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ejundo · 4 months

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stoner | plug 𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙚𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙭 nerdy | stressed bottom 𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ✰. : @ejundo wc : 3.4k words.

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drug use . feminization . seduction . against a wall . literally everywhere but a bed ? . . . opposites attract . begging . deepthroating? charac receiving | i still hate warning | stuff till this day. dub con maybe? yer jus stoned asf and fucking eren. cheating sorta . caught . use of you/your — amab anatomy

you weren't one to smoke weed as much. . . Every once in awhile you had smoked and used the container that was left on the corner of your desk, but it wasn't as consistent as you had only smoked pot whenever you were desperate enough.. it had helped with your stress— and you not using your container of wax.. meant you had a lot.

that wasn't until now. . . looking at the empty container. a groan left your lips as you quickly texted your friend— who also. didn't have any wax. she had instead given you the information to her plug located in the same dormitory as you, and with a sigh you picked yourself up and headed to the exit of your dorm.

you fist curled up into a ball as you knocked gently onto the door, waiting for an answer.

and a man with brown hair tied up into a manbun stared menacingly down at you. Blinking and jumping in surprise at the sudden action, even if it was suspected.. ー you were told to be a jumpy person.

'what?' his deep voice grumbling. with a blink you opened and closed your mouth like a fish. . . he was extremely menacing even without trying. taking a deep breath in you managed to at least mutter some words.

". . . ehm. . . do you have any wax ? or just ー any weed in general. . i have the money. " the sentence was barely coherent, barely over a whisper. it was a surprise that eren even managed to hear you.

eren's gaze shifted back to you, his eyebrows raising in mild surprise. He leaned against the doorframe, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "well, well, well, isn't that a surprise." He raised his eyebrows, his voice low. "someone as little as you, smoking weed. nothing i woulda expected" his eyes traveled up and down your figure, observing the way you looked.

"You're lucky I've got some left," he said, his voice filled with a teasing undertone. "tell me, why do you need it? tryna relax, or is there something else that's got you all wound up hm??" He raised an eyebrow, boredom in his eyes. "this isn't the first time i've ever smoked weed. . or justー smoked pot in general . . !" with a soft and gentle voice you seemed to get your point across.

staring at you with a look of amusement eren eyed you curious. 'whatever you say lil bro.' eren shrugged before opening his door wide enough for you to slip into. slipping under his raised arm , you observed the new area. it had reeked of weed and drugs and . . it was. . clear that he was previously trying to hotbox the area.

compared to your clean, and more. . . organized dorm. tapestries and dark curtains covered the window from allowing any natural light to enter the adobe. the only light were the led lights that emitted a red color. . . some having a white color to give a more clear vision other then just. . red.

'you have a nice place. eren.' looking down at you, he nodded. clearly not one to talk. letting out a sigh, you stood awkwardly as you awaited for eren to grab what you needed, preparing the money in hand. 'its 25 for 5 grams.' he rolled the small container in his hands. . his. nice , veiny large hands. maybe . . just one paper cut?ー okay that's enough. snapping out of your thoughts. you looked up at him and panickedm he stared at you with a cold and blank expression. 'sorry. . here.' you mumbled, handing him the dollars in exchange for the container.

bowing your head, as a thanks a random voice was heard from your right. averting your gaze over to the voice, it was a lady . . with long jet black hair. ー and in just a tank top and undergarments. quickly turning your gaze away you pursed your lips together in a thin line. as it was pretty random.. for some chick to show up half naked.

'eren. . mmm who is that?' eren also seemed to turn his gaze over. 'him? he's another customer doll.' doll.. it came out of his mouth so smooth. you couldn't help it but cough awkwardly. 'ahm. . . is it okay if i have your socials? incase. . i need more?' saying in a quiet voice, he turned his attention back over to you.

'hhh. yeah, lemme jus' grab my phone real quick.' with a low tone, he reached over to a nearby counter and pulled out what you assumed was his phone. the phone screen light emitting onto his face, showing his features more. . better. it seemed as if time had slowed down . . his gaze fixated on the screen as he opened up a random app.

reading the username as he showed it to you, you nodded your head and input the name into the search bar. quickly pressing the follow button. 'thank you! ♡' you said in a cheerful voice. despite it not being intentional. 'ay , nerdy boy. . c'mere ' as you were about to take you leave, the feminine voice called out. '. .hmm? uh- yes?' you tilted your head, her gaze observing you tiredly, she then raised an eyebrow with a smile as if she had remembered who you were ' yer that nerdy boy that armin and mikasa hang out with yah?' with a nod in your head. she slammed her fist into her open one, "hah! i knew it, no wonder you looked so familiar. . nice ta meet you bro, im eren's girlfriend."

so. . you were gawking over a taken man? shame shame shame ! ! who would know though ? . exactly. you made an o shape with your mouth ' i see . . it's nice to meet you! ehm, mikasa was actually the one who had recommended me to eren,,'

well , at least you two got along correct ? uh. erens girlfriend and you. eren, on the other hand just stood there. watching between you two as you guys acted as if he wasn't there. 'can you get out?' he said at random. blinking rapidly you realized you were overstaying your welcome. . with a shocked expression you bowed multiple of times 'sorry ー ! ! ' quickly rushing out of the apartment in a hurry..

it didn't take long for eren's girlfriend to quickly grow fond of you, she immediately took a liking to you. . and you assumed it was just so you could help her with her finals . . it was no surprise that by the end of your finals week. that the container that her dear ol' boyfriend gave you. . was empty. even despite it being new!

it was the amount of stress she had put on you . whether it would be - begging you to help her cheat on the exams. but you denied every time, and helped her tutor. that wasn't enough for her though as she would literally try flirting with you. it seemed as if she didn't get that you were not straight . .

'y/n ! ! ~ ehhmm . . professor wasn't clear on the instructions for this project . . can you perhaps tell me? what it was? . . or better yet gimme tha answers hmm?' she stuck out her chest to show off more skin then needed. . with a look of sheer disgust you masked it with a smile.

mentally groaning as you practically forced yourself to not bash this textbook into her face. 'only if you manage to let eren give me a 50 percent discount. i helped you for . . the past 3 weeks.' she grinned from ear to ear as you said that. practically launching herself at you.

you seriously tried to contain yourself from jumping out the window right then and there. . .

'here let me lend you my computer- and you can do the assignment m'kay?' she caressed your neck, and with a raising hand you slapped her hand away.

'i don't like how you caress me, and. . . shove your tits in my face while you have a boyfriend.' a hint of disgust laced behind your voice, a blank expression displayed in an attempt to at least give her a hint. and she ignored it. how surprising. . not

'look darling, he wouldn't know. . i mean- you aren't bad looking. and your voice. is so attractive. . i just want to kiss - y-' you quickly moved out of her grasp by standing up. her face almost landing on the seat before she quickly caught herself.

she whined before supporting herself on her arms. 'hmph ! ! i'll make you fall in love with me one day . . ' she grumbled with a . . disgusting frown. her eyebrows furrowed while she crossed her arms.

doing as you said, your fingers typed lightly against the keyboard of her macbook. eyes glued to the screen, while you wore glasses to protect your eyes from the horrifying blue light. she really owed you big time.. a sigh emitted from your lips. fingers grazing across the mouse pad as you click send to the designated professor.

looking as if you had crawled out of a grave, a still surprisingly gentle knock made its way onto eren's door once more. waiting for a good . . five minutes the tall man had came into your view looking down upon you as you held the silver macbook in your hands. ' your girlfriend . . needs her macbook back.' he raised an eyebrow, ' shes not my girlfriend anymore.'

' . . . what.' you furrowed your eyebrows and groaned angrily. barging into the room uninvited, 'she told me she would give me a discount if i did her entire work. . and i did so. and now i am here sad and lonely with a macbook, and no more wax!' eren only looked down at you. his usual blank stoic face reading you as you ranted on and on.

'hell! she even made me suffer by shoving her tits in my FACE!? not literally . . but YOU KNOW ! ' raising an eyebrow. he clicked his tongue purposely avoiding the her trying to kiss and rub all up on you . . just to avoid any. pressure on the other.

your eyebags seemed more evident and noticeable as you ranted. but eren didn't seem to mind . . you just seemed more. attractive that way. the nerdy persona dropped as you complained, and especially the way your cute face scrunched up . . he just wondered how would it look like if he just fucked that look off your face. shaking his head he let out a sigh. his hand plopped right onto your head, making you let out a small grunt.

' was joking dude, and with that information - it seems like she might not be my girlfriend anymore' oh were you truly angry, not because of eren breaking up with her. you were always angry, every time.

with a groan, your eyes drooped, 'can i just have my gram. . i'll pay you.' eren looked you up and down. 'how about i roll you up a joint ah .. you ever tried that before? it helps a lot more then. . wax.' you didn't care at this point. dragging yourself to the nearest couch and plopping down on it.

eren had locked the door and shut the curtains, that were open and disappeared into what you assumed was his room. the led lights shining a bright vibrant red that covered the entire room. even the led lights that would have at least gave some natural white lighting was turned red. small footsteps heard as eren came back from the room. a roll evident and seen in his hand. ' sets the mood.'

you raised an eyebrow in confusion before he pointed to the l.e.d's a small oooh coming from you along with a nod. blinking slowly, you opened you mouth. and suddenly the joint was placed between your lips. ' . . smoke it like you usually would. nothing different.'

and doing as said, your body grew lighter after you exhaled the smoke into the sky. coughing heavily you held your chest, growing teary eyed before rubbing them away. ' shit ! . . ' a heavy low laugh coming from the taller man.

he made his way next to you sitting down next to you. ' wanna watch some tv?' he asked, and arm resting on the hedge of the cough behind you. ' uh yeah sure? do you have . . netflix? im tryna finish this one show. he would occasionally pass you the joint.

that helped you . . forget about her. and forget about every single thing that pissed you off. after that . . . you felt more relaxed . . and time flew by just . like . that .

it was hot

scorching

flaming !

blistering even ! !

and you weren't even outside . . it was probably the man who was sitting way to close to you his body heat emitting onto you. his gaze on your smaller form, when did he even get that close? . whatever . . with the roll in his hand. bringing it to ur lips. 'cmon. . take one more hit . '

did he mean to make it sound that? hot . . or seductive. you didn't know . . all u knew is that it made you tingle. wrapping your lips gently around the wrap, you gently sucked in inhaling the smoke. he pulled it away and he was. . . much more closer. exhaling it into his face, he didn't even seem bothered. a look of lust in his eyes as he eyed you like a piece of meat.

'y'know. . i didn't think a boy like you would make me feel a certain way. but here i am. . a desire to kiss you silly. ' you smiled before quickly pecking his surprisingly soft lips. 'jus' like that. . . ? ' a grin on his face. ' no, like this. ' and quickly he pulled your lips in for an enchanting kiss.

pulling away with half lidded eyes, you stared up at eren. . . maybe it was the led lights that made him look more attractive, or perhaps it was the desire and need for him. small strands stuck to his forehead while his hand slithered behind you, captivating you. enchanting you.

'ever gave head before doll?' eren whispered in your ear, his warm breath brushing against your ear. shaking your head. you sat up and looked at him. ' mm-mm. . ' he leaned back spreading his legs and letting his arms resting on top of the couch. ' first time for everything hm?' the bulge in his sweats seemed more noticeable. and the closer you looked it was extremely noticeable that he wasn't wearing any underwear.

with hesitated movements, your hand traced the bulge slowly rubbing on it. he was big and that was an understatement. he let out a low groan a chuckle following behind it. ' don't be scared . . . c'mon doll. ' he grinned, his large hand cupping your hands, slowly moving your hand with his slipping past the band of his sweats . . his hand wrapped around yours as you held his cock. the warm feeling new to your cold hands .

a small hum emitting from him as you stroked him, ‘fuck . .’ seeming to get the hang of it, his hand slowly slipped out of his own pants. his head thrown back as he enjoyed the pleasure. letting go you decided it was time to try something new . for you at least! his head slowly snapped back to you, a smirk displayed on his face as you got onto your knees. it had hurt staying there for a while but the blanket pulled along covered the hardwood floors.

discarding his pants you were now face to face with the leaking member that dripped pre cum. his hand travelled to your head rubbing it slowly ‘take your time doll.’ he mumbled with a low and seductive voice.

with a soft sigh, your tongue grazing along the head of his cock. lips closing in in them as you struggled to suck on it, the taste — salty yet savory. you savored the flavor, as it leaked onto your tongue.

with a pop your lips left the tip and your tongue slowly trailed down the member a saliva trail following behind. erens hand lifted your head in prder for the two of you to make eye contact. your lips stopped at a prominent vein, sucking on it as eren eyed your expression. a low chuckle coming from the other. ‘mmm. .’ a grin on his face while his hand caressed your scalp.

you and eren were now stripped of clothing. your face rested against the pillows of the couch, moans and whines leaving your lips as erens tongue lapped at your hole, everything was a blur your mind fuzzy and blank as you left his long tongue insert you. curling your toes your grip on the couch intensified.

his grasp on your ass kneaded your ass as he pulled away, observing the clean and wet hole. a grin on his face. 'think you're ready f'me doll . . .' he sat up, reaching downwards as he positioned himself between your open legs. gently pushing down he slowly inserted his cock inside. 'please . . be gentle! . . f-first time. .' you mumbled out, your head sideways against the pillow while your teary eyes stared at the brown haired man. he patted your cheek gently for reassurance. ' im not that cruel baby . ' he whispered, as he fully settled inside of you.

he waited until you were more used to his size. when you felt less tense is when he started moving at a slow pace. his hand tracing over your hot skin, in contrast to his cold hand. holding your waist as one hand traveled down slowly gripping one of your ass cheeks kneading it and spreading it as he watched him slipping in and out of you.

his member stretching you out, your whines , moans , and whines were music to his ears. ‘fnhhg!. . ist’mucherrhe!’ incoherent words slipping from you as he slowly started going at a faster pace. ‘ i know doll . be good f’me and take it well yeah? ‘ his hand snaking around your waist as he leaned foward, one hand gripping your leaking cock and the other toying and flicking your hardened nipple. slipping out of you, he slammed right back into you a moan ripping out of you repeating the process as your mind went blank.

moving at a animalistic pace, all that was heard was the consistent sound of skin slapping together and your bated and loud whimpers and moans. eren groans and moans barely audible due to yours . .

what surprised you most is at how many rounds the two of you had done. he would pin you against the wall while his cock slammed into you, your back arched and your ass stuck out. cum splattered on the wall and leaking out your ass as he fucked you over the coffee table, your legs held up to your head while he fucked into you. cum splattered in your stomach and a splash on the coffee table. his seed seeping out of you while he fucked you shamelessly on the ground. your cock rubbing on the ground while drool spilled out of your mouth and your tears stained your own cheeks.

your cum leaking onto the glistening floor, as his leaked out of your hole onto the ground. that was when the two of you reached your limit. heavy breathing could be heard from the two of you as he held you in his arms. your hole holding onto— nothing as it leaked heavily onto the ground.

eren wrapped his arms around you, but stopped as he heard the front door slam open. ‘eren baby!— waht the!…’ the familiar and aggravating voice burst through the doors. her figure still as she looked at the sight of the two of you naked, eren holding you in his arms. ‘. . . im breaking up with you?’ he said bluntly. her bag dropping to the ground as she blinked rapidly.

woops?

finally . . finished . . im dead ! ! save me ! 𖦹 ´ ᯅ ` 𖦹

but i kinda got lazy at the end . . wahwah the smut part kept confusing me and i was trying to make eren fuck yew guys silly and then — kabloom no!!!! my brain farted and decided to be lazy and rush it . . grr . .

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skylarinfinity · 3 months

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biggestxsimps · 9 months

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Last Embrace

A/N: I am so sorry for not posting the last couple of months, I've had the worst bloody writers block. I know how much y'all like the Ghost fics so I hope you guys enjoy this! This one's a bit sad, even though angst isn't my strong suit, I really liked writing this and I think it turned out okay.

Just a disclaimer, I know nothing about the military and even less about dying so just let me know of any inaccuracies and I'll fix em.

WARNINGS: blood, mentions of guns and bullet wounds, normal war shenanigans, death (Let me know if I'm missing anything.)

During a mission, everything took a turn for the worse. Ghost urgently gave the order for everyone to evacuate, swiftly conducting a head count, only to realize that Y/N was missing. Filled with concern, he called out for him over the radio. "C/S? C/S, how copy?" Ghost's grip tightened on the radio at the lack of a response. "C/S?! Y/N, what's your position?"

Worry builds deep in Ghost's stomach, an almost nausea-like feeling coursing through him as he speaks through the radio once more. "Y/N. Y/N! I need your location!"

Y/N groans as he hears a loud ringing in his ears, one that fills his mind and brings an ache to his head. His eyes remain shut as he tries to ground himself, though the sound of a familiar voice in his left ear makes his lids slowly blink open.

Though his vision is blurry and everything feels fuzzy, Y/N places a hand on his shoulder and clicks the button on the radio. "Ghost? That you?" Y/N's strained and weak voice makes Ghost sigh in relief. "Ah fuck. Thank god, Y/N." Ghost's voice calms down as he speaks again, his voice stern as he tries to get an answer out of the other man.

"Where are you, Y/N?"

Y/N groans as he tries to look around, his vision still blurred enough to not be able to see anything in detail, he had little to no memory of what he'd been doing before, and the visible bright white walls and floor made him want to close his eyes again. Y/N speaks up once more, his voice holding a slight amusement. "Don't know.. I can't see properly. I'm inside a building, though."

Ghost seems to feel slightly more at ease once he hears Y/N speak, he was glad the man was okay enough to be able to smile through his pain. "Can you see anything? Anything at all?" Ghost looks around at the buildings in the area, Y/N could be anywhere.

"White walls and floors.. I can't make out anything else, though... That help at all?"

Y/N lets his body press against the cold wall behind him, relishing in the relaxing chill shooting through his body. He starts to take a few deep breaths as he tries to keep himself stable, slowly looking around the bare walls, the paint cracked and peeling. His vision gets torn away though, the bright lights starting to flicker, the hall flashing from eerily dark to painfully bright.

An annoying buzz was audible as the light stopped blinking, remaining on. Y/N could see debris on the ground, he wasn't surprised, this was a warzone after all. Y/N slowly closes his eyes, letting himself relax.

Though the feeling of a sharp pain makes his eyes shoot open, a pained noise escapes the man as he looks down at his body. His eyes widened as his gaze trailed down; the only thing he could make out was blood–blood covering his abdomen, blood covering his hands, and blood covering the floor.

Shit.

"Yeah, that helps, Y/N. I'll be there soon, you stay there, alright?" Ghost's voice was gentle, like he was trying to keep the man at ease. But Y/N wasn't listening, his eyes were too focused on the bloody mess in front of him. Y/N's throat starts to close up, the intense smell of the blood making him feel sick.

He brings his hands to the wound, pulling his warm, sticky, blood-soaked shirt up as he tries his best to judge the severity of it. His heart drops as he sees multiple bullet holes piercing his skin, cringing at the amount of blood still escaping him. He was hit with a sudden realization.

"Y/N, you still with me? I'm not far, just stay alive f'me, okay?"

"Ghost.. I don't think I'm gonna make it.."

Ghost's body fills with dread, his heart aching at the sound of Y/N's discouraged and afraid voice. Ghost shakes his head, trying to sprint even faster, his breathing ragged as he speaks through the radio. "Shut it. You're gonna be alright. I'm gonna make it to you, and then we're gonna get you out of here. Alive."

Ghost tries to keep his tone confident, but the shake in his voice shows just how worried he was. He knew that he had to make it there quickly if he wanted the best chance at saving Y/N. His words were rushed as he repeated himself, wanting to hear that Y/N believed him. "Do I make myself clear? I'm getting you out of here alive."

Y/N can't help but slowly shake his head to himself, he could see his wound, he could see how quickly he was losing blood, he could feel the way his body was slowly going numb. His breaths escape him at an uneven pace, his heart racing as he comes to terms with the situation. "Ghost.. I'm losing too much blood. I can't.."

"Yes, yes, you can. You will survive Y/N, I know you will. You have to.."

Ghost ran, ran like he's never done before. He couldn't lose Y/N, not now, not like this. The building was in sight, he was so close to being with Y/N, being able to help him, save him. Ghost could feel the burn in his legs and his lungs and the hard thumping of his pulsing heart. The dry feeling in his throat makes him want to take a breath, but he doesn't stop running, not for a second.

As Ghost ran into the building, Y/N could hear him, his loud footsteps echoing against the bare halls. "I'm here, can you tell me exactly where you are?" Y/N could hear Ghost's urgent yet puffed out voice from both the radio and from the right side of the building, the sound not too far away.

"I can hear you, Ghost.. You're to my right." Y/N's voice was the opposite of Ghost's, he tried to keep his voice as calm as he could, and the strain already being put on his body by the wound, made it impossible to speak any louder without putting himself in even more pain.

"Okay, just.. Just stay there. I'm nearly there, you're gonna be okay."

Y/N's eyes drift to the right side of the building, hearing Ghost's heavy footsteps hitting against the ground. A small and pained smile forms on Y/N's face as he sees the masked man come into sight, watching as he quickly rushes towards him.

A feeling of relief swarms through Ghost's body as he sees Y/N sitting against one of the walls, though the condition the other man was in made his worry come right back. He quickly makes it to Y/N, dropping to his knees as he brings his hands to Y/N's body. "Y/N.. Fuck..." He can't help but take a second to look into Y/N's eyes, his own brown ones showing extreme vulnerability, a look of pure fear.

Y/N lets out a dry and painful sounding chuckle, trying to ease Ghost a little. "Mhm.. it's me." Y/N brings one of his shaky and bloodied hands up, letting it just hover over Ghost's covered cheek, not wanting to get his blood all over Ghost's mask. Ghost doesn't seem to care though, letting his face gently push into Y/N's hand.

Ghost lets out a shaky breath as he feels Y/N's hand against his face. "You're.. You're gonna be okay.. I'm gonna get you out of here, alright? I promise." Y/N gently shakes his head, his small smile faltering as he pulls his other arm away from his wound.

Ghost's eyebrows furrow as he sees Y/N's reaction to his words, but before he can speak, his eyes move down to where Y/N had moved his arm from. Ghost feels his heart shatter as the sight, multiple bullet wounds scattered across his abdomen, blood slowly seeping from each one.

Ghost shakes his head, almost frantically as he brings both hands to the wound, trying to stop the bleeding with his gloved palms. All he manages to achieve though is flooding Y/N's body in pain, evident by the startled cries leaving the injured man.

"Fuck.. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Just let me stop the bleeding, let me.."

Ghost's panicky voice trails off as he sees Y/N's wounds only bleeding more aggressively at his touch. He shakes his head, looking down at the other man's body as he keeps his hands on the wound. The blood soaks through Ghost's gloves, the warm and gory liquid uncomfortably sticking to his skin.

Y/N's hands instinctively reach Ghost's wrists, pulling the other man's hands away. "Fuck! Stop.. stop, Ghost." Y/N's grip was weak and his body had little to no strength now. Ghost slowly pulls his own shaky hands away. "I'm sorry.. I just.. you're gonna be okay, I'm gonna find some way to stop the bleeding, and then we'll.. we'll go back home. We're gonna-".

"Simon."

Ghost's mouth shuts at the use of his real name, an audible gulp being heard. His eyes trail back up to look into Y/N's, the look the other man gave him only made his heart sink, he felt like his world was falling apart. "Please.. we both know I'm not making it out of here.. just-"

"You are. You're going to make it out of here. Shut up with that nonsense." Ghost doesn't want to hear it, he refuses to hear it, to acknowledge it.. to accept it. He tried to keep his voice stern but the tremble that grew with each word made it obvious he wasn't all too hopeful either.

He slowly pulls his hands out of Y/N's grasp, bringing them back down to the surrounding area of the wound, his quivering fingers gently trailed over the scarred skin. He pulled off his gloves, using his bare hands to touch Y/N.

"You.. you can't... You're all I have left.."

Ghost's voice softened, his words paining him as they left his mouth. Y/N rests his hand back onto Ghost's mask, sliding it slightly down as he slips a couple fingers underneath the mask. The injured man remains silent, afraid of the emotion that'll leave him if he dared to speak up.

Ghost feels Y/N's fingers slide underneath the mask, a warm feeling bubbling in his stomach. He brings one of his bare palms to Y/N's hand, holding it in place before slowly, cautiously, pulling his mask over and off his head.

The sight of the rugged man made Y/N meekly smile, his heart fluttering at the long-awaited reveal of the subject of his attraction. He had been into Ghost for quite a while, and he always had a suspicion that Ghost felt the same. It was almost a silent understanding between both men, never outwardly speaking of their true feelings yet knowing they felt them.

Ghost looks down, his eyes falling shut as his grip on the other man's hand tightens, holding him closer against his now bare face. He didn't care for the blood the other man's hand was rubbing onto his skin, he needed this, he needed the Y/N's gentle touch.

"Thank you.." Ghost slowly opened his eyes at the other man's pained voice, watching as Y/N slumps further down the wall, groaning at the pressure it relieved from his wounds.

Y/N lets out a small hum at the feeling of the cold floor pressing against his back, a stark contrast to the warm liquid pouring out the front of him.

Ghost slightly shakes his head, a small smile on his face as he questions the other man. "What are you doing?" The other man signals for Ghost to come closer, his voice strained but trying to keep it sounding as optimistic as he could despite the situation.

"Getting comfortable.. Come here."

Ghost does just that, shuffling closer to the man that was now laying flat on the ground, looking down at him, his eyebrows furrowing as he takes in the man's appearance. One of Y/N's weak hands moves to Ghost's arm, gently pulling him even closer.

"Sit down, relax." Y/N was oddly calm despite the situation, despite knowing his undeniable fate. "Relax? How am I supposed to-" Y/N tugs at Ghost's arm, interrupting him. "Please." The desperation in Y/N's voice made Ghost's stomach wrench, he silently sat beside him, bringing his hands to hold onto Y/N's.

Y/N gratefully hums, his eyes looking over the other man before making a request, pleading evident in his tone. "Think you could hold me..? Jus' for a bit?" Ghost nodded, carefully wrapping his arms around Y/N's shoulders, gently pulling him into his arms.

His senses were heightened, he could feel everything, the warm blood starting to soak through his own shirt and the shake in Y/N's body. The rough and cold hands of the other man, weakly wrapped over whatever part of Ghost he could reach. Y/N lays in his arms, weak and helpless, his skin losing colour and his body shaking more rapidly...

For the first time that evening, Ghost came to terms with what was going to happen, he couldn't deny it any longer, not when it was so obvious. His eyes tear up, his heart thumping louder as all he can do is pull Y/N closer, hold the injured man in his arms as he wishes for this to just be some twisted nightmare.

He couldn't keep himself calm anymore, waves of emotions crashing onto him, flooding his mind and filling his body with unease. His grip tightened, the fabric of Y/N's clothes balling up in his fists, he just pulled him closer, not wanting to let him go, not now, not ever.

"Hey.. Simon."

Y/N looks up at the man holding him, watching as he struggles to hold in the tears his body so desperately wants to let fall. Y/N's cold fingers trace along Ghost's cheek, pulling his face a little closer, his voice quieter and more strained than before. "It's gonna be okay.."

Though the injured man was smiling in a way to comfort Ghost, his true feelings were obvious. His eyes held fear, a fear Ghost had never seen on the usually optimistic man before.

He knew he had to be strong, he knew that whatever fear he felt right now, Y/N was feeling tenfold. He took deep breaths, trying to gather himself. He felt his throat close up, he couldn't speak, not without breaking down completely, he could only nod in reply. He brought a trembling hand down to Y/N's face, his rough fingers caressing the skin with a softness Ghost didn't know he was capable of.

Y/N closed his eyes, humming at the gentle touch, and the contrasting feeling of Ghost's warm hand pressing against his chilled cheek. His presence was comforting, it almost felt like he was cuddled up against a cosy fireplace, like the flames were crackling in front of him and leaving warm kisses on his cheek.

It was a nice thought, a nice feeling, but it seemed like the pain in his abdomen did anything it could to bring Y/N out of his calming mindset. It felt like his body was on fire, but also like he had been out in the cold for days. His feet were numb now and he could feel the way his legs and fingertips also started to lose their senses.

He looked up at Ghost, tears had started to form in his own eyes, ones that were impossible to hide. "I'm scared.. you'll be here.. right? Please.. don't let me go, not yet.." His voice was faint, filled with an uneasy panic. Ghost started to nod, bringing his face closer down, letting his lips press against Y/N's cold forehead.

"..yes, yes.. I'll be r-right here. I'm not moving.. I'm not letting you go..."

Y/N closes his eyes, his head falling to the side slightly as he sighs. "Y'know.. I always looked up to you, Simon.." He leans his head deep into Ghost's chest, his tears slowly falling as he feels his body go numb. He had lost all feeling in his arms and legs, even the ache in his abdomen had started to ease. Ghost shakes his head slowly, biting his lower lip in an attempt to hold in the sobs he so desperately wanted to let go.

"I love you, Simon."

Ghost pulled Y/N closer, letting out quiet, choked sounds. He felt Y/N's body start to go limp in his arms, his hands desperately pulling at the other man's body to hold him in a comforting embrace. "I.. I love you too... Fuck.. don't do this to me.."

"I'm sorry.." Y/N moves his head, digging his face further into the other man's chest. All he could smell and hear was Ghost, the man he had grown so attached to. It brought him some comfort, knowing he would be dying in Ghost's arms, not alone. "Forgive me.."

"Always, Y/N.. always.."

Y/N lets out a weak hum, slightly nodding his head as his body relaxes in Ghost's arms, his head now starting to fall limp, being too heavy for Y/N to move. "..thank you..." Y/N's voice was barely audible, his mumble causing Ghost's heart to shatter.

"Always.. a-always... I-I'm here.. always..."

Ghost cradled the dying man in his arms, soothingly whispering as he slowly swayed his body side to side. "It's okay.. It's okay... You're safe.. you're safe with me.." Y/N's voice was practically inaudible as he tried to mumble back to the other man, his incoherent slurs trailing off into silence.

Ghost felt as if his whole world was crashing down right before his eyes. He could only pull Y/N closer, continuing to cradle the fallen soldier. His movements became a little more frantic as he rocked their bodies, his fingers clawing at Y/N's cold skin.

"Shit- I'm so sorry... I-It's okay.. It's gonna be okay.. It's gonna be okay..."

He whispered into the other man's ear, his voice broken as he felt the tears he had been suppressing, finally fall freely. His words started as a means to comfort his dying partner, but it seemed like he was only trying to convince himself now. He mumbled a mantra of 'It's okay' and 'I love you', the words just tumbling out without his control.

His body trembled, his throat letting out more choked sobs now than it had in the last 10 years, his eyes were screwed shut, his head dug into Y/N's frozen neck. His hands tried their best to pull Y/N's limp head up, his tears pouring down his bloody cheeks as the other man's head just dropped back down.

If only he made it there sooner, if only he was there to protect him; none of this would've happened. He wouldn't be here, holding the corpse of the man that showed him what it was like to be alive, how to feel, how to love. The one person that had been able to break down his walls and make him feel human again.

It felt like hours, hours of cradling his deceased lover in his arms like a child, hours of sobbing and mourning the one person that brought light into this cruel world.

"Ghost? Do you copy?"

Ghost heard the static of his radio before the familiar voice of his Captain rung through his ears. "Ghost?" Ghost's teeth grit as he hesitantly brought his hand to the radio on his shoulder, forcefully composing himself before clicking the button. "I'm here." He looked down at the deceased man in his arms, hugging him close as his body threatened to break down once more.

"Evac's here, did you reach C/S?"

Ghost lets out a shaky breath, his fingers shaking as he grips the radio. "C/S's.. C/S's been KIA." His hand falls from the radio, his blood-stained fingers gently caressing Y/N's cold cheek, gently pulling his face closer. Ghost couldn't help but admire the other man, his eyes closed and his eyebrows relaxed. His lips were tugged into a small smile, his skin devoid of its usual colour. He looked.. peaceful.

There was a few seconds of silence from the other line before it was cut by Price's voice once more. "I'm sorry, Ghost." Ghost placed a soft kiss on Y/N's bloody forehead, speaking through the radio one last time, leaving no room for argument. "I'll be there in a few, I'm takin' him with me."

Ghost snatched his mask from the floor beside him, pulling it on before scooping Y/N into his arms. He lifted him up, holding his limp body against his chest as he whispered. "It's gonna be okay.. I've got you.." He held the man tightly, his eyes glancing down at Y/N's motionless figure every few steps he took.

"I've got you..."

A/N: Could you tell I struggled ending this? I won't lie, I teared up a couple times while writing this, I think this might be the saddest thing I've written. Any and all feedback is greatly appreciated, especially since I'm still not too familiar with Ghost's personality. This is also my longest fic ever, about 3.4k words!

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Irresponsible

Trafalgar Law x Male Reader

Fandom -> One Piece

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Law hated it—the carelessly and inconsiderate behaviour towards you, from your friends and Captain, who—Law had knew it all along, wasn't the right person for you—has a nonexistent and illogically mindset of thinking—and overall, Law simply hated it.

Since their start of Alliance on Punk Hazard, then during Dressrosa—and what happen on Cake Island, only being told about it—all the way to the here and now, Wano—your crewmates seemed, either purposely or unintentionally forgetful, to ignore your problem of health and denying you the medical attention you (desperately) needed.

This all lead up to the current situation, where you continue to push through—going way beyond over your own limits again—without a break, discarding your own health too—and came, after collapsing more than just once, close to dying. A repeat of the last few time.

Law watches you, how you stumbled towards him—unconsciously and out of focus, having just won one of the many final fights—against Kaido, his henchmens and Big Mom—yourself, which left you more than just bloody and beat.

Before you were even close enough to Law, your knees buckled in—falling forward, eyes rolling backwards and face scrunching up in pain—and Law had barely time to catch you.

Picking you up, Law carried you behind a broken stone wall—propping you against it and put his coat on you, to keep you warm.

Law checked your pulse, it was faint—unnoticeable even—but still there. The symptoms, just a few of many, were clear; short rapid breathing, sweating and shivering.

Your blood sugar levels had reached the lowest point. Probably having dropped to Zero by now. If that's the case and Law as a Doctor knew it was, he needs to inject you at least around four doses glucose—but Law himself has only one, actually two, though the second one broke and left behind a sticky mess in his pant pockets, syringe left—to get you stable enough and bring you somewhere far safer—the Polar Tang preferable.

»d-don't......I don't.....want« you mumbled out, having come back to your senses, weakly pushing Law's hand away from you.

»Shhh, I need to [Name]-ya« Law hushed you gently, moving your shirt upwards—rubbing over your stomach with his hand, giving you a bit of comfort—looking at the faint dots of injections, which begun to build up to an scaring area onto your skin.

You whined out painfully loud, body jerking and rolling over onto your side—holding your stomach after the cold needle left your skin.

Every interjection you had to take, you cursed your body and this damned blood sugar—which had made your life more miserable than those pills—to reduce your devil-fruit ability—you were forced, by mother, to take. You hated it.

Law turned you back, patting your cheeks to keep you awake and you were close to tell your boyfriend off—how this is his sole fucking fault and how you hate him for the discovery of it.

You didn't though, hadn't the energy left in you and minds busy to not vomit any minute—gulping down the rising bile.

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»Traffy! Is [Name] alright?« asked Luffy, voice loud as always and laced with concern for his friend.

Law was honest, when Luffy had appeared next to him—out of nowhere it seems—it did spooked him a bit, only a bit though.

»Strawhat-ya, give me your Syringes.« and when Law didn't received a reply right away, he asked again—harsher now, not having the time and nerves for niceties or to have a conversation with the Strawhat.

Luffy rubbed his neck sheepishly, when Law looked at him expectingly. Luffy knew you kinda needed the glucose at specific times, but he believed you can pull through it without them—like you had all the time before, because you're strong after all!

»I don't have them anymore, they broke during one of the fights, but [Nickname] doesn't need them, he's strong!«

Law had enough. Enough from all this bullshit talk about believe, because believing doesn't solve or cure anything—it's nothing but a false, selfish sort of hope and a nonsense of illogical and ignorance.

His short fuse of stressed nerve and building up anger bursted for final now. Getting up, Law grabbed Luffy by his short collar.

»Are you that incompetent inconsiderate towards [Name]-ya or just plain stupid?! I told you over and over again, just how fucking vital the Glucose is for him! Do you want [Name]-ya so desperately dead? Huh, Strawhat?!«

Law screamed the last bit, vocal cords shaking with furious anger. Dropping Luffy to the ground, Law picked you up again and teleported somewhere, hopefully far enough this time, else.

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Wiping your sweaty forehead and the spilling tears from your flushed red face, Law couldn't tell how much that one dose would last for you—probably not long as your body already starts to fights again against the conscious drop.

Law said it once and he would say it again; Luffy as your captain was irresponsible and soon—not now or tomorrow, but in near future—the cause of your death.

Leaning down to you, kissing you on the lips—Law murmured in a whisper, that everything gonna be alright and that you're feeling better soon.

Law promised himself—and even when that means, being at war with the Strawhats—he would take you away and keep you by his side.

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Pairing: Top!Male Reader x Chris Evans x Jensen Ackles Genre: SWP (Smut without Plot - very little plot) Request: Maybe it's a convention and the male reader is a fan of both of them and smut happens (you can choose everything) but bubble butt Chris and bubble butt Jensen with Dom top male reader Requested by: @innerpiratefun A/N: Here's another Top Male Reader. Hope you like it! (I don't own the gif above. I found each one on the internet and merged them together.)

It was that time of the year again when the convention centres were full of cosplayers and superfans who got together to appreciate the superhero-filled cinematic universes that offered entertainment, intrigue, and the occasional eye candy. Y/n stood, excitedly, in line waiting to get a picture with the Marvel actor, Chris Evans, and the latest addition to the Vought Cinematic Universe, Jensen Ackles.

He couldn’t help but admire the two handsome actors, as they joked together with a fan. Y/n’s gaze flits between each of the actors’ lips and the tamed beards that surrounded them. The admirable gaze turns lustful, the lower Y/n’s eyes travel as Chris and Jensen’s physiques become the focus of his stare. The fan’s eyes linger over the muscular nature of both actors for a moment before lowering to their jeans. Y/n’s mind goes into overdrive as he imagines what hides under the jeans of each actor.

“Alrighty, who’s up next?” Jensen’s voice catches Y/n’s attention breaking him out of his hot and heavy thoughts. He smiles at the actors as he moves towards them for a photo, giving each actor a tight hug, and allowing his gaze to shift downwards to the outline of their behinds. In a few moments, after the short interaction, Y/n walks off with his phone in hand having taken a photo with each actor.

After a few hours of listening to panel discussions, buying merch, and talking with other fans, Y/n was ready to leave and head to his hotel. He arrives back at the hotel and is lucky enough to see Jensen and Chris by the bar area, sharing drinks and laughing amongst themselves. He catches Jensen’s attention, who nods for him to come over. “Hey, we saw you at the convention.” Chris acknowledges the fan, watching him take a seat between them.

“Yeah, that was me. It was really good to see you, guys.” Y/n nods his head, feeling a bit nervous at the presence of the actors. “Yeah, did you like what you saw?” Jensen leans closer to Y/n when he speaks, offering a smirk. “You were looking at us pretty hard back at the photo stand,” Chris adds with an interested smile, his eyes briefly meet Jensen’s before looking back at Y/n.

One answer. That was all it took for Y/n to feel the two famous actors’ lips on his lips and his neck. The three passionately kiss each other while eagerly undressing each other and letting their hands roam over their bodies. Y/n shares a kiss with Chris, their lips pressing against each other and their tongues tossing around in their mouths.

Jensen roughly kisses down Y/n’s body, his beard, adding to the sensation the fan feels as he breathes heavily at the feeling of Jensen’s tongue swirling around his nipple. While his other nipple is entertained by the actor’s wet index finger and thumb. Y/n’s mouth pulls away from Chris’ to release a deep moan, causing the Marvel actor to move his lips to Y/n’s neck, kissing and biting him hard enough to leave marks.

Soon enough, the actors are on their knees before Y/n’s hard cock. The actors kiss each other before sliding their mouths on each side of Y/n’s cock, letting their tongues massage the hard member, eliciting a lustful “yeah” from the fan. As if his lust couldn’t grow, Y/n looks down at the sight of the actors praising his member with their lips and tongues. He looks past that to see them massaging each others’ butts.

The sight before Y/n prompts him to lift Chris up, giving the actor a quick kiss, and tossing him onto the bed. Chris positions himself on the bed on all fours, giving Y/n a clear visual of the actor’s pinkish hole and the hair that surrounded it. Y/n leans forward and his hands grab at Chris’ firm yet thick ass, squeezing it, massaging it in circles, and admiring the way it looked.

“Please…” Chris’ voice is heard over the sound of Jensen’s mouth sucking Y/n’s fingers while Y/n teasingly kissing America’s ass. “Please what?” Y/n questions huskily back before slapping Chris’ ass with his other hand earning a soft moan from the actor. “Don’t be a tease.” The actor speaks, spreading his legs wider, to the point where his knees are at the edge of the bed and his hole un-mistakingly begging for attention.

Jensen’s mouth moves Y/n’s fingers to his cock, wrapping his lips around the hard member and bobbing his head back and forth. Jensen’s tongue wraps, swipes, and massages the cock, allowing Jensen to taste the fan’s precum. Y//n’s hips move, in response to Jensen’s mouth, pushing his cock deeper into the man’s mouth. Jensen feels a rush of arousal at the sound of Y/n’s moaning, as the fan’s cock pushes against the back of the actor’s throat causing him to gag.

Y/n moans with his mouth on Chris’ hole, swirling his tongue around the sensitive spot, pushing it in and out of his hole. Chris pushes his ass further back into Y/n’s mouth, chasing the pleasure his fan’s tongue provides. Y/n’s tongue teases and prepares Chris’ hole before slowly dragging down to the Marvel actor’s balls. Y/n takes the balls into his mouth as his finger slips into the actor’s hole, causing a tingling feeling to course through Chris’ body.

“Mhm…” Chris releases a stifled moan as his upper body is relaxed on the bed. He feels another finger push into his hole while Y/n’s mouth closes around his leaking member. Two fingers become three, and three becomes four, stretching and thrusting inside the hero’s ass causing him to move his hips along with the thrust.

It doesn’t take long for Y/n to position his cock at Chris’ hole, lightly tapping it on the hairy pinkish area. “Tell me what you want, Chris.” Y/n deeply requests, pushing his tip inside but pulling it out again, not allowing his cock to go too deep inside yet. “You…” Chris softly breathes out, taking a break from prepping Jensen’s hole. Chris’ tongue goes back to swirling around Jensen’s hairy hole, flicking his tongue in different directions before thrusting inside the other actor’s hole.

“Fuck me, Evans…” Jensen mutters softly as he feels Chris moan on his hole. Jensen can feel Chris’ tongue push back and forth, he can tell that Y/n was finally fucking the Marvel star. He reaches behind him and pushes Chris’ face deeper into his ass causing him to moan at the feeling of Chris’ lips softly biting around his hole before.

Y/n’s thrusts were slow, controlled, and deep. The fan would watch as his cock disappear into Evans’ hole before rolling his hips back and pulling it out again. “God, such a nice fucking ass…” Y/n groans, lost in pleasure, while his hands grip Chris’ hips. Y/n lurches his head back lost in the sensation of Chris’ warm hole tightening around his cock, the feeling of the hairs on Chris’ ass tickling his waist, and the sound of moaning that filled the room.

They’d changed positions as Y/n lay on his back while the Avengers’ actor slowly brought his down onto Y/n’s cock. “Fuck…” Chris’ elongated moan, caught Jensen’s attention as he saw Chris take the entire length of Y/n’s cock in his ass. Jensen felt his cock twitch at the sight and more so at the feeling of Y/n’s fingers pushing into his hairy ass. Y/n, in this position, noticed how the on Chris’ ass was shorter and straight compared to the hair on Jensen’s, which was slightly longer and curly.

Y/n rolled his hips upwards and lowered it at a sensual pace as he thrusts his cock into Chris’s ass. Chris gyrates his hips when he feels the cock push inside of him and it hit close to his spot. “Deeper.” The blue-eyed moans around The Boys actor’s cock, continuing to bob his head back and forth on the thick cock. Jenson has his hand on the back of Chris’ head controlling the movements of his head while also rolling his cock into his mouth.

Y/n now had the tip of his cock on Jensen’s hole rubbing it around before slowly pushing it inside. “Yeah, that’s it.” The green-eyed actor moans as he feels Y/n’s cock push inside of him prompting him to push his cock into Evan’s ass. The scene was erotic, Y/n placed his hands behind his head as Jensen fucked himself with Y/n’s cock manoeuvring his ass back and forth on his cock, simultaneously fucking Evans. Chris copies Jensen’s movements by pushing his ass back and forth relative to Jensen’s movements.

“I-I’m gonna cum.” Chris moans, with his ass on Jensen’s face. He gyrates his hips on the actor’s face while stroking his cock over the man’s muscular chest. Y/n continues to thrust back and forth, in a much faster motion, into Jensen’s ass. The fan leans in closer to Chris, kissing him on the lips. “Give it to me, Chris… cum for me.” Y/n encourages panting softly, as he brings his lips closer to Evan’s throbbing cock.

Y/n continues to suck Chris’s cock, his tongue can feel the throbbing veins in the cock. It isn’t long before a string of curse words slip from Chris’ mouth as copious amounts of cum shoot out of his cock. Cum slips out of Y/n’s mouth and drips on Jensen’s chest, causing him to take some of the mixture of cum and saliva into his hand and start stroking his cock. Chris moves off of Jensen’s face and takes the Supernatural star’s cock into his mouth, eagerly sucking it.

Jensen arches his back into a moan as he feels Y/n’s dick push deep inside while Chris sucks him off. Y/n’s fingers start to squeeze and pinch at Jensen’s nipples, bringing him closer to climax. “Oh, yeah, fuck.” Y/n’s thrust speeds up at the feeling of Jensen’s hole tightening around his cock. “Oh, god, yes…” Jensen’s warm load sprays over Chris’ face and mouth, feeling an overload of stimulation.

Y/n feels Jensen and Chris collectively suck his cock while staring up at him. Their mouths collide on either side of Y/n’s cock with their tongues teasing and twirling on the cock. Y/n’s hands grip the back of each of the actors’ heads, using their mouths to bring himself closer to the edge. It isn’t long before Y/n’s load spills out of his cock, landing on the faces of the actors as they give satisfied smiles at him. The actors’ tongues and lips continue to pleasure Y/n’s sensitive cock, pulling the last drops of cum they can.

“Nothing like a little fan service to end the convention weekend, eh?” Jensen grins at the fellow actor. “Makes all of them all the more worth it.” Chris jests back before they share a kiss with Y/n.

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You know what it’s time for

Beth: hey Dad, did you get the turkey ready yet?

Rick: sure did, I treated that bird like I would treat a lover

M/n: . . .

Morty: . . .

Jerry: . . .

Summer: Grampa Rick… did you fuck the turkey

Rick: . . .

M/n: we’ll I’m killing myself

Rick: RICKSGIVING BITCHES

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denziezwhattfuck · 1 year

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You found out 141 and Los Vaqueros was inlove with you, you decided to flirt with but things get a little too much..

Task Force 141 X M!Reader X Los Vaqueros

FEM ALIGNED DNI!

When you found out everyone in the team was inlove with you, you knew you had to do a little bit of fun with that, you were bored one day looking at your phone, you thought If they all loved you you wanted to have some fun, you then went outside your room your phone on your desk, locking the door on your quarters, you walked through the halls, you saw Ghost shooting some dummies from the firing range, you then went beside him watching him shoot with a sniper on his hand, as he perfectly shot the dummies on the head you complimented him, "Nice shot, Simon!" He didnt notice you from beside him yet, he was quite surprised when you were there, you even called him by his real name It made kinda flustered, "Oh (Y/N) didnt know you were there?" He looked at you through his mask his gaze was soft, "Just wanted to watch you dear." You gave him a smile, looking above to see him starring at you, he was shocked from the name you gave him, he slightly blushed behind his mask, "Oh, alright." He said as he kept his eyes on you, you then went close to his face, though you couldnt see him behind his mask you knew you made him blush, you then smirked "How ya holding up?~" Quite a flirtatious tone you went slightly close to his face, your nose touched against his, you then pulled away from him, "Wonder how you look with me in bed, Sir?~" you then winked at him still having a smirk on your face, now that ultimately made him blush he thought of something else, "Gotta go darling~" you walked away from the range giving him a flying kiss before going out, he then thought It was a dream where he had been flirted by you, he couldnt believe It the thought was raining his brain alot, he continued doing shots on dummies but with a tint on his face, you chuckled as you went out looking for the next victim to flirt with, you saw Alejandro from the distance talking with rudy, nice a double kill your charms are about to blow these two up, you then walked towards them confidently, you fixed your hair as you did, they heard footsteps from beside them they looked over at you with a grin on your face, "Hi (Y/N) what brings you here?" Rudy asks looking at you questionably, "Oh just wanted to look for my boyfriends." You said looking at them with a wide grin on your face, they both got flustered from when you said that, "Boyfriends?" They both said in unison, you just chuckled infront of them, "Oh, right soon to be.." you said whispering from the back with a slight smirk on your face, they gave you a concerned look on their faces, you then looked back at them with a sly smile on your face, "Can I have both of you though." You laughed a little with a finger on your mouth, they again had a blush on their faces, "Gotta go now, see ya later lovelies~" you let out a sound on your lips waving them goodbye also giving them a wink, everything happened so quickly, they were questioning If everything that happened was real, they looked at you as you'd gotten away from their sights, they both looked at each other with eyes widened from what happened covering their mouths with a left out blush on their faces, Ghost then went to the hall just to see both Alejandro and Rudy talking about you, he then went up to them "What happened?" He asks, "I think (Y/N) tried to flirt with us." Rudy responded looking at Ghost with a dumbfounded expression, "Ahh he did the same to me earlier." Their eyes widened, "Oh, really?" In unison, they were really confused on why you flirted with them, "Do you think he knows?" Alejandro asks whispering through Rudy's ears, "I think so.." he responded, Ghost then raised an eyebrow looking down with a finger on his chin, "He's playing with us..." Ghost thought moving his finger out of his chin replacing It with a crossed arm..

Part 2 will be coming soon!

(SO SORRY IF I CUT OUT SOME OF MY STORIES I PROMISE ILL UPDATE SOME PARTS SOON)

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[Werewolf] What about me?

Male Werewolf x Male Reader

Draven

Notes/Warnings: TW for reader breakup, mentions of an affair, non-aggressive confrontation, reader comfort, idk, this one is short but I'm content with it, haven't been feeling great lately lol, not very proof read

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You currently laid in bed, tears streaming down you face as you hugged your pillow. You trusted people too easily and it came back to bite you in the ass today. You had gone out for a dinner date with the guy you had been dating for a month. Everything was going great. He sat you down, treated you amazingly, like nothing you could have dreamed of. Made you think he was the one. But turns out he wasn't. While the two of you were together, a woman approached you and, albeit kindly, told you that this was actually her husband. She wasn't mad at you since she knew how he could act but you still couldn't help but feel guilty. You opted to leave so they could argue or fight about it, having felt so betrayed by who you thought could be the one.

A cab was called and you cried all the way back home, tearfully messaging your best friend about what had happened. You could see that he read the messages but didn't respond. You knew he would eventually and just figured he was busy. While you lied in bed, going over what happened and the things you two did while you were together, it almost made sense. He was being so nice to mask the fact he was doing something so horrible. You couldn't help but cry more, thinking how blind you were to the signs. While you were crying, you didn't hear the front door open or the heavy footsteps making their way towards you until you felt a pair of warm, strong arms wrap around you. At first, you were understandably panicked, whipping your head around to find out who it was only to see the soft gaze of the only man you've trusted for years.

You instantly turned around and hugged him tightly, crying into his chest as he shushed and comforted you. Even though he was thinking the whole 'I told you so' shtick, he kept quiet and let you get out your emotions. Once it seemed like you had calmed down enough, he pulled away and looked down to you with a smile. "Feel a little better?" He asked, wiping away some of the tears with his thumb. "A little..." You mumbled, hiding your face away again, the sound of his heart beat comforting you. "Let's get up and take a shower. Rise that gross memory away." He said softly, sitting up while you stayed, cuddling into the bed more as you didn't want to move. He stared down to you for a moment and rolled his eyes. "C'mon, get up, let's go." He said, pulling you up and out of the bed with ease.

You whined but held onto him as he carried you into the bathroom. "Do I need to help you get undressed or can you do that yourself?" Draven asked, setting you on the counter. He stood between your legs, making you blush and shake your head, pushing him away as you got up. "Just wait outside." You said quickly, voice still a little shaky from crying. With a small sigh, you closed the door and changed into the nude. You turned on the water and waited for a moment before getting in. It was still a bit cold for your liking but it didn't bug you, washing away the day felt nice. Draven knocked at the door and asked, "May I come in?" You mumbled out a yea before hearing the door squeak open. "Its just a change of clothes." He said before closing the door again. After a few more minutes of just sitting under the water, you stepped out and dried off, seeing that he brought a pair of comfy clothes for you to wear.

With a small smile, you slipped them on. When you got to the shirt you noticed it was big on you, making you blush when you realized it was Dravens. And it was still warm. You couldn't help but blush more knowing that he had given you the shirt off his back to wear. As soon as you stepped out if the bathroom, Draven instantly swept you off your feet, causing you to yelp and cling onto him. "I hate that you can do that..." You mumbled out, hiding your face. He chuckled and hugged you close. "You smell so much better." He mumbled, barely fluent enough for you to understand. "H-huh?" You pulled back and looked at him, blush traveling to your ears at this point.

Draven tilted his head like the big puppy he is. "What?" He asked, convincingly pretending like he didn't say anything. "You... Nevermind." You said softly, hugging him close as he carried you into the living room. Little did you know, Draven only made you shower cause you, to him, smelled gross, even if you were dressed in your best cologne. You smelled like a man he hated, someone disgusting. Which is also why he gave you his shirt, opting to rock the tank underneath. "Draven you didn't have to do all this..." You said, seeing all the snacks and blankets laid out for the two of you.

"No. But, I wanted to." He said, setting you on the couch. Draven didn't let you move as he wrapped you in blankets, giving you drinks and snacks to choose from. Even though you thought he would snuggle up under the blanket with you, he didn't. Draven made himself cozy next to you, turning on the TV and putting on your favourite thing to watch. The more you thought about it, why did he go out of his way to do all these things? You weren't together but he almost treated you like you were. While you thought and went over the possibilities in your head, you were unintentionally staring at him. He could only assume what you were thinking but ended up asking, "What about me?"

This time, you tilted your head. "What?" "What about me?" He asked again, locking eyes with you as you thought for a moment. You didn't fully understand what he asked at first before realizing. He was asking, what if you dated him instead? "I... I didn't think you were into guys..." You said softly, having only ever seen him with girlfriends before. Draven glanced away awkwardly. "I wasn't. At least I didn't think I was." He said softly, looking back to you with a small smile. "Not until I met you." Draven paused for a second and bit his lip gently. "I didn't actually break up with my last girlfriend cause she was bad or anything... I broke up with her cause spending time with you made me realize I was actually into men. I was into you, specifically." He pauses and chuckles. "I mean, I'm still into you but-" You didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence, grabbing him by the nape of his neck and pulling him into a kiss.

Dravens hands naturally found their way to your waist, pulling you a bit closer. "Is there anything else important you need to tell me?" You asked once the two of you pulled away, keeping your eyes locked with his. Draven was contemplating if he should be honest or not. "I'm a werewolf?" He said, almost questioning what he said. Your brows furrowed, before a small smile a laugh left you. After your small giggle session you realized he was dead serious. "I dont believe you." You said, looking at him, slightly concerned. "Earlier when I picked you up, I said that you smelled better." He stated, one hand making its way up to cup your cheek. "You smelled like that prick still, his scent was all over you." Draven said, leaning in and nuzzling his nose in your neck. "Now you smell like me." He whispered, making you blush again, still unsure how to react to his sudden reveal. "I-I'm not sure if I fully believe you on that..." Draven pulled back and tilted his head.

"On the whole sudden Werewolf reveal..." You said softly, still being a bit shocked at the possible fact that he's a werewolf. Draven thought for a moment before using one of his large hands to cover your eyes. You protested at the sudden lack of sight and tried to pry his hand away but he wouldn't move. After a minute, he let go and you blinked a couple times. Your brows furrowed again when you saw two wolf ears sitting atop his head, perked and focused solely on you. "Haha, very cute." You said, thinking he was actually joking. You reached up and grabbed one of the ears, pulling on it gently only to realize it was actually attached to his head. "Wait seriously?" You asked, other hand shooting up to pet his other ear. They're super soft for a wolf. Draven blushed softly and nodded as you nearly crawled into his lap to pet and scratch behind his ears. He couldn't help but hide his face in your neck when you noticed he had a tail that was happily wagging behind him.

"Oh gods youre too cute..." You mumbled, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. Draven hugged you close and kissed at your neck gently. "Is this ok?" He asked, making you nod and ask him to keep going. Dravens kisses were slow and sweet, as if he was savoring you, making you shiver. "Draven..." You mumbled out, hugging him as well when he pulled back to rest his chin on your shoulder. "You're too good for that asshole." He said, keeping you pressed up against him. Draven laid back, keeping you close while you snuggled into him, his tail still swishing against the couch. "I think we could work." You said, nuzzling your face into his neck this time. Draven smiled and squeezed you tight for a moment before loosening his grip again. "I'd like that."

#male x male reader #werewolf male x male reader #x male reader #xmalereader #monster x male reader #male monster x male reader #monster male #exophilia #m4m #monster lover #mxm #male reader

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sluttingforyou · 2 months

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Had an idea for a self indulgent fic

Ranfren boys x ftm reader where he's the house's fuck toy (randal wanted another pet and luther brought home one)

Iconic am i right ^w^

#male x male #smut #x male reader #xmalereader #bottom male reader #male reader #malereader #sub male reader #ranfren x reader #ranfren #randal x reader #randals friends

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scoliosisgoblin · 1 year

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(I'm doing one cause I'm inspired)

Beth: So, m/n, dad-

M/n: Yeah?

Rick: Yes, sweetie?

Beth: Well, you two have been together for a while now, I was just wondering... how did you two meet?

Rick: Strip club.

Beth: Wow, at a place that objectifies women? So romantic.

M/n: I was the stripper.

#rick and morty #rick and morty fandom #rick sanchez x male reader #Rick x reader #xmalereader #Gay stuff

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hoodedboy79 · 4 months

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Might have to take one for the team and write something about this fine ass woman since I see no one mentioning her 😫

THE LOOK BRO, THE LOOK 🛐🧎🏻‍♂️

#call of duty #cod modern warfare #cod mw3 #milena romanova #vladimir makarov #cod makarov #x male reader #x female reader #x gn reader #platonic #xmalereader

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lxthz · 1 month

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In the dimly lit saloon of Dusty Ridge, Yone sat at the worn wooden bar, his gaze fixed on the amber liquid swirling in his glass. The flickering lanterns cast dancing shadows across the room, adding to the rugged charm of the Western frontier. As he contemplated his next move, the creak of the swinging doors drew his attention. In walked M/n, a figure clad in the attire of a seasoned traveler, his steps carrying the confidence of one who had seen their fair share of the world.

"Well, look who sauntered into our little piece of heaven. Fancy a drink, stranger?" Yone grunted, his tone gruff but not unkind, as he gestured to the empty stool beside him.

"Much obliged, partner," M/n replied with a soft smile, his voice carrying a hint of innocence as he settled onto the worn seat.

"Name's M/n. What's got you camped out in this here saloon, friend?" he inquired, his eyes alight with curiosity, though there was a sharpness beneath the facade.

"Yone. Just takin' a breather from the chaos out there," Yone explained, his voice gravelly with years of experience in the unforgiving wilderness.

Conversation flowed freely between them, punctuated by the clinking of glasses and the occasional burst of laughter from nearby patrons. They shared tales of their adventures, swapping stories of narrow escapes and chance encounters, finding common ground in the shared experience of life on the frontier.

"Ever had one of them days where everythin' just feels like it's spinnin' outta control?" M/n mused, his eyes twinkling with hidden knowledge.

Yone grunted in agreement, a flicker of recognition crossing his weathered features. "More times than I care to admit. But somehow, sittin' here with you, it all seems to fade away."

As the night wore on, the whiskey flowed freely, loosening their tongues and emboldening them to speak their truths. Yone opened up about his past, sharing tales of lost loves and broken dreams, while M/n listened intently, his facade slipping ever so slightly to reveal a shrewd understanding of the world.

"Sometimes, I wonder if I'll ever find my place in this world," Yone admitted, his voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability.

"We're all just drifters on this dusty trail, Yone. But maybe, just maybe, our paths were meant to cross for a reason," M/n replied, his words imbued with a quiet wisdom that belied his innocent demeanor.

And when Yone finally mustered the courage to confess his feelings, the air between them crackled with anticipation, charged with the possibility of something more.

"I ain't never felt this way about anyone before, partner," Yone confessed, his heart laid bare before the stranger who had somehow become so much more.

M/n's eyes widened in surprise, but then a knowing smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Well, ain't that somethin'. Reckon I feel the same."

In that moment, beneath the soft glow of the lanterns and the watchful gaze of the stars, Yone and M/n found themselves drawn together by a bond that defied explanation. They laughed, they cried, they shared stories until the early hours of the morning, their connection deepening with each passing moment.

As the night began to wane and the first light of dawn peeked over the horizon, they both knew that their time together was fleeting. With a bittersweet farewell, they parted ways, each carrying with them the memory of that fateful night in the dusty saloon of Dusty Ridge, and the hope that perhaps, somewhere down the line, their paths would cross again. But for now, they were just two souls navigating the vast expanse of the Wild West, finding solace and companionship in the unlikeliest of places. Yet, the memory of their encounter lingered like the echo of a distant melody, promising the possibility of a future reunion amidst the untamed wilderness of the frontier.

As Yone ventured back into the wilderness, his thoughts lingered on M/n. He found himself reminiscing about their conversations, the laughter they shared, and the connection he felt with the mysterious traveler. But amidst the solitude of the open plains, he couldn't shake the feeling of longing that gnawed at his heart.

Meanwhile, M/n continued on his journey, the memory of Yone's gruff yet endearing demeanor still fresh in his mind. He found himself retracing their conversations, savoring each moment shared in that dusty saloon. Despite his outward innocence, M/n carried with him a wealth of experience and insight, a fact that seemed to draw Yone to him like a moth to a flame.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, but neither Yone nor M/n could shake the memory of their encounter. Though they traveled separate paths, their thoughts often drifted back to that fateful night in Dusty Ridge, where two souls found solace and companionship amidst the chaos of the Wild West.

And as fate would have it, their paths did cross again, in the most unexpected of places. Amidst a bustling town on the outskirts of the frontier, Yone and M/n found themselves face to face once more. The reunion was like something out of a storybook, filled with laughter, tears, and the promise of a future yet to be written.

From that day forward, Yone and M/n journeyed together, their bond stronger than ever before. Through trials and tribulations, victories and defeats, they stood by each other's side, facing whatever challenges the frontier threw their way.

And though their adventures were many, the memory of that fateful night in Dusty Ridge remained etched in their hearts forevermore, a reminder of the unbreakable bond forged between two souls on the wild Western frontier.

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#male reader #fluff #xmalereader #x male reader #yone #yone league of legends #league of legends x reader #x reader #league of legends #gay

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skylarinfinity · 5 months

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sirius : [try to warning harry and male reader about voldemort] voldemort is after something, something he didn't have last time.

harry : [concern] what is it-

male reader : [don't give a flying fuck about voldemort] is it a nose?

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biggestxsimps · 11 months

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Yandere Taro & Ayato x male reader

Where reader is a popular guy who’s friends with all the groups. He always has his arm draped around someone, either across their shoulders or around the waist (platonically.) However everyone has developed feelings for him because of it. Especially the yan duo, who aren’t too keen on sharing with anyone else but themselves.

Kidnapped By Obsession

Yandere!Ayato Aishi + Yandere!Taro Yamada x Male Reader

A/N: Hello! This fic was requested over on our Tumblr! Thank you so much for this request, I absolutely enjoyed writing this fic, probably one of my favourites I’ve written yet. This fic is a little over 2.3k words, thank you for being very patient with me, this was delayed for a little while but I hope you guys enjoy it. Any feedback is appreciated!

(I do not support yandev.)

CONTENT WARNINGS:

Yandere simulator, Yanderes, Murder, Weapons, Blood, Violence and Kidnapping!

Y/N arrived at school late, a few minutes after the bell had rung for break. He walked over to his locker, putting his bag away and grabbing out his bento box. Just as he shut his locker, Kokona popped up into his vision, a small smile appeared on the female's face. “Hi Y/N-Kun! I didn’t see you in the morning so I figured you weren’t coming to school today.” she spoke softly, taking his hand in her own.

Y/N smiled in return as Kokona started to lead him towards the doors of the courtyard. “I slept in.” he responds, chuckling softly as he pushes the door open, Kokona following after him as they stroll through the courtyard, eyes following the two. Well, more so Y/N. An extremely well known and popular guy at the school, he practically befriended everyone he knew. He was very charismatic and easy to get along with.

Kokona let out a small laugh, slowly letting go of his hand. Osana looked up, seeing Y/N had finally arrived. She groaned softly, seeing the purple haired female there besides him already. She huffed, turning to face Taro who was already watching the two approach them.

“Taro! She’s always with him, practically a fly stuck to a spider's web. It sucks, I never get alone time with him without that idiot around.” she whined lowly, referring to Kokona.

Taro locked eyes onto Y/N, he couldn’t help but stare, completely blocking out Osana’s whining and complaining. He could feel his heart race slightly, he couldn’t take his eyes off him. He was absolutely perfect in every way, shape, and form. Whilst he was lost in thought, Osana grew increasingly irritated with her best friend, she shoved him harshly, Taro suddenly snapping out of his thoughts.

Kokona exchanged a friendly greeting with Taro, trying her best to greet the ginger. Meanwhile Osana snarled slightly, being completely impolite but still managing a quick ‘Hello.’

Y/N greeted Osana with a happy expression, absolutely glad to see his friend after the weekend. Osana’s demeanour changed within seconds as her friend acknowledged her. “Hi Y/N-Kun!” she spoke ecstatic, her mood being ruined when he turned his attention to Taro.

Taro smiled slightly, watching him. “Hello Y/N..” he said timidly, feeling his heartbeat pace faster. “Hello Taro, it’s nice seeing you again.” he spoke, giving a small nod.

The raven haired male’s cheeks lit up, dusting a soft pink coat as Kokona and Y/N started to walk off, Osana walked after them, Taro shutting his book and following closely behind. “Can I come? It gets kinda lonely just sitting here.” he hummed, finding some excuse to come with them.

Y/N gave a small nod of approval, Taro walked behind them, listening in on their conversation, trying to pick out the things on Y/N.

A few minutes beforehand, Ayato was propped up against the tree in the courtyard, stalking Taro as per usual. He didn’t feel the same, not like he used to when stalking him, he wasn’t lovestruck, he barely felt anything anymore for him. His heart wasn’t running 100 miles an hour like it used to.

He was pulled away from his thoughts as he watched two new people enter his vision. He could recognise Kokona, but Y/N not so much. He had seen the other around school, but he didn’t think much of him until now. His heart raced, feeling his cheeks heat up as he cupped them slightly, letting out a sound of frustration.

He shook his head slightly. He needed to remain alert at all times, no time for fussing over Y/N when he ‘loved’ Taro.

Aishi observed them from afar before deciding to walk after them, making sure to maintain some distance. He wasn’t going to let some lousy male get between him and Taro, he would ‘still willingly’ do anything and everything for him.

Once they arrived, Taro took a seat, Osana and Kokana sitting beside him, Y/N sitting on the edge beside Osana, engaging in some small talk with her as he ate his food.

Taro averted his gaze, watching Osana with a loathing look in his eyes. He was vaguely annoyed, not liking how much attention Osana was getting at all. He nearly lost his cool just from the simple touch of Y/N placing a hand on her shoulder in a friendly manner.

Kokona noticed his irritation but decided to stay quiet, not thinking further about it. She was sure the two friends had some small argument earlier, there seemed to always be an issue between those two.

Not far away, Ayato was watching from the doorway to the roofs before moving over to a wall nearby where they sat, glancing around the corner, trying to overhear the conversation. It was when he’d realised that Y/N had his hands on Osana’s shoulders, his face contorting into a look of slight disgust.

Timeskip:

Over the last few weeks, Y/N had started to see a repeating pattern of Kokona and Osana constantly ignoring him, or walking off every time he tried to speak to them or anything. In fact, when he would go up to other people they’d just dismiss their conversations and go elsewhere. He was super confused, why were people suddenly avoiding him.

Had he done something wrong? He hadn’t heard anything bad.

He found it slightly weird that only Taro and Ayato had come up to him with no worries at all, but he didn’t want to jump to conclusions, he was sure it was nothing at all.

Kokona and Osana were both absolutely petrified. Not only for themselves but also for the safety of Y/N.

Kokona had received an absolute brutal letter not long ago, threatening to blackmail her or potentially murder her if she got in the way between Y/N and Ayato. Whilst only a few days ago Osana was held at knife point by Taro as he intimidated her, Y/N right around the corner.

It was just a little after school as Y/N roamed the halls in hope to find someone he could speak to. He averted his gaze, seeing Budo just outside of the martial arts club.

Budo looked up, seeing Y/N come over to him. He sucked in a breath, looking around nervously before he spoke. “Haha! Y/N. It’s great to see you! What brings you to the uhm-..martial arts club?” He asked, raising a brow and crossing his arms over his chest.

Y/N observed the others body language, letting out a small groan in response. “You too? Budo. What’s going on?. Have I done something?” He asked, praying for answers. It was really starting to bug him now, he even thought it might have been the bullies doing, but even they turned a blind eye on him and he was respected by them too.

Budo stepped from side to side slightly, trying his best to suppress his nervous fidgeting. He glanced around before grabbing Y/N’s wrist gently, pulling him inside of the club room before shutting the door and looking around in panic.

Y/N slowly draped an arm on his shoulder, tapping his shoulder gently to try and distract him from his worries. “Budo relax, nothings going to happen. Whatever you’re worrying about..I’m here.” He smiled.

With reassurance from Y/N, Budo stopped and looked at him, leaning into his comforting chaste touch. “I overheard a conversation between Yamada and Aishi talking about how to make others avoid you. I’m unsure why but they were rambling on about how everyone is taking you away from them.”

Y/N looked at the other, he wore a blank expression. He was unsure how to feel at the sudden news. But it did make sense why others were avoiding him so much and why Ayato and Taro hadn’t. He could feel himself going to be sick. He gave a small nod, smiling slightly at Budo. “Thank you for telling me, I appreciate it..” he responds, pulling the martial arts club leader in a warm hug.

Budo reluctantly wrapped his arms around his torso, giving a small nod in response. He closed his eyes for a moment, figuring how dead he would be if he were caught anywhere near Y/N. He slowly opened his eyes, fixating them onto a familiar looking silhouette through the doors. He immediately let go of Y/N in panic, pointing back at the door.

Y/N whipped his head around, only getting a small glimpse of the shadow before the person fled. He sucked in a breath, his heart starting to race. He glanced around, grabbing Mastudas wrist as he opened the door and poked his head out before he started to quietly walk down the hallway with him.

The raven haired boy looked around quickly, keeping quiet, as if he was trying not to alert the person. He knew many people wouldn’t be around so he Prayed they would get out of there quickly.

Within minutes, the two had flown down the stairs, running side by side, footsteps trailing not far behind them as they exited the school building, slowing down when they heard the steps come to a halt. Budo leaned over, resting his hands on his knees as breathed heavily, Y/N leaning against the wall as he tried to catch his breath.

“I think..- we lost..them..-” Budo sighed, slowly getting up.”Go home Y/N.” he spoke again.

Y/N raised a brow, he was clearly worried for Budos safety. “Are you sure?” he asked, Budo giving a small nod of reassurance once more. Without another word, Y/N gave the other a hug before quickly leaving the school grounds. He had great faith in Budo, he was the leader of the martial arts club.

They went their separate ways, Y/N starting to head home. On his way home, he couldn't help but feel tense. He couldn’t shake off what Budo told him minutes ago, he felt weirded out. What would Taro and Ayato want with him? He was convinced that Taro and Osana were in love, he was also sure he had caught Ayato stalking Taro too months ago! He was starting to overthink it too much, he was driving himself down a pothole of anxiety.

Whilst he was lost in thought, someone approached him from ubehind, following closely behind him, awaiting for the perfect moment to strike. Within seconds, the figure wrapped their arms around Y/N, a black glove covering his mouth, the other gripping onto his side tightly to stop him from moving around. “Quit moving, unless you want to die.” The voice spoke, slowly bringing a bloody knife to his neck.

Y/N went stiff in their grasp, immediately recognising the voice. He went into an instant state of panic as he stayed still, listening to every word they said.

There was no way Ayato would actually hurt Y/N! He couldn’t bring himself to do it. He loved him alot, even more than when he had loved Taro previously. Something about the other drove him to absolute insanity, he couldn’t see himself getting violent with Y/N like he thought about with Yamada.

After a few threats and thrashing around, Y/N slowly complied with him and did as he said. He had tried his best to fight back, but the awkward position wasn’t helping him

Ayato grabbed out a cloth which was already covered in chloroform. Wasn’t the safest option, but he figured Y/N could handle it. He held it against Y/N’s mouth and nose. Slowly but surely his body went limp in the other's arms, everything going black.

A soft groan fell from Y/N’s lips, his body aching slightly. How long had he been out for? Just as he went to stretch out his body, his movements were restricted. He hissed slightly, feeling rope burn against his skin. He then recalled what happened, immediately his body going into an utter state of panic as he tried his best to compose himself.

A disgusting scent filled his nose, the smell of something metallic and rusty.

He was snapped out of thoughts as he heard something scuffle nearby, the lights being switched on. Y/N squinted his eyes, allowing him a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the brightness before his gut whirled.

Taro walked in, Ayato following not too far behind him with a small smile. “You’re awake! I hope Ayato wasn’t too rough. He insisted on bringing you here.” He spoke, grumbling softly.

Ayato rolled his eyes, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Y/N looked up at the two horrified. He could still imagine the bloody gloves, the feeling of the liquid leaking onto his clothes whilst he was fighting against Ayato.

Oh he could only imagine whose blood it was…

He prayed that Budo got home safely.

“I didn’t hurt him. He's fine. See, no injuries.” Ayato spoke, kicking off the wall and walking over to Y/N, gripping his chin gently. “You’re not scared, are you?” He asked lowly.

Y/N tensed up, shaking his head. “Whose blood..was that on you?” He asked with a shaky voice.

Ayato chuckled softly, shaking his head slightly. “The martial arts leader, uh Budo Matsuda. That guy who had his arms around you..” he mumbled, his skin crawling just at the thought of others being anywhere near him.

Y/N sunk back into his chair, his breathing quickening slightly. He knew he shouldn’t have left Budo alone. “You’re sick! Both of you- Oh my fucking god..” he yelled out, seeing Taro dragging Budo’s limp body along the floor. He felt sick, visibly gagging a few times.

Yamada glanced over at Y/N, smiling slightly and rubbing his neck. “Sorry Y/N, I gotta get rid of the body.” He hummed. He looked extremely happy, it made Y/N sick to his core. How could someone be so cruel?

Y/N looked away, clenching his eyes shut tightly, hoping that this was just all a bad dream. He shut out the voices of both Ayato and Taro, his whole world going quiet as he sat there in silence.

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sunny-mercya · 2 months

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Naked Ecstasy

Trafalgar Law x Male Reader

Fandom -> One Piece

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You sat on top of Law, straddling his lap as you roam your hands over his tanned skin—underneath his tanktop, the only piece of clothing Law had on, you absolutely find more than just hot on your man—and leaning down to graze your lips over his, lower lips caught between your teeth and gently nibbling on them.

Law holds your hips, gripping them slightly—fearing, jokingly, that you might fall off, with how eagerly you're over him—rubbing circles with his thumb onto your naked skin, than all you wore was his blue overcoat.

The sole sight of you, naked and on top of him—thoughts so lustful and unholy running through his mind and the things Law wanted to do with your body—brought a flush of red hue onto his skin.

Your harden member rubbed against his own, sending a friction of electricity and heat through Laws body and brought a low rumbled moan from his lips.

It had been long, so very long till Law and you had finally some time for one another. Time alone where neither of you had to be on guard, where mere sloppy kisses weren't enough now to satisfy upcoming needs and where neither of you had to hold back.

Law longed for you and your body since the last proper night you two had together—which Law couldn't quite remember when that was.

You raked your hands through Laws hair, which had gotten longer over the years, while Law pulls you even closer to him—deepen the next kiss with more hunger and lust, wanting to feel every inch of you again and print it in his mind forever.

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You're barely awake enough, when Law had pulled—after the countless hours of rounds you two were doing—out from you and moving your body ever so slightly around.

You moaned out to him, more a painful and exhausted whimper it was, wanting Law back at your side—cuddling into his strong arms and sharing heat—and to just laze around, because you definitely weren't ready for anything but blissful sleep.

»Be right back, just getting us more comfortable« Law shushed you, moving his hand through your hair.

You blinked at him, nuzzling into his touch before his hand went away—and dropping back into sleep, head lulling away to the sides.

Law licked over his lips, finding it adorable how you looked right now—all sweaty and exhausted limp, from the tedious activity you two did together over hours and hours—and Law had the urge to ravenously take and eat you up again.

Picking you up, another moan left your lips, Law contemplating to which Ship he should teleport—his or yours, because he surely doesn't want to be seen—after all you two are still very humanly naked and messily sticky—by anyone, because if either of your or his crewmates saw—they would tease and have a field trip of gossip.

It wasn't like, that Law was embarrassed about you or wanted to hide his feelings and relationships with you—they all know about it since Punk Hazard—it's just, their teasing (and the overprotectiveness from your friends) was a hassle of annoyance and Sachi and Penguin were real professionals of asshat when it comes to such thing.

In the end, Law had chosen the Polar Tang. There he had his private quarters after all, because the last time he was on the Sunny—you hadn't your own room, even though your rather sensitive—insecurity—picky when it comes to sleeping around others and yet you choose to share a room with your mates—and you showing Law your "secret", they weren't even remotely close to secret and secure—not in his opinion at least—sleeping spots, when you do have those rare days of wanting to sleep alone somewhere safe and comfortable.

So yeah, Law rather prefers his own bed over a couch or makeshift bed somewhere in the kitchen.

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»Mhm, your hair's getting longer. I liked it when it was all short, though I also like it how it's now, good to ruffle through and the bed hair? Certainly a hot look on you«

Law grunted in Response, rubbing over his face as you played with his hair and pulling at the longer strands at his neck.

It had been the most proper sentence you had said, after you finally—and for actuality—woke up from your sleep.

Maybe Law had been a bit too rough with you, because you were way out of it and when you would wake up—be it for just a few minutes, although in a sort of daze—all you would do was moan and mumbling incoherent nonsense of word piles to Law.

And then Law begun to worry, that if he had been too rough, he might could have brought you into a low-sugar state—but he checked twice and was relieved, you weren't.

You didn't question why you were in Laws bed, instead of laying on the hard ground in the forest and neither did you question why you're washed clean and only wearing one of Laws old hoodies.

»Can I keep your hoodie?«

»Why?«

»It's super comfy and warm and it reminds me of you«

Law grinned, pulling you closer towards him. Funny, he thought, that's the same thing you said back on Punk Hazard—when he had giving you one of his hoodies, after you discarded your coat (and only being left in a shirt and shorts) to hold of the massive wave of magma and ice cold water—which the marines accidentally released open from the dam.

You were astonished by the warmths of Law hoodie, that you didn't take it off until you docked on Dressrosa.

»If you want my hoodie, it costs you a kiss,«

»That's pricey, don't you think? How about I pay you two kisses?«

You kissed Laws lips once, than twice and when you wanted to pull away—Law holds you tight, deepen the kiss even more, till you felt no more oxygen in your lungs and flips you over.

Aah, there it was, that boyish—impish—like grin of your fiancé, you come to love.

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