hella impressed. looks you up and down a few times before making a comment. “fuuuck, you’re killing me. do you always look like that?” instantly realizes his comment might come off bad, then rephrases. “look that good i mean.” crosses his arms, wearing a big, giddy ass smirk the rest of your conversation. his eyes find themselves wandering occasionally just so he doesn’t miss out on your extra shine today.
rudo
extremely expressive. wide eyed, gobsmacked. “.. what the.” literally staring at you like you’re a goddess. you could ask him a question and he’s so absorbed in admiring your features that he doesn’t even notice. when snapping back to reality, he’s completely red in the face, repeating his words and apologizing for zoning out like a broken record. “wha— i- yeah, i .. i agree? i- i think?”
zanka
completely thrown off to the point he gets all flustered and fidgety. makes attempts to pretend he isn’t distracted, but immediately loses track of whatever you were saying, and just stares awkwardly for a few moments. “.. uh.. s- shit, what were’ya sayin’?” subtly keeps looking your way. he regrets acknowledging the way you smile and look at him, because now it’s all he can think about.
gris
attempts to stay professional. stares for a bit before adjusting himself. he’s calm and collected, but his responses come slower. its obvious he can’t focus properly. subconsciously finding himself staring more often than he’d like, mentally lecturing himself about it afterward.
tamsy
shifts his weight, eyes widening for a split second before regaining composure. if you call him out, he admits his fascinations. “i can’t help but notice you’re looking quite nice today, aren’t you?” he coos, tilting his head. twirls his hair in his fingers a bit while smiling at you as you continue on.
jabber
raises an eyebrow, then laughs it off immediately, muttering some vague shit loud enough for you to hear — “damn! are you tryin’ to throw me off on purpose??” stares at you with a huge, freaky grin that shows he is no longer listening to what you’re saying, too busy watching your lips move as you speak (well, likely lecturing now)
tall tales and gossip spread fast around headquarters, but are any of them true? ┆ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ gachiakuta men secret kinks
꒰ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ──── featured on the disc: enjin, gris rubion, tamsy caines, follo tsunīto
꒰ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ──── content warnings: nsfw, fem reader, dom & sub reader, edging, spanking, degradation, wax play, light bondage, praise, consensual free üse
𖥔 ݁ ˖ ꒰ ₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ ┆ “i heard a rumor that ENJIN actually likes to be dominated in bed. but there’s no way that’s true, just look at him.”
his rugged appearance sends off a daunting message that he isn’t one to be toyed with, but underneath that persuasive persona is a man who wants to remove the weight from his shoulders and relish in the way your hands move against his slicked cock.
“hah— please baby, you gotta speed up f'me,” he slurs. your hand moves meticulously with vigour, up and down his length as precum carelessly spills from his slit and coats over your skin. his cock is an angry shade of red as it throbs in your grasp.
“just need that warm mouth. please, please baby i need it!” enjin babbles out with a grunt once your pointer finger dips in the gushing tip to collect his juices and trails it down the prominent vein on his cock, towards his heavy balls.
you let out an irritated sigh, “you don’t need my mouth, you want it.” you caress his balls instead, and he loudly hisses through his teeth with his eyes screwed shut, his weeping cock twitches against his stomach.
you sneer with disgust. “you expect me to give you permission to cum when you can’t even differentiate between the two?”
𖥔 ݁ ˖ ꒰ ₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ ┆“i heard a rumor that GRIS is super vanilla during sex. i wouldn’t doubt it. he won’t lift a hand to hurt a fly.”
his patient and sweet nature is all factual to who he is a person, however there is only so much he can tolerate. overwhelming responsibilities and back-to-back raids are headaches as it is, but when you act up in the way that you do, it gives him a pass to take out all his frustrations.
smack! a sudden sharp stinging pain spreads across the skin of your ass, causing you to let a muffled whimper. your back adjusts the arched position it’s in, farthing your stomach into the mattress. gris’ warm palm then soothingly kneads at the effected area afterwards.
“you should know better than to act the way you did today. were you trying to get my attention?” his voice is authoritative, low and guttural. he doesn’t allow you to get a word in as another harsh smack lands on your ass, the sound ripples through the air.
his cock buried deep inside your wet cunt allows for lewd squelching to occur when you attempt to fuck yourself on his length. he stops you with a tight grip onto your hips. not forceful enough cause pain, but enough to feel a hefty amount of pressure against your hipbones.
he tsk at you from above, not satisfied with your greed. “do i need to teach you some manners?”
𖥔 ݁ ˖ ꒰ ₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ ┆ “ i heard a rumor that TAMSY is some kind of sex freak .. but you know it’s always the quiet ones that are the freakiest.”
none of his colleagues truly know him outside of what little he pick and chooses to share, which leads to more outlandish narratives to emerge. he won’t confirm nor deny, although that facade of his cracks so delicately during the dead of night.
the hot wax dribbles off the candle stick and lands in droplets onto your exposed tits, trailing down to your pebbled nipples. you gasp and instinctively clench your thighs together for friction, tamsy takes notice of your actions and lets out a dry chuckle, almost mocking you.
“hmm? does my angel want to be fucked?” his voice is devoid of emotion, tresses of blond hair left loose to inch down his back. a finger of his tugs on the tightly enforced ribbons that restrain against your body. a work of art his craftsmanship is, while you are his muse.
tears softly prickle in the waterline of your eyes. you’re unsure if it’s due to pent up arousal or being up on display like this, you’re slicked folds uncomfortably stick together and the dried up wax sits heavily upon you.
tamsy cocks his head to the side then captures your chin in his grasp, tilting it upwards. his eyes darken with something disgustingly sinister, “i don’t think sluts who cry deserve to be fucked.”
𖥔 ݁ ˖ ꒰ ₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ ┆ “i heard a rumor that FOLLO is waiting until marriage to have sex, he is so innocent that it just makes sense.”
he’s got everyone fooled with that boyish charm of his. from his friends to colleagues, but off the clock it’s almost sickening how depraved and perverted he is. he could fuck you for five hours straight without interruptions, if possible.
he gets off to the mundane aspects of life, curating them to fit a particular fantasy. like sneaking into your bedroom to bully his cock past your slightly parted lips and into your mouth as you’re fast asleep. getting hard from the dazed look on your face as you awake from slumber.
you stir in your sleep, feeling something foreign slowly drag in and out of your mouth until gaining full consciousness, already knowing who is it.
humming contently, you welcome him by using your warm mouth to sweetly wrap around him, cheeks hollowed out as you softly gag in intervals.
follo’s hips instinctively twitch with his set pace soon turning sloppy, “yeah that’s it, you can take it. take it all for me..”
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Relationship headcanons for the Gachiakuta characters🤩
(dada Enjin ofc😛, Zanka… maybe even August and Jabber’s goofy asses🤣 Gris and Riyo, whoever you wanna add girl!) 💕
What would they be like in a relationship, how did they get together, and whatever other details you can think of🤭
“𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭”
a/n: first time writing gachiakuta headcanons for multiple characters… kinda nervous…
but wrote this while listening to lloyd’s be the one and i went ham 😼
ft. enjin, zanka nijiku, august stilza, jabber wonger, riyo reaper, rudo surebrec, gris rubion, follo tunito, tamsy caines, zodyl typhon
enjin
enjin does not fall in love quietly. it starts as irritation. you talk back. you don’t flinch. you don’t look at him like he’s something dangerous that needs to be tiptoed around. immediately suspicious.
the way you get together is the most accidental thing ever. one day you’re bantering during a mission, the next you’re patching him up, sitting way too close, and he suddenly realizes he likes the sound of your voice more than his own thoughts. which is insane. he hates that.
he flirts like he’s joking until he realizes you flirt back just as easily. then suddenly he’s the one getting flustered, cigarette paused mid-air because did you just say that?
enjin is the kind of boyfriend who pretends he’s chill, but is absolutely hovering. not in a controlling way. more like “i’ll lean against this wall casually while watching everything around you.”
arguments are quick, sharp, and honest. no drawn-out drama. you call him out, he scoffs, then ten minutes later he’s sighing and handing you something you forgot because yeah, fine, you were right.
physical affection is constant, but subtle. fingers hooked in your belt loop. his shoulder nudging yours. you sitting between his knees while he smokes, his chin resting on your head.
he trusts you with the ugly parts. the anger, the exhaustion, the moments where he feels like everything is just trash that needs burning. you’re the thing he doesn’t want to destroy.
secretly? he loves when you boss him around. would rather die than admit it.
zanka nijiku
zanka falls first and falls HARD. like embarrassingly hard. the man does not stand a chance.
you get together because you’re nice to him. that’s it. you treat him like he’s competent and capable and not just the butt of the joke, and he’s cooked.
he rehearses confessions in his head for weeks. when he finally tries, he trips over his words so badly that you think he’s joking. he is, in fact, not.
once you’re together, he’s so earnest it hurts. remembers everything. checks in constantly. wants to know if you ate, if you slept, if you’re okay.
he’s anxious in the beginning, always worried he’s not enough for you. one teasing comment too many and he’s spiraling internally until you grab his face and tell him to knock it off.
zanka is surprisingly brave for you. he still gets scared, but he moves anyway if you’re involved.
PDA makes him short-circuit. holding hands? fine. arm around his waist? he’s blushing. kiss on the cheek? he’s gone.
he talks about you like you hung the moon. like loving you is the most obvious thing in the world.
would absolutely let you hype him up before jobs. you say “you’ve got this,” and suddenly he does.
august stilza
august is loud. passionate. expressive with his whole chest. when he talks, people listen whether they want to or not.
you get together through chaos. heated discussions, raised voices, overlapping opinions… until one day you realize none of it feels hostile. it feels alive.
he absolutely hates being rushed. deadlines make him drag his feet out of pure spite. the more pressure he’s under, the slower he moves.
but when he’s left alone? when he’s trusted to work in his own rhythm? august produces absurdly high-quality results in no time flat. it’s almost unfair.
in a relationship, he needs space – but not distance. he wants to know you trust him enough to let him move at his own pace.
august is intensely affectionate when he’s in the mood. dramatic gestures. animated rants that somehow turn into praise about you halfway through.
he’s the kind of partner who defends you loudly. publicly. unapologetically. there is no “quiet support” with him.
arguments are fiery, but honest. voices raised, hands moving, emotions spilling everywhere. but once it’s out, it’s out. no lingering resentment.
he procrastinates emotional conversations the same way he procrastinates work – until suddenly, at 2 AM, he unloads everything with devastating sincerity.
jabber wonger
jabber is a menace. point blank. getting into a relationship with him is chaos from the jump.
it starts as mutual interest mixed with mutual bad decisions. banter that turns sharp. tension that never really leaves the room.
he flirts like he’s picking a fight. gets way too close. grins like he knows something you don’t.
jabber is possessive – not in a soft way, but in a feral “that’s mine and ALL mine” way. you shut it down early or it spirals. surprisingly, he listens (because only you tame him).
once he realizes you won’t be intimidated by him, something shifts. he respects you. that’s rare for him.
he’s intense with affection. grabbing your hand, pulling you into his space, laughing when you roll your eyes.
arguments are explosive, but short-lived. passion burns hot, then burns out just as fast. he cools off quicker than people expect.
jabber would throw hands for you without hesitation. but he’d also sit there quietly if you asked him to.
being with him feels dangerous, exhilarating, and weirdly loyal. if he’s yours, he’s yours.
riyo reaper
riyo lives like the world isn’t that serious. even when it absolutely is.
you get together because you don’t try to change her. you don’t scold her for her bad manners or carefree attitude. instead, you laugh along.
she’s calm in situations that should terrify people. unbeatable opponents, impossible odds – she just shrugs, grins, and moves forward anyway.
riyo is unprofessional to the point of absurdity. eats when she shouldn’t, says what she wants, interrupts people without apology.
she’s also shockingly competent. her laid-back nature isn’t ignorance – it’s confidence.
in a relationship, she’s playful and teasing. pokes fun at you, steals your stuff, lounges way too close just to see how you react.
affection is casual, but constant. leaning against you, draping herself over your shoulders, stealing kisses mid-conversation.
she doesn’t overthink emotions. if she likes you, she likes you. simple.
when things get serious, though, she locks in. her carefree smile doesn’t disappear – it sharpens.
arguments are weirdly short. she doesn’t hold grudges. once she says her piece, she moves on.
rudo surebrec
rudo loves like it’s survival. messy, intense, desperate in a way that makes his chest ache if he thinks about it too long.
you get together in the middle of shared rage. both of you against the world, against the system, against the way things are stacked unfairly. you don’t soften him – you understand him.
he’s awkward with affection at first. doesn’t know what to do with his hands, his words. he shows love by fixing things for you, by giving you objects he repaired like they’re offerings.
rudo gets territorial without realizing it. not in a loud way, more like he instinctively steps closer to you when someone else does.
arguments hurt him deeply. even small ones. he’s scared of abandonment and doesn’t always know how to say that, so he goes quiet instead.
when you reassure him, when you stay, he looks at you like you just saved his life. every time.
he laughs the hardest with you. real, unguarded laughter that surprises even him.
gris rubion
being with gris feels like standing beside someone who knows exactly who he is. there’s no posturing, no insecurity, just quiet confidence built from discipline and experience.
you get together through mutual respect first. he notices the way you work, how you handle yourself under pressure, and he doesn’t hesitate to acknowledge it. praise from gris is never casual; when he gives it, it means something.
he’s an honorable man to his core. he takes pride in doing things right, not fast for the sake of speed, but efficiently and cleanly. when he promises something, he follows through. every time.
in a relationship, gris is steady. dependable in a way that makes you breathe easier. you never have to wonder where you stand with him.
he listens, really listens. doesn’t interrupt, doesn’t rush you. even when he disagrees, he hears you out fully before responding.
gris isn’t afraid to uplift others, especially you. he openly respects your skills and your decisions, never diminishing them to protect his ego.
affection is subtle, but sincere. a hand on your shoulder when you’re tired. walking on the outside of the street. quietly positioning himself between you and danger.
arguments are handled maturely. he doesn’t raise his voice or shut down. he wants resolution, not dominance.
follo tunito
follo’s love is… layered. on the surface, he’s polite, friendly, endlessly considerate. he remembers names, offers help before being asked, smiles easily.
you get together because you see past that surface. you notice how hard he works, how often he pushes himself to be useful, how rarely he allows himself rest.
follo has a strong sense of justice – one rooted in empathy. he hates the idea of people being dismissed as unimportant, faceless, disposable. especially those who lived ordinary lives and were never given a chance to matter.
being with you intensifies that drive. he wants to be someone worthy of standing beside you, someone undeniably useful, undeniably necessary.
inwardly, he struggles with feeling “less than.” like if he stops moving, stops proving himself, he’ll be left behind.
he overextends himself constantly. takes on too much. stays standing long after he should sit down. and you’re often the one telling him to stop, to breathe, to rest.
when you worry about him, it catches him off guard. he’s so used to being the helper that being cared for feels unfamiliar… and overwhelming.
arguments usually stem from this. you telling him he doesn’t need to destroy himself to have value. him quietly admitting he’s scared of being seen as disposable.
affection with follo is gentle. careful. like he’s afraid of doing something wrong. once reassured, though, he’s warm, loyal, and deeply devoted.
tamsy caines
tamsy’s love is restrained, deliberate, and unsettling in how precise it is.
you get together because you don’t flinch away from him. you notice the patterns, the silence, the careful distance he keeps, and instead of demanding answers, you let him exist as he is.
he doesn’t offer affection freely. every touch is intentional. every moment chosen.
tamsy listens more than he speaks. stores information. remembers things you didn’t realize you shared.
he doesn’t express concern openly, but problems around you start disappearing. obstacles removed quietly, efficiently.
jealousy is subtle. dangerous. he doesn’t confront rivals – he simply ensures they no longer pose a threat.
arguments are tense, but controlled. he never explodes; instead, the room feels heavier, quieter. when you call him out, he pauses. considers. adjusts.
opening up for him is fragmented. half-truths. indirect confessions. you piece together who he is over time.
when he trusts you, it’s absolute. you become something precious – something he protects with frightening resolve.
zodyl typhon
zodyl approaches love the way he approaches everything else: strategically, carefully, and with long-term intent.
you get together because you don’t shrink in his presence. you challenge his ideas, question his logic, and refuse to be sidelined.
he respects competence above all else, and when he recognizes it in you, his interest becomes unavoidable.
zodyl isn’t openly affectionate. his love shows in access – bringing you into conversations others aren’t allowed to hear, trusting you with information that matters.
he values your opinion deeply, even when he doesn’t immediately agree. you make him think. that’s rare.
affection is controlled, but intense. lingering eye contact. quiet conversations late at night. his attention fully on you when you speak.
arguments are sharp, intelligent, emotionally charged. neither of you backs down easily, but he never dismisses you.
once committed, his loyalty is unshakable. if you’re his, you’re protected, respected, and treated as an equal.
Where they like to kiss you 😘 (Gachiakuta Edition)
Rudo: Cheek
He may be young, but he got his heart broken. Everything he does is now viewed with caution, almost hostility. Yeah, you're pretty cute an' shit, but that doesn't mean he's easy to open up. However, once you do start dating, likely, he's just gonna keep it simple and kiss your cheek. Just these soft, little pecks around the fat of your cheek are enough; oh god, he's turning red. The fact that he's even kissing is already crazy! He's kissing, and he's only fifteen! Of course, Enjin's all for whatever grade school romance is happening between you two, but Gris at least holds down a few ground rules on teen romance.
Enjin: Mouth, Neck, Back, Chest, Thighs
To be honest, the answer is "Anywhere", but I think these are the go-tos. (This has to be the most areas I've seen for a single character) Enjin's all for a curvy woman, so chest and thighs are obvious; you're constantly covered in bruises and bite marks. Kisses on the back are usually after sex, however, cuddles or surprise hugs behind the back are also acceptable. Mouth and neck are the most affected, usually because he just CAN'T get enough of your taste. You scold him to stop smoking, but he's gotta do something with his mouth. A simple peck throughout the day or just heavily making out in the crevices of the HQ, sucking against your neck just to rouse you into a quickie. Whatever's floating his boat at the moment.
Zanka: Nose, Forehead, Cheek
Soft Zanka for eva 😔✊. No, for real, Zanka's kisses would make you feel so soft and fluffy; every kiss is like taking a bite of your favorite dessert. Usually, he would kiss your cheek since it's the most basic, but just as domestic. He'd kiss your nose every morning before waking you up, or right before you fall asleep, or if he's just feeling a little playful; you two would definitely playfight, so be prepared to be kissed on the nose when he pins you down. He kisses your forehead whenever either of you returns from a mission or when you're sick/injured, lying on the bed, all flushed and tired. You two are so young, and yet you act so domestic; Riyo and Enjin would tease the hell out of both of you.
Riyo: Face
She's a little minx, so stay alert; you never know when you'll get a sneak attack. One moment, you could be training out on the basketball court, the next moment, there's a lip print on your cheek. And you're just like: "Where the hell did that come from?" (Lol, she wasn't even close to you 😭. She just came by in a flash.) You kinda get a little scared with how she's getting away with it, but she just plays it off as a little game. Riyo doesn't mean to scare ya; she just kisses your nose whilst you're cuddling together and rambling about weird dreams.
Gris: Hand
Such a gentleman ❤️. I see Gris being someone who would kiss his partner's scars. The most, of course, being your hands. Even if your Jinki—or whatever weapon you use—is not handheld, you still manage to get scraped by debris and shattered trash beast armor. Bandaged by strong hands and soothed by slightly chapped lips and soft goatee; God, I'm melting just thinking about it. When his strong hands just engulf yours in one swallow, capable of warming your fingertips because his internal heat is so much higher than yours. Lying on the hospital bed, you could feel the warmth radiating from his hands or his lips pressed against your palms as if he were praying for your survival. He's such a sweetheart.
Follo: Nose, Forehead, Mouth
Oh my gosh, him~ 🤧. He makes me giggle and kick my feet. 19 years old and yet the only crush he had was probably that girl from his childhood. While Follo has little romance experience, it's not as bad as Rudo or Zanka. Follo would definitely do Eskimo kisses/nose nuzzles. He'd kiss your nose as an excuse to warm it up, but it just turns into a casual thing, like after you give him a gift or you've finished a chore. He kisses your forehead when you're distressed or you had a nightmare; seeing you in pain only multiplies his ache. But the real passion comes into play when he kisses your lips. He never thought he was a good kisser, but there's some so...good, something warm, something intense of just colliding his lips with yours, sloppily making out not because of lust (well...maybe 😏), but because he just ain't good at it. Mistakes are human, and, me personally, I do NOT care how good you're "supposed" to be at kissing, just as long as you love me dearly.
Tomme: Cheek, Hand
Simple girlie. ✨Highly underrated girlie✨. Tomme doesn't really express physical affection that much; she's probably more of a "words of affirmation" person, but kisses are exchanged commonly. Mainly your cheek when you greet each other, a small peck on your inner cheek, maybe at the junction of your nose. Hand kisses are when you're more intimate, those moments when you're in a daze, lost in your thoughts, but not moving a single muscle because your brain's fogged with random thoughts and fuzz. She kisses your hand because their just involuntarily intertwined with each other, and she, too, is a little tired.
Amo: Cheek, Mouth
Amo is...quite passionate. We are all equally traumatized by her...past events, so that just the words "love" and "Amo" are hard to formulate a sentence, let alone think about it. When Amo loves, Amo loves dearly; it's a binary response, 1 or 0, on or off, fun or icky. So once all systems vote for yes, Amo is attached to your hip. In an instant, her eyes are on you and nothing else. Amo loves, Amo cares, and Amo wants to show you that. Wet kisses on the cheek are the start of it, not even trying to finagle any hand-holding or simpler physical touch. Even straight-up kissing you on the mouth/making out happens randomly, too. She's touch-starved, alright? Boundaries are still a mystery to Amo. She's still trying to move on from Mister and the tower and everything else that happened. And she's still learning about feelings. I know many people reading this are probably getting a little weirded out about it, but we cannot forget what happened. She grew up too fast, and everything Mister taught her was WAY BEYOND what she needed to learned at her age.
Tamsy: Jaw, Neck, Mouth
Ah yes, Tamsy Caines. Good God, where do I begin? These three areas are the perfect spot for his lips to attack. Oh, you flinch when he breathes against your neck? Your breath hitches when his fingers trace your face? You think his lips are soft and plush? A little birdie told him you even thought he was a good kisser? Well, now we've got to test that. Now, of course, these kisses must be private, as if he's getting caught doing such scandalous things to you, even if it's just kissing. He would line your jaw with a few soft pecks, suctioning to your skin. He'll flutter down to your neck, sucking your jugular vein. He wants to bite it, rip it off, and watch the sweet blood flow from your soft, cakey skin, drink it like a vampire. Every kiss siphons your conscience; your knees buckle under a new gravity, commanding you to plummet. He kisses your lips ever-so slightly at first, teasing you by cushioning his lips to yours. Once he does initiate it—once you're prime and ready—he kisses slowly and sensually. And you just feel that rush of lust, of frustration, of desire. Everything just boils into a red-hot fervor. Darling, that's not him biting your lips; you're drawing your own blood.
Bro: Hand, Arms
Another gentle giant, besides Delmon. Bro would literally treat you like porcelain. You just can't get enough of holding his hands, they're so warm ☺️. Bro's hands just cradle yours in holy unison, and it is just ✨perfection✨. He kisses your hands to comfort you, letting all of your troubles wash away. He kisses your arms when you're more intimate, you know? When the day is almost over, Dear and Guita are both in bed, and you just have nothing to do but relax in each other's arms. *swoon~* literally paradise~.
Guita: Face
You playfight. Of course, you playfight. The two of you can't go a day without rolling each other over like two kittens. It's a constant game of who's the strongest—who can pin down the other the fastest? And to be honest, you're tied. However, Guita's funny little secret is distracting you with kisses!!! It's your one weakness; everyone has a weakness. So be prepared to be peppered with kisses unless you want to lose!
Corvus: Hand, Shoulders, Forehead
The best forehead kisses! The ones that truly make you feel safe. The ones that make you cling to him like a lifeline. The ones that make you cry because even the childhood home you grew up in with the people you grew up with and took care of you was truly not enough. Corvus would kiss your hand whenever you greet and before you left; literally, you keep making up new excuses to see the boss, and Semiu is like, "you know what? just go inside." Corvus would kiss your shoulders as a reward for a long day's work. I'm telling you right now his kisses are WORTH IT!!!
Semiu: Jaw, Mouth
She's ✨freaky✨. She's gotta be. A little bit. I want y'all to estimate how many porn magazines she has under her desk. (I'm guessing 27) With how much willpower she holds, capable of holding down the law amongst the Cleaners, she's gotta have some dominating traits. She only kisses during sex, and when she kisses, it hurts. Hickeys lines your jawline, your lips swollen and bleeding from her teeth. What she means to or not, it doesn't matter. Holding down the fort, that's her job since the very beginning.
August: Face, Stomach
Peppers your face like crazy. Nowhere is safe, not even your ears. Even if you say you're not ticklish, somehow this man will make you giggle. His kisses are so random to the point where you can't even guess. You could be standing completely still for hours, modeling a design, and he'll just give the fattest kiss on his cheek. You could be sitting on his lap, lost in thought, and he would peck between your brow. You could be lying in his bed fiddling with your Jinki, and he would just stop whatever he was working on and tickle you with kisses. There's never a rhyme or reason for any of his actions. I bet he also blows raspberries on your stomach to make you laugh, hence why I put that, too.
Eishia: Nose, Cheek
✨Another underrated girlie✨. She's so shy, but it's all worth it in the end. There's only so much Alice could teach her, and only so much August could help, but Eishia tries to be a little more forward. Small efforts, small victories, and we congratulate her for that. The first time she kissed you was the first time you had to go to the infirmary; Eishia wished you and her could hang out more often, but this is not what she meant. She was so scared, but she locked in; her crush was in pain, and she needed to deliver. But throughout the process, she did peck your cheek when you were unconscious, silently praying for your survival. And she did peck your nose when you awoke. Nevertheless, that was both her best and worst moment of her life.
Jabber: Anywhere
Every kiss is a fight for territory and dominance. You don't play fight, you wrestle. Literally kicking and screaming, biting and bruising. It's the "you should see the other guy" meme, but you both look absolutely fucked up. Jabber is a menace with absolutely no self-control when it comes to you. What seems like a simple dogpile blooms a wet patch of saliva and blood on your shoulder. A hug from behind results in a string of kisses down your neck and spine. You shouldn't have kept yourself exposed like that, baby. It won't be a surprise if your whole earlobe is gone one day.
Zodyl: Hand, Mouth, Shoulder
What's this? Zodyl has potential husband material? Why must most villains of fiction able to be the most gentlemanly in a relationship? The big bad himself is able to be soft just for you and only you. He kisses your hand whenever you meet, apologizing for the lack of time. If you're mad at him, he'd kiss your shoulder, emphasizing how much he means his apology. If you're still mad, he kisses your lips. Really, he truly is sorry for leaving you alone—no—for having to live in this horrible place. He means when he says you're always on his mind. He's never felt so domestic like this, like your lives aren't in constant toil and pain, like you don't live in a shitty trash heap. Somewhere beyond this plain, like a dream. He doesn't dream, he plans, he envisions, and now he's trying to manifest whatever sanguine lifestyle the two of you scraped together tenfold.
Fu: Anywhere
Wherever you tell him, he'll kiss you there. You gotta tell him your preferences because he's not gonna do shit until you say something. Literally the shyest of the bunch, can't function without a simple command. It's fine, give him (a lot) some time, but you've gotta snap him out of his obedience obsession. Disturb his comfort.
Cthoni: Clavicle, Neck, Back
Wherever she can hide, basically. Cthoni is not really one for physical affection, but since you're together, she might as well try. She can kiss wherever she can reach, meaning it's probably gonna take her Jinki to reach above your chest. Unless you're lying down—or you're somehow shorter than her—then she's got a chance. She mainly kisses your back because she's a master of the behind-the-back hug, but she'll kiss your neck and clavicle whenever she feels like it, mainly during the off-season.
Momoa: Jaw, Cheek
Another one who tends to hide, shying away from affection due to her introverted self. She only kisses you whenever you're not looking; making eye contact is hard, ok? Especially for her when she tuned out the whole world. Let her hide in the crook of your neck, and maybe, just maybe, she'll kiss your jaw or your cheek. Sometimes, she doesn't really feel like doing anything, so don't expect a lot of kisses, but do cherish the times when she does.
SHY ! Rudo means , he is overly red every time you plant soft kisses against his face .
SHY ! Zanka means , he gets surprised and flustered whenever you leave sweet remarks like that he is cool or a master in his field .
SHY ! Enjin means , there is no shy enjin — but a totally in love one, who does every thing you demand of him.
SHY ! Riyo means , her being super flustered and hiding every time you figure out her feelings and thoughts .
SHY ! Follo means , he is hiding his red ears whenever you smile at him and blaming the cold air .
SHY ! Amo means , she struggles to express herself yet you are patient as ever, making her fall deeper .
SHY ! Eishia means , getting caught by you while she was daydreaming or admiring you .
SHY ! August means , again there is no shy august but an awed one for every outfit you wear because you look lovely every single time.
SHY ! Semiu means , her being flustered in secret first, yet pulling a move to get the same reaction from you .
SHY ! Gris means , he laughs it off when you mention you are aware that he is head over heels ( inwardly dying ) .
SHY ! Fu means , his head feels empty and he goes mute every time you approach him, considering that you are the person he admires the most .
SHY ! Zodyl means , him going insanely silent whenever your hands brush against each other or when you subconsciously grasp on to his clothes .
SHY ! Momoa means , smiling serenely through the shyness and complimenting you in her own ways .
SHY ! Jabber means , third time’s the charm there is not an ounce of shyness or shame in him — but he squeals whenever you are in action because you are super cool .
Enjin loves a good challenge, so when you tell him to put just the tip in cause you've run out of condoms and the pill, he decides it's time to put his pull out game to the test.
He has you in doggy running his hands all over your hips and back after making you cum on his fingers and tongue he finally decides to give you the main course.
He slowly slides in and realizes this is far more than he bargained for when he felt the suckle of your pussy lips against his head "f-fuckk you tryna kill me "he groans as he tries to keep his composure he is fucking Enjin for god's sake not some 2 pump chump no pussy is putting him under, but the clear signs of condensation on his brows and the pinched expression on his face, along with his hands tightening their grip on your hips.
You're still adjusting to his cock slowly entering, just for his grip on your hips to tighten and suddenly he thrusts in fully to the hilt "Enjin what the fuck " you scream reaching behind you to push against his hip.
"Just fuck- wait i need this " grabbing both your hands behind your back so he can easily thrust into you without any issue, his thrusts are fast and erratic with his shaft drilling into your cervix at a punishing pace.
Your mind goes completely blank─ mind turning into mush as he uses his free hand to circle your clit over and over sending straight into your orgasm ─ clenching around him and squeezing the cum right out of him "s─shit ngh" he groans landing a slap to your ass and digs his fingers in as he cums deep in you.
"Fuck that definitely took" staring into your abused cunt that's leaking into the sheets.
𝑮𝑹𝑰𝑺 𝑹𝑼𝑩𝑰𝑶𝑵
Gris has you on all fours on his lap his hand leaving smacks on your ass "going around teasing me all day, bending over so your ass rubs against me and thinking I wouldn't do anything" he smacks you again "if you were that desperate you should've just asked now you're getting punished" your butt is throbbing from his smacks but honestly it's not the only thing throbbing as your pussy leaves a wet spot right on your panties.
"g-gris I'm sorryyyy~" "are you really cause looking at your messy cunt leaking all over my thigh I don't think you're" he pushes your panties to the side and sticks 2 fingers deep inside a nasty squelch follows just to prove his point.
He keeps fingering your pussy at a rough pace curling it just right to rub against your sweet spot and occasionally smacking your pussy lips " I'm gonna c-cumm" suddenly he pulls his fingers out of you and rips your orgasm completely from you and guides you to sit on his lap.
"Now listen you don't cum unless its on my dick and we're gonna play a little game" he pulls out his cock tapping it against your tummy "you see this? you will cum with whatever you can fit of me in you since you were so desperate I'm sure you can take it all right?" He smiles
You stare at his cock that's throbbing against your tummy and slowly lift yourself to try and fit him in you're not some You stare at his cock that's throbbing against your tummy and slowly lift yourself to try and fit him in you can take him you think lining him up and slowly fitting his shaft in but you can't get more than his tip in "here I thought you were desperate for it" pulling out of you just to push only the tip back in he keeps a steady pace fucking up into you but never going passed the tip leaving you on the edge and any time you tries to push more in he spanks your ass.
"S not enough need more" you plead with tears in your eyes and leaving marks on his shoulders "fine" he whispers and fully fills you up with his cock all the way to hilth holding it there and letting you feel his entire girth in you all at once , he has you screaming and shaking in his hands- a hot flash goes through your body then you're gushing all over him and soaking the bed beneath you both
𝑭𝑶𝑳𝑳𝑶 𝑻𝑼𝑵𝑰𝑻𝑶
You and follo have been best friends for a while and you would be lying of you said you didn't want to explore something with him so when you're both having a little movie night with a movie that had one too many sex scenes one thing may have to another with you both sitting on the couch staring at each other as you both got off
Maybe you brought it up maybe he did who knows all you know is that you're now staring at your best friend movie completely forgot about as you rub circles on your clit and rub your nipples through your T-shirt and he strokes his cock right against your cunt.
"A-aghh this is hot y-you look so good" he says as he inches closer the hand stroking his length bumping against the finger on your clit "f-follo ahh 'ts not enoughhh" yousay in a pout looking up at him with doe like eyes pleading with his to just fill you up even just a little bit "you know we can't were s-shit friends" he says like stroking his cock against your pussy is something he does with all his "friends".
"Just the tip okay it's not sex if it's just the tip come on pleaseeee" pleading as you pull him into you and rub against his shaft just rubbing against it and slowly sliding the head in, you both let out a long sigh. Follo goes a head to push in slightly and pull out quickly so he doesn't go more than the head.
His pace is practiced and measured like he's trying his hardest to hold back his breath is ragged. everv time he oushed in he wouldrub on your bud like he's trying his best to please you "you feel so good feels like ahhh- a dream" "g-gonna cum" you whisper into his ear as his pace picks up like he's also chasing his own orgasm.
Right when you cum he pulls out and replaces his length with his fingers and strokes himself right on your stomach spilling all over you.
𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑯𝑨 𝑪𝑶𝑹𝑽𝑼𝑺
Corvus is a big man in every sense of the word, he is tall and broad no matter where you look and he's very much aware of this, so when he decided to finally have sex with you he worried about how you were gonna take him all being the gentle giant he is he swore to himself to only give you the tip and let you get used to that overtime, he's not some beast.
You on the other hand has spent months pinning over corvus and you're not about to get some cookie cutter experience with the absolute monster in his pants, you want ─ no need to be stuffed with every single inches.
Slowly taking off your clothes while chrovus watches from the bed resting against the head in absolute awe of you "damn ma you look so perfect" he whispers into the air like he's too afraid to speak loudly and break whatever spell you have on him.
After taking off your clothes you carefully crawl up to him in only your underwear leaving the main course just for him, finally settling on the apex of his legs grinding hard on the tent between his legs.
"Fuck it's so big babe, feels so gooood" grinding back and forth on him as he slowly undoes your bra─ leaning down and licking and sucking on your nipples and tweaking the other in his hands and fuck the size of his hands is absolutely frying your brain and has you soaking through your panties.
"Come on Corvus, give it to me please" you whisper into his ear picking up the pace of your grinding. "Since you want it so bad, darling" he finally lifts you up and frees his cock and oh God you nearly cum on the spot.
It springs up and smacks his belly button, leaking globs of pre cum and covered in veins, thick─ like 2 hands are not enough thick and throbbing. "I know it looks like a lot so we can take it little be little ma no need to get ahead of yourself" he says looking in straight into your eyes that are blown wide.
Slowly he slips the head in and a whine breaks out of you completely fogging your mind and then he pulls out and feeds it back to you again little by little but never ever going past the head "shit babe your pussy is so tight fuckk" "p─please I need it c─orvus I can take I promiseeee"
He makes a sound like he's fighting for his life to not stuff you full "I'm trying so hard to hold back don─ AGHH" the sound he makes is deep from his chest rattling his whole body as you sink down to the hilt ─ you're whole body is shuddering as you ride his length with tears running down your face and your mouth stuck in an "O" as his cock pushes against all your weak spots making dots appear in your vision.
"Mmmmm s'good" you moan against his shoulder as corvus slams into you after lifting your hips "I'm out here tryna make you get used to me and all your cock hungry brain can think about is dick. dick and more dick" punctuating every word with a hard thrust has drool spilling out of your mouth "are you even listening s─shit or are you already cock drunk ma" all he gets is a high pitched whine as you gush around him, your orgasm completely blind siding you as you twitching and shudder all over him digging your fingers into his back.
Suddenly you're on your back and his cock pushed back in you "did you think we were done, I haven't even come yet you wanted the full thing right ma? "
𝑻𝑨𝑴𝑺𝒀 𝑪𝑨𝑰𝑵𝑬𝑺
Tamsy loved teasing you he has had you ties up with a vibrator stuck to your clit and his hands twisting and turning your nipples. His threads are intricately wrapped around your body leaving marks all over them.
He has you completely under his control but anytime you're on the verge of cumming he takes away the vibe so when he finally gives you his cock you are basically drooling from all the ruined orgasms and the minute he placed his cock at your entrance you nearly came.
Then he leaves it there teasing around the entrance but never going in just egging you on over and over "T-tamsy please" you plead whilst bucking your hips, a slap to your clit has tears spilling from your eyes "beg like you really want it" he says tapping his cock against your pussy as he looks at you with his glass like eyes "please tamsy I'll go anything even if its just the tip anything at all" tears streaming down your face and a pout on your lips he finally eases his tip in but only the tip pushing in and out of you teasing around the entrance giving what you want but not what you need, and with tamsy's threads holding you perfectly in place you can't even move out of his grip.
his pace is slow and methodical easing the tip in and angling it up just to rub enough to have your mind going hazy"gave you what you wanted whore, so you better enjoy it", he has you basically focusing your entire body on the light scrapes he gives you and with his fingers still playing with your nipples and his eyes looking down at you with a clear mocking expression all this with the painful pleasure his threads give you has you cumming all over him, the high creeping unto you in a hot flash as you buck into him and thrash against the restraints.
𝑱𝑨𝑩𝑩𝑬𝑹 𝑾𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑹
Jabber loves a good tease he absolutely getting teased and played around with the high of getting denied what he wants so desperately always gets him riled up to no degree. So when you suggests a game where you tease his cock by allowing him to only fit the tip and whoever cums first has to do what ever the other suggests he honestly doesn't care about the prize he would do whatever you tell him to do even if its you fucking him with a strap fuck now he's hoping he wins so he can suggest that.
You're so excited to do this with jabber cos you already rigged it from the start by giving him aphrodisiac chocolates without his knowledge, cause no matter what you need to try out your strap on him so what's a little higher odds.
Finally on your back completely bare with jabber looking down at you "come on jabber or are you scared? " you say reaching between you both to stroke him running your fingers on the tip spreading the pre spilling from it and slowly guiding him in "so desperate and I'm not even in" he says breathily as the chocolates are slowly taking effect his cock slips in and he nearly cums on the spot cause why is it so hot but no he needs to win but fuck he feels so horny even more than usual and that's saying something.
"Hahh f-fuck am I crazy or is it hahh hot" "what are you already close huhh jabber, that's too easy" you smile knowing you're gonna win this without any issues, just for jabber to pull out a vibe from the bed drawer and place it right on your clit "aghh W-waitt no fairrrr~" you say writhing on his cock as he slowly thrusts the tip back and forth in you "awww close already, that's too easy" he smirks spitting your taunts back at you.
Jabber knew about the aphrodisiac all along he deals with drugs, toxins and poisons of course he knew you tried to get the upper hand on him. You're shuddering and scratching against jabber's hand that's holding the vibrator whining about how it's not fair and how he's a cheater just for him to turn up the vibe " hughh ─s'too much stooopp" jabber's vision is clouding as he fucks into you fuck he needs his entire cock wrapped around you he just need to hold out a little bit knowing you'll cum any minute now.
"Just cum already you know you need it just do as I say s-shit it'll feel so good" his little taunts has you getting right over the edge but you aren't going down alone lifting your hips to have him sink all the way down to the hilt and spew his seed deep in you and you convulse all over him.
"Tie? " he says are he lays beside "tie" you reply "so I can't ask you to fuck me with a strap damn" that has you sitting up immediately "wait you wanted me to fuck you with a strap on as your prize" "yea but I guess that's not happening" "shut up I already bought the strap I wanted to do that as my prize"
"Fuck I love you" he whispers smiling goofily
Finally posted after tumblr deleted and refused to save my drafts for hours and I had to retag 5 times ಥ_ಥ
pairing(s) enjin, zanka, gris, follo, corvus, august & tamsy x cleaner! reader and jabber & zodyl x raider! reader
desc. sharing a kiss with them. (possible manga spoilers for tamsy, food tw for zodyl and body image tw for august)
wc 3017 (each fic is varying in length)
enjin smelling the familiar acrid scent of a recently lit cigarette, you let out a huff of frustration and went off in search of the culprit. it was only several days ago that he had promised to at least make an attempt on cutting back on his habit, especially if he was indeed serious about pursuing you as he had claimed.
finding him seated on a barstool chair that had surely seen better days, you watch his relaxed expression contort into one of horror as he notices the situation he’s gotten himself into. blurting out your name and starting to sound off excuses, you grab the cigarette that was hanging loosely out of the side of his mouth and silenced him with a kiss, causing him to lean back in surprise. before he had the chance to kiss back and place a hand on your waist to pull you closer, you step back and wave the cigarette between the two of your faces, silently reveling in his disgruntled features.
“if you’re serious about me, you’re going to have to give these up.” although you felt a pang of guilt at his disheartened expression, you were standing your ground-his health was far more important. “it’s either me or these.”
catching you off guard, he suddenly snatched the cigarette from your grasp, right before, to your surprise: extinguishing it in the small ash tray on the counter. settling his tattooed hands on your waist and pulling you closer so you were standing in between his legs, he leaned down towards you with lowered eye lids and a smirk resting easily on his lips.
“a guy would have to be crazy to even think of picking cigarettes over you.”
zanka having awaited this day with much anticipation, you shuffle in your seat as you attempt to busy yourself with your novel instead of staring expectantly at the lobby doors, as if that was going to make them come back any faster. “you know, gawking at the door isn’t going to make them get here any faster right?” semiu spoke as if she were reading your mind, not even bothering to look up from her magazines from her seat at the reference desk. “and I already told you they would be back within the hour.” as if you needed reminding again.
“I know that.” you responded to her, actually making an attempt this time to regain interest in the book you had barely made a dent in.
“if you know, then why do you have that ‘lost puppy searching for it’s owner look on your face.’” she teased, now looking up at you over the rim’s of her glasses with a knowing look on her face. “if you don’t quit it I’m going to be forced to tell your boyfriend you waited here for hours for him to return from his mission. it’s honestly cute you missed him so much… even though it’s only been a week.”
“you wouldn’t dare.” entirely embarrassed by the truth in her words, you didn’t bother trying to refute her accusations this time, instead opting to watch the cars pass by. the relationship was still new and this was the longest time you had been apart, but it was something you would have to grow used to eventually.
initially, just to save face and prove semiu wrong, you had intended to wait until the crowd of cleaners and supporters returning from the mission had dispersed to approach him, but that flew out the window as soon as you caught sight of them. in a last strive to preserve what little dignity that remained, you didn’t out right tackle him but the force of you jumping to give him a kiss on his cheek sent him backwards a few inches, causing him to catch you so the both of you weren’t sent tumbling onto the ground. “missed you.” you stated quietly, sliding your arms from around his neck to his shoulders.
he readjusted his hands on your hips before giving you a rare genuine smile. “I missed ya too.”
gris it was no secret to the rest of the cleaners that you and gris had some sort of ‘thing’ going on, but neither of you had ever admitted to anything aloud despite others consistently prying for information. it was obvious to you both that there was a spark there as well, but with the nature of your jobs you never had the chance to act on it… or at least that was the case until recently.
despite never stupidly inserting himself into any dangerous situations, when it came to your safety or anyone else’s he wouldn’t hesitate to jump in or block the attack since with his strength he could block more weight than the average cleaner. this led him to saving you from a trash beast that had snuck up behind you, leaving him to shoulder the brunt of the attack. thankfully, it wasn’t fatal, but he sure got an earful from you on the way back to the cleaners’ headquarters.
on your next mission though, you happened to be seated with him in the front seat (he was driving as usual), and while everyone else filtered out of the car, you stayed back and stared at him. noticing your eyes and that you had yet to leave the car, he turned to face you and was about to ask if everything was okay before you abruptly cut him off.
grabbing a fistful of his uniform, you pulled him downwards and placed your lips on his. while it effectively caught him off guard for a moment, it didn’t take him long to kiss you back, even leaning forward to deepen it. to his disappointment, just as soon as it started it was over.
pulling back and releasing his jacket, you sighed and gave him a once over. “do me a favor and don’t get yourself killed alright?” If there was anytime that gris was going to be careful it was definitely going to be today.
follo the papers scattering every inch of the table before you and the constant quarreling from your coworkers only added to your impending headache. semiu was going to be out on official business for the boss for the next few weeks, so there was much dispute over who was going to carry out her duties in her absence. at this point you were beginning to regret your decision to offer your assistance in exchange from being excluded from the next few missions.
hearing your name be called, you were suddenly snapped out of your thoughts when you noticed several eyes looking at you expectantly. tomme sighed before repeating what she had asked you originally, pointing her finger to a location on the map before you in pursuit to regain your attention that was currently elsewhere.
despite your seemingly lackluster focus to the situation at hand, you honestly weren’t intending to not pay attention, your thoughts were simply occupied elsewhere-or more specifically with someone else… who happened to be walking through the doors right at that moment.
raising his hand in greeting as he approached, he took his cap off and tried to lessen the beaming smile that had begun to take hold on his lips that closely mirrored your own.
“hi.”
“hey. I just wanted to say goodbye before we head out on the next mission.” your shared love struck gaze was shortened when a gloved hand waved in between your face and his own, again snapping you out of it. tomme whined before placing her hands on her hips in frustration.
“how are we supposed to get anything done if you two won’t stop making goo goo eyes at each other?” suddenly flustered, you crossed your arms over your chest, growing defensive even though deep down you knew she was right and didn’t mean anything negative by it… you obviously hadn’t been paying attention and follo’s presence was only making it worse.
“she’s not wrong you know, you haven’t paid attention to a word either of us has said this entire time.” riyo chimed in with a giggle. as if he sensed that you were about to retort something follo interrupts before it’s too late.
“I’ll see you when I get back.” he cuts in before gently tilting your chin upwards, capturing your lips in a kiss that’s a few seconds too short for your liking, before walking away and placing his hat in its rightful position on top of his head.
ignoring what just happened, tomme runs her hand across her face before asking “do you recall anything we just went over?” a beat passes and riyo bursted out in laughter at the absurdity of the situation playing out before her.
“…no.”
corvus hearing nothing after knocking on the door, you let yourself into the boss’ office and were somewhat surprised at the sight you saw before you. instead of in his usual seat at his desk, you find him over to the left of the room, reclined backwards so the length of his body covered the entirety of the couch while seemingly in conversation with someone over a choker.
not wanting to interrupt what could be official business, you begin to turn back before a beckoning gloved finger stops you in your tracks. closing the door, you pad over the carpet before he slides one of his legs off of the couch and onto the floor-effectively giving you enough room to lie down next to him (although it would still be cramped). you guessed the call must’ve not been that important if he didn’t mind you listening in on it unintentionally, but it was a well known fact that he had a soft spot for you despite being kind and fair to everyone.
taking a seat next to him in the already confined space you were trying to fit into, you rest your legs so they’re partially lying over one of his and your feet resting on the arm of the chair, while your head rested on his bicep. shifting to get comfortable, you eventually move so your head so it’s facing him, contentedly watching the intense concentration on his face as he continued the conversation yet moving his free arm around your shoulder to pull you impossibly closer.
grabbing your gloved hand from where it currently cradled his face, he gently brought it up to his face and place a chaste kiss on the inside of your wrist, not breaking eye contact as he did so. at the moment, you weren’t sure what this was, but you liked the direction it was going in.
august despite going through some rigorous training in your tenure as a cleaner, doing your best to stand completely still for over an hour while your boyfriend hovered around making adjustments to his latest creation may have been your hardest job yet. “august,” you complained, settling down on the stool you had been standing on, being mindful to not accidentally stab yourself with one of the various pin’s holding the garment together. “why can’t you use one of your mannequins? I’m sure they’ve got better proportions than I do anyway.”
“babe? are you serious?” he said incredulously, looking at you over the rim’s of his shades with a shocked expression. “you’re perfect. why do you think I reference you when sketching the majority of my designs? you’re literally my muse?!” now it was your turn to be shocked, previously you had assumed that he just used you as a model because no one else was willing to pose or deal with his “eccentric” personality for longer than a few minutes.
“and besides,” he began to correct your previous statement, diligent fingers adjusting a band that ran around your midsection, leaving butterflies looming under the areas his hands brushed. “I’m only altering now, do you need a break.” unable to speak, you simply shook your head ‘no’ and were forced to reconcile with what your just learned, which became more difficult as he continued to work.
as his girlfriend, you obviously thought he was attractive but that aspect was doubled when you watched him work, with his hair pulled back into a high pony tail giving you a full view on the uncharacteristically concentrated look on his face. it didn’t help that as he went back and forth from you to the sewing machine, the bulk of the work he had left was adjusting the sleeves and collar, which did nothing but add to your currently flustered state.
by this point he had removed all of the pins, sewed everything together and had picked you up (not that he needed to but the gesture was appreciated nonetheless) off of the stool to set you on the floor, leaving you to admire his craftsmanship in the mirror.
“wow, you’ve really outdone yourself this time.” you praised genuinely, twirling and admiring your reflection in the mirror, catching his unreadable expression as he stroked his chin in thought. “what’s wrong?” he tilted his head, before sighing.
“something still isn’t right.” he claimed, playing with the hem of your blouse, leading you to believe he was going to do some further alterations. instead of doing that and taking you completely by surprise, he leaned down and placed a firm kiss on your lips, the force of which sends you back a bit, leaving you to rest your hands on his shoulders and for him to rest his own on your hips.
“august?” you asked quietly, your biting tone betraying the unnerved look on your face since he was now only a few inches away, your fingers fidgeting in anticipation. “I thought you wanted to do more work on the garment?”
taking a hand to remove his sunglasses and rest them on the his head, he tilts his head and leans impossibly closer so your lips brush when he speaks, lacking his usual exuberant charm and completely serious this time. “yeah, I do. but right now kissing you is more important.”
tamsy feeling a familiar weight rest it’s presence on your pajama clad shoulder, you leaned over to the side to allow him to rest his chin more comfortably. despite this becoming an almost nightly occurrence at this point, you hadn’t the slightest idea what drew the duo toned male to seeking you out of the rest of the cleaners. usually only keeping to himself outside of sarcastic quips and “helpful” suggestions with an underside of passive aggressiveness.
here though, he was different. that shell of dignity and feigned refinement had cracked, and he had both figuratively and literally let his hair down. maybe you should be grateful for his vulnerability. maybe you should be concerned that he’s chosen you to spend time with outside of everyone else. as you both recline against your headboard, seated comfortably between his legs reading your favorite book-you try to not dwell on that too much.
“what are you reading today?” he questions rhetorically, his hands already traveling to cover your own and turn the novel over so he can view the title. “are you going to read it to me?” he whispers in your ear sending a shiver down your spine. unable to form any words, you nod before opening to the page you left off on.
seemingly content with your response, he places a peck on the side of your neck before settling his chin on your shoulder again. you were starting to look forward to this every evening.
jabber despite appearances and his well, interesting behavior and habits jabber could actually be quite the affectionate and doting boyfriend. sure, he’s looking at you with literal hearts in his eyes leading you to be slightly concerned about what he may do next but you love him anyway. this had been going on for about three minutes before you finally decided to turn to him and question him on his odd behavior.
“why are you staring at me?” he tilts his head and his smile widens.
“you’re so hot.” he responds, giggling and causing you to roll your eyes good heartedly, his bluntness causing your heartbeat to quicken.
“thanks.” sighing in content, he gathered you in his arms and began to lay an assault of pecks on your cheek, causing you to erupt in a fit of laughter.
“stop it that tickles!” you eventually get out, playfully shoving him away before you feel a set of teeth bite down and squealing. “oh you are so weird.”
pulling back, he places a genuine kiss on your cheek before snuggling his head into your shoulder.
zodyl taking a bite into your turkey sandwich, you did your best to ignore your boyfriends intense gaze as he sat next to you, his head reclining against the trunk of the tree you were both seated under. to the untrained eye it may appear that he was resting or even slumbering but you knew better. he wasn’t hungry, so you yourself weren’t even sure what he was staring at.
ignoring him as usual when you couldn’t understand what was going on in that brain of his, you continued to enjoy your sandwich before washing it down with some tea. it was a rare day when he wasn’t spending a day toiling around in the lair where the raiders usually resided, and you were intent on enjoying every second of it.
just as you placed the sandwich wrapper in the metal lunch box, you felt him move closer and place his hand at the back of your neck before pulling your faces in closer together until you were kissing. zodyl was nothing if not intense, so it would be a surprise if his kisses were anything but that. placing a hand on the side of his head, you felt the warmth of his cheek underneath your palm.
when he finally pulled away, you watched in fascination with a dash of slight horror as familiar yet unique eye markings appeared on his complexion and his hand began to shift as he held it up, his nails beginning to sharpen.
“interesting.” he commented before pulling you into yet another kiss.
Summary: VISUALLY VERY VERY GRAPHIC SCENARIOS for gachiakuta characters.
Relationships: various x reader (arkha, enjin, tamsy, gris, bro, jabber, follo, semiu, tomme, zodyl, bundus and too lily)
Tags: Smut, fem!bodied reader but it’s friendly for anyone with fem!genitalia
TW: Straight up porn! If you don’t like that, please dni 🙏, smut, VERY FREAKY.
A/N: I highkey feel like nasty for posting this but I just HAD to get this out of my head. I’m only posting something like this once and then go back to our regular programming guys 😃 (unless you guys like this, let me know)
Also friendly reminder my requests are open!
Arkha Corvus - Gentle dom
oh, he’s been at his office for days, hasn’t he? he must be so stressed right? You just had to go help him!
Shhh, be patient, he has to go slow. Otherwise it’ll hurt, and you won’t be able to walk later, dove. Let him take the reins, alright?
You’ve been such a brat today, this is what you wanted, right? With all that teasing. He’s sorry, but you gotta learn how to be good♡
He’s always so sweet to you, putting your pleasure above his own. It’s one of the many ways he has of making up to you that he’s not around as much as he’d want to be :(
He likes to eat sweet things. Like you!
Enjin - Dom
Type of shit he’ll do to tease you.
He can’t take his eyes off you. How could he when the view is this good?
After a long, dangerous and tired mission, the only thing he needs is you.
Good morning, baby! ♡
Spread them legs for me.
Tamsy Caines - Meanest dom of them all
“You want to cum? Okay, then cum on me.”
Absolutely not, you won’t be getting anything else, you don’t deserve more.
He’ll disappear for a day off sometimes and then come back with the prettiest lingerie set you’ve ever seen. Just so he can fuck you in it. You wonder where he buys it though…
He loves to make you watch yourself in the mirror while he fingers you. He owns you and he wants you to know that.
This is as vanilla and loving that you’ll get from Tamsy Caines ♡
Gris Rubion - Gentle dom
Nights like these with him are usually like this. He doesn’t fuck, he makes love to you.
He really knows what he’s doing with those hands.♡
He doesn’t have to hold back when he’s with you right? Let him have this, yeah? Just for a little while. He’ll make it up to you later.
How sweet he is, isn’t he?
You’re so relieved when he comes back to you in one piece. And he has to make sure you’re real, you gotta feel he’s really alive.
Bro Santa - Gentle dom
He’s always so careful with you! And he’s sorry, but he has to make sure that you’re well bred! You can handle him, can’t you?
I’m sorry, but no one can’t convince me he isn’t a boobs man, and he’ll take any chance he gets to grab them ♡
Oh those sweet, sweet moments that you manage to get to yourselves… no missions, no kids, just you and him
Talking about those kind of days, just imagine waking him up like this
He’s the biggest of them all btw. Sure you can take it, right?
Jabber Wonger - Switch (heavy sub lean)
He loves it when you overstimulate him— the pain that comes when you don’t stop sucking the life out of him. Hell, he’ll beg for more.
Fuck yes! He loves it when you ruin his orgasms. Edge him. Edge him. EDGE HIM until he can’t anymore.
Push.his.head.in.between.your.thighs. He’d die a happy man.
Finger his ass. Teach him what it feels like to be stretched open (though he already does, this freak does it to himself too)
He enjoys being the one in pain, the one who gets punished and receive the meanest treatments from you. But he’ll take charge from time to time. Spices things up, don’t it?”
Follo Tunito - Switch (slightly service dom lean)
The first few times Follo and you were together were a bit awkward, fumbling and not knowing what to do or say because he had non to little experience. Thank god he’s a quick learner.
“Am I being good? How are you feeling baby?” Please tell him he’s doing a good job, he loves the praise.
Quick! You don’t have much time before you have to go on a mission! Gosh, couldn’t you both wait a bit longer?
He’d die before admitting that he loves it when you take care of him like this. But in the privacy of your room, he manages to ask you to do this for him ♡
To him, you’re a deity. And he wants to worship you in the ways he knows you deserve. He loves to have your body in his arms and just show you his love.
Semiu Grier - Dom
(drooling)
More often than not, this is the sight that greets you whenever you get to your room after mission that last too long. Can you blame her? Reading magazines isn’t enough anymore!
Semiu will never bottom, but she’ll let you slurp on her tits if you beg enough. (Pro tip: call her mommy, she’ll fold)
There’s absolutely nothing she loves more than using toys in bed with you! It’s just so fun ♡
Literally her wet dreams. Let her bounce on your face please, she promises to be careful. Mostly.
She’ll ride you to oblivion by humping her pussy against yours! Say thank you! ♡
Tomme Mima - Switch (sub lean)
She loves being roughened up, doesn’t she? That’s why she’ll willingly be on all fours for you. She’s so good to you, isn’t she? She deserves to have her reward, right?
Lip kisses! (Or well… those other lips kisses)♡
Makeup date where you were supposed to be trying the new eyeshadows, lipstick shades and brushes that you bought from the market… that took a turn when Tomme said she wanted to play with your pussy…
“W-wait!” The shriek coming from Tomme’s room when you entered while she was busy was loud. She’s so embarrassed but… if you want to watch her then… sure you can.
Awww, you’re both so cute and lovey dovey!♡
Zodyl Typhon - Mean dom
That fucking attitude of yours will get you nowhere, you want to cum so fucking bad? Hm, be grateful he’ll even let you do this.
Yeah, that’s right. Stay put like you should.
Shut up and take it. “That’s right, good little slut” Help him de stress. Everything is so loud lately that he just wants to loose himself in you for a while.
There’s no time for games or foreplay. Lay down and let him do his thing.
You did a good job today. Here’s what you asked him for.
Bundus Begalkeit - Dom
He’s a pretty old school man. But don’t get it twisted, it doesn’t mean that when it’s the right time, he won’t fuck you good. Because he will.
Listening to: Who’s you daddy by Toby Keith
“We can’t go raw, honey.” He tried to say to you when there were no condoms to be found. But he wasn’t really complaining when you guided him inside you.
He knows your body like the palm of his hand. His years of experience always come in handy for him— well, especially for you.
He has big ass hands.
Too Lily - Switch (heavy gentle dom lean)
“Who’s mommy’s pretty partner? You are baby! And you’re being so good for me too. Just a bit longer yeah? I want to enjoy you for a little longer”
She just loves you so much… let her hold you closer, yeah? She’ll make you feel good ♡
“You sure you can handle this strap? It’s pretty big” she asks you with just the tiniest bit of concern. Which goes away the second you start bouncing on it.
She loves to fuck you like this while still in her performance outfits. She finds it very hot.
Oh, she loves to eat you out. Won’t you sit on her face and ride it?
