#tomme x reader

August

✦ ── August gifts you so much stuff it's hard to keep track, though more often than not it's clothes. You find the knitting needles yourself in his workshop, and when you mention wanting to try knitting, he shows you how and encourages you to keep them!

✦ ── He tried knitting, but it required too much patience and was far too easy to fuck up, so they were just gathering dust anyways. Seeing you knit in your little corner of his workshop brings him joy, too!

✦ ── Even when you're off on missions as a supporter, you bring them along to work on your project during the long drives or stops between locations.

✦ ── That's why, when your team is outnumbered and you're moments from being trash beast food, you have them on you. Suddenly the little needles are giant pins that skewer the trash beast like a knife through butter.

✦ ── Oh yeah, that's so fucking badass! Now August is begging to see them in action, even if it's dangerous! He wants to see you put those needles to work, babe!

"DO YOU LOVE THEM MORE THAN ME!?" He was clinging to your waist, wide eyes staring down at you through orange lenses.

Despite his accusation, he had a large grin on his face.

"Of course not, Auggie! I love them so much because you gave them to me!" Your hands were waving frantically, playing along with him.

"I know! Just wanted to hear you say it!" The low chuckle he gave was unlike his usual boisterous laugh; it would have been alarming if it weren't coming from August.

"THIS MEANS I GET TO MAKE YOU A GIVER UNIFORM! WOO!!"

Eishia

✦ ── It was an old tool of hers, a simple stethoscope that was a little worse for wear. She had just gotten a new upgraded one, and she knew you had fun playing with it, so she gifted you her old one!

✦ ── Eishia knows you best, because you're always using it on anyone who lets you (mostly her) or on random surfaces to see what it'd pick up.

✦ ── It becomes pretty commonplace to see you wearing it, which warms her heart. She's glad you put the old thing to good use, even for silly purposes.

✦ ── During one mission you get separated from the rest when a Raider attacks. It's life or death when they rip your stethoscope away from you. It just so happens the chestpiece makes contact with their skin.

✦ ── Suddenly you can hear everything they're thinking and feeling and how their body is reacting. You're able to discern their instrument's weak point from their thoughts and use it to beat them.

"My gift...saved your life?" After you'd been healed from minor injuries, she'd taken the time to listen to what happened.

"Yeah! I was moments from being killed, and then boom! All these thoughts flooded me. So, thank you, Eishia!" Your hands were holding one of hers, keeping it close to your chest.

She was still staring at the stethoscope around your neck.

"I really didn't do anything. It was just a little gift..." Her stammering took over as she lowered her voice. "...but I'm really glad it helped you."

Enjin

✦ ── It was a stupid joke, is what it was. He got you a stopwatch because you were the slowest runner on Akuta and wanted to 'fuel your rage' during your training runs.

✦ ── It worked, albeit a bit too well. You used it all the time and maintained the habit of trying to break your own speed record. He'd always be there to cheer you on and watch as you steadily beat his own speed.

✦ ── One day the two of you go for a run around town, except halfway across the street a car comes barreling towards you and Enjin.

✦ ── One second he's bracing for impact, and the next he's safely on the sidewalk without having moved a muscle. You're clearly out of breath, but your eyes are glowing, and so is the stopwatch.

✦ ── Absolutely baffled at the absurdity of it. People spend their whole life trying to become a giver, and you did it with one gag gift and a shitty driver. Yeah, you're fucking amazing!

"FOR REAL!?" The walk back to HQ is filled with his baffled shouts and your laughing.

"I mean, I guess it makes sense. I've been taking good care of this lil guy." You were looking at the stopwatch again, which seemed to be able to slow down time.

You'd have to test it out some more before you knew exactly what it did.

"Damn, I should start gifting shit to more people. Cleaners could always use more givers." If only it were that easy.

Follo

✦ ── When he and the others head to town to get artificial flowers for Zanka, Follo gets the bright idea to buy you a bouquet for your date later that night.

✦ ── It's full of your favourite flowers, colours, and foliage that support the entire aesthetic. The stems are neatly tied with a ribbon, and they'll never die since they're fake!

✦ ── He's super happy you cherish them, to the point where you always wear at least one of the flowers in your hair or somewhere on your person.

✦ ── One day while the two of you are out on a mission, supporting the combatants, a trash beast gets way too close to trampling Follo.

✦ ── The flower you're wearing comes to life in a blur of panic. Suddenly the trash beast is completely ensnared in reinforced artificial vines until it's crushed to death.

"Your flowers? The ones I gave you?!" The post-fight rush is long over, and suddenly Follo is all over you, making sure you're uninjured.

Ironic, given he was the one in danger.

"Yeah! I guess I loved them a little too much, huh?" Follo was inspecting the flower you twirled between your fingers.

"That's so...so...gah!" He pulled you into his arms, mostly so he could hide the tears welling up in his eyes. Wanting to be a giver was one thing, but knowing he helped you become one was already an honour.

Jabber

✦ ── You were like...an honorary Raider. Being a non-giver, you mostly just helped Jabber with whatever missions he had when possible.

✦ ── Of course you couldn't go on all of them, which meant you were alone a lot. Jabber didn't like that, so he brought you the first weapon he could find: an axe!

✦ ── You, alone, bored, and an axe? Well, you may as well practice with it! And so you hone your skills at fighting with an axe, testing it on makeshift piles of trash and drawn targets.

✦ ── It's when some trafficker finds you alone that you first bother to use it against anyone. He gets the jump on you, but it's only moments before you've chopped the guy's hand off.

✦ ── Except your axe is blazing hot, and it cauterizes immediately. He won't bleed out, so you restrain him for the Raiders to do as they please later.

"Damn! That was totally nasty!" Jabber stuck his tongue out to accentuate his 'disgust' at how you'd pretty much tortured the guy.

"It's not like I knew it'd do that!" You gave an exasperated sigh, still clutching the axe you'd used hours prior.

"You should have known! You're obsessed with me and any gift I give you, right? Of course you'd become a giver!"

"I don't think that's how it works..." You weren't certain he was listening.

"We're a perfect little torture duo, though, don't you think? Non-lethal poison and non-lethal limb detachment." For whatever depraved reason, the thought brought a blush to his cheeks.

Rudo

✦ ── It was just something he'd found in one of the no man's lands, a little trinket he'd repaired and cleaned up because he thought you'd like it: a skateboard.

✦ ── You were always talking about how bored you were at base when you were done with front stuff, so why not give you a hobby to try? And it seemed to work!

✦ ── In fact, it became your main hobby. He would always go for small trips with you to find abandoned buildings, taking the time to build ramps and obstacles with you.

✦ ── When he's away on missions, you like to visit the little ramp parks on your own. Only, this time there's a horde of smaller trash beasts there.

✦ ── Usually your skateboard wouldn't work so well on the uneven soil, making the quickest path out of there, but suddenly your skateboard is levitating, and wheels simply don't matter!

"This isn't a joke, right?" Rudo was side-eyeing the skateboard currently leaning against the wall. He'd just gotten back and was filled in on your encounter.

"Dead serious! Thank you, Rudo!" Your hug caught him off guard, though he eventually managed to offer it right back.

"Huh? Thank me? Why?" His pale face is now a burning crimson.

"I was saved because of your gift, and it's special to me because you fixed it up for me! So, thank you!"

Semiu

✦ ── Since you're always sitting by her desk during your free time, she gifted you a nice Rubik's cube to keep your hands busy and away from messing with her paperwork.

✦ ── Now you're crazy fast with it! You ask other cleaners to scramble it for you, and you can solve it in under thirty seconds. You're distracted, and Semiu gets your company while she works.

✦ ── One day some no-good lowly group decides to try and infiltrate cleaner HQ through the back exit tunnels. Naturally you follow Semiu because you want to see her badass fight!

✦ ── There you are, mindlessly toying with your Rubik's cube, when you overhear one of them call her all sorts of obscenities. No weapon has been drawn, the fight hasn't even started, and suddenly the whole tunnel is upside down.

✦ ── You're furious, cussing them out and twisting the Rubik's cube. Every time you turn it, the gravity in the tunnel shifts, which Semiu has no trouble adjusting to. The criminals, however, fall without grace countless times.

"Seriously? I didn't think you liked that little toy so much."

"I like it because of you, Semiu. You gifted it to me, and it allows me to spend more time with you." Of course she knew that already, but she enjoyed hearing it come from you directly.

"That's plain adorable, babe." Seeing you enjoy a gift so much to the point of awakening as a giver was both an honour and a huge addition to her ego.

Tamsy

✦ ── It was an innocent gift. He got roller skates to try them out; you showed interest, so he thought you might use them more than him. He even goes out of his way to help you get used to wearing them!

✦ ── The laces were also replaced with some of Tokushin's yarn, since the originals had rotted. Overall, the personal touches he provides in fixing them up for you make it extra sweet.

✦ ── It's one evening when you're minding your own business, roller skating along the nearby town's sidewalks while Tamsy walks alongside you, that someone is crossing the road and fails to notice a car moments from hitting them.

✦ ── You're far, impossibly far, and yet your feet carry you faster than what should have been possible. You've swooped the person out of the way just in time to miss the car.

✦ ── Amazed? Of course! Impressed? Absolutely! Smitten? Of course he is; what an absolute ego boost that you became a giver thanks to his kindness.

"Rollerskates, hm? My distaff is much cooler." He was already teasing you on the walk back.

Walk, yes, because you now clutch the skates in your arms. Adrenaline is still racing from the ordeal and you're terrified you'll accidentally activate them again.

"Is teasing your way at getting me to calm down?" You looked up from the sidewalk to eye him.

"It's working, isn't it?" Of course it was, but you'd never tell him that. He was already too cocky, knowing your instrument was his gift.

Tomme

✦ ── Since you and Tomme were both supporters, you got split up a lot. That meant she always wanted to hear about what kind of trash beasts you saw during your missions so she could write about them!

✦ ── Of course, you're busy fighting for your life, and she understands you can't always be taking notes. So she gifts you a camera and requests you try to take photos of them instead—when convenient—so she can add them to her journal that way!

✦ ── And you seem to really enjoy taking photos. You take great care of the camera and are always sure to bring back something for her. It's during one encounter that you nearly die to the very trash beast you're taking a photo of, when it turns out a little...different.

✦ ── The photo has a looping animation, and it already has a caption in your handwriting detailing the encounter!

✦ ── Tomme thinks it's a super badass power and is crazy excited to use some of these special polaroids in her journal. But she is also moments from smacking you over the head for endangering your life!

"I still can't believe you'd risk your life for my hobby, though." She's shaking her head, which now rests in her hands.

"But the shot turned out great, and now I'm a giver! That's a double win." Regardless of your confidence, your smile is still sheepish.

Tomme lifts her head, using a free hand to flick your forehead.

"Don't risk your life, no matter how cool it may seem!"

Zanka

✦ ── Gifts were rare from him. He was more of an experience person who wanted to spend time with you. When he does give you a gift, it's something extremely well thought out.

✦ ── Such as the little music box with a dancing ballerina in it. It was purchased from a collector and a vintage find. Not only that, but the song it played was a lullaby he heard you hum countless times.

✦ ── Whenever you struggled to rest or anxieties came to haunt you, you'd pull out the little box and watch the ballerina 'dance' to the little tune. It was great for when he was away, too.

✦ ── During one of your missions, you and a few supporters are cornered by two Raiders. Without any combatants you're no match, and it isn't long before most of you are injured or bleeding out.

✦ ── Your music box falls out of your pocket and opens, and once the little melody starts playing, both the Raiders fall completely limp to the floor.

"I'm just glad you're okay." Zanka is sitting on the side of your hospital bed, having stayed by your side since Akuta found you and the other supporters.

"It's thanks to you, really. Your sweet gift saved me." Your hand was intertwined with his; the music box sat on the side table where you could give it a glance.

"You're the one who used its potential, not me. But..." Zanka was avoiding eye contact, though you could see a blush peeking through the hair obscuring his face.

"I'm glad it means that much to you."

Author's Note ── I actually got this as a request, but it was only for Zanka/Tamsy, and they asked for a oneshot (which I don't do upon request), so I just had fun with it since the prompt was so fun!

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

semiu g. ♬.ᐟ : 10/10 | "if you don't arch your back some more, imma have to show you how to do it right, and we will turn this into a twerking competition."

the best partner to have when clubbing, i don't care what anyone says. she's so fucking into it, it's like the two of you are in sync with how flawlessly she moves against you, her fingers tugging you back in time with the song by your belt loops. the end of the night always ends with you both covered in sweat and a little out of breath from how much you guys dance on each other. sometimes its you throwing it back on her, sometimes her on you. no matter what, any ass that is thrown WILL be caught, she is a professional at what she does.

bro s. ♬.ᐟ : 7/10 | "have i told you how gorgeous you are? mhm, the prettiest little thing, an' i've got you grinding all over me…god, 'm so lucky, baby."

if he's completely sober, then it's going to be a 2/10 because he's genuinely really flustered and doesn't know what to do with his hands. but you get a few shots in him? oh, suddenly he knows what he's doing, his hands roaming all over your body, moving from your hips, up your sides, and stopping juuust under your chest, teasing the skin there. he just needs a bit of courage to be more open with his touches to you, but just be careful, because it's not just his hands that you need to worry about, it's his damn mouth and all the dirty shit he's muttering in your ear about how good you feel grinding up against him.

tamsy c. ♬.ᐟ : 8/10 | "who said you could stop, huh? the song's not over, darling, keep dancing for me."

i hate this nonchalant blondie, tamsy's handling you like he doesn't even care. definitely the guy with a VIP section at the club too, so he's sitting with his legs spread wide while your more so sensually grinding on his lap to the song playing. he's got one hand on your waist, squeezing and rubbing up and down while his other hand pulling the mouth piece of the hookah out of his mouth, blowing the smoke against your back (the vision of you practically grinding against him with a smoky, foggy view genuinely turns him on more than it should). he's moving under you too, just barely, but it's mainly his hand that's keeping you moving, squeezing your thigh when you start to slow, those little pleased hums and the warmth of his lap telling you everything about how much he's enjoying himself.

gris r. ♬.ᐟ : 5/10 | "shit, honey, you're good at this, aren't ya? pretty, real pretty…"

the type of guy to keep drinking like he's not getting twerked on by the baddest person in the whole club, using the rim of his cup to hide the nasty grin on his face. every once in a while, he'll grind back against you, but he's not really catching much because he knows if he does, he will get carried away and he doesn't want to end the night too soon. his free hand isn't on your hip as much, instead he's running his hand up and down your back, dragging his nails against your skin when you roll your hips a little harder than before. he's honestly using this whole thing as an excuse to perv on you, unashamed in how obvious it is on his face that he's imagining you fucking yourself against him instead of just dancing...dude is not locked in at all.

follo t. ♬.ᐟ : 2/10 | "w-wait, jesus, hold on, i'm gonna pass out—!"

bro is absolutely dead, like the only way he's able to even stand is because gris and enjin are holding him up while tomme and semiu are egging you on to keep going on him even though the poor guy is literally on the verge of blacking out. he can barely keep his shaky hands on your waist, his palms soaked in sweat. the second you are done, he's gotta get to the bathroom, he's hard as fuck in his jeans and he might die from embarrassment…absolutely awful at getting twerked on, but it doesn't mean it's not fun. he'll just be out of it as enjin and gris poke and tease him for not being able to handle it at all.

tomme m. ♬.ᐟ : 5/10 | "your ass is too much, you almost knocked me over! do it again!"

honestly, she's already several drinks in and struggling to keep up with you by the time they start playing the music that you are finally shaking ass to. she's a mess of giggles and drunken blurts of the lyrics, but she's still trying, one hand on your hip and the other holding her drink up in the air as she literally cheers over you twerking on her, she's so cute. one day, she wants you to teach her how to twerk, because she's not really good at it but she wants to be able to switch places with you one day since you make it look so fun.

august s. ♬.ᐟ : 6/10 | "baby doll, you're driving, me nuts, i think 'm gonna die…actually no, wait, i'll die if you stop, so keep doing, don't stop."

baby, this man is such a freak for you grinding up against him, his bottom lip is swollen from how badly he's biting it. just like enjin, it always starts off with him being able to catch it whenever you throw it back on him, moving with you fluidly before he starts to get a little fidgety, fingers digging into the fat of your hips and tugging you against him more and more until you're barely able to pull away from him and he's not-so-subtly bouncing your hips against his like he's literally trying to fuck your through your clothes. but unlike enjin, he's not moving to a more secluded spot, he will keep that shit up right on the dance floor, knowing damn well no one else really cares.

zodyl t. ♬.ᐟ : 3/10 | "you keep rubbing up against me like a cat in heat…are you trying to tell me something?"

this man isn't even in the club, he's at fancy lounges with deep, slower music, drinking rich wines while you sit on his lap. he doesn't do well in upbeat clubs, it's just not his thing. but at home, you always like to catch him off guard when you're playing music and end up using him to dance on. it…never lasts long because anytime you start to grind up on him, he's taking that as an invitation, huffing as he tells you to stop playing around. so, yeah, he's not really catching anything because he isn't even giving you a chance to get more than 30 seconds into the song before he's asking bluntly if this is you trying to tell him you wanna ride him…he's so dumb.

jabber w. ♬.ᐟ ♪.ᐟ : ????/10 | "can we make out after this? hell, we can make out right now, mama, you're too good at movin' on me like that."

you and jabber are way too popular at clubs. you both always have this energy that never fails to get everyone on the dance floor instead of just standing around awkwardly. but when you start twerking on him? oh, it becomes a whole fucking show of people recording the chemistry going on, plus the two of you play around too much. you guys attract a damn crowd with how fluid you both move against each other with the brightest grins on your faces. he's got a crowd of guys behind him, holding him up as he dramatically leans back into them like he can't handle all the ass you're throwing back on him. he's got the back of your shirt fisted in his hand to keep you bouncing back onto him, and you two have the nastiest little smirks on your faces. and of course, just to fuck around, you guys will switch positions and it just makes everyone around you guys louder because why the hell is he throwing it back on you so well. y'all are absolutely soaked in sweat from all the dancing you guys do.

bundus b. ♬.ᐟ : 2/10 | "mm, none of that now, hon, unless you wanna get bent over my knee for being a tease…"

like zodyl, he's not in clubs, he's more of a comfy bar kind of man. and honestly, none of the bars he's going to are playing music you can . so, it's at home you play your own music in the kitchen, backing up against him and shaking your ass against his front in a playful manner. but he's fast, hand around your neck, tilting your head back to look up at him while his bionic arm is gripping your hip tight so you can't move. he's not going to let you think you can just rub up against him like that and expect him to pretend like it's just you dancing. he's an ass man, there's no way he's letting you get away with that. catching ass? never heard of it, take your clothes off.

goka n. ♬.ᐟ : 0/10 | "i…w-what…what the hell is wrong with you? god, don't move like that!"

even worse than follo, he's truly just gone. he doesn't even know how he got here, dragged out to the club by you because, well, he loves you and wanted you to have a night out with your friends. so when you start literally grinding against his crotch, he's stuttering out your name, not knowing what to do with his hands, his body, anything, he's so broken. it's not even halfway through the song that he's wrapping his arms around you to get you standing straight up, face burning and eyes wide as he struggles to get the words out. all you know is you'll have to try to come clubbing again, and save any twerking on him for the end of the night so he's not tugging you out the club to go home and change his pants. poor thing.

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?

You had never liked Tamsy, there was just something off about him, and you could never tell what he was thinking about.

To you, he was mysterious.

He seemed calm on the outside and didn't seem to let anything get to him, except perhaps when Delmon got too loud.

But he also looked incredibly detached. You'd seen it, he was unfazed by death and never let any emotion, such as sadness, show on his face.

Tamsy, however, didn't like you much either.

He wouldn't call it hatred, you just annoyed him sometimes.

You were too caring for your own good, always rushing to help and never putting yourself first. The others obviously loved you a lot, as they were practically attached to your hip.

He also didn't appreciate how mischievous and smart you were. These aren't bad qualities, but you were always a step ahead of him, which made him want to tear his hair out.

Nothing got past you, and you'd call him out on it.

Like that one night two days ago.

The HQ was quiet, with only the sound of quiet footsteps in the halls. Tamsy was walking towards the reception area, and once he stepped inside, a monotone voice called out to him. He turned his head in the direction where he saw you sitting on Semiu's desk.

"Sneaking off?" You asked, leaning back on your hands to admire the long-haired male from head to toe, which made him tense up for a second, a change you immediately noticed.

You chuckled. "No need to put your guard up. I'm just here to relax." Your eyes still wouldn't leave his form, which made Tamsy glare at you.

"First of all, I'm not sneaking out. I was just going to get some fresh air, and secondly, I don't need to put my guard up, especially not around you." His voice was far from enthusiastic, the sentences were delivered harshly, yet he sounded almost regal.

You'd always admired how he could talk so formally and properly. Out of everyone at the cleaners, he was too perfect on the outside, which always irritated you.

You got up from Semiu's desk and walked a couple of steps forward. "Then you surely won't mind me coming with you."

Tamsy was glad that his sleeves were long enough to conceal his fists as he made his way outside, knowing you would follow him.

Leaning against the HQ building a couple of steps away from him, you kept your eyes on him. "I know I'm not bad looking, but you'd think you'd have a crush on me."

"Oh, fuck off!" You scoffed, abruptly turning your head away, which made Tamsy focus on you as you continued to curse at him quietly.

You were trouble, and he had known that from the very beginning.

Getting to the present time, Tamsy was annoyed at how noisy the common room had become.

The kids were running around and some adults were playing a game loudly. As he was about to get up from his seat, his eyes wandered and landed on you.

There you were, sitting on a chair while Tomme sat on the floor in front of you.

Brushing Tomme's hair.

"You have such beautiful, long hair," you exclaimed, brushing your fingers softly through the girl's dark hair.

A smile made its way onto her face as she responded, "Thank you! I try to take care of it, but I still haven't achieved the perfect hair."

You laughed lightly at this, asking what she wanted to achieve exactly, since her hair was already perfect.

"I think Tamsy has the best hair. It just looks so silky and smooth."

You looked up and caught Tamsy looking at you, but he wasn't going to back down. Looking away would make it seem like he'd been caught, and he definitely wasn't going to let you get the better of him.

Even though he'd expected a rude answer to Tomme's words, you just looked at him and said, "Yes, he does."

This made his eyes widen slightly, almost going unnoticed, but you had seen it. As you always did.

Without saying anything else, he stood up and walked away to his room. You looked after him while Tomme turned around to see your expression soften. She couldn't help but smile and said, "You like him."

You immediately looked down at her and made her face the wall, continuing to touch her hair. "Don't be ridiculous," you said, although a very light blush was on your face. You knew that something was off, but you couldn't tell why.

Later on, Tamsy was walking through the halls, getting close to his room, when he stopped in his tracks ince he saw you with Enjin.

Admiring Enjin's tattoos.

Your right hand softly traced the tattoos on his arm, and Enjin had a relaxed expression on his face as he let you admire the ink on his skin.

"They're beautiful," you said quietly, catching Tamsy off guard as he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Thanks." The two of you had always seemed so comfortable around each other, and for some reason that bothered Tamsy.

Not wanting to see any more, he opened the door to his room, the soft click drawing your attention to the now empty corridor.

"Tamsy," Enjin breathed out, having noticed the long-haired male out of the corner of his eye.

You rolled your eyes at that, making him smirk at the sight. "You two should talk," he said, and with that, he left, making you huff in annoyance.

Enjin had seen the way you two looked at each other, and even though you were annoyed, it was obvious that wasn't the only emotion visible.

You were easy to read, so it wasn't difficult to see. Even though Tamsy was calm and sometimes even reserved, Enjin always caught on to his reaction to you.

"Fools," he laughed softly, making his way outside to smoke.

It was late at night, and you had the pleasure of catching Tamsy trying to sneak out again, which made the long-haired male almost groan out loud.

"I know you're passionate about a lot of things, but I didn't think I'd be one of them," he said almost charmingly, which made you cross your arms in front of your chest.

"I'm only here to inform you that Corvus wants to talk to you." At that, Tamsy furrowed his brows for a second before straightening his posture but not leaving.

You groaned loudly. "You can go now."

"I didn't know you owned the HQ reception."

"Corvus, you should get your man away from me," you mumbled quietly, making sure that Tamsy wouldn't hear you as you walked to the boss's office, the blonde following quietly behind you.

The walk was quiet, and you almost enjoyed it, until he had to ruin it "Did I do something wrong?"

The question made you stop. At first, you wanted to answer rudely, but then you sighed softly and changed your mind "No."

Tamsy would usually have let it go, but this time he wanted to probe a little further "It doesn't seem that way to me. You know, we can just talk like two adults."

You slowly turned around, and the way you looked at him took him by surprise. It was different, he just couldn't explain why.

You weren't tense, nor did you look annoyed. There was something conflicted about your expression.

"I just... don't understand you."

The long-haired man tilted his head in confusion, keeping his eyes on you as you avoided looking at his face.

"Usually, I can tell how everyone is feeling, but you're different. I can't even tell what your intentions are, and that's somehow scary, but at the same time, you've been nothing but kind and reliable to the others."

Something changed at that moment.

You were scared that Tamsy could hear your heart beating against your ribcage. He held his breath for a second before letting out a shaky breath, catching himself off guard.

He wouldn't usually feel like this, so what was so different now? It was almost as if you were letting him in.

Then you started walking again, slowly. There was no sign of urgency as he now walked beside you, shoulders brushing lightly against each other.

"You're allowed to feel that way, and I don't blame you."

Tamsy's voice made you blush a little as you looked straight ahead. The walk to the office wasn't uncomfortable, in fact, it felt as if a weight had been lifted from your chest - almost as if you had needed that brief conversation.

Now, the two of you were standing in front of Corvus's office. You turned to him, and Tamsy did the same.

But what you said next caught him completely off guard, even annoying him.

"Now that we're on semi-good terms. Are you seducing Corvus to get a leave?"

"What are you talking about?" he hissed, staring you down.

"I saw you let down your hair yesterday before going to his office!"

"And I thought we had a moment, but you had to ruin it!" Tamsy said, pointing his index finger at you.

"Don't point at me!"

"Then you stop-"

"Are you two done?" The deep, relaxed voice of the boss was heard, and you two immediately stopped and looked towards the tall man.

You could hear a deep chuckle while you were both embarrassed. That's when you said goodbye and left, while Corvus held the door open for Tamsy as the blonde man walked in.

'These two are trouble,' thought Corvus, knowing that there was something going on between you two.

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Team Akuta

Enjin

Zanka Nijiku

Riyo Reaper

Rudo Surebrec

Eishia Stilza

August Stilza

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Team Child

Bro Santa

Dear Santa

Guita Hebby Fantasia

Remlin Tysark

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Team Eager

Tamsy Caines

Delmon Gates

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Team Support

Gris Rubion

Follo Tunito

Tomme Mima

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Team Front

Arkha Corvus

Semiu Grier

Amo Empool

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The Raiders

Zodyl Typhon

Cthoni Andor

Momoa Rukei

Noerde

Jabber Wonger

Bundus Begalkeit

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Miscellaneous

Fuu

Hii

Kyouka Nijiku

Goka Nijiku

Hyo

Regto

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I know I'm like a Month late, July kicked my ass T-T