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.𖥔 ݁˖ “ 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 ”

synopsis - you thought that the one they were trying to get with was your more attractive (in your opinion) friend, but you couldn’t be further from the truth

pairings - tamsy, semiu, jabber x gn! reader

⭑ TAGS/WARNINGS: x reader (romantic), sfw, fluff, a little suggestive??, angst if you squint really hard, modern au, first meeting, reader is implied to be afab in semiu’s part but there aren’t any pronouns used, reader is referred to as “you”, no appearance description, swear words, english is not my first language, sorry for my grammar, not proof read, probably ooc, tamsy

⭑ WORD COUNT: around 1.k each

notes at the end

!! PLEASE DON’T COPY OR FEED MY WORK TO AI !!

munchsama

Hiii, can i request a

Prince Tamsy x Pregnant reader

In which the reader is an ordinary Tribes woman who caught The princes eye, set to marry Tamsy once their baby is born, but one afternoon after overhearing the higher ups whispering about tamsy’s plans to kill regto and send rudo to the ground to break him, in horror, she runs away. Then caught and found by one of Tamsy’s jealous admirers and framed for stealing from her. She is then sent to the ground where Shortly afterwards, she gives birth to their child with the help of the cleaners. She never thought she would run into her soon-to-be husband at her snd her babies place of refuge. What will he do once he finds her, knowing she purposefully ran away with his baby, but not knowing the full story about how she got to the ground.

Please and Thank you💕

i love this

‧₊˚The prince who threw her away⇢tamsy caines

-love is whatever you can still betray. Betrayal can only happen if you love john le carre

synopsis: a tribal woman falls in love with a prince who becomes her entire world in quiet, dangerous ways. before she can tell him she is pregnant, she overhears a political plan and is falsely accused of theft by a jealous admirer. abandoned to the ground, she survives alone for three years until he finally finds her again beside the son he never knew existed.

content: f!reader, angst, betrayal, no happy ending, so on

a/n: the plot may or may not follow the anime/manga. if you have any suggestions or recommendations feel free to dm me. also if there are any mistakes or or things you would like me to add, reach out to me.

song to listen to and this too

Rainwater dripped from the torn cloth stretched above the alleyway, tapping steadily into the bucket beside your feet.

Your aunt kept talking while sorting scraps across the table between you both, but your attention drifted somewhere past the market noise, past the shouting vendors and rusted rooftops.

“Don’t stare off like that,” she muttered. “You’ll hand someone the wrong thing again.”

You blinked and quickly lowered your head. “S-sorry…”

A quiet snort came from beside her.

“See? She’s thinking about somebody.”

Warmth climbed into your face instantly.

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

“I’m n-not.”

Your aunt laughed under her breath and pushed another folded cloth toward you.

You grabbed it too quickly and nearly dropped the entire stack.

That only made them laugh harder.

You tried hiding your face behind the pile while your ears burned.

Unfortunately, it did not help.

Because the person stepping into the stall at that exact moment saw all of it.

The laughter stopped first.

Then the entire little corner of the market seemed to straighten around his presence without meaning to.

Prince Tamsy stood just outside the hanging fabric sheets, dark coat still damp from the rain.

Your stomach dropped.

Not from fear.

Something far more embarrassing.

Your aunt recovered first.

“Your Highness.”

Tamsy barely acknowledged the greeting before his eyes landed on you.

You immediately looked down.

“You finished the repairs?” he asked.

Your voice caught slightly. “Y-yes.”

“Bring them.”

You nodded too quickly and nearly knocked over the basket beside your feet.

Again.

Your aunt covered a grin with her hand while you scrambled to fix it.

Tamsy watched silently.

Which somehow made it worse.

You first met him months before that.

Not through romance.

Not through fate.

Because your aunt took work repairing torn gloves and coats used by people connected to the palace routes.

You mostly handled stitching.

Quiet work suited you.

Then one evening, a guard arrived carrying a dark coat with the sleeve ripped nearly to the shoulder.

You reached for it automatically.

The guard stopped you.

“Careful with that.”

Your hands pulled back immediately. “S-sorry.”

“That belongs to Prince Tamsy.”

Your fingers froze.

Your aunt took over after that, but halfway through the repair, she shoved the coat back toward you.

“You did cleaner stitching.”

“I-I don’t think I should—”

“Just fix it.”

So you did.

Tiny careful stitches.

Trying not to imagine the person wearing it.

Trying very hard not to wonder.

Three days later, he came himself.

You were crouched beside the table sorting thread when your aunt suddenly kicked your foot hard enough to make you yelp.

“Ow—!”

“Stand up.”

You looked up.

And immediately wished you hadn’t.

Tamsy stood there, one gloved hand resting against the stall frame.

Your throat went dry.

Then his gaze shifted toward the repaired sleeve.

“You did this?”

You stared for half a second too long before realizing he spoke to you.

“O-oh. Y-yes.”

His fingers brushed over the stitching.

Silent.

Your stomach twisted.

Then:

“Better than the palace work.”

Your aunt looked unbearably pleased.

You looked like you wanted the ground to split open beneath you.

After that, he kept returning.

Sometimes with repairs.

Sometimes with nothing at all.

At first your aunt stayed nearby whenever he visited.

Eventually she stopped bothering.

The entire market noticed anyway.

Prince Tamsy standing beside a tribal repair stall became impossible not to notice.

You hated when people stared.

Especially when he was there.

One afternoon, while resewing the inside lining of one of his gloves, you could feel his eyes on your hands again.

It made you nervous enough that the needle slipped.

You hissed softly.

Tamsy reached forward immediately.

“Show me.”

“It’s fine.”

“Your hand.”

You slowly opened your fingers.

A tiny bead of blood welled near your fingertip.

His thumb brushed against it before you could pull away.

Your breathing stumbled instantly.

“You’re shaking.”

“S-sorry…”

His eyes lifted to yours.

“For what?”

That only made your face hotter.

The first time he kissed you happened after closing hours.

Rain hammered against the market roofs while you locked the stall shutters.

You nearly jumped when his hand caught the edge of the wooden panel before it closed fully.

“Tamsy—”

“You’re avoiding me.”

Your stomach tightened.

“I-I’m not.”

“You left twice this week before I arrived.”

You looked down quickly. “I thought you were busy.”

“And that means you disappear?”

“No…”

His gaze stayed on your face for a long moment.

Then his fingers tilted your chin upward gently.

The rain sounded louder suddenly.

Your breath caught when he leaned down.

The kiss was slow.

Warm.

Careful enough to make your chest ache.

When he pulled back, your mind completely stopped working.

“S-sorry,” you blurted instantly.

One of his brows lifted.

“…Why.”

“I d-don’t know.”

For the first time since meeting him, you heard him laugh softly.

Not polite.

Not restrained.

Real.

You thought about that sound for weeks afterward.

Months passed.

And somehow, he became part of your life so naturally it frightened you sometimes.

He would sit near your worktable while you stitched.

Sometimes neither of you spoke for long stretches.

Other times he talked quietly about things you barely understood politically but listened to anyway because you liked hearing his voice.

And sometimes—

sometimes he touched you like he already belonged there.

A hand at your waist while passing behind you.

Fingers brushing your wrist.

His forehead resting briefly against yours late at night when nobody could see.

You loved him so badly it hurt.

The night you found out you were pregnant, you cried quietly into your blanket so your aunt wouldn’t hear.

Not because you regretted it.

Because happiness felt terrifying.

You kept pressing your shaking hand against your stomach like it would make it more real.

A baby.

His baby.

You spent the next two days trying to figure out how to tell him.

Every version sounded wrong.

“T-Tamsy, I’m—”

No.

Too sudden.

“I need to tell you something…”

No. Worse.

By the third day, your aunt finally snapped.

“You’ve been blushing at walls for forty-eight hours. Tell him already.”

Your face burned instantly.

“I-I will.”

“When?”

“…Soon.”

“You’re hopeless.”

You truly meant to tell him that night.

You really did.

But while walking through one of the palace halls toward his chambers, voices reached you through a partially opened door.

“…Regto’s removal is already in motion.”

“And Rudo?”

“He’ll be sent below.”

A pause.

Then another voice:

“And the tribal girl?”

Your chest tightened instantly.

Tamsy answered this time.

Cold. Detached.

“She isn’t important enough to affect the outcome.”

Something inside you went quiet.

Not shattered.

Not dramatic.

Just—

quiet.

Your hand slowly slipped from your stomach.

Then footsteps sounded behind you.

You turned sharply.

A woman stood there.

Beautiful clothes. Sharp smile.

You recognized her immediately.

One of the women constantly hovering near Tamsy during formal gatherings.

Her eyes flicked briefly toward your stomach before returning to your face.

Then she smiled wider.

“There you are.”

Something cold slid down your spine.

You never reached him after that.

Guards stopped you halfway down the corridor.

The woman gasped softly behind them.

“My necklace is gone.”

You blinked in confusion.

“What?”

“It disappeared after she passed.”

“That’s not true—”

The guards were already grabbing your bag.

Your pulse spiked violently.

One of them reached inside.

Then slowly pulled out a silver necklace.

Your blood turned to ice.

“I-I didn’t put that there.”

The woman stepped back dramatically. “I knew letting tribal people wander freely would end badly.”

“No— please, I d-didn’t take anything—”

“Enough.”

The voice cut through the corridor sharply.

Tamsy.

Your head snapped upward so quickly it hurt.

Relief hit first.

Immediate. Desperate.

“Tamsy—”

His eyes moved from the necklace… to you.

Unreadable.

You took one shaky step toward him.

“I swear, I didn’t—”

“She was near my room earlier,” the woman interrupted softly.

Silence.

You waited.

Your chest hurt from how hard your heart slammed against it.

Waiting for him to say they were wrong.

Waiting for him to stop this.

Instead—

“Search the rest of her belongings.”

The world dropped out beneath your feet.

You stared at him.

“No…”

Your voice cracked.

“T-Tamsy…”

He did not move.

Did not defend you.

And suddenly you understood something awful.

You loved him.

But he was still a prince first.

The descent to the Ground was not fast.

That was the cruelest part.

They dragged you through crowded streets while people watched openly.

Some looked disgusted.

Some looked entertained.

Nobody looked surprised.

Your wrists burned against the restraints.

You kept trying to breathe normally.

It wasn’t working.

“Tamsy…”

The name came out small.

Broken.

One of the guards shoved you forward harder.

“Quiet.”

You stumbled painfully.

Your hands moved instinctively toward your stomach before the chains yanked them back down.

Fear finally hit fully then.

Not for yourself.

For the baby.

Please.

At the edge of the city, the massive pit stretched open beneath the night sky.

Dark.

Endless.

The smell rising from below made your stomach twist violently.

You stopped walking.

Pure instinct.

“No…”

A guard grabbed your arm harder.

“No, wait— p-please—”

Nobody listened.

You twisted desperately toward the crowd one last time.

Looking for him.

Please.

Please just once.

And for one horrible second—

you found him.

Standing above the others.

Watching.

Rain streaked across his face.

His expression remained unreadable even now.

Your breathing broke completely.

“Tamsy…”

Nothing.

No movement.

No command to stop them.

Just silence.

The guard shoved you forward.

And the world disappeared beneath your feet.

The fall stole the scream from your throat.

Everything afterward came in pieces.

Pain.

Filth.

Blood.

Darkness.

People shouting somewhere nearby.

Hands dragging you from wreckage.

Your body curled instinctively around your stomach before you even fully woke.

The baby.

Still there.

You cried so hard you nearly threw up.

The Ground was cruel in ways words could not hold properly.

You learned quickly.

Eat when possible.

Sleep lightly.

Trust carefully.

And survive.

Because now you weren’t alone anymore.

Months later, when labor started during a storm, you thought you were going to die.

A woman from one of the shelters stayed beside you through the entire night.

“Breathe.”

“I-I can’t—”

“Yes you can.”

The pain ripped through you violently.

You screamed into your own arm to keep from frightening the others nearby.

Then finally—

a cry.

Tiny.

Sharp.

Alive.

The woman carefully placed the baby against your chest.

And suddenly every horrible thing that happened to you felt far away for one single moment.

Your son blinked up at you sleepily.

Perfect.

You started crying immediately.

Not softly.

Not quietly.

You held him against your chest like the world might steal him too.

“It’s okay,” you whispered shakily.

“I’ve got you…”

Three years passed.

Three years of hunger.

Three years of cold nights and leaking roofs.

Three years of your son curling against your side while sleeping.

He had Tamsy’s eyes.

That hurt the most.

Sometimes he would touch your face sleepily before bed.

“Mama?”

“Yes?”

“Were you lonely before me?”

Your throat tightened painfully.

“…A little.”

Then his tiny arms would wrap around your neck.

And somehow that made everything worse.

The night Tamsy found you again, rain hammered against the broken shelter roof hard enough to shake it.

Your son slept curled against your chest while you fixed tears in one of his shirts beside a weak lantern.

Then suddenly—

silence.

Not outside.

Inside you.

That awful instinct that someone dangerous had entered the space nearby.

Footsteps approached slowly through the mud.

You looked up.

And your entire body froze.

Tamsy stood in the doorway.

Rain soaked through his dark coat.

For a second nobody moved.

Then your son stirred sleepily against you.

Tiny hands rubbing at his eyes.

Tamsy’s gaze snapped downward instantly.

Everything in him stopped.

The boy blinked sleepily back at him.

Same eyes.

Same stare.

Same shape around the mouth.

Your son frowned slightly. “Mama… who’s that?”

Your grip tightened around him automatically.

Tamsy looked at the child like the world had just split open in front of him.

“…Who is he.”

Your throat closed painfully.

“My son.”

Silence.

Heavy.

Violent.

Tamsy stared at the boy’s face again.

Then slowly—

very slowly—

understanding entered his expression.

“You were pregnant.”

Not a question.

You looked away first because suddenly seeing him hurt too much.

“I was g-going to tell you.”

“And you ran.”

Something inside you cracked at the wording.

A small laugh escaped you.

Broken. Breathless.

“Ran?”

Your son pressed closer against you from the tension in your voice.

You held him tighter immediately.

“They accused me of stealing.”

No response.

“You watched.”

His jaw tightened slightly.

“I was given evidence.”

“You were given an excuse.”

That landed.

Rain pounded harder outside.

“Tamsy, they threw me into the Ground while I was carrying your child.”

The words finally sounded real saying them aloud.

You saw it hit him.

Actually hit him.

For the first time since entering, Prince Tamsy looked shaken.

Not controlled.

Not composed.

Shaken.

His eyes dropped toward the boy again.

Your son hid his face against your shoulder nervously.

“He’s scared of you,” you whispered.

That landed harder than anything else.

Tamsy looked physically ill for one brief second.

Then gone again.

“I didn’t know.”

Your eyes burned instantly.

“You didn’t ask.”

Silence.

Your breathing turned uneven.

“You stood there while they threw me away.”

The tears finally spilled before you could stop them.

“And I still waited for you.”

Your son lifted his head slightly at that, confused by your crying.

Tiny fingers touched your cheek carefully.

“Mama…”

That broke something in the room completely.

Tamsy stared at the child touching tears off your face with tiny hands.

A child that should have known him.

A child that should have grown up above.

A child that spent three years in hell because he chose silence.

And suddenly the prince who always had an answer—

had none at all.

hope you like it!

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Wspp!!

Could you do Tamsy x Reader making out like after a mission, and nobody can find them but screaming for them to get over to the jeep so everyone can leave. They can totally here them but are just ignoring them

── ❨ ⸝⸝ 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑. ❩ making out with tamsy while getting rushed to hurry up..

ೀ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 - fluff, making out after a mission, makeouts obviously, physical touch (holding hands), tamsy can’t keep his hands off you, messy kisses, sorta reassurance (?), added in a bonus scenario :3, needy! tamsy, tamsy is hungry for you, wc - 1.1k

⊹ ⸝⸝ .ᐟ tamsy caines x fem reader

the mission had just ended, the trash beast finally down after what felt like forever, its heavy body still half-sunken into the piles of broken scrap and dust.

everyone was tired, a little shaken, but moving fast anyway, gathering up their stuff and calling out to each other as they started heading back to the jeep.

you and tamsy were supposed to be right there with them, walking behind the cleaners as they pushed forward, talking over each other about the fight, about how close it got.

but tamsy kept glancing at you instead, like he couldn’t stop checking that you were still there, still okay, his hand brushing yours every few steps until he finally just grabbed it and held on.

you both drifted a little slower than the group without really saying it out loud, letting the distance grow just enough until the others were a few steps ahead, distracted.

the jeep came into view, parked near a large rock that blocked part of the area from sight, and tamsy used that moment, gently tugging you off to the side, right behind it where no one could see you unless they walked around.

“just a second,” he said, quiet, almost like he needed this more than he wanted to admit.

before you could answer, his hands were on your face again, a little rough from the fight but careful with you, and then he was kissing you, fast at first, like he’d been holding it in the whole time you were out there facing that thing.

whoiskohi

𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗬 𝗕𝗢𝗬 | 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘬𝘶 𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘹 f!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Summary: So close and so far away. Or, nobody understands Senku's obsession with a human statue.

warnings: fluff, soft!senku, yearning!senku, a little bit of angst.

word count: 760

𖥸┈┈┈𖥸┈┈𖥸┈┈𖥸┈┈┈𖥸┈┈┈𖥸┈┈𖥸┈┈┈𖥸

His eyes lit up when he found it.

He took a cloth and start cleaning it up carefully, gently and with some glimpses of affection while checking that each piece was where it should be.

The day was beautiful, sunny with some little clouds decorating the sky and the birds chipped from afar. Senku walked for, who knows how long, from the village with just a simple idea on mind, an idea he couldn't share with the group, an idea the he wasn't sure he could fulfill that day, but thankfully, he did.

After so many days, that could count as months, he finally found you.

The problem was, you were a statue.

kamiflix

▶︎︎ Noble (starring . fire lord!zuko & cult leader!geto)

synopsis . In which the two leaders of two entirely different lifestyles have one other thing in common outside of their lordship—their addiction to you. content . afab!reader, atla x jjk au, porn with no plot, lots of hair pulling (duh), hints of obsession and possessiveness, eventual threesome & they kinda pass you back 'n forth, brothel worker!reader, missionary, marathon sex, zuko’s a lil awkward here ‘n there, fingering, oral sex, throat fucking, slight nipple play, praise, pet names, sexual use of fire bending, creampies, dirty talk (sugu's filthy like always), full nelson, zuko steams when he’s close/when he cums, manhandling, filth (cum eating), jealous innuendos, prone bone, etc.

word count . 8.7k (dunno how tht happened) || author's note: y’all know i had to. btw this is dedicated to tht one anon who said they’re tired of seeing me write foursomes & threesomes <3 banner art by rororogi mogera!

In a world where things like jujutsu sorcery and elemental benders exist simultaneously, one can only imagine how overwhelming life must be to live.

And yet, you’ve managed to find some sort of balance in the midst of it all as a humble brothel worker.

Well, not just any humble brothel worker but—the brothel worker, as titled by the many men and women of highest ranks in society who’ve had the pleasure of indulging in you for a night or two.

You had gathered many loyal clients over the years, people who'd come in and beg 'n plead for even a few minutes with you. By the time this palate of clients reached those of higher status, your rates naturally went up, and eventually you'd only be visited by those most worthy of you.

Which, is rather impressive for a mere whore.

tteokdoroki

🛞 TAKING SPACE ✩ aang .ᐟ

🏁 pit stop ! 𖦹 aang has always taken up space, in your heart, your mind and amongst the things that you own. he's larger than life and perhaps, larger than what you can physically take. (6K)

🏁 safety car ! ⋆ not safe for work ⋆ smut ⋆ eighteen plus only. aang the last airbender, sorta canon compliant, characters are adults, established relationships, size kink, strength kink, condescension, fingering ( f!receiving ), just the tip, unprotected sex, cumming inside, he glows when he cums. avatar aang, fem reader.

🏁 team radio ! ⋆ hey ... hi ... what started out as a little silly thought turned into something very crazy. so very crazy. this is for @peachversace with a little help from @bfbkg at the end hehe !! aang is so fine guys im gonna tear my teeth out. anyways i rlly hope u like mwah sorry for any typos !! click for more.

── © tteokdoroki ╱ 2026.

aang has always taken up space.

if you were to try and pinpoint the exact centre of the solar system, you would probably start with him. his personality glows, like the golden delicious flicker of sunlight on your skin as it wades through tree leaves and breaks through a canopy with ease. if a planet were to die because the sun stopped burning, you think you’d feel the same if aang suddenly went away. the two are comparable. objectively.

he regards strangers with the same amount of kindness as a child with no clue on how the world works would. wide eyed, uncaring — a friend of a friend until there is a reason to find someone an enemy. one might say that it’s his greatest weapon, another, his fatal flaw. aang’s larger-than-life smile, all teeth and dazzled eyes, is the glue that keeps you all together, the one person that seals the space as though it were some kind of bonding. the same space he takes up. his heart is large with room for all, including you, always you. even if it took time to see beyond the blinding light and notice.

aang takes up physical space too.

you have no idea when you started having to crane your neck up to get a glimpse of him. when the short boy, with the wildest dreams and weight of everything on his shoulders, started towering over you without looking down at you. you can’t remember when he turned stocky, and his shoulders broadened to rival the wingspan of those who feel just as at home in the sky as he does. it’s hard to place when his welcomed hugs stopped feeling like a warm kiss from the sun and started stoking the same level of heat deep within as if someone had thrown coal onto a fire and left it to burn into ash for the wind. if aang were to hug you now, you’d only be able to think about his size, and how it could crush you. with all that muscle and all that strength — it fills you with greed.

tteokdoroki

🛞 HOT SHOT ✩ zuko .ᐟ

🏁 pit stop ! 𖦹 zuko finds a way to make up for the burns he leaves by accident. for my lovely @peachversace i kiss u and i love you very much! (2.4K)

🏁 safety car ! ⋆ not safe for work ⋆ smut ⋆ eighteen plus only. sorta canon compliant, adult atla characters, established relationship, strength kink, blowjobs, overstimulation, hot cum ? … cum swallowing, squirting, cum play, unprotected sex, fire lord zuko & princess, water-bender fem reader.

── © tteokdoroki ╱ 2026.

the air in the room is heady. threaded with notes of acidric blackened ash and choking smog. elements of salt on skin, a familiar tang of sex heavy amongst particles that flicker to life with randiness, buzzing in the small gap of air between yourself, and the burning flesh of the firelord bending at your will.

zuko’s thighs tremble with the something of a man who’s been standing tall for too long. each and every one of his muscles screaming for some kind of merciful release, the tension wound into bundles of myocytes and protein fibre builds high and tightly — like a spring waiting to bounce back, and through gritted teeth and pursed lips, the fire lord lets out treble-esque, quaking moan that crackles in the small gap between your brain and your skull, launching lust right down your spine.

you release his seedy shaft from your mouth with a pop that’s loud enough to break the sound barrier and lewd enough to have another orgasm coil between his organs and take up space in the small lull of time he should be using to breathe, soul barely sinking back into his body. amber eyes, bright like licking flames, traverse the scope of your sweaty face and swollen lips and lad on their part. your mouth full to the brim like a silver chalice, translucent white in loose ropes decorates your slick tongue reminiscent of spider’s silk and dew drops that sparkle in early hours when the sun rises in the east.

raspberryacademia

Act I: The Sphere

An Angel's Return pt. 3

Tamsy Caines x Spherite!Reader

Synopsis: Tamsy's fiancée has a request, and she'll stop at nothing to convince him.

Tags: Established Relationship, fluff, Prince!Tamsy, Fem!reader, Fiancée!reader, Giver!reader.

Word count: 3,389

Beware: Tamsy Manga Spoilers

raspberryacademia

Beware: Tamsy Manga Spoilers

Act I: The Sphere

An Angel's Return Pt. 2

Tamsy Caines x Spherite!Reader

Synopsis: The royal pair take an impromptu date on the town.

Tags: Established Relationship, fluff, Prince!Tamsy, Fem!reader, Fiancée!reader, Giver!reader.

Word count: 3,283

raspberryacademia

Beware: Tamsy Manga Spoilers

Fanfic below!

loulovesshiganshina

The Best There Is | Tamsy Caines x Fem!R

When a cocky newbie doubts your abilities, Tamsy pulls you aside for a much-needed reunion filled with quiet longing and soft affection

‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ‬ ݁˖‪‪❤︎‬ིྀ

You were sprawled across your bunk in the assigned dormitory, half-dozing, when Enjin’s booming voice crackled through your neck comm.

“Yo, Princess! You there?!”

You sighed, rolling your eyes as you pressed the button on your comm. “What do you want, Enjin?”

“Little Zanka’s got a boo-boo. We’re all down in main HQ medbay. Can you come patch him up?”

You didn’t bother replying. Instead, you swung your legs off the bed and slipped into your ratty grey slippers—the ones that flip-flopped obnoxiously with every step as you made your way down the corridors.

evvire

GACHIAKUTA— tamsy caines x gn!reader

You’ve been acting strange since that night. There aren’t too many changes, but he knows that you know something.

CONTENT. MAJOR SPOILERS, NO ANIME FRIENDLY! cleaner!reader, tamsy is a lil mean, manipulation, toxic behaviors (is tamsy bro), reader and tamsy are in a strange ‘relationship’ If you could say it like that, not proofread, last part? Idk.

A/N. My lazy ass and my procrastination didn't help at all in doing this, which is why this part looks worse than the others. Can we ignore Tamsy being ooc sometimes? He's a damn problem to write (but I love him so much, I don't care). Thank you for the support you've given me! Seeing that you like what I write gives me more motivation to publish whatever crap comes to mind.

anyways, english is not my first language so forgive any mistakes.

tag list: @briefpeachdinosaur @helendelrey

You couldn't sleep that night.

Or the next night, or the night after that.

You were rethinking what to do with ‘that’ information. Should you tell someone? But what if it's nothing dangerous?

What if it is?

And what would happen if you didn't say anything? You had already decided that you didn't want to get too involved in this...

No. That would make you an accomplice, wouldn't it? And as you thought before, if it is dangerous, you could have prevented it if only you hadn't been afraid.

But you wouldn't be affected.

You're selfish.

You sighed and let your head fall onto the desk. While you were deciding what to do, you wrote down what you were thinking and what you couldn't tell anyone. It was a habit you picked up recently, you did it for this kind of thing. Sometimes you came up with a solution to the problems you wrote down in your notes.

It's embarrassing, even though that's all there is for now.

You played with your pencil a little. Fortunately, you haven't had to deal with Tamsy much these days; you had different things to do and were very busy. That gave you some leeway to slip away from his quick chats and get out of there. You don't want to avoid him, but it's better to keep your distance as much as you can, at least until you figure out what the hell is going on with him.

Now that you think about it, Tamsy is a very private person. He has never told you anything too personal, and when you tried to test the waters by asking him about it, he simply changed the subject or gave you minimal information. Nothing complete, everything very vague.

You wonder why.

He has also never told you anything about his scars.

You have to stop thinking nonsense. It's clearly none of your business, and it would be hypocritical of you to want to know everything about him when you've hidden things about yourself too. But is it wrong to want to know a little more about him?

You looked at your notes for a moment. The page was almost full, you never bothered to reread what you wrote.

You have nothing more to write, it's time to put them away where you always do.

“You've been different lately, is everything okay?”

You looked up, turning your vital instrument for the tenth time in a futile attempt to let this silence flow between you. You're surprised that Tamsy sought you out shortly after finally finding a break in his busy schedule.

“Yes. I just haven't been sleeping well, as usual.” Tamsy stared at your face for longer than you would have liked, making you shift uncomfortably under his gaze.

Tamsy is more intimidating than you would like to admit. And even more so when you know his secret.

The smile he gave you afterwards confused you.

“All right, I'll stop with this. Why couldn't you sleep well? I'm a little curious.”

You avoided looking at Tamsy, focusing instead on the shape of your vital instrument. It was a little difficult, but you managed it very successfully.

“It's just me. Sometimes I have trouble sleeping.” Lie. He knows you're lying.

If you're not willing to tell him the truth, he'll have to find out for himself.

Tamsy nodded in understanding. “You can come to me when that happens, it won't be any trouble for me.”

He... you won't bother thinking that.

“Thanks, but that would be fucking embarrassing. No.” Tamsy just smiled, dismissing it with a wave of his hand through those big sleeves of his.

“As you wish.”

You jumped a little when Tamsy gently leaned on your shoulder, one of his characteristic locks tickling your neck. A shiver ran through your body.

“Can I complain that you've been neglecting me lately? It seems like you've been ignoring me.”

He doesn't like changes without explanation.

“What are you talking about? If I were ignoring you, we wouldn't be like this. I would have run away long ago.” Tamsy raised his hand and gave you a little tap on the cheek.

“Not like that. You don't have to ignore me because of your lack of sleep...”

How dare you?

You won't try to fight with him, it's useless. “Whatever you say, then.” You'll let him think what he wants, trying to convince him otherwise is impossible.

Tamsy seemed pleased with your answer, and finally walked away to give himself you some personal space.

“You are weird.” Is he being serious right now?

You stared at him, waiting for him to get the message, but Tamsy just stared back at you. “You know I'm joking. I've also noticed that you've been grumpier than usual lately, like now.”

You shifted your attention to a specific spot in the room, too tired to respond. “...You know, my insomnia makes me like this too.”

He already knew that, he knows you very well. He just wants to see if he can get anything more out of you than that.

“It must be hard for you these days, you value your sleep so much after all.” Boring. Could you talk about something else?

You stood in silence for a moment, there was no other sound but the occasional of distant voices and doors. “Oh, looks like some cleaners are ready to go on missions.”

You turned toward him, not remembering he was so close. “Hey, now that I think about it, why don't you—”

“TAMSYYYY, IT'S TIME TO GO!!!”

You heard Tamsy's irritated sigh beside you as Delmon abruptly entered, and you had to cover your ears for a moment.

“Could you please not make so much noise?” He's a little annoyed. He doesn't like being interrupted so soon.

“I'M SORRY, TAMSY!!! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE WITH THEM!” Tamsy got up from his seat, and you just followed him with your eyes.

“Yes, I was spending time with them. But that doesn't matter now.” He doesn't want to go on that insignificant mission. Sometimes he is annoyed by his job as a cleaner, but he can put up with it for a while longer. He still has to continue in his role.

“I'M SORRY! I SHOULD HAVE—”

“I said it doesn't matter anymore. Let's go.”

Tamsy let out a soft sigh, briefly grabbing his head in indignation.

“See you later.” He turned around to look at you, giving you one of those friendly smiles of his, and hurried out of the room with Delmon, leaving you blank for a moment—Team Eager stuff, you guess.

“THE MISSION WE WERE ASSIGNED ISN'T AS DIFFICULT AS OTHERS! WE CAN COME BACK QUICKLY SO THAT—”

“Delmon, please.”

Delmon heeded the blond-haired man's words and they continued walking. Tamsy felt relieved again by the wonderful silence that ensued, finally his eardrums were no longer suffering.

That gave him a moment to calmly think about what had been going on these days with his interactions with you. You've been acting strange lately.

His smile remained on his face.

What's been bothering you so much?

“So...” you started with the boy next to you. You can't deny that it's a little difficult to try to talk to him, especially now, when he's so focused on eating some noodles.

Rudo glanced at you out of the corner of his eye, but said nothing. The fact that he was still sitting at the same table (even though you were the one who had intentionally sat here first) was the only confirmation you needed that he wasn't uncomfortable.

“How long have you had that hobby of yours? I mean, repairing things.” Rudo paused for a moment, thinking about what to say. Since... how long?

“Since I was a kid.” Rudo looked back at you, saw how you stared at the glass of some liquid he couldn't quite recognize.

“You're very good at it.” You both fell silent after the small talk. You didn't try to talk to him anymore, you were thinking a little, and the boy was more focused on eating.

A few months ago, Rudo had arrived at The Ground. He's a Sphereite that was kicked out by the idiots upstairs. In fact, you still think they're morons, but Rudo makes you doubt that thought.

Rudo is... you don't know him very well to be honest, but from the little you've talked, he doesn't fit the stereotype you had of all those people.

You might even have wanted to avoid him in the past, thinking he would be like a spoiled child, or looking down on all of you for even touching his precious porcelain skin. After all, that's how they are, right?

But...

You think you were wrong, at least with him.

“Will you soon have your first job as a cleaner?” You stirred your glass a little. You didn't want it anymore, it tasted awful.

Rudo shrugged slightly. “They haven't told me anything.” You stared at him—or rather, you stared at his big gloves.

Do they get in the way sometimes? They're a little worn, which is normal after having them for so long, according to Rudo. If you remember correctly, his father gave them to him.

How did a piece of Watchman get to the Sphere? It doesn't make sense to you.

Watchman... Are Rudo, Amo, and Tamsy connected in some way?

You sighed again and leaned on the table, trying to forget about it for a moment. You wished you had never entered Tamsy's room that night. If only you didn't remember...

You've become a little different because of that incident. You think that something could happen to you at any moment, or worse, that Tamsy might find out. You don't know what he might do in that case.

You're an idiot. You'll never get tired of repeating it. You got yourself into all this trouble because of a stupid cassette.

“Well... I'm going to my room. Good luck.”

The boy looked up, his mouth full of noodles, but nodded slightly.

Whatever.

You got up from your seat and waved a quick goodbye before leaving the room.

This is driving you crazy.

You don't know how much longer you can take it.

The sound of paper made you turn to Semiu, who was sorting through sheets of who knows what. She's been very busy lately.

It seems that paperwork and missions piled up again, which is why you were able to take advantage of being close to her without arousing suspicion.

This was one of the consequences of your paranoia. you always tried not to be alone, as you felt safer that way. That said, it was quite normal to seek out Semiu, Enjin, or other cleaners to be around.

“How many missions are? I'm surprised by the number of sightings of trash beasts. I don't think even with all the cleaners working we'll be able to handle it...”

Semiu sighed and shook her head. “Right now, I'm sending out the cleaners who are available. I just sent Rudo and Tamsy on a mission, but we need more. Help me with this.”

You took the papers she gave you. There were a lot of them, but all you had to do was sort them, which was easy. On the other hand, you were surprised at how quickly they sent Rudo on his first job. You barely slept for thirty minutes...

“And Riyo? I heard she's back to normal.” You also heard that she came with Mildretta and that other guy who has a Raider uniform, what was his name...?

"She's fine now. She's ready for some missions I'll assign her, but there's still a lot to do. Tomorrow you'll have more work than usual, I have to make sure to divide all the missions among the cleaners who are available at this time."

You nodded. You had taken a day off to rest a little. It felt strange. It had been a long time since you had asked the boss for some time off.

You let out a snort. It would have been better to do a thousand missions today, at least that way you would have other things to focus on. The problem is that you're a little tired, perhaps due to the mental exhaustion you're going through. You don't think you're in the best condition to even activate your vital instrument.

“It will be Rudo's first job as a cleaner...” you said quietly, but Semiu heard you anyway.

“That's right. We can't send him as the only Giver, so Tamsy offered to guide him.” Then he'll be fine. Tamsy seems to have a close bond with Rudo. You had seen how he treated him on occasion.

“I hope they come back okay.”

They didn't come back okay.

At least Follo, who was good news in that he was now a Giver, had some problems in the midst of it all. First and foremost, some (including you) thought that Rudo had turned Follo into a living weapon or something, but that was quickly dismissed when Semiu took a look at the boy and said everything was fine.

“What the hell happened?” You said it without thinking, a little confused about what must have happened on that mission for everything to end up like this.

“It was a bit of a difficult mission. We managed, but obviously Follo ended up like that, and apparently Rudo couldn't use his powers when he had one more item left to use. So we deduced that maybe Follo could have become a weapon for Rudo.”

You turned to look at Tamsy, who was staring at the boy with a neutral expression. He was one of the calmest about all this, if you can say that.

You paid very little attention to Semiu's explanation of ‘why’ all this might have happened, understanding a little of what she was saying.

You were about to leave when you felt a chill run down your spine. You turned around quickly and bumped into the Boss, who had a strange expression on his face.

“Whoa! You scared me...” It seems you weren't the only one who was scared...

You took advantage of the fact that everyone else was focused on what the boss was saying and walked away a little, but you were confused when, after saying a few words, he left too quickly.

Did he have something on his mind?

“It looks like Rudo and Follo finally became friends.” You glanced sideways at Tamsy, who was looking in the direction of the two mentioned, and you quickly did the same. They were surrounded by many cleaners and supports, all celebrating and very happy. You couldn't feel the same way.

Something is wrong, but you don't know what.

Or maybe it's just you, there's nothing wrong. Everything went very well.

But then why did the boss react like that...?

“I'll go get him something to eat.” Tamsy's voice snapped you out of your thoughts, and you turned just in time to see him walking calmly out of the infirmary. When he left the room, you turned your head and noticed that Tomme, a few feet away, had a slightly serious expression on her face as she looked in the direction Tamsy had gone.

She quickly noticed you looking at her, completely changing her expression and waving slightly at you.

Does she dislike Tamsy? You wouldn’t think so. Tomme has never shown any sign of dislike towards him before.

Unless... You're not the only one. You know that suspicious look very well

Should you talk to her? just to get rid of your suspicions. It's a bad idea, but you can't live with the curiosity anymore.

You approached Tomme, asking her if you could talk for a moment. As you expected she agreed, and you left the room for more privacy.

“What did you want to talk about?” You were silent for a moment, the shouts of the others still audible outside the room.

You have to calm down, you can't back out now. Tomme is looking at you with confusion right now, and you just want to know if it's as bad as you think it is.

“Can you tell me how Rudo's mission went? I got a little lost with everything everyone else was saying, and since you always take notes on what happened...” Tomme nodded and began to briefly tell you everything that had happened. What confused you was that at one point she seemed indecisive, grabbing her cap and looking in another direction.

“If you don't want to tell me that's fine, I can—” Tomme interrupted you.

“No, it's okay. As I was saying, Rudo and Follo had a fight and... I don't know why it seemed that way to me, but... it seemed like Tamsy didn't want to intervene.” That's enough for you.

She left you with some doubts, but you thanked Tomme anyway and left. You need to process what she told you.

Tamsy has strange attitudes.

What is he doing? You trust him, or at least you used to trust him a lot. However, now you have too many questions. Is he really as kind as you think he is?

He is a person who inspires confidence, and his appearance is like... like an angel's, and his personality is no different. He is perfect in every way, no matter how you look at him.

You don't know what to think of him.

You stopped when you realized your feet had unconsciously taken you to the hallway leading to the boss's office. You don't want to bother him, and you have no business being here. Why...?

You have to leave. You're standing in the middle of the hallway like a jerk. You turned around, but you couldn't take more than a few steps before you heard a door open behind you. You looked over your shoulder, confused when you saw the person coming out of Corvus's office.

“I didn't think you needed to talk to the boss too, you can come in now if you want.” His signature bun was gone, letting his blonde locks fall freely over his shoulders and back.

Is he taking another day off?

“No... I can tell him later, it wasn't urgent.”

Tamsy tilted his head, his interested gaze making you break eye contact. He didn't say anything, and with that you were able to escape and go to your room.

Tamsy narrowed his eyes slightly in the direction you had gone. He needs to try something.

There's something you're not telling him.

“Was it necessary to come here?” You saw the place where Tamsy had almost dragged you by force. He had insisted on bringing you here before going on his 'trip.'

“Of course. This is the place I visit most often, they make good noodles.” You were a little reluctant to accept. You don't know what made him want to invite you, but you won't complain for now.

You were hungry anyway.

The two of you sat at a table that was further away from the others. It didn't take you long to grab the menu and see what to order. You were undecided about what to choose, you had never been here before.

“I'd recommend this one.”

You looked up, Tamsy smiled and pointed to a noodle dish on the menu. It looked delicious, and it seemed to be the specialty of the place.

“Don't worry about paying, consider it a gift from me for the cassette you gave me." You opened your mouth to protest, but Tamsy just shook his head.“Don't waste your time.”

You gave up trying to argue and just let him do what he wanted. You waited a while until a waitress came over to take your order, then left shortly after. “Where are you going?” You tried to start a conversation after a few minutes of silence.

“It's a little far from here, and to be honest, I don't like going there often, but I have business to attend to.” Seriously, that's all you got as an answer?

You sensed that Tamsy wasn't willing to say more than that. It feels strange. Tamsy always confuses you.

“I see. You'll be away for a few days, right?”

“Yes. Why? Are you going to miss me?” You blinked a couple of times, but then shook your head.

“Don't be like that! I was just curious.”

Tamsy hummed. “Curiosity leads to nothing good. You know that?” You felt uncomfortable with his words, but you shrugged it off; it's not like you could do much about it now anyway.

“Cut it out. I'm just trying to strike up a conversation. You know what that is?” Tamsy rested his face in his palm, looking at you with an amused expression.

“I know, but you're really bad at it. No offense.” You grumbled a little in annoyance at his words. Luckily for you, the waitress finally arrived with the two plates of noodles and drinks you had ordered.

She left, leaving you alone with Tamsy again, now in a slightly more comfortable atmosphere for you. That would give you some space to try to find out more about him.

You looked down at your plate of food, waiting for it to cool down a bit with some difficulty. Damn, Tamsy has good taste. It looks delicious.

“Tamsy, what things do you like? Apart from your taste in music and noodles.”

Tamsy put his hand on his chin, pretending to think. You're a little nosy today.

“I like loose-fitting clothes.” Wow, he finally deigned to give you a more direct answer. You started eating, and as you imagined, the taste was a blessing to your taste buds.

“What else? Are you passionate about anything?” Yes, his plans with Rudo set him in motion, but you don't need to know that.

“Nothing specific comes to my mind right now. How about you?”

You thought about it for a moment, not realizing that Tamsy hadn't touched his food yet. “I'm passionate about killing trash beasts and saving civilians in the process.” That almost made him roll his eyes.

“I understand.” You both remained silent for a short time before you insisted again.

“Where are you from? And how did you get those marks?”

If he wasn't pretending right now, he would have left you here alone. He organized all of this because he wanted to know something before he left.

Now, he won't curse you so much for being so curious. He's in the same state as you, he'll have to get a little ahead of what he originally planned. He'll borrow your attempt to ‘get’ information out of him.

“It was an accident I had a while ago. Are you feeling better now?” He changes the subject, again.

“Mhm, it was nothing serious.” You're a big liar. He doesn't like you lying to him.

“Are you sure it's nothing serious? I was a little worried, and the fact that this change started that night has me intrigued.”

You stopped eating, the noodles were starting to taste too sour in your mouth. You don't like where this is going.

Shit.

“It has nothing to do with it.”

“Of course it does. If it's something serious, you can tell me.”

You looked away, anxiously hoping that would make Tamsy back off from whatever he was trying to do. Unfortunately, he didn't.

“Did something bother you that night? Did you see something or someone?”

“...No. I just had a nightmare.” As if he would believe you.

“Can I ask what that nightmare was about? The fact that it's been tormenting you for days gives me the impression that it was something serious.”

“It was awful, and that's why I don't want to say anything.”

Tamsy fell silent, but it wasn't long before he spoke again. “Does that dream have anything to do with your behavior? You only behave this way with me, and apparently when you're with someone else you seem more comfortable.”

That made you stop, Tamsy noticed that. There it is. That's all he needs.

“I—”

You stopped talking when Tamsy gave you a light caress on your cheek. You looked at him with wide eyes.

“Don't be so nervous. I was just returning what you were doing a moment ago. But… I meant what I said about you being able to count on me. If you have a problem, don't hesitate to tell me, really. I'll try to help you as much as I can.”

He withdrew his hand and placed some money in the center of the table, then stood up. You didn't hesitate to follow him. You weren't hungry anymore anyway.

But first, you paused for a moment to look at Tamsy's plate. He hadn't eaten anything. Was he not hungry? Anyway, Tamsy was leaving, and you had to catch up with him.

He waited patiently for you at the door, and you left that place together. Surprisingly, you remained completely silent the whole way.

At least you were spared all that. You didn't think Tamsy would confront you like that. He had done it before, but never as directly as now.

You hope you didn't let slip anything too obvious; that's what happens when you get nervous.

Tamsy, on the other hand, was quite calm about what happened.

He has to take care of something before he leaves.

You suddenly stopped writing in your notebook; you couldn't think of anything else to write. It's night. Once again, you couldn't sleep. And that was the main reason you started doing this, to see if it would help you get some sleep, but it only made you overthink things.

What Tomme told you, the Watchman series...

The book... what was it for? And why does Tamsy have it? And why would he hide it?

And why didn't he intervene in the fight between Rudo and Follo?

Screw it. You're going to think more deeply about all this. There are many loose ends, and you feel that the book you saw is just the beginning.

You were overanalyzing everything, even what seemed ‘harmless.’ You didn't trust that it was all just coincidence.

To begin with, after a while you realized something that may be logical to you: the people who were affected during this period of time are all connected to Rudo.

Amo, Follo, and Rudo's father. There are few, but you just feel like there's something there.

Or is Rudo just a magnet for trouble?

Since he arrived, the cleaners have had more problems. You just thought it was because he was a Sphereite in The Ground. It has to be more than that, right? Or maybe not.

You have to start somewhere else, again. First, Rudo arrived down here more than two months ago, his goal is to go back up to the Sphere, and also to find out who killed his father. His father gave him the gloves. You don't know how, but he gave them to him.

But here we go again. What does all this have to do with Tamsy? You want to leave it at that. It's much harder than you thought.

So... ugh. Again.

The book, Amo, Rudo...

What will that book do?

Tamsy takes a lot of time off, and you don't even know where he goes because when you ask him, he never answers.

Your lack of concentration makes it harder than it already is. You're missing important things, or perhaps not, there was never anything to begin with. You don't know.

But…

What if you tell someone else? That way you could get some help, and probably come to some new conclusions. You don't know if Tamsy is connected in any way to Amo or Rudo, but it's worth a try.

You abruptly stand up from your chair, you're going to tell someone. You can no longer bear the thought that you're being an accomplice if you remain silent, you'll do it to get yourself out of trouble. You don't care who it is, the first person you come across will be the one you tell everything to.

Tomme or someone else. You don't care.

All of this makes you feel sick to your stomach. Ever since you found out about that damn book, everything has changed, including your perception of Tamsy.

You walked quickly, and when you opened the door to your room to at least find someone and tell them everything, you saw the person you least wanted to see right now.

“Oh, I was about to knock, but I thought you were sleeping. It's very late.” There was Tamsy, with one hand slightly raised to knock on the door.

“I wanted to talk to you.”

You’re really unlucky.

“Uh... I don't know, Tamsy... I'm tired and I don't—” Tamsy interrupted you.

“It'll be quick, I promise.”

You mumbled something you didn't even know what it was. Would it be bad to slam the door in his face? You want to, but you don't know what to do.

“Tamsy...”

“Please. I won't be here tomorrow, so I want to do it now.” And why especially in the middle of the night?

You quickly looked around, hoping someone would pass by and see you like this, saving you. You wished the boss, Semiu, Enjin, or anyone else would come to your rescue.

You're alone.

“Can I come in?” You look at him with a neutral expression before stepping aside and letting him pass. You have no other options left. Maybe it's something else and you're just making a fuss because you're thinking the worst.

“Okay, but just for a moment. It's late and I want to go to sleep.” Tamsy smiles at you, glancing slightly down the hallways out of the corner of his eye. There's no one around.

“I can't visit someone I care about anymore?” Of course not, you won't fall for that fallacy of his. What you are sure of is that Tamsy is a liar. “I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd stop by to say hello.”

Tamsy entered your room, looking around curiously. There are several things, but it's not very messy. He's seen better, but it's decent.

“What did you want to talk about?” Tamsy turned his gaze to you, looking as calm as ever. Again, it feels off.

“Something important. Sorry if it's late, but I remembered this a moment ago and had to come talk to you about it.” You blinked a little uncomfortably. Tamsy just stood there, in the middle of your room. You didn't realize he had locked the door. As clueless as ever, he usually gets his way with you easily.

“Get on with it, I'm tired—”

You didn't know how you managed to ignore your instinct to run away when you saw that.

“Is this what's been bothering you so much?” You felt the blood drain from your face. There it was, the damn book you saw a few days ago, resting in Tamsy's hand. Damn.

“What...”

“You saw this, didn't you? That was my only conclusion, and it seems I was right.” The false facade fell away, revealing him in all his glory. He didn't even try to hide it, showing himself almost completely.

Fuck that facade of his.

His calm tone of voice made you more alert. There's no way he could be this calm after someone found out he has that thing. But he... is he so sure? As if he already knew the outcome of all this.

You took a few short steps back in a futile attempt to get away from him. Tamsy didn't move or try to chase you, he just smiled at you and stayed there, still holding the book up for all to see.

He knows he has you right where he wants you.

“How did you figure it out? And so damn fast?” You won't try to hide it anymore. Tamsy already knows, but how...?

Tamsy put his free hand on his chest, a little indignant at your response. “You underestimate me. You have certain patterns that are a little easy to spot.” Come on, it was a little obvious that something was wrong. You only behaved that way with him, however slightly. He spent time observing you before, so it was obvious that he would notice the slightest changes in your behavior.

And on top of that, he remembers not locking his room that same night. What he still doesn't understand is why you would go into his room? Why didn't you take the book instead and show it to someone when you had the chance? You're stupid.

You didn't have time to grab your vital instrument to defend yourself. Tamsy quickly approached you, and your attempts to push him away were useless. You felt both of you fall onto your bed.

“You should have left it alone. Maybe if you had kept quiet a little longer, I wouldn't have minded having you as my ally, hm?” Too bad you couldn't keep even the smallest secret you had. You'd be a snitch, and he's not interested in snitches.

Something he finds interesting is that you reacted that way just because of the book. He wonders how you would react if you realized that he killed Rudo's father, or that he was the one who kidnapped Amo.

Confusion and fear completely overwhelmed you. He was on top of you, and when you made a miserable attempt to reach for your vital instrument on the nightstand, Tamsy quickly grabbed it and carelessly threw it a little further away.

“Uh, uh. We don't want that, do we?” He stared at you. He would be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying this. Seeing your expression right now makes him want to laugh a little.

You struggled a little. He had to admit that you gave him more trouble than he thought he would in trying to subdue you. He knew you were strong, but he didn't think it would be more difficult than he wanted to admit. No matter, nothing Tokushin couldn't fix.

He quickly activated his vital instrument. You felt the thick navy blue strings on your skin shortly after the object finished growing, tightening as you squirmed like a worm, at his thought.

It took a moment before you felt Tamsy remove himself from on top of you. When his shadow no longer covered your face, you opened your eyes. You saw him there at the foot of the bed with a gentle grip on his vital object. He wasn't doing anything, just watching you struggle.

You stopped moving when the grip became too tight and painful on your skin. It would leave bruises later. Did you even care about that right now?

“Are you done? You know it's useless to fight the threads. If you move any more, it won't be long before you start bleeding—”

“You...” You took a few more breaths. Pausing, the lump in your throat preventing you from speaking properly. You feel so much anger and frustration right now. “You did all that to Amo... didn't you?” You said it without thinking, not even knowing for sure if he did it. You just said it to test whether he would be honest when you couldn't do anything about it. You felt several threads cover your mouth.

“How clever.” He's mocking you, you know it because his expression shows the opposite of what should be a compliment.

Although he may be a little curious about how you came to that conclusion. He'll have to pay more attention to you in the future.

“Snooping through someone's things is disrespectful. You know that, right?” A little dove decided to go where it shouldn't have.

“I'll let it slide this time, just because it's you. You're still useful to me, discarding you would be stupid right now. I'll have to do something lighter, just so there are no inconsistencies in all this, you know.” Aw, he finds your expression right now endearing. You’re pitiful.

Although he can't deny that he doesn't like this view.

You tried to hide as much as you could, you're embarrassed for him to see you like this. You didn't bother talking to him. It's not like you can anyway, his threads completely cover your mouth.

You'll have to wait for whatever he has in store for you. He'll probably use that book, or finally have Tokushin strangle you to death. A tingling sensation runs through your body.

The threads feel comforting in their grip compared to the person standing in front of you.

“Very good, you're doing well. Stay still and this will be over much faster.” The good thing about all this is that he can mock you all he wants, you'll forget this whole incident anyway.

Tamsy moved away from you a little, doing something you couldn't understand. You enjoyed the moment of peace he gave you when he moved away. He stayed like that for a considerable amount of time, until he returned to where you were with steps you could barely hear. That made you feel uncomfortable again, you couldn't help but squirm a little more in your place. And to think that before his presence made you feel comfortable, even safe.

Now you hate him, you feel weird. Was he always like this? Cruel.

“Take that look off your face, you're hurting me a little. Wasn't I the one you liked? Hm, how do those people usually say it...? Oh, right! You have to accept your lover no matter what, don’t you?”

This bastard...

He's crazy. Fucking crazy. What did you get yourself into?

Tamsy couldn't help it and let out a quiet laugh. He didn't think this was going to be a little funny.

But unfortunately, it has to end. He doesn't have any time left, and he doesn't want to risk anyone hearing all this commotion.

When you looked up, you saw that one of his hands was pointing at you, and in the other he held the book, wide open. You closed your eyes tightly. This is where it all ends, right? You struggled one last time.

You're going to die.

You hate him.

You didn't have time to think about anything else before you fell unconscious. You felt everything spinning around you. Many whirlpools swirled around in your mind.

Tamsy watched as you slowly lost consciousness. Your body lost its balance, you were completely vulnerable and defenseless. So weak, he could have killed you if he had wanted to.

Pathetic.

He finally let the threads go from your body. Several red marks appeared on your skin. Apparently the pressure was a little too much, it was a miracle that no blood came out. Without waiting much longer, he returned Tokushin to its original state.

He left Tokushin on the nightstand for a moment and went to your body. He easily settled you into a comfortable position and stared at your sleeping face.

Now what?

He used to think that having you by his side as his ‘partner’ would be good and the best thing, but now that he thinks about it more, he doesn't want that.

Having a weakness like that would be counterproductive. He would leave it unlabeled.

Labels are stupid anyway. Besides, it's much more complicated than that.

The only problem he sees so far with not being an official couple is trying to keep you hooked on him. (And if he's lucky, making you depend on him a little, just to be sure.) However, he can fix that.

Everything can be fixed with a little affection. Make you feel like the most special and lucky person in the world. Hold you in his arms and warn you of the dangers out there, intentionally avoiding the fact that the person holding you sweetly is exactly what he's warning you about.

He can give you what you need.

He brushed a strand of hair from your sleeping face, remembering for a moment the sad expression on your face and that look of hatred in his direction. Hm... was that too much?

No. It was fair.

It's best for you to be like this, he won't regret it. He just needs to not go too far, he doesn't want to break you yet.

He withdrew completely from you, going to grab your vital instrument to put it back where it originally was, but when he stood up again he saw a notebook wide open on your desk.

That made him curious, so he approached and began to read it a little, at least to find out what it was about. His eyebrows rose slightly when he saw what it was.

You're full of surprises.

Did you suspect this would happen? Or would you just do it to sleep better?

He'll have to take care of it for you. Having this notebook at your disposal would be cheating later on. Don't worry, he'll take good care of it.

He'll read it all another time. He has to leave now.

When he was satisfied that everything was back to normal, he tucked you in and quietly left your room, closing the door behind him. He left a note on your nightstand

He expects you to behave while he is away.

He has matters to attend to upstairs.

—

You woke up annoyed when the sunlight hit your eyes. You ignored your sleepiness and sat up, your eyes still dazed by the excess light that covered them. A slight headache set in.

What happened?

You only remember that Tamsy came to drop something off and you talked for a bit. It seems that you fell asleep at some point during the conversation you were having. But why, when you try to remember more, are there scratches covering something? You must be going crazy, or you're still very sleepy.

Tamsy... right. He probably already left for his trip.

You looked at your alarm clock. It was a little late, you overslept. You'd like to stay in bed a little longer.

A flash of something made you focus your gaze on something next to your alarm clock.

There's... a piece of paper?

You stretched out your arm and sure enough, there was a piece of paper, a note with beautiful handwriting.

‘As I told you, I'll be away for a few days taking care of some things. Before I left this morning, I left you a gift in your desk so you won't miss me too much. Don't get into too much trouble while I'm gone.’

Tamsy.

You stared at the note. You're going to miss him during this time, just a little.

You can't expect to see him again.

evvire

GACHIAKUTA— tamsy caines x gn!reader

He is not very accustomed to his own emotions betraying him as they are doing now. Perhaps he will have to do something about it.

CONTENT. MAJOR SPOILERS, NO ANIME FRIENDLY! Tamsy being Tamsy as always yk, one (1) reference, cleaner!reader, part 2 of my other fanfic.

A/N. I was dying while doing this (I’m sick and want to rip my lungs out of my chest). Sorry for the reference by the way, but when I was reading the manga I got a jumpscare when I saw THAT panel.

Also this was NOT supposed to be so long.

anyways, english is not my first language so forgive any mistakes.

He was wrong.

It's been two months since his last interaction with you. And his ““crush”” didn't seem to have changed much.

It seemed to get worse.

He should never have met you, he was sure. If he didn't know your vital instrument and how it works, he would have thought you had done something to make him feel that way.

For the first time in his life, Tamsy Caines had no control over a situation. Or over himself.

That makes him even more frustrated with you.

For a while, he thought you were just a little taste, a whim of his that would disappear as soon as he lost all interest in you. Discarding you shortly thereafter.

Ugh.

He was lost in his thoughts, the faint hum of the metal song he was listening to right now was the only thing playing in his room. He had just woken up a few moments ago, his hair was still a little messy from that and from getting too excited about the music.

At least for now, you haven't gotten in the way of his plans too much, for now.

He had a lot to do, he'll have time to think about you later. At least his motivation to make Rudo's life miserable hasn't gone away. That last thought put him in a slightly better mood. He smiled sadistically.

You're just a minor obstacle he has to deal with.

He'll have to distract himself with other things instead of wasting his time on nonsense. You bring nothing beneficial to his life.

Anyway, he's not in the mood to deal with trash beasts or the cleaners' annoying problems.

He wants a day off.

He started his morning routine as usual, with the difference that this time he wouldn't put on his uniform or do his typical hairstyle.

He brushed his long hair a little and put a simple clip in it, turning off the radio and leaving his room shortly after.

“I'm going out to town, do you need anything?”

Semiu asked him to pick up her porn magazines as usual, and Gris didn't really need anything. Well... he can start enjoying his day.

“I'm leaving then. There's something I want to try.” And just as those words left his mouth, he heard footsteps that were already very familiar to him.

So early...

Whatever.

Screaming inside, he just gave you a smile, “Good morning.” He had to keep up his innocent act after all.

You returned his greeting, noticing his clothes and his long hair. He looked very good.

“Good morning, Tamsy. Are you going to town?”

Obviously yes, are you stupid?

“Of course. Is there anything you need?” He saw you pause for a moment, unsure whether to say or not.

“Actually... yes. Can I come with you?” That took him by surprise. A feeling of bitterness washed over him.

He could almost roll his eyes at your proposal. He wasn't going to enjoy his day off if you came with him.

“Sure. A little company won't hurt me.” He replied with his usual kindness. Sometimes he wished he could stop being a liar.

You nodded and told him to wait a moment. Something about having to do something and blah, blah, blah.

He didn't care.

He should have said no.

You took a little longer than you thought. It didn't occur to you that what Tamsy wanted to try was skating... in fact, how can he walk with skates on? You've already walked a long way, and he doesn't seem to have any trouble with it. If it had been you, you would have gotten tired a while ago.

When you finally arrived, you saw the different shops in the town you were in, walking side by side.

You two didn't really talk much on that tour; you were both checking out different things. You were very busy checking out things that caught your attention and other stuff. You could almost have sworn you were there alone if it weren't for the minimal interactions you had with Tamsy.

Of course, you came alone for one thing. You know that little son of a bitch was ignoring you. You were lucky to find him this time, but you were just curious about his attitude. He's been acting weird around you.

You got a little distracted looking at the city. It had been a while since you'd been here, and there were new stores and things you didn't see on your last visit.

A man's voice pulled you out of your thoughts. You turned to look at Tamsy and realized he had bought something. It looked like a normal book, except for the cover featuring a half-naked woman. “Ah, did you find what Semiu wanted?”

“Hm, I'm already familiar with her... tastes. After all, I always have to buy them myself.” He let out a slight laugh, refreshing and calm as always. Now that you think about it, Tamsy is almost perfect in every way. Damn, what doesn't he have?

True kindness. But you didn't know that.

“Aren't you embarrassed sometimes having to buy these kinds of magazines?” You had nothing against the people who bought them, but you knew him a little and wanted to know his opinion.

“Not really, I always say they're for a friend of mine.” Sure, as if they would believe him. Anyway.

“Do you want to go see any stores that catch your eye? You wanted something, right? I can go with you to find what you need.” He expects you to say no to his offer, but what can he do...

You think about it for a moment, staring at him. You have something in mind.

“Only if you don't mind.” You want to take advantage of this situation so he doesn't run away from you. You feel a little annoyed about that.

“Then I'll gladly accompany you.” You're a little surprised at how quickly he answered, as if he had already predicted what you were going to say.

“All right. I have to see something, maybe you'll like it too.” That caught his attention. Like what? He's never told you about his personal tastes.

You walked a little further. It took you two a few minutes to get there, but when Tamsy saw the design outside the store, his eyes widened in surprise.

How long has this store been here? He must have come here before you guided him here.

Metal music…? Who would have thought you had something in common? He'll stop liking that kind of music because of you now.

It seems he missed something about you. He had been watching you for a while and knew almost everything about you. It's very easy to predict you, but sometimes not. That made him watch you more.

You could be one of his favorite toys.

“Isn't this your favorite band? In the mornings when I walk past your room I hear their music playing on your radio.” You offered him a cassette tape, waiting for him to take it.

He delicately took the cassette you offered him, “accidentally” brushing his fingers against yours.

That gave you chills somehow, but it wasn't horrible. Maybe something... weird inside.

“It's my apology for whatever I did to make you ignore me like that a few months ago.” Aw, the little poor thing. He could almost feel sorry for you right now.

He shook his head slightly at your statement. “You didn't do anything to upset me. I guess these past few months boss has been giving me and Delmon a lot of work. I was a little tired.” Pff.

“So that's what it was... well, then forgive me for misinterpreting it that way. Anyway, take this as a ‘gift’ from me.” He could almost laugh at how easily you bought his excuse. Sometimes you can be stupid. A little.

“I'm lucky then. Have you given this kind of gift to others before? Or am I just a special case?” He commented sarcastically to tease you a little.

“Don't be like that. Do you want it or not?” He smiled at you as he watched you walk away a little. He's a little curious to know what your favorite band is.

“Fine, fine. Whatever you say. And how did you know this store was here? I don't remember seeing it.” He followed you as he glanced at different cassettes and artists, paying attention.

“I discovered this store on my last trip here. It's a bit hidden, so it's no surprise you haven't heard of it.” You shrugged it off, comparing the two cassettes you had in your hands. Tough choice.

Tamsy made a sound of approval. You found a good place, he'll give you some credit for that.

“Want anything else? Don't worry about paying, like I said before, consider it a gift from me.” How nice... he wonders if he can get you to spend more of your money, that would be fun.

“No, that's fine. That's nice of you.” You didn't say anything else and you both remained silent for a while. After choosing the cassette that appealed to you most, you went to pay for what you both chose.

As you promised, you paid for everything and left the store shortly after, walking through the streets again. Now you felt a little more comfortable knowing that you hadn't done anything to upset Tamsy, but what he said didn't convince you much… Still, you don't want to insist. Maybe he's going through a lot of stress, although you don't know what to do if that's really the case.

For now, he looks fine, just like always. You wonder what's going through his mind right now. Something you could never figure out, no matter how hard you tried.

You passed a store with cakes in the display cases. You hadn't paid much attention to this if it weren't for the fact that Tamsy stopped suddenly, directing all his attention to one specific cake.

It looks delicious, but it's not something you want to eat right now. Apparently someone else would like some.

“I'll buy some of this, don't you want any?” It was more out of habit than anything else that he asked, he didn't care whether you wanted any or not.

You shook your head slightly, when Tamsy saw this he shrugged a little and went to pay for the piece of cake he wanted. Sometimes he was weird, and you didn't even know why you thought that.

To your surprise he didn't take long. He came out of the store shortly after and smiled at you a little. You guess this is the moment when your paths part. You have other things to do. You almost forgot that you were assigned a mission today. Your bad.

You would have liked to spend a little more time with him. You barely spoke...

“I think I'll go now, I promised the boss I'd take care of that mission he gave me... Thanks for bringing me with you Tamsy. Talk to you later.”

Finally, you have some common sense. It was time for you to leave and leave him alone.

“Are you leaving already? I was really enjoying your company... after all, it's been a while since we last talked.” What hypocrisy.

“We could talk for a while at lunch tomorrow. You could, right?”

No.

“Sure. Then we'll talk tomorrow. I still have things to do around here.”

A pang of confusion shot through you, but you didn't pay much attention to it. It was none of your business to know about his affairs. With nothing else to say, you turned around and left.

He just smiled at you as he waved his hand dismissively, watching you walk away.

He has to visit Amo. He kept her waiting too long today.

He needs to see her in her misery anyway. That will make his day for the second time.

As you said, the next day you went to look for him. He was eating with Delmon as usual, you joined them to chat a bit, laughing when Tamsy yelled at Delmon when he got louder than usual. It seemed like Tamsy was finally back to normal. Or so you thought.

He no longer avoided you, instead greeting you every time he saw you and now allowing himself to be in the same room you were in, and sometimes you had short conversations before you or he left on a mission.

It wasn't really because Tamsy had gotten over his crush on you (he still has it, but he'll never admit it). You just made him feel pity enough for you that he didn't ignore you, or at least not as obviously this time. You're less annoying this way, you're no longer on top of him asking him what's wrong.

It feels good this way, you don't disturb him so much with your presence anymore. But he still holds a grudge against you, even though you haven't really done anything.

Besides, he has other things to think about now. Amo had already been rescued from her evil kidnapper, leaving her lying in the infirmary for a few days due to lack of food intake and having consumed only enough water to survive. Poor thing.

And speaking of the latter, you found out about it too. You weren't that close to Amo, but you felt sorry for her. You stayed by her bedside for a few days because of this. She had a very hard time.

That led you to run into Tamsy more than once. You were surprised that he had been so attentive to the girl. Apparently he didn't agree with whoever had done this to her either. How people change... you could have sworn that yesterday he had her tied up with his Tokushin ropes.

If only you knew...

“Tamsy.” He opened his eyes when you called him, giving you his full attention.

You stared at Amo's sleeping face before speaking. “Who could have done this to her? She must be very sick in the head to treat a teenager like that.”

Tamsy shook his head slightly, feigning empathy for the girl.

Of course... who in their right mind could have done this? Me.

“We must trust that woman will be arrested for doing this to dear Amo. Rest assured she will not get away with it.” Is it okay to curse yourself...?

“But don't think about it too much. After all, Amo is already with us and recovering quite well.” I'll try to keep that little head of yours from thinking too much about this. There's a point where knowing too much can be dangerous.

“...You're right.” As always.

“Mhm, leave the work to the guards of hell. They're sure to find her.”

You could say that Tamsy always knows what to say.

“Okay then. Are you going to stay here?” You got up from your seat next to Amo's stretcher, straightening your clothes a little.

Tamsy nodded. “Someone has to make sure no one hurts her. Don't worry, I'll come down to have dinner with you later.” You thought about that last part. With you... you won't give it another thought.

“All right, keep a close eye on her.” It was a joke on your part. You know Amo is in good hands because it's Tamsy.

“Of course. And take good care of your sweet snacks, Rudo was very interested in them.” You'll have to leave quickly then. You don't want anyone touching your food.

Tamsy heard you close the door behind you. Leaving him alone with Amo in the cold infirmary.

Don't worry, he'll make sure no evil kidnappers get to her. He can almost squirm with laughter inside. How funny.

But on the other hand, he doesn't feel like having dinner with you. He'll have to think of an excuse before it's too late. You can't blame him, he needs his alone time, you know?

Maybe too much free time when it comes to spending time with you. But now he can tolerate it a little longer for a while.

However, don't get used to it. Just because he's given you a little freedom around him and a few more privileges than other people doesn't give you the right to feel like you're important to him.

His priorities come first. Don't get confused.

“And where's Tamsy? It's strange to see you two apart.” Enjin took a card from his deck and tossed it carelessly onto the table. Maybe that would distract you from the fact that he was cheating.

“He said he was going out,” you replied bluntly, looking at which card to choose. It wasn't unusual for that to happen sometimes, you had no idea what he was supposed to be doing.

“Woah, he doesn't even tell you his business? It's hard to gain his trust then.” You wouldn't put it that way. After all, everyone has their own business. Although you were surprised that he sometimes slipped away too much. Almost suspiciously.

When you decided on a card, you placed it on top of the previews that you two had already used. Enjin hummed at this, adding something else.

“You make a good team. The boss needs to start considering putting you both on missions. After all, Tamsy seems very close to you.” Damn it, he needs a wild card. He'll have to wait until your attention is focused elsewhere for a while.

You shrugged. He didn't seem so close a few months ago, he avoided you like the plague. But you don't know how to describe your current dynamic with him. Would it be okay to call him your best friend? You didn't even know how he felt about you, never wanted to rush into anything.

“Tamsy alone is enough for most of the missions he's assigned to, I don't think he needs my help that much.” You focused your attention on Enjin, who seemed to want to do something, but when he saw that your attention was on him, he looked away and took a cigarette out of his jacket.

“Who knows. Your vital instrument works very well with his.” What does he mean? You could almost swear he wants to divert your attention. Strange.

“I didn't know you were so observant about other people's vital instruments... or I should have guessed, since you always end up adopting a bunch of kids because of it.” Enjin looked unperturbed as you said that, smoking a little of his cigarette.

“You hurt my feelings. They joined of their own free will.” Yeah... you can doubt that a little.

You looked back at your cards, but the sound of a door opening distracted you.

“We're here.” The first thing your eyes caught was the familiar silhouette of Tamsy, followed by Riyo, Zanka and Rudo with other support cleaners.

You stared at Tamsy, and as you thought, he noticed. He smiled at you when your eyes met his, approaching where you were.

“What a surprise to find you here. Did you miss me?” Great, he wasted no time in teasing you. You didn't bother to give him a reaction, that only makes it worse.

“Where were you?” You quickly changed the subject. Tamsy turned to look at Rudo, who was a little further away eating candy wildly, then turned back to you. “I ran into them when I was running an errand. Apparently, they were doing the same thing. Since I wasn't in a hurry, I joined them and we came back together.”

You nodded, listening to Gris try to calm Rudo down because of the excess sugar he wanted to consume. You're surprised the boy hasn't gone into a diabetic coma.

“Your turn.” You raised an eyebrow when you heard that. You turned to look at Enjin as he smiled at you strangely and pointed to his card.

But what...? How did he have the best deck the whole time you were playing?

“By the way, Enjin just cheated while you were distracted.”

Tamsy's words echoed in your mind. Enjin almost broke his neck to look at Tamsy accusingly, almost offensively.

“You could have kept it a secret, man.”

That son of a...

Tamsy stood silently watching you fight with Enjin, with a smile.

He'll never get bored of how entertaining it is to watch people fight. Especially seeing you grumpy with anyone else.

He won't bother to stop your little fight. He wants to see how far this will go.

“Damn Enjin, can't you play a single game in your life without cheating!?”

How amusing.

Unfortunately for Tamsy, your argument was interrupted when Tomme approached you both, asking you to lower your voices a little (and incidentally, to end the stupid argument you were having). Of course she didn't say it like that, but the message was clear.

You'll let it go this time because some of your teammates are tired. You gave Enjin a resentful look before walking away to a corner of the room. How can someone cheat at a game as simple as that?

You didn't even notice that Tamsy had followed you across the room until he spoke.

“You take those games seriously, don't you? Although I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't mind if someone cheated too...”

“Then I recommend you don't play with Enjin. You saw why with your own eyes.” Tamsy laughed at this. “To be honest, Enjin looks like the type who cheats. You were very naive to think he would play fair.” Very idiot, he meant.

You sighed wearily, looking at the people in the room. “You can say that. I'm not playing with that liar again.”

“Mhm...” You fell silent, watching what the others were doing. But as you knew, it didn't take long for you to get bored and turn your attention to something else. Or someone else.

Tamsy was in the same state you had been in earlier, looking away. Without thinking too much about it, you carefully grabbed one of those navy blue strands of hair that he almost always had hanging down on his chest.

You couldn't really resist. His hair always looks good. And apart from that, you can tell he takes good care of it, judging by how it feels. It's soft and has a natural shine. You wonder if he has a hair care routine that takes too long...

“I didn't think you'd be so confident... not that I'm complaining, your touch is kind of comforting.” Take your dirty hands off him. Disgusting.

You immediately let go of the strand of hair you had in your hand. Not wanting to make this more awkward, you decided to turn away and remain silent.

Sometimes your impulses get you into situations like this. You should have learned by now, but now you feel uneasy.

This seems to have given Tamsy a burst of motivation to tease you. What he said made you cringe a little.

“Don't be shy now. You can keep touching my hair, it doesn't really bother me.”

You quickly shook your head, moving away a little. This made Tamsy a little confused, sometimes he didn't understand your reactions.

He followed your every move with his eyes until you left the room for no apparent reason. Leaving him in the noisy room with the others.

He doesn't understand you. You're weird.

Why did you get his attention? He doesn't know.

RING! RING! RING!

You woke up to the sound of your alarm clock, announcing that it was time to get up.

You reluctantly turned it off, sitting down on your bed for a moment to gather your strength. You hadn't slept very well, or rather, it didn't seem like you had slept at all. You were just as tired as you had been before you went to bed.

What do you have to do? You don't have the energy to do whatever Corvus has in store for you today; you want to stay in bed. But unfortunately that's not going to be possible for now. You'll have to put up with it even if you don't want to.

You got out of bed with a tired sigh, going straight to the bathroom in your room to start getting ready for your day.

While you were doing that, you heard someone knocking on your door. Confusion washed over you. Who could it be?

You walked slowly and opened the door just enough to peek out a little, but your surprise was evident on your face when you saw the person who was also looking at you now.

“Good morning, do you need anything?” You said. Tamsy smiled at you, waving one of his hands in greeting.

“Good morning to you too. Looks like someone didn't get enough sleep... Are you okay?” Not really, but there's nothing you can do about that right now.

“Just a little sleepy, nothing important... Why did you come to my room?” With more confidence, you opened the door wider, letting yourself be seen completely.

Tamsy didn't take long to answer, which was usual for him. “The boss assigned us a mission today. I was waiting for you but they asked me to come get you. Apparently they're already very used to this habit of yours.” So soon, and already you...

And that's strange. Corvus doesn't usually give you many missions with cleaners who aren't on your team. You have to consider that Enjin could have mentioned this a day ago.

“Ah, okay. When I'm done, I'll see you at reception then.” Tamsy nodded. “Just try not to fall asleep for a few more minutes, we know how that ends.” Something tells you that Tamsy likes to tease you.

You watched him leave. You stood there for a while listening to the noise the other cleaners were making. What time is it? Did you really take that long?

Or maybe they just have a lot of energy, you think. Every morning was the same, and you had gotten used to hearing movement very early in the morning.

Well, you don't have time to waste. They're waiting for you to do this damn mission. You'll have to hurry.

You tried to get ready as quickly as you could, and in fact, it wouldn't have taken you so long if you had found what you were looking for.

Where was it? You swore you left it here last night. Or so you thought.

Lack of sleep sometimes made you forget certain things that had happened before, but this had never happened to you.

Who loses their vital instrument?

You almost turned your room upside down looking for your object, but no matter how hard you searched, you couldn't find it. What the hell?

You sighed for the tenth time that day. The world definitely hates you.

You'll have to tell the others about this, at least they'll know why you're taking so long. You want to pull your hair out, you're an idiot.

No way, you'll have to tell the others to go without you. Without your vital instrument you doubt you'll be much help, but they still have Tamsy.

You left your room. You had left it too messy, you'll have to take care of that when you get there, or in a little while if they don't decide to take you away for your irresponsibility.

You walked through the hallway, stopping for a moment to grab something light for breakfast. After all, you always have to be well fed on missions to avoid accidents. You'll eat what you grabbed in the Jeep.

You arrived at the reception shortly after, where everyone was already ready and waiting for you. Semiu was there behind her desk as usual. She greeted you when you arrived, giving you some information about what you were going to have to do and more details about the mission.

You feel a little embarrassed to tell her that you don't know if you can go because of the accident you just had. Uh, let's see... how do you tell her without sounding like a complete fool?

“So...” you cut her off, your voice a little fearful, not wanting to waste any more of her time.

“Semiu... uh... I lost my vital instrument.” As soon as you said that, she stopped talking, staring at you. Semiu's gaze sometimes intimidates you a little, she's looking at you seriously, almost as if she can't believe what you just said.

“But how...? Ah, did you look thoroughly in your room?” She brought a hand to her forehead. Sometimes the cleaners surprise her, and not in a good way.

“Listen, before you say anything I swear it was in my room last night as usual, but this morning I looked everywhere and it's gone. It's as if it vanished into thin air.” You tried desperately to justify yourself. Semiu shook her head.

“Are you sure? I'll have to get another cleaner to take your place then...” Well, on the bright side, you'll have a little more time to catch up on your sleep.

“Oh! I found this a few moments ago. It's yours, right?” You felt Tamsy approach, where was he? You hadn't seen him anywhere when you came.

You turned toward him, but you couldn't hide your surprise when you saw your beloved vital instrument in one of his hands.

Seeing your reaction, kindness crossed his face. You hadn't even stopped to think about how the hell Tamsy found your vital instrument, but you were glad to finally have it with you. You had been without it for only about thirty or forty minutes, for you it felt like an eternity.

“You should take better care of your things. Luckily this time Tamsy found what you were looking for, but don't think it will always be that way.” Ouch. Well…never mind, at least you found it.

Semiu sighed. “All right, since you're ready, you can leave. Don't forget to write a report when you finish the mission. Tomme will also accompany you, so you can ask her for notes if you need them.” The aforementioned nodded slightly, her notebook already in hand.

You nodded and headed toward one of the available Jeeps, but not before quickly approaching Tamsy and asking him to give you your vital instrument.

“You should listen to what Semiu told you. You might not find it again if you're unlucky.” Yes, you've had enough of the scolding. Could they just leave you alone...? Accidents happen to anyone. You want to sleep.

You put away your vital instrument and walked the short distance to the car in silence. And now that you think about it, where did he find your vital instrument? You forgot to ask Tamsy that.

“Tamsy, where did you find it?” You closed the car door, Tamsy did the same with his, you had sat together anyway.

“On my way to the reception desk, I found it lying in one of the hallways leading to your room. I thought you had dropped it, so I picked it up to give it back to you.” You thought about that. Last night you were sure you had it with you. You could even swear that you entered your room with it.

Maybe you remember wrong.

In any case, you spent the little energy you had left for the day on this whole situation. You'll take the opportunity to eat a little and sleep for a while until you reach your destination.

How careless of you... leaving your vital instrument lying around. How could you lose it?

Or it could have been him who did all that. Who knows?

He was boreddd... he felt compelled to play a little prank on you. It was nothing serious, he didn't even damage your valuable item.

He remained silent throughout the trip, not even paying attention to the conversation between the support cleaners who were with you in the car.

He might enjoy doing things like that to you more in the future.

It took a little over an hour to reach your destination. You didn't even notice because you were asleep, only regaining consciousness when Tamsy woke you up upon arrival.

You got out of the car disoriented, looking around. Where are you?

Tamsy seemed to notice your confusion. “We're near a city. Several people reported seeing trash beasts nearby.”

Ah...

“I think you can start searching the area now. We'll go ask the people nearby for more information about the whereabouts of the trash beasts.” You nodded at Gris’s words. Well, you guess it's just you and Tamsy now.

The support cleaners walked away to do their part. And you didn't take long to go your own way either. You wanted to get this over with quickly.

“I'll go this way, if you find anything, let me know.” You pointed to your choker. Tamsy hummed.

“Take care, okay?” He would leave all the work to you. It's more fun to see how you would manage with more than three trash beasts at the same time.

He trusts you. He knows you can do it!

Make sure you put on a good show for him.

You spent a long time looking for those damn trash beasts. You were starting to wonder if they were really still around.

This is wasting a lot of your time. You have to tell Tamsy that you haven't found anything yet.

Just as you were about to call Tamsy on your choker, you saw Follo and Gris running towards you. What the hell?

“Down!”

Down...?

Suddenly, you no longer felt the ground beneath you, and you couldn't react in time when that damn trash beast came out from under the ground.

You hate trash beasts.

You activated your vital instrument, but you didn't have to do much to avoid the damage from the fall, you felt tight ropes holding your body.

You closed your eyes to brace yourself for the impact that awaited you, but it never came.

“Are you okay? Sorry for not giving you time to recover, but we have work to do.”

Tamsy gently set you down on the ground, the dark blue ropes pulling away from your body.

As much as you want to thank him right now, you can't. You have to help him finish off these annoying creatures.

You wasted no time and headed towards the two that were further away. Tomme, Follo, and Gris were farther away, so you could fight without any problems. Besides, you had Tamsy watching your back.

You took care of most of the trash beasts that stood in your way. You didn't suffer any serious injuries, except for a few scratches and bruises, but you'd be fine. You've been through worse.

When you finished, you stayed for a moment to recover a little. You could still fight, but it was a pain in the ass to deal with so many trash beasts at once.

While you rested, you paid attention to see if there was anything else to take care of. You see no movement, it seems you're done.

You turned around to check on Tamsy. He was better than you, clean and perfect as always. Sometimes you wonder how he does it.

“Are you okay?” Gris shouted a little. You turned back to him and gave him a thumbs up.

“I'm surprised at how good you are at fighting. I could have been distracted by watching you.” You blinked a little. You turned to look at Tamsy to see if he was serious.

“Thanks Tamsy, but I have to ask you this... how do you still look as good as when we arrived? You didn't even mess up your hair a little.” Is that really what interests you?

“It's not my intention, I must say that even I don't know how it happens.”

“I see... and by the way, thank you for saving me a few moments ago from that impact I was about to receive.”

“No need to thank me. It's something a normal person would do for their allies.”

You saw how his Tokushin returned to its original form, and you stared at him for a moment until Tamsy walked calmly toward the Jeep.

You followed him immediately. You talked about trivial things on the way to distract yourselves a little.

You're starting to get hungry again. You can't wait until you arrive and can enjoy the food you'll have.

He has several things on his mind.

It's time for him to start thinking about what your role should be and he has no idea. Are you good for his life? No. Do you serve his plans? No. Do you annoy him? Yes.

Though this latter is still debatable for him, you're not that annoying. But you do make things more difficult for him.

He has thought about the benefits of this romantic attachment and hasn't discovered a single one. How would you serve him, then?

Should he listen to some of his old thoughts about killing you? But what's the upside to that? Aside from the fortune of never seeing you again in his life, that wouldn't serve him because it would complicate things further. The cleaners would easily notice that you disappeared, and sometimes they're annoying when it comes to a lost ally. Like with Amo.

Is there another alternative? Yes. But he doesn't want to think about it because he's almost certain that's the one he'll end up choosing, even though he doesn't want to.

It's the simplest, but also the most humiliating. He had considered other options for that very reason.

GROSS!

Having a partner would be horrible. And it would be so boring... Do you expect genuine, cute romantic gestures from him?

Too bad. He won't give you that.

At least not genuinely. Everything is for his own benefit. If you need him to give you that kind of attention to stay with him, he will, but without any real desire to do so.

He doesn't know if he could hide his disgust when they have to do normal couple things like kissing.

He doesn't want to put this off any longer. If he accepts, he could go back to his normal routine. And stop feeling that fucking discomfort in his chest that he gets when he hasn't seen you for a while.

But he doesn't want to.

He refuses.

How humiliating...

He doesn't know if it's worth it just to neutralize that feeling.

On his way to his room, he saw you coming from the opposite direction. It's not unusual, your room is quite close to his.

You seemed to be thinking about something. You didn't even notice his presence until you almost bumped into him. When you saw him, you greeted him without much energy, different.

He wonders why. For now, he'll associate it with the fact that it's already nighttime.

“I didn't think you'd be awake at this hour.” You stood in the dark hallway, the only sound echoing was Tamsy's voice.

It took you a while to answer, a little disoriented by finding him here. You can hardly see him because of the lack of lighting.

“Yeah... I was going to get some water. Why are you awake?”

He pretended to think for a moment. Sometimes he liked to be alone for a while without anyone bothering him, the lack of shouting from his teammates relaxed him a little.

“No particular reason. Are you okay? You seem distracted.”

What are you hiding?

You opened your mouth to say something, but the words didn't come out. You just stared at Tamsy. He changes the subject so quickly.

“No... I'm just sleepy. I'll go get a glass of water. See you later, Tamsy.” He didn't have time to say anything as you walked past him on your way to the kitchen.

What the hell is wrong with you?

He looked over his shoulder in the direction you had gone.

There's something on your mind.

Well, he won't give it much thought, even if he wants to. He has other things to think about.

He resumed his walk to his room, grasping the doorknob and opening it quietly, closing it behind him as he entered.

All right, he has to keep thinking about what to do with you. In the comfort of his room more ideas would come to him.

Where was he...? Right, having a partner.

It's the easiest thing to do for now. No matter how much they give him grief, he'll have to put up with it. He doesn't know if he'll suffer more if the plan with Rudo doesn't work out or if he has to get into a situation like this. Just the thought of being in that state with someone else makes him want to die first.

As much as he dislikes it, things won't always turn out the way he wants. But that's okay, as long as it doesn't affect him too much, he has no problem with it. Or does he?

He lay down on his bed, the soft sheets tickling his skin.

So, from now on...

That's how it will be. He just hopes he won't have to agonize too much in the process.

Disgusting.

But...

I could work with that.

As long as you help him deal with whatever he feels for you, he can handle it.

From now on, you'll be by his side until you're no longer of any use to him.

He got out of bed and went to the bathroom in his room to get ready for bed.

You should be grateful that someone like him has noticed you. Your miserable existence somehow led him to you.

Don't worry, he'll take good care of you. At least as long as you're functional.

How kind of him.

You, on the other hand, didn't know what to think.

You had screwed up.

You shouldn't have gone into Tamsy's room.

You wanted to leave him another cassette, this time with classical music. You thought it would be more exciting when he came in and saw it on his desk, but that made you see things you shouldn't have.

You had to sneak out a little, and it took you longer than you thought to find the other cassette you had given him. You were forced to search through his drawers a little.

Did you feel bad? Yes.

Very bad.

You didn't want to think too much about what you were doing. You didn't mean any harm! You just wanted to put the two cassettes together, so that when he came in he would see them there on his desk.

You found the cassette after a while, but you also found something you shouldn't have known.

There was a damn book, a worn one. You didn't pay much attention to it until you noticed the mark on the cover out of the corner of your eye. It looked familiar, but you couldn't remember it at that moment, until seconds later it clicked on your mind. Rudo's gloves and Amo's boots...

You swear you didn't want to know that!

You're scared.

You didn't even bother to look at it. As soon as you saw it you put everything back where it was, carefully closed the door, and ran out of his room. Going to yours with the cassette you wanted to give him still in your hand.

What have you gotten yourself into now? You just pray that Tamsy doesn't notice this.

You feel your body tremble a little. The glass of water almost slips out of your hand.

Tamsy… what…?

You won't think about it anymore. Knowing too much is dangerous.

You'll try to convince yourself that the book is just a normal book! The Watchman’s mark could have been a copy, and surely there's nothing bad inside!

Still, you don’t know if having another object from the Watchman’s series is bad, but why would he hide it from everyone…?

A feeling of unease settles in your chest. Tamsy is good, right?

Right?

You're scared. You don't know if you'll be able to sleep tonight. The thought of Tamsy appearing in your room because he realized you went where you shouldn’t crosses your mind.

He doesn't have to know, but now you don't know how you'll face him.

Your stomach is churning. You feel like throwing up.

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Empathy V Apathy II [Tamsy x Reader]

In which the healer of Team Eager gets attached to Amo faster than her partner could have expected, and jealousy doesn't go well with Tamsy.

Reader is ── Female | Healing Giver | Team Eager Story is ── Romantic | 6.8k words | Part Two

Warnings ── Manga spoilers | Yandere-ish behaviour from Tamsy Parts ── Part One

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Empathy V Apathy [Tamsy x Reader]

In which the healer of Team Eager gets attached to Amo faster than her partner could have expected, and jealousy doesn't go well with Tamsy.

Reader is ── Female | Healing Giver | Team Eager Story is ── Romantic | 6.8k words | Part One

Warnings ── Manga spoilers | Yandere-ish behaviour from Tamsy Parts ── Part Two

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"Way too damn needy"

"I can be needy. Tell me how good it feels to be needed."

Needy ~ Ariana Grande

Tamsy Caines x Fem!Reader

Synopsis : You came back from a long trip, moving town to town to fight and eradicate trash beasts. By the time you return home to the headquarters, exhaustion is etched on you. You expect to be greeted by silence when you enter your room in the dead of night, only to be surprised by your boyfriend.

Tags : Oral sex (f and m receiving), p in v, unprotected sex, voice kink (?), finger sucking, facefucking/deepthroat, slight bondage (if you squint), slight praise kink, hickeys, biting, implied mutual masterbation, partially clothed sex, switch!reader, switch!Tamsy, vocal Tamsy, holy down bad, established relationships, Not proof read, smut with a bit of fluff and or crack towards the end, no use of y/n

Wc:5590

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STRAWBERRY CAKE !┊TAMSY CAINES

warnings: 18+, fem reader, gendered terms, cleaner! reader crushin’ on tamsy, pet names, he cums on your tummy, nipple biting, unprotected sex, no spoilers but he’s a lil yk… at the end.

summary. with you, sharing a bite ends with more than just crumbs—sometimes lips meet too, amongst other things of course. wc: 2.4k

“Just a taste.” It’s basically your thing. Everyone knows it. Anyone dumb enough to hold food within reach? They’re fair game. Riyo, Zanka, Enjin, Amo—doesn’t matter, ‘cause as long as there is something edible in their hands, you’re already leaning in, lashes fluttering and eye’s sparkling with fake desperation, wrapping your arm around their shoulder like it’s nothing, grin wide as if you’ve known them forever. Sneaky, always under their guard.

Except Tamsy. Sitting next to him? Doesn’t work the same.

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