#follo x reader

Well actually, you tried to hold onto his wrist to stop him but he was physically stronger anyways so it didn't help much.

"Agh, you bitch!" you cursed as you began to cry, the laughter coming to no stop.

"What did you just call me?" he feigned hurt and gasped at your curse, now stopping with the tickling for once.

Of course — being the annoying prankster you are, you used this to advantage to attack him back. Quickly sitting up from the bed, to grasp his face and then leaning in.

"Eh—?" his confusion was cut short by your kisses.

Your lips met his whole face, lipstick smudging on his skin — messy kisses everywhere with the paint lingering. And with no further hesitation, you firmly held onto his cheeks.

That's right. The last kiss landed on his lips, short and sweet.

"Sorry not sorry, you asshole!" you crawled out of his bed as he was about to grasp you.

Yet he failed miserably and you immediately escaped  the room with no hesitation.

"Love— No, wait!" he exclaimed, tripping out of his bed even to trail after you. "I want more!"

In fact he did not care the lip stains on his whole face.

RUDO SUREBREC , actually he was too tired to listen to you !!

　ANOTHER day in the headquarters results in another day of full boredom. That is, because everyone was occupied with missions while Rudo had training the whole time.

But worry not! You are here to keep him company and to help him too. And being with you makes him very happy — there was no second of boredom

whenever you are around.

Now you are taking a break though. Even though you decided quits for today, he still wants to continue and also doesn't shut up about having energy to continue.

"Are we going to continue now?" he asked you.

He laid flat on his back and stared at the ceiling while you sat up from you lying position.

"Unfortunately, I already called quits." you blinked at his persistence and deadpanned, sweat dripping from your chin.

"Really? When?" he shut his eyes for a moment, "when did you say that?"

"Deadass." you huffed out, "you are so tired that you aren't even listening."

"Maybe..." he breathed out, chest heaving up and down.

"Nah not maybe, you are tired." you let out a chuckle before running a hand over your head.

"Can we continue now?"

"With what?"

"...Training?"

"Just shut up." you groaned and covered your sweaty face.

"Okay..."

For a while, silence settled between the two of you. A nice and quiet moment, what you desperately needed. But Rudo had other plans, now parting his lips again to ask the same.

"Are you ready now?"

"You know what I'm ready for?" you dragged out a chuckle as you lifted yourself up.

"Huh? What?" you helped him stand up.

"For this..."

Your hand found its place behind his neck and your other against his cheek as you pulled him towards you, placing multiple kisses all over his face.

And this definitely stunned the heck out of him, twitching in his position. He forced himself to shut up again and pressed his lips together.

His whole exploded in one simple colour, similar to his eyes.

"Pfft— Look at you!" you giggled as you finally kissed him on the lips.

With that — you ran away, several laughter escaping your mouth as you ran away from the crime scene. Rudo was stiff, to say at least. Dreams forming in his mind.

Bedazzled by you.

ZANKA NIJIKU , his whole attention focused on his jinki rather than you so you hid it !!

　"DID ya perhaps see my Assistaff, [name]?"

As soon as he entered your comfort place, you flinched in momentary surprise. His last words echoed shortly after in your mind before you whipped your head towards his direction.

"Oof..." you let out

Because well — you didn't expecting him to be so quick to give you a brief visit after noticing his Jinki was missing. The Jinki, that currently was in your hold right now.

His eyes narrowed slightly before raising a brow and asking, "where did ya plan to hide it?"

"Uh... Nowhere..! I was cleaning it a bit." you gave him a nervous grin.

With that, you quickly stood up and ran towards him — shocking him a bit. Were you about to attack him? Did you have something up your sleeve? Are you going to push him aside to escape?

"Hey..! This won't work, ya know—!"

But the doubt didn't last for long until you peppered his face with several kisses — everywhere. Forehead, nose, cheeks, eyes. And then you paused for a split second.

Just to smash your lips against his, creating a sweet and brief kiss.

Every thought vanished into thin air as he blinked rapidly, feeling your hand press against his chest to gently push him aside and escape from his wrath. Or well, his love now.

"...W-Wait..!" he stuttered out, stumbling over his own words as his cheeks were painted in a rosy red.

"Sorry!" you exclaimed, still running down the hallway with his stick.

"N-No need to be sorry!" his hand reached out for your figure in hopelessness.

Scratch that — his whole face was red as a tomato. Not only his cheeks. The crush slowly creeping up his neck and ears, steam rushing out of his head even.

Did you just... kiss him and proceeded to run away?

FOLLO TUNITO , oh god he looked so happy rambling you just did it !!

　"—THAT thing was probably the strongest I have ever encountered so far."

Follo heaved out a sigh, bringing his cup to his lips to take a sip of his refreshing tea you made him. "But luckily, Rudo was there to land the final blow."

His lips curled into the sweetest smile, probably the sweetest you have ever seen in your entire life — the whole seventeen years of living. Yes, you are sure of that.

"Mmh yeah?" you hummed, leaning your cheek against your palm.

"Oh sorry, did I bore you?" his expression converted into a worried one and apologised, "I didn't mean to. You are tired, aren't you?"

"No, I'm not tired nor am I bored." you admitted honestly with a blank expression.

"Really?" he sweat dropped, not quite sure to put believe in your words.

"Yeah..." you trailed off slowly, "I love listening to you. I love that you always care."

Eyes flickering around his whole until they landed on his lips. It didn't take long as a mischievous grin adorned your face, getting your head off your hand.

"W-Where is that coming from?" he stuttered, cheeks heating up.

"I love you so much." the grin turned into a smile.

You rose from the seat and leaned over, back bending to reach his face — grasping his head to surprise him with multiple kisses.

"[name]..!" he breathed out in embarrassment, holding onto your wrists.

The last kiss reached his lips before you quickly turned your back to him and hurried away, all of a sudden. Leaving him alone.

Confused, bedazzled, cold. And a bit sad.

But never mind, he had to register what just happened right now.

"Wait, I need an explanation!" he immediately stood up and chased you.

Simple as that is — there was no explanation.

FU OROSTER , when jabber suggested the prank you were totally invested !!

　"PFFT yeah you should totally do that!"

Jabber giggled beside you, his nail trailing down your skin — which made you flinch in return, face converting into a disgusted one while brushing off the imaginary dirt off your arm.

"Eugh... Never touch me with that crusty, nasty nail again." you warned and narrowed your eyes.

Another giggle erupted his mouth as he folded his hands, placing his chin over them to smile innocently at you and batting his lashes. A shudder ran down your spine at that.

"Get out of my face." your lips formed a straight line.

"No way! You gotta smooch his face first. Ain't no way I'm missing all that." he titled his head.

"Poor him." Momoa murmured under her breath, dragging her gaze across the magazine you brought for her.

For once she felt like hanging out with you not Jabber yet that sweet beautiful time got interrupted as the brown haired male suggested to prank Fu and well. You didn't say no.

And she figured, you were probably invested about the idea.

The chances are high you are doing that.

"What? Poor me!" Jabber emphasised the last word, gaze landing on the mentioned boy.

"Shut it." you rolled your eyes and rose from the seat, although your cheeks were cherry red.

"Got yer ass!"

"No, you didn't!" you denied and turned your heel, walking up to your boyfriend.

"[name]..!" as soon as he noticed you heading towards him, he lifted his head to give you a smile.

"Love." you returned his smile, suddenly feeling all giddy before placing your lips against his cheek.

"Eh!?" he froze on spot, head immediately caught by his blood — feeling too shy to move an inch from his position.

The last kiss on his lips lasted a tinge longer than the ones before, now putting some distance between you two again.

And... You ran away.

Leaving him all red and hesitant.

Should he chase you?

Should he call out for you?

What should he do?

"You're supposed to chase her now!" Jabber called out.

"Really!?" he twitched, head snapping to your direction where you disappeared off to.

"Go on!"

"Y-Yessir..!"

But what should he do after catching up to you?!

Kiss you back?

AUGUST STILZA , he caught you so good in his arms and his face was super close !!

　"MY lovely muse! How does it fit!? Is everything fine and alrighty?!"

You couldn't help but chuckle at his booming voice as you twirled around in the new set of clothes he was sewing for you — something you did not ask for but you cannot stop him anyway.

Aside from the task that he has to sew other outfits for the cleaners, nothing is able to stop him.

That's just his way of dedicating his love and affection for you.

"It first perfectly! I always like yours taste of style!" your hands run through the soft and comfortable material.

"Really!?"

"Yes, really!" you reciprocated his energy and stretch your arms, opening them wide.

"I won't catch you!" he warned.

Yet you didn't head his warning instead, you let yourself fall from the tiny stage and waited — the moment of air hit your skin before you landed into his arms.

"Joking! Joking!" he laughed out loudly.

"I know." you wrapped your arms around his neck and smothered his face with kisses.

That honestly stunned him. For once, lips sealed shut.

Placing your lips everywhere, messily dragging them over his skin and then reaching his lips. Long, lingering and soft. As soon as you parted your lips again?

You grinned at him widely and freed yourself out of his hug, pushing the door open to run away.

"[name], my love, my darling wife, my muse, my beloved!" he cried out after he pulled himself together. He did not waste time chasing you.

Yes. He would waste his time chasing you rather than sewing new outfits.

RIYO REAPER , she annoyed the heck out of you so you decided to silence her !!

　“LET’S play something! I’m so bored, [name].”

Sometimes… Sometimes you are able to demote Riyo to a simple child whenever she’s around you.

Okay maybe you got to scratch that completely, because she was always like that when she hung out with you.

Like right now, having her arms wrapped around your neck as she leaned her whole weight on top of you while bugging the hell out of you. You were busy with something else though.

For your shared work. Because you got forced to write down the whole report for the mission since Riyo was too lazy.

“Entertain me, yeah? I love you so much. Please.” she whispered against your skin.

A vein popped on your forehead though, your hand that was wrapped around the pen coming to a halt.

“Riyo, as much as I love you… You have to give me a break right now.” you heaved out a sigh.

“No way.” she chuckled and leaned in, head almost falling from your shoulder.

“Oh yeah..?” you grumbled under your breath, “how about you write this report?”

“Uh nah, I’m good.” she declined immediately after.

“That’s what I thought.” your eye twitched.

You furrowed your brows and stood up from the seat, carrying her with you and letting her dangle off your shoulders before turning around to face her.

“Are you mad?” she questioned with another laughter.

Only to get silenced by you taking her head gently into your hold, letting your lips rest against her skin and peppering her face with lots of kisses.

“Eh? Wait let me—!” you rudely interrupted her by pressing your mouth against hers.

And with that? You laughed loudly at her dumbfounded expression before turning your back to her and running away.

“Finish the report for me, love!”

She blinked slowly, green eyes landing on the papers and then following your movements. A smile crossed her face as she took right after you.

“No way, I’m doing this after you kissed me!”

ZODYL TYPHON , he just looked so sweet and cute you couldn’t help it !!

　"OH, can you pass me the salt?"

The scent of your savoury soup reached the air as it left behind a trail of smoke behind, the smell hitting your nose and immediately bewitching you — letting you know you were successful.

"Thank you." you murmured, feeling the cold glass pressed against your palm.

"No problem." he gruffly answered, eyes roaming around your kitchen.

Yes. That's right, he was searching for another insect again. You know it too well.

"You will not eat anything else other than what I'm cooking right now." you warned him, gaze wandering to him to catch him twitching subtly.

"Of course..." he trailed off with the faintest sulk before leaning against the counter.

His attentive eyes followed every movement of yours as you stirred the pot, your lips curling into a sweet smile as you gazed at your perfection.

"Can you place this back?" you questioned and turned to him, passing him the salt from earlier.

"Of course." he answered with the same simple words.

"Zodyl, don't be mad." you sighed out.

"I'm not mad."

"Then you're annoyed. Or maybe even sad."

Sad? What's that?

Feels foreign on his tongue and mind ever since you entered his life.

"Uh... I'm not sad." a frown crossed his expressionless face.

"Are you sure?" you placed the wooden spoon to the side, letting the soup boil a bit more.

"Hundred percent." he nodded slowly, already wary of the smile forming on your face.

"Don't lie, yes?"

"I would never lie."

You chuckled at his words and leaned in, brushing your lips gently across his skin — leaving behind a trail of small kisses before it landed on his lips.

"Oh..." he blinked slowly.

"Take care of the soup!" you ran out of the kitchen with those words.

Zodyl though? Torn between two choices.

Either following your demand or letting it burn to chase you — to give you back the attack of kisses.

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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..”

Enjin

Enjin is the type of guy to brag about being able to keep up with you then completely crumble behind closed doors

"Shit, slow down- my dick's about to fall off!"

his chest heaves with every sigh and breathless plea that fell onto deaf ears

he tries to fulfil whatever nasty fantasies you may have (unless it involves his ass; nothing is allowed in there) but it always ends the same way

it always ends with him lying on his back, complaining about how unsatiable you are with a fucked out look on his face while you ride him into oblivion

when he really feels like he's at his limit he makes quick work of flipping you over in order to use his mouth on you

he will literally give you head for as long as you want; anything to give his dick a well deserved break

Follo Tunito

poor Follo was a certified virgin before meeting you so his first sexual parner being so...intense was no easy feat

he gets overstimulated so easy but he wouldn't even dream of stopping you before you're satisfied

he defo needs a safe word because there's NO way he's able to keep up..

he gets embarrassed whenever he cums too quickly but he just cant help it :(((

be sure to praise him and reassure him that he's doing well because he really is trying his best!

DEF a crier and he's so cute too UGHHH MY BABY

by the time you're done with him he's a spent mess, dazed and babbling mindlessly

pls give him the best aftercare, he deserves it :(

August Stilza

talks a big game AND can back it up

he can be just as freaky as you are and has no qualms about going at it like rabbits for hours on end

no matter how tired he gets August will keep slamming his hips into you until you tell him to stop

chances are you guys have fucked on every possible surface of his workroom

he does a great job keeping up with you but it's still possible to wear him out

he's down for whatever you may want to try (including butt stuff unlike Enjin) but when he finally gets tired he gets lazy

"Man, I'm beat!" he'd sigh, falling back into his mattress with his legs spread "Do what you wan't but I'm not movin'!"

and he will literally lay there until you have him dry cumming and twitching

don't worry though, after a power nap he's ready to fuck you/get fucked senseless all over again!

Tamsy Caines (my wife...<3)

he knows just how to handle you without burning himself out too quickly

he's actually quite fond of how needy you can be

his mouth is extremely skilled as well as his hands; he can use them to tame you some before giving you what you really want

i also think Tamsy is a HUGE sadomasochist

he'd tie you up with his tokushin and give you head until you cum at least thrice

he doesn't give you breaks either; its always back to back orgasms with this guy but that's exactly what you were asking for, isn't it?

sometimes he likes to leave you tied up and untouched while he jerks himself off over you just to watch you squirm all teary eyed

he loves it when you beg; maybe if you sweet talk him enough he'll fuck you sooner

other times, when he's feeling extra generous, he'll lay back and let you have your way with him (not without making you work for it though)

Arkha Corvus

a s/o with high libido? lightwork

he can deal with it no problem

he'll manhandle you and fuck you into next week without even breaking a sweat

despite his reserved tendencies his stamina is unmatched

unfortunately you'll never get to see Corvus worn out and overstimulated

no matter how hard you try, you always end up being the one in that state even if it seemed impossible before

he likes to sit back in his office chair and watch you try your best to ride him, smirking while you fall apart on top of him

then once you've decided you were too tired to continue he'd bend you over his desk and take things into his own hands

there's a safe word in place just for YOU because when you complain about him being too much, he's just going to tease you

"Too much? But isn't this what you wanted?"

every time Corvus gets his hands on you he leaves you a shaking mess but you would never have it any other way <3

Jabber Wonger

oh baby he's in LOVE

everyone knows how much of a masochist he is

he'd let you fuck him anywhere and any time you want until neither of you can cum anymore

any position you want him in he's there before you can even finish your sentence

a lot of pathetic begging come's from Jabber, even when he's not exactly sure what he's begging for

harder? softer? does he want you to speed up or slow down? he has no clue but whatever you're doing to him just hurts so good

he's very vocal and doesn't shy away from telling you exactly what he's feeling or thinking

he's not above free use; it doesn't matter what he's doing, the minute you tell him to drop his pants they're gone!

even if you guys have a safe word he is never ever going to use it

hell, you could fuck him until he passes out and he still wouldn't care if you kept going!

when Jabber's reaching his limit he starts drooling and his hips buck uncontrollably while his words start to slur, but even then he'll still complain if you dare to stop

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

It wasn't even your idea, just a passing thought from him to you in the comfort of his workplace. "SO WHAT DO YOU SAY HUH!?" You blinked at him, wait, he's serious? You stare at the beautiful, skin-tight lace in front of you. It was a light pink that was almost completely see-through, with a veil-like curtain that wrapped over the chest area. He hands it to you, waiting for your approval. That's when you grab it and press on the handcrafted lace around the bust edge, "Is this what you were working on for so long? You seriously didn't have to." ... "GO PUT IT ON!" He got up and pushed you out the door and into the bathroom. "AND HURRY."

Once you've put it on, you open the door quietly, peaking to see if anyone is there. When the coast was clear, you went over to his door and quickly went in, shutting the door behind you. That's when you feel a hand on your waist, moving up the sides of the lacing. "AhH! August! I-I didn't see you there!" ... he starts talking to himself, almost in a trance-like state. "The way it sits, the natural lift, hugging the curves..." Once he hits the bottom seam of your bra, he stops. "I KNEW YOU'D LOOK SEXY IN THIS!" The way his delicate hands felt on your skin was a big contrast to the loud and unserious tone in his voice. It has your legs shaking at the oblivious way he was touching you.

What was your plan with this August...

Zanka

You find him sitting out in the courtyard, his legs crossed, and his head lying back against the bench. Probably taking a break from training, that's when you walk over to him and sit next to him. "Hey zanka, watcha doing?" He opens his eyes and tilts his head toward you, his lips part slightly at the sight of your loose white t-shirt. "Just chillin', whatcha doing out here for?" You watch as his eyes wander from your shirt then shoot back to your eyes, sensing you caught him staring. "Just wanna give you company." You scoot closer to him, watching him get more and more nervous as time passes.

"Do you like my new fit?" You lean toward him, your loose shirt falling forward to reveal a baby blue one piece underneath, as a silver necklace connects from your neck and holds your top together with a ring in the middle of your chest. You see his brows furrow as he grabs the front of your shirt and covers your cleavage, pushing you away in the process. "Quit it, we're outside." He would be lying if he said he didn't want to stare a little longer, but it seems you beat him to it. "Let's go inside then." You grin while placing your hand on his, still gripping your shirt, tracing the ring on his middle finger.

It's so hard for him to say no to you, so it's a good thing he never would.

Corvus

You knocked on his office door, a light, quiet one since it was late. "Come in, dear." A light squeak of a doorknob turning before you come in, you were barefoot, and the floor was so cold you held back a shiver. He was facing the window seemingly deep in thought, that's when you come up next to him and put your hand on his chest- "What's the occasion?" You continue to wrap your arms all the way around his neck. "Have I already been caught...?" He smiles and turns toward you, grabbing your chin gently. "You know you can't hide much from me." You smile, then you feel him grab your waist and nudge you in front of him.

He's still making eye contact with you, even when you straddle his hips and run your hand over his jaw. He runs his hand over every row of fabric, as if memorizing it with his fingers. "Did August make this for you?" You whisper close to his ear, "Yeah, I may have commissioned it last week..." You feel his fingers grip your exposed waist, rubbing the gem attached to your waistband.

"well, it looks stunning."

Follo

You find follo playing with guita while sitting by a small coffee table, you thought this would be the perfect opportunity for a little tomfoolery while he's distracted. "Whatcha guys doing?" You watch him look up at you, a slight hue shift in his face seeing you in a really tight turtleneck and baggy shorts. "Oh um... were just playing cards-" "He's losing by the way." She cuts him off with a giggle and puts down another card. "Darn it..." he huffs a sigh and you fall down next to him on the couch, "can I play?" He laughs and puts all his cards on the table, "actually guita was just about to leave on a mission, you can play with me though!" You watch her stand up and hurry out of the room with a rushed goodbye at the sound of bro calling her name.

You smirk at this perfect opportunity, waiting for him to look back at you. "So should I shuffle the deck or y- ah!" He yelped at you grabbing his hand, shuffling closer to him as you put his hand on your chest. "Wanna feel something cool?" He blinks and watches you start to put his hand under the bottom of your shirt. Feeling up the fabric, his mind goes foggy, his face now so red it looks like he might explode. His cold fingers pressing against your warm skin while he grabs your shoulder with his free hand, panting into your ear. "Can you guess the color, Foll?" He looks into your lidded eyes, confused at your trivial question. "U-um... i dunno, red?" "No...guess again." He hesitates as you move his hand to cup your breast. "It's custom, I made it the color of your eyes." He watches you move your shorts down slightly, showing a thin, hazel colored fabric with a little bow in the front.

If your trying to kill this guy, you almost succeeded.

Semiu

You knew she liked this kinda thing after seeing her read those dirty magazines. But of course, this was before you dated. It made you wonder if she still wants to see that kinda stuff... so you decided to go out and get this all-white set. It had little diamonds engraved into the edges and left almost nothing to the imagination. You were almost done putting it on in the comfort of your room when you hear a whistle from behind you, you whip your head around only to see Semiu leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed.

"Close the damn door." She continues staring before shutting the door behind her and walking over to you and grabbing your hips. "Shouldn't you be working?" She laughs at your question, kissing the curve of your neck. "I had a weird feeling you were up to something, seems i was right." You stare at her through the mirror in front of you, seeing her hands wander to the lace of your underwear grabbing the elastic and stretching it. You're about to smack her hand away when she suddenly lets go with a snap against your skin. "Ow! Do that again, and I'll kick you out!" She laughs and hugs you tighter, "sorry, you just so hot when i mess with you." You glare at her, watching her start fondling your chest like nothing happened.

Seems she does like it...

August

✦ ── Chaos. Chaos. Chaos! Chibi August is just as fucking obsessed with you as actual August, and he isn't afraid of demanding your attention when he wants it!

✦ ── All over you, always! Likes to mend and fix the smallest of details in your clothes; that way he has an excuse to be on you 24/7. Not that he needs one; he is shameless in his adoration of you.

✦ ── The largest vocabulary out of any chibi and also the loudest! His volume is so intense people still flinch whether it is actual or chibi August talking!

✦ ── Whenever August is having you try on clothes, chibi August will stay on his shoulder and cheer along. It only encourages August to be louder, which has made your little fashion shows way crazier.

✦ ── They get along really well, except sometimes chibi August will act like actual August is being 'too much.' Like 'get a load of this guy,' pointing over his shoulder with a grin when August isn't watching.

"BABE!!!" Shouting from your shoulder, your head flinched away before turning to him, patting his head with a finger.

"What's up, August?"

"HUH? ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?" Turning in his chair to face you, actual August had the same beaming smile as his mini self.

"Little August, actually. Sorry."

"PRETTY!!!" Chibi August pointed at you, looking at his larger counterpart expectantly.

"I KNOW! I'M TOTES IN LOVE!"

Eishia

✦ ── Somehow chibi Eishia is even more timid and shy than the real deal! It seems like anything will get her flustered or trying to hide away from attention; it's so cute!

✦ ── The only thing she's ever said is your name, which is extremely endearing. Still, you and Eishia are doing your best to teach her some new words. Right now the only other thing she's said is 'sorry.'

✦ ── Literally hides from anyone other than you and Eishia. Anytime someone else tries to speak to her, she freezes up or hides, and it spooks her enough that she might even cry.

✦ ── Her little instrument is just the cutest, and it can actually heal minor injuries like paper cuts without much trouble! Anytime you get a little hurt, she jumps right into healing you.

✦ ── Eishia and her mini self get along very well. Chibi Eishia likes to help her clean up surfaces in the medical area or organize patient files when possible.

"S/o..." The tiny voice spoke up from the desk you and Eishia were sharing, organizing through old medical reports for the new system you'd both set up.

"What's wrong, missy Eishia?" You tilted your head, and she pointed a little hand to where you got a cut from one of the papers.

"Oh! You want to help? Please, it does sting a bit." The rosy dust to her cheeks was so adorable you could have cried, looking to your partner Eishia with a pout.

"You're both so cute!"

Enjin

✦ ── Without any words to ruin the moment, chibi Enjin is such a sweetheart! He follows you around (a few feet behind to not seem clingy and having to run every few minutes to catch up) everywhere.

✦ ── A little hype man. If Enjin isn't around to give you sweetness, chibi Enjin will clap and cheer at any outfit you show off to him. He gets flustered very easily when he sees an outfit he really likes, too.

✦ ── Will fight any threat no matter how big or small. His little Umbreaker may be the size of a cocktail umbrella pick, but when in use it can still hurt like a bitch. A few people have a scar from being rude to you when he was around.

✦ ── Climbs up to really high spots in whatever room you're in so he can glide down to you or a surface with his Umbreaker. Otherwise, he mostly uses it to hook onto your clothes or hit Enjin.

✦ ── Chibi Enjin and actual Enjin are always fighting for your attention. They agree on everything except sharing you, though they have no choice but to put up with one another's company for your sake.

"Hey, I was here first, you little brat." Enjin prodded the smaller version of him that was clinging to your hand, trying to tug you away from Enjin.

"Baby." Chibi Enjin pointed at the seething man with a grin, pleased when you started following him.

"Uh, hello? Why are you following him?!" Enjin stepped in the way of his smaller self, arms crossed.

"He's being polite." You held back a laugh, using your free hand to hide your smile.

"You only think he's nice because he can't say shit."

"Asshole!" The chibi Enjin's shouting only proved his point.

Follo

✦ ── Having a chibi Follo is like having a sweet little helper around all day long. He wants to prove he can help you just as much as actual Follo!

✦ ── He'll drag pencils to you when you need them, help fix strands of hair in your face, and give small cheers when you finish projects! One of his favourite words to use is 'wow!'

✦ ── Shy of being seen by others, but he always wants to stick with you. He prefers to hide in one of your pockets or under loose clothing. HATES when anyone but you or Follo picks him up—except maybe Gris or Tomme.

✦ ── Uses his mini hammer to try and climb your clothes, but he feels really bad when it pokes holes in the fabric. Now he's learning to get Follo to put him where he wants to be.

✦ ── Follo finds chibi him really damn cute. They're nice to each other, and watching them interact is always adorable. Sometimes you catch Follo telling chibi Follo how much he loves you and chibi Follo just keeps chanting 's/o!'

"When I slept in this morning, they brought me breakfast from the dining hall. Isn't that so sweet?" Follo was sitting at his desk with his head resting on his arms.

"S/o!" Chibi Follo was sitting on the desk in front of him, pumping his fist into the air with a determined expression.

"Yeah, they're amazing."

"This is so freaking cute!" Your voice startled both of them. Follo hid his face in his arms while chibi Follo dived behind a mug on the desk.

Gris

✦ ── Having two Gris is almost too much in a nice, sweet kind of way. Chibi Gris is just as caring to you as the real deal, which means you're constantly doted on.

✦ ── Stays sat on your shoulder all day. It's where he can watch what's going on around you and make sure others know not to act up. Probably one of the more vocal chibis, always saying, 'Nice!' 'Good job!' 'Keep it up!'

✦ ── Acts like he isn't small a lot. He looks up at the people from the floor as if he's big and intimidating, opens doors for you, and tugs you along by your finger as if he's casually holding your hand and taking a stroll.

✦ ── Surprisingly strong for how small he is! He can lift your entire arm all on his own and open doors without much issue! Thank goodness he never gets into trouble; otherwise, he'd be getting into things he shouldn't.

✦ ── Gris and he are kindred souls. They relax together and talk about events of the day (or, Gris does and Chibi Gris nods along) as if it were normal to talk to yourself like that.

"S/o!" His hand tugs at your shirt, trying to rouse you from your sleep.

"C'mon darling, time to wake up. Mini me is getting worried about your sleeping habits." Gris spoke as if he knew everything chibi Gris was thinking. And he got it right every time!

When you finally let your eyes open to look at the two of them, chibi Gris gave a thumbs up.

"Good job!"

Jabber

✦ ── Chibi Jabber is just as much of a trouble maker as your actual boyfriend. The worst part is that they get along and team up against you!

✦ ── Jabber likes to give 'lil Jab' (his idea, not yours) bottlecaps of things he has on his own claws so that lil Jab can "protect you from creepy crawlies n stuff!" But they both end up using it on themselves more than enemies (or bugs).

✦ ── This is a first-come, first-serve house, though, and Jabber has first dibs on you! if lil Jab is getting too much attention from you, he's going to do everything he can to get more attention from you. It becomes a competition.

✦ ── Chibi Jabber likes to be sat high up on your head when he isn't bouncing around trying to find insects to fight away from you! Being so high up gives him vertigo, and he likes the dizzy feeling.

✦ ── Doesn't use his instrument on you much, if ever. When he does, it's usually an accident. Even then he gets really sulky about hurting you. His little dosages don't affect you (much).

"Mankira!" There was a moth fluttering around where he stood in your hands, and he did his best to jump after it.

Only after attacking it thoroughly and falling down to your palms with an excited battle cry, his claws cut through your skin.

"Ow!" Your yelp startled lil Jab, who immediately desummoned his jinki. His little body collapsed over the wound, hugging your palm as best as he could.

"Huh? What'd ya do lil guy?" Interested, Jabber plucked his mini self up to take a look. Four paper-cut-like wounds were left on your palm. He snorted, gently shaking lil Jab.

"Feels good?" You took that as chibi Jabber attempting to ask if you were okay with what little vocabulary he had.

"I'll survive, don't worry!"

Rudo

✦ ── Tiny, rage-filled, and adorable chibi Rudo is such a gift. They're both extremely alike, though chibi Rudo is a bit more shy than actual Rudo (or maybe more obvious about it?)

✦ ── Will start shit with anyone no matter how tiny he is. He climbs them like actual Rudo-scaled trash beasts, and his gloves make him an actual menace that can cause damage.

✦ ── So you have to keep him close and clasp him in your hands whenever you're out of your room with him, just to be safe. If someone is really annoying you, then maybe you'll free him just so they leave you alone.

✦ ── Chibi Rudo only seems to get tired or gentle with you. He likes to sleep on or against you whenever he can and is always finding things you thought you lost to bring back as 'gifts.'

✦ ── Rudo acts like he dislikes the little guy, and they play fight a lot, but really they don't mind sharing. So long as they both get to cuddle up with you at the end of the night, then who cares? It's just a higher Rudo-to-you ratio.

Chibi Rudo was clinging to your pointer finger, hiding his face into the comforting warmth with his bandaged hands.

"Okay, all done washing them. They just need to dry." Rudo was washing their gloves, though it was exceptionally difficult to wash mini gloves like that.

"It must hurt a lot more than you show." Your free hand brushed the hair of the chibi Rudo, who was visibly shaking. You lifted your arm to Rudo, pulling him into a hug.

"I guess." His voice was muffled into your shirt, though you were certain you'd guessed right by the way his own bandaged arms clung to your waist.

Poor things.

Tamsy

✦ ── The strangest thing about chibi Tamsy is that he's way different from the real one! He always wears his hair down and seems far more sinister.

✦ ── Not towards you, of course! Chibi Tamsy is always on you, often hidden somewhere comfy on you like your hood, shoulder, or a breast pocket. If someone comes near you, he pops out and glares at them!

✦ ── Manipulative little thing, genuinely. Chibi Tamsy knows frowning will make you coddle him, and if he turns his back to you, he gets an apology from you real quick!

✦ ── Tamsy points it out to you, but you don't seem to mind indulging chibi Tamsy's desires. He's just too cute! And the little fucker knows it, too.

✦ ── His little Tokushin is genuinely thread-sized and can't do much to you. Sometimes he ties up your fingers so you're forced to hold him. Usually Tamsy has to help you cut your hand free.

"S/o!" The little bundle hidden between tiny threads and your fingers complained when Tamsy started cutting through his threads. He was careful to avoid your skin.

"Keep getting in the way and I'll cut your hair." Tamsy threatened, voice low in an attempt to scare the little him into complying.

"Be nice to him!" You pouted, though he'd already heard the small laugh escape you.

Tamsy only shook his head, moving his hand back in to cut some more of the threaded mess binding your fingers.

"Tokushin!" Chibi Tamsy made an attempt to summon more threads but had his plans thwarted when Tamsy took his Tokushin from him.

"Tch. Your little threads don't even compare to the real thing."

"Are you seriously competing with him?"

Zanka

✦ ── Oh yeah, they are carbon copies of one another. It's impressive how not even the smallest detail has changed, but it makes sense knowing Zanka.

✦ ── Chibi Zanka prefers to stay in front of you where he can 'clear the path' or 'show you the way,' even if it means you get places really slowly.

✦ ── Trains on whatever surface you're working on, sparring with the air and trying to get stronger. He gets really frustrated whenever you show your strength to him and really happy when you praise him for killing any bugs headed your way.

✦ ── Uses his little Assistaff just to push Zanka away from you. Once you used it as a little hairpin since he was misbehaving with it, and both he and actual Zanka really liked how it looked. Now he misbehaves more so you take it again.

✦ ── Ohh, they fight over you and anything small a lot. Chibi Zanka too clingy to you? He gets lifted and put far away. Actual Zanka being too affectionate with you? Chibi Zanka calls him 'mediocre.'

"S/o." Chibi Zanka was right up in Zanka's face, who was holding your sleeping form in bed.

"Screw off, you greedy shit." Zanka closed his eyes again, opting to ignore the little prods from his miniature staff.

Before he could get back to his oh-so-rudely interrupted nap, he was poked again on the bridge of his nose.

"Mediocre."

"That's it, you motherfucker—"

Zodyl

✦ ── Chibi Zodyl is a lot more affectionate than actual Zodyl, but otherwise they're exactly the same. Though, you have a sneaking suspicion chibi Zodyl's affection is just him acting how actual Zodyl wants to.

✦ ── Doesn't seem to mind whether he is with you or Zodyl, but anyone else is off the table. When with Zodyl, he stares at absolutely nothing. With you, he does the same thing except eventually he nods off because he's too comfy.

✦ ── Oh god, just as bad about eating small critters. You have to keep chibi Zodyl from putting anything living into his mouth, and he genuinely sulks over it for an absurdly long time.

✦ ── Very rarely uses his instrument except to maybe make it easier to get to your shoulder, where he likes to sit. Sometimes copies Zodyl's usage of the jacket in his own attempt to impress you.

✦ ── Zodyl finds chibi Zodyl interesting and prods him occasionally. Usually just results in a side eye or temporary glare. Honestly, he's a very judgemental little thing.

"Lover." Chibi Zodyl called for your attention from his spot on your shoulder, shaking his head at you to show his disapproval.

You were moments from leaving the hideout, hand still on the doorknob.

"No? I'm just going out for a bit to get some fresh air, promise!" Despite your attempt at convincing him, his little glare said you were losing.

"You should listen to him." Zodyl, seemingly appearing from thin air, placed his hand over the one you had on the knob to open the door. "Only go out when I can accompany you. I'm here now."

Chibi Zodyl gave a curt nod, pleased he was being supported.

Great, now you had two of him keeping you in check.