letting enjin rest his head on your lap and purring contently to you as your fingers play/comb through his hair/undercut. he loves that so much, especially after a looong strenuous mission.
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letting enjin rest his head on your lap and purring contently to you as your fingers play/comb through his hair/undercut. he loves that so much, especially after a looong strenuous mission.
Enjin taking care of his girl <3
anything for you twin @str4yk1dzstan !
you're SPEAKING to me with this one, I'm eternally weak for things like this
fem reader, very fluffy and vanilla
The moment Enjin sees your exhausted form, you're done for. It looks like you're about to cry, bags under your eyes, your hairs a mess, his poor girl is a wreck. He's immediately on you, large hands cupping your cheeks and you just melt against his warmth. "Oh, babydoll, you okay?" His voice is softer than usual, and once he hears just how worn out you are, he's even more gentle. He's guiding you over to sit down on the bed, careful as he undoes your hair and unclips any jewelry you may have on. Unclasping your necklace, his lips find the skin of your neck and what else are you going to do but accept it, he's so warm and cozy.
Next thing you know he's pulling you into his lap, holding you with your back to his chest as he kisses up and down your throat. He keeps murmuring about how pretty you are, how sweet you are, how "that's it, that's my girl, I've got you..." while his hands are snaking up your shirt, so gentle as he rubs your skin. A few minutes of that and he's undressing you, big warm hands running over the length of your body. He keeps promising to take care of you, that you don't need to worry about a thing now that he's got you.
He's got you positioned so you can curl into him, burying your face in his neck as his fingers drag over your slit. He takes pride in the way you jump when his middle finger settles on your clit, rubbing slow circles as he murmurs sweet nothings in your ear.
"See? Told you I got you, just lemme' take care of you, doll."
"That's it baby... you should've asked for a break sooner..."
"Aw, feels good, doesn't it? That's all my girl needed, c'mon babe..."
He usually teases the hell out of you but he's not even mean about it this time, just touching your pretty pussy until you're shaking. If he insists on getting you off multiple times normally, then your legs are going to be jelly by the time he's done. His fingers glued to your puffy little clit until you're near overstimulation. He gets pride out of it to an extent, making his sweet girl turn from anxious and exhausted to a blissed out mess all for him.
When he gets you underneath him, Enjin's the absolute sweetest. Don't you dare think you're doing any of the work when he's right here to make you feel good. It's the slowest thrusts, the drag of his cock against your walls as he coos over how cute you are. You're just taking him so well, looking so pretty underneath him as you give into the rhythm. He's encouraging any and all sound out of you "Good girl, feeling good? Yeah? Fuck, sounding so pretty for me babe.." Despite how good your cunt squeezes him, he's really trying his best to just focus on your pleasure, making you fall apart for him.
He can't help but smile to himself when he sees you cum, pussy squeezing the life out of him and inviting him to his own climax. He's slow to pull out afterwards, pushing the hair out of your face as he lets you come down from your high in his arms. He's kissing all over your face, telling you how good you did, that you're alright now and he's got you. Only pulls away from you to grab a wash cloth to clean you up, landing kisses all over your body just to hear your giggle. He'll help you into some more comfortable clothes, usually one of his t-shirts, before pulling you into his arms to cuddle. If you wanna stay up and talk then he'll light up a cigarette and let you trace his tattoos, he'll listen to you rant about your day or talk about a new book, really anything that's on your mind. If you're tired out, then he's keeping you close as you fall asleep against his warm chest. He'll follow suit soon, but he wants to admire the now peaceful sleeping face of his doll.
whenever 2p enjin sits anywhere near you, his arm is always flung over and resting over your shoulders, and normal enjin is quick to recognize that. so he always finds his way quick to sit on the opposite side of you, trying to inch you closer to him.
' bleghhh was in a bit of a slump today but i wanted to feed y'all, maybe i'll make a smut version of this if anyone desires it..
Showering with Enjin Oneshot
gn!reader | mild suggestiveness | no use of y/n
Some gachiakuta boys with a hyper fem reader <33
Enjin, Gris, Zanka, and Tamsy
cw: not specifically female reader but feminine presenting, Tamsys existence, misgendering/a little transphobia in Tamsys part
Enjin
Ugh he's utterly obsessed. He's heard so much about you, how smart you are, how capable you are in battle, and then he meets you and you're the most gorgeous thing he's ever seen? This man is whipped. He wants that cookie BAD. He tries flirting with you but he's horrible at it, being fake nonchalant and using the worst pickup lines known to man. When they actually work on you he's in awe. (They did not, he's just lucky you have a thing for imbeciles)
Once you're actually in a relationship, he's over the moon. He insists on being dramatically gentlemanly, it's so funny to watch him scramble for the car door in attempt to be suave. Being with you makes him feel protective in a way, like he's able to be strong and in control. He has a similar thing with the kids but his ego thrives off of you. I'm sorry to say it, but I do think part of this is that internally, he does associate your hyper femininity with some kind of weakness. If asked outright, he's appalled by the thought of anyone doubting you, but it is a subconscious thing he's working on.
He's at a point where he doesn't even let you try paying for your hair, nails, and whatever else you need. He's less excited about going shopping with you, but it's all made up when he gets to see his doll dressed up all pretty. Your outfits are just so pretty to him, cute skirts, glittery accessories, and don't even get him started about your makeup. He thinks you're utterly beautiful bare faced, but if his lover is gonna take their time to glam themself up, he's going to appreciate it.
He also loves when you ask for his input on your outfits. "Hm... I dunno babe, could you try on that top again?" He just wants to keep looking at you. He has absolutely nothing helpful to say, just wants to look at his dolly<3
Gris
MY MANNNN he thinks you're the most beautiful thing in the universe. He gets so caring after hard missions, making sure none of your clothes got damaged or stained, but if they did he will sew up tears or scrub at whatever trash beast gunk got on you without complaint. Once he knows you're okay, his next worry is if any of your beloved accessories got damaged. Don't worry because if something is beyond repair, he's happy to buy you more or help you make things if you're the diy type.
He's so happy to show you off to people. Gris himself is a relatively plain looking man when it comes down to it. He makes himself presentable, sure, but function always comes before style. To see his partner put so much effort into their appearance is something he has no real experience with. He is, of course, still delighted to help you pick out your outfits and watch you try things on. I do believe that he's no help at all if you wanted actual input, his baby just looks too good in everything!
Despite your appearance, Gris has complete faith in you and your competence, especially in battle. His lover is badass, it's only extra that you're also so adorable looking. He's so proud to see you kicking raider ass "That's my baby!" type shit, he's so cute. He thinks you're insanely attractive in all stages of glam, full face of makeup and an outfit that took an hour to pick out? He has heart eyes. A simpler look and your standard cleaning uniform? How'd he get this lucky? Bare face and one of his tshirts straight out of bed? Oh he's in love.
Gris would be the best boyfriend in the world and you can't change my mind.
Zanka
Everyone's telling him he can't handle a diva like that, and everyone is right. How are you so pretty? He's so confused on how that's even possible. Before you get together, he's a trainwreck, bright red every time you lock eyes. When you dress up it's even worse. Where is he meant to look, your face? With that glittery eyeshadow and pink lipgloss that twinkles as you laugh? Or maybe your hands, covered in bracelets, nails freshly done, shiny rings on every other finger? No, maybe your hair, so soft looking and littered with accessories. You're too much, and if he tries to drink you all in, he'll just end up staring for hours.
I can't imagine he's been in many, or really any, relationships before, so being with you is completely new territory for him. He's so nervous the first time you both hold hands, he's absolutely sweating, but he's quickly getting addicted to the feeling of your cool rings on his skin. I feel like he's generally really into your jewelry, he like's playing with your necklaces or bracelets, adjusting your accessories, making sure all the bows on your outfit are laying just right. He also can quite easily be convinced to wear matching jewelry.
The first time you're not dressed up in front of him, he treats it like something sacred. Is he even allowed to be seeing you like this? It feels so personal and almost unnerving. Maybe it's your first sleepover or something, and he shows up to your room only to see you with no makeup, pajamas, and your hair unstyled. He's somewhat scared to acknowledge how much you must trust him to let him see you so careless. Even if it's not a big deal to you, it's a huge deal to him. After he gets over that however, he's a little frustrated. How do you still look so god damn pretty?
Tamsy
To put it simply, he is in love with your appearance. You're the perfect combination of useful and beautiful, and what man is going to complain about such a pretty little thing hanging off his arm? It makes him feel powerful in a way, having someone so beautiful that would be so wanted by others completely attached to him. It gives him a rush to know he has yet another leg up on the people around him.
Other than that, I don't think Tamsy is someone who really cares about his partners appearance, so he won't compliment you very often but he doesn't mind your style at all. When he does genuinely compliment you, it's on the effort of whatever you've done. If you did something new or creative with your makeup on it he'll comment on it, usually not excessively, but he wants you to know he noticed. "Oh, you got your nails done. Did you come up with the design?" Again, acknowledgement is more common, but maybe if he's feeling super nice he'd say something more similar to "You put extra effort into your hair today. It looks pretty." I think he struggles with being kind to his partner to an extent. He's just not sure how to say things and he sort of assumes you'll just understand without him vocalizing his thoughts.
Tamsy does really like getting ready with his partner. He's already a high maintenance pretty princess with an excessive morning routine, so he likes being able to share that with his lover. He tries to time things so while you're in the bathroom using the mirror for your makeup, he's applying lotion or getting dressed and vice versa. He'll give little suggestions for what you should do that day, a particular hair style or a color he thinks you'd look nice in. I can honestly see him being really pleasant in moments like this.
This is a little odd and won't hit for some people, but if you don't identify as a woman but still present super feminine, he's so affirming about it. He's insanely strict about correcting people on your pronouns and will not play about you being called a girl. However this is Tamsy we're talking about... He almost makes fun of you for it in private. "You look lovely, angel. You're just dressing so... girly" and when you press about what that means he just shrugs it off. "Nothing, nothing, just an observation." He loves messing with your self confidence, especially if your style is something that brings you comfort. He'll also plant seeds in your mind that he's the only person that understands you and anyone else you could date would just see you as a girl. On a lighter note, if you were to be misgendered or experienced someone being a bigot, he is very kind about it when he's not feeling evil, he'll hold you and let you rant or cry, calling you his sweet little dove as he kisses away your tears.
ex!enjin desperately wants you back 𝜗𝜚
four. four years had passed since you and your now ex boyfriend, enjin, last spoke.
you find yourself at a bar, laughing with your date. your hair was flowing perfectly over your shoulders, short red dress that hugged all your curves, you were overall having a splendid night.
for a moment, you felt a presence, a familiar one. your eyes wandered around the bar when they met him. Enjin, watching you from a distance, with an expression that displayed longing and possession. your breath hitched. he looked different, older, and more handsome than you had remembered.
when your date excused himself to the bathroom, enjin took the opportunity and made his way towards you.
he smiled hesitantly. “hey.” his familiar deep voice sent a shiver down your spine.
“long time no see yeah? how have you been?”
the conversation that followed after was both natural and intensively awkward. he then pointed towards the hallway that lead to the bathroom.
“so who was that guy?” he asked, with a tone you couldn’t quite figure out.
“oh yeah, that’s my date.”
you replied, watching as enjin furrowed his eyebrows. you slightly smirked in return at his obvious expression.
your date returned. before the man could even sit down, enjin urgently stood up from his seat, turning to man and placing a hand on his shoulder, “she’s with me.”
your date, confused, “what?”
enjin scoffed, “you heard me. now leave us alone.”
the man, slightly annoyed, quietly apologized and left. you bursted out laughing, playfully swatting a hand at enjin’s arm as he sat back down next to you.
“your such a dumbass.” you giggled.
the two of you talked for a while, catching up on the lost years. you glanced down at your phone, the visibly late hour glared back at you. as you tell enjin that you’re ready to leave, he offers you a ride. as you mentioned to enjin that you’d be on your way, he offers you a ride home. hesitantly, but surely, you accepted his offer.
the drive home was filled with more stories, laughter, and a familiar warmth between the comfortable silence. as he pulled into the parking lot of your apartment, enjin nervously started to ramble on, words tumbling over one another.
“i… i was wrong, you know? about how things ended.” with an anxious sigh, his hand went to the back of his neck.
“i’ve missed you, so much. i know it’s been a crazy long time, but i’d really like a second chance with you.”
you looked at him, with a soft, questionable gaze. he noticed your expression and began to stutter
“uh- well i mean- you don’t have to if you don’t want to, i just—“ you cut him off, tug him by his shirt, and plant a warm, long kiss onto his lips. you pulled away, climbing into his lap, straddling him.
“i’ve missed you too.” you whispered, a sweet smile spreading across your face as you made eye contact with enjin.
he grinned, a genuine, heartfelt smile that you always adored.
he cupped your face, “i promise you,” he said, looking you up and down,
“i’ll be a better boyfriend this time.”
note: hiiya this is my first time writing! i hope you enjoyed and maybe stick around for more. 𝜗𝜚
you and enjin finally wanting to have a baby together but you just have to go and be perverted about it and ask him to pretend to baby trap you, to take the condom off in the middle of sex without telling you, to make holes in it, something because you think it’s really hot and he genuinely is in awe at how fucking nasty you are
mm getting fucked awake by 2P!Enjin and thinking it’s 1P!Enjin until the lights come on and you look over your shoulder to see the black hair and absolute mean glare in those red eyes
“gggod, he wasn’t lying, this pussy is fucking cruel,” he moans, hand coming down HARD on your ass
“told you man, you cant act like your too good for a cunt that perfect,” your enjin says, leaning against the wall near the light switch. “didn’t think you’d be a fucking freak though and fuck her awake…dirty, man, real dirty.”
