#cypher x omen fic

[cypher05]

so about that eclipse. huh.

[minty-stars1803]

~Cyphmen on my mind lately~

Thinking long and hard about cyphmen a lot lately.

How omen probably picked up on and bakes Amir his favorite sweets, or cooks him his favorite meals.

How he probably brings him a pot of tea after a long days work (with extra mint, just like he likes it).

Has taken to simply putting sugar on the side instead of doing for him bc He never quite got down how Amir likes it. Sometimes he puts none, other times he loads his cup. (I like to think he prefers it less sweet most of the time)

Omen, who is one of the few with the privilege of seeing Amir’s face in this day and age.

Omen, who makes the effort to savor every moment of seeing Amir’s face like it might be the last.

He makes note of every freckle and mole, every wrinkle and smile line, every scar and indent, every spot left by his vitiligo. (yes I HC that cypher has it just like his VA)

One would think that he could draw cypher by memory.

And he does.

It’s known that omen explores baking, caring for bonsai trees, and knitting amongst other things, as a means of hobby and easing himself.

So what if he draws and paints in his pass time as well.

If he keeps sketchbooks, half the pages are full of Amir, the things that remind him of Amir, things related to him, things he likes.

Omen would keep a whole museum of his lovers face if he could.

It took them so long to let each other in.

To learn to be open to others again, especially in a romantic sense.

After all that has happened in both their pasts, trust and love probably wouldn’t be first on the list of things desired or thought of.

It takes Amir so long to rest assured once he finally lets his guard down around omen.

What if he looses him too, what if it goes sour.

I like to think he tracks and keeps tabs on omen quite a bit more than the other agents.

Omen tries to reassure him constantly that he’s fine. He’s always been fine. And nothing has changed.

But things are different now in the emotional sense, and Amir can’t quite help it.

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Ajsjshhshshahgwgegsv this is my first time writing anything even remotely resembling a fic in so damn long… it’s more a stream of consciousness tbh… I think about cyphmen daily. So I hope yall at least kinda like it…

I plan on picking up writing again, I’ll def be posting more works here. I should also work on making a list of what fandoms and who within them I plan on/will write for.

[yourstrulynameless]

A Step By Step Tutorial On How To Prepare Moroccan Mint Tea AKA Atay

Cypher x Omen // Bittersweet Hurt/Comfort // 2,184 words // AO3

It is a sweet kind of love. Though, it is far from what is usual. They’ll dance around each other, wisps and tripwires scattered about, and they’ll cover each other perfectly. No one gets through, no one gets behind them. On the rare occasion their back is turned to the enemy, they’ll discard their troubles soon after. Cypher was always careful with their flanks.

Their dance extends outside of battle. Words spoken here and there, rarely a full conversation. They’ll taunt and bicker and mock one another, but they will never pass up the opportunity to praise the other. They’ll never say it out right, no that’s far too plain, but they’ll hide it in their mockeries and show the other the back of their hand.

That’s what they’re both comfortable with. Yet what’s even more comforting is the silence. When they reach a mutual understanding, a peace, they are happy, but they won’t risk anything more. Only a fool loves a ghost, and both of them know that.

But it wasn’t just Omen playing the role of ghost, Cypher was quite good at that as well. Close-kept, elusive, and undeniably a runner. He disappears the moment he wants to, and he’ll be there again when he wishes. He is living proof the walls have ears, but now they have eyes too.

Omen knew this well, and it only reinforced him to keep quiet. Strangely enough, despite that conditioning he would always end up talking more than he wanted to whenever he would remember that fact. He’d speak his mind more, elaborate on his opinions, talk a little faster, all to other agents that weren’t Cypher. He knew the man would be listening, and something about that made him sickly anxious despite their shared appreciation for the other’s company.

Cypher on the other hand couldn’t stand dark rooms in the comfort of HQ. He was more calm when in the dark alleys of Rabat, or anywhere else really, than in the common room while late. He would never spot Omen first, despite his eagle eyes. It made his heart rate jump, though that’s a fact he would never tell Omen. It’s not like he needed to anyway, Omen felt it every time.

This time was different. He had gone to make his midnight tea in the kitchen area of the common room and like clockwork spotted Omen without realising it. It was almost as if he had done this thousands of times before, and his voice radiated the same kind of energy.

“Ah, there you are, my friend.”

It shocked himself when he realised he had seen Omen before Omen had seen him, but that was unreadable. It was endearing to watch the wraith’s shoulders tense and his head whip around to Cypher’s direction. It took a moment for him to respond, but Cypher was always a patient person.

“Tea, I presume?”

Omen’s voice despite being so quiet seemed to have filled the room louder than Raze’s normal speaking voice (which was loud) at least to Cypher.

“Why else would I be here.”

Cypher turned his back to reach for his canister of tea from the back of the top cupboard. He placed it on the counter, barely making a noise, and prepared the electric kettle. Omen watched. Cypher was never sure what the wraith was doing before he would join him in a room unless he was midway through knitting, even if he was watching the man before so. It seemed to him like Omen enjoyed sitting in empty rooms all day. Perhaps he was content with just thinking.

He shrugged to himself unconsciously as he took a glass tea cup, a metal teapot, a jar of sugar and a table spoon from the cupboards. Omen watched this too. Once the kettle boiled and clicked off, Cypher took a glance over his shoulder before opening the tea canister. A fragrant scent came from it and a part of Cypher wished he could take off his mask to get a better smell.

“Do you know how to prepare tea?”

Cypher asked without looking. Omen thought for a moment. He seemed to always take some time for his answers.

“Only the kind that comes in bags.”

Cypher clicked his tongue multiple times as he looked down on Omen’s taste.

“No, no, no. The ones in bags are never that good of quality. Come, I’ll teach you the way we do it where I’m from.”

Cypher took another glass tea cup from the cupboard. The glasses were decorative, rimmed with gold and arches of colour. An uncultured person might think of it as a pretty big shot glass. Cypher hated those people, but couldn’t blame them.

Omen had been standing next to Cypher for more than he realised. His body jerked when he turned to see Omen so suddenly close. Though ‘close’ is an overstatement as the wraith was over two feet away from him.

Cypher quickly relaxed and gestured Omen closer. Omen obliged.

“First, you take the tea leaves—”

He opened the canister, placing the lid on the counter and taking the spoon to scoop leaves into the teapot.

“—Just two scoops, and you put them into the pot. Then with the hot water—”

Omen nodded along, unsure what to do with his hands. He ended up a bit distracted by the feeling until he ultimately crossed his arms to solve the problem. Meanwhile Cypher took the kettle and poured into the pot.

“You cover those leaves. You let it rest like that for a while so they expand and the flavour comes out.”

Omen was unsure why Cypher had decided to teach him any of this. It was impossible for him to consume anything, solid or liquid, though it was a nice thought to be able to offer tea for others. Then again, Cypher’s tea was the only batch in the HQ and he didn’t seem to like sharing it.

Wait. There were two glasses out.

Cypher poured the small amount of tea from the pot into one glass. It was dark, and slightly foggy colour. It perfectly filled the glass just bellow the brim, but it seemed like the process was not finished.

“This is what you call the spirit or the essence. It has a very strong flavour to it, but you don’t drink it as so.”

Omen stayed silent as Cypher poured more hot water into the pot and picked it up. He made a circular movement with it, his gloved hands carefully pressed on the shiny metal with care. The contents inside sloshed around, a faint noise came of it. Omen took note of it all.

“Now this batch is how we wash the leaves, we don’t drink this part.”

Cypher poured the wash into the other glass, then poured it into the sink. He rinsed the cup lightly with water, dried it with a paper towel, and then placed it back down exactly where it was. He was always so meticulous with his work.

Omen began to realise why Cypher took so long with his tea. Such a tedious process for a simple drink, he wondered if it was worth it.

“After all of that, you pour the water into the pot until it’s almost full and you add the spirit.”

Cypher chuckled a little. Omen assumed it was at the irony of the name considering his form. Cypher didn’t explain it but added a few tablespoons of sugar as he shook his head. Omen didn’t understand it.

“This is my favourite part, especially when people not from my country watch.”

Omen watched as Cypher poured into the cup, but this time he raised the pot high into the air as he did so. His elbow was barely bent.

Droplets of the tea spilled and Omen couldn’t help but flinch, or his own version of it. His arms twitched and patches faded away only to quickly return. Did Cypher make a mistake? He was never a messy man. He never enjoyed leaving a trace. Yet, Omen found nothing negative radiating from Cypher, not even a feeling.

Cypher then poured the contents of the glass back into the pot. He repeated this two more times and Omen swore he raised the pot higher each one. A few more droplets spilled here and there.

“And that is how you mix it! Now remember, if there are no bubbles, then it is not Moroccan.”

So that’s why he was pouring it from so high. Omen couldn’t help but make a strange connection to how beer was enjoyed with less foam, yet apparently it’s the opposite with this kind of tea.

“Now, it is done.”

He poured into both cups, giving one of them to Omen. The wraith accepted it and kept it between both hands. It was warm, hot even. It was probably too hot for comfort but temperatures didn’t bother Omen as much as it did for anyone else. He couldn’t help but let a thin sheet of worry manifest when Cypher took his own glass. Was his gloves heat resistant?

“Thank you,”

Omen began to finally speak again after Cypher’s demonstration. He continued.

“For teaching me. Though, I’m sure you’ll enjoy the tea more than I can.”

He placed the cup back on top the Counter. Cypher’s lenses shot wide open and Omen wondered if it was shining a brighter blue now.

“Keep it, keep it!”

The Moroccan’s free hand patted the air as he reassured Omen that it was fine. He wanted to give him the tea no matter. He couldn’t let him decline, he couldn’t let him leave it. This was important, this was expensive, this was meaningful. His voice spoke the same way it would when telling Killjoy not to look into the dark web.

He tried to make it seem like he was just being nice, like this was just a courtesy, but Omen felt everything he the man felt underneath. It startled him as much as it startled Cypher. There was a pause between the two, both pairs of ‘eyes’ locked onto each other. It was yet another moment before Omen took the glass again, maintaining eye contact while doing so.

Cypher couldn’t help but be relieved and his shoulders dropped with a quiet sigh. With his worries washed away, the flooding realisation that the tea in his hand was scolding hot came. He had been holding onto it for too long and it was beginning to be painful. He exchanged it with his other hand, cleared his throat, and straightened his back. He looked back to the counter, ending their little staring contest.

“You know I can’t drink it, yes?”

“Of course I do. I don’t forget easily, Omen.”

“So why do you want me to have it? It seems like a waste.”

“Just don’t pour it into the sink in front of me and I’ll be fine. If you do, I’ll make sure to tell Clove that new anime you’ve been watchi—”

“Don’t.”

Cypher laughed. The tea was getting colder. He needed to go.

He took a tray and placed his glass on it, then the teapot. He put the sugar away and washed the spoon before storing that too. Then all that was left was the spilt tea. Omen still felt a bit queasy about it, but that quickly went away after Cypher wiped it with more paper towels.

Cypher pinched the brim of his hat and bowed his head to Omen. He took the tray into his hands carefully, and Omen as always watched.

That was something ironic to Omen. In a group of people, Cypher cracked jokes but was still the quiet guy. Omen conversed with whoever struck conversation with him, yet when it was just him and Cypher, he was the quiet one. He would listen, he would watch, despite that being Cypher’s job.

“Thank you, again.”

“Of course. I share to you what you can’t have of your own.”

Omen tilted his head.

“That is?”

“Culture.”

And Cypher left without another word.

It hurt Omen, that knowing remark. He should be used to Cypher hurting him like this but it never got easier. It’s small words like that which made him question why they found comfort in each other. Words he would gladly cut out of anyone else’s throat. But he knew better, and Cypher knew that well.

He took a deep breath and focused on keeping himself together. Wisps had been escaping him more than they should have been after the comment, and he couldn’t have that. He returned to his corner of the room, enjoying his ‘favourite pastime’ of thinking thoughts.

Cypher watched. Omen knew.

Omen held the glass up to under his hood and smelled the tea. It had a unique minty aroma to it. It was nice. He thought a candle with the same scent would be a pleasant addition to his room. He would check his phone later to see if any stores sold such a thing. A candle with that minty, and sweet smell.

Or maybe, just maybe, he would ask Cypher to make him tea again.

[leeneir]

Hehy! If you are writing Yandere can I request canons for Iso?

Look at Me Please; Shy Yandere!Iso x Reader Headcanons P.1

I'm working on another req fic as we speak, but I'm taking breaks to do this one bc him being "Mine all mine" is very appealing🥰🫶

And yes, part 1. This prompt just got my Iso loving brain rolling.

Pre Relationship

I want you to think of these like its u and him progressing, as if its a timeline of ur relationship.

- A shy possesive yandere. You are his, no questions. But he doesn't have the courage to show it enough (for now.)

- Iso was always forced to cut off his connections due to the organization, but the Valorant Protocol was different. He found someone there worth going against everything he's known all his life.

- The moment his eyes set on you, he had an overwhelming urge to always be near you and always wanted to know where you were and who you were with.

- He spots you and Jett having flirty banter in the hallway and later during training 'accidentally' shot a bullet which shoots through the wall right next to her head. He barely glances at the wind radiant and mutter a half-hearted apology, but that glance was enough to give Jett the creeps.

- You notice how he's always near or around you and you decide to befriend him like the friendly person you were, you'll notice how his eyes fixate on you as if you were a precious jewel in the muddy dirt but don't pay it any mind.

- While you were chatting, he suddenly blurts out "You're beautiful," and immediately goes red in the face and stammering out apology after apology while he pulls his collar up to cover his face.

- You laugh as you try to calm him down, saying that you were flattered that he thought so. You place your hand on his shoulder while his back is turned to you and he freezes for a good 3 seconds before he looks back at you, his eyes had such intensity as they met yours. You pat and reassure him again, telling him that you thought he was handsome too.

- He decided something that day. Killing Omen wouldn't be worth it because it meant he'd have to cut off the valorant protocol, meaning he'd never see you again. Being with you was better than having to deal with his employers anyway.

- You, and your voice he couldn't get enough of, and your amazing skill and talent both in and off the battlefield, and your pretty face, and your pretty body, and your enchanting self that he wants all for himself.

- Back to actual headcanons. He's always very desperate to get your attention but he's too shy to actually ask for it. Which is why he'll always make sure to outperform everyone during training so that he can receive sweet praises from you that he'll repeat in his head for weeks.

- When you get injured out on the field on the same mission, Iso will go berserk. Even if it's just a graze. All you can do is hope that he'll be ok when he goes silent on the comms.

- Iso does NOT listent to reason and destroys his earpiece as he slowy digs his knife deeper into the enemies throat. How DARE they ruin your perfect body.

- He's always watching. Always in the darkest shadows where you never even know he's there. He has his eyes on you more than Cypher.

- Speaking of him, Iso has threatened Cypher to keep his prying eyes and ear aeay from you. He doesn't deserve to even be on the same world as you. His arena has space for a new corpse if need be.

- He doesn't take snacks offered to him by other agents. If you offer though, he wouldn't even eat it. He'd place it in his room with all the other memoirs he's collected from you.

- As time goes on, he gets braver. He starts putting his hands on your back, he initiates conversations, he offers you private training sessions and more. But that doesn't stop the ever growing urge to hold you, touch you, and keep you all to himself and not let anyone else even look at you.

- No one will get in the way. And I mean no one.

- If you get hurt again, he'll insist he'll patch you up himself. There's no need to go to Sage when he has an excuse to touch you can fix you up too.

- One day, you shoot your shot. You ask him out on a boba tea date, and he has to take a moment to compose himself. YOU were asking HIM out on a date? Was this a dream? Was this a prank by you and the others?

- Either way, he agrees with a soft smile, saying how he's been interested in you for a while and also wanted to ask you out but never knew how to. You laugh, your sweet, sweet, deliciously beautiful laugh he wants to hear more of and you joke about how you beat him to it, before setting up a time and meetup location before going off to your room to get ready.

- You don't notice the way his eyes are eating up the sight of you, and you don't notice how his soft smile turned into one of pure ecstasy and hunger. His face completely red at the idea of going on a date with you and is just so happy that he almost forgot about his plan to cause a minor life-threatening injury to Yoru for being such an asshole to you earlier that week. Almost.

[onlyfrags]

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Last Updated: 5/24/2024

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Self Worth | Iso x Reader (in Progress) Iso is so used to being a weapon for others. What happens when someone reminds him that hes worth more than that now?

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[saltyyuuri]

Just released a beginning of fic on Wattpad (@saltyyuuri ; 🪷Druid🪷 Iso x reader) , if y'all like it I'll continue it, just not sure if it's aight

In the meantime; here's a "what if":

What if: You told them "We're having a baby!"

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Brimstone: "Really?! I'm so happy, love!"

Would re-arrange his schedule to spend time to help. Would make sure to get the best for you and the baby, no matter what

Phoenix; "Oh shit- Like for real for real?"

Would probably be nervous at first- then be chill and brag about it. But when the day comes- he's even more stressed than you.

Sage: "A child?"

She is confused - until you bring back a baby plant. She treasures the plant.

Sova: "You're pregnant??🥹🥹"

Absolute golden retriever moment- he is ecstatic. Except you aren't pregnant - you brought back a baby owl. He was even happier.

Viper: "That's a covid test. Now stay away."

It was in fact a covid test. Sorry.

Cypher: "Ah! A new chess buddy on the way :)"

Is chill about it, takes care of your needs. But he will teach the kid chess- the guy just wants a chess student.

Reyna: "another one?💀"

She thought you were talking about a new recruit. She would jokingly call them babies since they didn't know the ropes. Until you brought her a kitten :)

Killjoy: "how is that even possible?"

She immediately went to find you. You showed her the robot design you made. You meant it as a 'baby project'/ a creation made from the two of you.

Breach: "You know my entire bloodline is felons? Like this kid is going to be a felon."

Good luck with that.

Omen: "pardon?"

A kitten. You got him a kitten. You made the poor guy stress knit a tiny sweater- which he fixed so it would fit the kitten.

Jett: "Nah-🧑‍🦯"

Had to show her the tests. And re do some.

Raze: "What??!! Wait so am I like- the mom or-??"

She ended up spending an hour trying to figure out if she would be a mom or like a stand-in dad. That was until you brought her the keys to a Chevrolet Chevelle (like the car in the player card with Raze and breach)

Skye: "What do you mean-"

You actually meant you carved a wood sculpture of an animal for her to bring to life with her radiant powers.

Yoru: "Not mine."

Ghosted you.

Astra: "I know! I could feel it in your aura 💜"

Is genuinely happy about it, keeps you chill through the whole process

Kay/o: "I think you have the wrong person."

... Seriously though, it's a robot.

Chamber: "Oh la la... Je vais chercher du lait, Chérie."

You didn't understand his French, so you nod and smile.

Neon: "what?? But I'm baby 😭!!"

You sent her a pic of a pink rabbit plushie saying that was the baby. She agreed - it was now the baby.

Fade: "Oh shit... I'm not ready to be a mom-"

You reassured her by sending a picture of the cat you rescued, a black cat that looked way too energetic. She immediately said yes- it's name is Nightmare. So whenever she says "Nightmare, take them!", the kitty just jumps on whoever's closest. Yes, it was trained to do that.

Harbor: "Wait- but I pulled out?''

You had to explain to him that it can still happen - just like that very uncomfortable science class you had in high school. But once it's all cleared up, he gets into dad mode pretty fast.

Gekko: "Oh boy- we already have 4 kids here!! 😭"

His critters are his kids. And honestly he's a great critter dad. That's why you got a pet gecko - to add yet another baby critter to the family.

Deadlock: "Oh- Alright."

She is already looking into parenthood prep classes.

Iso: "Is it a 'congrats' or 'Im sorry' pregnancy -"

He didn't fully process what you said, and just instinctively kicked in with the logical question instead of reacting emotionally-

Took him a few seconds but went well!

Clove: "Uhhhh.. how?"

You swung by their dorm and gave them a jar with a growing salt crystal- the crystal was growing slowly on a string :) they check it's progress every day

Vyse: "... Honey, that's not biologically possible . Plus, I bent you over with a strap-"

She proceeded to explain basic biology and how it wasn't possible especially considering she bent you, to which you replied with a picture of a rose bush sprout. She simply responded with "Oh. Cute 💜". And she takes care of the rose plant, going as far as researching the best way to tend to it.

[2kiran]

NEED THAT SWEET LIFE WITH ITS DECADENT WAYS

BYF: highly nsfw; no sfw requests. I don’t want minors interacting with my content so don’t let me know. personal questions, asks by blank, ageless, + minors will be ignored.

STAY WITH ME NOW, I DON’T WANNA BE LONELY ༒

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DARK CONTENT INCLUDES violence, stalking, dubcon, monsters, yandere, serial killer, toxicity, cheating, and obsession.

NSFW INCLUDES BUT IS NOT LIMITED TO overstimulation, orgasm delay/denial, exhibitionism, voyeurism, bondage, dacryphilia, dumbification, daddy kink (towards reader only), mask kink, weapon kink/play, consensual somnophilia.

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Ghost

Little Monster: masterpost | q&a

~ a rather dark series about Terzo x Omega from the band Ghost. ongoing

Terzomega Drabbles/Requests:

Fallen Angel AU | Fallen Angel (smut)

~ just a little experiment with some different versions of Terzomega

The Mirror

- a request (w smut) ft terzomega after a concert

Tender

~ subby omega and dommy terzo w a sweet twist

Imagine

~ terzo wakes up to a surprise

Beer Bottle

~fluffy comfort for a hurt terzo

Mourning

~short story about omega’s reaction to terzo’s death

Sunrise

~a fluffy comic about a sweet morning

Headcanons:

alpha x secondo (with art) | part 2

Valorant

Cyphmen: one | two

~ loosely tied one shots of Cypher x Omen

Fade x reader

~ one shot request from a friend

Overwatch

McHanzo

~a gambler!cassidy and mafia!hanzo one shot

wtf kinda username is that, huh? was evereverest1 already taken? dumbass

[darthladyofillusions]

I need to rant about Fadeshock. And before people come at me, my problem isn’t shipping those two. It is the oversaturation. Let me explain

I first joined this fandom when Fade was released. I didn’t know any other agent or the lore, only the stuff related to Fade. Her voicelines, capture and interrogation. Then I went on ao3 and there was not much with Fade. I was a bit let down but thought it would just take a while for fics to come about. And they did. The problem was that a lot of them were Fadeshock. This wouldn’t be a bother but it was all Fadeshock as in there isn’t anything WITHOUT FADESHOCK IN IT. I DONT WANT TALA I JUST WANT HAZAL. Finding fics were it is just about fade joining the protocol is impossible.

On ao3 there are 495 fics tagged with Fade (VALORANT), out of these 495 fics

213 of them are tagged Fade/Neon

353 of them are tagged Neon (Valorant)

If I remove The tag for Fadeshock there will be only 282 fics left. Out of those 282 fics 10 of them are labeled fade&neon ( I know this because I counted them.) and one has Fadeshock in it but is not tagged that way which I understood from the summary. 11 of them have the tag Fade/Reader which I will remove as well.

This leaves us with 260 fics. 2 of them I can’t understand because of the language barrier so they get removed.

Now we are down to 258. Would you like to know how many of these fics had Fade in the relationships tags or the summary??

103!!!!! THERE ARE ROUGHLY 103 FICS OUT OF THE 495 THAT IS NOT ACTIVELY FADESHOCK FADE X READER AND IN A LANGUAGE I KNOW IN WHICH SHE HAS AN ACTUAL ROLE.

I am also pretty sure these 103 fics ar not all completed so some may have not reached the part with Fade or she may not have an actual important role in. I do not know.

Also only 19 fics don’t have her in a relationship but still in the summary and I am pretty sure in at least two of them she is getting tortured.

This is probably the first time I am coming across a situation like this. Most of the fandoms I am in usually have most of their characters in a wide range of fics. Even the smaller ones. I don’t even know why the ship is so popular.

Now there are times I have read fadeshock (BECAUSE THERE WAS NOTHING ELSE.), I will say there are some hidden gems. But also the cringe I am induced with because Fade is using the cringiest pet names ever, or she uses them in the wrong way or she is characterized in this very angsty lone wolf way when she is canonically friends or in the same group as Cypher and Omen, is generally nice to her teammates and such kind of put me off of reading them or getting intrested in the ship. Also I don’t like the Grumpy one X sunshine one trope unless they have solid interactions which again they don’t have. This large amount is literally making me not check the valorant tag on ao3.

I just needed to get that out of my chest. I just think Fade deserves more variety in fics and her characterization. Thank you for reading.

[basalt-deltas]

RULES WHEN REQUESTING

Requests are OPEN!

Fandoms I write for — Spiderverse, Valorant, Life Series, Hermitcraft, Critical Role, Hazbin Hotel

Spiderverse — Miguel O’Hara, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar, Gwen Stacy, any of the live action Spidermen, Peter B. Parker, Spiderman Noir, MJ (Zendaya version only SORRY), Miles Morales (both of em) Valorant — Phoenix, Yoru, Cypher, Jett, Gekko, Omen, Skye, Nanobomb, KAY/O Vox Machina — Percy De Rolo, Vax'ildan, Vex'ahlia, Keyleth, Pike Trickfoot, Scanlan Shorthalt, Grog Mighty Nein — Caleb Widogast, Mollymauk Tealeaf, Jester Lavorre, Yasha Nydoorin, Beauregard Lionett, Fjord, Nott the Brave, Caduceus Clay, etc Hermitcraft — Just ask, I'm too tired to put all the sillies in here Life series — Again, just ask :thumbs up: Hazbin Hotel — Angel Dust, Alastor, Lucifer, Charlie, Vaggie, Adam, basically the whole cast

Reader — I’m best at male!reader, but I’ll also do fem!reader, gnc!reader, and trans!reader! Fear not, I am trans also!

Usual Genres — Angst, fluff, idk what does genres even mean. Punk Rock???

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What I will write!!

⇨ character x reader (2nd person, you/yours, no y/n) ⇨ character x character (I won’t do certain ships, ask me first!!) ⇨ canon or canon-divergent ⇨ headcanon scenarios ⇨ character headcanons ⇨ oneshots ⇨ platonic, romantic, or familial ⇨ multiple requests from the same person ⇨ poly relationships ⇨ make canon cis/het characters queer ! ⇨ reader/characters with mental illness as long as it’s not romanticising or Weird about it (??) ⇨ Suggestive / 16+

What I will NOT write!!

⇨ NSFW / 18+ ⇨ other people’s ocs (SORRY) ⇨ yandere or other kinds of abusive/toxic relationships ⇨ anything with substance abuse as the main theme ⇨ child!reader in fics, mentioning it in familial fics/hcs is okay though ⇨ suicide, self/harm. severe depression, or similar topics as the main focus ⇨ anything proship or illegal ⇨ anything disregarding canon LGBTQ identities (making a gay character straight, a trans character cis, etc)

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When requesting…

PLEASE BE AS SPECIFIC AS POSSIBLE!! Tell me everything you want, specify if you want me to take some creative liberties, please I am so bad with unspecific directions!!! I will not dm to clarify if you’re not on anon

You can specify if you want me to post your request anonymously or with your ask attached !! If you don’t specify, I’ll just assume yes and I’ll attach your ask

I will answer whatever question you have!! About pretty much anything :D

PLEASE just. Don’t be a dick. I am not being paid to write for you!!! And I do this on my own time!!!

To check if your request is being written/worked on, check my works in progress!!

Everything above applies to requests!! If I write something by myself that breaks the rules, it’s because I want to and I can

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[freakingholland]

MY WRITING PREFERENCES AND RULES

(last updated 2nd Jan 2025)

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED - EXCEPT FOR EVENTS UNDER THESE POSTS: REMUS LUPIN REQUESTS

Who do I write for?

DC comics:

Dick Grayson

Jadon Todd

Tim Drake

Bart Allen

Wally West

Overwatch:

Cassidy

Brigitte

D.Va

Pharah

Genji

Hanzo

Kiriko

Mercy

Ramattra

Lifeweaver

Apex Legends:

Wattson

Wraith

Bloodhound

Mirage

Catalyst

Valkyrie

Loba

Octane

Vantage

Conduit

911:

Evan Buckley

Eddie Diaz

Call of Duty

Simon Riley

Alex Keller

Game of Thrones

Jon Snow

Jaime Lannister

House of the Dragon

Rhaenyra Targaryen

Valorant

Cypher

Clove

Viper

Jett

Sage

Omen

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

How To Get Away With Murder

Asher Millstone

House MD

Robert Chase

James Wilson

Harry Potter

Remus Lupin

Fred Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Ron Weasley

2. I only write x reader fics, will do fem!reader and gn!reader (as I want my imagines to be genuine and harmless, I'd like to make space for male!reader writers who can do a much better job than me!) I won't write AUs, I mostly write fanon fics/fics based on episodes/trailers/in-game events etc. depending on the media!

3. If you want me to write about a character who isn't on the list - ask away! I might not know their lore enough, but I will try my best to do my research. The worst that can happen - I'll just let you know that I won't write for them! But I don't bite I promise ♥

4. I'm not very experienced with smut, but I'm comfortable with it. I specialise in fluff! I'm a sucker for domestic imagines, will do hurt/comfort as well. Not really experienced with angst, but will do angst that ends with fluff!

5. I won't write about character under the age of 15 unless it's platonic or unless I headcanon a character as someone 15+ ! (my old imagines break that rule to some extent, but as they are harmless (involve romance but nothing suggestive), they will remain on my blog at least for now - might rewrite them in the near future).

6. I'm relatively busy with work and uni so it might take me a while to post!

7. I also do polls so make sure to catch those if you wanna help me choose!

8. I can add you to my tag list! just send me an ask!

[matymatsu]

It Won’t Take You (Commission)

I completely forgot to post this, so here it is LMAO

This is an Omen x OC fic for @aglacialblaze  Check them out, along with their self ship account. They’re super sweet, patient as hell, and talented.  Anyways, enjoy and if you’re interested in commissioning me at all, rules and such are on this post.

‘Finally…!’

Swift relief went through Alexis’ body as the helicopter landed. They stretched their arms, a broad smile across their face as fresh air gently breezed against them. Other agents of Valorant were walking past them and inside headquarters. The last thing Alexis wanted was to be part of another lame mission debriefing. While everyone else either went to their rooms or met up with Brimstone, Alexis snuck past them and headed toward the adjacent hallway. Even though Alexis was happy to be home, they still felt a bit on edge. Maybe a trip to the training room would change that. Either way, time alone could do some good, especially after that mission.

They shook their head. No, no– no more of that sad shit. Time to destroy more of Killjoy’s robots! As the training room doors opened, they were greeted by a familiar face. 

“Oh! Hey Omen!” Alexis greeted with a bright smile. The other agent simply raised his hand in a half-attempted wave– his attention seemed to be more focused on the book he was reading. A training room seemed like a strange place to read, but whatever– who were they to judge? With a swing of a locker, they pulled out their Vandal. “Had fun on your last mission?” They asked in an attempt to get him to talk. He nodded, which brought a pout to Alexis’ face. “You’re not gonna tell me anything about it, are you?” They assumed with a raised eyebrow. Both he and Cypher went on a mission alone, together! How could they not be curious? 

“No.” Was Omen’s answer. He was always a tough egg to crack. “Fiiiine.” Alexis sighed.  As long as he wasn’t hurt, they guessed that’s all that mattered. Besides, they could just ask Cypher for the potential juicy details. 

They stepped inside the empty room and the door closed behind them. Walls came from the floors as the environment built around them. Along with the walls, Killjoy’s robot; Max 2.0, elevated from below the floor. Its eye turned red, signaling to Alexis that it was ready to fight. Time for some fun!

With a running head start, Alexis slid onto their knees and started shooting at the bot. It brought its arms up in an ‘X’ formation to cover its chest and face from the bullets. It made them want to laugh, guess Killjoy downgraded the poor guy. Good, Alexis needed an easy target.

Once they paused to reload, the Max’s arms transformed into guns and shot directly at them. Thankfully, they were light on their feet and rolled out of the way— the bullet barely grazed their cheek. Close one, but that wasn’t going to stop them. With a smirk, they charged at Max—

‘Alex, stop screwing around!’

They paused in an instant. Why could they hear Fade? The hesitation was enough time for the Max to start spraying again. “Shit!” They squeaked and immediately dodged and ran out of the way of the bullets. Their back now against the wall– they’ve been here before. Visions flashed before their eyes of earlier today– real soldiers gunning them down while all they could do was stay back, Fade covering but also berating the hell out of them for getting in the line of fire. They could still remember the pain in their shoulder, the blood rolling down their chest. “Come on, focus!” Their thoughts screamed. “Damn it…!”

‘Damn it! WE’RE PINNED OUT HERE!!’ 

The voices blared in their ears again. It was suddenly difficult to breathe. Their heart started to pound so loud it hurt their ears. The pain was so intense, it started traveling down their body, more specifically their forearms. Their arms began to glow and the floor shook violently. How could they pay attention to what was happening when death was staring them in the face!?

‘FADE’S DOWN!’

“Alexis!”

Suddenly there was a tight grip around their hand. Reality came at them like a semi-truck– their head was pounding in pain and their vision was so blurry— it felt like dunking your head underwater with your eyes open. Omen was in front of them, but they wouldn’t have been able to tell if they didn’t hear him speak– All he was now was black and purple shapes. The sharp pain in their arms was the worst part, a stabbing sensation so deep it felt like it was puncturing the bone. All they could do was try and catch their breath as he led them out of the training area and into the lounge. They sat down and stared at the gray table below them as their mind continued reeling. 

Training never got this bad– it was just some dumb bot that Killjoy made, and it could never kill anyone. It wasn’t designed that way! However, Alexis couldn’t shake the fear away– It felt like they were still there… on the mission. That was until Omen brought them a glass of water. The sound of the glass when it met the metal table broke their inner panic attack. 

Alexis let out a sigh as the cold water went down their throat. 

“Hehe… Sorry about that.” They said as they rubbed their neck awkwardly. “Training bots, am I right–?”

“That one?” Omen pointed behind them. When Alexis turned, the training bot was just standing there, its gun arms still out but not shooting— guess it malfunctioned. Wonder when that happened…?

Alexis let out a heavy sigh, their cheek pressed against the cold metal. Looked like they couldn’t lie around this one. What could they say after that? Sorry for freaking out, I thought one of Killjoy’s toys was gonna kill me? Omen stated “You don’t usually crack like that,” which made Alexis sink in their chair. “What happened during your mission, Alex?”

God, where could they even start? “Weeeeeell, I may have gotten too cocky and… almost got Fade killed.” They explained. Their voice became quieter as they spoke– shame started to wash over them, but lord knows talking to Omen about it will go way better than having to break the news to Brimstone first. The thought of going into detail about the mission filled them with a sense of dread. All they wanted to do was help the team… and look where they got ‘em. “Casualties aren’t uncommon. Though I’m having a hard time believing it was just your fault.”

They began to fidget in their chair as the flashes of Fade pushing Alexis to safety while getting shot from behind started to make them feel overwhelmed again. Omen noticed this, and said, “Don’t worry, Brimstone won’t replace you over an accident like this.”

“How can you be so sure, huh!? Not the first time I messed up.” They snapped– the words slipped out and the moment they exited Alexis’ mouth, guilt began to blend with their anxiety. The other agent wasn’t fazed, it seems. “Because there are worse agents in Valorant that ruin missions more often than you do, and Brimstone doesn’t want to lose a valuable asset–”

“Valuable!? How the heck am I valuable, Omen? I mean… geez, you know me, I’m the one without a serious bone in their body. I don’t like taking stuff seriously, but everyone else in Valorant is so put together and professional. Like you! When have you ever let your emotions get the better of you during a mission?”

“Once…”

Alexis paused their rant. The anxiety they felt before faded away to genuine concern. They meant that rhetorically, now they just felt like an ass. “You… you can’t be serious Omen.” They said as an awkward laugh erupted from their stomach. However, the silence proved that he was serious. They picked up their chair and moved closer to Omen. “What happened?”

Omen sighed deeply– as if the memory resurfacing caused him physical pain. 

“I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to. I just thought we were bonding here.” They remarked– hoping the joking tone in their voice could lighten up the mood at least a little bit. 

“I… can’t remember how long ago it was.” He began. The moment he spoke, Alexis stopped talking, their attention now totally fixated on him. 

“During a mission, we came across a bystander; a man who claimed to know who I was. The rest went… as you would expect.” His voice grew soft as a feeling of shame crept up his spine. It wasn’t the fact that he reacted violently to the stranger, it was the fact that he was sharing an emotional moment with another person– as embarrassing as that is to realize.

“What happened after that?” They asked.

“Sage restrained me before I could finish him, or so I was told.” He replied. 

“Did you black out or something?”

“Yes… I’m sure it was the same for you just now, right?”

Alexis froze for a moment and then nodded. It was so weird, they didn’t think anyone else could relate, especially Omen of all people. “Do you remember… what it felt like?” They inquired– they cleared their throat in the middle of the sentence, it felt as if the words were stuck or were too nervous to be spoken. “I felt like a wild animal, cornered and afraid, but enraged as well. All I could think about was revenge. I’m not sure why, I’d never seen that man before.”

“Did you feel out of control of yourself?”

Omen looked over at Alexis, their expression had become somber as they stared at the floor. “Yes, did you?”

Alexis nodded again as they let out a deep exhale. They laid back in their chair and stared at the ceiling while Omen kept his gaze on the table. Neither agent was unsure how to continue the conversation after that– it was both reassuring to know the other felt the same, but they couldn’t shake the pit in their stomachs as the memories resurfaced in their minds. Omen knew this really bothered Alex– they were usually so happy-go-luck. This side of them was definitely a first for Omen. 

“Well!” Alexis shot up from their chair. “I should go see Brimstone, he’s probably tearing ass just looking for me.” They spoke with a giggle. They smiled down at Omen– who now felt like an idiot. He was trying to push them away, and he knew if Alexis left now, they’d still feel terrible, but try to hide it from him. What’s something they’d want to hear? Something that would really put them at ease. Something… he needed to hear too.

“It won’t take you. As long as you are with us, that fear won’t take you away. I’ll make sure of it myself.”

Suddenly, he felt a pair of arms from behind pull him into a spine-breaking hug. Alexis’ head was buried into his shoulder. “Thanks, Omen. That means a lot…” They said as their head nuzzled into their neck. A chill went down Omen’s spine. If he could blush, he would be bright red right now. He stood up and cleared his throat. “Don’t mention it. I’ll come with you to see Brimstone.”

Their excitement was really obvious as they bounced on the heel of their feet. “Hell yeah! Come on, buddy! I need my bodyguard!”

Alexis ran off while Omen followed close behind. He knew those words weren’t enough to fully cheer his friend up, but when he saw that cheery smile on their face again, it brought way more relief than he expected. His focus now was to make sure what happened to Alexis wouldn’t happen again.

Not while he still drew breath.

[floralflytrap]

My requests are currently open albeit I respond to requests slowly!

Fun fact, I'm completely open to fic requests, however I'll just be more nitpicky on what I choose for full-fledged fics, but don't be afraid to suggest an idea :3

All my x reader's are with a gender neutral reader unless said otherwise

I'm happy to do x reader, platonic with reader, and ships depending on what they are. I will happily do either head-cannon form or one shots :)

Fraternizing | Wingnix (Phoenix x Gekko)

VALORANT Agents with Photographer S/O hcs | Phoenix, Gekko and Yoru | Killjoy, Raze and Poly Nanobomb | Fade, Sage, Deadlock and Viper

VALORANT Agents crushing on New Agent S/O | KAY/O, Cypher and Omen

WON'T BE TAKING NEW REQUESTS :(

Crushing on you + Dating hcs | Topher Bus

WON'T BE TAKING NEW REQUESTS :(

none yet!

[cyphertripping]

hi :) could you write soft cypher x omen? maybe something like omens never celebrated christmas before and cypher goes all out to make it extra special for omen? please :D

thanks for the req! beware hardcore fluff ahead :) also it was fun researching some of the other agents' holiday traditions, hope you like the cameos!

That Special Season (Cypher x Omen)

Word Count: 827

Fluff

When Omen comes up to Cypher one day in fall and mentions offhandedly that he thinks he might have enjoyed Christmas in his past life, Cypher can’t believe how wistful his partner sounds

That makes up his mind that he must now immediately make it the best Christmas ever for Omen, lest their relationship fall to ruin and Cypher the worst boyfriend ever

(It doesn’t help the pressure that Omen remembers so few fragments from his past life that they try to maximize what he does)

Cypher then promptly panics because he realizes he knows jack shit about Christmas, having grown up Muslim and not really paid attention to whatever advertisements there were during Christmas

He then goes to some of the younger agents for advice, because surely they have more holiday expertise than him

“Well, you have to have Christmas trees, caroling, advent calendars, parades, and the like,” Killjoy says, immediately info-dumping on him the moment he asks

Cypher hums, “but it has to be special. For him.”

“Oh we have a lovely lantern festival in the Philippines— they’re huge and light up the sky,” Neon adds in. “That’s special.”

Phoenix chimes in, “oh, you’ve got to have crackers, mate. You know, the things that pop and there are gifts in ‘em? Omen would love that for sure.”

“I hung up lights and cook with my family on Christmas,” Jett adds. “My bulgogi is the best.”

“My family usually eats fried chicken and gives gifts,” Yoru surprisingly contributes to the conversation. At the stares, he shrugs defensively. “It’s a Japan thing, okay?”

“Bruv, Omen can’t even eat though,” Phoenix points out. 

Cypher has to admit he has a point. He has a long list of things that he could do but honestly seem like minutiae that are distracting him from the point. Fried chicken and bulgogi would be great for the protocol but what would Omen want?

As the weeks and then days trickle down to Christmas, Cypher assists the others in the VP with decorating the common space. But even when the tree takes its place, something feels like its missing.

He takes to the internet and sees that apparently, people appreciate ‘heartfelt gifts from loved ones’. Cypher tries to wrack his brain for what exactly Omen might want when he sees an extra pair of knitting needles he’s left out.

If there’s anything Cypher is good at, it’s obsessively focusing on things and doing so secretively. He works on learning to knit (many a Youtube tutorial is used) and slowly but surely, a knitted hat with cat ears (he thinks it’s cute) takes form

By the time this is done, especially since he can only work on it alone in his office or elsewhere without Omen noticing, Christmas is almost upon them

Christmas day, the two of them spend as long as possible chilling in bed, curled around each other in the warmth of their bed. Cypher likes smashing his face into Omen’s chest and sleeping that way, even if it leaves imprints of his chest on Cypher’s face (he has a mask for a reason)

The morning is a whirl of gift giving and present opening. Cypher, who had never really paid attention to what the protocol had done in past years, nervously clutches at his poorly wrapped gift. When he offers it to Omen he can see the surprise in the way he holds it, surprised but tenderly

What’s revealed is a knitted hat to keep him warm (he often complained about phantom pain and aches). The stitches aren’t the neatest and Omen can see stitches missing, but it’s heartfelt and filled with the essence of Cypher. He loves it.

Omen pushes back his hood and puts it on. “I love it, thank you,” he says, voice a bit choked up with emotion. He gives Cypher his gift, a long scarf, full of earth tones and a hint of gold and blue. Cypher marvels at the way some of the yarn shimmers as he turns the scarf over in his hands. “It’s beautiful, habibi (love). Thank you.” He leans forward to hug Omen when Phoenix yells from across the room: “wait!”

With a gust of wind, Jett zooms across the room and hovers in the air, holding a small plant with delicate leaves and bright red berries above them. Cypher blinks. “What is this?”

“Mistletoe, dummy,” Jett laughs at him. “You know what that means,” Killjoy adds on and laughs. Cypher rolls his eyes— actually, he really doesn’t.

Omen laughs, low and soft. “It means we have to kiss,” he says, remembering. Is he embarrassed? Oh, Cypher definitely has to capitalize on this then. He leans forward again and pull his mask up from the chin just enough to expose his mouth. He feels the whole room’s eyes on them and he gives a teasing smile. “Well, better give the people what they want,” he whispers and kisses Omen. “Merry Christmas, habibi.”

[3jax]

Here's a request for you to write:

the valorant agents celebrating your birthday the whole day 🥳🥳

(With gifts becuase why not🎁)

i love this one!! yeah!!!

warnings: mentions of alcohol

valorant agents celebrating your birthday with you

phoenix, jett, and raze would probably wake you up first thing just to scream sing happy birthday to you.

astra would too but she has the common decency to wait until you’re awake first (this womans singing is a blessing)

you know those little singing cards?? killjoy makes you one of those for you.

skye makes you breakfast, her love language is food and i don’t take criticism on this.

gifts!! so many gifts!!

chamber probably gets you something ridiculous like a tailored suit lol

omen made a knitted sweater for you, but the gift box doesn’t say it’s from him. everyone knows it is though, theres only one person in the protocol who knits.

you get a ‘happy birthday’ from yoru, a smile if you’re lucky.

same with viper, i cant really see her being into gift giving.

cypher knows EXACTLY what you like, which isn’t surprising, but he always gets you something good.

brim gets you socks. theyre good socks.

sova gives you a stuffed animal, like an owl or a rabbit.

breach gives you this long ass speech about getting older, getting stronger, etc.

neon and raze both make a mixtape for you, it’s really easy to tell who added which song because of their music tastes lol

kay/o doesn’t know what to get you. he’s confused. do robots even have birthdays???

reyna also somehow knows what to get you?? she gives some good ass gifts.

fade would give you a cat if she could, she has like 5 in her room. if she can’t give you one then she lets you into her room to pet them for the day.

you best BELIEVE these guys are taking you out, no way ur spending ur birthday in headquarters.

because phoenix is canonically a theatre kid i feel like he’d get you tickets to a play or a movie.

jett, neon, and kj take you to the arcade, kj gets kicked out because she’s winning the claw machine a suspicious amount of times.

she didn’t break it she’s just really good

they definitely all take you out to lunch and/or dinner and theres definitely a party at hq

sage bakes a birthday cake, this woman can BAKE its so good.

everyone sings you happy birthday at the end

EVERYONE

even yoru

there may or may not be alcohol involved at the party, courtesy of breach

brimstone doesn’t approve of this

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