#valorant bronze

[yukasyukasyukasyukas]

Valorant sports headcanon bc I just lost a championship

I LOST TO A PERSON WHO'S TWO CATEGORIES UNDER MINE

Astra: I feel like she doesn't really play any sport but she definitely hits the gym

Brimstone: boxe and wrestling? Possibly played American football when he was younger

Breach: wrestling

Chamber: Fencer. Epeé. My mother says he should be a foil fencer since he's french but I think epeé fits him better

Clove: no fit, just chill. Very energetic though, that's how they keep healthy

Cypher: that man is NOT doing any exercise

Deadlock: taekwondo and I saw a comic where she was a paralympic climber and I love it

Fade: same as cypher

Gekko: canon basketball and skater

Harbor: wrestling and olimpic weight lifting

Iso: he looks like he has the body of a fencer so I'm giving him sabre (my sister wanted someone to be a sabre fencer)

Jett: athletics and parkour, does parachuting as hobby

Killjoy: rides her bike every once in a while but doesn't really do any physical activity

Neon: canon basketball player, athletics

Omen: used to be a judoka

Phoenix: skate

Raze: capoeira and parkour

Reyna: wrestling and boxing

Sage: jiujitsu

Skye: besides hiking she also does lots of other spots, mainly hand to hand combat

Sova: canon bow and arrow, obviously, also plays medieval fencing

Viper: boxer

Vyse: I want to give someone the same sport as me so she's a foil fencer. Also, her suit gives off the fencing suit design

Yoru: kendo

Kay/o isn't here because he's a robot and robots don't compete in human sports

[yelenaa-romanova]

hot take: even low rank players are allowed to make their best plays into fancy clips!

[funkytownvibes]

Day 171 of trying to draw everyday

I didn't even have beef with Oat Milk but I thought my valorant TOS safe insult slapped

Slightly closer and details under cut

Ohuhu Markers (360 pack) used:

V 276

G 191, 460

E 287, 294, 384, 399, 558, 644, 679

CG 071, 090, 140

BG 038

WG 170, 190, 200

MG 011

[brewing-radianite]

Numbers 3, 6, 8, 11, 18, 25 and 26 for Cynora... Noramir? You don't have to do them all if its too much. Thanks for the glorious food, by the way: this couple is criminally underrated... literally.

I wish you perfect ping and many an ace.

i love them so much... perhaps too much for someone who like. knows next to nothing about nora in hindsight. everything i love about her is practically headcanon LMAO riot is gonna shoot my daydreams down out of the sky at some point BUT UNTIL THEN i'm so so in love with her

3.) Most common argument?: they've known each other for so long and love each other and each other's habits so much they're p well accustomed to each other and mostly just play argue over small matters like nora stealing the blankets from amir at night in her sleep or amir leaving his study a bit of a mess that only nora can figure out how to clean and organize again

6.) What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?: Cypher most loves Nora's laugh and smile (and honestly? kind of everything about her 'cos idk i just imagine he's really so sweetly head-over-heels for her...) and Nora most loves his sense of humor and how affectionate he really is. He can be p elusive and mysterious to others but she gets to see the side of him that loves to be held close as they fall asleep every night and expresses all of their goodbyes in tender kisses

8.) Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?: I feel like they both call each other by their birth names (and some common pet names) but idk they're always spoken with so much love and genuine admiration it sounds different out of each other's mouths

11.) Who tops?: A little nsfw but I won't go too into detail here... I'll just say Nora and leave it at that but you can ask for elaboration on my nsfw alt if you'd like...

18.) Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?): This is not quite going to answer the question. but. Cypher actually cooks the most out of the two of them when they're physically together. But Nora is the one into leaving little notes and messages around the house or in his pockets or bag to find later on. Usually affectionate little compliments, or "I love you,"'s, or "I'm at your side, wherever you go," things like that.

25.) Who needs more assurance?: Changes between the two of them, imo, some days are just rougher for each other than others

26.) What would be their theme song?: this is going to sound Interesting. but. plastic love is my go-to song when i write them.

this mostly stems from my own headcanons from their youth, how they met, their relationship long before marriage and their daughter came into the picture... but i imagine them both having been very youthful yet misguided and relatively lonely people especially in their line of work, and for a long time, they only had each other to rely on. after all, trusting the wrong people in their business can literally get them killed. such trust issues also cause some wariness with commitment and long-term relationships, as theirs was turning into, but their love for one another is undeniable and they always find a way to be there for each other. i think the plastic love music video captures that feeling between two young adults really well. (city pop is also just a banger genre)

[lihoromanoff]

How do we feel about me playing valorant with zero sleep?

[sharkkgurl]

What rank are you in Valorant?

EEP as of now i'm like level 13 so i haven't really had a chance to play comp and find out yet LOLL

i'd guess what rank my skill level is but it would probably be an overestimate :">

[stressedandindistress]

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[thehigherthetide]

my partner who praised me and said i’m probably better than him at val just started playing again and he is definitely still better than me :/

[indiangp-moved]

Also the rank reset fucked me again I'm in iron 3 again from bronze2 and so is my cousin who was in silver3

[mrpepenguin]

and thats the reason why i dont play competitive

we can't end on a loss

[ladybyakuya]

| PAPRIKA + UMEMIYA HAJIME .

+cw. — fem!reader x prince!umemiya hajime, undertones of smut, angst, and fluff & strangers to lovers. | +wc. — 1k | +syn.— a tryst just before his big day and that was all it took to for him to be fearless. | +notes. — i do wanna write more. . .maybe continue it as mini series but lets see if the stars align or not! | redirect to blog navigation.

“Nobody needs to know about this,” Umemiya rasps against your shaky lips by breaking his tantalizingly lazy yet turbulent kiss.

“Yeah.” You breathe out a whisper, running your hands over his palms that rest on your cheeks. 

“Right.  . . Nobody.” His lips dash on yours again as his hands slowly travel down to your shoulders, deft hands, gnarly fingers slipping underneath the hem of your robe, little by little, peeling the robe off you. His Imperial Mantle conceals your body, always has been; since the day he laid his eyes on you. Even if the weight of it is too heavy to bear it alone sometimes, Umemiya believed that it was a little less when he was with you, when he saved you on that fierce stormy starless night. But even without it the high golden curtains and the pillar would provide both of you enough time to flee if anyone were to come, which is why Hiragi is standing at the advent of this gigantic hallway.

You feel the cold of the air grace one of your shoulders with goosebumps. Umemiya’s face is buried in the nook of your neck, one of his limbs holding the back of your nape keeping you in your place. still. The tip of his tongue licks your collarbones once before he flattens his tongue which travels from the head of your collarbone to the back of your ear lobes while his other limb follows the same trail from your waist up to your breast. His teeth nip your ear lobes at the same time as his hand squeezes your breasts making you stand on your tippy toes and then, you moan; the roused sigh flowing right into his ear making him recoil from this ravishing reality being reminded of his status as well as the consequences of his actions: that with such personage there come responsibilities followed by certain boundaries with it not leaving behind a promising morbidity either. You have always known that the tragedy that comes with the throne, and it never leaves you. It is epoxized to one fate and blood as if the other side of a coin thereby running from it was foolish, fighting against it is nothing but a pity so all you can do is to stand beside it.

Any pitchier than that, your voice would have echoed through the corridors. You have become exceptionally good at controlling your voice with the passage of time. His facial muscles squeeze at the thought of how cruel time it is that it passes. If only he could stop the time. . .

“We shouldn't do this,” Umemiya mumbled with a moan laced underneath, devouring desire palpable oozing from his breath. He skids away from you, saunting straight towards his inner chambers. Those fingers that have held a thousand swords, sparred day and night, fought battles that shook heaven and hell once refused to have the valor to disrobe you. Were you supposed to believe that? Your breath ceases at the bottom of your throat as you stand with your back glued against the wall in that gigantic empty corridor. There is a sound in the air. You can hear it; but no one is talking, neither walking or even taking a breath. You look at the end of the corridor only to see royal guard Hiragi standing just like before, a bronze statue except this time his palms are at the valley of his torso are twitching upon each other. 

You walk into his chambers finding him sitting at the edge of the bed with the crown of the prince in his hand, eyes scrutinizing it as if he could see the fate it holds once it finds its next rightful place since it has to find a new head to burden with a glorious purpose; since Umemiya would not be bearing the weight of such a burden anymore, after all, he is going to be appointed as the king today— a crown of heavier in status, weight, power and tragedy than before.

“Well, my knight, do you wish to save it after the coronation ceremony?”

Umemiya nods. . . simply nods, like six times in a row as if he did not expect such a question from you.  A crescent curve along your lips appears as you mumble to yourself, “Such a puppy.”

You two have not gotten to that stage yet. Umemiya stands up straightening his spine as you walk towards him. You take one good look at him, the knight you met that night before you fix his robe. You tie the knot of the laces of his dress shirt that has been undone by those same fingers not so long ago. Then, you move on to tying his coronation mantle. Umemiya looks at you as you take your time preparing him for his coronation ceremony. He thinks it is an act of galore valor that you can take responsibility for the things you mess up. 

“Are you nervous Haji?” 

“A little,” He says grabbing your palm, ceasing your movements as you were just about to deprive him from the touch of your hands. 

You look up. His eyes are as dark as the ocean. Your fingers clamp around his wrist pulling it on your chest. “Here.” You place your other hand on the left side of his chest. “No matter what or who turns their back to you I will never.” His eyebrows pinch ever so slightly that it is barely pinnable. The sincerity you have in those sparkling eyes, the loyalty that courses through your veins whenever you are around him, the devotion you have when you touch him is too much for him. It scares him. It scares his sanity to think what if . . . he loses you or something much worse . . .

“I know, my love.” He chimes leaning down. “I know.” His voice is now a weak whisper, a prayer as it says your name. His forehead touches yours as his free hand rests on yours which is still on his chest.

[diorsluv]

feather , part 14

“ i feel so much lighter, like a feather ”

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next chapter notes ) i actually have a grudge against all val players and they all frustrate me to no end (I NEVER GET FUCKING ASSISTS) anywayyy i hope u enjoyed this and im getting back on the grind i promise 🤍🤍

tags: @aliaology @hockeyboysarehot @absolutelyhugh3s

[looceyloo]

Yendaya, a level 14 Valor bard with a 2 level fighter dip! I fell in love with her bronze and teal colour scheme <3

Commissioned by sydney_sales on IG

[writing-until-i-drop]

The Devil Doc & The Flyboy | Sneak Peek

Hangman x Marine Corpsman-Devil Doc!OC

Every time Fiona "Kitten" Reid is deployed, something bad happens. Win-a-medal type bad. And when Warlock is looking for a survivalist instructor for the Daggers during the uranium mission, he's shocked that the top recommendation from his colleagues is a young medical corpsman the Marines she served with dubbed "Kitten." After making a grand entrance at the expense of Jake's older brother and Bob's sanity, Fiona finds herself squarely in Hangman's sights. But he better pay attention in class because her lessons come from more than a textbook...

“Corpsman Reid, at ease.” The Rear Admiral better known as Warlock motioned for her to take a seat. It was the first time that morning she was happy to be in uniform, she would have felt naked in scrubs. 

“Sir,” She dug her short nails into her palm under the table, keeping her composure even as her pulse skyrocketed. You’re a marine, she chided herself, get a damn grip. She felt like the kid she had been before her first deployment with a marine detachment. A timid, little midwestern girl who didn’t drink or curse. The rough necks had had a fun time breaking her in. 

They jokingly called her Kitten. As in a scared little kitten afraid of her own shadow. Then the worst had happened and they’d discovered that the kitten had claws. That’s when she became one of them, a marine. She felt the ghostly weight of two hands on her shoulders and sat a little straighter, meeting the Vice Admiral’s gaze head-on.

“I read your file, corpsman but your ribbon rack tells one hell of a story on its own.”

“Oorah, sir.”

“Two Purple Hearts, three bronze stars with combat valor, if you weren’t a corpsman you’d be well on your way to admiralty and a senate seat.” She must not have done a good job at disguising her disgust at being part of the brass, Warlock’s laughter filling the room.

“I asked for a shortlist of men for a special assignment and imagine my surprise when the first recommendation from a general was someone named Kitten.” Aw fuck. 

Fiona’s smile couldn’t be helped. General Matteo Alverez. He had visited her detachment in Iraq for a dog and pony show and when things went south, as they always seemed to do when she was involved, he’d seen Fiona in action, running towards danger with a stethoscope around her neck.

“Am I going brown side out again, sir?” She could already feel the sand in her boots from another desert deployment. “Give the word.” She wanted him to give it to her straight. As much as she wanted to stay, she would always go if the Navy asked her to.

“I’m sure you’ve heard the scuttlebutt about a classified flight mission,” Warlock raised a white brow, knowing nothing classified stayed fully secret in a town like North Island. She nodded. “Enemy territory is a rough place to be,” Rough was putting it lightly in her experience and opinion. “I want you to prepare them, teach them how to survive. No manual, no guidelines, your experience will be their gospel.”’ That was…insane. She wasn’t an instructor. She would run towards live fire, snap a man’s neck, and put her phone on the bar when Penny wasn’t looking. She was used to doing dangerous and ill-advised things. But teach?

“Sir, I-”

“Before you respond, the General said to remind you that a true marine never runs from a fight.” Fiona sighed,

“Aye aye, sir. Just don’t give me a big chicken dinner when I kill your flyboys’ egos.” Warlock laughed, spilling coffee on his pristine uniform.

“If you can do that, I’ll give you another damn medal for doing the impossible.” 

Big chicken dinner = Bad conduct discharge

Scuttlebutt = gossip

Can't wait for more? Let me know, I'll add you to the taglist.

Fiona and Jake's story is going to have mentions of combat, war, torture (nothing too graphic), too many Navy/Marine inaccuracies to count (I'm doing a lot of research though), plenty of good times at the Hard Deck, Warlock being an enabler, and Jake being the next in a long line of Top Gun students to be hot for teacher.

[southparktexts]

HEY TOBESS!!!

ok so i maybeeeee want main 4 ( or main 3, i really don't care for cartman ) x reader

but like them playing BOARD GAMES (or video games) with reader

like pure fluff and it's so cute and yadadada

I'M NOT CREATIVE OK.

anyways LOVE U TOBES

– an🎱n 🤭🤭🤭

( i'm lttr requesting u every 2 seconds keeping u on ur toes fr. ur never getting rid of me HAHAHAHA )

ANONNN FINALLY I GOT UP TO THIS REQ OF FUCKING COURSEE

main 3 playing games

kyle :

- okay i better not hear ANY fucking complaining in the comments because i play this game

- he plays valorant.

- NOW I KNOW IT SOUNDS BAD BUT HEAR ME OUT

- having you sit on his lap as you watch him play

- giving you kisses in between rounds where he dies or buying

- if he’s playing competitively and he’s losing the ONLY and only reason why he’s still calm and not losing his shit is because of you.

- if you’re getting bored he’ll purposely die just to cover you in kisses

- i feel like i should add some valorant and kyle headcannons so LET. ME. COOK.

- clove // killjoy main

- he loves playing support, not a duelist type of guy

- doesn’t like playing heals

- rank is definitely bronze

- peak at one point was probably gold

- prob spent all his allowance on skins

stan :

- whoever disagrees on this, fuck you

- hear me out

- league.

- HEARRRR ME OUT.

- toxic league boyfriend and supportive girlfriend dynamic

- he likes you on his lap, not facing the screen but him.

- like when hes playing and your head is buried into his neck.

- you’re also probably one of the thing that keeps him calm at this point

- … and not loud

- literally if he’s alone he will scream to fucking loud at teammates

“WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU DOING??”

- besides that.

- the toxicity on him is crazy insane when it comes to league

- one time some girl tried to hit on him and he literally got comm banned for being toxic..

- whoops?

- he is one of those people who will whisper i love you in your ears during rounds and plays with your hair if he died.

- knowing him, hardstuck bronze 3

- peak silver 2

- watches dantes ngl

- main Vayne or Darius

kenny :

- as much as i hate to admit it. this man is poor.

- his favourite game is roblox

- unlike stan and kyle he actually wants you to play with him

- as much as he prefers you to sit on his lap, playing with you is so much more fun

- i can see him having those new avatars with face tracking

- definitely plays a lot of arsenal

- 1v1 ‘s between him go crazy

- blames every death on ping.

- HE HAS ROBLOX VC

- hear me out dahood vc with him would go crazy

- once there was an ‘deep voice’ eboy trying to hit on you.

- lets say that ended up with a community voice chat banned for 3 days and also a bunch of stomps

- hes so protective of you

- literally FORCES you to wear matching fits with him in roblox

- you guys get called edaters.

- kenny also unironically plays dress to impress and royale high

- he also unironically MAKES THE BEST FITS???

- hes special like dat ;-;

[claireverlasting]

Ah yes there it is, the chapter where most of the les amis died hugo misquoted the iliad. Buckle up people, this is long.

So! This is the paragraph in les mis (hapgood):

Homer says: “Diomedes cuts the throat of Axylus, son of Teuthranis, who dwelt in happy Arisba; Euryalus, son of Mecistæus, exterminates Dresos and Opheltios, Esepius, and that Pedasus whom the naiad Abarbarea bore to the blameless Bucolion; Ulysses overthrows Pidytes of Percosius; Antilochus, Ablerus; Polypætes, Astyalus; Polydamas, Otos, of Cyllene; and Teucer, Aretaon. Meganthios dies under the blows of Euripylus’ pike. Agamemnon, king of the heroes, flings to earth Elatos, born in the rocky city which is laved by the sounding river Satnoïs.”

And this is the one in book 6 of the Iliad (Peter Green translation, line 12 to 36)

Diomēdēs, good at the war cry, now slew Axylos,

Teuthras’s son, whose home was in well-built Arisbē:

a person of wealth and substance, hospitable too,

for his house stood on the high road, was open to everyone.

Yet of these not one was there to save him from wretched death,

by facing the foe before him: Diomēdēs cut off both

him and his henchman Kalēsias, at that time

his charioteer; together they entered the underworld.

Euryalos slaughtered Drēsos and Opheltios, then went

after Aisēpos and Pēdasos, whom on a time a nymph,

a naiad, Abarbarea, bore to blameless Boukoliōn.

Boukoliōn was the offspring of noble Laomedōn,

his first-born, though his mother bore him in secrecy.

Tending his flocks he was when he lay with the nymph,

who conceived and delivered twin sons. It was of these

that Mēkisteus’s son undid the power and the resplendent

limbs, and stripped off the armor from their shoulders.

Astyalos fell to the staunch fighter Polypoitēs; Odysseus it was finished off Pidytēs of Perkōtē

with his bronze spear, while Teukros killed noble Aretaōn.

Antilochos, Nestōr’s son, with his shining spear laid low

Ablēros; Agamemnōn, lord of men, slew Elatos

who dwelt in steep Pēdasos by the banks of wide-flowing

Satnioeis. The hero Lēïtos caught Phylakos

as he fled him; Eurypylos slaughtered Melanthios.

Descriptions got deleted (fairs), some orders got switched (why), literally can’t find a Meganthios aside in les mis so pretty sure Meganthios/Melanthios was a typo on hugo’s part (sigh), Lēïtos got deleted (sorry dude), and wow wait what was that?

Polydamas, Otos, of Cyllene;

…what.

Long story short, the original part was a description on the Achaeans’ side, and Polydamas—you’ll see him later in the Iliad as the guy who tried to stop Hector’s attack on the ships because of a bird sign—was a Trojan, and very, very much shouldn’t be here.

Funny enough, Hugo used another part of the Iliad later, and would you look at that:

…or, like Phyles, father of Polydamas, to have brought back from Ephyra a good suit of mail, a present from the king of men, Euphetes;

The one in the Iliad (book 15, line 520 to 534):

Megēs, on seeing this, sprang at Poulydamas, who

ducked away from the blow. Megēs missed him—Apollo would not

let Pánthoös’s son be vanquished among the front-line fighters—

but instead hit Khroismos full in the chest with his spear.

He fell with a thud: Megēs started stripping the gear

from his shoulders, but Dolops, a highly skilled spearman, attacked him,

Lampos’s most warlike son, and Laomedōn’s grandson,

a man well acquainted with fighting valor, who now

thrust his spear squarely into the shield of Phyleus’s son,

coming at him from close quarters. But the thick and plated

corselet he wore protected him, that Phyleus long ago

brought back out of Ephyrē, by the Sellēïs river,

a gift from a guest-friend—Euphētēs, lord of men—

to wear in battle, a defense against enemies: this

was what now kept destruction from the flesh of his son.

Wrong kid! Phyleus/Phyles’ son was Megēs, not Polydamas. Another interesting thing happened a little earlier of this part (book 15, line 518 to 519):

…while Poulydamas killed a Kyllēnian, Ōtos, the comrade

of Phyleus’s son, the great-hearted Epeians’ leader.

Well now we know where that weird little kill count came from earlier.

Anyway, maybe Hugo just wanted to reference the fancy armor later so he pull Polydamas forward (not even his armor tho), maybe he messed up his notes, we will never know. 🤷🏻‍♀️