#iso jacket

[the-teacup-dragon]

Hi all, I'm desperately searching for these two things-

A blue green sleeveless dress made of chiffon with ruffles and matching sash. I've seen it multiple brands-coldwater creek, dress barn, Bethany, Signature by Robbie Bee, Limited Too and have found a couple online, unfortunately they're too small. I need at least a us size 12

And a gray/green shearling fur coat, I believe it's Randolph Duke from the 70s. My parents saw it once in a thrift shop and sent a picture, but since I wasn't there to try it on I said no to getting it :/ regret that now.

Thanks to anyone who can help!

[isofien]

jealous!bf iso x oblivious!reader 😭😭🫶🏽

would be super cute to see this, yes this is my alt btw LMAO.

jealous boy

CONTENT WARNING: mentions of harm, nsfw, petnames

A/N: drabbles // headcannons | nsfw at the end.

- i’ve said this once and i’ll say it again. iso is a yandere type of lover. he gets jealous, VERY easily. although, instead of talking it out, he’s one to do something.

- one time, phoenix was jokingly flirting with you before you and iso were dating and that ended up with a few cuts in phoenix’s favourite jacket.

- luckily for him he never got caught, although whenever phoenix gets too close for iso’s liking, he gives him a cold glare.

- jealous!iso is one to get angry easily, especially when you don’t understand that someone is flirting with you.

- doesn’t bring it up but will probably bring it up during sex // punishment sex or degrading.

- jealous!iso isn’t one to speak up but will intervene if someone is getting to close or needs to be put in their place.

- that could be: walking up to you and wrapping his arm around your waist and standing there, glares to the person, random kisses.

- iso’s not really a pda type person but all of that changes as soon as he gets jealous.

- one time had almost killed yoru because he wouldn’t stop wrapping his arm around you in a friendly way.

- possessive as fuck as well, will whisper in your ear about how yours his only.

— NSFW.

“fuck..!! fuck..!! yuyu s-slow down..” you whine out as his cock enters you at a rapid pace, your legs weakening as he goes faster and faster.

“..fuck.. can’t precious.. since you wanna be so oblivious.. you like getting other people’s attention..hm?” he teases as he pumps in and out faster, making you moan out.

“n-no y-yuyu im sorry..!! p-please!! t’much..!!”

“you should’ve thought of that before being so clueless to yoru..” he groaned out as he feel you get closer to your limit. he smirks, pulling out before you can cum. making you whine out.

“..i was so close.. y-yuyu please..”

“..beg and tell me who you belong to.. go on.”

[sovasleepy]

some things never change

[ iso x gn!reader ] - when iso sees the omega version of you, he lets himself take pity on you. his soft spot for you ends up being his downfall, leaving you to pick up the pieces for him.

tags: hurt/comfort, descriptions of blood and wounds, iso gets hurt, fluffy tho i promise, mild swearing, mentions of pain meds

notes: requested by anon i’m so sorry this took so long, but i hope you enjoy! it was super fun to write

lurking with a sniper wasn’t something iso was about to pride himself on, but he was doing it anyway.

the omega-earth agents knew he had a sniper, knew he would be perched in some high-up place, knew he would be watching an angle. so that’s why he wasn’t. he had wandered away from any obvious post he should be watching, opting instead to watch some ridiculous corner. it would catch them off-guard, he hoped.

“dammit— careful in kitchen, iso. lit up your twin good but he didn’t fall. last seen headed towards you.” brimstone’s voice came over the intercom.

“got it.” iso spoke back into his ear piece, voice a whisper.

the area they landed was code named icebox — the name was fit for the cold, snow-ridden biome. however, iso wasn’t outside right now. no, he was tucked into a corner down a hallway, scope of his sniper trained inside of a room that looked like it once served as a kitchen.

true to brim’s word, iso watched as his omega version stumbled in from the outside. limping, he held a hand over his side, blood coating the white material of his jacket. his finger was deadly close to squeezing the trigger when he heard your voice. almost your voice, anyway.

the voice sounded so dangerously close to your own, but it was foreign enough for him to know better. your omega version stumbled in behind him, his name falling off your tongue in a stage whisper.

maybe it was the cold environment. maybe it was the cold biting through his clothes, gnawing at him from the outside, the biting wind that had chapped his skin earlier, that was making it so damn hard for him to pull the trigger right now.

it had to be. it had to be, because if not, it was the way you held him. it was that desperate, shaking need in your voice as you begged omega-earth iso to stay with you. it was that pained look on your face as you held your hand to the wound on omega-iso’s side. it was the blood dripping over the ring on your hand, coloring the metal crimson.

the ring looked scarily accurate to his own.

he had gotten you matching rings for an anniversary a while back. it got in the way of working some times, but he would never admit that to you. you always looked so damn happy when he wore it, and he liked the feeling of having some part of you with him, so he wasn’t about to take it off.

he took a deep breath. he had to pull that trigger. he had to — it wasn’t his you. he knows how he would feel if the tables were turned, but he can’t help it, it’s his job.

before he can pull the trigger, a different loud crack echos through his ears. it takes him a few moments to register the burning hot pain throughout his body, but he’s passed out as soon as he does anyway.

he’s not quite sure how long it’s been when he wakes up again. to him, it felt almost as fast as blinking. he was there, and then everything was black. the first thing he can consciously recognize is your voice, shaky and cracking and clearly distressed, but it sounds almost like an echo, as though it was far away or he was underwater.

the next thing he can recognize is the feeling in his body. scratchy… sheets, maybe? he isn’t entirely sure. he’s trying to open his eyes, but it’s not quite working. the feeling has returned to his body, but the ability to control it hasn’t.

finally, the panic courses through him, and everything comes back all at once.

his eyes snap open and his hands move to the sides of the bed, sitting up. it’s in vain, apparently, as another jolt of pain shoots through his shoulder. he seethes and falls back against the bed.

his eyes snap open again though. almost on instinct, his gaze falls to your face. you look so worried, so concerned. your hands have blood on them and the once flawless ring has the crimson liquid now dried to it. still, you smile softly at him.

“hey…” your voice is quiet and still shaky, but there’s a level of comfort to it that iso can’t quite place. “you’re doing alright. do you remember what happened?”

iso swallows thickly before before giving a shaky almost-laugh. “i imagine i got hit.”

“yeah, that’s pretty accurate.” you reply. worry and sympathy is written clear across your expression. “uhm… look, you’re gonna be fine, but you’ve gotta be on bed rest for a little while.”

iso nods. “yeah… yeah i figured.”

there’s a short period of silence before you finally move. you turn toward the nightstand, where a bottle of water and a small container of pain pills sit. you open the pain pills first, dumping a few of them into your palm and holding your hand out. iso takes them from you.

you uncap the water bottle next. you wait as iso puts the pills in his mouth before you hold the water bottle up to his lips, letting him wash the medication down. you pull the bottle away, capping it again and setting it on the nightstand.

he clears his throat. “i could’ve- i could’ve done that myself, y’know.”

you smile softly at him as he speaks. he could’ve, you know he could’ve. “but you didn’t.”

a small smirk pulls at the corners of his lips. he doesn’t protest anymore, though, and lays his head back down against the pillow. his eyes slip closed for a moment, sleep already calling him again, but he forces himself awake. his body is tired, so so tired.

“you need to rest.” your voice cuts through the painful throb in the back of his head.

his eyes flick over to you. that worried look in your eyes is so, so close to the one that your omega version was giving the omega version of himself. he supposes it makes sense, the scenarios aren’t all that different.

“i know,” he finally responds. he’s uniquely aware of the scratch in his voice. “just… don’t want to quite yet.”

you hum thoughtfully as you move around the room. he’s not sure what you’re doing, but he couldn’t be bothered to sit up and check. a few moments later, you pad back over to his bedside.

“ok, well i need to change your bandages anyway,” your voice is soft still, but he doesn’t miss the worry in it.

“yeah, yeah…” he winces again as he moves to sit up. the pain is still in his shoulder, though he guesses he shouldn’t have assumed the pain meds would work so fast.

you take a deep breath before you move to unwrap the bandages against his shoulder. he doesn’t look down at it quite yet, but he can tell by the way your brows pin that he doesn’t look too good. his muscles are tense and he’s gripping the bed sheet a lot tighter than he’s even consciously aware of.

his breath hitches in his throat as you work, resisting the urge to pull away or tell you to stop. he knows that’s not really an option. he swallow thickly and takes a few more shaking breaths, before you smooth down the last of the bandages. you press a gentle kiss to the top of them when you’re done.

“how’s it look?” he asks as he lays down into the bed again.

you move to comb your hand through his hair almost subconsciously. “looks like a bullet wound.”

he gives you a noise somewhere between a laugh and a scoff. “i figured that much, smartass.” he replies, but his tone is playful.

“it looks fine. not great, obviously, but you’ll be fine.”

he nods, seemingly satisfied with your answer this time. he lays his head back against the pillow, and finally lets his eyes slipped closed again. you didn’t seem as distressed anymore, and he could let himself sleep with that knowledge.

[jaiden-zhou]

(1) casual iso <3

contents: headcanons, reader is a uniqlo employee for plot purposes

not a writer but,, iso is so.. sigh, imagine this reserved uniqlo wearing hitman acting like an absolute puppy for you. yeah this is self indulgent and yeah maybe its based off of my experiences but hey, content.. its long.. i.. the things this man does to me

part 2, part 3

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iso whose closet is practically all uniqlo apparel, from core basics to limited exclusive collabs, anything else is like expensive tech wear/street style clothes, he likes his quality

iso who always grabs heavy oolong milk tea with tapioca pearls, a classic predictable drink (his friends call him basic for it, but he doesn't mind), every afternoon he gets the chance to

iso who ends up being an employee there with how much he visits, the owners are a chinese elderly couple who like gossiping with him in mandarin (he has fun listening to their stories and such)

iso who likes having music playing of his own whether it be from his headphones or speakers, even at work his music is playing loud enough for only him to hear from his headset hanging around his neck

iso who works evening shifts part-time and gains a lot of eyes from admirers where he gets at least three numbers given to him a month like "you're really cute, text me <3 (XXX) XXX-XXXX"

iso who's never interested, none of them catch his eyes like how he catches theirs, and ends up tossing whatever number scribbled onto a receipt away

iso who goes to uniqlo on his day off for a collaboration launch consisting of outerwear jackets and trousers that match his style only to not find his size on the racks

iso who takes his time trying to comb through the racks, desperate to find it on his own and take it with him before giving up, pulling down his headphones, and reluctantly asking you

iso who, at a reasonable distance, looks over your shoulder as you look up the product listing with the desired size and color, hearing faint rap music playing through his headphones slung around his neck, finding that there should be three units left and listens in quietly when you radio your coworkers if there are any in the back before going to look for yourself

iso who waits patiently at the same spot for quite a while before you go jogging up to him with the jacket he has been wanting, the plastic and paper still wrapping it up signaling that it has been unprocessed and untouched

iso who still is patient with you with an expectant look, not the impatient kind, it's the anticipating excitement kind, as you're still a little out of breath from running around finding the item for him unwrapping and removing all the excess packaging and giving it to him with both hands, garbage tucked at your arm

iso who looks at your earnest expression, sweet eyes, and genuine smile and feels his breath hitch before taking the coat and doing a little head bow while muttering a quiet 'thanks'

iso who leaves an anonymous compliment to you, conveying his gratitude for going out of your way to find him a limited quantity jacket and sub-consciously thinks of your cute expression of when you gave it to him every time he throws it on

iso who was asked to pick up a morning shift, no one else could and so he decided to just wake up early enough and suck it up but boy does he not regret it

iso who opens up the shop for the first time ever and lo-and-behold, you waltz in as the first customer and immediately he recognizes you, and apparently so do the owners

iso who listens quietly as, whom he likes to call granny, greets you with a warm voice asking if you're ready to go to work

iso who once again patiently waits for you to walk up and order, finding out that you're also a regular here, always grabbing a drink before your long shift at the japanese clothing store he met you in

iso who's still a little quiet, shy even, when you greet him noting that you recognize him from a while ago, your friendly exterior giving him a fuzzy comforting feeling inside

iso who after making your drink, bids you goodbye and continues on (not before asking to switch to morning shifts.. for some reason hehe)

iso who starts seeing you most mornings before you work and then with some time, working up the courage (it was very hard, he was very nervous you just didn't see it) to ask you for your number, nothing romantic just being friendly, right?

iso who starts getting a little closer to you, learning what day and times you work, your hobbies, your favorite things, the music you listen to <3

iso who sometimes drops by your workplace to give you a drink or some food and simple yet subtly sweet encouragement that always seems to lift your spirits to push through the day

iso who even starts to see you near or at the end of your shift to take you home, you've worked long enough, and it's dark out.. :(

iso who likes to ensure your safety by accompanying you home, his friends like to say (tease) that it gives him an excuse to see you more. it's dangerous out at night, what are they talking about? nonsense. (denial is a river in egypt)

iso who as time goes by, slowly craves your presence a little more than he'd like to admit, you're always on his mind and he often flusters himself with his thoughts of you, his cheeks donning a light-pink blush. maybe his friends are onto something.. ugh

yeah i'm definitely writing more iso content hehe

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"don't have to take me home every time, zhao yuuuu." you whined next to him. "i've done it before and i can do it again."

you only get a short scoff in return, iso's hands stuffed into the pockets of his jacket.

"it's dark, you're more at risk when you're alone." iso states matter-of-fact. his headphones at his neck with no music playing. "you know this too, so you shouldn't be complaining."

"yeah but," you pause for a moment. "i don't want you to have to make the trip each time to pick me up.."

iso takes in your dejected tone, his eyes soften.

"and i don't want you being in potential danger where i could've been there to deter it." iso chides softly. "please, for my peace of mind.."

"whatever you say," you comply, your shoulder bumping into him jokingly as you share a quiet laugh. "thanks, yu. it means a lot."

"always," he replies, a certain warmth sets in when he hears you say his nickname.

[f6bron]

delicate who?

pairing : badboy!iso x soft!gn!reader

notes : established relationship (this is after they started dating), bad boy x sunshine trope, fluff fluff fluff >.<

Iso arrived at the front of your house, being extra mindful not to rev his bike too much. The last thing he needed was for your parents to come out and give him grief. Not that he minded particularly, but he had to be on his best behaviour in front of his future in-laws. 

After all, he wanted to make a good impression. 

He put up his helmet visor, still sitting on his bike, and texted you.

Yuyu 🐼 : I'm waiting outside, sweetheart.

Five minutes later...

Yuyu 🐼 : Babe?

Y/N: I'm still choosing which shoes to wear!!!

Iso chuckled to himself, shaking his head. What would you do without him, huh? 

Without a second thought, he removed his helmet, setting it down carefully on the seat. He then walked up to your front porch, the wooden steps creaking slightly under his heavy combat boots. Just as he was about to knock on the door, it swung open, revealing the ever-adorable you, perched in front of him with an excited grin.

“Yuyu!” you squealed, throwing your arms around him in a tight hug. The faint smell of cigarette smoke still clung to his leather jacket, mixing with the scent of your floral perfume. It was a comforting and familiar combination.

You stepped back, biting your lip as you gestured to your feet. “I don’t know what shoes to wear…”

“And that’s why I’m here to save the day, baby,” Iso said, giving your cheek a light pinch, causing you to let out a tiny squeak.

He stepped into the hallway, his eyes scanning through the assortment of shoes lined up by the door. After a moment of consideration, he picked out a pair of white sneakers. “These suit your outfit best. Plus, we don’t want your feet to hurt tonight, do we?” He knelt in front of you, gently guiding your foot into the shoe.

You shook your head, watching as he tied the laces with practised ease. You giggled softly when he gently patted your thighs. “Alright, let’s get going.”

“Did you bring my helmet?” you asked, looking up at him with wide eyes.

“Of course, the one with cat ears on em’,” he replied with a smile, retrieving the helmet from his bike.

Arrived at the club

Iso's palm, which was resting on the small of your back, moved to grip your waist instinctively as you both entered the crowded and noisy venue. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, perfume, and alcohol. The music pulsed through the room, a steady thump-thump-thump that you could feel in your bones. Iso led you further into the club, your eyes darting around as you tried to spot familiar faces. Knowing it was your first time at a club, he wanted to ensure you were comfortable and happy. But as he leaned in to take a closer look at your face, he realised he might not need to worry so much.

You looked up at him, eyes wide and doe-like. “What?”

“Nothing,” Iso said, trying to hold in his chuckle. “You look beautiful tonight. Beautiful as ever.”

You blushed, a rosy hue spreading across your cheeks, which earned a soft smile from him. Then, you heard a familiar voice.

“It’s about time!”

Iso perked up, recognizing the happy voice of Gekko, who was walking towards you both.

“Gekko!” you squealed, quickly moving to hug the taller guy. The embrace was warm and filled with the excitement of friends reuniting.

“Hey, sweets! Looking pretty as always,” Gekko said, dismissing Iso’s playful touch on your hair. “Everyone’s been waiting for y’all. Come on.”

Iso nodded, placing his hand back on the small of your back as Gekko led you to the rest of your friends. The crowd parted slightly, giving way to your group of friends huddled around a tall table.

“You hungry?” Iso asked, his voice barely audible over the din of the club.

You shook your head, fiddling with your purse. “I’m thirsty, though…”

Iso let out a tiny chuckle. “The party hasn’t even started, and you’re already thirsty?”

“I-It’s hot in here! You can’t blame me…” You stomped your foot lightly, pouting up at him. Your actions made Iso chuckle, his chest vibrating with the sound.

Iso left you with his friends whilst he went to order your drinks. He navigated the crowded bar with ease, returning a few minutes later with drinks in both hands. He saw your eyes light up at the sight of your favourite drink in his hand. The strawberry milkshake was topped with whipped cream and a cherry, just the way you liked it. 

You settled comfortably on Iso’s lap, your soft hands playing with his hair, while he caught up with his group of friends around the table. They talked and laughed over beers, the camaraderie evident in their easy banter.

One of his friends voiced out, “You won big, Iso.” discreetly mentioning you.

“Yeah, didn’t expect you to soften up like this because you know… you’ve always been, rough.”

“Heh, wouldn’t be surprised if this dude ends up with flowers around him.”

Iso rolled his eyes, tightening his arms around you, seemingly annoyed with his friends’ remarks as they bursted into laughter. 

“Shut the fuck up…”

Suddenly, you started squirming on his lap, discomfort etched on your face. The loud noise and the overwhelming crowd were starting to get to you. Iso noticed immediately, his protective instincts kicking in.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Iso asked, his voice gentle and concerned, leaning in closer to hear you over the din of the club.

“S’ loud… hurting my ears…” you mumbled, leaning into him for solace.

Iso knew he couldn’t let you stay uncomfortable any longer. He leaned back, his hand coming up to fix the hair that had fallen over your face. Iso knew he shouldn’t have brought you here; you’ve always hated loud noises and big crowds. But, sighing, he realised you were too stubborn, and Iso just couldn’t say no when it came to you. 

Whatever his sweetheart wanted, he made sure to provide.

“Can I go, pleaseeeeeee can I can I?” you had pleaded, 

“Y/N, for the last time—” Iso had started, frustration evident in his voice. But then you looked up at him with those wide, pleading doe eyes, and his resolve crumbled.

“Alright, alright. But, you gotta stay with me at all times, okay?” he had relented, his voice softening as you cupped his face, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.

“Thanks, Yuyu ~!”

“Wanna get out of here?” he asked, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your back.

You shook your head in response, tightening your arms around his waist. “I wanna be with you…”

“Hey, hey, shh… I’ll always be with you, okay? Whatever you want, baby,” he reassured you, his lips brushing against your temple.

You didn’t respond, instead tightening your embrace, your face buried in his chest.

“Alright, how about we leave this party and go home? We can cuddle, watch your favourite movies, or… whatever you want. I’ll stay over at your house tonight.” He murmured into your ear, his calloused hands rubbing your back for comfort.

Your face lit up. “Really? Don’t you have work tomorrow—”

“It’s no big deal, yeah? Don’t worry your pretty little head about it,” he assured you, his smile warm and genuine.

Iso knew he'd get an earful from his boss for coming in late tomorrow, but it is not as bad compared to the thought of leaving you at home with tearful eyes while hugging his leg, pleading him to stay,

Trust me, this is not the first time. He could handle it.

Iso nodded as an assurance, which earned small kisses all over his face from you. He chuckled, relieved that he could put a smile on your face. When both of you left, his friends couldn’t believe their eyes.

“Told you, man, he’s whipped as hell. That dude is far gone!” one of them remarked, shaking his head in disbelief.

While waiting for Iso to put on your helmet outside, you asked, “Yuyu?”

“Yeah?” he responded, looking at you with those soft eyes that made your heart flutter.

“Can we get, um… ice cream on the way back?” you asked, your voice hopeful and sweet.

“Of course, I’ll take you to your favourite place. How about that?” he replied, a smile spreading across his face.

You nodded excitedly, your eyes sparkling as he securely fastened the helmet on your head.

(A/N): badboy!iso is my muse and i will die on this hill...

delicate lilac. | masterlist.

[kazvha]

MORE ISO HEADCANONS

• He knows where the best clubs are in the city: Awesome music. Impeccable vibes. If you like partying, he'd be happy to take you with him

• He knows where the best spots are in general. Just ask him something and he knows where to go. It can be clubs, foods, shops, places to chill, places with great scenery, etc.

• Iso's someone who lets his actions speak for him. He doesn't say much, and some may think that it's rude, but the people who are close to him know that he usually has no ill intentions

• You often do that thing where you're holding hands and your hands are in the pocket of his jacket

• When it's raining, you're walking together under his navy-colored umbrella. And Iso's leaning the umbrella more to your side so that your shoulder doesn't get wet

• If you're pushing the umbrella back because you also don't want him to get wet, it turns into a whole game of pushing the umbrella back and forth😩 In the end, the umbrella slips out of your hands and both of you get drenched in the rain

• He'd like to introduce you to his grandma one day, he's sure she'll like you bc I mean, you already succeeded in winning his affection

• When you're bored, you brush his bangs up and kiss his forehead. He'll let you braid his bangs and put hair clips in them too

• Pretty sure he has lilacs in a modern-looking vase in his room

• The first flowers he gifted you were also lilacs. If you only knew that in flower language lilacs mean 'first time feeling love for someone'... (ughh i love him so muchhh😭)

• You could stare for hours into his lilac-colored irises and their pattern, they're mesmerizing. There was a time in which Iso was insecure about his eyes, but he didn't show it. Your constant amazement made him appreciate his eyes a bit more

[brights-place]

Valorant Agent Headcannons

Pairings: None <33

Warnings: Fluff, Sillies, Headcannons,

A/N: My friend and I were rambling and writing stupid headcannons after playing a comp match so here we are \(･◡･)/

-Yoru is double jointed -Sage is heavily questioning her sexuality

-Omen is heavily questioning his mental insanity -Phoenix has a sneaker collection -Raze and KJ wake everyone up with there bots

-Chamber when he gets mad he starts speaking french sassily -Kay/0 has a file that's filled with comfort shows for the agents -Kay/0 knows how to make pancakes and makes them for everyone -Skye drags every new agent into a run in the morning -Omen once made every agent a knitted sweater for christmas… Ugly sweaters for life <33 -Breach makes good swedish sweets for everyone -Wingman would make beaded bracelets to agents he likes -Gekko bought a bead set for wingman so he could make more bracelets -When Kay/0 feels petty at an agent he will translate their mother tongue into english for the others to hear ESPECIALLY when someone talks shit (reyna) -Neon knows how to play Bass -All the young agents have tried to make a band together -Sage likes to gossip with Iso over tea and boba -When Clove’s pissed they make fanfics of the other agents >:D -Fade plays with her haunts like yarn (CANNON) -Astra collects seashells for Harbor -Sova has once had a snow globe obsession. He would bring them back to show his grandmother and place it on a shelf -Gekko has called older agents slang names -Viper is obviously a coffee woman and Reyna is a tea woman -Jett has tried to make Skyes birds move faster SHE WAS NOT HAPPY -Deadlock & Sova sometimes have a snowman building contest -KJ likes anime but also phoenix who hides it -Yoru and KJ know phoenix like anime Yoru found out by seeing Phoenix dance to anime songs -Yoru would bring back trinkets for them but denies he thought about them (LIAR)

-Reyna wants to take up crocheting

-Astra is really good at the drums

-Gekko has gotten curious on how his little friends taste he made a list

-Deadlock braids hair, and helps breach braid his

-Iso is really good at cooking and cooks with Jett in his spare time.

-Similarly, Jett and Iso have cook offs and get the other agents to vote

-Clove sneakily puts pride flag toothpicks in everyone's food

-Raze sneaks love letters in everyones lockersand watches with breach and laughs

-Harbour has a bath bomb addiction and collects them like an insane person

-Brimstone has reading glasses

-Cypher gets gifts from everyone on fathers day and also mothers day

-Kj likes making forts

-Chamber corrects the waiters pronunciation at french restaurants

-Reyna plays basketball with Gekko and helps him aim

-Phoenix is trying to learn how to sew so he can make better jackets due to Jett trying to take them

-Clove has an etsy and the only people that buy are breach and gekko

-Neon VS Gekko in any sports (NEON WINS PINOY PRIDE MFS) -Deadlock is scared of dogs

-When Neon gets sick every agent fears for their lives. Her sneezes are BIG (Zoomies) - Neon and Jett get the zoomies if they have energy drinks or coffee -Brim is a BBQ dad he makes good burgers -Imagine Fade looking into Deadlock's nightmares and seeing Cub instead of the bear -Cypher has tinkered with Chamber,Raze, and KJ’s is tech for funsies -Cypher will use people’s fetishes against them -Sova wears one of omens knitted scarves when he goes hunting -Omen gets overwhelmed by crowds sometimes so he likes to hide somewhere quietly -Jett would GRIND on Wuthering Waves and Honkai Star Rail

-Sova has different variations of prosthetic eyes and sometimes he gets gifted weirder or cooler looking ones for fun -Sova as a party trick has taken his prosthetic eye out and some younger agents who haven’t known scream like a banshee -Phoenix is a mama’s boy (I BELIEVE HE HAS TWO MUMS)

-Sage has binged Avatar The Last Airbender many times and takes inspiration from Katara

-Jett has a hidey hole full of other agents' belongings. Yoru’s knives, Phoenix’s shoes, Cyphers hat (sometimes)

-Yoru has tried time travelling, Phoenix jokes about it all the time

-When someone has a bad day, cypher watches over them over the camera to make sure they aren't doing anything bad to themself

-Yoru gives haircuts and is actually good, but he keeps yapping while using his different knives

-Gekko sings creep by radiohead in the shower when he's sad and Neon films from outside the door and jokes about it

-Omen gets too much candy due to being treated as a trick or treater

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Hey how's it going? You could do Brim, Harbor, Chamber, Iso , Yoru and Phoenix with male cat radiant (can be with gn) And I saw the first one you made and I loved it.

Agents With Male Cat Radiant

Words: 720

Old man and the cat he didn’t want (Absolutely loves and want’s you.)

Kinda over-buys toys, scratching posts and beds. (There are so many things in every room of the base.)

Speaking of, he’ll sit at his desk for hours using a laser pointer for you.

Keeps all the bells and louder toys away from his office and bedroom, letting you annoy the other agents with those.

His pet names aren’t that bad really; Handsome, Tiger (Or any big cat) and hairball. (When he’s annoyed with you.)

Keeps you away from his paperwork and anything else important in the office.

Has a folder full of you doing practically everything, which are filmed how you expect them to be. (Ranging from you just existing to you messing around with some toys.)

Isn’t the best at petting you, it’s rough but also gentle in a way. (He does get better though, don’t worry.)

This guy holds you in every way imaginable. (Holding you under your arms, in his arms etc.)

Another one to buy too many things, he’ll try to clean them up but ultimately you’ll just do it again.

Doesn’t have too many pet names, but has some; बिल्ली का बच्चा (Kitten), Ball of energy.

He just melts whenever he hears you purr.

You better hope you can handle baths, otherwise he’ll make it easy on the both of you and drops a ton of water on you. (Feels bad after and will coddle you.)

Also doesn’t care if you take up all the space on his bed, but if he’s that tired he’ll move you onto his chest.

While he loves you, please just stay away from his clothes. (Has a specific pair that he’s willing to get covered in your hair/fur.)

Chaton, boule de poils, beau gosse.

He still enjoys teasing you about anything; “You’ve made quite a mess, Chaton.” While actively using a lazer pointer to make you cause more chaos.

Only pays for the best items for you, and will not settle for anything less. (Is willing to get custom made ones.)

Tries to keep you away from the smaller parts of hiss guns, doesn’t want you to get hurt or lose something.

Commissions a collar for you? (Jk jk, unless?)

He’s not joking, buys the highest quality (But comfortable) one he can get.

Won't buy any toys / entertainment, but will lend you the money if you want anything.

亲爱的 (dear), 成套设备 (kit)

Can sit there for hours squishing your hand / paw beans, even messing with your claws.

If you have hair / fur, he’ll sit there and mess with it. Ruffle it, smooth it out, trys to braid some part of it.

Sometimes you’re not sure who’s the actual cat here, sure you are actually one, but he sure acts like it.

If you’re asleep on his bed / in his room, he’ll work around you, especially if you returned from a mission.

Makes sure you’re rarely hungry, leaves your favourite food in the pantry, and takes you out whenever.

Secret cat lover (Rather cats over dogs any day.)

Can sit for hours either watching or teasing you with anything he can get his hands on. (With his abilities there's a lot he can get.)

ベイブ (babe), ベイビー (baby), overgrown hairball

Is always down to play fight with you, scowling at the scratches you leave. (Isn’t that made though.)

Such an asshole as he uses his abilities to (lightly) tug on your tail, ears or hair then disappear.

Will wake you up if you’re in his way on his bed, isn’t afraid too.

Quietly jokes about getting you matching accessories, and he doesn’t mean gloves. (For you at least.)

He is so in love!!

Will spend all his money on anything and everything for you.

He’ll unironically take you to some cat cafes too, and I quote, ‘Go visit your fam!’

While he absolutely loves you, please stay away from his jackets, he doesn’t want any scratches on them.

Same goes for his shoes, but he’s def willing to buy more. (Gets matching pairs while he’s at it.)

God, some of his pet names are so cringy, but he’ll never stop; Kitten/kitty, baby, beautiful.

Tries to be nice about it but will kinda push you off if your claws dig into him, doesn’t enjoy the pain.

[caramel1mochi]

One Hazy Winter [Iso x F! Reader] [1]

[ Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 ]

Genre: Angst, fluff ‎ 

TW: Depression and implied suicidal thoughts (I swear it’s not all sad haha) ‎ ‎ 

Words: 4k ‎ 

Synopsis: One winter before his disappearance, you told your boyfriend Yu about a question you’ve had for so long; one even he could hardly respond to. It took many more hopeless winters for you to finally have your answer. ‎ ‎ 

NOTES: 'Tis the season! Ha, I rushed to get this out before Christmas was over. Christmas is still going, right? Happy holidays!! ‎  Anyway, this story is HEAVILY reliant on flashbacks and the past in general, so keep that in mind. Have a good read! ‎ ‎

。+❤ฺ·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ· +❤·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ·

Winter, one year ago.

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If there was one thing you loathed with every inch of your being, it would be the winter season. It was a season that was associated with only despair and heavily encouraged death. Both physically and mentally. The death of plants, the death of animals, the death of people, just death in general.

And you hated it. You hated the overwhelming feeling of melancholy that would loom over you whenever snow would fall.

Your arms rested on the ice cold metal railing that overlooked a mystifying lake, one that had gotten frozen over the past week. The thick sleeves of your hoodie blocked the freezing temperatures like dutiful guards surrounding a castle. This comfort, however, felt like a miniscule droplet in the ocean of despondency you felt.

A tired sigh escaped you. And like a furious dragon, a vapour of pure white billowed from your lips.

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“Disgusting.”

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You muttered under your breath whilst you looked at the ice. In the distance, you heard something crack, and it took you only a few seconds to spot where it was on the icy surface of the lake.

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“Look on the bright side, at least.”

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Yu, your boyfriend, piped up from your right. He rested on the railing just as you did, with his jacket protecting him. But his upright posture and bright purple eyes conveyed something you didn’t: joy.

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“Like what?”

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“Look around you, observe the snow.”

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He pointed to the blankets of snow that surrounded the forest around the bridge, each snowflake collectively gathered to envelop every tree your eyes laid on. Like a mother huddled with her children on a cold night. To him, the landscape looked like a stunning painting, one meticulously slaved over by an artist who desired perfection over all else.

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“Isn’t it breathtaking?”

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Maybe to him. But to you? All you saw were dead trees, shells of the beautiful bearers of fruit and life they once were. That wasn’t to mention the corpses of animals buried under the feet of snow he was so enamoured by.

You rested your head on your arms in silence.

 ‎ 

“It’s winter.”

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Two words. Curt, but enough to summarise the maelstrom of thoughts that roamed your mind.

And it’s not like he didn’t know, either. He did, which was why, despite his optimism, he also started dreading this season once you both started dating nearly five winters ago. Yu placed one hand on your shoulder, the wooden planks under him loudly creaking as he stepped closer to you. Then, he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer, the warmth from his body counteracting the one from the railings.

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“I understand.”

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For a moment, that was all he could say.

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“But… Y/N, you shouldn’t think about them every single day.”

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You shut your eyes and took in a deep, slow breath, allowing the cold air to be warmed on the way to your lungs.

As much as he denied it, and as stiff as his face was, Yu was incredibly expressive. Whenever he’d try to conceal how he felt, his body language simply betrayed him at every turn. He meant well, both of you knew that. Especially you. But Yu wasn’t exactly the best when it came to dealing with things like… this.

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“It’s difficult to get over them, Yu. It feels impossible.”

 ‎ 

Since Yu’s hands were gloved the whole way here, the slightly cold temperature of it didn’t bother you as much once his fingers intertwined with yours. Add on to the fact your hands were in your pockets, the warmth immediately cooled him down as he began gently outlining the lines on your palm with his thumb.

You lost your parents in one hazy winter. And every one after that would be a depressing reminder of that fact.

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“Every winter, I ask myself why I should keep going.”

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He paused.

 ‎ 

“What’s waiting for us at the end? Some silly award for putting up with this?”

 ‎ 

“Don’t say that. There’s more to life than baseless questions like that.”

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The white tint of the snow was bright. So bright, it began piercing your eyes, and you were forced to close them for a hint of relief.

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“What do you think?”

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You flipped the question on him, your words cutting through his benevolence like acid through a rotting cadaver.

Silence settled for a moment. Between it and the blankets of snow that surrounded you, you could hear Yu’s very pulse echo with each passing second. That, and how his lips parted. But for a moment, no words left his mouth, and he stayed quiet.

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“I… I don’t know.” He turned away. “I’m sorry. I don’t think about things like this.”

 ‎ 

It figures, you thought. Nevertheless, he began outlining the lines on your palm all over again, and the sound of the shuffling in your pocket as he did this started to stick out to you.

A few rapid clicks caught your attention. And once you lifted your head, you noticed a peculiar sight.

A bird had landed on the lake’s icy surface. Though it was a few dozen feet away from you, somehow, It felt as if all the sound waves were channelled in one direction just to reach you, and you could see it with clarity that would rival a telescope. With each step, you heard a loud click. And each time it pecked at the ice under it, you heard a little pick that accompanied it.

You wanted to ask why there was a bird here. Around this time, they’d usually disappear and leave the grey sky more dreary and lifeless than it ever could be. So… why?

You diligently watched it stretch its stunning wings, shades of blue reflecting off of the sunlight and complementing each other. Somehow, it spawned various new shades on its wings. Like ballet dancers, the colours played off each other's movements gracefully.

You lifted a hand and pointed at the bird.

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“It looks just like you.”

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Yu stopped to get a glance at what you were looking at. Then, he chuckled.

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“You think every bird looks like me, Y/N.”

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“I...”

 ‎ 

Your words were interrupted once the bird’s feathers reached outwards. For a moment, it puffed and formed a fluffy ball of white, blue and black, before it rapidly shook its head and relaxed all over again.

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“There. Did you see that?”

 ‎ 

“See what?”

 ‎ 

“It puffed up.” You met his gaze. “It looked just like you whenever you’d wake up.”

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Even on the hottest days of summer, Yu would have at least three blankets wrapped around him whilst he slept. That wasn’t to mention how messy his hair would be whenever you had the pleasure of catching him in this way. Yu grinned, pulling you closer as you both watched the bird for a few seconds.

A few short-lived seconds, until it flew away and disappeared into the clouds, cutting the enjoyable moment short.

But before melancholy would dare set in once more, Yu immediately turned to meet your gaze, his purple eyes glimmering under the bright winter sky. Just like the bird’s wings, the colours mixed with each other in a captivating manner.

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“How about we go home and watch a movie? I’ll even make you hot chocolate. What do you say?”

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“Movie?”

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A moment of silence settled.

But just as Yu thought he failed in his endeavour to cheer you up, all of his doubts evaporate once he saw a smile form. The sensation of such a move, though weak, still felt foreign to your face.

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“Can we take the movie out of the equation?” 

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…

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“Definitely.” 

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Before another word could be uttered, he suddenly pulled you much closer, trapping you in a warm embrace. And you couldn’t help but grin at such an unexpected yet sweet move.

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“Yu, we’re in public.”

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“You don’t know how much I missed your smile, Y/N.”

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“Be reasonable. It couldn’t have been that long.”

‎ 

You said, your words muffled as he had your face pressed up against the inside of his jacket. Your arms were wrapped around him to allow the heat to pass on over to you.

‎ 

“It has.” He muttered. “Longer than you think.”

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The pleasant fragrance of lemons entered your nostrils. Familiar, especially since it was the only type of musk Yu ever sought after. Other than yours, of course.

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❤ฺ·。

Winter, present day.

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You hadn’t seen or spoken to Yu once the week after that conversation. He didn’t answer his phone, and, like you, none of his acquaintances knew where he went. Even with the police alerted, he was still legally considered missing.

On your way to work that dreadful morning, you’ve had your eyes stuck on your phone the whole time you walked down that repetitive path. You were calling Yu for the umpteenth time in hopes that he’d miraculously answer. But just as expected, your call was sent to voicemail again.

He was gone.

And you didn’t shed a tear. Not that you didn’t care, quite the contrary, in fact. You lost a ton of people. He was just another added to the list.

With a deep sigh, you pocketed your phone and looked up at the sky, a group of clouds concealing its previously blue colour thanks to the season. White and pale, just like bones.

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Your fingers wrapped around the cold golden handle. And with one swift push accompanied by a cheerful ding of the bell above you, you’d entered the café you worked at. The warmth hit you like a slap in the face once you’d fully entered the café. The boring music inside, and not to mention the decor you were borderline sick of seeing every day.

Your boss, Ying, and another one of your co-workers were chatting behind the counter. But your entrance immediately halted the conversation and shifted their attention towards you.

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“There you are! I was getting worried.”

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“Hi.”

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Ying earned a boring greeting from you. Just like every other day. And just as you turned back to the counter, you were suddenly pulled into a tight hug.

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“Y/N, how have you been? Here– would you like me to make you something?”

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She pulled away and held your shoulders in hopes of catching a change in your expression this time, but there was naught.

Ying, despite being your boss, had been treating you like her daughter for the longest time. And with Yu’s disappearance, her treatment was laced with worry and an overwhelming desire to tend to your needs. But every time, she’d earn the same response accompanied by the same vacant look on your face.

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“I’d like to clock in.”

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“Would you like to take the day off instead? Take a moment to catch yourself?”

‎ 

Though you had no circles under your eyes or any other noticeable blotches, she still noted the subtle gaunt look on your face. Pale, lifeless skin, and that wasn’t to mention the dull heaviness in your pitch black irises. A massive contrast to Yu, whose very presence brought life to any location lucky enough to bear his presence.

You shook your head.

A sigh escaped her and her gaze turned to the ground for a moment. Then, an idea popped up.

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“How about some passion fruit juice? We still have some in stock from yesterday.”

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Ying said with that kind smile as she looked back up at you. It almost widened to a full-blown grin once your lids slightly lifted at this random offer. Passion fruit was your favourite. And she remembered, even though you mentioned it offhandedly many winters ago.

You still shook your head.

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“I’m not too fond of the artificial flavour.” You held her wrists and put her hands down. “Thank you, nonetheless.”

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It took you only two seconds to walk away from Ying’s benevolent aura and move behind the counter where the sickening one lay. The very creaks of the floorboards and the ticking of the machines churned your stomach.

‎ ‎ 

“I’m leaving. You need any help in here?”

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Your co-worker exclaimed, earning the same response you gave Ying twice. And with that, he immediately tossed the towel on the counter and walked out, leaving your boss in the awkward position of asking the same question.

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“Y/N?”

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“I’ll be okay.” 

‎ 

Juxtaposed to the loud slam emitted from the door once your co-worker left, as if to announce his departure, for Ying, it was a gentle woosh of the wind, followed by a click once she’d closed the wooden door. You didn’t even realise she left until you lazily glanced at the exit for a moment, then turned to the task at hand.

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You grabbed the towel and began wiping the counters. The hum of the refrigerators around you remained as the only thing that broke the heavy silence that encapsulated the small café.

Everyday was the same routine. Wake up, go to work, go home and wait for sleep. At this point, the only thing amiss today was Ying’s offer to make you passion fruit juice. A delightful offer, but the juice here was artificial sugar. If anyone would know that, it was you.

You jumped once you felt a hand on your shoulder, looking over to see Ying.

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“Oh, Ying, I– I assumed you left.”

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“No, I merely closed the door.”

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Your pupils dilated as you took in her soft features once more. But before you could allow this conversation to blossom, you turned away and continued wiping the counters.

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“Y/N, are you okay?”

‎ 

“What makes you think otherwise?”

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“Every day, you look more and more like a zombie. I… I cannot help but worry every second you’re not with me.”

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With a loud clunk, you set down one of the cups on the marble counter and stared at the wet towel in your hand, its temperature combining with the one around you to freeze your bare hand. But that didn’t matter to you. There was only one thing that caught your eye; its colour.

Purple.

A deep sigh escaped you, but you didn’t dare lift your chin to look at your boss.

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“When are we opening?”

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Ying held herself and watched you continue working.

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“Please, just speak to me. I fear the day you won’t walk through that door, and I feel as though it’s coming very soon.”

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“Enough with the fear mongering. I just don’t want to talk, okay? I don’t even want to look at you.”

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She opened her mouth, but the words were lodged in her throat. Clearly, though those words escaped you without second thought, Ying was still taken by surprise.

You needed to act fast.

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“Everything reminds me of them, Ying. And you remind me of him now. More than ever.”

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“I… I understand. What you’re going through is horrible, nobody deserves to experience anything like this. But, Y/N, please,” she cupped your cheeks in her hands, “I don’t want to lose you, too.”

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You were forced to look up at the tall woman to even meet her gaze. And that, you hated. You hated how her features somewhat matched Yu’s. The more you scrutinised her, the more similarities you found. Their nose, lips, their height, and the way their silky black hair framed their face. Hell, even their soft voices matched.

‎ 

“You haven’t eaten breakfast today, have you?”

‎ 

Her amiable voice suddenly took on an incredibly stern tone, one alien to someone like her. And to say you were caught off-guard would be a massive understatement.

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“Pardon?”

‎ 

“You’re pale. Your blood pressure is low.”

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“Pressure…?”

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You watched Ying immediately pull away and rush towards the fridge, a gust of cold air hitting you like a whip. On another note, it was winter. Why the hell was the fridge still on?

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“Ah, I meant sugar, Your blood sugar. We need to get you something to drink!”

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You eyed the passion fruit juice she took out of the fridge, golden fluid swirling inside in a hypnotising manner. And with a slam of the fridge’s door, its movements grew more rapid and dramatic. Then, you met her gaze with a vacant expression.

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“Ying, I’m fine.”

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"For the love of God, please accept some help and get your sugar back up. Just this once, at least!"

‎ 

She desperately held out the juice for you. And, although you were incredibly reluctant, you gave in and grabbed it from her.

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“Fine, but if I’m going to drink juice, I might as well make it myself.”

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Ying’s eyes bore into yours whilst you twisted the green plastic cap. Then, a particularly contagious smile lifted her pink lips. That statement must’ve evoked something within her.

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“Do you still remember how?”

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“What? Of course I do–”

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“Wonderful! Then I’ll take out everything you need.”

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She lit up and trotted over to a nearby counter, her large black ponytail swaying with each step. Ying immediately bent down and took out a few dusty slick grey boxes from inside, but your eyes were only focused on the dust that fell to the ground with every box she took out.

A mess you’d have to mop up.

Nevertheless, you took a sip and immediately grimaced at the unnatural flavour.

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“I bought a container of passion fruit yesterday, but I was afraid you’d be offended had I asked you to make some again.”

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"Why would I be offended by that?"

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With a huff and a loud thud, she slid out the blender’s box onto the ground. Then, she fixed her posture and grabbed it on both sides, ready to lift it.

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“I did not wish to pressure you into making this again. I understand your circumstances, however…” she lifted the box and set it on the counter, meeting your gaze with a smile, “your products are very addictive!”

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You took another sip in silence and set the drink next to the cash register, before moving to the fridge to take out the container of passion fruit.

‎ 

“Do you need any help with those?”

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You shook your head and took out a spoon and a bowl. It didn’t take long for her to catch on to what you were trying to do, clasping her hands together nervously.

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“Are you going to wash and scoop all those seeds? Alone?”

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“Are there people outside?”

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She glanced at the wooden double doors. If the massive windows on the walls weren’t enough, the doors allowed an even wider view of the sidewalk outside. Thankfully, the snow didn’t obscure much of her vision, either.

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“Ah… No, not quite. This morning is as idle as the others.”

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“Then I’ll do it.”

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She smiled and nodded.

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“I admire your patience.”

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That was all she said before she turned to unbox the blender. Thankfully, she let the silence in the air settle and allowed you to work alone. At this point, the conversation already grew exhausting enough. You couldn’t be bothered to say another word.

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❤ฺ·。

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Winter, three years ago.

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At first, it started out a chivalrous act.

One day, Yu, your co-worker at the time, randomly offered to escort you to and back from work with a peculiarly red set of cheeks. You said yes. Not that you needed the protection. And quite frankly, looking back, it was clearly a thin veiled attempt for him to get close to you; but you still entertained the offer and walked with him. It quickly became a day to day thing.

First, you’d see him by the gates every morning and head to the café.

Afterwards, once you both went back, you’d part ways at said gate. He’d go to the bus to return to his house, and you’d go up to your apartment. But after you started dating, he started sleeping over. Then, he began spending more time in your cramped home instead of his lavish abode.

Then… Well, to say he simply ‘took over’ would be an understatement.

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Once the both of you had arrived at the entrance that would lead to your dwelling, you took off the earbud and handed it back to Yu, promptly pushing the thick door to your apartment open. Back then, whenever you’d enter, the gust of air that enfolded you used to have a… melancholic feel to it. 

Now, it was anything but.

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“Every day you visit, this place looks less and less like the house I live in.”

‎ 

You randomly commented, not bothering to glance at him as you spoke. An audible creak echoed through the small area. Then, with a loud flick, the lights switched open and allowed the comfort of familiarity to finally envelope each of you.

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“How do you mean?”

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“Look around. Look at what you’ve done to my home.”

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You haphazardly gestured around you whilst turning on more lights. And it was only after a moment of confused silence did he finally respond to your comment.

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“I’m not following.”

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You turned around, and both of your eyes bore into each others’. Judging by the blank expression he carried, he truly looked lost. So… you’d show him.

You held his hand and guided him down the entrance hall towards the living room, and pointed at the couch that faced the television mounted on the wall. Just looking at it proved your point, seeing how it was covered with blankets.

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“Two blankets,” you then pointed at the armchair on the corner where another one sat, “three,” the other armchair, “four,” the heaters, “and five.”

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You turned to face him with crossed arms. 

‎ 

“And the three on my bed.”

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By the time you finished pointing everything out, both of you had stopped at the doorway that led to the corridor. He knew by the way you pursed your lips; you definitely weren’t done yet.

You took a deep inhale, finally taking in the air that lingered around you like a lovesick ex.

‎ 

“It smells like the inside of a lemon, as well.”

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Yu smiled politely once you had finalised your sentiment. Sure, your tone was dry, but he wasn’t insulted. In fact, judging by his upright posture, he seemed quite proud of how he unwittingly changed up the place.

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“I... hear you. On another note, it's been three years and I still haven’t gotten to the balcony yet.”

You raised an eyebrow. He just couldn’t be subtle even if his life depended on it.

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“I’m not giving you the keys to the balcony, Yu.”

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“Just a peek?”

‎ 

You turned away and began taking off the heavy jacket you wore, earning a particularly endearing huff from him. The shadows on the ground let you know he crossed his arms and turned his gaze away to the living room. Probably eyeing the blankets on the couch you pointed out just a few minutes ago.

He muttered something under his breath. But before you could ask him what it was, he immediately moved over to the couch. Huh. Your hypothesis was correct.

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Not paying him any mind, you began slipping off your boots and taking off the hair tie that started to give you a headache.

Then, your eyes widened once you heard a distant spray. You immediately turned around.

“Yu, we don’t need anymore–”

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The words were lodged in your throat once you realised he wasn’t spraying the room with his lemon mister again. He wasn’t doing that at all, no. Instead, he was misting the potted plant set in the corner of the living room. Holes lay in the edges of its dull leaves. And thanks to the weak sunlight that bled through the windows, you could see that the soil was dangerously dry, as well.

You stepped up solemnly, watching him mist it.

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“How long has it been since you last watered this?”

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Judging by the curious tone, you knew that he wasn’t mocking you. He just wasn’t as knowledgeable as you were when it came to plants. You nervously clenched your fists and turned your gaze away, eyes landing on the dark vinyl flooring.

‎ 

“I… must have forgotten about it.”

‎ 

Of course you did. It was a miracle you even slipped out of bed every morning, let alone take care of something like this.

A gentle pat on your shoulder snapped you out of your maelstrom of thoughts, and you hesitantly looked up to meet his gentle gaze.

“That’s okay. You were busy.” He chuckled. “It’s probably why the smell of lemons is so strong, right?”

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You playfully flicked his forehead with a vacant expression, before grabbing the mister from his hands and aiming it at the plant. That’s one incentive for you to take care of the plant, that’s for sure. Oh, but you’d never tell him that.

Nevertheless, you continued misting. And spraying water on it felt so… weird.

But also relieving.

[saltyyuuri]

Iso x Fem!Reader

🪻 Perfect pair🪻

words; 5700 ish

Song; Cheekbones, arrows in action(you'll understand why soon enough 😅)

Warnings: mentions of blood, vulgar language

Reader is a radiant, around 25, I'll leave you always surprised to discover the powers. For the sake of the story, Reader is related to Reyna- as a cousin (not that lore heavy but just to not confuse). Once more, the rest you'll have to see ^~^

K bye 😇

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You finally stepped out of the aircraft that was appointed to you for your travel towards Valorant protocol, your black leather boots resonating slightly louder on the metal floor at every step you took. You're wearing quite the simple outfit, black sports leggings that had some white detailing, a black sports bra and a white racer jacket that was unzipped.

Your hair was up in a ponytail, it was swinging just slightly at every step you took. You also had a very neutral expression, almost bored as you made your way out the aircraft. You were briefly guided by a robot, seeming programmed just to make sure no one got lost. Soon enough you were entering a room where the two protocol leaders were waiting for you with some paperwork to finish up.

Viper and Brimstone didn't hold you back too long as they quickly finished up anything that was missing on the paper work, getting your signature a few times to finalize everything. You were going to be a new agent here, and you were strongly recommended by one of their own.

Reyna was actually the one to get you in, one of your cousins that you didn't get to see much considering just how busy she got As Time moved on. She was a full-time agent, ran a radiant sanctuary and was also often tasked with training newer agents- she always had her hands full no matter what. But for the few times she did visit you in the sanctuary; she was definitely proud of any progress you made during your training.

From the moment she took you in, you had an admiration for her-where her slightly terrifying Powers we're going to be used for good- you realized pretty fast that it was something you also wanted to do. Because give or take, your own powers have a twist to them that many people didn't quite like, much like hers.

"Alrighty, the paperwork is all done... Now me and Viper don't have time to give you the tour, but we got another of our agents to do it." Brimstone spoke up as soon as you were done putting down the last signature, cutting off your train of thoughts. You haven't really spoken up yet, but still just giving a simple nod and hum. Almost as if on cue, a fully masked man walked in, wearing a long white coat and a large border hat- not a single inch of skin was showing.

"Greetings, my name is Cypher." Said the masked man as the other two agents took their leave, leaving you between the Moroccans hands. "Hey, I'm (Y-N)." You responded pretty flatly, eyeing him curiously-give or take somebody who fully covered their body like this definitely strikes interest, but at the same time you could easily figure that he probably didn't say much about himself.

But surprisingly, the Moroccan was quite talkative. You had figured he would probably be a little secretive considering his get up- but you weren't complaining, it was definitely making the tour a little more interesting. "And here you have dumb and Dumber- and I'm ready to wager that within the next few minutes one of them is going to cause trouble." Cypher gestured to two agents, a black man wearing a white coat, looking like he was about to get a little fiery. The other was a Japanese man wearing mainly blue clothing and had a Blue streak in his hair, who looks quite arrogant. "I take it the Japanese guy is just adding oil to the fire?" You said, a small chuckle escaping you as you two watched from a slight distance the argument slowly getting worse.

"You're observant; indeed, that's usually how it goes." Cypher said, his mechanical eyes adjusting slightly to look a little surprised and happy. That was definitely another interesting thing-how he got his mechanical eyes to move that way. "The fiery one is Phoenix, the arrogant one is Yoru. They either work very well together... Or it turns to pure chaos. It's always a gamble with those two." He added- and just as he finished his sentence, the fiery one, Phoenix, ended up accidentally lighting Yoru's coat on fire when he was gesturing a little too animatedly throughout the argument.

Cypher simply dragged you out of the room to continue the tour instead of being bothered to intervene-something about the two of them being able to solve it at some point like adults. It was definitely a funny thing to watch- and it also kind of made you wonder just how chaotic this place could get.

Eventually You were approaching the common room, where you could already hear quite a few animated conversations from the end of the hallway you were in. Cypher was going on and on about a few different agents and how they acted-but at one point you kind of tuned him out. Until he mentions your cousin's name at least- because then, as you listen to him talk, you figured you could definitely mess with him.

"Oh and Reyna! I know she's good looking, but beware she's not someone to mess with-" Cypher was saying just as you two were going inside the common room. It was funny to hear him talk about your cousin that way, and the best part is that she was in the common room. You were definitely going to take your opportunity to mess with him slightly.

"Reyna isn't someone to mess with?" You asked him slightly innocently as you walked into the common room. The agents that were there slightly quieted down, mostly from curiosity for the new addition. Of course your cousin spotted you, and she also spotted that look of mischief- so she kept quiet with a small smirk on her face, waiting to see what you were going to do.

So you simply marched your way over to Reyna, not a care in the world as you leaned over to give her a quick hug. She let out a small laugh and gave you a small hug back. "Good to see you, Cariño. I see Cypher is having fun showing you around?"

The very casual interaction definitely took a lot of people by surprise- and the two of you had to hold back a laugh. Of course Reyna wasn't going to get mad at you for a small hug, you were family after all. And honestly seeing everyone looking so surprised and confused was definitely worth it. And this is how you started your little mischief.

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Now a few days in, you finally settled down and set up your dorm perfectly, getting to know most of the agents except the ones that were out on missions and getting used to the new environment. Today you were going to have to go through the mandatory assessments; even though you had done them back at the sanctuary, give or take the protocol had to go through them again just to document everything.

So here you were, in one of the training rooms facing one of the agents you hadn't met yet. He was a tall man, dark hair and lilac eyes, to which you seem to understand his agent name was Iso. He seemed pretty good to keep the stoic face, almost looking bored. Along with him was Sage, she was the one in charge to keep watch over the assessment tests.

The tests in question weren't that hard-essentially you were just going to start with some hand to hand combat, then there's going to be the radiant power usage, and to finalize you were going to go to the gun range to see just how good your aim is.

"So- just want to make sure. I need to use my Powers against him at some point, right?" You asked Sage slightly unsure- you knew how to control your own powers, you just weren't too sure about using them against your own teammates. "Yes and don't worry too much about it, if something goes wrong, I will take care of it."

You took another small moment just to look between Sage and Iso, obviously still slightly hesitant. Iso looks completely unfazed, his arms were crossed as he was just waiting for everything to start. Hell if you didn't know better, you'd assume he's probably bored out of his mind right now. "Alrighty then-... If you say so." You mumbled out as you walked over to the matted area, a small perimeter that was covered in mats to train on hand-to-hand combat.

Iso followed suit, waiting for the signal to start. The two of you got in position, just waiting for Sage to finish setting up. "Assessment training... Begin!" Sage called out finally, and the two of you started immediately.

You were actually the first one to make the move, hopping forward as you prepared to land a few hits. Of course, Iso being a highly trained agent, he was faster than expected and easily blocked your hits. You continue to try to land blows while avoiding his own, taking note of how he would fight. You only took an actual step back the moment he did land a punch, it definitely winded you- yet you kept your stance.

"Alright, start using your radiant powers." Sage called out, giving you the go to finally let lose. That's when your smirk finally grew, breaking your position just slightly. You went back in, going back on trying to land hits on Iso- the initial plan was to try to get as close as possible. Now of course he was holding a pretty steady defense, either dodging your hits or blocking them no matter what. And as you tried to get any closer he would take a step back, which was definitely making this a little more challenging.

You took another step back, it was obvious that the main plan wasn't going to work, so you were just going to hit it with plan b. Before anyone could react, you raised your left arm up to your mouth and just bit it, drawing blood immediately. It definitely confused the two, Iso raised a brow but didn't let his stance drop.

As soon as the taste of blood hit your mouth, you felt a rush go through you. You let your on fall back along your body, your right hand covering the bite mark for a brief instant. It was only a 2 second pause, getting back into position instantly after. The wound you had covered had already healed up, and you had a surge of energy hit you.

You pounced forward once more, this time much faster than before. Your hits landed much harder and Iso wasn't able to fully block them all, nor was he fully able to land one on you since you seemed to dodge much faster now. Ingesting your own blood gave you quite the boost- that would only last a few seconds.

Not that it would matter, now that you could get close enough to Iso. At one point he held up his arms once again to block- and that's when you decided to pull a different type of move. You just grabbed his forearm roughly before your blood rush would run out- this time managing to bite him. You have to be quick about it because he was quick to shake you off- hissing at the bite.

"Are you feral?!" Iso asked you as he looked down at the bleeding bite mark you left on his arm- just wondering why you would go to bite him. And then he looked back up at you- this time your eyes had a slight glow to them. This time you have the proper blood rush you wanted- and poor Iso wasn't expecting it.

Before he could even react you already had him tackled to the ground- this time you're speed and strength increased much more then when you just had your own blood. It only took seconds for you to have him neutralized on the ground- just like how your blood rush only lasted for a few seconds.

"Okay, enough. Release Iso." Sage called out, and you finally got off Iso. Your blood Rush was over anyways, so you just stepped back and took a moment to catch your own breath. Iso slow stood up, this time looking a bit weary. "... I definitely didn't expect that." He mumbled out, once again holding the arm with the bite mark, smeared with blood. "To be fair, you didn't really get warned." You said with a small shrug, grinning.

You took a few steps forward, holding out a hand for him. "Gimmie your arm." You told him, your hand motioning him to just stretch out his arm to you. "You better not bite it again. You have some damn sharp teeth-" He mumbled out once more, but he did stretch out his arm like you asked, letting you hold it with one hand. "Funny enough, the sharp canines are just a slight teeth deformation. Has nothing to do with my powers. But it's a damn good advantage if you ask me-" You chuckled out, lifting your free hand to cover his wound with for a small moment. And just like your own wound, was gone within a second.

"So, you're a healer?" Iso asked, looking down at his arm once again now that the wound was completely healed off and gone, not a scar in sight. "Yeah, I can heal decently- then there's my two types of blood rush abilities; the self inflicted and the enemy inflicted, as you saw both earlier..." You said, listing out your own powers. "And there's my ultimate you still haven't seen."

"And what does your ultimate do?" Iso asked you curiously, his head tilting to the side slightly as he spoke. Your unique radiant powers we're starting to catch his attention fully now, and the lack of knowledge on what your ultimate could be was nagging at him. "Do you want me to show you?" You asked him what a growing smirk, and then glancing over to Sage, trying to see if she was okay with it.

She gave you a small nod, still taking a few notes when she did so. You turn your attention back to Iso, who looked slightly eager even though you were getting a mischievous look on your face. "Sure. I'm essentially the human dummy at this point." Iso said, a small smirk starting to show on his own face.

You took a few steps back, Still standing facing him. He waited patiently, no idea what to expect- if there's something he learned by working with radiants, sometimes the ultimate didn't always match the powers. He kept a calm expression, a small smirk still on display. The worst that could happen is that you kill him- and even thought then bother him much since Sage was here to monitor everything.

"Your life is mine!" You finally said, raising an arm his way as your eyes were essentially glued on him. There was a second where Iso was just wondering what you were doing- and the next second he felt it. You drained the life out of him- leaving him nearly nothing. You really stole his whole life force, using it as an overheal on yourself whilst he fell forward, his energy almost completely depleted too fast.

He was on his knees, panting- fighting off the creeping drowsiness that was slowly starting to settle from getting the life drained out of him. You turned your attention to Sage once again, who is taking notes on your own power while keeping an eye on Iso incase. Your current overheal would be enough for you to tank a bullet or two without actually having any damage done permanently- your body would just mend up the wound instantly with the excess life force.

Sage finally moved forward and used her own powers to help Iso- helping the poor guy up and healing him a bit to try to get his life force back up a bit more. On your end, since you didn't actually need the life force it just kind of slipped off after a few minutes, some of it returning to him while the rest just kind of dissipated. Iso took a few minutes before being fully okay.

"That wasn't the most pleasant feeling -" He started off, shaking his head slightly. "I never said I was going to feel good." You said with a small smirk and a chuckle, arms Crossing over your chest as you looked over at him. "I know, smartass." He retorted almost instantly, matching your slight sarcasm with his own. "Just making sure-you almost looked hopeful~" You continued to nag him with slight sarcasm as your smirk grew.

"The only thing I'm hopeful about is you not coming to bite me again-" Iso said as he rolled his eyes, but his smirk remained- enjoying the light banter and sarcasm. "So Mister isn't masochist? How sad-" you snickered out, earning a chuckle from him before getting cut off by Sage. "Okay you two, we still have the aim training to do. Save the bickering for after."

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A few months later in and few missions in, you were finally making quite the name for yourself here. Of course, given the nature of your powers where you didn't hesitate to get a taste of blood, no matter the way, a few people in protocol were a little weary of you. Some were even a bit scared, considering that you've occasionally used your own teammates blood at occasions when necessary.

But at the end of the day, you didn't really care that much about scaring some people- you simply just didn't get teamed up with them again. Actually, you'd often just end up getting teamed up with Iso, one of the people in protocol who just didn't give more than a rats ass about your powers- hell, you probably bit him more times than necessary already, and the worst he'll do is just slightly tap your head off if you bite too hard.

And you too developed a certain chemistry - both from working together quite a bit and also from hanging out together outside of missions. You two would bicker a lot, but nothing serious. Mostly just sarcastic quips that made the arguments look worse than they actually were.

"Yu, can you move 3 inches to the left?" You asked him, currently lounging on the common room couch, a cup of coffee in hand as you were on your phone. You were leaning a bit to the right to try to avoid the beam of sun coming through the window. "Are you trying to use me to block the sun?" He asked you amusedly, a small smirk ghosting his lips in amusement. "Obviously." You were currently too absorbed with looking at whatever social media you were scrolling on.

Iso took a step to the right- the sun now directly hitting you. You immediately shut your eyes- not expecting you any intense beam. "Asshole, I said to the left-" "This is my left." "Oh excuse me, didn't know I had to specify my left. I thought it was obvious what side you had to step on with how the sun's reflecting." You retorted to him sarcastically. "I mean, I did what you asked." Iso said with a shrug, his smirk widening.

"Yu. Take a step to the right." You said, rolling your eyes at him as you watch him take a step to your left this time. Sun was finally covered and you can look up without being absolutely blinded. "There, is the princess done complaining now?" Iso asked you, obviously taunting you into extra bickering

"Don't make me get up and bite you." You said slightly disinterestedly as you continued scrolling on your phone, this time being able to look at it without squinting because your eyes are getting harassed by the Sun. "As if you aren't already using me like your personal chew toy half the time." "And I'll make it full time if you keep it up-"

Before any extra quips could come out, Reyna, who was in the room the entire time, finally looks up at you too, amused and annoyed at the same time before she spoke up. "Can you two have your couple's fight elsewhere? It's giving me a headache."

"We aren't dating though-" you once again reply pretty disinterestedly, eyes still glued onto your phone whilst Iso quieted down. "(Y-N), don't make me ask again." Reyna said much more firmly this time- and the usage of your first name instead of a nickname made you sit up instantly, pocket in your phone. "Yes ma'am-"you simply said as you got up, taking your cup of coffee with you.

There's one thing you learned from being at her sanctuary, if she uses your first name, you don't fuck around to find out. Reyna pretty much always called you "Cariño", "Chica" or "Niña"- and when she doesn't call you that you know it's not time to mess around anymore. Even if you two were family, she definitely wouldn't make any exceptions when it came to her wrath.

Iso followed you out, intimidated by Reyna even though she didn't even address him directly. He also knew better than to piss her off- retreating outside the common room right behind you. Instead you headed off to his dorm, figuring you could continue your bickering over there. Iso still trailing behind you, at first not realizing that you were heading straight to his place, only taking notice when you are a few doors away.

"Were you just going to invite yourself in my dorm?" He asked you as You both stopped in front of his room. "Obviously." You simply replied, punching in the code to his dorm room door. He stared at you blankly for a few seconds as the door opened. "Do I even want to know how you know the code to my dorm?" He asked you, but your reply came instantly after you walked in his dorm. "I could say the same on how you know my dorm code."

"Point taken." He said- following behind you to go inside the dorm, shutting the door behind him. For the brief instant he had his back turned to you- that brief instant apparently was more than enough for you to be in his closet already, snagging a hoodie. "Excuse you, that's mine-" he said, Crossing his arms over his chest, his brow raising as he watched you simply slide on the hoodie, looking quite oversized on you.

"Did I ask?" You replied with a smirk, already getting cozy on his office chair. It was one of those agronomical ones that were surprisingly very comfy, like almost lazy Boy worthy comfort. Your sarcasm earned you another eye roll from him, which left you giggling. There is a brief moment of silence before he broke it again.

"In all seriousness though, are you actually just going to steal my hoodie- because that one's my favorite one." He said, taking a seat on his bed facing you. The dorm was really small, only a few feet separating the bed from the office desk. You respond yourself around on the chair a bit as you replied. "Hm... It is really comfy. But if it's your favorite - I'll spare the theft." You said with a small Chuckle, definitely going to profit at the moment that you could have the hoodie.

"You look comfy." He hummed out, I'm getting comfortable himself on his bed, kicking off his indoor shoes before laying fully, pulling out his phone start scrolling on it. "I swear, your chair is a fancy lazy boy." You retorted- looking down on the bed he was laying in while you continue to spin around on the chair.

There was silence in the room once more, Iso scrolling his phone while you spun around and just snooped in his office desk. When you're curiosity was met with the boring contents of the desk- just some post-it notes, pens and paper clips, you looked around the room once more. Your eyes landed on Iso again- mischief starting to bubble inside of you to counter the boredom.

You hopped off the chair, nearly launching yourself on the bed. Iso flinched - instantly curling up to protect himself and also somewhat brace for impact- somewhat catching you, mostly trying to get you to fall beside him and not on top of him. You were giggling like a kid while he gave you a small tap behind the head. "Don't do that- you'll break the bedframe." Iso scolded you whilst you got comfortable.

"Okay, and?" "You realize if I tell Brimstone 'Hey, (Y-N) broke my bedframe' he's going to get all the wrong ideas." Iso said, once more swatting the back of your head as you got comfy beside him in the bed. "Then say it even more suspiciously. At least enjoy the embarrassment and awkwardness that'll come from Brim." You Snickered out, grinning mischievously.

Iso sigh, shaking his head. "I most definitely will not do that." "Then I can do it." You retorted instantly, grinning from ear to ear. "You'd rat yourself out in the most suspicious way possible just to get a laugh out of it?" Iso asked you, looking unimpressed. "Oh Yeah, that too." You replied, deciding to pull out your phone at this moment and put your attention on it.

I took a second for Iso to understand your response, pausing his own phone scrolling for a second before turning his head towards you, frowning. "Wait- what do you mean 'that too-'?" He asked you, waiting for you to reply. But he was met with silence from your part, smirking at your phone as you continue to scroll.

He was starting to try to rethink on the conversation and see what he missed- still looking your way and waiting for an answer while he tried to rethink it. There was a solid 2 minutes of silence before he let out a "oh God damn it.", which made you laugh. "Took you long enough to catch on!" You said between laughs, finding an absolutely hilarious it took him this much time to catch on that innuendo.

"Well excuse me for not catching on to you insinuating you'd sleep with me-" He grumbled out, rolling his eyes before his cheeks heated up. "You make it sound so polite like that- 'sleep with me'. It reminds me of how they would try to avoid talking about sex in the 19th century because it was too vulgar so that find very polite ways to say it." You rambled, giggling as you spoke and teased him.

"Fine, excuse me for not catching on that you were insinuating your wanted to be 'railed till your left a quivering mess' by me." Iso said, his sarcasm taking a peek, cheeks turning even redder as he spoke but tried to maintain his tone. "Jesus Christ that's a 180-" you said as you choked on air- getting slightly flustered as you started laughing uncontrollably.

The two of you laughed at what Iso said, both flustered but playing it cool. " You know you could have just said 'having sex' like a normal person-" You finally said as your laughter died out, catching your breath. "I could have- but it wouldn't have been as funny." Iso said, still slightly chuckling as he spoke.

"Fair enough." You hummed out, pocketing your phone once more, rolling over in the bed. You rolled over him- now laying on top of Iso, using your elbows to prop up your head with your hands- smirking. Iso put down his own phone as he looked at you confused, wondering why the hell you were laying on top of him now. "What?"

You once again gave him a bit of a silent treatment, leaving him to it figure out on his own. That little trick of yours was often abused of, you always thought it was funny to watch him turn the gears in his head to try to figure out why you're just sitting there quietly. You found it adorable, quite frankly.

While you just grinned to him- Iso was trying very hard to keep the cool facade, his cheeks still slightly rosy as a few thoughts were going through his head. A lot of them he didn't dare word out- but at the same time he knew whenever you kept quiet you wanted him to figure it out on his own.

The only problem is, considering the conversation you were just having and how you're just quietly laying on him now-his thoughts were only going at one place and he didn't dare say it. "What?" He asked you again, his mouth becoming just slightly dry.

You continue to keep your silence, still grinning at him as you patiently waited, you didn't mind having to wait longer for him to finally say it. Iso, on the other hand was getting a little bit antsy. His thoughts were rushing as he considered his own options on what to say.

Until he just said fuck it. "Are you trying to get me to say I'd do it too?" Iso asked you, though he tried to keep a cool face his cheeks started burning up again. You let out a small giggle as you saw his blush worsen, deciding to just mess with him even more. "Do what~?" You asked smugly- the grin on your face turning into a cocky smirk.

That was until he flipped you over- pinning you down on the bed while he was on top of you. His face was still a mess of a blush, hands either side of your head as his body pressed into yours. You couldn't muster up a sarcastic remark- stunned and also suddenly very flustered as he was starting to use your own tactics against you.

Your own face felt like it was burning when he leaned in, his face inches from yours. "You're trying to get me to say I'd fuck you." Iso said, his voice lowered. He was still blushing, but his voice stayed stable as he spoke, smooth as silk. "I would." He continued, just slightly leaning in closer. You were stunned into silence this time- your eyes glued to his , not daring to move.

"What? Didn't think I'd say it?" Iso asked you, confidence starting to take over as his tone was starting to get a bit teasing, a smirk drawing on his lips. He could see we're taking a second to try to compose yourself, looking stunned and flustered under him. He was so tempted to continue, to lean in and tease the hell out of you- but he knew better than to just act mindlessly.

"No-.. I did not..." You finally muttered out, trying to regain some sliver of composure. You were speaking much more quietly, not how you'd talk confidently. You were feeling a bit shy, every time he inched a bit closer to you to felt your face burn a bit more. There was another pause, both hesitating for a moment, unsure if the other was okay with it.

"Can I -" "Yu, if-" you both spoke up at the same time, chuckling slightly. Iso spoke up again while you chuckled quietly. "Can I kiss you?" He asked you gently, his tone softer this time, not teasing like it was earlier. Relief washed over you- you were glad he was thinking about the same thing as you, that small shyness pit dissipating a bit.

You reached your hands up to cup his face- pulling him down the short distance left between the two of you to kiss him. He let his body press against yours a bit more while he kissed you back, a sigh escaping him while he kissed you.

When you were ready to pull away- he leaned in once more, a bit more intensity in the kiss as he continued, his tongue darting out just slightly on your lips. You were trying to get a gasp of air, and when you opened your mouth to try to breathe, he took his opportunity to slide his tongue inside.

The gentle kiss had turned into a make out session, hands roaming a bit but things not going too far. You both know better than to do that on a whim- and you also both knew better than to rush things.

You never realized just how much time actually went by, the only thing that pulled you two out of that little makeout session was a knock on the door- Reyna's voice could be heard through the door. "Iso? Have you seen (Y-N)?" Reyna asked firmly.

Iso instantly got off you- looking surprised, flustered and completely caught off guard for a moment- he needed a second to realize that Reyna hadn't come in the room, she was talking behind the door. He composed himself and calmed down a bit before answering, glancing down at you at the bed, flustered and clothes a bit tussled from his roaming hands.

"Yeah- why?" He asked back a bit absently, his hands resting on your waist, thumbs rubbing into them a bit as he continued to look down at you. You were trying to stay quiet, face flushed as a quiet giggle escaped you, hands raising up to fix his shirt a bit.

Unexpectedly, Reyna pushed open the dorm room door, letting herself in even though Iso never said she could come in. At the same time, it was Reyna. "I have been looking all over for her and-" the Latina paused as her eyes locked onto you- where your flustered State just got way worse since you were already caught. You wouldn't even be able to defend yourself at this point- the tussled clothes, wearing his hoodie, reddened lips and slightly messed hair gave it all away.

There was silence in the room- Reyna taking a second to register the scene before turning around, heading out the room, chuckling. "Brimstone owes me 20$ now~" Reyna laughed as she left the room, leaving you and Iso confused and a bit embarrassed; but both laughing after a few seconds about it all.

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VALORANT MENTIONED !?

please please please i need any sort of yoru content omg that beautiful japanese man… i crave him😞

or maybe even iso because he’s sooo cute 💗

btw ily mootie & your themes are always so pretty !

YORU MENTIONED !!! + ISO HEHEH. this is basically them as your boyfriends (sfw!!) ALSO TY FOR THE COMPLIMMENTTTTSSS ILY2 MOOTIEE

this is bcuz, they speak japanese n chinese heehe ¹-beautiful , ²-yoru/night , ³-iso , ⁴-heart n liver ,

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• Yoru loves you to death, he'll go through anything just so his hands can touch you. Clingy is an understatement, if he's not by your side he may have seperation anxiety.

• He loves buying you food, especially foods he likes. He loves sharing his culture with you, even in subtle ways. He'll place pictures of his hometown in his room, stuffed animals of animals in his culture— just so you can look around your room 'n always think of him.

• When you approach him his face lights up. One time, you saw him pouting on his phone, his eyebrows furrowed as he did so. He mumbles something about Pheonix— you guessed they had been fighting. You quickly approach him with a quick, 'hi baby' expecting him to mumble to you— only for him to quickly stuff his phone in his pocket and grin at you— "Hi, utsukishī!"¹ he giggles out, his arms wrapping around you.

• He has a hard time showing affection in front of the other agents, but he will always hold your hand or hug you. He's a cuddler simply because he wants to be part of you. One time Sova caught him kissing your cheek multiple times, mumbling in between kisses he would say 'i love you'. Yoru would never live that down.

• You're ruining his tough guy persona !

ISO — ☆ 异 ³

• Iso's love language is acts of service. Flowers, stuffed animals, food, drinks. Anything, he'll buy it for you. Sometimes he'll even attempt to make you something, not that it always ends well. It's the thought that counts.

• He loves holding hands, it feels awfully intimate to him. Your delicate hand intertwined with his, squeezing every now and then to give him subtle confidence. He loves it. It makes him blush, and that's embarrassing.

• Please wear this man's clothing, it makes him crazy. He finds you so cute when you wear his big jackets, your nose buried in the jacket. You look like a cute turtle. He'll wrap his big arms around your body, and nuzzle his face into your cheek before placing kisses atop your head. "My xīngān..."⁴ he whispers into your hair.

• This man will stare at you. If you're uncomfortable with eyes on you, he's terribly sorry. He just can't look away, he wants to memorize every pore, every blackhead, every strand of hair, every eyelash, every vein— everything. He wants to memorize your entire face. He wants to memorize everything about you. He stares for a while, but you reciprocate by staring at him— when you stare it makes him get embarrassed.

• He loves sharing his music with you. He's the type of man to make playlists for you— he has a morning playlist, afternoon playlist, night playlist, and even cooking playlists. He puts them all together and he'll play them for you, and maybe— just maybe.. you'll catch him singing in his own language to you..

[peachdues]

Oh my favorite perfume connoisseur-

Any fragrance recommendations for that dark academia aesthetic?

Love you hope you're drinking water and resting welllllll 😤🫶🤍

MY BELOVED MUTUAL ASKING ME ABOUT MY NICHE INTEREST AND MY FAVORITE AESTHETIC?? SAY NO MORE!

Okay I *started* answering this and then tumblr cancelled on me bc it’s a hating ass bitch.

A lot of these are fall-coded but that’s because fall 🤝🏻 dark academia. I tried to throw in suggestions that can be worn in all seasons, though! I also tried to vary the price points too

Without further ado!

Novel by ALT fragrances — inspired by whispers in the library from Replica which is one of my all time favorites and I’m STILL salty they discontinued it. I haven’t personally smelled this one but I know so many people who swear it’s almost an exact match!

Notes: top (vanilla) • middle (pepper, cedar wood) • base (tonka bean • woodsy notes)

Indigo by Nest New York — this is one of the best tea scents on the market. I discovered this one last year and honestly it’s a personal favorite. I’ve been through two bottles. Dark and a little sultry but not overpowering and it still has some freshness!

Notes: Italian lemon • orange bergamot • Moroccan tea • Kashmir wood • wild figs

Invite only Amber by Kayali — I associate this fragrance with a snowy night at the library with old Christmas jazz playing in the distance. It’s on my rotation for this winter!

Notes: Amber resin • benzoin • Ceylon cinnamon

Monday by Arielle Shoshanna — ever wanted to smell like a London fog latte? Here’s your perfume!

Notes: bergamot • lavender • lemon zest • black tea • steamed milk • ISO-E super • sandalwood • vanilla • amber

City on Fire by Imaginary Authors — this is THEEEE dark academia perfume. One of its notes is literally labdanum. It doesn’t get more dark academia than that!

Notes: Cade oil • spikenard • cardamom • clearwood • dark berries • labdanum • burnt match

By the Fireplace by Replica — I mean it smells like a bit ol’ crackling fireplace and marshmallow. This smells fucking divine in the cold air in winter (bonus if you have a leather jacket!!). And it’s unisex!

Notes: clove oil • chestnut accord • vanilla accord

Gris Charnel by BDK — another wonderful tea scent. Something about tea scents just screams dark academia!

Notes: fig • black tea • cardamom essence • absolute of iris • bourbon vetiver • sandalwood • tonka bean absolute

L’eau papier by Diptyque — I meannnn it’s a paper-based scent but it smells HEAVENLY. I got stopped like five times wearing this once.

Notes: white musks • mimosa • blonde woods accord • rice steam accord

Coffee break by replica — this is my tried and true. The number one perfume in my collection and my most repurchased. It’s just perfect.

Notes: coffee accord • lavender • milk mousse accord

Honestly look through the entirety of Vilhelm’s perfumery. So many good dark academia scents. My favorites are Dear Polly, Poets of Berlin, and Opus Kore!

I hope the move went well!! Have you gotten settled in??

[hel-looks]

Mette, 31

“I’m wearing trifted Nike basketball shorts, a vintage leather jacket from Fida Iso Roba, a corset top and my all time fave @frejawewer x Asics running shoes. The bag is from a vintage store in Göteborg last summer. I soak in inspiration like a sponge from wherever I lay my eyes on. I’d say that my style is a combo of chic & tomboyish. If you see something you like don’t be afraid to ask strangers what they are wearing!”

29 May 2024, Laivakatu

[sp8ce-queen]

mysterious boys and their big jackets

iso and crypto outfit swap :P

[jaiden-zhou]

(2) casual iso <3

contents: headcanons, reader is a uniqlo employee for plot purposes, self indulgent

part 2,, i couldnt help myself alright? its a little rushed but i just needed to get this out

this part is inspired, actually this whole casual iso thing is inspired by @angelltheninth 's pining! iso post

its actually really funny how i love pretty much all their posts and writing for at least six months and now just started following them thats how often i see their content in my feed i just never hit the follow button im sorry

part 1, part 3

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iso who starts giving you a discount on your drinks, just as long as you give him your employee discounts in uniqlo and the exclusive early news on unreleased lines and collabs

iso who talks to you like everyday now haha

iso who then starts to pine for you, hard

iso who most to all of the time has his eyes on you not just when you speak, he actually almost tripped on a curb because he was so focused on you

iso who low-key craves your attention, after the first time you hugged him after he accompanied you home, he's started wishing he could hug you for long periods of time

iso who gets teased by yoru and phoenix for crushing on you, he's already embarrassed enough with the realization he likes you

iso who gets flustered with every physical interaction you two have, hugs? freezes up a bit before wrapping his arms lightly around you (poor baby's a little awkward), tugging his hand along? cheeks dusted pink, the occasional brush against his fingers? ears a little red <3

iso who started carrying bluetooth earbuds when he's out with you instead of headphones, it gets him to focus on you more, and maybe.. you two can listen to music together.. with his earbuds

iso who insists on giving you his jacket (the one that you found for him cough cough) when he sees you tense and shiver in the cold, he can handle it so just take the coat, man's not taking no for an answer

iso who out of habit, sub-consciously leans more towards you to hear your voice better, sometimes he stops himself and gets a little embarrassed with how close he is to you

iso who at any location, on the bus or train, at the movies, at any point if you're falling asleep, he's going to tilt your head towards his shoulder. it's fine you're too much into sleep to see his faint blush and endearing eyes on you

iso who sometimes pays for your food, you've had a rough day at work? snacks on him, some customer got on your nerves? he's got you a drink to cool you off <3

iso blushes a lot when you thank him, sometimes it's that same earnest smile you gave when you got him that jacket, sometimes it's a tired relieved smile with a small quiet thanks and your eyes are looking at him so sweetly and a little dazed from fatigue it makes his breath hitch and heart race a bit. "always.." he murmurs

iso who starts getting a little jealous when he's around you yet your attention is mainly on someone else, it gets a little much for him

iso who is a little noticeably annoyed when he sees you doubling over in laughter from gekko's stories, you two seem to be having a lot of fun

iso who doesn't know how to deal with how he's feeling, so whether he realizes it or not, he starts creating a bit of distance

iso takes his leave silently, going to the tea shop to work even on his day off to get his mind off of his envy

iso who left his phone on do-not-disturb full silence and in a locker so he doesn't look at it, meaning he doesn't see the worried texts and numerous calls to him from you asking if he's okay and where he went off to without telling you

iso who on his break in the back still without his phone and doesn't take mind of the bell that rings whenever the door opens and he just thinks it's another customer

iso who is surprised when it's you showing up through the door in a bit of disarray, heavy breaths, and chest heaving from exhaustion

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"granny!" you barge through the door in labored pants. "granny, have you seen where zhao yu is? he hasn't picked up at all."

the elderly woman's mood is quite calm, maybe too much for your worry.

"oh yes, he's here, zhao yuuu! come out!" she beckons iso before he steps out curiously, eyes wide when they meet your own.

"what's goin' on-"

"where have you been?!" you cut him off in an approaching fury. "i've been texting and calling for hours, why didn't you tell me you left? why didn't you tell me where?"

he senses you're upset with him, pissed beyond what he's seen from you. and he panics.

"i.. granny called me in to ask me to work-"

"bullshit, yu." ah, you caught him. "if that was the case you would've at least told me, why?"

iso's hesitant, and his eyes show it the most when they lock contact with your hardened gaze before it softens into a vulnerable, pleading one.

"please.. don't lie to me." and his resolve breaks when he hears the pain and desperation in your voice. iso's head hangs low and his eyes are now everywhere else but your own. "you made me really worried."

"i know, i know." he admits quietly and he can't help but lean close to rest his forehead on your shoulder. "i'm sorry.."

he's so quiet about it, ashamed about how immaturely he handled it and causing you stress, akin to somewhat like a kicked puppy.

"i'm sorry i tried lying to you," he starts off again, your hand swinging over his shoulder and the other at the back of his head to bring him in an embrace. he spills, voice is a little muffled against your shoulder. "i'm sorry i left without telling you, worrying you and having you run to find me. i'm sorry for not picking up or responding at all, that was childish of me.."

"but why?" you begged for a reason, he's closer to you than ever, torso flushed to yours and your grip firm, it makes him feel like he's melting as he indulges himself more into your arms. still hesitant.

"i'm.. sorry, i was.." he pauses, his face heating up with having to admit this to you of all people. "i didn't like.. i.."

gosh he'll never hear the end of this from yoru and phoenix.

"i was jealous" he whispered so quietly, if he was any farther than now you wouldn't have been able to catch it and honestly, he was hoping you didn't.

"oh, yu.." his heart soars at your soft voice. you pull away with a light giggle, just enough to see him, his face flushed with a slight pout.

you lightly brush his fringe apart, caressing his face and pressing a soft kiss to his forehead in a silent confession. iso's eyes are squeezed shut, red in the cheeks as his stomach does flips before giving into his desires and burying his head into the juncture of your neck to hide away from embarrassment. <3

[f6bron]

currently thinking of hybrid!chamber and hybrid!iso…

chamber

hybrid!chamber is the type to keep nagging you while you’re deep into working on your project, clearly not caring how busy you are. he wants your attention, and you must give it to him.

“vin, i’m still working on something.”

“i don’t care…”

you sighed, “we’ll cuddle in 10 minutes, alright?”

“you’ve been saying that for the past 30 minutes, amour…” he said, burying his face into the crook of your neck again, his fluffy ears now flat against his head.

brat hybrid chamber. brat hybrid chamber. brat hybrid chamber.

would give you the silent treatment if you forgot to give him the kiss of the day. though, he prefers making out with you.

chamber would never stop rubbing himself on you, in other words, marking you with his scent. he hates the way his scent gets mixed up with others’ whenever you came back from a mission.

so, the usual post-mission ritual is to have you stay in his room while he pamper fucks you with so much love because the hybrid missed you sooo much (god forbid the two of you get separated or else hell will break loose).

trust me, he’s a good boy. as long as he gets enough attention, cuddles and kisses from you, he’s content <3

iso

oh, truly the epitome of sweetheart.

hybrid!iso doesn’t complain much, but sometimes he does get bad days.

would cling onto you 24/7 like his life depends on it. doesn’t matter what time and where you are. it’s just him being protective possessive.

whenever both of you are deployed together during missions, he would follow you everywhere you go. like a lost puppy, or should i say, like he’s your pocket duelist.

iso has to make sure you’re in his sight at all times, so u wouldn’t get injured. he would never let that happen.

“aren’t you supposed to be with cypher?”

he shook his head nonchalantly, “wanna be with you instead.”

and iso always tries his best to show you how skillful he is at something, just so he could receive praises from you. it’s the only thing that keeps him going <3

“you did great today, good boy ~” you said as you ruffle his hair and rubs his ears, his tail wagging in excitement. you could tell he’s trying to hide his blush with the collar of his jacket, but failed.