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Zanka as your boyfriend!! Reader is gender neutral and set as a cleaner!

The confession was the wildest part, you were one of the few people Zanka felt comfortable letting himself ease up around but he still wanted to come off as level headed (That was not the case). Zanka told Delmon his plan and he agreed to let Zanka take one flower to give to you, the potential romance reminding him of his own wife ❤ ️. Semiu had you two go out on a mission together, just a small trash beast, nothing that dangerous, so Zanka had it planned. He would take out the trash beast to impress you, then give you the flowers and ask for your love, simple right?

Zanka did take out the trash beast on his own, however when it came time to speak, he fumbled HARD. Words stuttered and flooded out, face hot as the sun. Awkwardly holding out the flower and overwhelming his thoughts on how you were going to reject him, but then you didn't and that was the deepest breath Zanka had ever taken before.

Zanka wasn't entirely sure how he should behave dating you, should he bring you gifts? Take you to canvas town to look at the art? Train with you? He settled for the first few month just coming with you on EVERY mission, admiring you in action, and then trying to impress you with his skills aswell.

After the one month mark Zanka nervously asked if you'd want to stay in his room with him through the night occasionally. That first night Zanka realised he had never slept next to another person like this, his heart was thudding out of his chest, closest to the edge of the bed he could get. However when Zanka looked over and saw you sleeping so sound, it was when something in him melted. That constant flutter in his heart died into something warm and content, realising he would do anything to see you like this for the rest of his life.

The first time Zanka said "I love you" was when you were going to sleep after a hard mission. Zanka had tucked you in, cradling you against him so you'd know he was there to keep you safe now, and he spoke quietly against your forehead "Sleep well, I'm not going anywhere.. I love you..." He whispered, quickly pressing a kiss to your forehead. I love you wasn't a phrase Zanka said often, he always said it before bed, and before a mission.

By the gods if you got hurt on a mission he would forget all rational thought and panic, not if you got a cut or bruise, but if you got hit hard. He would run for you instantly, getting you somewhere safe, insisting you stay and rest and let him and the other finish the fight. He can't fight properly knowing you're in danger.

He's not an intimate person, he much prefers unprovocative love. He loves physical touch, it's something he grew into but something he cherishes. He loves holding you hand, having you play with his hair, resting his head in your lap and such. He's not big with words, but he tries for you, to make you know audibly how much he cherishes you.

Still could I ask for headcanons of "Yoriko" from TG

Tamsy Caines X New recruit cleaner!! Tw!! Spoilers | Stalking/obsessive behaviour ! Tamsy, he's not entirely sure how he feels about you. See on one hand he finds you to be his only focus at times, on the other hand it infuriates him that he can't just have you to himself, or can he? He'd sure try, he'd take his time gaining your trust, ask every small thing he can to learn about you, he's not lying about his interest in you.

Tamsy would begin memorizing where you are at certain times of the day just so he could "accidentally" bump into you. He brought you a treat from the city, cake, go on try some, let him wipe off the frosting from your lips so he can learn their texture.

He's quite casual with his touches and charm, he doesn't hurry it instead letting it slowly settle into you like a warm embrace. He'd openly express concern for you going on a mission without him, convincing you to have him come with you for your saftey. He even went to Corvus asking you to be paired with him for missions from now on, he just wants to test the new cleaner is all! He'd put down his hair and beg extra hard so you and him could get a day off, he'd show you how to rollerskate, the first time you'd hear him really giggle. He'd show you around, keep a hand on your waist, or interlock pinkies. That would be the first time he outright says he wants a relationship, he took you to a nicer more cleaned up spot and said it so casually. "You'd date me wouldn't you? I want to, unless I've been misreading the situation oh dear!" and act a tad shy until you said yes. He couldn't decide wether to tell you he was the angel the cleaners were looking for, or let you find out yourself. He wouldn't lie if you figured out and asked, he'd answer truthfully only to you. You're the only person his twisted heart truly desires, and he'd do anything to keep you by his side now, even if that means telling his secrets. If you reacted poorly to finding out who he was, he wouldn't let you leave. He'd trap you with his vital instrument and take you with him to keep you locked up, now he'd still treat you just aswell! If you refused to eat he'd hold your chin and force you to, he doesn't want you Ill sweetheart. He'd tell you that he doesn't want to hurt you, he wants you both be able to.. Love.. eachother, without any malice. He'd get on his hands and knees professing how he promises he'd stop everything else, please don't make him keep you like this.. He can't imagine living without you.. He'd always keep an eye on you wether you realised it or not, when he went on a mission he'd ask Zanka or Delmon to keep an eye on you for him. He'd admit, he sneaks into your room on ocassion to watch you sleep, it's not meant to be creepy, he just likes seeing you so at ease, he doesn't wish to disturb it.

No spoilers!!

Cleaner! Y/N x Enjin

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After a long particularly exhausting day the only thing he wants to do is lay his head down on you, on your shoulder, your head, your lap or chest, he just wants to feel you. You're the one person he would do ANYTHING to keep you safe, including offering himself to a raider if you were in trouble (never ends well)

If he's out on a mission, you don't get to come or go on one yourself. He refuses, he'd never out right give a reason but in truth his nerves are already on fire when you're on a mission alone. Do you really think he could multi task worrying about you and the mission? No, because you take priority.

He tends to dump things onto the other cleaners just to get some more time with you, regardless of he gets in trouble. He wants to yap and yap to you about how terrible a trash beast he fought was, or how cool he looked doing it because your validation is the only one he cares about.

He likes taking baths with you, not even in a sexual manner (sometimes) . He wants to hold you, to know and feel that you're real. He wants to scrub your back and wash your hair, because the act of taking care of you is his peace.

That being said if you wanted to take care of him? He would not fight it at all, he would melt instantly into any care you gave him. You made him a good meal after a long mission? He's eating every last bite even if he wasn't hungry. You hug him the moment he comes home? He'd melt into you, and on very rare moments he'd fall asleep from how nice it felt, just like that and nearly topple you over.

He's jealous and he doesn't even hide it, but he's still subtle. He always keeps a hand around your waist or on your shoulder, pulling you closer when you stray away. He will and has tackled people for trying to flirt with you, following through on his threats.

He made you promise that if there was ever a dangerous situation and people were in danger, not to be a hero, and run. Save yourself first, because he knows in a way he couldn't handle losing you in this dumpster fire. I should make a angst fic out of that ❤️

Angel devil x Y/N

Angel is one of the most emotionally closed off devils. Unlike other devils he understands emotions and has the closest feelings to a human however doesn’t know how to show them or process them.

Angel is complex with how he shows his affection, he really doesn’t. He watches you, quietly but not silent. He wouldn’t be able to outwardly say I love you it’s against his nature, he’s not supposed to care for a human. Instead he sets out your necessities, your breakfast, your lunch, Your dinner, set a warm bath.

When you’re not around Angel will hold your clothes because it’s the closest thing he can get second to touching you without the threat of hurting you, well he wants you to die but he doesn’t want to be the one to kill you (totally).

Angel would yearn listening to you, your voice soothes him. He would never dare imagine touching you, the thought makes his body go tense. At the same time though, all he wants is to be able to feel your skin.

He wouldn’t know how to process it if you two accidentally touched, at first he’d yell at you, asking why the hell you got so close, why weren’t you paying attention. Then he’d come to a stage of joy in a manner, he got to feel your skin, he got to feel you, even if only for a moment. You’d catch him fantasying about it all after that.

GENDER NEUTRAL Y/N!!

He doesn't know how, he doesn't know why, he doesn't understand why you're the only soul that stands out to him. You're ordinary, he's seen all kinds of spirits from the foulest of mankind to the kindest, but for some reason you draw his attention.

It wouldn't start out grand, no no it never would be. He finds the idea redundant and exhausting to put on such a grand sight. Instead he begins to gauge you, silently map out your actions. Gauging how you react when he asks you to let him accompany you through dangerous lands. Gauging how you react when he hovers a hand on your back when he sense's danger.

He's not shy to ask if you're interested in him, willing to go out, he hasn't done it before but he knows how and he wishes to with you, and he'd be pleased if you recpriocated.

He knows now he's allowed to be more curious, to stare at you without shame, check and make sure the cold night isn't affecting you. He need's to have a hand on you, to make sure the ravenous spirits of Teyvat can't hurt you, he already knows the danger you're in being around him but he can't help but want you to stay close.

He want's to hear your voice, to memorize it, so when you die eventually he'll be able to hear your voice among the spirits that haunt him. He only wish's you'd haunt him.

He doesn't raise his voice, no, he quietly calls for you when he can't find you. Yes you told him where you were going, but he can't help but ponder the endless possibilities of what could've happened to you. When he finally see's you again, he wraps an arm around you, while his free hand roams and checks for any injury, doesn't matter if you just went shopping.

|| Shadow milk x Y/N ||

Plays, one of his favourite things. A time he can string together lies and illusions to make something great, better than reality. Thus he’d want to make one for you, about you. Unknown to you he’d make plays about you, yearning more than he’d like to admit. Even making his own voodoo doll of you which may work…

He likes to be held. His body is weak, frail, and you seem to be the only person who can hold him just right. He holds onto you in any way, almost desperately.

His hair is practically another entity, another extension of his mind he can’t control. So it’s constantly wrapping around you, holding you close, watching you. When he’s craving your touch it practically envelopes you.

If he wants your attention he will whine, he will beg, latching onto you.

He likes to bring you gifts, they’re a bit questionable. He likes to bring you jewellery, jewellery embedded with magic so he can keep an eye on you constantly.

POV: SPARTAN-B312 (MC)

I'm genuinely tweaking 🧍‍♂️(I hate this game)

Jorge, in a way, could be looked down on for showing outward compassion by other Spartans, but your team never did. You all cherished him—even if some wouldn't admit it. During a war, you needed that smile of his; otherwise, you might have lost yourself, becoming just a killing machine like you were meant to be in the first place. Even if he never got to outwardly say it, he cherished you a little more than everybody else.

From purposely having you stand slightly behind him when you were on guard, to putting a hand on your shoulder after you saw something horrible—he even once had you help him calm a civilian down. On the rare occasion you weren't fighting the Covenant, he'd chatter—something out of the ordinary for others. He'd try, at least, to get the smallest smile. Even if he couldn't see it, he had a sense for it.

Before he sacrificed himself, whilst giving you his dog tags, he whispered in Hungarian words you'd never heard a Spartan utter before: "Szeretlek." I love you. Something perhaps you didn't understand—but he did, and that was enough.

Even though you didn't save Reach, if he were still there, he wouldn't hold it against you. If he had gotten to see you fight as long as you did—no food, no water, no breaks, over 100 troops sent just to kill you—he would've been damn proud you tried, even if you knew the inevitable.