based on a comment by @jinjen on this post. I love these blondes so much idk what to do with myself. hope yall enjoy.
they made a schedule of who gets to sleep with you at night, which they still argue about constantly.
enjin gets sundays, tuesdays, and fridays, gris gets mondays, thursdays, and saturdays, and you can either sleep on your own or have both of them cram into your bed on wednesdays.
sometimes, usually on saturdays, enjin will barge into gris' room and just pile himself on top of both of you. this usually happens early in the morning, too (maybe he was having trouble sleeping). every once in a while, gris will barge in on the two of you and make room for himself.
you enjoy having two loving boyfriends, but the way they fight over you... might literally kill you one day.
the tug of wars that happen over you on who's lap you should sit in at any time. the annoying play wrestling over who should cuddle you during movie nights, which just makes you end up between them anyway. the bickering when you do all sleep together at night.
they're just very protective of their baby, even against each other sometimes.
enjin gets especially jealous when your attention is being taken by one of the kids. he knows that you'll end up spending the day with them, and barely pay any attention to him (*pout*).
gris makes a compromise by actually hanging out with you and the kids. enjin get super jealous when rudo wants any kind of affection from you. gris finds his jealousy hilarious and constantly makes fun of him. he'll even encourage you by saying things like "i think rudo needs a hug" or "I'm pretty sure rudo was asking if you could cuddle" trying to get a rise out of enjin.
it works every time to piss enjin off, gris cannot stop laughing at his ass. you just ignore their antics to spend time with the kids when they need it.
and god forbid you're ever in the kitchen trying to make food for everyone.
gris is a helping hand, helping you reach things that are too high, chopping up stuff, mixing, anything you ask him to do, he's doing.
enjin on the other hand, is a fucking menace. teasing you, saying you cant possibly make this dish as good as the chef of the kitchen. purposefully putting shit on high shelves. hiding any object that you may need for prep. stealing so much while you're cooking that you're now worried you dont have enough. you constantly ask gris to kick him out for you, which he happily does by throwing the man over his shoulder and locking him in his room until dinner is actually served.
a/n: small little enjin drabble i had a thought about 👅 i love me a verbal enjinnnn. minors dni.
the first word that comes to enjin’s mind when he stirs awake is, damn.
waves of pleasure hit his senses almost immediately, a subconscious grunt leaving his lips. “hmm..”
one of his eyes crack open to find you with his dick in your mouth, swirling your tongue around his member in slow, torturous movements.
“baby, are you…? “ he rasps out, peeking down to actually see if you were giving him a blowjob or if he was just imagining it.
you hum around him in response, earning a groan from him.
“fuuck, i love you, sweetheart. you’re so good to me, what did i do to deserve you?”
enjin shifts underneath you, propping himself up with his elbows. your eyes flicker up to meet his, slowly releasing him with a pop and planting a kiss to his tip.
you thumb at the precum that’s already leaking at his slit, before taking him down your throat again, deeper this time.
with eye contact the whole way through.
his hips buck up involuntarily into your mouth, making you choke just a little. “hah, just like that, angel. yeaah, take all of me.”
“that’s a good girl.” enjin praises huskily, his tattooed hand finding its way to the top of your head, pushing some strands away from your face, guiding you on his length gently.
enjin watches you with utter need in his gaze, slowly pushing your head down while watching the spit drip from the corner of your mouth.
“c’mon, doll— f-fuck. y’re doing so good f’me.”
you moan around his length, swirling around a vein and feeling him twitch against your tongue. he’s close.
his chest rises and falls with a string of curses. “g’nna cum, baby,” enjin warns, throwing his head back.
you hollow your cheeks in and enjin’s thighs shake, cumming with your name on his lips in a breathy tone. his ropes coat your mouth and throat as you swallow it all.
you slowly pull off of him after a moment, and enjin immediately reaches to pull you up in an embrace. he presses a kiss to the top of your head. “you’re amazing. you did so well, baby. thank you.”
“wake up, sleepyhead.” you murmur against the crook of his neck.
enjin huffs a laugh in response, “oh, i’m awake, alright.”
a/n: small little enjin drabble i had a thought about 👅 i love me a verbal enjinnnn. minors dni.
the first word that comes to enjin’s mind when he stirs awake is, damn.
waves of pleasure hit his senses almost immediately, a subconscious grunt leaving his lips. “hmm..”
one of his eyes crack open to find you with his dick in your mouth, swirling your tongue around his member in slow, torturous movements.
“baby, are you…? “ he rasps out, peeking down to actually see if you were giving him a blowjob or if he was just imagining it.
you hum around him in response, earning a groan from him.
“fuuck, i love you, sweetheart. you’re so good to me, what did i do to deserve you?”
enjin shifts underneath you, propping himself up with his elbows. your eyes flicker up to meet his, slowly releasing him with a pop and planting a kiss to his tip.
you thumb at the precum that’s already leaking at his slit, before taking him down your throat again, deeper this time.
with eye contact the whole way through.
his hips buck up involuntarily into your mouth, making you choke just a little. “hah, just like that, angel. yeaah, take all of me.”
“that’s a good girl.” enjin praises huskily, his tattooed hand finding its way to the top of your head, pushing some strands away from your face, guiding you on his length gently.
enjin watches you with utter need in his gaze, slowly pushing your head down while watching the spit drip from the corner of your mouth.
“c’mon, doll— f-fuck. y’re doing so good f’me.”
you moan around his length, swirling around a vein and feeling him twitch against your tongue. he’s close.
his chest rises and falls with a string of curses. “g’nna cum, baby,” enjin warns, throwing his head back.
you hollow your cheeks in and enjin’s thighs shake, cumming with your name on his lips in a breathy tone. his ropes coat your mouth and throat as you swallow it all.
you slowly pull off of him after a moment, and enjin immediately reaches to pull you up in an embrace. he presses a kiss to the top of your head. “you’re amazing. you did so well, baby. thank you.”
“wake up, sleepyhead.” you murmur against the crook of his neck.
enjin huffs a laugh in response, “oh, i’m awake, alright.”
enjin’s reaction when you get a tattoo of his name before he gets one of yours.
cw: fem!reader w/ long hair, i’ve only watched the anime so might be ooc <\3, petnames: baby + miss, mentions of body figure, and enjin gets on his knees (non suggestive)
he stared at you, his eyes popped out of their sockets and his jaw dropped on the floor. you turn to face your boyfriend which you noticed a little too late. you hadn’t planned to show him the tattoo quite just yet. it’s only been a month and you wanted it to show it at its best condition.
“pleasepleasepleasepleaseeeee baby tell me im dreaming right now,” enjin finally says once he picked his jaw off the ground.
“you weren’t supposed to see it yet, jin, oh my goodness, it was supposed to be a surprise,” you reply with a slight groan, dropping your arms which were tangled up in your hair as you were putting it up to try and beat the heat of the HQ in the summer.
“why didn’t you knock? what’s so important?” you say with a sigh, as if he wasn’t still in awe of your inked skin.
“nonono miss, you can’t just ignore the elephant in the damn room. you got a tattoo of MYYY name???” he elongates the word my, and you stare at him with raised eyebrows and a slight smile.
“what, was I supposed to get a tattoo of gris’ name—“
“—DON’T finish that sentence. you’re ruining the moment,” he says like a dramatic teenage boy.
he finally approaches, kneeling down to be eye level with the tattoo that sat right at your hip. his eyes were practically glowing despite the flow of amina and his lack of presence on the battle field. you place your hand on his head, combing through the strands, laughing softly.
“you like it?”
“i love it miss. perfect placement too,” he said with a smirk, knowing he’ll be placing his hands on your hips even more than before—if that was even possible.
“looks so good on you baby, i can’t stop looking at it. how’d you even hide this from me for this long, and when d’ya plan on tellin’ me?” his eyes have yet to leave your skin, similar to his hands that have yet to stop caressing up and down, following the natural curvature of your body.
“it’s not that hard, since we’re practically always in uniform. but it’s been extra hot here at HQ ever since rudo’s powers went awry that one time, and it messed up the AC system, so I decided to throw on a tank and you walked in as soon as my hands were up for you to see it,” you say with a shake of your head.
“i planned this for a while, and i got some time to get it done when i had to drop by canvas town after a mission.”
enjin groaned, his reaction practically doing a 360 as he sunk down, laying his head on your thigh.
“you’re so smart and that’s why i’m in so love with you but i can’t help but be jealous you got something done before i did,” he says with a huff.
you let out a snort, and you tug on him, a small signal for him to raise to his feet. “i did this on my own accord, jin. nothing’s stopping you from getting one of your own.”
“ok wait.”
“ENJIN WHERE ARE YOU GOING?”
…he decides to get his tattoo of your name right on his bicep so that when he flexes, it shows off his muscles and your name. oh and of course it gives him an excuse for you to cling onto his arm whenever you can.
a/n: enjin brainrot is not for the weak goodbye omg and also idc what anyone says, the cursive tattoos are so cunt, i can deal w/ the consequences when they come
enjin’s reaction when you get a tattoo of his name before he gets one of yours.
cw: fem!reader w/ long hair, i’ve only watched the anime so might be ooc <\3, petnames: baby + miss, mentions of body figure, and enjin gets on his knees (non suggestive)
he stared at you, his eyes popped out of their sockets and his jaw dropped on the floor. you turn to face your boyfriend which you noticed a little too late. you hadn’t planned to show him the tattoo quite just yet. it’s only been a month and you wanted it to show it at its best condition.
“pleasepleasepleasepleaseeeee baby tell me im dreaming right now,” enjin finally says once he picked his jaw off the ground.
“you weren’t supposed to see it yet, jin, oh my goodness, it was supposed to be a surprise,” you reply with a slight groan, dropping your arms which were tangled up in your hair as you were putting it up to try and beat the heat of the HQ in the summer.
“why didn’t you knock? what’s so important?” you say with a sigh, as if he wasn’t still in awe of your inked skin.
“nonono miss, you can’t just ignore the elephant in the damn room. you got a tattoo of MYYY name???” he elongates the word my, and you stare at him with raised eyebrows and a slight smile.
“what, was I supposed to get a tattoo of gris’ name—“
“—DON’T finish that sentence. you’re ruining the moment,” he says like a dramatic teenage boy.
he finally approaches, kneeling down to be eye level with the tattoo that sat right at your hip. his eyes were practically glowing despite the flow of amina and his lack of presence on the battle field. you place your hand on his head, combing through the strands, laughing softly.
“you like it?”
“i love it miss. perfect placement too,” he said with a smirk, knowing he’ll be placing his hands on your hips even more than before—if that was even possible.
“looks so good on you baby, i can’t stop looking at it. how’d you even hide this from me for this long, and when d’ya plan on tellin’ me?” his eyes have yet to leave your skin, similar to his hands that have yet to stop caressing up and down, following the natural curvature of your body.
“it’s not that hard, since we’re practically always in uniform. but it’s been extra hot here at HQ ever since rudo’s powers went awry that one time, and it messed up the AC system, so I decided to throw on a tank and you walked in as soon as my hands were up for you to see it,” you say with a shake of your head.
“i planned this for a while, and i got some time to get it done when i had to drop by canvas town after a mission.”
enjin groaned, his reaction practically doing a 360 as he sunk down, laying his head on your thigh.
“you’re so smart and that’s why i’m in so love with you but i can’t help but be jealous you got something done before i did,” he says with a huff.
you let out a snort, and you tug on him, a small signal for him to raise to his feet. “i did this on my own accord, jin. nothing’s stopping you from getting one of your own.”
“ok wait.”
“ENJIN WHERE ARE YOU GOING?”
…he decides to get his tattoo of your name right on his bicep so that when he flexes, it shows off his muscles and your name. oh and of course it gives him an excuse for you to cling onto his arm whenever you can.
a/n: enjin brainrot is not for the weak goodbye omg and also idc what anyone says, the cursive tattoos are so cunt, i can deal w/ the consequences when they come
Rame wears Maple Kiss’s fairy mini hat in MKER-0001 pink.
This is exciting to me because it isn’t actually a lolita brand, it’s merch for the music label Maple Kiss produced by Emiru of Lareine. The example image is a sample and the only photo of the hats on their website. Formerly known as Strawberry House, they also produced logo t-shirts, keyrings, mirrors and potentially a pair of shoes (?) which is not mentioned on the site but can be found in a couple of image files in 2005. Also bejewelled maracas, again found only in the image files.
I’ve never heard of anyone else mentioning this brand if you can call it that. Maple Kiss is still active as a label according to vk.gy and had various oshare kei type bands signed to them in the 2010s.
These fairy mini hats were available through mail order in pink, white and black for a short period in 2003.
Sharing because I was so surprised to see it mentioned by name in a lolita’s coord and I had never thought i’d see it worn.
Included a photo of him for comparison (pinterest credit). Does that make this a cosplay item? Official cosplay? It’s all very mysterious. Happy to take corrections for all of this btw!
you've been teasing Enjin all day, but this will break him. what a siren you are; hiking up your skirt so it sits dangerously high on your legs while he's supposed to focus on driving the Jeep around No Man's Land. showing off your plush thighs and letting him barely catch a peak of the brand-new red panties you'd bought earlier... was this your plan all along?
you start caressing across your tummy, your legs, the valley of your breasts, grazing your skin with the tips of your fingers, giving Enjin a vision of where you want to be touched—how softly you want him to touch you.
but gentle isn't in your boyfriend's vocabulary. at least not on days like these when you've been nothing but a little vixen, tempting him with skirts that show off your legs and blouses that expose the belly he wants to cover with fiery kisses.
he swerves around the terrain, turns the radio on, purposefully goes over bumps and potholes to shake off any thought of you—of taking you then and there, in the middle of nowhere, instead of going back to HQ—but every vibration from the blaring music, every twist and turn that rattles your seat only spurs you on further. your legs clamp together, your chest rises faster and faster, and your cheeks flush a deep crimson.
"En. I need you."
and that's all it takes for him to park the car and bend you over the hood, keeping you in place and digging his long, inked fingers into your cheeks so your face is turned to him, and only him. he's not someone to toy with if you're not ready for just how much he'll relish you and bask in the feeling of having your body wrapped around his.
Random things gachiakuta characters have done in your relationship suggestive themes, crack, fluff, it depends on the character. This is kinda short sorryyy
Zanka
● He pushed a kid over because they called you pretty and because they said said they wanted to save the beautiful princess (You) from the ugly troll king (Him)
● Got kicked in the nuts by you during training and till this day guards his crotch because of it
Enjin
● Said you were hot when you were mad then proceeded to hide everything in the house to piss you off then got shocked you were actually angry
● Watched you burn something on the stove then talked shit about "Young hoes cook everything on high" then got smacked across the head.
Gris
● Broke the bed then started acting shy like your spine didn't almost snap in half.
● Accidentally bruised your hips to the point where someone called in a meeting with Corvus to see if you were ok, you awkwardly had to explain that you're ok and that Gris doesn't abuse you.
Bro
● Accidentally groped you infront of a very disturbed Dear. Its safe to say your husband got lectured.
● Got hit on by a bunch of single moms at one of Dears activities then whipped out his wedding ring like Yuta Summoning Rika.
August
● He pulls up gang signs with his toes whenever you're on cowgirl so that you "have something to look at"
● Yelled at some guy on the streets because he tried to offer you a custom poncho, he described it as disrespectful because "AS IF YOU'RE NOT WEARING A MATCHING SET WITH MY NAME SEWN ONTO THE ASS".
Arkha
● Carried you over a puddle of dirty water so that your new shoes wouldn't get dirty
● He often feels bad for working so much even though you reassure him that you dont mind and that you'll always be here for him
(This has been sitting in my drafts for a couple days so here you go, I dont have much to say this time. For the next couple of days I'll be releasing my drafts because I have 15......😣 its 1:24 am so yayayyay I'm sorta early. Pls lmk If there's any spelling erros because this isnt proof read.
𝒢𑄺 — getting revenge on jabber after he doms you !
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“mm, fuck— keep going, slut.” Jabber groans, forcing you to swallow down more of his thick cock as you gag wetly around it. He twitches in your mouth whilst holding your head down, momentarily restricting your breathing just enough for you to glare up at him with tears in your eyes.
he lets go of your hair and starts fucking your face with desperation and need. his hips show no mercy, heavy balls smack against your chin with each of his thrusts, the room filling with your chokes and his grunts. “gonna—haah, gonna cum.”
he snarls down at you as he yet again grips your hair “look at me.” he commands, drinking in the raw sight of you struggling to take his length, fresh tears pooling at your waterline from how deep he plummets.
“mmmhmmmf” you slur, his dick restricting your words as he twitches once more. He groans your name deeply, finishing hard down your throat, making sure you don’t waste a drop as you swallow it down.
he tilts his head back as he catches his breath, missing the dangerous glint lingering in your eyes. you stand up, and its not long before your hand snakes around his neck, squeezing. Jabber looks down at you and swallows hard. “oh?”
pushing him back onto the bed your lips find his, both of you whimper in unison, he tastes his own cum on your tongue as it dominates him.
breaking away to slide him inside, you find your pussy wet from sheer action of sucking him off. a loud moan rips from him, hips bucking up to yours as the sensitivity overwhelms his senses in the best way possible.
your nails scratch across his chest and abs, mixing pleasure with the slight sting that comes, and it wouldn’t be Jabber if he didn’t like that. “s-shit! dont stop—mmmhf—!” he cries, voice breaking slightly as you scratch harder— not enough to leave blood, just so red marks trail across his skin.
slamming your hips down onto him, you tug at his hair sharply as his back arches off the bed. “keep that up ‘n ill cum already—”
“cum then, i’m not stopping you.” you whisper, already close yourself. He finishes hard, already broken down into cries and moans as he fills you with cum. it felt like it was endless, pulse after pulse of white spilling deep into you. He goes limp under you as you finish too, chest rising and falling as he smirks. "damn, girl... i wan' another round— keep up with me, yeah?
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・ ꪖ/n : @okaga48 i hope you liked your surprise that you accidentally spoiled for yourself 🥹 the things i have heard her say she is gonna do to Jabber are insane…
A/n: Imagine you guys are fully dating in this one bc I feel they’d act way different when you ignore when while dating vs not dating.
This was a part of a request someone had asked for! The first part is gonna take me longer so this should hold you over sorry pookie <3 @mem7067
ENJIN
he will annoy you non stop until you answer him. He was patient with Fu and sat there way too long bugging him so he’ll definitely do the same with you. He’ll ask what he did wrong, why are you ignoring him, do you hate him, do you still love him, anything and everything until he gets something out of you. He’s extra clingy.
To really get you to finally pay attention to him again he might flirt with someone in front of you. Not seriously but enough to rile you up and hopefully get you to at least LOOK at him.
When you finally give in his whole body drops on top of you in exhaustion. “Thank god. I was dying over here. Give me some lovin. I deserve it.”
FOLLO
He’s so distraught. He can’t figure out what it is that he did wrong and that makes him even more anxious. He’s on his knees , hugging your thighs and begging you to tell him what he did wrong so he can fix it. If that doesn’t work he’s getting you as many gifts as possible until you forgive him, hand making you every meal, giving massages, etc.
Sheds a few tears when you finally give in. Hugs you so tight it’s hard to breathe and peppers kisses all over your cheeks.
“Thank you. I love you. You love me still right? Good.”
CORVUS
He won’t play these games..is what he says but he’s a fucking liar. He’ll give you space for a few hours. If you’re still upset after he’ll ask what’s wrong while wrap you in his arms. He’ll plant kisses all around your face and neck, massage your waist and arms, caress your hands with his, etc. He’s gonna try to use physical affection to get you back. He’s gonna make you tell him what’s wrong one way or another.
Just laughs when you drop it. He’ll pull you in for another hug. “See. That wasn’t so hard was it?”
TAMSY
He’s not above restraining you until you break. He’ll threaten it to try and scare you.
He’d start setting shit up and getting his instrument out like he’s really gonna do it, and he might, but it’s mostly a ploy. I think he’d try to scare/intimidate you out of it. He’d even start manipulating by saying shit like “well I must be a horrible boyfriend if you can’t even talk to me. Maybe you should get a new one since I’m so awful.”
He would wear you down with his mental gymnastics.
“I wouldn’t have to do this if you’d just tell me what’s wrong, darling.” He’s smiling and leaning down awaiting a kiss on his cheek.
JABBER
he’s also going to annoy the fuck out of you until you respond. He’s going to follow you around, poke you repetitively, yell in your ear about how much you’re hurting his soul by not responding to him, fake cry loudly.
Once you give in he’s bouncing off the fucking walls and demanding you guys go watch a movie together or something.
“YES! FINALLY! You finally came back to me. This is awesome! Let’s go out! No let’s stay in and watch a movie! No.. let’s-“
GRIS
he’s patient. He’d ask what’s up a few times and then give you space every time you don’t answer. Every time he’s ignored tho.. a little bit of his sanity cracks. Eventually he can’t take it anymore and he’d use his strength to his advantage. He’s grabbing you, lifting you up and throwing you over his shoulder. You can try to fight him but tbh I don’t think it would do much. He’d take you back to his room and then drop you on his bed and sit in front of you, arms crossed, and demand that you two talk out whatever is going on because “that’s what healthy couples do.”
Once resolved he’s gonna kiss your forehead. “I’m proud of you. I know it was hard to talk like this but you did it anyway. Thank you.” Not like you had much choice but he refused to let this ship sink.
The resident bundus fan is back to ask another request... something with him x male reader calling cute nicknames like good or sweet boy, or if you're not comfortable with male reader, gender neutral reader with neutral cute nicknames/pet names!!
Gachiakuta | Bundus Begalkeit: Beautiful,even after years went by
The first thing Bundus loved about you was your patience.
Not your appearance, though he thought you were handsome in a way that age had refined rather than diminished. Not your voice, though he found himself listening whenever you spoke, even when the subject itself was of little importance. Not even your kindness, though there was plenty of that to admire.
No.
It was your patience.
The way you could sit beside him for hours while he worked on his Instrument without demanding entertainment. The way silence never seemed to make you uncomfortable. The way you understood that not every moment needed to be filled with conversation.
At his age, Bundus had met many people.
Most of them wanted something.
Answers.Power.Recognition.Attention.Very few were content simply existing alongside another person.
You were.
And somewhere along the way, that simple fact became something he cherished.
The evening air was cool as the two of you sat outside the workshop, watching the sun disappear behind distant hills. The lantern hanging from Bundus's hip emitted its familiar purple glow, casting soft shadows across the ground between your chairs while the old mechanisms attached to his shoulder clicked and hummed quietly with each movement.
You had been talking earlier.Now you weren't.Neither of you felt obligated to change that.Bundus leaned back slightly, folding his arms across his broad chest as he watched the horizon.
Beside him, you sipped from a mug of tea.Older hands wrapped around worn ceramic.Wrinkles around your eyes.Grey beginning to settle into your hair.Time had touched both of you.
Bundus liked that.
There was something comforting about sharing your life with someone who understood what it meant to grow older.
Someone who no longer felt the need to prove themselves to the world every waking moment.
Someone who understood that peace was precious.His gaze drifted toward you.You were staring at the ground,somehow a simple white flower has manage to grow in the soil...you smiled at it. Completely unaware that he was looking.
A small smile appeared beneath his beard:"Beautiful."
You nodded."It is."
Bundus's smile widened.
"You misunderstand me, sweet boy."The confusion on your face was immediate.
Slowly, your head turned.Bundus merely looked back at you. Completely calm.Completely serious.The realization struck a second later.
"Oh." A faint flush colored your cheeks.
Even now. Even after all these years. Even after countless affectionate nicknames.The reaction never disappeared.And Bundus adored that.The old man chuckled quietly.The sound rumbled deep in his chest.
"There it is."
"You do that on purpose."
"Do what?"
"You know exactly what."
"I don't."
The lie was terrible. You both knew it. Which only made your expression more exasperated.
Bundus laughed again. His large hand reached over, settling comfortably atop yours where it rested on the arm of your chair.The difference in size had always amused him. Even after years together. Even after holding that hand thousands of times. It still felt natural.
Comforting.Like something that belonged there.
His thumb brushed slowly across your knuckles.
"You know," he said softly, "I rather enjoy seeing that look."
"What look?"
"The one you make whenever I remind you that I love you." The words arrived with such casual certainty that they stole the breath from your lungs.
Not because hearing them was unusual.
Bundus said them often.More often than most people would expect from a man who seemed so quiet.
The surprise came from how naturally he said them. As though it were the most obvious truth in existence.As though loving you required no effort at all.As though it was simply another fact of the world.The sky was dark, the trash stayed in place.
Bundus loved you.
Simple.Certain.Permanent.You looked away first.
The corners of your mouth twitched upward:"You are impossible."
"Hm."
"I mean it."
"Hm."
"You don't even have a response." Bundus considered that.
Then his fingers tightened around yours."I love you too much to argue."
The answer was immediate.Matter-of-fact.Entirely genuine.Your face somehow became even redder.
The old man smiled victoriously.
For someone so calm, Bundus possessed an incredible talent for winning arguments without appearing to participate in them.
The evening continued quietly after that.Birds called in the distance.The wind stirred the grass.
The machinery attached to Bundus's shoulder released an occasional metallic hiss.Neither of you spoke for several minutes.
The silence settled comfortably around you like an old blanket.Eventually, you shifted in your chair and rested your head against his shoulder.
Bundus immediately relaxed.Not consciously.Not deliberately.His body simply recognized your touch and welcomed it.
One large arm wrapped around your shoulders. The motion was instinctive after so many years together.He pressed a kiss against your temple.Then another.
Slow and gentle but lingering.
"You know," he murmured.
"Hm?"
"If I had met you when we were young, I think I would have fallen in love with you then, too."
You smiled:"That's sweet."
"It wasn't intended to be."
A pause.
"It is merely true." His voice carried that familiar honesty. The kind that never needed embellishment.
The kind that made every word feel heavier because he never spoke carelessly. Bundus lowered his head slightly until his forehead rested against yours.
His olive-green eyes softened. The wrinkles around them deepening with affection:"Though I am glad I met you when I did."
"Why?"
The smile that appeared on his face was warm enough to chase away every cold thing in the world: "Because then I would have spent all those years waiting for you."
His hand lifted to cup your cheek, careful and tender.
As though handling something precious:"But this way, my sweet boy, I found you exactly when I needed you."
And judging by the way he looked at you, as though you were the greatest treasure he had ever discovered despite everything he had seen in his long life, Bundus believed that with all his heart.
ᨳ𝐜/𝐰: smut 18 + mdni, piv, lotus position, oral (f! rec), overstimulation, dacryphilia, shibari, finger fucking, soft!tamsy, praises ᨳ𝐰/𝐜: 1,6k ᨳ𝐚/𝐧: his voice and eyes make me unngghhhh🧍♀️
Thinking about 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who gets handsy everytime you're near him. Whether you're wearing the Cleaner's uniform or the lounge wear he gets for you, he just have to smack or pinch your ass. It doesn't matter that you're alone or on a trash beast exterminating mission. He will smack that ass. Trust.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who is very good with dates! He remembers each and everytime anything remotely significant happened in your life and has that date etched into his brain. Be it the first ever date he took you on, or the day you joined the Cleaners. He has that all in his mind. And he never fails to wish you as such with gifts varying a wide range.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who has gifts for every occasion. Your pet's birthday? They get a custom-made collar. Your periods? A basket full of chocolates, flowers (artificial ones for now,) heating pads, cookies, medicine and anything you could think of. And if its your birthday, don't even think of stepping our your shared room.
You'd spend the entire next day just opening gifts from your husband who just sits by your side, eyes sparkling each time you unwrap a present.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who learns how to grow flowers from Delmon. The soil on the Ground is not the best for flowers to bloom. But if Delmon can do it, so will your husband.
Tamsy spends months after months of learning gardening from Delmon, learning everything there is to know about flowers. What flowers to grow, their seasons, what diseases that they can get, absolutely everything. And after a year spent learning and months of trial and failure, Tamsy surprises you with your personal garden. Planting flowers so that there is blooms every month, all through the year.
The crystal vase by your bedside table never goes empty.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who gets jealous easily. If you spend a second too long with talking to someone else, the man sulks like a child, pouting till you kiss that pout off.
He even gets jealous of the Kids squad who has come to love you as a mother figure, coming to your and your husband's room every now and then, sitting all surrounding you as you tell them stories.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who stands by the doorway frozen in place as he saw everyone form the Kids Team sleeping around you — Rudo's head resting on your right shoulder, Guita on the left, Dear sleeping in your lap with your fingers in his hair, Remlin sleeping with his mouth hung open by your feet.
That man had to pry them off of his dear wife.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 takes pride in helping you around the house. Unlike many men, Tamsy had taken the responsibility of morning coffee with breakfast, coming to your bed with a tray full of two coffee mugs and bread, waking you up from your sleep.
He genuinely likes helping you with chores — dusting furniture while you tell him what goes where and he happily moves them, washing the dishes while you dried.
Even if you were gone for a mission for a few days, you'd come home to a sparkling clean home, sheets dried and laundry already folded.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who loves to cook for you. A hearty meal after you come home after a long day of dismantling trash beasts and fighting Raiders, the smell of your husband's meals makes all the stress of the days slide off your shoulders.
Walking upto him, your wrap your arms around his waist as he stirred something in the pot, leaning his head back onto your shoulder. "Long day, darling?"
You sigh, his familiar scent bringing you comfort. "You know it."
Tamsy smiles, kissing your temple. "Freshen up, dinner is almost done."
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who doesn't let you do anything while he washes the dinner dishes with you standing beside him, fingers mindlessly drying the dishes as yout tell him all about your day. And the man listens to everything you have to say with that signature smile of his, nodding and gasping when your story called for it.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who eats you out like his life depends on it.
Firm hands pressing down on your thighs as he laps up your cunt, sucking your clit with reckless abandon.
"T-Tamsy...!" You choke out a moan, trying your best to push his head away from your burning core. How long has your husband been between your legs? Hours passed, but the man shoved his tongue inside your fluttering hole without a care for time.
Tamsy groans in annoyance, begrudingly taking out the bundle of nerves from his greedy mouth. "I'm not done yet, darling. Don't you know it's rude to interrupt a hungry man's meal?"
You shake your head from side to side, body shaking from overflowing pleasure coursing through your veins. Your husband had made you come more than three times with his mouth alone. And by the way, your lover was acting, he was far from done.
"C-can't 'sy, can't come no more!" You scream, your thighs feeling like jelly as they shook in your husband's calloused hand.
Tamsy tuts, shaking his head in disappointment. "This won't do, darling." Getting up, he fetches his vital instrument from the table, spinning the disstaff as its ropes coiled around your splayed body.
Ropes bind your hands above your head, forcing your shaking legs apart as they coil around each leg, keeping you bare open before Tamsy's hungry eyes.
Licking his shining lips, he whistles, finally satisfied. "See that darling? Tokushin never dissapoints me," he praises his Jinki, his tone condescending as he looks down on you, helpless and completely at his mercy.
He leans down to your slobbering cunt, sniffing in your scent like an addict. Because that was what he was.
Addicted to you.
Licking a strip from your cunt, his lips captured your clit, rolling the bud on his tongue. Playing, teasing.
Kissing your folds, he shoves two lithe digits in your awaiting cunt, curling them inside you. You gasp, back arching off the matress. Your husbands' glowing eyes are fixed on your face, contorted with pleasure.
You writhe in his intrument's binds, the cool sensation of his labret piercing, a stark contrast to your burning hot skin. Delving his tongue in your hole, the Cleaner continues thrusting his fingers inside you, fucking you open on his face.
He humps the bed as he all but made you side his face, his nose nudging against your clit from the movement. "Fuck, darling," he groans, sinking in his teeth on your folds. "You never fail to amuse me."
You could feel your high approaching, the coil in your abdomen tightening as Tamsy continued to fuck you with his face. Before you could warn him, you squirted all over his face, drenching his lashes as he looks at you with a smirk on his drenched lips, eyes glinting in mischief.
"My my, sweetheart," he muses, rubbing your release all over his face before the thrusted his fingers inside his mouth, sucking noisily. "Never knew my beloved was a squirter."
Mind buzzing, you could not even look at him as he climbed over you, his cock in his hand as he stroke himself to the view– you tied by his Tokushin, body shaking and flushed. And entirely his.
As Tamsy slid the mushroom tip of his dick along your wet folds, you choke on a moan, entirely overstimulated. "Tam-Tamsy, wait, 's too much!"
Tamsy smiles that sickly smile of his, hands pulling you up as he held you close, lips softly kissing down your neck. "Breath for me, my clematis."
You breathe in deeply, finally calming down when air fills your lungs. "All good, my dove?" Tamsy asks softly, kissing along along your jaw.
You nod, "'mkay," you mumble, hiding your face in the crook of his pale neck. "now...fuck me....please," you say under your breath.
Tamsy laughs in amusement. "Of course, my darling. Your wish is my command, afterall."
Holding you close, Tamsy bottomed out inside you, biting his lips as your walls clamped down on his length. "Fuck, my darling," he groans, pulling you even closer by the waist, biting down on your neck. "You're gonna milk me dry."
You whine as he begins to move, thrusting deep within you. Holding your bottom, Tamsy hisses as he fucked you deep. Your eyes widen when he hit the sweet spot, mouth hanging open. "There it is," he smirks, licking a strip from your jaw. "Your sweet, sweet spot, darling."
And he makes it his mission to hit it every time he thrusts in, your body spasming in his hold.
Lying you down, Tamsy holds your wrists down as he pummels your cunt, tears rolling down your face from the mind-numbing pleasure. "You look so pretty when you cry, my love," Tamsy laughs, licking away your tears.
"'m close, tam," you moan, thighs wrapping around his torso. "Me too, my dove. Lets come together."
You nod frantically, biting down on your lip hard enough to draw blood. Prying your lips open, Tamsy crashes his lips on yours, groaning as you come around him. It doesn't take long for your husband to spill deep inside you, his cum spilling out from your stuffed cunt.
Your husband holds you close as the two of you come down from your high.
His eyes stops glowing as he dispels his intrument, the ropes unwrapping from your body. Tamsy kissing, kissing your bare skin, proud and content. "You did so good, my love," he praises, wiping the sweat off your forehead.
You manage a sleepy smile, your eyes threatening to close. Tamsy smiles yet again, settling down beside you, his arms wrapping around your spent body. Reassuring, trusting.
Tamsy kisses your forehead, moving hair out of your face. "Sleep, my darling. I'll be right here when you wake up."
Random things gachiakuta characters have done in your relationship suggestive themes, crack, fluff, it depends on the character. This is kinda short sorryyy
Zanka
● He pushed a kid over because they called you pretty and because they said said they wanted to save the beautiful princess (You) from the ugly troll king (Him)
● Got kicked in the nuts by you during training and till this day guards his crotch because of it
Enjin
● Said you were hot when you were mad then proceeded to hide everything in the house to piss you off then got shocked you were actually angry
● Watched you burn something on the stove then talked shit about "Young hoes cook everything on high" then got smacked across the head.
Gris
● Broke the bed then started acting shy like your spine didn't almost snap in half.
● Accidentally bruised your hips to the point where someone called in a meeting with Corvus to see if you were ok, you awkwardly had to explain that you're ok and that Gris doesn't abuse you.
Bro
● Accidentally groped you infront of a very disturbed Dear. Its safe to say your husband got lectured.
● Got hit on by a bunch of single moms at one of Dears activities then whipped out his wedding ring like Yuta Summoning Rika.
August
● He pulls up gang signs with his toes whenever you're on cowgirl so that you "have something to look at"
● Yelled at some guy on the streets because he tried to offer you a custom poncho, he described it as disrespectful because "AS IF YOU'RE NOT WEARING A MATCHING SET WITH MY NAME SEWN ONTO THE ASS".
Arkha
● Carried you over a puddle of dirty water so that your new shoes wouldn't get dirty
● He often feels bad for working so much even though you reassure him that you dont mind and that you'll always be here for him
(This has been sitting in my drafts for a couple days so here you go, I dont have much to say this time. For the next couple of days I'll be releasing my drafts because I have 15......😣 its 1:24 am so yayayyay I'm sorta early. Pls lmk If there's any spelling erros because this isnt proof read.
Like Enjin already inside of you, balls smacking againist your ass, your back arching. I mean he’s a big guy, I mean if 7 x 7 = 49, then he definitely got a big dick, too bad it’s stretching you out.
His rough, big hands around your waist just driving his cock straight inside you, hitting that sweet spot. Every single thick stretch just driving you to the edge.
You already came several times, just for him to roll his hips into you, it felt so good, didn’t it?
“Fuck, you greedy thing” he growl low againist your ear, your eyes already rolling back, as he hit that spot again.
Before you could even catch your breath, zodyl’s dick already in your mouth. You could barely breath , taking him further down your throat.
Him just using your throat, he’s just so big. You could feel the dark patch hair tickling your faceeeee.
Them just wrecking you together, <3
Fucking you hard, from the back and front. Your caught between them, while they used you as their personal toy, a personal pocket pussy.
Filthy praise spilling from their lips, “Fuck, just like that”
Every single time they say it, just made your pussy clench down on his cock. Your practically shaking, tired and just wanting more at the same time,
“You’re close aren’t you..”
Zodyl pulls out his cock from your throat, your spot connecting back to the pale pink tip, just leaning down near your ear, “We’re not done with you, can’t have you walk?”
Just for Enjin to pull out shortly, just for both of their cock to be bullied into your cunt, making your back arch.
I mean you’re just so full, stretched out— and little bulge in your stomach. <3, there so rough, just fucking their cocks into your wrecked pussy.
“Fuuuuuck, look at that” Enjin whispered into your ear, his big hands on the area of your stomach, “Your taking us good, hm…greedy little thing”
Zodyl’s breath against your ear, his teeth grazing your ear, rocking his hips into your pussy. “Greedy”
Your shaking, dried tears on your cheeks, overwhelmed by pleasure. Just overwhemled , feeling big hands groping your chest; thumbs rolling your nipples,
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