LGBTQ+ Gachiakuta Headcanons for Pride! (Personal opinion you’re welcome to give your own perspective, not all of them are set in stone for me bc some I haven’t given much thought)
Enjin: bisexual, trans man.
Gris: gay, cis.
Semiu: she is a canon lesbian, cis.
August: pansexual, genderfluid.
Corvus: pansexual, masc nonbinary.
Gountess: straight, cis.
Too Lily: bisexual, genderfluid.
Tomme: Lesbian, nonbinary/doesn’t mind any pronouns.
Mildretta: Bisexual w/ hard fem presenting lean, cis.
“You know it’s kind of rude of you to be so gorgeous.” You mumble chin resting on your palm as you watch Tamsy brush out his hair. The man hums with a smile as he places the brush down. When he turns his eyes to you, heavy lashes framing his pretty eyes, you huff. “Ugh! See that’s what I’m saying! Quit batting them pretty lashes at me!” You whine rolling onto your back on his bed to stare at the ceiling.
He laughs from his spot at the desk before getting up and sitting next to you. His smile is warm as he gazes down at you. His gentle hand brushes a few stray strands from your face. “You know the worst part about being so attractive is?” He asks.
“What?” You ask him, catching his hand on the retreat to hold.
“I’m asking you.” He quips, leaning in to kiss your forehead.
“Oh come off it!” You start laughing to yourself as he continues peppering your face all over. He threads his fingers with yours while you two trade kisses over and over. When he pulls away he gazes at you fondly.
“You know, when I became scarred like this I never thought someone would love me like you do.” He hums. He sits up, placing his hands in his lap. You follow suit and lean into his sides. Your eyes trail over his features catching slight changes that tell you he’s being serious, vulnerable, insecure.
“I think it adds some visual intrigue personally.” You half joke. He scoffs and nudges you with his shoulder. You take his hand into your again slowly, pulling it in to kiss the back of it. “I’m serious, it was the first thing I noticed and the thing that made me want to know you. It’s probably your prettiest feature to me.” You lean in and tug at the buttons of his night shirt. Baring some of his skin to you. You trail kisses along the edges of the scars littering the exposed skin.
“It’s like you’re a rose with thorns. Pretty and dangerous. Very mysterious~” you smirk at him with a wink. The blond chuckles at this running hand down your back. He lays out on the bed this time and pulls you to his side to tuck you close. Your body is warm against his as you snuggle into his chest.
“You’ve never asked me how I got them.” He notes finding a crack in the ceiling to focus on. You simply wrap a leg around his hip as you get comfortable.
“Did you want me to?” You prompt.
“…No. It’s not something I like talking about.” He admits hand stilling its trail along your skin. Your eyes are closed as you casually relax.
“Then I won’t ask.” You confirm.
“It doesn’t bother you?” He asks, pressing his cheek to the top of your head, leaning into you. “That I don’t share things like this, things from my past.”
“No.” You reply promptly, yawning after. “If you felt the need to tell me you would have. It’s not really any of my business. Even if we love each other, that doesn’t entitle me to dig up bad memories.” You talk about it like it’s so simple, like you’d already set it in stone long before he asked the question, maybe you had.
“I like who you are now, that’s the person I fell in love with. I don’t need to know every gritty detail.” You reach out to tuck your hand under his shirt and rest it on his soft skin. You’re unabashedly stealing his body heat, he thinks it funny how unserious you can be while the conversation is not. Your body is easing into his more, relaxing fully and slipping into unconsciousness.
Tamsy is left with this thoughts, frown deep on his features as he keeps focusing on the crack. Glaring at it like it’s threatening to open up and swallow him whole. You may love the man that he portrays but you know little of the actual man underneath. It irks him, how much you ease his worries and love him unconditionally. He was only using you to make his cover more believable. He was never meant to get this attached. He’s in too deep, rethinking every goal he came to the ground to accomplish. His arms tighten around you as his brows knit together harder.
He’ll have to figure out a way to spare you from the sphere’s manipulation and control. And what if the ground can’t see that he’s truly on their side, even if his methods are unorthodox. He grits his teeth at the thought, I silent rage stiffening his shoulders.
Okay, so even though I mainly read gachiakuta fics, I like to read other fandom fics because there's usually a bunch that I haven't read and I can go on a binge fest.
So I thought which fandom have I not read for, and I was like delicious in dungeon.
And you know, I had to go for the hottest character in the whole show ✨Senshi✨ but I was appalled at the fact that was basically no fics for him let alone smut
So can you please make the most smutty, horny, jaw dropping fic put the voluptuous DILF that is Senshi
(by the way, I am anime only so can there not be any manga spoilers)
“Senshi!” You moan out, body jolting and curling in. Your thighs press into the sides of the dwarf's head. His large calloused hands come up to press your legs back down, keeping them pinned wide for him. You whine loudly and writhe against the slightly too small rim of the water fountain he has you sitting on. His mouth is sucking and lapping at sensitive areas of your core. Each time he dips his warm tongue inside you makes you clench around him and sob. He’s been at it for a good hour now, each time you creeped up on your orgasm he pulls away and it’s driving you crazy.
The party stopped to rest for the night a while ago. Everyone was taking some time to themselves before bed and Senshi asked you to go with him while he cleaned one of the bathrooms a few halls down. Now your clothes and Senshi’s armor have been tossed to the side. His body is nearly covered in thick hair, it helps define each curl and dip of Senshi’s muscles. He’s such a rugged man it had you biting your lip watching him undress just half way. Pupils blown wide with desire.
“Oh god…mmh! Senshiii!” You cry out digging your fingers into his hair, tugging at it out of reflex. He groans low at the feeling and just continues. His tongue glides a long flat stipe over your hole making you moan loudly. You slap a hand over your mouth and breathe hot breaths past it as you try to mute your noises. There's no telling if there’s another party nearby or your own party for that matter.
When his mouth pulls away you can hear the wet sounds of him parting from you. If you weren’t already so hot and bothered you’d blush at the sound. Licking his lips Senshi leans up to pull you into a kiss. One hand threads into your hair while the other glides slides up your thigh to slowly rub his fingertips over your twitching hole. It’s been a while since you two have been able to be intimate, not a lot of opportunity while actively traversing the dungeon. He presses two fingers in slowly, stretching you with care. Slow yet eager pumps working you open for him. Your whines and moans slip past his lips with each kiss but Senshi is more than happy to hear them.
“You sound so lovely…” His gruff and gravely voice has lowered even further due to his lust. “You’re doing so good.” He praises before curling his fingers sharply and bullying that sweet spot inside of you with each thrust. Breaking away from his kisses you grip his shoulders tight. Eyes clenched shut you whine out loudly not able to keep your sounds low as you submit to the man’s quickening pace. “Ah! Shit! Hah! Senshi!” Every other word is pitched high with need as your legs spread for the shorter man. The hand in your hair comes down to pinch one of your nipples roughly. You automatically buck your hips harshly into his fingers, a loud shout of a moan making your head fall back.
“Watch your mouth, dear.” He chides before easing the pinch into a general roll under his thumb. Leaning in he kisses the pert nipple as an apology before taking it into his mouth. His fingers don’t stop their faster pace, he even adds another finger and starts thrusting harder. Each wet slap of his hand into your opening bounces off the echoing walls. If anyone were to walk by they’d definitely know what you’re doing.
After a few minutes your body is tensing and your hips are twitching in a way that helps Senshi know you’re getting close again. Taking his hands away and placing another long kiss on your lips he watches you come down from another near orgasm. Your breaths are ragged as your back is leaned uncomfortably on the water faucets. “You’re killin’ me here Sen. Please, I wanna cum so bad.” You whine readjusting yourself on the rim to keep from slipping off. He offers you an apologetic smile before taking your hips in his hands again.
“Okay, let’s get you there sweetheart.” He ends up helping you off the sink and turns you around to bend you over it instead. This position is less intimate than he’d like but you always seem to get worked up fast in it. He can see your slick hole twitch as you wait for him to take you. Groaning low he shuffles his lower dressings down to let his thick heavy cock spring free. Hits hot and heavy in his hand as he pumps it a few times, readying himself for your tightness. Reaching into a pouch he keeps looped to his belt he finds his natural homemade lube. Pouring some directly onto his shaft he sighs at the cool feeling. Giving it another few pumps he slicks his hand with the slick substance.
You shudder when you feel his hand slicking your skin and hole with the excess lube. He even thrusts his fingers in slowly a couple times to help prep you. You eagerly wait for the feeling of his tip against you and shift your hips forward to present yourself to him easier. The constant stream of water that comes from the fountain sink splashes lightly against your chest as you brace yourself on the rough stone. Each cool droplet feels like ice on your heated skin.
Then it comes, the stretch of Senshi easing into you. A stuttered moan leaves you as your breath slows to a near stop. Even with his fingers and the lube he’s so thigh that you feel a slight burn. You swear each time with the older dwarf is like the first time. “Senshi…” you whine out, continuing to brace yourself, white knuckling the fountain. He goes slow at first, like he always does, small pap sounds filling the room along with his breaths and your small moans. You can feel him pulse inside you with each movement forward. His body rocks into you’re pushing you back and forth against the rough stone. The bare skin of your chest sliding against it and making your skin sting a bit from the abrasiveness.
When the small discomfort subsides you’re left feeling incredibly full. Each thrust takes your breath away. With a longer moan you mumble to Senshi to go faster. He responds immediately eager to give you what you ask for. Louder slaps of skin on skin fill your ears. Pushing back against his hips you help him hit that spot inside you again. Each press of the tick head of his cock to the deepest parts inside of you makes you moan louder with each thrust. Quick desperate breaths come out along with your moans as you inch closer to cumming around him. He can feel your hole twitching around him rhythmically as you stumble closer to your end.
Picking up his pace even more the sounds become even louder, your moans near screaming as your knees weaken. If his firm strong hands went holding your hips you’d be slipping onto the floor. Your chest and nipples are stinging from the friction from the stone making you whimper and buck harder against the man behind you.
Senshi groans loudly when he feels you finally clench him hard, keeping him restricted as you cum around his cock. You’re moaning his name loudly and constantly as you rut back gassing his dick to help drag out your orgasm. He is happy to lean over you and keep thrusting harshly with each pulsing clench of your walls around him. “Oooh! Senshi! Fuuuck…” You sob out a sigh of words, easing your body into the fountain, feeling weak in the aftershocks of your orgasm.
Feeling a harsh smack to your ass you flinch as whine again turning your head to look back at your partner. He’s looking at you with smoldering eyes as he punctuates his frustration with another harsh thrust. Your yelp catches in your throat before coming out as a long low moan. “I told you to watch your mouth. I won’t tell you again.” He hums as he leans in to kiss your arched spine, a small apology. He knows you like when he’s rougher, he just can’t bring himself to be stern without reassuring you that he isn’t actually mad.
You get a few slow breaths out as a brief reprieve before he’s starting up again. It’s a firm deep rock of his hips that has you keening with your eyes rolling back. Picking up his pace to a faster one quickly you can hear Senshi groaning more fervently as he chaises his own release. You purposefully clench around him on each full sheath of him inside you. He hisses at that and responds with another slap to your ass. You yelp again as you press back into him in rhythm with his thrusts. Every other thrust has him repeating the action even doing it with his other hand so both asscheeks are flushing red under his palms. The fat of your ass bouncing along with each of his thrusts.
When his palms are stinging from the slaps he gives you a break and continues thrusting harshly. One hand presses into your arched back to keep you steady in place while the other slides over your crotch to start playing with you along with each thrust. The added sensation as you tumble into a second orgasm quickly. Your body shudders like a leaf as you cum around his cock again, this time the tight vice of your insides milks his own end out of him. Each hot pulse of your tight walls is molten as he cums inside. Every hot spurt of his cum inside makes you sigh and squeeze around him involuntarily.
“So warm inside…” Senshi grits out as he thrusts deeply with each jet of cum he thrusts into you. Working you with his hand he can feel every twitch and convulsion of your insides against him. Rocking his hips into yours he watches your back ride and fall with each breath as you come down from your high.
Eventually they slow to gentle thrusts, his breaths come out labored on your back. “You’re so sweet, like a cheesecake.” He rasps against your sweat slicked skin. “So rich and decadent, it's hard to not want you all the time.” Leaning off of you again he pulls himself out of you. You sigh at the feeling as your legs finally give you. Senshi startles as you slide onto your knees barely holding onto the fountain sink still. Helping you stand he eases you onto another small platform so he can clean you up. He uses a washcloth to wipe down your skin, cooling it as it cleans you.
He also takes out a small salve from his pack to rub into the chaffing on your chest from the stone. It still stings a bit but does a good job of easing the tender skin. The soft gel makes you shudder under his touch. He responds by kissing each side of your chest tenderly, another apology. Once he’s satisfied with how clean you are he rings out the cloth in the same sink. “We have to get back soon, you need rest.” He notes continuing to idly tidy the mess you two left behind. Feeling a tug in your chest you lean forward to address him.
“Senshi.” You call the bearded man. When he looks back to you your arms are open to him. His lips upturn into a smile before he relents and walks into your embrace. You hold him to you with a long content sigh. “…I love you.” You whisper into the curls near his ear before placing a kiss to the skin behind it. He chuckles at your cuddly behavior. At this rate the others will come looking for you. Still he wants to savor your embrace a bit longer. His arms curl around your cooled skin, rubbing it to warm you a little. “I love you too.” He sighs.
(My first non gachiakuta fic! Wow! Thanks for the request! :D hope this is adequate it kinda just went right into smut lol!)
Throws a party at HQ. He makes a special request to the Vianders to bring your favorite meal. He sits next to you arm around your waist the whole night.
After the party he takes you up to the roof to talk about life, your dreams, things that make you happy.
Gifts you a locket with a picture of you both together. Puts it on you and kisses you deeply with a promise to always love you.
Enjin:
Takes you to lunch and surprises you with a card that has a very sentimental message inside. It makes you cry.
Will take you anywhere you want to do, long drive? Doesn’t matter, he just wants to spend the time with you. Holds your thigh the whole drive.
Got you one of your favorite artists' new albums, signed. Don’t ask him how much it was he won’t tell you. Inside the case is also a Polaroid of both of you.
Semiu:
She takes you dancing, if you have two left feet it’s more dancing lessons. She’s pulling you close and talking to you sweetly.
Takes you to dinner after, something light so you can go to a different spot for a sweet treat. Holds your hand the whole night.
Got you matching brackets, the same gold as her treasure. Expresses that you mean a lot to her, even more than her treasure.
Gris:
Makes you breakfast in bed. Asks Folo for help picking out a stuffed animal. Gives you a full body massage.
Has you pick out a movie and you both cuddle in bed while watching it together. Brought your favorite snacks and drinks.
Gifts you things you need for a hobby of yours. Beads, pencils, paints, crochet hooks, knitting needles, fabrics. Doesn’t matter what the hobby is, he's supporting it.
Bro:
He, Dear, and Guita throw you a very colorful birthday party in the common room. Hand made decorations, the whole nine.
After the kids are set up for bed he takes you on a romantic dinner, your favorite place or one you’ve been obsessed with recently.
He got you a bracelet with the birthstones of the kids inlaid. You also got two bonus handmade gifts from the kids.
Gountess:
Took you to a Too Lily Concert where she made a special shoutout just for you. She even gave you a signed CD and poster.
After the concert he takes you to a secluded area watch the sun go down. Kisses your hand and promises to make each day you spend together memorable.
He got you an engagement ring. He proposes with tears in his eyes, his life was stolen from him for years, he’d be happy to spend the rest with you.
Kyouka:
Took the day off to spend it with you. Expensive dinner spot, whatever you want. Smiling at you tenderly the whole night.
When you return home she’s had the whole bedroom redecorated in rose petals, real ones, and an oil painting of the two of you commissioned from the best oil artist in Canvas Town.
Got you very fancy traditional clothing to wear. It has her family crest on it. Even if you’re not married she’s sure you’ll be the person she spends the rest of her life with.
Tomme:
Takes you to karaoke! A private room just the two of you, a couple close friends if you want. Sings you a love song that reminds her of you.
After she takes you to a couples bath house. You soak in the hot bath side by side. She rubs your favorite scents into your skin and kisses every freckle, scar, or birthmark.
She gifted you a personal poem she stressed over for weeks. It’s written out on a beautiful decorative paper.
Tamsy:
Takes you rollerblading, even if you're clumsy he’s keen to teach you. By the end you’re pretty good at balancing yourself.
Later he takes you to your favorite stores, spoiling you and pointing out things he thinks you’ll enjoy. Tells you to ignore price tags for the day.
Even after spending so much he still has one gift left. Something meaningful. He unraveled a string of thread from Tokushin and tied it around your wrist as a bracelet. Tells you to never take it off as it’s a sign of how you’re his love. Not just to him but to others…
Delmon:
Takes you on a picnic in his garden. Chats with you happily about your week. Thanks you for how happy you’ve made him, helping him move on when he thought he never would.
Continues the afternoon in the garden by teaching you how to press flowers and how to make flower crowns out of dandelions.
Got you a personalized bouquet and tells you what each means though the language of flowers. Also spent a long time growing a large patch of your favorite flower so you have your own favorite spot in the garden.
Mildretta:
Takes you out to the late night food stalls to try new things. By the time you both are done you’re full so full! She thinks you’re cute when you get excited over the stuff you like.
Take you to your favorite clothing store to pick out a new outfit, she has you model them while she wolf whistles and promises you.
Gifted you some very stunning boudoir photos of herself. She knows she looks good in them and smirks at your flushed expression.
“What is wrong with your brother?” Enjin stomps up to you with an irritable expression. You don’t look up from polishing your jinki.
“You mean other than the usual?” You ask boredly.
“Nothing about him is usual!” He snaps, swiping the cleaning cloth from your hand. Clearly he wants your full attention. “And you don’t seem to care at all! Who leaves a kid like that to his own devices? Kid would shit his pants if I told him to!”
Blinking at Enjin you pinch the bridge of your nose with a sigh. “Are you going to tell him to shit his pants Enjin?” You turn your unimpressed eyes on the tattooed man, emphasizing your question with a waive of your hand. Enjin scoffs and crosses his arms over his chest. He doesn’t say anything for a few moments before ultimately deflating and plopping his butt right next to you.
“You need to get him to stop following me everywhere and asking me what he should do.” The man groans, running his hands down his face. You feel a little bad for the man, Fu has been pestering him a lot. Pocketing your jinki you pat the man’s shoulder.
“Alright big guy don’t go cryin’ on me I’ll talk to him.” You hum sarcastically. Standing up from the steps you turn quickly and startle Fu who is peaking out from the propped door behind the both of you. He startles and almost manages to retreat before you speak. “Come here Fu.” You say pointing a finger at the spot in front of you. Quickly Fu complies and marches up so fast Enjin flinches.
“Buddy you gotta stop tailing Enjin like a lost puppy. I know you think he’s cool but the guy needs his personal time.” You ruffle the young man’s hair with a smile chiding him gently. Fu sweats at the request fumbling with his fingers.
“B-but-! You’re the one w-who said he seemed cool! Like uh-! A s-strong leader!” The kids' eyes dart from you to the floor several times. Your cheeks immediately burn as you feel Enjin’s eyes on you. Sighing and scratching the back of your head, you really don’t wanna deal with how smug Enjin is gonna be about the indirect praise. “Y-you said I could learn a-a lot from him.” Fu has his fists clenched in a determined pose despite his clear anxiousness. Oh good it’s getting worse…
“Yeah, I know what I said.” You manage with a twitching smile, trying to keep your cool. “But there’s plenty of others to learn from too. Gris for example is cool too, and nice. Also the other kids your age. I’m sure they’d like to get to know you better, you can learn a lot from your peers too.” You offer placing a hand on your hip. The boy seems to think on it for a second, even pulls Hii out to mumble something to him. Placing a gentle hand on Fu’s shoulder you bring his attention back to you.
“Fu. We gotta keep working at this, you can make this decision on your own.” You try to keep a firm tone, you can’t baby him or he’ll be vulnerable if something were to happen to you. Given the tension between the cleaners and the raiders your change in loyalties has put a target on your backs. That’s why you wanted him to learn from a guy like Enjin. The man is as kindhearted as he is impulsive. “Who’s the first person other than Enjin or I that pops into your head?” You ask, watching the kid. After a second he raises his hands to more clearly show you Hii who he’s still holding. You groan internally. “Okay, the next-next person.”
“U-uh… Miss Amo…?” He squeaks out finally. His feet doing that little stomping thing he does when he’s feeling stressed.
“Okay so go hang out with Amo for a bit… if she’s okay with it.” You reason. He nods fiercely and you shake your head as you watch your brother stumble back inside to go harass that bossy young girl.
Plopping down next to Enjin again you pat your hands together in a dusting motion. “See? That wasn't so hard!” You flash Enjin a smile before snatching back your cleaning rag and returning to your earlier polishing. The man next to you is silent for a few seconds. You don’t notice him inch closer.
“You think I’m a ‘cool strong leader’?” You can hear his smirk in his tone and it ticks you off. Turning your eyes back to him, your face scrunches at his dopey confident smug look. He even flashes his brows at you for good measure. “Did he leave out a few? Like maybe ‘ruggedly handsome’ or ‘effortlessly sexy’?” His elbow leans on the step above your backs as he splays out on the steps like he’s on the cover of a magazine.
“Yeah he forgot ‘astoundingly humble’.” You deadpan before standing and walking away. Enjin stands too and trails behind you listing more generous compliments about himself.
“What about ‘charming’?” You feel a headache forming. “How about ‘inspiring’?” Inspiring you to beat his ass maybe…
When you finally reach your room you’re quick to open the door and slip inside. As you’re swinging the door closed it rattles loudly against the boot blocking it. You swear you’re going to pop. Pushing in just enough to peak his upper half in he’s grinning wide at you. “‘Jaw dropping-?” You groan loudly before pushing him out by the face. He only laughs and eases up retreating so you can fully close the door.
Enjin can feel his chest squeeze with a giddiness as he strode away from your door. He has a million compliments he could give you but he should probably back off until you’ve calmed down a bit. In the meantime he’s gonna see if Fu can offer up any more details.
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Later that night you were writing things down in your journal when there’s a knock at your door. It’s not Fu’s usual barely there one, he knocks like if he’s too loud about it you'll yell at him. When you open the door you aren’t expecting a bouquet of flowers to be the first thing you see. Opening the door further you find Enjin grinning at you as he gently guides the flowers into your arms.
Before you can ask he’s already talking. “I relied on the kid to figure out what ones you’d like. Had to take him with me so he could point them out.” Enjin shifts his hands into his pocket, smug look never leaving his face. “He also let me know exactly what you said.” He hummed, expression turning more light and admiring.
“You really think I’m a good person huh?” His voice is soft as he leans on the doorway. Your stomach drops a bit as you shift your eyes back to the flowers to avoid looking in his eyes. Taking a beat to settle your nerves you let out a sigh before locking your eyes with his.
“Of course I do. You let us join you when you didn’t have to. I know it was ultimately Corvus’s decision but he puts a lot of stock in your actions.” You turn to place the flowers on your desk and take a seat back at your desk. Enjin follows you inside, closing the door behind him. “It’s not just him either, a lot of the younger cleaners really look up to you. Zanka, Riyo, Eisha, Rudo.” You smile at the man before turning back to the flowers. “If Fu is gonna follow anyone’s example I know he’ll be in good hands. If something happens to me, he’ll be okay.” Your tone is watery as you speak. It goes beyond admiration or a simple crush. You’re scared. You’re not strong like Fu, something Zodyl never failed to mention. Each time you’re away from your brother you’re terrified something will happen, and he’ll be alone. Or worse, when you’re away something will happen to him! Something beyond his control due to his condition; hurting himself or others.
Enjin can feel the shift in your mood immediately and stands to place a hand on your shoulder. “Hey, I’m not gonna let anything happen to you or Fu.” He kneels to take your now tear streaked face into his hands. The stress inside you finally coming to a boiling point. “I’ve got you, both of you.” He insists. His eyes are determined, they hold a weight behind them. A sincerity that comes with years of never backing down. It’s a promise set in stone. You pull him into your arms desperately clutching him to you like a lifeline. His arms curl around you like a security blanket, his hand pressing your head to his shoulder gently so your tears can soak up in the fabric of his jacket.
“I’ve got you.” He whispers. When he eventually pulls away he wipes your tears with his thumbs. He smiles already thinking about how to cheer you up.
“Man I came here to ask you on a date and you went and got all sappy and snotty on me.” His tone is light with a chuckle trailing his words. Pressing a kiss to your forehead he stands again and pulls you along with him. “C’mon I asked Fu what your favorite spot to eat is, we'll bring him along. We can do the date thing another time.” His hand doesn’t leave yours as the two of you make your way down the hall. “If you’re interested in going on one I mean.” The comment is low, almost a bit anxious. Your fingers tighten around his.
“I’d love to Enjin.” Your voice is warm and light, a clear happiness that makes Enjin’s shoulders ease. Even if you denied the date, he’s just happy you’re feeling better.
(I ended up not really needing to make it fem!reader so I just kept going, idk if I really like this fic that much.)
So this is just to clarify your request rules, are you willing to write smut for under 20-year-olds aged up to be 20+.
Or do you not write any smut for characters canonically under 20 no matter if aged up
This is a good question!
I personally don’t feel comfortable portraying under 20+ age characters aged up and in adult situations if they haven’t aged in the media they are in.
Let’s take Zuko from ATLA for example; before the recent Avatar movie was leaked I wouldn’t feel comfortable writing for the character aged up from the original content for smut. Now that he has been depicted in canon as an older man who has lived a a good part of his young adult life I would feel more comfortable writing smut for him.
This is also why I choose to start at 20 years old as I just don’t think 18 and 19 very far removed from being a teenager. (Still has ‘teen’ in the age)
Lastly as someone who’s older and still enjoys fanfiction I wanna see more content catering to people in the 20+ age range.
Stringcrow + reader, ABO 🤔, Tamsy and reader are omegas and as a couple who spend a lot of time alone, their heats have synchronized, now Corvus has to work twice as hard.
Corvus is working on documents in his office when the smell hits him. It’s a heavy fragrance, a mix of two scents he knows very well. His mood shifts entirely at the realization. Standing from his desk swiftly he quickly exits his office and makes his way down the hall to his and his partner’s shared room. The smell is seeping out from the door and he can make out the noises of two people huffing and gasping, wet noises of sex easily heard through the wood. It’s a good thing his room isn’t close to the other cleaners or he’d have some awkward conversations later.
When he turns the knob and opens the door he is greeted with the sight of his two loves trying to help each other. You’re currently riding Tamsy fast hands intertwined with his as you pin him to the mattress. Judging by the other man’s harsh flush and gone expression he figured he’s well into the thick of his heat. You are clearly teetering the line yourself based on the smell of frustration lingering off you. If he had to guess Tamsy was probably being a beat and teasing you before you took control.
Feeling his dick straining his pants Corvus allows his own scent to permeate the room. When it reaches you your hits stutter from the effect it has on you. Tamsy whines at the interrupted pace but also turns his face to the door, long strands of his hair sticking to his sweaty skin. Corvus closes the door behind him and lets a deep growl roll from his throat. You pause your hips entirely and look at him with a pout. He only smiles back at you and comes closer to ease your hips up and off Tamsy’s.
He keeps you on top the the other man, just hovering. Unbuckling his pants he sighs deeply and inhales the addicting scents rolling off the both of you. Rubbing himself until he’s fully hard he uses his gloved hand to pull your cheeks apart, exposing your slick hole to him. Biting his lip he presses his tip against it and hisses at the overwhelming heat. Your hole twitches at the feeling and your hips rock back in hopes of helping it slip inside. Leaning over you he grazes his canines over your mate mark making you whimper. Your hips still again not wanting to push your luck and risk him pulling away.
He taps himself against your slick hole a few times before pressing in easily. The stretch of him filling you makes your arms feel weak and you end up burying your face into the blond beneath you’s neck. Your own teeth nip at Tamsy’s mate mark making him moan as his fingers tighten around yours. Your flushed chests are pushed together and rocked with each thrust of Corvus’s hips. Each wet slap swaying your body and making your nipples glide over Tamsy’s, skin slick with sweat makes the nubs easily rub together . Both of you keen at the sensation.
After a good few thrusts the larger man pulls out of you with an audible pop, a gush of fresh slick flowing freely and dripping over Tamsy’s painfully hard cock and thighs. Corvus brings his hands to Tamsy’s hips and helps adjust them higher so he can slip inside him next. Tamsy’s body is even more warm and when Arkha pushes inside it feels like he’s being squeezed in a hot tight vice. Tamsy whines loudly as the other man starts a hard pace. Slipping your hands between your bodies, you take the smaller man’s still hard cock into your hand. Lining him up you help him slip inside and mimic Corvus’s movements. Each time he thrusts in you push back onto Tamsy making the blond feel overwhelmed by the duel sensations.
Tamsy’s moans become rapid and near sobbing as you both work him together. Your mouth pressed over his swallowing his cries and pushing you tongue into his mouth. Arkha feels another growl bubbling in his chest, an instinctual possessive nature cutting into his usual calm demeanor. One of his hands leaves Tamsy’s hip to tug your head back by your hair. Your whine is interrupted by him turning your face towards him and pressing his tongue invading your mouth. Tamsy’s heat addled mind has him dazed beneath you both, eyes half lidded as he watches you. Each deep groan from Corvus and moan from you making him twitch inside you.
Fresh slick slips past where he and Corvus are connected and he can feel himself about to indie your checking hole. With a high pitched loud moan he’s bucking sharply between you, each hard stutter pressing him deeper and harder into your sweet spot. You feel each warm jet of cum filling you as he slows his hips. A male Omega’s sperm can produce offspring in another, however it’s rare. Still you feel a tug in your abdomen, an ache at the thought that he could knock you up.
As you continue rocking against him Corvus releases your mouth to again grace his canines down your bench before sinking his teeth into your mate mark. You clench around Tamsy harshly as you let your mouth go slack with a silent moan. A whine trails the end over it as he peppers kisses over the impression. Letting go of Tamsy’s hands you place them on his chest for leverage, rolling your hips into his faster as you build up to your own orgasm. Corvus can feel the younger man clenching around him as he presses deeper, his knot threatening to push past his tight ring and lock him in place. Tamsy is practically sobbing out moans at the endless onslaught of pleasure, his heat only making each feeling twice as intense.
His cum is leaking out of you with each wet slap of your hips, his own slick pooling on the bedding before him. His cock is still hard inside you aching to cum again and pulsing against your gummy walls. His hands trail up to grip your hips harshly, grounding himself if only a little. You bite your lips as you watch his watery eyed expression on bliss tinge on near painful. He looks almost pathetic like this and something inside you finds it incredibly enticing. With another harsh clench you cum on Tamsy’s cock, eyes snapping shut and thrusts uneven as you stumble out his name along with strained moans.
Corvus can feel Tamsy clenching around him, likely very close to cumming again from how your hole is twitching and pulsing around him. To help Tamsy over the edge a second time Arkha thrusts pointedly into his prostate, each harsh rough thrust making the younger man yelp and sob out moans as he arches off the bed. The punishing pace is enough to allow Corvus’s knot to finally push past Tamsy’s tight hole. With a long groan Corvus can feel Tamsy quivering and hear his moans stall as the blond bites his lip harshly, a crib of blood slipping past his lip. You lean in to lick it away before pulling Tamsy into another heated kiss. Corvus thrusts as best he can while locked to the omega.
When the tight know in Tamsy’s abdomen finally snaps he moans loudly into your mouth. Fingers trailing up to drag long red lines down the expanse of your back. His cum overflows inside you and drips out over his pelvis and thighs as he languidly rocks his hips between you. Corvus can feel himself nearing his end too, leaning over you and pressing his two omegas flush together. When your lips part again Corvus leans in to steal a deep kiss from Tamsy as he finally lets himself go. He cums with a deep groan and shallow thrusts almost bruisingly harsh despite the limited movement. You feel each deep rock as it helps Tamsy roll into you. Tamsy shutters at the sensation of Arkha’s cum filling him, the knot keeping the cum inside.
Being bred during a heat by an Alpha almost guarantees pregnancy to take, especially leader types like Corvus. The thought makes your chest feel full, a warmness and want of a family. It’s be so perfect, if both of you could have pups together. In your giddy state you pepper kisses over Tamsy’s face as he catches his breath. He hums at the feelings and trails his hands gently over your back surveying the marks he left behind. He’ll have to apologize later, though you’ll just reassure him you like them. Corvus sighs as he rests his chin on your shoulder. It’s going to be a long two weeks but there’s nowhere else he’d rather be.
It’s nearly eight months since your and Tamsy’s last heat. The smaller man is currently very round from the swell of a pup inside him, possibly two as Corvus insists. Compared to your own rounded stomach you could believe it. But a part of you wonders if the size indicates parentage rather than multiples, maybe it’s wishful thinking. Though Corvus is a very domineering man, you’d imagine he was a large infant himself.
Either way you're very excited. A purr rolls from your chest as you snuggle into Corvus’s side. Your hand glides through Tamsy silk locks as you braid his hair, it’s been pestering him lately with how warm he is all the time. You can hear Tamsy’s own content purr harmonize with yours which makes Corvus chuckle and lean more into you as well.
(I’m gonna change warnings to contains bc it felt rude to put the GN reader as a ‘warning’ I’ll open requests soon so keep an eye out! <3)
(I also combined these two asks as one bc I figured they may be from the same anon, apologies if not and you got a pregnancy jump scare you didn’t ask for…😳)
Can I request a fluffy smutty fic of Gountess from Gachiakuta.
He is so hot and so underrated
Sleep Deprived
Gountess x Reader
(WARNINGS: smut, hand jobs, fingering, gender neutral reader, out of context manga spoilers?)
After his long twenty year confinement Gountess struggled heavily to recover. One thing he did notice that helped was physical touch, after so many years of solitude he hasn’t realized how touch starved he actually was. He first noticed the deep need to be touched when you placed a warm comforting hand on his shoulder. You were the first one of the cleaners to speak and interact with him more as a person than a porcelain doll. You’d constantly hang around and just talk with him, talk with him casually and in some matter of way end up touching him. He treasured each interaction and held it in his heart.
Gountess warmed up to you after a while, smiling more, laughing. But no matter how happy he felt, the terrors always persisted. Most nights his psyche would twist his worries and memories into a horrible scene that would have him jolting awake and struggling to catch his breath. Very recently you picked up on his tiredness and inquired if he’s been sleeping well. Very meekly he tried to avoid your question but you weren’t having it and doubled down, threatening the silent treatment if he didn’t tell you. Oddly enough the man actually welcomed quiet after his confinement and forced surveillance, but it was different with you. He liked your voice.
“I’ve been having nightmares. You’d think at my age it wouldn’t bother me so much but it does. If I try to sleep again after one I end up slipping right back into the same dream.” He explained. Your expression was emphatic and you placed a hand on his knee to comfort him.
“It doesn’t matter the age Gountess, bad dreams really suck and I’m sure yours are… more than bad.” You offer a knowing smile. “Maybe we can figure out a way to make sleeping easier for you. Make you as comfortable as possible so you can drift with a calm mind.” When you remove your hand again he follows it with his eyes, wishing for it to return. When you notice his moment of staring you instantly have an idea spring to mind. Of course! What’s more comforting than having something to hold, or someone holding you?
“Why don’t we try sleeping together?” You ask bluntly. A half second into processing your words Gountess is floundering horribly. Face flushed a deep red and eyes wide. He sputters so bad and quickly you can’t understand him. Then you realize the way you phrased that.
“Oh! Sorry I meant we should sleep in the same bed!” You also feel your cheeks burning. “I think having a body next to you would help and it’s as good a place as any to start.” Explaining it helps you both calm a little but the room still ends up feeling several degrees hotter after that.
~~~
When night falls you make your way to Gountess’s room and knock. When he replies that you can enter you’re eager to actually get a glimpse of the man’s room. Stepping in you notice he’s already in his bed, wheelchair folded and propped against the wall. When you look at Gountess proper you notice he’s reading a book. Stepping up to the other side of the bed you crawl on top of the blankets and shuffle over to peek at what he’s reading.
“It’s a novel Corvus leant me. I can read it aloud if you’d like to hear?” He offers with a smile. You nod and lean into his shoulder while you listen, his chest flutters a bit in response. The pressure your body puts on his shoulder is something grounding, comforting. He reads on for a while before his voice is cut off by a yawn you don’t manage to push down. Chuckling he closes the book and places it off to the side.
“We should sleep.” He reaches for the light on the nightstand and clicks it off, enveloping the room in a quiet darkness. You both get comfortable under the covers and you wish Gountess goodnight before letting a hand rest on his over the blankets. Just an extra reminder that you’re here and it’s okay to let himself fully relax. He lets your hands stay that way as he closes his eyes and drifts off.
It’s the deepest part of the night when you’re startled awake by a shout and violent shifting in the bed. Sitting up fast you can make out Gountess’s shaking form and hear his rapid breathing. Hesitantly you reach for him, placing a gentle hand on his arm. He reacts instantly, flinching away like your touch burns him. “Hey, it’s okay. It’s me.” You whisper. Leaning across him you flick the light back on and a warm glow reveals you to him.
He’s visibly sweating and his breaths haven’t fully eased yet. But slowly he recognizes you. When you notice he’s coming around you place both hands on him, tugging him into you as you hug him tight. He nearly shatters at that, sobbing silently into your sleep shirt and clutching the fabric like a lifeline. “God… it never ends…” his watery voice tugs at your heart. When you pull away you press a kiss to his cheek, a soft peck meant to help ease and distract his mind.
“I’m sorry G-“ His lips press over yours fiercely. It’s a sudden reaction, his body moving before his mind. Years of withdrawal from any physical contact boiling over into one impulsive grasping of straws. You barely get a second to react before he pulls away again and starts purposely apologizing. Stuttered and hurried in his explanation you can hardly get a word in edgewise to reassure him that it was okay.
Instead you end up having to silence him in an action that can speak for you. You cup his cheeks slowly and lean in, your lips press to his easily and he stiffens under them. When you’re the one to pull away he follows you a bit, recapturing them for a small moment. With a breaths passing you lean in again, taking the lead and kissing the man with much more intent. Gountess lets his hands wander, each new sensation under his fingers is nearly brand new to him.
His fingers trail under your shirt, rubbing over your sides and hips. One of you hands trails into his long hair while the other rests high on one of his thighs. Each time you two pull apart there’s mere seconds between before you’re connecting again. Wet sounds of kissing and tongues intermingling fill the night air. Soon you’re shifted to crawl into the man’s lap and press yourself against him. He leans into the headboard, hands becoming bolder as he lifts your shirt over your head. With your chest now bare to him he pulls away to take in the view, breathless and face flush.
Leaning in he presses kisses to your collarbone and trails it down to your nipple, pulling it into his mouth with a gentle suction. Your breath hitches and rocks your hips into his in response. Soft moans are his reward so he keeps it up, adding teasing nips and sucking marks on his way to give your other side the same treatment. You can feel him hardening under you, just the fabric of his and your sleep shorts keeping the two of you apart. “Gountess.” You whine as you press harder against him.
Pulling away he locks his eyes with yours. For a moment he needs reassurance. “Is this okay? We don’t have to do anything else. You’re being generous enough.” His words frustrate you a bit, is he implying that you were doing this out of pity? Your hands leave his person as you lean back. Crawling out of his lap he’s sure you’re rethinking your actions. Instead you just pull your pants off before crawling closer again, one hand slides over his bulge as you blink at him with a very heated gaze.
“Do you want me to stop Gountess? I can anytime but don’t think I’m not right where I want to be.” Your fingers tighten around his aching length causing him to groan. His hands clench around the sheets as he bites his lip. But you don’t keep going, you want him to say it, admit that this is what he truly wants.
“No! D-don’t stop please… Please, I want to.” His voice is strained like he’s never been used to taking what he wants. You go easy on him, looping your thumbs around his waistband before tugging his pants down. His cock springs to attention, head lacking and throbbing. The man cringes and turns his face away in embarrassment. Your eyes widen at the size of him, it’s always the quiet ones…
Using your hands you start slowly pumping his length. He shudders at the long unfamiliar feeling. Before long you’re squeezing just slightly and quickening your movements enjoying watching him fall apart. Each whimper and moan makes you ache to have him inside you. Your free hand trails down, fingers tracing your entrance before dipping in. Watching you he bites one of his knuckles and groans, hips bucking into your hand.
It only takes minutes for Gountess to start moaning fast and uncontrolled, bucking into your hand the best he can. You praise him excessively, encouraging him to cum. “You look amazing like this, all needy for me.” You hum leaning closer. “Wanna see you come apart for me.” Your voice is low and sultry. “Cum all over my hand.” Your thumb swipes over the head roughly eager to help him reach his end, hand moving fast between your own legs.
“Hah! Don’t stop!” He whines out through the gasps, one hand reaching to grasp at your wrist. Only seconds later he is spilling over your hand, each heavy pearl of cum running down your hand as you squeeze and pump him through it until it finally stops. He’s breathing is back to shallow as he watches you with tired lidded eyes. You eventually let go of his softening cock to bring your hand to your mouth, licking the remnants off your fingers.
Gountess can feel his body getting tired again, eyes blinking lazily, it’s the first time he’s cum in who knows how long. Seeing how tired he is you decide it’s best to stop for now, there will be time for the two of you to explore this later. For now Gountess should rest before sunlight breaks. You guide him to lay with you again, tucking him into your chest. When his breathing evens and you can hear soft snores with each exhale you smile to yourself.
~~~
In the morning when the man wakes to the warm sight of the morning sun he feels groggy. Rubbing his eyes he notices the slow fall and rise of your chest under his head. Blinking he is quick to sit up, looking down at your still sleeping form, then blinking to the window. He slept? Actually slept until morning? He feels an immense relief fill his chest. He may not have dreamt of anything but nothing was far better than constant terror.
When he hears you start to stir he watches you with a growing smile as you yawn and sit up. Blinking away the remnants of sleep in your eyes you turn to him. “You sleep okay…?” You mumble sleepily only to be cut off by being tugged into a tight hug. Gountess’s arms tight around you as he laughs. Pulling away he presses another firmer, more confident kiss to your lips.
“Thank you.” He says. “You’re amazing.” He hums before pulling you in again, your lips moving together slow, still lazy with sleep. His hands trail over your hips to pull you closer. “Let me return the favor, please it’s the least I can do.” He then helps you reposition to lay your back against his. He has your legs spread open for him while one of his hands works between them. Each thrust of his fingers makes you whine and weakly buck into them. Soft moans slipping past your lips as you press your face into his neck. As you quickly build to your peak you knot your fingers into his long hair to ground yourself. Each breathy moan and clench around his fingers urging him to continue. Your other hand trails down his arm resting on it while he continues.
“Gountess…” you moan into his neck, breathing hot on the skin there. The man just smiles constantly and keeps working you closer and closer to the edge. When your moans quicken so do his fingers, adding another in and curling them against your sweet spot on accident every time. Arching off his lap you press desperately into his fingers as you cum. Your moans are loud as he works you through it, helping you drag the sensation out until you’re breathless. You sink into his arms slowly as you come down.
Gountess knows you two will have to talk about this, figure out what this relationship is. For now though he is happy to bask in the normalcy of this moment that you helped him find again.
(Sorry this took so long! Hope you like it! I should write for Gountess more he is a very interesting character)
Striding down the hall with an irritated expression Tamsy followed the sound of blaring rock music. You’d been with August all day assisting with a new supporter mock up he wanted to work on. That in itself was already irritating. If there’s one thing Tamsy can’t stand it’s the other loud blond’s insistence on monopolizing your time. Tamsy had requested this day off specifically to bask in your undivided attention so naturally he’s going to give the stylist a piece of his mind.
When he barges into the workshop however, the last thing he expected was for you to be splayed out on the workbench. August was working his hand in between your legs with fast and erratic movements. Your eyes are squeezed shut, your breaths are coming out labored, high pitched moans keep coming in between. The excitable man also has your shirt pulled up so your chest is fully exposed. Tamsy can see a mosaic of kiss marks littering your pretty skin which only serves to tick him off more.
Turning off the nearby radio and closing the door with a loud slam he watches the two of you startle. When your teary eyes shift to him at the door you offer a weak waive, clearly exhausted. August cuts in with his loud speaking voice. “Sup Tam-Tam! You came just in time! I was just testing how much sweat resistance this fabric has!” August grins in the other man’s direction, oblivious or uncaring of his sour mood. He watches August pull his fingers from you, making you whine as your building orgasm fizzles. Your back slumps against the sweat slick metal as you try to catch your breath. August has been at it for the better half of three hours, making you cum several times and all just to see how well the fabric whisks away sweat and other fluids.
“You’ve been hogging them, August.” Tamsy crosses his arms as he comes to the other’s side. The other man just grins like he usually would when finding something extremely entertaining.
“Oh yeah?! What are ya gonna do about it?!” His smug tone and daring eyes only dug his hole dealer with the more serious man. Tamsy was quick in his reaction, more than happy to put August in his place.
~~~
“You just don’t know when to shut up do you?” Tamsy’s voice was low, authoritative. August could only whine and make intelligible noises around the thread ball in his mouth. After August got too bold in his teasing, Tamsy had no choice but to use Tokushin to keep him quiet. He also restricted August arms behind his back as well as using threads to secure his thighs flush with the workbench. He stood against it naked and hard, while you were strung up to the ceiling to keep you restrained but still movable. This allowed Tamsy to control your swaying and drive the energetic stylist absolutely nuts by bouncing you back and forth on his cock.
Each slow rock causing August to whine and groan because, while it felt good, he so desperately wanted to move and fuck you like he usually would. At his own rabbit-like pace. Unfortunately for him Tamsy was enjoying torturing him far too much.
“If you want something…” Tamsy whispers close to the other man’s ear. “You should really speak up.” August glared over his shoulder at the scarred man’s smug face. Straining against the threads only served to tighten them more. Tamsy laughed at his misfortune while curling his fingers around the threads securing you. He pulls at them harshly making your hips slam into the other man’s abruptly. You moan out at the quicker intrusion before sighing out Tamsy’s name, begging him to go easy on you.
“Sorry baby, maybe if August was being good you’d be getting fucked properly by now.” His tone is still mocking as he leans his cheek into August’s shoulder. In turn August made more noises hoping to argue with Tamsy’s words but it wasn’t understandable which made him even more frustrated. Tamsy in response just swayed you back and forth slowly, like before. Each slap of your skin to August’s making you moan low as you focus on the feeling of each slow glide of his cock on your insides.
Tamsy is patient unlike the two of you. He’s hard but he can still last a while before he has to deal with it. Right now he’s just enjoying watching the two of you squirm under his control. Every moan and every slick sound of sex is savored, helping him build tension until he can’t take it.
~~~
“Cmon! Put it in already! You’re gonna make them cry!” August is only half kidding, if you wait any longer to finally be able to cum again you might actually start bawling.
“I’m gonna put the gag back on.” Tamsy snaps.
“Ha!” Is all August replies with but he does himself a favor by leaving it at that. After Tamsy finally let him go so they could make you feel good together he wasn’t eager to be restrained again. The position has changed, you’re also unbound and are now being propped up by August while Tamsy traces your entrance with his tip.
When he finally slips in you sigh at the relief and slowly rock your hips down into his. He thankfully doesn’t keep a slow pace. His hips snap into yours eagerly, hands helping you keep up while August lets you rest your back against his chest. The ladder watches closely as Tamsy’s dick disappears into you. He’s biting his lip and fisting his own cock along with each thrust. He couldn’t cum from the slow pace from earlier but now that he’s in control of his own stimulation he’s coming up on that peak fast.
Leaning into your neck he nips at the skin and trails open mouthed kisses along the already marked skin. The younger man has always been the kind to leave marks, Tamsy too, it’s one thing they can always agree on. Your thought is proven correct then you feel Tamsy’s nails digging crescents into your hips. The small bit of pain makes you keen as you stumble closer to your release. “Tamsy, August I’m gonna cum.” You whine out as you struggle to keep your words steady between quick moans. “Please! I-I’m so close!” Your voice devolves into rapid pleas as you close in on your orgasm.
August is happy to give you just what you need and brings his hand down to play with you while Tamsy thrusts even faster. August can even tell that Tamsy is getting close by the expression on his face and the way his breathing comes in fast shallow huffs. Being the giver he is, he also decides to help Tamsy out too. Leaning over you he pulls the other man into a kiss, pushing his tongue into Tamsy’s mouth easily. The overwhelming feeling of you clenching around him and loudly cursing as you fall over the edge distracts the older man and makes him submit to August’s lead in the kiss. His hips stutter as he also finally managed to reach his high, groaning into the kiss.
August leans out of the kiss after and shuffles back, guiding you onto your back again. He starts fisting his cock faster and harder as he replays each moment from the session in his head. Each moan, each blissed out expression. All August can do is let out a choked out moan as he cums in long spurts onto your chest. He thrusts into his hand lazily as he milks the last of it, dripping a bit on your neck and face as he finally finishes. Taking a moment to catch his breath he uses his thumb to wipe his release from your cheek. With an airy giggle he presses his thumb to his tongue with a heated look in his eye before winking at you.
Tamsy huffs as he leans back himself, he’d love to rest against you but now that August made a mess he isn’t so inclined. “You’re actually the worst.” He huffs, pushing his long hair behind his ear with a pout. August just hums smugly at the other man.
“You came when I kissed you. Admit it, you actually liked it huh?” Tamsy is half tempted to string August up naked in the workshop and leave him overnight. Instead he just scoffs and turns his face away. Watching him you notice the tinge of red that creeps up on his neck and tips of his ears. You’d laugh at how cute he’s being if your mind wasn’t still in the clouds.
“Be nice August.” You whisper tiredly as you rest your cheek on the loud man’s thigh. August giggles but relents and starts playing with your hair instead. “Tamsy you wanna cuddle in your room after we clean up?” You ask with half lidded eyes. Tamsy blinks back at you, lips upturning just faintly. Leaning in he pressed a soft kiss to your lips. When he pulls away he sighs dramatically. “I suppose the both of you can sleep in my bed tonight.” He’s really not fooling either of you but you’re content to let him believe he is.
(I hope I captured the black and orange cat energy okay lol I was struggling a bit! I feel like as opposed to an established romantic dynamic between Tamsy and August this plays out as more rivals but trust I sprinkled in the pre poly relationship vibes)
I decided to take on a few requests! To start I’ll only be taking a few at a time and seeing how it goes! So this also means setting up some rules.
Any requests I do can be reader insert or pairings you may enjoy from the fandoms I write for.
These fandoms include:
(Keeping the list small so I don’t overwhelm myself)
Gachiakuta
Witch Hat Atelier
Delicious in Dungeon
KAIJU no 8
Rules:
I will only write x reader stuff for characters 20+ or older.
Any shipping content you would like me to write will NOT contain smut unless the pairing is also 20+ or older -all parties involved
[further clarification on age]
Angst and Sad themes are fine as long as they aren’t too specifically graphic - depictions of SA are not allowed
Most kinks regarding smut are fine but the definite NOs are: impact play, slapping, ddlg, age play, and non-con
I don’t like and won’t write “dark content” in which the reader is in a toxic and helpless situation, example; their partner controlling every aspect of their life and denying them free will or a weak helpless reader that refuses to have a backbone and allowing others to be hurt bc their partner is possessive psycho
You are definitely allowed to request a gender neutral or male reader insert as well as trans specific content (reader or character)! 💕
You can inquire about other fandoms you’d like me to write for but there isn’t a guaranteed yes to those
AU stuff like a/b/o, soulmates, modern au, and stuff like that is fine to request as well
Head canons are also something you can ask for
If something you’re curious about isn’t specified don’t be afraid to ask! 😊
Corvus often wonders what kind of god has cursed him with two lovers who enjoy so much to torture him. One one hand he has Tamsy who constantly uses his beauty and charm to demand things from him. And then there you who loves to tease him, make him squirm and actually voice the things out loud he would never say. Combined you two are his torment and his salvation.
Sitting in his office with his head in his hands he regrets the day he approached the two of you romantically. When you had asked him the other day if there was something he’d always wanted to try, sexually, he was thinking it was just pillow talk. Simple exploration of fantasies. Not that you were going to spring the fantasy on him mid day while he’s in his office. Now he’s stuck trying desperately not to make a sound as you and Tamsy take turns reacting his dick like it’s the last meal you’ll ever have.
Tamsy, he’s sure, wasn’t hard at all to convince of this little game you’re playing. It’s a full house at cleaner HQ right now and nothing would make him happier than hearing Corvus struggle through conversation while Tamsy deep throats him. Thankfully he’s managed to stay mostly quiet, mostly it’s been deep breaths and hitches. You did get one small groan out of him when you swallowed around his length before letting go for Tamsy to graze the sensitive pierced tip with his teeth.
“You two are the worst people I know.” Corvus grits out letting one of his hands trail down to weave into Tamsy’s silky hair. Pushing his chair out and leaning back he bites his lip and peers down at the two of you. Tamsy is suckling his tip while you’re gliding your hot tongue along his shaft. Your eyes lock with his briefly before you pull away with a giggle.
“Oh come on, you’ve never been so excited. I can tell by how much you’re twitching in my hand.” You smirk at him and make a point of fisting his length a few times. His eyes squint at you dangerously, you’ll definitely be in for it when the day is done but for now he has to pretend he’s in his office working. If it had been late in the night or in the comfort of your room you’d be face down ass up for your discretions.
Corvus jolts from his thoughts when he feels nails digging into his thigh. Tamsy is clearly unhappy being ignored while Corvus is fucking you with his eyes. With a pop the smaller man released Corvus from his mouth and glared up at his partner. “You’re so ungrateful, two people want to suck your dick and you’re complaining?” The scarred man rolls his eyes for good measure. You take the opportunity and pull the blond in for a kiss, this turns into a full make out as Tamsy quickly dominates the kiss. Your combined breaths and moans stir the ache in Corvus’s abdomen as you eagerly pump him with your hand.
When you two break apart again you’re out of breath. Tamsy, ever the masochist, is quick to guide you to take all of Corvus at once. He presses you to take him down your throat causing you to gag and swallow again around the larger man. Corvus is about to scold Tamsy but before he can you’re already sliding off of him with excess drool still stringing you to him. With a breath you take his cock back in eagerly while Tamsy pets your hair and praises you. Corvus can also see your hand slide up Tamsy’s thigh before slipping into the other man’s pants to work him along with your bobbing.
Corvus bucks his hips when he hears Tamsy’s less composed moans. The leader of the cleaners can feel his composure crumbling as you double your efforts and take him at a quicker pace. He’s teetering on the edge of release and listening to Tamsy moaning is bringing him to that end quicker. With a deep groan Corvus finally lets go and cums down your throat. Each hot spurt of his release is punctuated by small stuttered thrusts into your mouth. When he’s finally finished you pull away to immediately pull Tamsy into another make out session. Corvus watches his tired eyes as you and Tamsy swap spit and cum back and forth.
Your session is getting far too intense to remain under the desk so you quickly pull Tamsy along with you out from under it. Now that you’re both out from under it you take the initiative to push Tamsy to lay down on top of it. Crawling onto it with him you straddle his lap and before shuffling your pants down. Corvus is just watching in awe as his partners just take what they need right in the middle of his office. As soon as you’re both exposed enough from the waist down you’re sliding down Tansy's dick and starting a hurried pace. Tamsy’s hands grip your hips harshly as he keens and moans out how he won’t last. Your other partner watches as you simply swallow the other man’s words with another kiss and continue rolling your hips eagerly.
It only takes minutes for Tamsy to paint your insides as a shuddering mess on the desk. His cum drips from you as you climb off the man and breathe out slowly. Your look almost dazed as you catch your breath. Standing up from his chair Corvus is quick to help steady you as you recover from the intense exertion. Instead of just lulling into his arms though you lean into Tamsy’s sweaty chest and use a hand to expose your still twitching entrance to your larger partner. God if someone were to walk in right now he’d have to resign as leader and never return to show his face ever again.
“Wanna cum Arkha…” your breaths are still uneven as you look back at him with a small pout. “Please.” All it took was you asking nicely and now Corvus can’t seem to bring himself to care if anyone catches you three. With a few pumps he slides into you happily with a Tamsy’s cum helping him glide in easily. He practically mounts you over the surface of the polished wood, pressing your body against Tamsy’s with each harsh snap of his hips. Your soft stomach is pinning Tamsy’s over sensitive cock to his more lean form, causing friction to overwhelm him and push him closer to a dry orgasm. None of you are bothering to hold in the sounds you’re making anymore. Every one of your moans bounces off the walls of Corvus’s office threatening to expose your lude behavior to anyone passing by.
Just like Tamsy it doesn’t take you very long to get there after everything else. You’re squeezing around Corvus like a vice and each waive of overwhelming pleasure has you shaking and clinging to your other partner beneath you. As you’re coming down Tamsy is whispering sweet nothings and more praises at you. Corvus pulls out after the last of your aftershocks dissipate. Not wanting you to keep you two exposed like this on his desk he helps migrate you both to the couch.
“I’ll go grab you two a change of clothes.” He says while tucking himself away and smoothing out his hair. When he makes it to the door and pulls the handle he is surprised by the immediate rebuff of force and glances down to find the door had been locked the whole time. Turning his head to glance in your direction you offer him a sleepy thumbs up as you curl closer to Tamsy on the couch. With a huff Corvus unlocks the door and peaks out into the hall. It’s near dead silent.
“I told everyone you requested mandatory training out in the courtyard this afternoon.” You call from inside the office. With a sigh of intense relief Corvus lips out with a much more relaxed demeanor. When he has fully retreated from the office Tamsy shifts a bit to lay down fully and pull you on top of him. One of his hands rubs your back idly while he stares up at the ceiling.
“Did he share any other fantasies with you?” Tamsy asks, tiredness putting a gravely tone to his voice.
“Mhm.” You hum into his chest. “He warns you to use Tokushin on him.” You mumble with a yawn.
“If the training was ‘mandatory’ why has no one asked after you and I?” He thinks about what you said just moments before Corvus left.
“I told Gris you were sick and that Corvus and I were worried about infecting everyone. They think we’re in bed resting and taking care of you.” You explain causally.
“You just thought of everything didn’t you?” The man laughs and playfully pinches your side making you squeal and laugh against him.
As Corvus is on his way back to the office he hears his voice being called. Turning around he sees Gris jogging up to him with a smile. “Hey boss! You must be feeling okay still. That’s great!” Corvus just blinks at the man for a moment before smiling.
“Yes, I’m feeling fine.” He nods. He isn't sure what to respond with or why Gris thinks his health was in jeopardy but he plays along regardless.
“Good! Hopefully Tamsy will be feeling better soon. Is your other partner feeling okay?” Gris asks. Corvus toes the line of lying and being truthful to his colleague.
“They’re fine, just tired. I have them both in my office so I shouldn’t keep them waiting.” He excused himself and wished Gris to have a good day before being on his way again.
Gris watches him leave and sighs to himself. The boss should relax more, he thinks. Working all day is going to wear him out for sure…
Hello! I just wanted to say I loved the stuff you wrote for Bundus, I found your blog today and imediately read more (I also really enjoyed the omega enjin x omega reader fic!!! So cute!!!)
I also wanted to ask it you are accepting/plan on taking requests?
AWE! thanks so much!!
To answer about request I’m a bit wary to take them since I’m pretty inconsistent with deadlines I give myself. I do want to do them though. I think I’ll finish this current poll set and then I can post about taking requests and the rules for that, likely I’ll take only very few at a time. :)
I’m also thinking of branching out to other fandoms! So I’ll post which ones I’ll write for!
Your breathing hitches when you feel Bundus pressing his length at your entrance, normally after prepping you can take him with just a bit of initial discomfort but this is different. You’re admittedly very nervous. This time Bro is already sitting snug inside you swaying your other partner to join him. This will be your three’s first attempt at double penetration. Your shaky hands grip Bro’s broad shoulders as you wait for Bundus to start slipping inside. Sensing our tension Bro is quick to pepper your face in kisses.
“Mi amor.” He steals a quick kiss to your lips. “Relajarse…” he trails a few more up your neck. “You know we’d never hurt you.” He finishes rubbing his firm hands over your thighs to help ease you. Taking a deep breath you try to focus on how good it will feel once you get used to the fullness. A kiss to your ear on the other side reminds you your other partner is being so patient with you.
“I’ll go as slow as possible sweetheart, don’t you worry.” Your other lover's southern drawl makes your cheeks burn as you clench around Bro’s length. The shorter man groans at the feeling. Bundus slowly starts pressing the tip in, gently. There's a slight burn as you stretch to accommodate him. Bro hisses at the friction of their dicks sliding against each other in a vice like grip.
You whimper and hide your face in Bros shoulder, biting your bottom lip. Despite the stretch there’s a heat pooling in your abdomen an ache with the desperation of need to be fucked. Bundus circled his arms around your waist, pressing his chest into your back until you ended up laying on top of Bro with the ladder underneath you. At this angle Bundus has a lot more control and begins a very slow rock of his hips. Each deep slow movement makes you groan and jolt. Bro isn’t doing much better, hissing through his teeth and squeezing his rough fingers around your hips.
Bundus peppers loving kissed along your shoulder blade as he sets a pace of small eager thrusts. His larger hands slide up your sides to caress your skin trying to help you feel less overwhelmed. After a good few minutes of adjusting you start feeling a desperate ache to go faster. Rolling you hips back against Bundus you let out a louder moan. Catching on to your need Bro shifts a hand between you bodies to toy with you, providing extra stimulation. A harsh clench is his reward squeezing him tight along with Bundus. Arching into him you press your chest to his while keeping your hips up for Bundus.
“Damn…” Bundus groans deeply, gritting his teeth. “Go easy on me Darlin’” He huffs against your skin. Bro chuckles out past his own deep breathing, sweat dripping down his forehead. “Having trouble keeping up Guapo?” He smirks at him over your shoulder. “Puedo hacerme cargo.” He offers knowing exactly how the old man will react. Bundus breathes out slowly through his nose dampening his playful frustration at his more masculine partner’s behavior.
“Don’t treat me like I’m too old to fuck proper, Mocoso.” He leans in with his own sly grin before sliding his tongue into Bro’s mouth. He proves his point by quickening the snap of his hips each connection of his hips with your ass causing you to sway forward. The quicker sudden motion nearly makes Bro slide out of you while you’re distracted sobbing out frequent moans. “Bundus! Hah! Please!” You whine out trying your best to rut back into his thrusts. Bro readjusts his hips to press in fully again and starts his own pace. Managing to move in your tight heat feels near impossible with how full you are. Eventually they find the perfect motion to glide against each other and keep you full at the same time.
Bro pulls back from Bundus to catch his breath before pulling you into a sweeter more sensual kiss. With his own mouth free Bundus starts leaving bites up your shoulder and neck making you keen into the younger man’s mouth. Bro’s hand keeps playing between your legs with a renewed vigor hopping to get you closer to tipping over the edge. Bundus, spurred on by your frequent moans, starts thrusting harder, rough hands pulling you to him so you get the full promise of his hard length. Your core spasms with each intrusion, stars overwhelming the edges of your vision as you moan into Bro’s mouth.
Finally the tight knot snaps and you pull away to arch your head back, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure. Each harsh rhythmic clench of your insides is impossibly hot. Your mouth hangs open in a silent scream as you weakly thrust your hips back against your two partners. Bro is the next to let go, eyes slamming shut and a loud almost growl like groan slipping past his lips. His arms slip around your waist pulling you against him fully as he fills you with his cum. Sliding out of you he shutters as his cum drips from you slowly onto his crotch and thighs. Bundus seems to be holding out much better; thrusts still strong and deliberate. Each one bullying your sweet spot and threatens to push you into a second orgasm.
“C’mon…” his voice is low, a tone dangerous and demanding. “Just one more.” A groan comes deep in his chest as he lays his crest fully against your back, pressing you harder into the man beneath you. The overstimulation has tears sliding down your cheeks as you try to distract yourself by pulling Bro into a desperate kiss. He gladly keeps you distracted while listening to the siren song of his two partners making love.
It only takes another minute of intense harsh thrusts before you’re tumbling past your second peak. You gasp and whine tilting your hips away from the intense feeling. Bundus reacts immediately by gripping your hips in his large callused hands and slamming you against him with a reckless ferocity that only comes out when he’s about to cum himself. One of your hands cranes back to curl around one of his wrists and hold on as he finally reaches his end. His cum comes out in hot spurts while your core milks him dry. Weak gasping moans are all you can manage after being so fucked out. He tries to keep steady breaths as he finally pulls himself out of you.
“So good for us sweetheart…” he used his hand to catch your chin and turn you to face him for a proper kiss. You sink into it and hum happily, head still fuzzy. When you part again you can feel your body swaying a bit, obviously exhausted. Bundus helps you steady and Bro helps guide you to a better spot on the bed. They take turns between praising you and helping you clean up. By the end of it you’re sleeping soundly between the two. Bro is playing with your hair while Bundus rubs a hand back and forth on your thigh. They chat idly about really nothing, just their usual ‘old man’ banter you’d tease them for.
“What do you have there sweetheart?” Tamsy’s silky voice cuts into the silence of the room. You and Enjin both flinch hard, clearly not expecting him. You turn to him with a weak smile hopelessly trying to pass a convincing expression.
“Nothing!” You shoot out far too quickly while failing to pass Enjin something small behind your back as you turn to face your other partner. Enjin mirrors your turning quickly while clasping whatever it is behind his own back. “Yep! Just gettin’ something to drink!” He tries motioning his head to the kitchen door, a good lie, if Tamsy was a fool.
Before he can blatantly point out both of your obvious behaviors a small but loud ‘mew’ cuts the tension. You and Enjin immediately deflate, caught in the act of sneaking in another stray. At least this time it’s just a kitten and not another kid…
“No!” Tamsy crosses his arms squinting with knitted brows at the both of you. Enjin pulls out the little black puff ball from behind his back and presents it to him like a guilty kid.
“Oh come on baby, it’s raining out and it was all alone.” Enjin’s tone overly pleading as he puts on his puppy eyes just for good measure. The kitten is awfully pathetic looking, damp from the rain and scrawny like it hasn’t eaten in a while. Another small meow from the kitten, slightly quieter and scratchy makes you anxiously shift your footing.
“It can just be for tonight! We can feed him a little and warm him up.” You offer, if you manage this you can try to work on your more stubborn partner over the next few hours. Picking up the small baby from Enjin’s tattooed hands, you hold it close to your chest. It clings to you and starts purring at the feeling of warmth coming off you. “Please Tamsy.” You crease your brows, lower lip jutting out just a little in a bit in a pout.
He sighs frustratedly and pinches the bridge of his nose. “One. Night.” He makes sure to punctuate his point by holding up a stern finger. He usually isn’t swayed by your antics but lucky you guys he’s just too tired to put up an argument. You and Enjin are all smiles after that, happily skipping away with your new little flea bitten friend.
After a quick bath in warm water and a little leftover meat that was too small for a proper meal the kitten was much more active. You sit cross legged on your bed watching Enjin play with it on the floor. “You think it’s a boy or a girl?” You ask tilting your head a little. Enjin hums in thought for a moment.
“I hope it’s a girl.” He says with a smile, wiggling his finger at the kitten who bites it with small sharp teeth.
“It doesn’t matter because we aren’t keeping it.” Tamsy reminds strictly from his spot next to you. He’s laying across the bed on his side watching Enjin with a clear look of disinterest.
“Do you not like cats?” You ask, turning to look at him.
“It’s not that I don’t like them, we just don’t have the time to look after one.” He replies with a sigh. Thinking on for a moment you realize he’s right. None of you are around often to entertain it or feed it regularly. You feel a bit dejected by the realization and your face shows as much. Tamsy makes a point to take your hand in his and rub his thumb across the back to provide a bit of comfort. “It can stay tonight but I think it would be best to find it a different home.” He reasons, placing a kiss to the back of your hand.
Enjin picks the kitten up gently before bringing it over to the bed and placing it right next to Tamsy. “Well you better get in some kitten time too then. Since it's limited time only.” Enjin smirks at the smaller man. Tamsy rolls his eyes but uncurls his fingers from yours to pet the small cat anyway. It purrs loudly at the new attention. Enjin crawls onto the bed and slots himself behind Tamsy to cuddle up in a spooning position.
Tamsy picks up the kitten with one hand, its small body dangling in his hold. “It’s a girl.” He confirms after looking it over closer. Enjin makes a joyous sound like he won some kind of bet. When Tamsy places the cat back down he pulls his arm back to rest it on Enjin’s who was casually resting it on his hip. The kitten immediately starts stepping closer to the longer haired blond, meowing frequently to get his attention. When it closes the gap it rubs up against him and meows more persistently when he doesn’t begin petting her again. Long drawn out meows like it’s whining at him.
You snicker coming to lay across him and trapping the small feline between you both. “She likes you.” You insist, reaching over to pet the kitten but it merely moves from your hand and continues to pester the one person least interested in it. Enjin chuckled at your offended look. After a bit you all decide to settle in for the night, it was already late when you snuck the baby in.
The three of you were all curled up together under the blankets warm and comfortable, your new small addition curling up against Tamsy’s neck. You smile at Tamsy’s content features as they sleep together. When sleep finally finds you the night passes fast. Before you know it your eyes are fluttering open at the sunlight peaking past the curtains. Groaning you turn over in the warm strong arms encircling you. You notice after a second there is an odd amount of room in the bed. Opening your eyes and glancing behind you notice Enjin curling closer in his sleep and Tamsy is no longer in the bed. Sitting up, despite Enjin’s whiney tired protesting, you look around the room. No, he’s not here.
You slip out of Enjin’s arms with a kiss and a promise to return before leaving the room. When you step into the kitchen you find who you’re looking for. Tamsy is stilling at the island, a lock of his hair pinched between his fingers, twirling it and teasing the kitten in play. He finished a cup of tea and sitting next to it is a small saucer of water that’s clearly for your new little friend. He has a very content smile playing on his face, chin resting in his other hand. With a smug smile your step closer and make your presence known.
“Not keepin her huh?” You snark brow arched. He blinks up at you and lets out a small half laugh.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” He says standing up. Picking the kitten up he makes a point of placing it in your hands instead. When you continue eyeing him with your cheeky smug expression he rolls his eyes and leans in to kiss you. When you part again he mutters a quick ‘quit it’. You hum into his lips as you continue stealing kisses. The kitten takes advantage of the distraction to take more swipes at Tamsy’s loose strands.
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After a couple years it was pretty safe to say you never ended up getting rid of your small furry friend. She’s more the cleaner’s cat than just the three of yours. She makes her rounds visiting everyone and often is a bit overfed if you don’t keep track. Absolutely spoiled. Tamsy remains her favorite, trailing after him everywhere he goes around HQ and constantly vocal if he doesn’t give her proper attention.
“Do you think we could get away with a dog?” Enjin whispers in your ear, arm slug over your shoulder, as you sit together on the couch watching Tamsy read while petting his ‘daughter’ who rests comfortably in his lap.
“Oh definitely.” You whisper back with a cheeky grin.
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