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Have you ever fantasized about cutting off your long hair when you've been bullied（Of course that's impossible）

[itori-71]

𝑻 𝒆 𝒂 𝒓 𝒔.

Did you shed tears when you staggered into the bathroom... khol…

突然发现好几张之前的都没搬过来！！

[nezuscribe]

me and my husband.

there are moments in time when you're glad you have your husband.

the times in which the sun barely peeks in through the curtains and his arm is heavily slung over your chest, bringing you closer to him even when deep in slumber.

izuku is a great husband, you'd like to think, and even a better hero.

he dedicated his time and effort to his job, saving lives and paving a better future for the ones coming after him.

you watch from the sidelines, most of the time from the t.v. as he raises his fist towards another victory, and you can't help the large smile that takes over your face as you clap in the emptiness of your living room.

you know he tries his best, truly he does, and at first, you'd like to think it's just the stress of carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders that makes izuku too tired to even hold you anymore.

you lost track of how many times he came home with a heavy sigh, kicking the door shut as he slowly began putting on the wedding ring he always took off before a fight.

he was a good person, izuku would say over and over as he rutted into different women each and every night, glancing down at his left hand, thankful his ring was nowhere in sight as he lazily sucked hickies into their breasts and necks, repeating his old mantra that he'd be going back to you, and that's all that matters.

and as he walks in every night, closer to the break of dawn if anything, you remind yourself that your his as he presses a haste kiss to your forehead, settling into his respective spot in the bed as he prayed you couldn't see the red marks on his back or the smell of lancôme that surely wasn't yours.

but at the end of the day, it's always been the two of you together, and there was nothing that was going to break that apart.

you'll just always be the oblivious idiot in the corner, but izuku was always there, five minutes too late, to remind you that you're not.

[liminalspacebrain]

Whenever i think about how gentle Pierrot tries to be with MC despite the fact that hes a monster whos killed several and will kill again,all i can think about is how much the others are probably thinking

[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.

[frickingnerd]

dating cloud strife

pairing: cloud strife x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, soft!cloud, slowburn romance, jealous & protective!cloud, established romantic relationship

cloud is very reserved when you first start dating him. he's a bit intimidated by a relationship, as he's worried he might not be good enough for you and that, if he messes up, he'll lose you again

he loves affection, but he's too awkward to make the first move. he never wants to overstep any boundaries, so he's usually just pouting and waiting for you to give him a kiss, hug or some sweet words

due to his insecurities at first, cloud has a bit of a jealous side. he doesn't like seeing you with other guys (unless he knows them well) and he usually just pouts and sulks when you're with other guys

however, he's very protective of you as well! with so many people after him and sephiroth being a huge threat, cloud can't risk putting you in danger! he wants to help you defend yourself a bit, but he always throws himself into danger whenever your safety is on the line

the longer you date cloud, the more he begins to open up to you and the more he becomes himself as well. you learn more about him and his past, while cloud grows more comfortable with who he is

slowly, he begins to get more affectionate and loving. he'll still tremble when grabbing your hand for the first time, but with each subsequent time, the trembling becomes less and less, until it feels perfectly natural for him to make the first move and show you his love

you start to see cloud smile more often around you as well. first it's a small smile hushing over his lips here and there, but over time, he seems to be genuinely happy and content around you! he's at peace when you're near…

[blu3mochi]

Tamsy goone- I mean fans, assemble

[thatsallitchief]

The twins! There’s nerdjo 🤭and then there’s fratjo too ig, I was really excited when i saw nerdjo trending so I grabbed the opportunity to draw him hehe

[muqingslover]

ꨄ︎ NSFW ALPHABET ꨄ︎

𓏲ּFeaturing𝄢 Tamsy Caines

𓏲ּCW𝄢 NSFW | MDNI | it's a NSFW alphabet, there's a bit of everything.

🪽Dove's notes: GRAAAH TAMSY GRAAAAAAAHHH

A = Aftercare

Tamsy is not an overly affectionate person by default, but he would always clean his partner after sex and dress them. It's part of his own aftercare, a ritual of sorts if you may— The routine and control that comes with being responsible for what happens to your pliable body brings him gratification to an emotional level.

He will also demand that you stay after and sleep with him. If you had plans? Too bad, they're automatically cancelled. No exceptions.

Although subtle, Tamsy tends to linger much more often around you for the next two days without even realizing.

 B = Bondage

Where to even start with this one.

The biggest AND best rigger out there. His partner must be a rope bunny otherwise it won't work.

Tamsy likes to have you at his complete mercy when in the bedroom and is not above using less...conventional methods to hold you still. He is personally a fan of Bowline knots for the sheer amount of uses it provides, Hishi Karada because it makes his bunny look absolutely lovely, Sheepshank to provide his partner both the illusion of being able to move around and a bit more comfort, Ladder ties to hold you in place when he needs and he usually mixes labbing and playing for aesthetic purposes.

Something worth highlighting is the fact the entire process is arousing for him. From picking the material and color to wrapping them around your body with calm and precision, relishing how you look when tied up. The rope burns and bruises left behind is also something he loooooves to see, like he's obsessed with, and each time they peek out of your clothes in public he feels rush run through his body.

 C = Crying:

Absolutely gets off on watching you cry and whimper. That iron will of his won't crack regardless of how many tears roll down your cheeks or how much you plead. Unless you call a safe word/use a sign there is no mercy from him.

 D = Dominance:

Very much a dom and he enjoys grooming his partner to fit his vision of them.

I'd like to make it clear Tamsy has no need to raise his voice or be aggressive to show he's the one in charge. His dominance lays in the way you're subtly and carefully trained every day to abide to his requests— From small things such as deciding what you wear or where you sit to offering your body obediently for him to tie with a simple gesture of hands from him.

 E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He doesn't come off as someone with no experience to me. Though I think his partners are chosen veeeery strictly by standards that only make sense to him.

 F = Favorite position(s):

Reverse cowgirl with a reverse prayer knot and a tight leash around your neck, which he will tug on it occasionally to “help” you stay upright.

Strappado with a spreader bar so he can fuck his partner's little mouth while they have a vibrator or dildo shoved inside them.

Missionary but with a frogtie and elbow restraint so his partner is helpless when he rams his cock into them.

 G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Tamsy is serious in the strict sense. He may have a calm poker face on and speak sweetly, but he is not letting you fool around. Your focus should be only in this very moment and jokes will not be well received during sex.

 H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

For personal reasons only I like to think he has a biiit of hair on his carpet. Nothing much though, just for aesthetic purposes like always.

He also has a personal taste for a well groomed partner just like himself because being able to see every little detail when you're spread out for him is important. He will shave his partner himself if you let him and takes it upon himself to be responsible for how you look. (He loves this sort of thing.)

 I = Impact play:

Hitting you is not necessarily his thing, but is also not completely off the table. Tamsy wouldn't use his hands when he does it— He'd opt for some type of tool like paddles or floggers.

Although I'd like to add this type of play is reserved strictly for partners that are actual masochists and he would use it more often for their pleasure rather than only for punishment. (he has much crueler punishments for misbehaving bunnies.)

 J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He is not too keen on having fun by himself and considering how busy he is Tamsy forgets that's even an option. He prefers to wait until someone he likes appears than playing by himself.

 K = Kissing:

was also be covered —here—

But to add to that, during sex his kisses are treats you need to earn. He will give them everywhere except for your mouth, waiting patiently for the moment where you're about to cum to press his lips against yours and won't pull away until you ride out the wave of orgasm, swallowing your moans and gasps. 

Something unique about his kisses is that he uses them as emotional regulators. During your training, your body is taught to relax when he kisses you and assimilate them to comfort so that even during more intense plays where he's speaking a bit more harshly or pushing your limits you still feel that small gesture of affection. 

 L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Always somewhere private where he's confident no one will walk in and with a sturdy headboard and comfortable mattress. He is not doing any deed on some flimsy old bed.

 M = Masochism:

Sadist, and a big one at that.

His favorite thing is watching his partner struggle and submit to him. He loooooves a good breath play as well and if his partner is a M then those desires of his will come out much more strongly— He will indulge in much harsher degradation, humiliation and advanced plays. He needs someone that can match his level of freak.

 N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He is not a sub in any shape or form nor would he enjoy being placed into that role.

Overly bratty/natural brats. Like I said, he likes to train his partners and although some defiance most certainly is welcomed at first, actual brats NEED to be brats to get off (if thats not obvious) so that's a no for him.

He also couldn't have a vanilla partner and someone that's overly sensitive is an automatic turn off for him.

 O = Oral

He enjoys a good blowjob as much as the next person. Tamsy likes to receive them when your arms are tied and his body is the only thing you can rely on to support yourself without tipping over, taking his cock deeper into your mouth until you choked on it.

Being eaten out by this man is a treat. He will do it while your body is at the mercy of his ropes and your eyes blindfolded so that you're surprised when you feel his mouth sucking and licking you. He is a slow eater— Tamsy will edge you a handful of times with his mouth before you're allowed to cum and when you do he'd fuck you with his tongue until you cum again.

 P = Patience:

Looooots and lots of denial.

He will only reward you if you can hold back your orgasms until he gives you permission. Of course he makes it basically impossible to on purpose to see you fail and punish you.

 Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not his thing. He likes to have the time and space to torture pleasure his partner.

 R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Natural risk taker. A rule of thumb for him is that he is willing to try anything at least once IF his interest is peaked enough.

If remote vibrators were a thing then he would have the time of his life playing with you under the strict rules that you absolutely could not let anyone find out or he'd never play with you again. (He may or may not be joking, who knows with this guy). 

Tamsy will also have you wear a variation of knots under your clothes during the day to see how well you can maintain his gift until he comes back to check.

 S = Sleepy sex:

Do NOT bother him when he's sleeping. That's the quickest way to upset him.

That rule also applies to you because he won't bother you when you're resting. Tamsy likes his partner and him to be completely present during sex and resting time is strictly for resting.

 T = Top or bottom:

Vers! and a power bottom.

He enjoys both giving and receiving and looks for a partner open to switching whenever he wants to. Being on top with Tamsy is something you'll have to work for it— He doesn't let others touch him willy-nilly and it's a reward you need to prove be worth of.

 U = Underwear:

He appreciates soft and flowy fabrics, particularly so if it gives him easy access to you. Silk robes, matching lingerie. Oh and if you want to earn extra point then you have to color match him. Go for dark blues, whites or a soft yellow when picking out a piece.

He is also big on picking out clothes for the ones he loves and you can trust him to make you the prettiest, sexiest version of yourself.

 V = Voyeurism:

He can't say he's completely uninterested when he watches some other couple get it on. It's the same rule as everything else: If his interest is peaked, then he will indulge.

Were the situation arise and he's not yet completely emotionally invested in you then Tamsy would certainly be interested in watching you in the hands of others. Whether he may interrupt in the middle or not depends on his affection level.

 W = Wild card: (A personal headcanon that can be considered unexpected)

I feel like this whole thing has been a wild card lmao. But if I had to choose then although he is very self-centered Tamsy's pleasure is directly driven by his partner's. If you're not feeling so good you struggle to even think straight and is just bearing through it then he also won't get much into it and will quickly grow bored. He is not someone that can complete disregard his partner's feelings in the bedroom, though he looks like he would.

 X = X-Ray:

I ain't doing this LMFAO sorry pookies dick anatomy is not for me. yk, a dick is a dick. Just know it's probably the prettiest dick you've seen and circumcized.

 Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is not overly high or too low. He usually fluctuates between them because he rarely has a partner around to soothe them anyway. With someone fixed though he can be quite active in the bedroom.

 Z = Zones (His sensitive spot/s)

Pulling on his hair will make him hard without fail, especially when you do it a bit rougher by accident. 

His back is also very sensitive so scratches of nails or/and kisses are both veeeery welcomed by him.

[sergeon]

Bro I'm literally yaoi brained

Of course I do heheha

Here is my first contribution to the janka nation

[chocobberries]

always forever!

you've received a gift from a secret admirer on valentines day, only to find out its... tamsy!

pure fluff, reciprocated love, confession, blah blah blah tamsy loves u!!!

secret admirer! tamsy, who... came to know of your existence mere months ago, as you were a new supporter who joined his team. he silently watched as you introduced yourself to everyone else before turning to him with an out-stretched arm, a pink hue on your cheeks, and an honest smile on your face- “hi, its nice to meet you! i hope we get along!” he mirrors your confident body language, taking his large hand in yours before saying “it’s nice to meet you too, i’m sure we will.” after letting go, he takes a moment to admire how delicate your hands are- they’re soft and free of scars, clearly never having seen the light of battle. “how adorable” he whispers to himself, just low enough so no one else around could hear. how…strange, he then thought. tamsy has not once in his life bothered to think about how someone else’s hand feels in his, never mind calling them cute… guess he’ll just have to make an exception for you!

secret admirer! tamsy, who... only grows more and more of a fixation with you as time goes on. it starts off small- staring at you for a bit too long or making excuses to be near you, his go-to being “we need to stay close during missions, don’t want you getting hurt on me now.” over time his feelings progressed into something immeasurable and intense, consuming every single one of his thoughts until all there was in that pretty little head of his was you. he lived you, he breathed you, he worshipped you- he’d even die for you, he’s sure of it. that’s why on this valentine's day, a day made to show your tenderness and affection to those you love most, he does something he wouldn’t have even dreamed of doing until he met you.

“hm? what’s this doing here?”

you were currently looking at the arrangement of flowers someone must’ve left on your desk. they were absolutely gorgeous- two dozen fragrant blossoms of several different kinds (your favorites, you noted) were organized elegantly in wrapping paper of your most preferred color. holding it all together was a big silk ribbon tied into a bow, sleek and smooth to the touch. what caught your attention the most, however, was the small note peeking out above the delicate petals.

“because of you, i know heaven without death.”

quite morbid, you thought… but those eight little words still managed to touch the innermost parts of your heart, causing a hot blush all over your face! you felt your cheeks burn as you realize whoever’s behind this harbors a very deep sentiment towards you- with real flowers being a rarity on the ground and such. they must’ve cost a fortune, and that’s not even mentioning the amount of thought and intimacy put into the entire array!

you flip the note to see if there was any clue as to who could be your little devotee, and lo and behold- on the opposite side laid a simple request.

“meet me at the outskirts of town around noon”

tamsy has calculated his whole scheme perfectly, as he does with everything else in his life. he knows around what time you’ll find the flowers, he knows your curiosity will get the best of you, and he knows you should be on your way to him right now! for once, he’s anxious- the nerves surrounding his indirect confession of love creeping up to him. what if you thought it was weird? too much? or worse- rejected him?

his little spiral was interrupted by none other than you. you, in all of your heavenly glory. you took extra care in making sure you looked good before leaving, and it shows. like the flowers he had gifted, you were unique and aesthetic. you brightened the beige and dry scenery of the ground with the purity of your aura, and he wouldn’t doubt it for a second if someone told him that you were an angel, too (shout out my manga readers hehe)

"tamsy?"

there’s just no way this was really happening. tamsy, of all people, is YOUR secret admirer?? tamsy, the man you’ve privately doted on since the first day you joined the cleaners? tamsy, who’d invite you to dinners with the others, offering to cover your meal, who made sure you were safe during missions, who made it a point to compliment you whenever it was socially acceptable to do so without raising suspicion, who….

oh.

it was clear all along- tamsy was irrevocably and undeniably in love with you, and unbeknownst to him, you shared the exact same sentiment.

“how do you feel about me being your little secret admirer, dearest?”

the nickname he gave you had you red on the spot. you didn’t speak for a bit, afraid that whatever words you chose to say would come out as a hushed stutter.

“i couldn’t be happier, tamsy.”

and with confirmation of you reciprocating his feelings, he leans in and gives you an innocent kiss on the lips. his pillowy mouth against yours moved in a way that was soft and sinless- virtuous to the highest degree, his kiss displayed nothing but pure adoration and reverence.

he frees himself from you after a few minutes (though he’d kiss you for the rest of his life if he could) and decides that in this moment, he’ll lay his whole heart out for you once and for all.

“i love you, y/n. i love you so much that i think i’d die if i spent another day without you being mines. please, allow me to be your person."

and how could you possibly say no to a confession that sweet?

so on the day that others are out celebrating their long established relationships, you and tamsy start your own- you’re forever his and he’s without a doubt, forever yours ‪‪❤︎‬

happy valentines day everyone!!

the quote in the note is an excerpt from the bible, not my own writing! since gachiakuta is biblically inspired i thought it fit hehe

first time writing pure fluff, meant to make it wayyy longer but got caught up with college :c still liked how it came out tho!

i feel like its lowkey corny at parts but not too much on me yall LMFAO

[clownaynay]

[chocobberries]

guys do we want soft cutie romantic tamsy or toxic tamsy for valentine’s day 🧐🧐

TOXICCC 😫

soft and simple 🍰

Voting ended onFeb 13

i’ve started writing a toxic tamsy fic based on my asks (which i’ll still publish!) but i dunno…

[chocobberries]

love potions!

tamsy is manipulative, sadistic, selfish, deceptive- he’s every word you’d use to describe someone who’s not good for you. why do you love him so much, then?

tamsy’s toxic as fuckkk, matureish? themes + smut (blowjob), gender neutral, you (yes YOU the reader) are highkey a loser for tamsy heh

manipulative!tamsy, who… you find interest in after being assigned to a mission together. being a supporter, you stayed on the sidelines as you watched him take on a trash beast all by himself! you loved the way he carried himself with confidence and grace, always smiling and keeping himself level headed despite working in such a dangerous field.

manipulative!tamsy, who… you’ve just now realized is very beautiful while sat next to him on the ride back to the cleaners hq. his tan skin that goes too well with his blonde and navy hair, his lips with a single piercing below them, his tall and lean yet strong build…. hell, you even found his scars seductive. all of it was intoxicating to you. it’s not like you didn’t know he was attractive, anyone could tell with a single glance at him… but you never really got the chance to admire his features like you are now. you couldn’t help but imagine how his lips would feel on yours, as his hands dominated every inch of your body, roughly calming you as his….

manipulative!tamsy, who… ever observant, notices your staring. he finds it bothersome, yet somewhat intriguing. he interrupts your little daydream (which was just getting to the good part, by the way -_-) by jokingly asking you if there’s anything on his face, all while wearing the same playful smile he always does. you’re caught off guard, muttering a quick “no, nothing!” before turning to look out your window, hiding your face from him out of shame for your lewd thoughts. he finds your shyness pitiable, yet something about it spikes that strange and sick arousal he’s always had within him, and only one thing could cross his mind: “you’d make a really fun toy to play with”.

manipulative!tamsy, who… gets closer to you bearing only one goal: making you his and only his! he’s grown to love teasing you- whether it’s by putting a hand in the small of your back while walking next to you, leaning in close to whisper something in your ear, or pulling your body towards his in a crowded area, he thrives off of seeing your reactions to the little things he does. don’t get it twisted though, he’s not doing this out of protectiveness or care like your standard person would! no, tamsy does this to slowly build his control over you- lingering touches over respectable areas of your body soon turn into heavy grasps wherever he wanted, and he makes sure you accept everything he gives you.

manipulative!tamsy, who… decides to make things official after three months of fooling with you! now’s when the real fun begins for him. you’re absolutely smitten- waking up extra early to get dolled up for him, taking him by the hand wherever you go, you even said “i love you” first! tamsy didn’t say it back though, opting for an “i feel the same way” instead. honestly, he doesn’t even show you as much affection anymore now. he only gives you bits and crumbs of him when he feels you slipping from his fingers, just enough for you to stay. the way he’s been acting really does hurt you, so much so that you go to his room and bring this issue up to him with tears falling from your precious eyes! he’d be lying if he said it didn’t turn him on. “there there, you know i care about you. i wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, my love” he says in a discretely insincere tone. “i know just the thing that’d make you feel better.”

manipulative!tamsy, who… wastes no time in closing the distance between you two, claiming your lips as his. you instinctively wrap your arms around him as he puts one hand on your waist and tangles the other in your hair. he deepens the kiss while roughly pulling on your locks as his tongue clashes with yours. he sucks on your lower lip, before biting down hard enough to draw a bit of blood. he just can’t help fueling that sick part of him, you get him too excited! he notices you wince, so he licks over the small wound before moving to work on your neck. he takes his time in harshly sucking on all the little spots he knows you like, and you can’t help but pathetically whimper from what hes doing to you. you’re sure it’ll leave a mark later, but thats exactly what he wants. after all, he needs everyone to know exactly who you belong to.

manipulative!tamsy, who… harshly pulls you down to the floor by your hair, where you’re now face to face with the pronounced bulge in his pants. “be good for me, won’t you?” he says, and you know exactly what he wants. you reach for his belt and undo his buckle, sliding his pants off so that he’s clad in his underwear. you notice a large wet spot on them, and you can’t help but leave a kiss on it before pulling his boxers down to give him what he wants.

manipulative!tamsy, who…. slaps his cock on your face before he lets you please him. its not too girthy but very long, about 6 & 1/2 inches hard, and it makes you see stars whenever you choke on it. he rubs his tip against your lips, getting them all sticky with his precum, letting out low, sultry groans as he does. the nasty sounds hes making gets you so pent up and horny for him- you can hardly resist the dirty urge to take him in your mouth at that moment.

manipulative! tamsy, who… parts your mouth open with his thumb before thrusting his entire length in without warning. you’ve told him off for this before, saying you’d like a heads up before he does anything, but he just loves shoving his dick down your throat when you least expect it. you gagged on it at first, but quickly adapt to the fullness as you diligently work on satisfying him. you slowly bob your head up and down tamsy’s heavy cock, before swirling your tongue around his swollen red tip and licking his cute slit. “fuck, f-feels so good- you’ve got a slutty mouth on you” he moans in that sensual tone of his. your lower body hurts from being on your knees so much, but you’re too aroused to even care. latching onto his tip again, you start massaging his balls with one hand while pumping his dick with the other. its absolutely throbbing under your touch, and it doesn’t take long before tamsy’s whole body is twitching to signal his upcoming orgasm.

manipulative!tamsy, who… shamelessly cums alllll over your face. he loves painting you with his seed- the sticky whiteness decorating your skin serving as physical validation of you being his. “did so good for me as always sweetheart” he coos, kissing your forehead and cheeks in a rare moment of tenderness. he hastily clothes himself again while turning to leave his room, but not before he says “i’m gonna go wash up, ‘kay? be a doll and wait for me here”, leaving you alone in his quarters. you move to sit at his desk, where you start reflecting on everything that’s happened. you came to talk about how bad he makes you feel, he distracts you with flirty nothings and gets you on your knees for him, then leaves as soon as he finishes. he can be a real piece of shit, can’t he? you start to wonder why you’re even with a guy like him, but you just as quickly shake that thought away. it’s not like he’s awful, right? tamsy still has his positives, and honestly… you just love him too much to leave!

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first time writing smut >_< this took me forever to finish just cuz of the shame i felt writing dirty stuff about a literal anime character LMFAOO

i wonder if his pubes are blonde or blue or both 🤔🤔

[alieinthemorning]

Time After Time [Tamsy Caines]

Content: Tamsy Caines is Bad at Feelings, Tamsy Caines is His Own Warning, POV Tamsy Caines, Songfic(?), Reader-Insert

Pronouns: None

Required Listening: Time After Time - EJAE

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This work’s concepts, plot and original characters are my own which means I do not allow any sort of creative theft nor do I allow my work to be entered into any sort of A.I. bots. Thank you for respecting my space and boundaries.

Ko-fi | Masterlist

[Every day and night, you’re running my mind]

You were a plague upon him. In the sparse moments he had to really sit down and plan proper, his thoughts would always drift to you. A no name Cleaner who was nothing more than fodder. He didn’t see any true use for you in his plans, so why did he think about you so often.

Ugh, he felt like a kid with a crush. GROSS.

He barely knew a thing about you aside from important things like your weapon, abilities and what team you were on, which was his own, but you didn’t stand out. So you shouldn’t matter, right?

So why was he wasting his precious time thinking about you.

[All the tears I've cried won't ever be dry 'cause]

There were times that he almost—ALMOST, HE’S NOT A FUCKIN’ BABY—cried tears of frustration over these annoying, childish feelings. Feelings that bleed outside the confines of his mind and into his actions toward you.

He’d seek you out during his downtime, stuck closer to you during missions. Hell, his hands could often be found gliding across your exposed skin, just to watch you flinch or squirm from him with wide eyes.

Until…until you stopped pulling away from him. You’d lean into his touch, and returned the gesture. Fleeting moments became secret rendezvouses. When he thought of you, he sought you out. When he had you in his grasp, he didn’t want to let go.

I’m such a fucking loser.

[My life without you feels like living a lie]

He needed to accept reality. He had feelings for you. In a romantic sense, but he wouldn’t say that he loved you (more like refused to say it). Well, this certainly threw a wrench in things, But! How hard could it truly be to keep you alive and by his side while the pieces of his plan fell into place?

[Every minute, every moment, every time after time]

Then, one day, he found you talking to Enjin.

[Time after time]

All smiles, obviously flustered by something the playboy said.

[Time after time]

…

[You'll be mine]

This was fine. Nothing had actually happened, and even if it did, he could easily swoop in and take what was always his.

[Time after time, oh]

Did I write this fic to spread the word about this song? Absolutely.

Also, I love writing Tamsy like: "Denial of Feelings, Realization of Feelings, Denial of Feelings". He'll be so close, and be like "ew, no, okay sure, maybe, but not THAT deep" when it is 10000% that deep.

Ko-fi | Masterlist

[chocobberries]

love potions!

tamsy is manipulative, sadistic, selfish, deceptive- he’s every word you’d use to describe someone who’s not good for you. why do you love him so much, then?

tamsy’s toxic as fuckkk, matureish? themes + smut (blowjob), gender neutral, you (yes YOU the reader) are highkey a loser for tamsy heh

manipulative!tamsy, who… you find interest in after being assigned to a mission together. being a supporter, you stayed on the sidelines as you watched him take on a trash beast all by himself! you loved the way he carried himself with confidence and grace, always smiling and keeping himself level headed despite working in such a dangerous field.

manipulative!tamsy, who… you’ve just now realized is very beautiful while sat next to him on the ride back to the cleaners hq. his tan skin that goes too well with his blonde and navy hair, his lips with a single piercing below them, his tall and lean yet strong build…. hell, you even found his scars seductive. all of it was intoxicating to you. it’s not like you didn’t know he was attractive, anyone could tell with a single glance at him… but you never really got the chance to admire his features like you are now. you couldn’t help but imagine how his lips would feel on yours, as his hands dominated every inch of your body, roughly calming you as his….

manipulative!tamsy, who… ever observant, notices your staring. he finds it bothersome, yet somewhat intriguing. he interrupts your little daydream (which was just getting to the good part, by the way -_-) by jokingly asking you if there’s anything on his face, all while wearing the same playful smile he always does. you’re caught off guard, muttering a quick “no, nothing!” before turning to look out your window, hiding your face from him out of shame for your lewd thoughts. he finds your shyness pitiable, yet something about it spikes that strange and sick arousal he’s always had within him, and only one thing could cross his mind: “you’d make a really fun toy to play with”.

manipulative!tamsy, who… gets closer to you bearing only one goal: making you his and only his! he’s grown to love teasing you- whether it’s by putting a hand in the small of your back while walking next to you, leaning in close to whisper something in your ear, or pulling your body towards his in a crowded area, he thrives off of seeing your reactions to the little things he does. don’t get it twisted though, he’s not doing this out of protectiveness or care like your standard person would! no, tamsy does this to slowly build his control over you- lingering touches over respectable areas of your body soon turn into heavy grasps wherever he wanted, and he makes sure you accept everything he gives you.

manipulative!tamsy, who… decides to make things official after three months of fooling with you! now’s when the real fun begins for him. you’re absolutely smitten- waking up extra early to get dolled up for him, taking him by the hand wherever you go, you even said “i love you” first! tamsy didn’t say it back though, opting for an “i feel the same way” instead. honestly, he doesn’t even show you as much affection anymore now. he only gives you bits and crumbs of him when he feels you slipping from his fingers, just enough for you to stay. the way he’s been acting really does hurt you, so much so that you go to his room and bring this issue up to him with tears falling from your precious eyes! he’d be lying if he said it didn’t turn him on. “there there, you know i care about you. i wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, my love” he says in a discretely insincere tone. “i know just the thing that’d make you feel better.”

manipulative!tamsy, who… wastes no time in closing the distance between you two, claiming your lips as his. you instinctively wrap your arms around him as he puts one hand on your waist and tangles the other in your hair. he deepens the kiss while roughly pulling on your locks as his tongue clashes with yours. he sucks on your lower lip, before biting down hard enough to draw a bit of blood. he just can’t help fueling that sick part of him, you get him too excited! he notices you wince, so he licks over the small wound before moving to work on your neck. he takes his time in harshly sucking on all the little spots he knows you like, and you can’t help but pathetically whimper from what hes doing to you. you’re sure it’ll leave a mark later, but thats exactly what he wants. after all, he needs everyone to know exactly who you belong to.

manipulative!tamsy, who… harshly pulls you down to the floor by your hair, where you’re now face to face with the pronounced bulge in his pants. “be good for me, won’t you?” he says, and you know exactly what he wants. you reach for his belt and undo his buckle, sliding his pants off so that he’s clad in his underwear. you notice a large wet spot on them, and you can’t help but leave a kiss on it before pulling his boxers down to give him what he wants.

manipulative!tamsy, who…. slaps his cock on your face before he lets you please him. its not too girthy but very long, about 6 & 1/2 inches hard, and it makes you see stars whenever you choke on it. he rubs his tip against your lips, getting them all sticky with his precum, letting out low, sultry groans as he does. the nasty sounds hes making gets you so pent up and horny for him- you can hardly resist the dirty urge to take him in your mouth at that moment.

manipulative! tamsy, who… parts your mouth open with his thumb before thrusting his entire length in without warning. you’ve told him off for this before, saying you’d like a heads up before he does anything, but he just loves shoving his dick down your throat when you least expect it. you gagged on it at first, but quickly adapt to the fullness as you diligently work on satisfying him. you slowly bob your head up and down tamsy’s heavy cock, before swirling your tongue around his swollen red tip and licking his cute slit. “fuck, f-feels so good- you’ve got a slutty mouth on you” he moans in that sensual tone of his. your lower body hurts from being on your knees so much, but you’re too aroused to even care. latching onto his tip again, you start massaging his balls with one hand while pumping his dick with the other. its absolutely throbbing under your touch, and it doesn’t take long before tamsy’s whole body is twitching to signal his upcoming orgasm.

manipulative!tamsy, who… shamelessly cums alllll over your face. he loves painting you with his seed- the sticky whiteness decorating your skin serving as physical validation of you being his. “did so good for me as always sweetheart” he coos, kissing your forehead and cheeks in a rare moment of tenderness. he hastily clothes himself again while turning to leave his room, but not before he says “i’m gonna go wash up, ‘kay? be a doll and wait for me here”, leaving you alone in his quarters. you move to sit at his desk, where you start reflecting on everything that’s happened. you came to talk about how bad he makes you feel, he distracts you with flirty nothings and gets you on your knees for him, then leaves as soon as he finishes. he can be a real piece of shit, can’t he? you start to wonder why you’re even with a guy like him, but you just as quickly shake that thought away. it’s not like he’s awful, right? tamsy still has his positives, and honestly… you just love him too much to leave!

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first time writing smut >_< this took me forever to finish just cuz of the shame i felt writing dirty stuff about a literal anime character LMFAOO

i wonder if his pubes are blonde or blue or both 🤔🤔