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Things I will write for: Fluff, Smut (rarely), Angst w/ Comfort, Things with Blood, Attempted Suicides, Anything Mentally Unwell <3
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I'm so drunk rigjt neow. AFAB!Reader is implied. I'm sorry everyone else. I've been so obsessed with Enjin after reading about his backsotry. I'm a sucker for a man who deala with tragedy. i was already obsessed before, but now it's heavy.
CW: Very sexual, no actual smut tho. Talks of condoms, sex and hole (I think) Crack fic mostly
Very short. Like probs not even 100 words tbh.
"Please let me hit. Just once." Enjin whines making you laugh and pat his head.
"No baby. We don't have condoms." You say and kiss his forehead. He whines again and makes grabby hands. "Please doll. I promise I'll pull out."
You quirk an eyebrow. "Enjin, I can still get pregnant from pre, you know that right?" It makes him groan and slams his head against the table.
"My life's over. No more pussy for meeeee." He sings, making you laugh loudly. You reach and grab his cheek. He raises his head again and sees that gleam in your eyes.
"I never said you couldn't use a different hole." You smirk, making Enjin blush and he quickly throws you over his shoulder.
"OUTTA THE WAY, I'M GETTING MY DICK WET AFTER ALL." Is the last thing Gris hears before a door is slammed shut.
There is no plot why reader is driving like this. I just wanted to write a quick blurb after months of being absent.
CW: Mentions of boners and raw dogging.
A/N: This is a crack fic. Also sorry for vanishing, I have been mentally unwell, but fuck it we ball! More a/n below! Possible grammar errors.
"Enjin! Why did you let them drive?!" Gris shouts from the very back as you somehow manage to turn hard enough for the jeep to lean on two wheels. If it wasn't for Delmon's massive body sitting on the opposite side, the vehicle would've toppled over by now.
But that's all part of your calculations. You might drive like a bat out of hell, but you do it with style and Enjin's never been bricked up this hard before. He can see it in your eyes, the fire and the equations running through your mind as you do a 180 spin and put the jeep in reverse just as quick, backing up like a professional.
The way you only use one hand on the wheel and the other grips the back of the seat. You ignore the looks of the others glaring you down from the back, only getting a glimpse of Rudo's unconscious form. Zanka is using both hands to grip the handle above the door and Riyo is trying to wake Rudo up by lightly smacking his face.
"What a wiener." You think and smirk to yourself as you put the jeep in another 180 and start driving nornally. You see Enjin staring at you from your peripheral and you take a moment to glance at him.
He is absolutely in love right now, and you can tell. The way his cigarette is unlit and dangling from his lips. He's looking down at you with the biggest "I'm gonna absolutely raw dog you when we get back" eyes and it makes you snicker because you know and be knows that he's the one getting raw dogged.
A/N: Don't use my fics for AI training or I'm shitting on you. Also to those who requested, I still have them in my drafts! I am so sorry for taking so long. I will get them done. I just don't know when <\3
A/N: I haven't written since 2022, so please bare with me here. I originally wanted to write for Tamsy, but nothing was coming to mind. 😔 Maybe soon. I'm so nervous to have this posted. Lol I've read it over and over again bc I don't wanna fuck up. Ahhhh
TW: smoking, I guess suggestive? Idk
"Hey, you gotta another one?" You gestured towards the cigarette Enjin had between his lips. He takes a puff and holds it between his thumb and pointer finger. "Nah, this is my last one sweet cheeks." He smirks and blows the smoke out. "But if you're good and patient, when we get back to HQ, I might give you one." He leans his head back on the diner booth and takes another puff while keeping his eyes on you.
You try not to show your displeasure, because you know that's what he wants. So instead of coming back with a witty or asshole remark, you slide out of the booth and walk behind him. He looks up at you. "What? I already told you I don-" But you ignore his words and grab his hand, the one currently holding the cigarette.
His eyes widen as you lean down and take a huge inhale of his precious cigarette. You look at him in the eyes the entire time and he's too stunned to pull his hand away. When the cigarette is practically gone is when you straighten up and instead of leaning your head back like he did, you just kept his gaze as you blew the smoke right in his face.
Enjin's mouth falls open as he watches you go back to the other side of the booth and sit down like you didn't just do that. He shakes his head quickly and blinks multiple times before putting the butt into the ashtray. You were definitely not getting away with that.
Can you do tamsy x pregnant wife or newlyweed or smth cute like that 🥹
《Tamsy- Baby, Baby》
A/N: I'm sorry this is short! I hope you like it! I had fun writing this. :3
CW: Pregnancy, Pee (not sexual), No spoilers, Reader is fem
"Tamsy, I have to pee." You sigh on the couch and gently pat at his shoulder, signaling him to let you up. He doesn't budge from his spot, which is currently sitting between your legs as he coos at your extended belly. "Did you hear that little one? Your mama doesn't want me to talk to you anymore. How cruel." He pouts and lays his head gently on your tummy.
You both feel a foot kick out, hitting Tamsy's cheek, making him raise his head up and smile softly. "See? They don't want me to leave. They're saying 'Let papa stay.'" You laugh and shake your head at his nonsense. "No, they're saying to let me get up before I pee all over this couch." He sighs in disappointment , giving a kiss to your belly before rising up from the floor.
He extends his hand out, to which you grab and let him help you up from your position. His hand comes to rest on your lower back, while the other holds your hand - guiding you to the bathroom. You give him a confused look, as he avoids eye contact with you. Instead focusing on getting you to the toilet. "Tamsy, I can go pee by myself. I am still capable of walking." But made no move to push him off, because you know he'll pout if you deny his help.
"I know, but the sooner you go pee, the sooner I can back to finishing our conversation with the little one." He says in a way that seems too serious. It makes you laugh out loud, which makes you suddenly squeeze his hand and double over. You gasp a little and Tamsy is immediately by your side, worry in his voice. "My love are you okay?! Is it time?!" Your eyes are wide as you stare at Tamsy. You giggle a little and say something that has Tamsy blinking at you in confusion.
"I think I peed a little." You say, still giggling. Tamsy brings a sleeved hand up to his mouth as he turns his head away from. From the way his shoulders shake, you can tell he's laughing. You slap his shoulder and quickly pull out of his grasp, trying to get to the bathroom quickly.
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"Your father is cruel." You say to your stomach after you finally managed to go pee and change your clothes. You sat on your shared bed and fluff the pillows, getting ready to sleep. Tamsy sighs and finishes the last button on his sleep shirt. "I did not laugh darling. I was merely scared thinking you were going into labor." You raise your brow at him, clearly not believing him. "Tamsy Caines. Do not gaslight me in front of our unborn child. They'll grow up thinking that's normal to do."
Tamsy laughs gently and walks over to the dresser where his hairbrush is. He picks it up and runs it through his hair one last time, making sure all the knots where out. "I would never." He says and sets the brush back, making his way over to you. You scoot over and turn away from him, so he can slide up behind you and wrap his arm around you. He presses a kiss against the back of your neck before snuggling into it. "Goodnight you two. I love you." You murmur and close your eyes, exhaustion suddenly catching up to you.
He hums and squeezes you gently. "Goodnight my darlings. I'll see you both in the morning."
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A/N: Guys, I wanted to continue this, but I am so bad at writing smut. Anyway, I might try in the far future but for now here's a little thingy. Reader is GN btw. (More A/N at the end)
CW: Kissing, drool, groping, nipple sucking, hair pulling, LOTS of moaning, NO SPOILERS (If I miss anything pls lmk in the comments)
You groaned into Tamsy's ear, as he presses his body against yours. His arms grab your thighs and wraps them around his hips, letting his clothed erection rub against your clothed sex. He breathes heavily into your neck, laying sweet kisses there before nipping lightly.
You clench your teeth at the slight pinch his teeth were doing, making you pull his hair a little as a slight warning. "Don't leave marks now." You breath out into his ear. He shivers, feeling goosebumps rise on his arms, as you lightly nibble on his earlobe before pulling it with your teeth.
"I could say the same to you." He smirks and pulls his head away to look at you. Your eyes rake over his face. From the scar that splays from his right cheek, over the eye and disappears into his hair, to his piercing that sits just below his bottom lip."So pretty." You think, as you bring one hand - that was wrapped around his neck - to cup his face. Your thumb rubs his left cheek softly, making him close his eyes and lean into your touch. You kiss his nose before rolling your hips up against his, making him grunt softly.
He open his eyes and narrows them at you. "You're bad." He whispers and squeezes your thighs roughly, the fat protruding through his fingers. You giggle and put your hand on his chest - pushing him lightly so you can switch positions. He lets you - letting go of your thighs, so you can hover over him, only to settle them on your hips.
You rest your weight on his thighs so you can view him in all of his glory. You're both still fully clothed. The only thing missing is your pants and his tie. His white shirt is unbuttoned, the skin barely peaking beneath it.
Your hand lands on his thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze, and move it upward. You pass his stomach, making sure to caress his ribs, before you settle it over his right pec. He gasps softly, as your fingers strum over his nipple - your thumb comes into play as well - rubbing side to side to feel it harden. You bite your lip and smirk, as you dig your nail into his nipple - just hard enough for him to feel the light sting of his nerves being stimulated.
His jaw clenches, and he lets out a low growl - fingers flexing against your hips, making you giggle as you start grinding your sex against his cock. The rough feeling of his pants rubbing into your underwear leaves you wanting more, so you lean down, moving his shirt to the side and press your tongue flat on his nipple.
He sucks in a breath, making his head fall back on the pillow. His hands move to grip the back of your head, nails digging into you. You moan softly and close your lips around him, sucking a bit harshly, before flicking it with your tongue. He arches into you, letting out an airy laugh when he feels your teeth bite down. "Ah, that feels good darling." He moans out, cock straining harder against his pants. You giggle and continue to tease his nipple with your mouth, while your hand comes up to pinch and pull at the other one.
The throbbing between your legs is almost becoming too much to handle. You need him. Now. Giving his nipple one last suck, you raise your head up to press your lips to his. His lips felt soft against yours, making you moan and slip your tongue into his mouth. He lets out a small sound from the back of his throat, one of his hands coming to grip the back of your neck, while the other grips your ass.
His tongue dances with yours, sliding against each other, making drool slide down the corner of his mouth. You both continue this dance until the need for air pulls you away, panting into each other's mouth. You go to wipe the drool away, but Tamsy stops you by grabbing your wrist. His hand slides up to lace your fingers together, before his other hand leaves your ass, and reaches up to wipe it away with his thumb. He smears it on your lips like a lip balm, making sure everything is covered before he wipes his thumb dry on the blanket.
"Don't wipe it off." He says. "I wanna see what other fluids can coat those pretty lips of yours." You let out a small whine and grind more against him, clearly phased by his statement. "Fuck." You breathed out and raise back up on his thighs, "You always say the hottest shit."
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A/N: Idk if my works are good enough for this, but if you see any of my stories posted anywhere but here, pls report and lmk!
A/N:I deleted and posted this again because it was bothering me that it wasn't posted like I wanted it to be. This is the longest thing I have ever written. More A/N below!
Word Count: 4.3k
CW: NSFW CONTENT, Sadism, Manipulation, Crying, Bullying, Kissing, Erections, A bit of crack at the end. (I didn't know how to end it lol.) Groping, SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 92 AND TAMSY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
You groaned softly as the sound of your alarm clock blaring woke you up from your slumber. You sit up in your bed, rubbing your eyes on the crust that sticks to the corners. You yawn and reach over to turn off the alarm, stopping its annoying ringing.
You stretch your arms over your head, feeling the pull of your muscles, bones popping, making a shiver down your back. Swinging your legs over the mattress, you slip your house shoes on your feet. You wiggle your toes, making sure they are on right before standing up.
Today was a day off for you. Not really a rare thing, but not common either. You walk over to your dresser, pulling open drawers to get your clothes. You make your way to the bathroom, setting your clothes on the counter of the sink. You hum a small tune, open the tiny closet beside the shower and pull out a towel and washcloth.
Setting them aside, you walk over to the bathtub and twist the knob. The faucet makes a gurgling sound before water starts to fall. You stick your hand under, adjusting the temperature as necessary. After finally settling on the temp you like, you pull the diverter* and watch as the water pours from the shower head.
You take your night clothes off, tossing them on the floor before stepping into the tub. You shiver as the water hits your skin, letting certain parts get used to the water, before finally submerging yourself under the shower. You stand there for a moment, letting the water run down your body.
"Let's try to enjoy this day off." You mumbled before reaching for the shampoo.
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After your shower, you make your way towards the dining room. You pass Semiu and give her a quick greeting before making your way onward. The smell of food makes its way through your nose as you enter the dining room. Not many people are there, making it easy to navigate your way to get your fill and find a table.
You find a spot near the entrance when you hear someone call your name in a high-pitched voice, "Come sit with us!" Looking over, you see Guita, Dear and Bro sitting at a table together. You smile softly and make your way over. Guita meets you halfway and throws her arms around your waist. You balance the tray of food in one hand and pat the top of her head with the other.
"Guita...." Bro groans at her display "At least let them sit down with their food first...."
You laugh softly and reassure them that it's okay, that you don't mind. "It's a good way to make sure you're fully awake." You said and sat down beside Dear. The boy gives you a side eye, eyeing you up and down before huffing out from his nose. He chews on his pacifier before taking it out and eating a bite of his food.
He's annoyed.
You smile at him, before reaching over and patting his head. Just like you did with Guita. "Good morning to you too." You speak gently to him. He gives you another once over before he closes his eyes and nods once. You chuckle quietly, and pick up your silverware before taking a bite of your food.
He just wanted to be acknowledged too.
Bro sighs at Dear's display and shakes his head in disappointment. "Sorry about that." He mumbles. You wave your hand, "Don't worry about it." Bro still seems a little embarrassed, but doesn't make anymore comments.
You all eat, Guita spouting about her favorite kaijus, as if she hasn't told you a million times before. But you listen intently, showing her the appropriate reactions to her wild gestures. Bro had to remind her multiple times to eat her food, but as soon as she would take a bite, she's up and jumping around, food and spit flying out.
You try to hide your disgust, showing it behind a closed eye smile, but Bro was having none of it, "Guita, chew and swallow before talking! How many times do I have to tell you!?" Dear wasn't doing any better. Bro was having to remind him as well to not put his pacifier back in after eating. "He's not as bad now as when he was a little younger." Bro tells you, and you laugh a little. "It's good that he's learning, but I also understand about trying to stop bad habits."
You look over at the clock and your eyes widen. "Oh shoot, I should probably start heading out." You say and quickly stand and gather your things.
"Aww you're leaving already?" Guita pouts and Dear's eyebrows furrow in disappointment. "Yeah, I'm sorry, but it's my day off and I wanna head into town early and do some browsing and hopefully stop by that bakery before they sell out." You give the kids one more head pat and give Bro a nod before setting your plate in the sink. "I'll be back later!" You call out and wave to them. Guita waves back eagerly, "See ya!!"
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You hum a small tune as you approach the front entrance. Semiu is at her desk, flipping quickly through her magazine. "Heading out?" She asks without looking up. "Yeah, do you need anything?" You grab the jeep keys hanging on the wall.
"No thanks, I already asked Tamsy to grab what I need earlier." You turn your head towards the receptionist and blink once. "Tamsy? He's in town?" She nods her head, still not looking up. "Mhm. He's got today off too, so if you run into him, remind him to not forget that latest issue of LL." You shove the keys in your pocket and before nodding to her. "I gotcha, see ya in a few hours."
"Be careful." Is the last thing she says, before you make your way to the elevator. Pressing the button, you stand and listen to the sound of the creaking cables. The motor down below whirring like it needs WD-40. You aren't sure why you trust this thing, with the amount of times it's sounded like the cables could snap at any moment. Or how the doors would occasionally get stuck and you'd have to force them open.
You're pulled from your thoughts when the elevator chimes and the doors squeak open. You step in and press the button that leads to the garage. The doors creak close and you descend, feeling your stomach do a flip at the pull of the elevator. You grab the railing for stability.
It doesn't take you long to get to the garage. The doors open, slowly. Showing a bit of resistance, but eventually they open. You step out, your footsteps echoing throughout the garage.
Reaching the jeep, you take the keys out of your pocket to unlock the door. You slide in and close the door. Putting the keys in the ignition, you turn and the jeep roars to life. The engine rumbles, making the vehicle slightly vibrate. You throw your seat belt on, adjusting the rear view mirror, checking your side mirrors as well before adjusting your seat to your liking.
After double checking everything, you turn on the headlights, shift the gear into reverse and back up. Throwing it into drive, you speed off through the tunnel.
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You park somewhere outside the city, in a secluded spot, so the worry of anyone stealing it was low. Not impossible, but hopefully for you to have enough time to browse before someone can hot wire it. You take a deep breath of the poisoned air, walking through the entrance.
There were various shops open, ranging from jewelry, clothes, food, etc. You stopped at a shop that sold gloves. A lot of them were sewn back together. Some of them are silky and white. You take a look at the price of those. "Holy shit." You murmur.
"They come from the rich." The old lady running the shop tells you. Her voice sounded feeble and thin. She's hunched over, making her appear shorter than she actually is. Her face is wrinkly, making her eyes appear like she's always squinting.
You smile politely, "Really now? You mean from the Sphere, yes?" She nods her head. "Yep! My grandson came back with them when he was out in a No Man's Land." A frown appears on her, "Not after I gave him a good whippin' though!" She shakily raises her fist in the air. "I keep telling that dumbass not to go there, but he insists! He wants me to make a lot of money so I can retire soon." Her eyes turn glassy. "While that would be nice, I don't want him to risk his life for mine. He has more life in him than I do. I just wish he would focus on himself for a change. He's just like his mother." She shakes her head and sighs.
"Why not just raise the prices of the gloves you already have?" You ask and tilt your head. She laughs so hard, you think she might die right then and there. "My dear, I've tried that, but I lost so many valued customers, that I had no choice but to change it back. Besides, no one wants to pay for gloves that are found in the trash."
You hum and nod your head like you understand. "She has valued customers?" You think, before she leans in close. "So, are you interested in buying?" She eyes you up and down. A smile forms on your lips before you shake your head politely. "No ma'am, I only came to browse really, but thank you for the offer and the story."
She sneers at your decline. "Bah then get out of here! Wasting my time with you, when I could be making money!" You blink at her sudden change in personality. "Ah, I see." You think, "She was trying to make me feel bad about her and get me to buy something. How cruel." You turn and walk away, heading to another shop that sells bracelets.
As you're about to approach, a man passes by you. You only catch a glimpse, but you notice that his face is all bloodied and bruised. It's pretty normal for fights to break out here, considering you're on the Ground, so asking if he's alright might lead to another one.
As you're about to approach the bracelet shop, something else catches your eye. The bakery shop, the one you plan on stopping by last, comes into view. Or more like, the person standing in front of it.
Tamsy Caines.
His hair is a dead giveaway. You debate whether or not you should bother him. Since it's both of your days off and all. "He's got today off too, so if you run into him, remind him to not forget that latest issue of LL." Semiu's reminder echoes in your brain. Coming up with a decision, you begin to walk over to him.
As you approach, you notice he's wearing roller skates? "What the fuck?" You think to yourself. Tamsy's head turns at the sound of footsteps approaching behind him. He makes eye contact with you, making you smile softly. "Where'd you get those from?" You gestured towards the skates as you stopped in front of him. Tamsy turns his full body towards you, a little awkwardly though. "Ah, I got these at a shop a while back, I'd thought to try them out on my next day off." His voice is soft and melodic.
"Since you're here, I'm guessing it's your day off too?" He tilts his head to the side. "Yeah, I wanted to come and look around and hopefully get something sweet here at this bakery before they sell out." Tamsy hums, before readjusting the bag in his hand. You just noticed it, making you remember why you approached him in the first place. "Ah, Semiu wanted me to remind you about her magazine." He brings the bag up and shakes it a little. "Already got it. I was just about to get a slice of cake, would you like me to buy you one?"
You blink at him before narrowing your eyes. "What's the catch? You never give someone something for free." A pout forms on Tamsy's lips. "How cruel of you to think that, but yes you're right. All I want is for you to join me."
You blink once at his request. "Huh?" He chuckles at your reaction. "You heard me. Join me, on my day off. I would like some company." You ponder his words for a moment. "First he's buying me cake and he wants me to join him on his day off? He's got something up his sleeve."
Tamsy raises his brow at your lack of answer. "Well?" He asks, tilting his head. You shake your head before nodding, "Fine, I'll join you, but only because you offered to buy." He laughs before you both step inside the shop.
The smell of sugar and bread hits your nose, making you take a deep breath in. "I never get tired of this smell." You say as you breathe out. Tamsy hums in agreement. "It does smell nice." You both approach the counter where a bell sits with a note that says, "Please ring twice if no one is at the front." Tamsy reaches his hand out and rings the bell.
"Be right with you!" A deep baritone voice calls out from the back. You and Tamsy only wait for a few minutes before a chunky man steps out. He's covered in flour, the white contrasting against his dark skin. He approaches the counter and gives you both a big grin. "What can I get for ya today?"
"We're interested in buying two slices of the white, strawberry cake, like the one you have displayed outside." Tamsy speaks up, shoving his arms into his sleeves. The man nods his head. "That's a really popular choice! Just give me a few seconds alright?"
"Of course." Tamsy nods his head. The man walks back into the back, the kitchen you would presume, making you and Tamsy alone again. You take a look around the shop. A few images of different baked goods hang on the wall. On another wall, there are photos of people. "Must be his family." You think, staring at a small chubby kid in one photo. His smile matches the one the man has, so it's either him as a kid or his son.
Tamsy is staring at the display of sweets behind the glass counter. Some macaroons, cookies and cupcakes sit there, illuminated by the lights attached to the inside of the counter.
You consider buying some cookies, but you don't have much time to dwell on it, because the man returns with two slices of cake. They're wrapped up neatly, some of the frosting sticking to the parchment paper. A grin appears on your face, clearly unable to hide your excitement. Tamsy is watching you out of the corner of his eye, a smile appearing on his lips as well.
He pays for both slices and the two of you make your way out of the shop. He puts his slice in the bag, making you tilt your head in confusion. "You're not gonna eat it now?" You ask, staring at the bag where the cake sits. "Actually, I was hoping we could eat ours together at a cool spot I found." He gives you a sideways glance. "A cool spot huh?" You smirk, and set your cake in his bag as well. "Sure! Let's go."
Tamsy smiles and slowly skates his way forward, making you speed up your walking to keep up.
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This is not what you were expecting. When Tamsy said "a cool spot" you were expecting more like an abandoned carnival or a junkyard full of cars. Not a dungeon.
It smells like mildew and rust. There's dust and cobwebs everywhere, making you sneeze multiple times as you descend the stairs. Tamsy looks silly trying to go down, wobbling slightly from the skates. "Just take them off." You said when you watched him almost eat the ground for the 10th time. He just shakes his head, "I can't. I didn't bring any shoes with me. I planned on wearing these until I got back to HQ."
"I see." You murmur and hold out your hand to him. "Then at least let me help you before you lose your front teeth." Tamsy eyes your hand for a second before a small smile appears. He reaches out and grabs your hand. His fingers are cold against yours, as you both make your way slowly down the stairs.
You let go when he takes the last step, adjusting and checking the bag to make sure the cakes weren't messed up. While he's doing that, you take a quick look around. The walls are made of stone. Moss and mold run down the walls in some parts, while some were missing. Lanterns hang off the walls, providing a soft lighting effect. Where you guys are, the room is full of dirty crates and burlap sacks filled with something. You aren't too sure. "It's probably waaaayy too decomposed at this point." You think just as Tamsy finishes.
"Follow me, we aren't quite there yet." He motions and glides down a hallway where multiple lanterns hang. The walk there was mostly quiet, only the sounds of Tamsy's humming and both of your footsteps echo throughout the dungeon. You slow your walk to a complete stop when you notice a large, closed cell at the end of the hallway. "Is that it?" You nod your head towards the cell and Tamsy hums in confirmation. "Yep."
You turn your head towards Tamsy and give him a "you can't be serious" look. "That's it? That's the cool spot? What, we're gonna play Hell Guards and Robbers?" You jazz your hands. Tamsy narrows his eye at your attitude, lips forming a thin line. "Don't be rude. It's what it is that matters, more like who it is."
This piques your interest. "Who, as in, there's someone locked up there?" Your eyes widen. A smirk forms on his face, confirming your query. You run towards the cell, many theories filling your mind as to who it is. "Maybe it's some homeless lady who was looking for somewhere to sleep and she accidentally set off a trap in there, locking her in. Or a man who's running from his abuser and needs somewhere to hide. Or maybe its-"
The last thought gets cut off, but also proves who you were gonna think of as you approach the cell and grip the bars.
It's her....
Amo.
She's slumped over, chains hanging from her wrists. The only thing keeping her from falling. She looks awful. Her cheeks are hollowed in, lips are dry and cracked and her wrists have been rubbed raw from all of her weight being used to keep her up.
Her head is raised up, eyes wide open in fear at the sound of your approaching footsteps, but she relaxes as soon as she recognizes you. "Y-You were with Rudo and the others when you came to Amo's house." Her throat sounds hoarse, from either lack of use, screaming or both.
Your head drops and you grip the bars tighter. "Amo..." Your voice shakes, shoulders shaking as well. "Please help Amo. Amo is so scared." Tears well up in her eyes.
Your grip on the bars loosen, but you don't let go as you hear him approaching you both. You know who did this. It's obvious really. Raising up your head, you take a look at Tamsy and notice his hair is down. The clip that held it up was missing and parts of his hair hangs in his face. His eyes held no emotion or reaction at you finding him out.
You clench your fists on the bars again, and look at Tamsy with a calm expression. "Did you do this? Are you the one who kidnapped Amo and locked her in here?" Tamsy's eyes narrow and a sinister smile appears on his face. "Yes, it was me." He tilts his head, hair falling over his eyes.
Your head drops and you turn to look at Amo again. She looks up at you with a hopeful look, hoping you can get her out of this. "Please." She whimpers. You start shaking, your head dropping between your shoulders. But you aren't shaking from fear or anger.
You're laughing.
You let a giggle slip out and suddenly you can't control yourself. Your head lifts up, throwing your head back and letting out the loudest cackle you've ever done. Amo eyes widen in fear and confusion at your reaction. Why are you laughing? What's so funny about this?
Your sides start to hurt, as you clench them with your arms. Tamsy chuckles and approaches, putting a hand on your lower back. "Alright darling, that's enough. You're gonna give yourself a cramp from all that laughing."
Your laughter finally dies down a little and you look over to Tamsy. "How did I do? Was my acting any good?" You ask as you lean up against the wall. Tamsy laughs gently, "A 8/10. Would've loved to see her face if you said something like, 'I'm gonna get you out of here' or something like that." You nod your head in agreement. "Ah yeah, that would've been nice. I need to work on my improv skills." You put a hand to your chin.
Amo stares back and forth at you both. Confusion clearly written on her face. You giggle at her reaction, clearly enjoying this. "You don't seem to understand, so I'll explain it to you in simple terms: We tricked you." She blinks once and lowers her head. "I see, so you just came to hurt Amo."
Tamsy watches the scene and skates closer to the cell. He braces his hand against the wall, raising a leg up. "Oh man, it's not easy to walk in roller skates." You both laugh softly as he sits down carefully. "They don't let me do that up top."
Up top. The Sphere.
Your nose turns upwards at the mention, making a gagging noise. Tamsy looks at you from the corner of his eyes and huffs out a laugh. A sniffle is heard from the cell, making you both turn your heads.
"Tell what you want." Amo whispers out, voice cracking. "Hmm truth be told, right now I'm just keeping an eye on things. So you're gonna have to stay here a little bit longer."
Tamsy reaches into the bag, handing you your slice of cake. "I brought this as an apology." He says and reaches into the bag again. "This is what you wanted right? Cake." He holds out the other slice, making Amo perk up her head. She stares fondly at it, making you smirk at his next move. He brings it up to his mouth and takes a huge bite out of it. Eyes displayed in different directions. Almost comically.
You laugh cruelly at Amo's reaction. Her teeth clench in anger, rage of fire in her eyes. He makes a lot of chewing and slurping noises. Clearly to piss her off more. You also take your time eating your cake as well, not making the gross noises he is, but still wanna brag to Amo about what she can't have.
Tamsy has a sadistic smile on his face as he finishes the last bite, licking the frosting left on his thumb. "Mmm, this tastes amazing! I think I'll have some tomorrow, too." He throws the wrapper in front of the cell door.
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The walk back to the jeep didn't take long. You were still high on adrenaline and Tamsy seemed to feel the same way. You both were laughing maniacally and bumping into each other's shoulders. As soon as you both reach the jeep, he pushes you up against it and immediately captures your lips into a kiss.
It was sloppy and messy. Drool running down the corners of your mouth. His clothed cock was pressed up against you, already hard and throbbing. Hands roam your body, finding somewhere to grip before they settle on your ass, squeezing hard. It makes you groan out as you fist his hair and pull just as hard, making him whimper in response.
"Mm'fuck." He mumbles against your lips and pulls away, panting heavily. His hair is disheveled, his eyes are lidded, making you smile sweetly and press a kiss to his lips. "We shouldn't do this here, someone might see." You press your hands to his chest and lightly push him away. He doesn't protest when you do, fixing his hair back up the way he had it, smoothing it out. You fix your clothes and pull out the keys, unlocking the door.
"You wanna ride together?" You ask as you slide into the seat. Tamsy shakes his head. "Nah, I want to enjoy skating a little bit longer. This is really fun." He says, his eyes wrinkling at the corners. You giggle and start the jeep, letting it warm up.
"Alright, alright. Go have your fun." You say and reach out to grab his hand. He lets you pull him towards you, and presses your lips together. The kiss, this time, is slow and sensual, making you both moan simultaneously. When you pull away, a flush is dusted across his cheeks. “See you when you get home, pretty boy.”
He turns away to leave, but you reach out and slap his ass, making him jump and almost fall over. He manages to grab onto the open door and turns over to narrow his eyes at you. "You're evil." He says, making you laugh loudly. "We both are darling. We both are."
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AN: Listen, I love Amo a lot. I feel bad for her and she didn't deserve any of that. But fuck do I love Tamsy "Motherfucking" Caines. He's so evil and a bastard, but he's got pretty hair and he needs his butt ate real bad. ANYWAY, Pls do not come at me in the comments about this. ALSO, the reader was playing dumb the entire time. Talking to the kids, Semiu, the shop keepers. Yeah it was supposed to trick you too!!
A/N: I have a long ass Tamsy fic in the works atm, but I want to get something out really quick. Zanka is a big comfort character of mine. I relate heavily to him. This was also me just blabbering, so expect grammar errors and spelling mistakes.
More A/N at the bottom!
CW: All fluff, cuddling, kissing, NO SMUT
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☆- You watch Zanka train when you can. He may or may not like have an audience, but you'll never know. Not from him at least. You know he likes it.
☆- Don't show pity when he messes up, encourage him to keep going. He doesn't want that. He doesn't want to be perceived as weak, even if that's not your intention.
☆- In public, he's okay with some PDA, but don't get too carried away. Maybe a peck on the cheek, grabbing his hands for a moment. When you're both eating together, your knees will be touching. He'll occasionally put his hand on your lower back.
☆- In private, he's a little more touchy. He's not overwhelmingly touchy, but def deeper kisses, and hands roam more. Mostly just chilling in his room. Deep conversations and napping.
☆- I think he's not really big into pet names, just preferring to say your name. "S'not my style." He'll say, but you might catch him every now and then calling you "babe" or "baby" if he's super tired. He doesn't like you calling him pet names in front of others, but they know. "Don't be embarrassed." Enjin would say as he slaps his shoulder. "Ya lucky to have someone like them."
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"Zanka, it's time for dinner, wake up." You gently prod his shoulder. His head is under your neck, breath warm against your skin. One arm was trapped under your back, hand resting on the opposite side of your torso, while the other rested on your stomach. After an intense workout and some training, you both take a quick shower. Letting Zanka go first, since he tends to go all out, you want to make sure he can use all the hot water he needs to relax his aching muscles. Sometimes you go first, because he appreciates you helping him out so he'll return the favor as well.
After the showers, you both lay down and talk for a bit before drowsiness takes over you both, letting yourselves succumb to sleep.
You were the first to wake up, which leads to now: Having to wake him up for dinner. You prod his shoulder again, this time a little harsher. "C'mon on Zanka, we don't want the food to get cold." He squints his eyes open a little to glance at the clock. " Few more minutes." He exhales and turns over on the bed, releasing his hold on you. Bringing the back of his hand to his forehead, he stares up at the ceiling.
The new position makes you turn over to lay your head on his chest. You sigh in content, letting him have his way. "Fine, a few more minutes." You say and lean up to press a kiss to his cheek. He makes a small noise and in return, presses a kiss to the top of your head.
He wraps his arms you this time, making you snuggle further into his embrace. "M'yeah a few more." You say again.
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Thanks for reading! Please don't use my works for AI training! I will pee on you.
A/N: I should also clarify this is my interpretation of Zanka, my opinions, so please don't come at me in the comments! I'm aware of his Chūgoku dialect, but I didn't know how to include it in this with the few words he says in this. I tried to stay true to his personality, but I can also see how some parts don't follow it. I'm not a big fan of ooc! Sorry! ^^; Give me feedback to see how I can improve please. (But please don't because I am bad with constructive criticism.)
A/N: I know I've seen at least like 3 or 4 fics of us sitting in Tamsy's lap while driving with others because there's no room for seats, but as a self conscious fat lady, I WOULD NEVER. Now I'm not saying he wouldn't want a chunkier person. This is just me spouting my insecurities. So I decided what if we have Tamsy sit in our lap instead? I think he'll enjoy because he's a pretty princess. 👑 💅 Anyway @ihuntmonsters post inspired me to write this. Thank you for letting me use this idea!!
CW: Suggestive things, possible boner??, forced proximity, NO Spoilers!!
"What the hell is this?" You gestured towards the cramped vehicle. "There's only one seat left and yet there's two of us, how is this gonna go down?" You crossed your arms and tapped your foot.
Enjin blows out the smoke he had inhaled before flicking the cigarette out of his hand and onto the pavement. "Listen, we don't have time for 20 questions, just one of you choose who sits on who and let's go!" He stomps on the butt of the cigarette and gets in the driver seat.
You narrow your eyes at the tattooed blonde, ready to chew his ass out but Tamsy's melodic voice speaks up. "Look I'm not okay with this either, but he does have a point. The quicker we do this, the quicker it'll be over with." He goes to get in, but you stop him.
"I'd...rather you sit in my lap." You mumbled, avoiding his gaze. He blinks twice before sighing. "OK, that's fine. I don't care. Let's just go before everyone starts getting impatient." He steps to the side and let's you get in.
It was already cramped as it was, having to squeeze beside Zanka was already awkward enough, but having Tamsy's ass lightly brush the tip of your nose was the icing on the cake.
"..sorry." Tamsy mumbles and gently puts himself in your lap. You shift to get more comfortable. "Don't worry about it, it's not like you can help it."
Enjin peaks at everyone through the rear view mirror. "We all set? Comfortable?" He purposely eyes you and you flip him off in return. He smirks and starts the jeep, immediately shifting gears and speeding off. The ride starts off somewhat smooth. Only hitting a few bumps and holes in the road.
You kept your hands by your side, the weight of Tamsy in your lap was kind of comforting, like a weighted blanket almost. Every now and then he would lean back a little and you could feel his hair lightly tickle your nose, but when Enjin hit a rock or something he would lightly bump into you and he would lean forward again. Hands on the headrest, mumbling an apology.
Suddenly, Enjin took a sharp turn, making you grab Tamsy's waist with one hand and grabbing the door handle with the other. You feel Tamsy's body tense up as his hands grab the headrest to keep himself from falling into the others lap. The road suddenly disappears and all you can feel is big and small rocks rocking the vehicle.
The shake of the jeep makes Tamsy bounce lightly in your lap, his ass pressing against your crotch. You press your lips together and squeeze your eyes shut, trying to ignore the feeling. Tamsy on the other hand has his head down, avoiding eye contact from everyone.
Then, the bouncing stops. The drive feels smooth, but unnaturally so. There's no rumbling of the tires on the ground, almost as if you're flyi-. Your eyes widen as you look over to your side of the window, you can no longer see the ground. The jeep was completely airborne.
But it ended just as quickly, and the jeep lands violently onto the ground. Making you grab Tamsy with both hands now, wrapping them both around his waist to keep him from hitting his head on the ceiling of the vehicle.
The jeep comes to a halt, making everyone jerk forward. "Alright! We're at the entrance! Everyone get your gear and full-face!" The sound of doors and the trunk opening makes you realize that your eyes were closed. You blinked a few times and look around, realizing you were at the location for the mission.
The sound of a throat clearing makes you turn your head. "Ah, your hands my dear. Please let go, would you?" You look down and realize your hands haven't left his waist.
"..oh.." Was all you could say and lifted your hands away. Tamsy opens the door and slides out of your lap. Him leaving your lap let's in a cool sensation to settle over you. You shiver and step out too, walking up to him. "Hey uh, sorry about touching you like that. It was more of an instinct to find somethi-."
"Don't worry about it." He interrupts, facing his back towards you, gathering his full-face. "You don't need to explain yourself. I know you meant no harm." As he's putting on his gear, you start searching for yours in the trunk.
As soon as you find yours, Tamsy is already fully masked and he turns towards you. "Besides," His voice is muffled, but you can hear him loud and clear.
His one eye looks at you through the mask, making you shift your feet. "I wouldn't mind doing that again." He walks past you, your mouth opened in shock. As he passes you your eyes catches something poking out between his legs.
Was he? Is he?
What?
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A/N: I hope this is good. ^^; I am still new-ish to writing. I haven't written anything this long in 10 years. Shejsh. I'm nervous to post this, I hope I did this justice. 🙏 Please don't use my works for AI training.
A/N: I haven't written since 2022, so please bare with me here. I originally wanted to write for Tamsy, but nothing was coming to mind. 😔 Maybe soon. I'm so nervous to have this posted. Lol I've read it over and over again bc I don't wanna fuck up. Ahhhh
TW: smoking, I guess suggestive? Idk
"Hey, you gotta another one?" You gestured towards the cigarette Enjin had between his lips. He takes a puff and holds it between his thumb and pointer finger. "Nah, this is my last one sweet cheeks." He smirks and blows the smoke out. "But if you're good and patient, when we get back to HQ, I might give you one." He leans his head back on the diner booth and takes another puff while keeping his eyes on you.
You try not to show your displeasure, because you know that's what he wants. So instead of coming back with a witty or asshole remark, you slide out of the booth and walk behind him. He looks up at you. "What? I already told you I don-" But you ignore his words and grab his hand, the one currently holding the cigarette.
His eyes widen as you lean down and take a huge inhale of his precious cigarette. You look at him in the eyes the entire time and he's too stunned to pull his hand away. When the cigarette is practically gone is when you straighten up and instead of leaning your head back like he did, you just kept his gaze as you blew the smoke right in his face.
Enjin's mouth falls open as he watches you go back to the other side of the booth and sit down like you didn't just do that. He shakes his head quickly and blinks multiple times before putting the butt into the ashtray. You were definitely not getting away with that.
3.2 Update is coming soon, so here are some Dottore HC.
Dottore x Gremlin!S/O HC
Warnings: Body Parts, Gore (but no description), Dottore, Mentions of Kissing and all that jazz, Cuddling
Note: Also Dottore is way out of character. Also his teef sharp. :3
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Dottore loves you, but please stop scaring his test subjects while he's experimenting on them.
Also, please don't eat while you're near them. He's constantly pulling food crumbs out of his patients' ribcages.
But he loves you regardless.
When he's not busy slashing up body parts and you're not being a creature, he'll sometimes spend time with you in bed. :)
He'll wrap his arms around you while you sleep. 🥺 And give you small kisses on your nose.
Now when he's asleep, you like to play with his face and hair.
When his mouth is slightly open, you'll stick your finger in there to touch his sharp teeth. How can you not?
He's woken up one time with a finger in his mouth. You weren't paying attention and you look up just to see red eyes staring at you in disappointment.
You also tend to stroke his cheeks and hair. You'll let your fingers run through it and give him head scratches.
Pls give him head scratches.
He'll deny he likes it, but you'll see him lean slightly into your hand to keep going.
While he's working at his desk, you like to sit by him and watch. You have no idea what his writing style is or means, but it fascinates you anyway.
Though sometimes you get bored and of course you'll try to annoy him. Or you'll sit in his lap and maybe doze off while he works. <3
He does get stressed a lot, so you know when to tone down your antics.
When he is like that, you try to make him feel better by trying to help around his lab or bring him food/drinks.
You also do that thing when he returns from a mission you like to run and jump into his arms.
The first time you did it, he did NOT catch you.
Idk what this is, I have to work in the morning and I realized I haven't posted anything here in a while. Just assume everything I write is rushed so I can cover up lack of writing skills.
Oh my fuck. I love this man. Like pls kick and step on me king.
He wittle face 🥺
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Warnings: touching (consensual), kissing, mentions of food, sleep apnea mention, kind of a crack ending, possible grammar mistakes
You're the only person he's willing to share his food with.
Speaking of food, you have to spoon-feed him personally or he'll sulk about it until you do.
"Mikey, you're a grown ass man. You know how to feed yourself." "But it tastes better when you do it. 🥺"
Always has a hand either around your waist or hand. There's no way you're allowed to have neither.
Takes you to his meetings when you're not busy. Well, let's be honest, even if you were, he doesn't care. "Cancel it." "Mikey, it's a medical appointment, I need to go for my health." "Make another one." "I DID THAT TWO TIMES ALREADY!!"
Likes to sleep on top of you. Doesn't care about your height or weight, you are his personal pillow. Deal with it.
OR if you're like me and suffer from sleep apnea, he'll spoon you from behind or vice versa. He's a switch for either or.
OMG if you end up on your back and he notices you're not breathing, he'll gently roll you onto your side. 🥺
Takes you on bike rides a LOT. Makes sure you're safe and that you're wearing a helmet. Sunset bike rides? Yes.
He likes it when you play with his hair. Just run your fingers through his head and he's gone. Has fallen asleep from this. You'll be talking his ear off and when you notice he's not responding, you look over and see he's dead ass knocked out cold. 💀
Make out sessions are pretty common. There have been multiple times where you both get caught. Mostly by the gang though. "Why are you all here?" Mikey will question, as he wipes his face with yours and his spit. (I never said he was a good kisser) "Uh because you sent a text saying we're having a meeting here?" Baji would say showing him the text.
Would grumble and pout like it was their fault for having shown up.
Anyway, going back to the kisses. Mikey loves forehead kisses. Just give him a little peck and he'll suck your lips off. Ajsudnsjd
Just, please give this man a hug and call him pretty. 🥺❤
I'm currently high rn so here is a thing for Thoma. Nothing is beta read. Forgive my poor spelling errors.
Thoma usually wake up before you to give you a lil smooch on your forehead and getting up for the day.
He cooks breakfast for you guys and makes sure you're up before 9:30.
No excuses, you're not allowed to sleep all day.
"I know it's hard sometimes, but I'll always be here for you no matter what!" He'll say to you before spoon feeding you food.
HELPS WITH EVERY LITTLE THING.
"Thoma I can wipe down the counters."
"But you've already taken out the garbage!"
"AND YOU ALREADY CLEANED THE BATHROOM, BEDROOM, KITCHEN."
Taking walks and feeding the stray animals with you.
Always holds your hand.
Don't like handholding? Won't upset him if you don't! Just being near you is enough for him!
He likes switching between big spoon and little spoon.
Just feeling his hands run up and down your back sends you in euphoria.
Do the same to him and he'll also catch feelings of serotonin.
Picinic dates are very common. He always looks so pretty when the wind blows through his hair. The sun casting a beautiful glow on his face, making his eyes shine a bright green before he gives you a closed-eye smile.
At night he'll offer to give you a bath, but with the exception that he joins you.
If you're not comfortable with bathing together or just don't feel like it. No worries! He'll understand and let you do your thing.
But if you do decide to say yes.
Be ready for this man to pamper you until you either are ready to get out or fall asleep in his arms.
Soft make-out sessions happen.
He'll have you pressed up against his chest, as he trails his arms up and down. He breath on your neck, sending shivers down your spine.
Like to trail his lips up your neck and turns your head so he can kiss your lips.
When it's bedtime, he'll wrap his arms around you, whether you're facing him or not, and he'll whisper sweet nothings into your ear.
He sometimes talks in his sleep. You like to write down the funny things he says. Blushes when you tell him.
Thoma is such a good boi and there's nothing in this world that can change that. <3
