I'll Post Both The Sova X Cypher And Sova X Reader On The Weekend, Just A Bit Busy During Weekdays

I'll post both the Sova x Cypher and Sova x Reader on the weekend, just a bit busy during weekdays

My friend (irl) asked me to make a fanfic abt daybreak...

DAYBREAK IS A ROBLOX GAME.

Kinks (Mostly insertion) with FtM!141 Men + König

MINORS and AGELESS ACCOUNTS and FEM ALIGNED please DO NOT INTERACT!! Thank you! :)

Cw: insertion kink, squirting, gaping, clit slapping, crying, creampies, watersports (will have - so you can skip), sex toys, edging, overstim, feminine terminology for genitalia, squirting, picture/recording, ice play/temperature play, breeding, mommy kink lemme know if I missed anything!

Sorry for any typos ❤️🙏🏽

Gaz:

- Loves watching his cunt swallow up golf balls and gets so wet when he watches you put one after the other inside of him.

- Put your hand over his hole to keep them inside and then start playing with his clit. Gets really loud when you suck on his clit, while pushing a finger inside of him to move the balls around

- When he gets close, move your hand off of his hole. The sensation of the balls popping out as you rub or suck his clit overwhelms him in the best possible way and makes him squirm. The fastest way to get him to cum is by putting your mouth over his hole and fucking the balls back into him with your tongue while rubbing his clit.

- If you do this multiple times, adding just one more ball to see if it fits, he will squirt. Once that happens, let his gaping pussy spill out all the balls and then slide your cock inside. Makes his eyes tear up as you begin to softly fuck into his puffy and oversensitive cunt. His hands clawing at the sheets and loud moans fill the air when you slap his clit.

- Loves the way his walls try to close around you but can’t, starts to tremble if you tease a ball around his hole. Eyes rolling back when you make one breach him while fucking his cunt, greedy hole swallowing up the ball. His slick being used as lube for his hole to take it, makes him whine so much.

- When he cums from that, he pisses all over himself and the towel underneath him. Moaning in relief as his stream of piss flows down and wets your cock, both of your thighs, and everything below. Too fucked out to get up, and feeling too good to let you pull away. Will wrap his legs around you, panting as he lets go. Keep fucking him, loves to be made into a mess.

Price:

- Loves when you watch his cunt stretch around a bedpost. Whimpers when the sound of his gaping wet cunt gets creamier every time he slides down. Jaw slack at the stretch, face red as you watch how slick he is and globs of his wetness slides down the bedpost.

- Slap his clit, don’t rub it or suck it into your mouth. He loves how it makes him clench around the bedpost, making it feel even bigger than it already is. Makes him feel like a desperate whore, fucking himself on a bedpost in front of you. Degrade him and he whines so prettily. "Should call everyone on facetime to let them see how much their Captain likes to stretch his cunt. Think they'll want to slap your pussy, sir?" Makes him moan and shakes, thighs trembling as he slides down just a bit more.

- Gets really loud if you guide his hips up and down, make him really grind against the post. Puts his hands on your shoulders for balance, and moans into your mouth. Bucks his hips if you reach down to grab at his ass and trace his hole, muttering into your mouth how he's too full and won't be able to take it. But he can, and he does. Chest heaving as his eye tear up, makes him feel so full.

- Squirts if you bring a vibrator to his clit. Pull it away when he’s close and edge him for a bit. When he’s all whiney, pleading with teary eyes, bring him to the precipice again. Once you do, pull the vibrator away and slap his clit. He cums instantly and almost passes out. Bring the vibrator back, and keep going. He knows you'll catch him, pull him off the bedpost, and clean him up. So he'll beg you to make him pass out or unable to think at all. Cries out every time you bring the vibrator back to his clit.

- Really likes when you pull him off the bedpost after he’s all loose and gaping, and just start fucking into him. Goes all twitchy, jaw slack, when you cum inside of his puffy cunt. Likes how the cum slides right out as he tries to suck it back in, but his walls are still so loose and fluttery. Hold down his hips and slap him on his clit, do it til he cums and his puffy pink hairy pussy is a deep shade of pink. “Loose fucking cunt, bet two cocks would slide right into it. Would you like that, sir? Should I call one of the lads to help fill you up?” Makes him moan so loud, hand moving down to rub at his clit as he dumbly nods.

- If it gets deep enough to reach his cervix, he pisses himself. Crying in relief and pleasure. Keep his hips moving, keep making the post or cock grind against his cervix. He’s so sensitive at that point, that a simple flick to his clit makes him cum and cream around the intrusion. Eat him out after making him sloppy, he'll grind against your face as he starts to sob.

Soap:

- Loves seeing his cunt get stretched around a speculum. Knowing that you’re going to see his cervix makes him so wet. Rubs his clit the whole time, moaning at the cold slicked metal sliding into his cunt. Almost cums when you take a picture and show him his dripping walls and cervix on display.

- Jerk yourself off and cum directly into the opening, makes his eyes screw shut and shivers at the feeling of your load landing directly onto his cervix. Take out the speculum and fuck him, makes his eyes roll back and let loose loud open mouthed moans at the feeling of you fucking your cum into him.

- Really likes it if you dress up as a doctor, gloves and all. He soaks his underwear if you know actual medical terms and the process you’re doing. Especially likes it when your gloved fingers slowly tease his slit, “looking” for something “wrong”. Makes him start to whine when you finally sink a finger into his hole while your other hands gloved thumb circles his clit. “Just have to make sure everything’s working.”

- Lube up some ben wa balls and plop them into him through the hole, then pull out the speculum. The feeling of something going directly into his open hole, and not being able to clench or bare down onto it makes him whimper and squirm. Then pulling out the speculum, finally letting his cunt close around the balls has him letting out hoarse moans.

- Take the balls out and then slide your fingers in, finger him roughly while wearing the gloves. Hold a vibrator against his clit and make him cream over and over again. When he’s all puffy and shaking against the sheets, slide the speculum back in and rub his clit, make him cum one more time and almost always, he squirts. Eyes rolling back as he passes out from the pleasure. He'll wake up a minute later to you slowly pulling out the speculum from his pussy, and growl at you to put it or your fingers back in.

- Likes when you stretch his hole instead and then slide in the speculum. Makes him feel so used and dirty when you whip your cock out and pee on him as he’s on his hands and knees. Makes his empty cunt clench when your piss lands on his hole or slips inside of him. Have him strapped to a vibrator and watch as he cums from being pissed on. Likes the fact it feels like he’s being claimed, like you are marking him as yours. Record this and then fuck him after while you both watch, makes him whimper and desperately grind against your fingers on his clit.

Ghost:

- Loves being stretched out and then having ice cubes stuffed inside him. Shivers and gasps at how you quickly pop each dripping ice cube inside and hold your hand over his hole so they stay inside. Makes him groan and fist the sheets when you stick a finger or two into him and fuck the ice deeper in.

- Loves when you start to eat him out, your warm tongue searing as it nestles inside next to the ice. The feeling alone has his eyes rolling back, grinding his pussy against your face. Spread his cunt open with your fingers and spit into him, makes his thighs shake and eyes widen as he lets out a low moan.

- Gets loud when you slide into him once the ice has melted, his cunt still cold from the ice. Your cock is so hot inside of him, makes him shake as his hips jolt up to make you slide into him faster. Let’s out the most breathiest groan when you bring cold cubes to his nipples. Fuck him hard and fast, move the ice off his nipple and bite down on it. Makes him clench and breathily whine, head thunking and tossing onto the pillow below.

- Bring your cold fingertips to his clit, or an ice cube to rub against it. Makes him tremble and moan as you pound into him. Pull out of him when you’re close and cum onto his cunt, then bring an ice cube to play with his cum coated slit. Makes him whine at the feeling, groaning as you then eat him out once more.

- Fuck him over and over again after that, and absolutely fill him up to the brim. Fill him up until you physically can't anymore, and then put more ice into him. Loves going from all full and warm to a cold shock going through him, makes him choke and rub at his oversensitive clit.

- Loves when you pee on his cold cunt, the stark contrast of temperatures has him whining. He'll piss hiimself as well and squirm at how hot it feels coming out of him, running down his creamy folds. Starts to whine for you to fuck him again when you're both finished, or beg for more ice to cool his steamy cunt.

König:

- Food shaped dildos are his favorite. Loves being tied down and spread wide open as he's blindfolded. Make a game out of it after riling him up by eating his cunt, make him desperate and whiney before making him guess which "food" is inside him. When he gets it right, suck his clit and let him cum before starting all over again. If he gets it wrong, pull out the toy and slap his cunt until it's all puffy and pink. Then restart all over again until he gets it right.

- If you edge him long enough he'll become a moaning incoherent mess, unable to say anything other than very broken german. His words cutting off with sudden gasps and choked whines, begging for you to let him finish. When he's close, pull out the toy and switch it for a new one to build up his orgasm again. Be mean about it, he loves being made into a desperate thing so unlike his usual put together self.

- When he keeps getting the toys right, overstim him for hours. Pull orgasm after orgasm from him, til he's crying. Loves how his thighs shake within the bondage as he tries to squirm and move away, but his mouth begs for more and more. Fuck into him after he's a crying snivelling mess. "Gonna breed you full, make you a stay at home mutti."

- That makes him start to moan frantically, begging for you to cum inside over and over. Begs for you to rub his clit as his head falls back and punched out moans are fucked out of him. Sobs desperately when you do, high hissed out yes yes yes! Nodding his head to whatever you say. "You want to be a mommy, König? Want to make sure I fuck you full?" Has him clenching around you and begging for you to make it happen. "B-bitt-" Choked moan interrupts his plea when you slap his clit, making him cream around your cock.

- Fuck him full of your load, pull out, and continue to fuck his puffy oversensitive cunt with a dildo. He gets so loud that you have to gag his mouth with your fingers, his warm wet mouth sucking them in as he whines pathetically. To make him really go mindless use a corn shaped dildo and take turns fucking your dick and the dildo into him, never letting him get used to one sensation. Makes him try to cum quicker on one or the other, trying to cum despite your teasing and stopping right as he is about to cum.

- When you are finally done with him, stuff him one more time with your cock while pressing down on his stomach. He's too fucked out and cock drunk to push you off and get up to go pee, so with an embarrassed whine he'll piss all over the both of you. Moaning out in relief that turns into a hiss when you start to speed up and rub his clit once more. Fuck him through the mess and if you're lucky, he'll squirt all over your cock as he passes out with a high drawn out moan.

Greed (Gekko x reader x Iso)

Yeah, I know.

But I love them so much. Plus, this one shot is heavily inspired by a dream I had and I wanted to write it down.

Thousand of apologies for the grammar or any eventual error.

Fade had faced many nightmarish situations: she got trapped in a nightmare when her powers first manifested, she had been tracked down by several people who wanted her dead and she was regularly put in deadly situations since she joined Valorant.

“I hate my heart.”

But there was definitely nothing worse than hearing your complaints about your love life.

It had now been thirty minutes that you were groaning and whining in her dorm room, lying down on her bed and your head hanging on the edge.

“Mom was right.” You sighed in a tone that sounded way too dramatic to Fade ears. “I’m selfish and greedy as hell.”

“Why am I even listening to your rambling ?” groaned the Turkish initiator.

“Because I made you coffee.”

Fade wondered where you got all that energy that you used just for complaining. Did your mouth ever run dry ? She should have seen it coming. Since you joined the protocol, you adopted her as your ‘cool older sister’.

Your words, not hers.

You followed her like a happy younger sibling. She wasn't complaining. You brewed the best coffee she had ever tasted and your presence wasn't overwhelming. You respected her space and often gave her those midnight snacks you prepared that she grew fond of.

She liked you a lot. You were like the younger sibling she never had. But goddamn she hated hearing you whining.

“Okay, so let me get this straight,” she threw a pillow at you when you giggled at the word ‘straight’. “You love Gekko.”

“Yes.”

“But you also love Iso.”

“Yes.”

“And there is no way you could decide between them.”

“No way.”

It wasn't that simple. You loved them differently but with the same amount of affection.

Gekko had a sunny personality. He always brought with him that calm and laid-back mood that tended to ease people around him. He was what you liked to call a light-bringer (‘Not like Lucifer’ you felt the need to precise to Fade to which she just raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes.). The atmosphere of the room could be gloomy and thick with tension, Gekko would always dissipate any negativity. He was a genuine individual and that was a trait that you adored in him.

Iso on the other hand was like the moon (‘or a Teddy bear’ and this time Fade only let out an exasperated sigh.). He looked silently over his friends like a silent protector. Despite his more discreet personality, he never hesitated to offer praises when he could. There was a certain softness in him that always managed to melt your soul.

“They each own a part of my heart.”

Which was quite ironic if one remembered correctly how you met them.

The first time you met Gekko, you almost insulted him.

Cypher was giving you a tour of the base when Gekko appeared on the corner of the hallway and accidentally spilled his boba on your new top. The glare you had thrown at him was so intense that he freezed for a second before apologizing profusely. You had huffed and ignored him and continued your tour of the base. Your top was ruined. No matter how many times you tried to wash it, the stain stubbornly remained. One could not imagine how surprised you felt when, later, you saw a yellow animal-like creature in your room, putting a box with an apology letter on your bed. Inside the box, you had found the exact same top.

As for Iso, the first time you met him, you almost stabbed him. ‘Almost’ thanks to his reflexes.

It wasn’t your fault. Well, not entirely. You were in the shooting range, focusing on your aim when he entered. Tensed and feeling a sudden presence behind you, you pulled your knife out of its sheath and threw it at him. Of course, he easily dodged it with a tilt of his head and a raised eyebrow as your knife planted in the wall behind. You apologized profusely and he had just shrugged and started to train with a sheriff. The rest of the hour had been awkward, especially when you went to retrieve your knife from the wall.

Fade hummed softly. “Okay. But that doesn’t explain why you’re avoiding them.”

A dramatic whine escaped your throat at her words. She watched you roll on her bed, hiding your face in her pillow.

“Everything is fine today, though. Right ?” said Fade. “You didn't hold any grudges against Gekko and neither did Iso against you. You’re even friends with both of them, now.”

You looked up at her with sad puppy eyes.

“Friends,” you repeated with a deflated tone. “I was fine with being friends with them both since I could not date them. There was a good balance. But now…things got complicated.”

Fade was now curious. It seemed like you weren't only being dramatic. Right now, you almost sounded desperate.

“What do you mean 'complicated' ?”

“I mean that the balance is now broken,” you groaned in the pillow. “Do you get that ?”

She definitely didn't. To her ears, your speech was as incoherent as a dream. It was the thing with your rambling : you rarely started chronologically and just blurted the first event that was nagging your mind.

“How did that ‘balance’ break ?” Fade sighed while checking her nails.

“Gekko kissed me.”

She immediately looked back at you. This was getting interesting.

“He what ?”

“On the cheek ! On the cheek ! On the cheek ! On the cheek !” you sat up quickly to precise it. “He kissed me on the cheek.”

Fade blinked. Unbeknownst to you, she already had a slight idea of what was going on between Gekko and you. Neon had been telling her about the Hispanic initiator sometimes sighing on her shoulder for two days.

“And of course you ran away,” she sighed as you let out another whine. “How did that even happen ?”

Your fingers were now fiddling with the pillowcase.

“Well, we were cooking snacks in the kitchen while dancing on his Spotify playlist. He was making crepes, I was making cookies and we were having fun valsing in each other's arms when it happened,” you made a noise between a sad whimper and a sigh of frustration. “Ambar Lucid’s voice can lead to some intense situations, I think.”

“And then you ran away.”

“The best run of my life,” you sighed sadly.

You’ve even been paying Wingman and Dizzy with sweets so they would not snitch whenever they found you.

Fade massaged her temples as she slowly processed what you said. She already knew you could be quite avoidant sometimes. And she also knew you hated being that way.

“What about Iso ?” she asked. “Is your ‘balance’ broken with him too ?”

You grimaced. “Kinda…?”

Fade raised an eyebrow. “Kinda ?”

“Kinda.”

“He kissed you too ?”

You shook your head and rubbed the back of your neck. Fade noticed how flustered you were.

“You know that sometimes Iso helps me perfectionning my aim.”

“Mmhmm,” Fade nodded.

It wasn't uncommon to see you both exiting the shooting range together. It wasn’t a secret that you two were quite close.

“Well, he was very…uhm…cuddly during our last shooting session.”

“Cuddly ?” Fade raised an eyebrow.

“Like, back-hugging me while helping correct my aim…breathing in my neck and murmuring instructions in my ear.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“The balance is definitely broken.”

You let your back fall back against the mattress in a dramatic gesture of helplessness.

“I know !”

“Then what do you plan to do ?” asked the initiator. “You’ll keep avoiding them both eternally ?”

“Well since you don’t want to put me in an artificial coma…” you trailed off, ignoring the deadpanned glare she shot at you.

Fade sometimes thought that your avoidance will bring you more problems than you reckoned. She remembered the regret in Deadlock’s eyes when she spoke about her sisters. Fade really didn’t want you to experience that.

“Talk to them.”

“To tell them what ?” you almost scoffed. “‘Hey ! I have a big fat crush on the both of you and was satisfied with our friendship but your recent actions unsettled the balance I had between your friendship and my feelings so I’m now avoiding you because I’m incapable of confronting my feelings and have a proper conversation about it with you two ?’” you said with a dramatically high-pitched voice.

Fade looked at you with so much exasperation in her eyes that you felt your body wince in response.

“Well, yes.”

“Hazal, no !”

“Why not ?” she flicked your forehead with her finger and you winced once more. “Communicating your feelings wouldn't be harmful. Getting things off your chest with these two would help you. Don’t you think you’ll miss something if you don’t do anything ? The thing that you avoid you’re giving it power by avoiding it.”

You were about to answer with a snarky remark but the alarm of her phone cut you off. Fade looked at it, sipped the remnant of her coffee then stood up.

“I’m being called for a mission.”

You stood up too and stretched a little.

“Time for you to kick some asses and time for me to run.”

“You mean ‘to talk’ right ?”

You shook your head and walked towards the door.

“Nope !”

You were stubborn and Fade was well aware of that. It was sometimes your greatest quality but in your current situations, it was one of your biggest flaws.

“You—”

Too late, you were already gone. She could hear your quick steps echoing in the corridors. She sighed (again !) and just decided to prepare for her mission while hoping everything will be fine for you.

You kept running in the hallways, avoiding the range because Iso had the habit of training at this hour. You also avoided the corridors leading to the backyards where you knew Gekko had the habit of playing basketball with his buddies and Neon. Why weren't you walking ? Because walking made you easy to see, easy to catch. While running made you all blurry and hard to capture.

You had to survive, to run away. But running away from what ? Embarrassment ? Shame ? Your own feelings ? Whatever that was, your feet led you to the kitchen right in front of the fridge. If you had to survive, it would not be with an empty stomach. Luckily for you, there were still remnants of the cupcakes Clove made the day before. Very colorful, very sparkly, but delicious.

You were eating the cupcakes like a starved rodent when a voice suddenly called you from behind.

“Finally, we found you !”

You jumped a little, startled, then slowly turned around and met the astounded yet amused gaze of Jett and Neon. You silently stared at them for what felt like a few long and heavy seconds before you unhurriedly lifted another untouched cupcake to your mouth and slowly — very slowly chewed it.

Neon awkwardly cleared her throat then took a step forward.

“We…uhm…thought you were with Fade.”

You raised an eyebrow as you licked some icing off your fingers.

“Fade’s on a mission.”

“That explains why you’re here alone,” said Jett with a light chuckle while playfully nudging Neon’s elbow.

You hummed lowly. Were you hanging with Fade that much ? Not surprising. You literally adopted each other once you joined Valorant. You grew so close that come agents thought you actually knew each other way before you joined the protocol.

“You were looking for me,” you said, sizing the two girls. “What do you want from me ?”

The way they were staring at you reminded you of the twins in ‘Shining’. They weren't even blinking. They took a step closer, you took a step farther.

“Please speak,” you sighed. “You two are getting creepy.”

“We need your help,” said Jett.

You raised a skeptical eyebrow at her. Jett usually was too proud to admit these kinds of things.

“Why my help ?” you asked as you took another step farther.

They exchanged a quick glance before looking back at you.

“Gekko—”

“Iso—”

They interrupted each other as your brows furrowed.

“What’s up with them ?” you asked, feeling your body tensing.

They exchanged another glance when they realized they now had your attention. Jett took another step closer.

“They need help because they’re…uhm…”

“Hurt ! They’re hurt,” completed Neon.

You nodded and started speed walking to exit the kitchen.

“Okay. I’ll get Sage.”

Neon quickly stopped you.

“Sage’s on a mission.”

“Then I’ll get Skye.”

“She went back to Australia for her days off,” said Jett.

You stopped a distressed groan from escaping your mouth. Why didn't the protocol have more healers? You were just three. Were you that rare ? Plus, you thought that Sage and Skye were way better healers that you were. More effective and quicker.

“Shit…” you cursed under your breath. “Where are they ?”

“Iso’s dorm.”

You didn't think too much and just ran towards the dorm quarter. Like the worst case scenario machine that it was, your brain started imagining worrying things. Too buried in your dark thoughts, you barely realized that you knocked on Iso’s door. He looked at you with a raised eyebrow then crossed his arms.

“Can I help you with something ?”

Your eyebrows slightly furrowed when you didn’t see any visible injury on him.

“I…”

You cut yourself when you saw Gekko behind him. He looked at you with wide opened eyes, as if not expecting to see you —which was the case. You even saw Wingman, hiding in the corner of the room throwing you an apologetic look. You cleared your throat then looked back at Iso.

“Jett and Neon told me you both were hurt,” you said and you felt yourself internally cringing when Iso’s eyes squinted slightly. “Since neither Sage nor Skye is in the base at the moment, I’m here to heal you.”

“Heal us ?” repeated Gekko as he shared a glance with Iso.

The duelist let you inside the room and slid the door shut behind you.

And then it clicked. Neon and Gekko weren't playing basketball in the base backyard like usual, Jett wasn’t hanging with Yoru and Phoenix, and Iso wasn’t reading nor in the range. You were so worried that you didn't notice how orchestrated this situation felt. You didn't notice that Neon, Gekko’s best friend, did not seem worried at all.

“You’re not hurt, huh,” you clicked your tongue.

Gekko nervously rubbed the back of his neck with an awkward but sad smile.

“We kinda are, though.”

You looked at him with narrowed eyes. The poor initiator was incapable of looking at you in the eyes. Which was not the case of Iso who didn't stop staring at you.

“Are you now ?” you scoffed with sarcasm.

Gekko's eyebrows furrowed at your tone.

“You’ve been avoiding us for—”

“Sit, please ?” Iso interrupted the both of you, still looking at you.

“Why ?”

He tilted his chin in the direction of his bed.

“We have to talk,” he answered simply while taking the chair of his desk to sit on it backward.

“Do we ?” you crossed your arms.

“Please,” you heard Gekko say with a tired tone.

He was already sitting on the bed and was patting the space beside him. You rolled your eyes but reluctantly accepted to sit beside him. You kept eyeing the door and the two agents noticed it. The three of you stayed quiet for what felt like long minutes. You were looking down at your lap, unaware of the long glance the two men were sharing. Then finally, Iso spoke.

“Gekko and I are dating.”

Oh.

“Okay,” you said simply after a few seconds.

Your fists were slowly clenching.

“It’s been a few months now,” Gekko said while rubbing his neck.

You took a deep breath and nodded, still avoiding their eyes.

“Okay,” you said with a neutral tone. “And…?”

That was a plot twist you definitely did not see coming. Why did you feel so betrayed ? What were you expecting from these two ? You wanted to stay friends with them anyway. You felt your nails digging in your palms. Why did you feel so hurt ? Why did you feel so disappointed ?

“And we thought it was fair to tell you.”

You let out a breathy and mirthless laugh.

“Thanks, I guess,” you said, your eyes not leaving the door. “Why are you telling me this ?”

You wanted to walk away from this situation so bad. You needed to. This felt too heavy. You felt a lump in your throat and slowly started to have difficulties breathing but hid it the best you could. Gekko gently grabbed one of your hands and his thumbs gently caressed your palm where your nails were digging in your flesh.

“Because we both fell for you,” Iso said as his hand reached for your face.

His fingers gently brushed the corner of your lips where a few crumbs of cupcakes remained. He noticed your pupil dilating.

“We both spent time with you individually then fell for you,” he continued. “Despite the fact that we’re already dating.”

“So we talked and we wanted to ask you if you wanted to date us,” Gekko smiled nervously. “The both of us.”

You felt your breath hitching as his words slowly reached your brain. You blinked, looked at the duelist, then at the initiator, but you stayed quiet. Iso stood up from his chair to sit beside you and Gekko on the bed.

“Do you hate us ?” he suddenly asked you.

You silently shook your head.

“But you’ve been avoiding us for almost three days !” Gekko said. “We thought we did something wrong.”

Your brows furrowed as you looked where Wingman was hidden. Did he snitch ?

You turned your face back in Gekko’s direction to throw him a very pointed look. As if remembering the kiss from two days prior —which was certainly the case—, he avoided your eyes, a light blush on his cheeks.

“O-Oh.”

“Yeah ‘oh’,” you deadpanned.

“Sorry.”

Iso watched your interaction with calm but curious eyes. He observed your fist clenching and unclenching, how your body was turned towards the door of the room, how your feet fidgeted. His lover and his crush reunited in his room. It was weirdly not unwelcome.

“I suppose your answer is ‘no’”, he said with a neutral tone.

He would feel disappointed and a bit sad if your silence and your breathing wasn’t betraying your own feelings. He and Gekko exchanged a glance, the flame of hope burning in their heart. Gekko gently squeezed your hand in his and sat closer to you.

“Tell us how you feel.”

“What are you ? My therapists ?” you scoffed, not daring to look into their eyes.

“Please.”

And in just an instant, your shell broke. Your shoulders shook slightly, your hand was squeezing Gekko's with strength, and your eyes were on your lap. Exchanging another glance with the duelist, the initiator brought your wrist to his lips to kiss it. Iso, on the other hand, wrapped his arm around your shoulders to hold you against his chest, his lips pressing against your temple. Wingman even came out of his hidden spot to hug your leg. You did not need words. They were already understanding. Yet, you could not help yourself but ask in a shy murmur :

“Am I too greedy if I want you both for myself ?”

You felt Iso chuckling against you.

“Is it a bad thing if we consent ?”

You hummed. He did have a point. Gekko suddenly leaned against you, his arms wrapping around your waist and a hopeful smile on his face. You literally were sandwiched between the two agents.

“So…is it a yes ?”

Flustered by the sudden proximity of your two faces, you cleared your throat and looked away in the direction of Wingman who visibly encouraged you with silly gestures.

“I…guess it is,” you said. “If you still want me.”

“Can I kiss you ?”

You felt very dizzy by his sudden question, your heart beating at a way too fast speed. You felt Iso holding you more firmly against his chest. When you looked up at him, he was smirking down at you.

“Isn’t it my turn ?” his face got closer. “You two already kissed, no ?”

So he knew.

“It was on the cheek !” Gekko retorted. “And did you think I didn't see that kiss on the temple ?”

“What about the one on the wrist you just did ?”

You exchanged a glance with Wingman. He shrugged and you sighed.

“Guys !” you interrupted their playful banter. “Please.”

They both stopped then looked at you.

“Alright,” said Gekko while nuzzling his face against your collarbones. “How about some quality time to begin with ?”

“We have all our time,” said Iso while rocking you from side to side.

Believe it or not, I started writing this in july. Then my brain decided to throw a tantrum again.

Like I said (wrote) before, this one shot is heavily inspired of a dream.

Anecdote : I had this dream where I was an agent of the protocol and was avoiding Iso and Gekko because I felt too awkward to confess to them. I had healing abilities in this dream, and I healed them both after a mission (a pretty hardcore one) before running away in the corridors of the protocol (the exact same corridors we saw in the Neon cinematic). Fade even hid me in her room and let me play with her cat in this dream. Wingman ended up snitching on me, Iso found me and carried me on his shoulder while I was scolding Wingman. Iso then entered in his room (with me still on his shoulder) where Gekko was waiting for us, pouting. I was sat down on the bed and the two agents sat beside me and kissed my cheeks, asking me to not run away from them ever again.

And then...I had to wake up because my sister called me... ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

It's fine though, I had a lot of dreams where these two were involved... And when I say (write) a lot of dreams, I mean A LOT.

I even had a dream where Brimstone begged me to date Yoru and Deadlock and I was like 'sure why not'.

Thanks again for taking the time to read this until the end. I wish you a nice day/night.

Could you write a cysova fanfic? Doesn’t matter if it’s smut, I just don’t feel like x reader.

I know who you are and sure 👀

"Don't love me."

"No."

"Why?"

"Because you're everything."

An immortal being, trapped inside a world where quirks were normal, needed even.

He truly never wanted to kill someone, but alas, this was his punishment; being banished into an unknown world that he had no clue of.

Although, maybe this trip wasn't in vain. He met a lot of new friends, even confiding in them with his secret. But what happens when one of them confesses to him?