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[ejundo]

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

★warnings:

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.

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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 . .

[flaredcfan]

John Constantine, flat out drunk and high off his ass, crashing into a pile of bins:

[name], voice cracking: He's so beautiful. I love him so much.

[urween]

"Quatre secondes"

Wolverine x

M/FTMreader

note : mutant!reader

résumé : Logan entend malgré lui des bruits assez dérangeants dans une chambre voisine, il sera surpris de découvrir de qui ils proviennent

⚠︎ warnings : forme de voyeurisme, violence, langage vulgaire/cru, évocation de sexualité et de guerre, alcool, jalousie

3 805 mots - Description à la troisième personne

Il avait une ouïe surdéveloppée, tout le monde le savait. Les élèves qui se disputaient, il les entendait. Les vitres cassées par un ballon, il les entendait. Les rires à deux heures du matin, ça putain ouais il les entendait aussi. En bref, il entendait tout ce qu’il se passait dans le manoir, du moins au deuxième étage. D’habitude, aucun problème à s’endormir avec ces bruits, il avait déjà dormi sous des tirs de fusils alors des gosses n’allaient pas l’empêcher de se reposer. Enfin, c'est ce qu’il pensait. Les rires, les insultes, les chuchotements, d’accord, mais les gémissements c'étaient autre chose encore.

Au deuxième étage il n’y avait que les étudiants ayant dépassé la majorité, pour ceux que l’on pouvait dater, et quelquefois il arrivait que ce genre de choses se produisent mais rien de terrible, c'était léger et rapide, tout l’inverse de ces dernières fois. Parce que oui, “ces” dernières fois. Pas juste une fois, un vendredi soir pour fêter le weekend, non, tous les putains de soirs depuis une semaine. Alors Logan commençait à regretter son ouïe surdéveloppée.

Il n’avait jamais bien dormi, c'était pas son genre, mais ne pas dormir n'était pas son genre non plus. Il avait besoin de sommeil. Son corps avait beau se régénérer, il devait se reposer, pour éviter d'être de mauvaise humeur, encore plus que d’habitude je veux dire.

Mais aller toquer à la porte de cette chambre et demander poliment d'arrêter de baiser tous les soirs n'était pas non plus dans ses options. Malgré son caractère, assez explosif, Logan n’aimait pas ces situations, elles le mettaient toujours très mal à l’aise. Et puis, il devait avouer aussi qu’admettre que depuis une semaine il écoutait sans le vouloir ces bruits était un peu gênant, voire même beaucoup.

Lors de ces nuits blanches, Logan était parvenu à localiser la chambre d’où prévenait tout ce boucan. C'était la dernière, tout au fond du couloir, à environ cinq chambres de la sienne. Si sa mémoire était bonne, Oscar dormait là-dedans. Un mec assez banal et gentillet, le genre à se faire recaler par toutes ses conquêtes amoureuses. Et pourtant il en faisait du bordel. Bien entendu il n'était pas tout seul dans l’histoire, mais Logan ne voyait pas qui pourrait être la deuxième personne. Oscar avait des ami.e.s mais rien de fantastique, pas de petit.e ami.e non plus et en aucun cas une mutation permettant de faire ce genre de choses tout seul. En fait, il pouvait juste manipuler les couleurs, mais pas à un très haut niveau, seulement inverser le jaune d’une banane avec le rouge d’une fraise par exemple. Alors Logan séchait, il ne voyait pas qui ça pouvait bien être. Et même la voix ne l’aidait pas, il entendait davantage Oscar que l’autre. Même si quelquefois il parvenait à capter une voix, très douce, très tremblante, et il devait l'avouer, assez agréable à entendre. Mais ce n'était pas sa faute, il ne pouvait pas ne pas écouter, ses oreilles entendaient pour lui. Et même avec des bouchons il entendait tout, puis de toute manière il ne supportait pas ces trucs en plastique fluorescent.

Au bout de la cinquième fois, il avait eu espoir que ça s’arrête, qu’ils arrêtent. Mais ce n'était pas arrivé.

Honnêtement, il était un peu à cran. Les élèves le remarquaient très clairement, dès le début de la semaine ils avaient vu que Wolverine était d’humeur cinglante, ils se tenaient encore plus à carreaux. Leur soulagement était qu’au moins il n'était pas professeur, parce qu’ils se voyaient mal avoir à endurer ce regard enflammé pendant une voire deux heures de cours. Logan était simplement “invité”, ou peut-être “habitant”, ou “babysitter” aussi parfois. Charles lui avait proposé un poste en tant que professeur d’histoire, mais il avait vite refusé, ne voulant pas avoir à se coltiner des évaluations à corriger et une cravate à porter. Quelquefois il donnait des sortes de cours, ou plutôt des entraînements, dans le combat bien entendu. Et puis un ou deux, ou une petite dizaine d’élèves peut-être, lui demandait fréquemment de les aider à la salle de sport, pour des conseils ou juste un soutien physique. Avec tout ça il avait fini par connaître tout le monde, même s’il n’en avait pas l’air, il aimait plutôt bien ces gosses.

Et puisque officiellement il n’avait rien à faire, il pouvait observer Oscar, ou plutôt avec qui il traînait.

Appuyé contre un encadrement de porte, Logan ne détacha pas son regard du jeune homme. Malicia était passée parler à Oscar, et des sueurs froides avaient parcouru le dos de Logan en imaginant cette possibilité, mais heureusement elle était avec Bobby dans une chambre à l'autre bout du couloir. Katt était aussi passée pour lui donner des livres, mais Logan savait qu’elle avait déjà quelqu’un d’autre dans le viseur, ça ne pouvait donc pas être elle. Quentin, Mark, Sophie et Sasha aussi. En fait, Oscar parlait à beaucoup de monde et n’avait pourtant pas d’amis fixes.

Dix-sept heures et Logan commençait à râler. Pour un samedi, Oscar en voyait du monde, il faisait courir Logan un peu partout. Et dans tout ça, personne ne pouvait correspondre.

« Salut, tu as pu le récupérer ? »

Devant lui, à une quinzaine de mètres, Oscar discutait avec une nouvelle personne encore. Logan leva les yeux au ciel derrière ses lunettes de soleil et s’appuya davantage sur l’arbre dans son dos.

« Mh mh, Tornade a été compréhensive, elle m'a même aidé à le réparer »

Le garçon souriait faiblement, il n'était pas timide, Logan le savait puisqu’il connaissait assez bien ce jeune homme, c'était même lui qui l’avait ramené.

Il y a quatre mois, Logan est parti, sans vraiment savoir pourquoi, pour être honnête, il voulait juste aller près d’un lac et regarder la forêt vivre en face. Mais il a entendu un couinement, humain, ou du moins pas animal. En fait, il a failli couper la tête à ce garçon lors de leur première rencontre, il s'était caché dans un buisson derrière lui. Logan l’a écouté lui expliquer qu’il avait fuit sa maison pour échapper à des personnes qui ne l’appréciaient pas, il disait que sa famille lui manquait beaucoup mais qu’il ne pouvait pas revenir avec eux car c'était dangereux. Puis, sorti de nul part, il lui a dit qu’il était désolé pour tout ce qu’il avait vécu. Logan l’a fixé, pendant un long moment avant de demander : “tu lis dans les pensées ?”. Ce à quoi le garçon a répondu : “j’interprète les signes invisibles”. Il a fallu dix bonnes minutes pour que Logan comprenne, et qu'il se détende un peu par la même occasion. Le garçon lui a demandé pardon, il a dit ne pas avoir voulu être trop brusque mais qu’il n’avait pas pu s'empêcher de le dire, parce qu’il voyait la souffrance sur les traits de Logan. La discussion s'était arrêtée là, Logan s'était levé et avait lentement soufflé, il n'aimait pas parler de sa vie alors savoir que quelqu'un pouvait lire en lui comme dans un livre ouvert l'avait dérangé. Le garçon s'était encore une fois excusé, les larmes aux yeux, et Logan l'avait regardé pendant quatre secondes, quatre longues secondes qui lui avaient fait ressentir plus que quatre années. Il avait pris le garçon dans ses bras, il n’avait pas contrôlé son geste, il voulait juste le prendre dans ses bras pour quelques instants. Après, Logan l'avait emmené au Manoir, et ils s’étaient vite perdus de vue dans la masse de mutants. Mais il le regardait, il ne pouvait pas s'empêcher de le regarder lorsqu'il passait devant une salle de classe et qu’il le voyait en train de prendre des notes, ou lorsqu’il écoutait de la musique dans le jardin. Logan se sentait un peu attaché à ce garçon, enfin, ce jeune homme, puisqu’il avait vingt-trois ans.

« Génial, Oscar sourit gentiment, et..tu peux venir ce soir ? »

Logan ouvrit grand les yeux. Oscar fixait le garçon avec un sourire, un peu trop grand pour n'être qu’une invitation à jouer aux cartes.

« Je sais pas trop, tu sais ça va beaucoup mieux là donc..je veux pas forcer de trop, répondit l'autre avec un regard neutre, contrastant avec la situation »

Bordel, il ne s’attendait pas à ce que ça soit lui. Mais en y repensant, ça semblait presque logique maintenant. La voix faible et tremblante était aussi calme et douce que la sienne, et puis il parlait beaucoup avec Oscar depuis quelque temps.

Logan lâcha son arbre, il retira ses lunettes et passa sa main contre ses yeux. Bordel de merde, il ne s'attendait pas à ça. Il avait besoin d’un peu de calme, et d’une bière accessoirement, alors il alla s’enfermer dans sa chambre.

Dans le jardin, Oscar et le garçon continuaient de parler, mais Logan n'était plus là pour les entendre, malheureusement.

« Aah putain ouais »

Deux jours, ils avaient tenu deux jours avant de recommencer. Et Logan n’allait plus tenir, surtout maintenant qu’il savait à qui parlait Oscar.

Bordel, il n’aimait pas ça, non il n'aimait pas ça du tout. Cette contraction dans sa mâchoire, ses muscles tendus, son cerveau en ébullition. Bordel, ça faisait des années qu'il n'avait pas été jaloux, et il fallait que ça tombe sur ce mec.

Sincèrement, il devrait avoir une médaille pour ne pas déjà avoir lacéré cette foutue porte de chambre, et peut-être au passage un des hommes à l’intérieur. Mais c’était quelque chose de compliqué à contrôler, la colère elle était faite pour sa mutation, elle était compatible. Alors oui, putain oui il avait envie de sortir ses griffes et de défoncer cette porte. Mais il se retenait, parce que concrètement il n’y avait rien, rien que deux types en train de coucher ensemble. Il n’avait aucun droit sur ce garçon, il lui avait à peine parler, et pourtant un truc au fond de lui, au plus profond de sa cage thoracique, lui disait qu’il était sien. Foutu Wolverine, foutu instinct.

Il se leva, arrêtant de massacrer son oreiller avec ses dents. Il ouvrit sa porte de chambre et descendit le plus vite possible au rez-de-chaussée, assez vite pour se retenir de sortir ses griffes. Bien sûr il n’y avait personne, tout le monde était dans sa chambre et dormait, enfin sauf certains. Logan ouvrit le réfrigérateur et y prit un soda, puisque l'alcool était interdit dans l’établissement. Il but la moitié de la bouteille, manquant d’en faire couler sur son menton. Il essaya de se persuader que c'était de la bière, mais le sucre gâchait tout.

Un bâillement le fit sursauter. Par réflexe ses griffes sortirent, prêtes à embrocher.

« Wow range tes couteaux je veux juste de l’eau ! »

Le garçon se tenait devant lui, dans un large t-shirt beaucoup trop grand pour lui. Logan rentra immédiatement ses griffes, posant à l’aveugle son soda sur le comptoir de la cuisine.

« Qu’est-ce que tu fous ici ? »

Sa voix granuleuse, rauque, presque incompréhensible lorsqu’il parlait trop bas. Le garçon déglutit faiblement, il avança et passa derrière l’îlot central pour attraper un verre dans le placard. Logan semblait bouleversé, ok non peut-être pas autant, juste un peu déboussolé alors. Ses yeux étaient plus ouverts que la normale, ses pupilles larges, rondes, et ce n'était pas pour l’obscurité, il y avait au moins deux millimètres en trop pour que ce soit le cas. Et puis sa mâchoire était tendue, pas contractée mais elle l’avait été très récemment ça se voyait, il y avait encore les micros tremblements musculaires sur le masséter. Et sa peau était pigmentée, par du rouge amarante, posé par points s’étirant petit à petit le long de l’os principal.

« Je viens juste chercher de l’eau, pas besoin d'être aussi agressif »

Logan essaya de respirer, vraiment, mais il avait un peu de mal. Est-ce qu’il venait boire pour compenser toute la sueur épuisée, est-ce que ce t-shirt était à Oscar, est-ce que cette odeur était la sienne.

« Cale-toi sur le battement de tes cils, dit le garçon en s’appuyant sur le lavabo, la respiration devient meilleure et régulée lorsque les clignements sont plus lents et contrôlés »

Logan lui lança un regard, entre l’interrogation et la désorientation. Le garçon lui sourit, il but une gorgée de son eau avant de reprendre la parole.

« Les signes invisibles, expliqua-t-il, tu es stressé, énervé et frustré, je dirais que c’est en rapport avec quelqu'un et je pourrais même dire que c’est moi mais j’aime pas être narcissique alors je le dirais pas »

Le jeune émit une courte pause, juste le temps d'interpréter les réactions de l’homme en face de lui.

« J’ai raison, et en plus de tout ça je dirais que tu es totalement paumé, il se rapprocha, regarde moi, dans les yeux, fixe moi et seulement moi, il posa sa main sur la joue droite de Logan, ne crois pas que j’essaie de te draguer, je te calme juste, parce que ça m’embêterait que le Wolverine fasse une crise d’angoisse à cause de moi »

Les spasmes oculaires se calmèrent, Logan l'écoutait et le fixait comme il lui avait dit. Son cœur ralentissait, tout doucement, pas d’un coup sec et c'était bon signe. Sa gorge était toujours serrée, il retenait quelque chose, son air ou sa voix peut-être, ou alors une réaction, oui une réaction.

« Tu peux sourire si tu veux, je vais pas te croquer tu sais, il sourit doucement à Logan pour appuyer ses mots, et puis je sais très bien que c’est toujours amusant comme situation, il retira doucement la main du visage de Logan, je veux dire, que quelqu’un sache exactement ce que tu penses et fais sans qu'il lise dans tes pensées, ça fait flipper, ou rire, ça dépend des personnes »

Sa gorge se desserra très légèrement, et un souffle amusé passa ses lèvres. Le garçon s'écarta de quelques pas, pour avoir une vue d’ensemble, et tout sembla à peu près stable.

« Comment tu peux faire ça »

Il sourit de nouveau à Logan et répondit en montrant de la tête les mains de ce dernier.

« Et toi, comment tu peux faire ça »

Logan reprit sa bouteille dans un sourire amusé, il la finit en quelques gorgées. En face, le garçon fixait la pomme d’Adam monter et descendre dans une lenteur hypnotisante. Il devait l'avouer, Logan lui plaisait beaucoup.

« Je- je vais remonter du coup, dit-il en se redressant »

La bouteille de soda vide fit un bruit aigu en se posant contre le plan de travail. Logan croisa les bras et prit deux secondes pour observer le jeune homme qui le regardait toujours.

« Tu t’entends bien avec Oscar ? »

Ce micro tremblement dans sa voix grave, il soulignait une retenue. Le garçon fronça les sourcils et pencha la tête sur le côté, réfléchissant à ce signe plutôt qu'à la question. La voix de Logan était plus forte, d’environ trois décibels, plus puissante surtout, oui puissante. Son visage était fermé, comme la plupart du temps, mais les muscles de ses joues n'étaient pas contractés contrairement à d’habitude, il était plus détendu à certains endroits de son corps. La bouche, les yeux, les hanches et le ventre. Ok, on touchait au personnel, la question avait un rapport avec son personnel.

« Il est gentil oui, pourquoi ? Tu le connais ? »

Léger mouvement du sourcil droit, ça l'agaçait.

« Non, répondit Logan, pas plus que n’importe quel mec »

Son regard un peu fuyant, qui contournait la silhouette du garçon. Ok, il avait sa réponse.

« Tu es jaloux Logan, expliqua le jeune homme avec un grand sourire, t’es tellement jaloux que le simple fait de parler d’Oscar fait bouger tes griffes »

Il se rapprocha de l’homme, assez pour laisser un mètre entre eux deux. Logan planta son regard dans celui de l’autre, et le garçon su qu'il avait raison.

« Il est à qui ce t-shirt »

Son sourire ne fit que de s’agrandir.

« À un homme, répondit le plus jeune »

« Qui »

Des frissons se mirent à courir contre la peau du garçon, la voix de Logan était encore plus forte, plus grave encore.

« Tu irais déchiqueté l’intestin d’Oscar si je te disais son prénom ? »

Le point de Logan se resserra, non il lui mettrait un coup de poing, et Dieu sait comme de l’adamantium pur dans la mâchoire peut faire des dégâts. Le garçon se rapprocha encore un peu.

« Je pense que Charles ne sera pas très content si tu mets dans le coma un de ses élèves, mh ? »

Doucement, lentement surtout, il posa sa main sur les phalanges de Logan. Ses doigts se refermèrent sur les os solides de l’homme, créant une chaleur diffuse à ce niveau.

« Range ces armes, arrête de serrer des dents, tu vas finir par te les casser et surtout, il caressa de son pouce la peau de Logan, continue de me regarder comme ça si tu veux que je t’embrasse »

Quatre secondes, quatre longues secondes. Logan y vit toute la tendresse du monde, remuant dans les iris du jeune homme en face de lui. Toute la fraîcheur du matin, pigmentant sa peau. Il y vit un courant puissant circuler derrière ces yeux, un courant d’eau et d'électricité, quelque chose de grand et dangereux, tout au fond derrière ces beaux yeux. La mutation de ce garçon était puissante, grande et dangereuse si elle était mal contrôlée, il pouvait tuer en un regard, un souffle ou un toucher. Ces beaux yeux avaient accès aux corps de n’importe quel être vivant, des poumons aux paupières, il pouvait tout voir avec ces beaux yeux. Il pouvait ressentir le clignement ayant qu’il n’arrive juste en un regard dans les iris de quelqu’un, il pouvait l’intercepter ou le supprimer. Un regard sur le cœur humain et il y voyait le rythme, rapide pour Logan, il pouvait le stopper, il pouvait le contrôler. Il pouvait stopper le Wolverine comme le contrôler, comme s’il ne s’agissait que d’un simple être humain, comme s’il n’avait pas ce poison sur les os et que sa peau vieillissait au rythme des années. Il pouvait tuer Logan, comme n’importe quel autre mutant ou humain, il pouvait s’il le voulait le rendre mortel, il avait ce pouvoir. Il le rendait mortel, parce que d’un regard, d’un souffle ou d’un toucher, il pouvait lui ôter la vie. Logan ressentait ça, il voyait ce courant puissant danser dans ces beaux yeux. Et putain, il adorait ça.

Et aussi peut-être que dans ces beaux yeux, dans ce courant chargé d’électricité humide, il pouvait imaginer tout son futur, se gravant à l’encre rouge sur ses lèvres entrouvertes. Parce qu’il avait quelqu’un de dangereux en face de lui, des lèvres dangereuses qui pouvaient lui ôter la vie, comme personne n’en avait jamais eu le pouvoir.

Pour la première fois depuis des années, il pouvait légitimement éprouver de la peur, la peur de la mort qui se cachait sur ces lèvres, ces lèvres qu’il embrassa à pleine bouche.

Le jeune homme ne put s’empêcher de gémir en sentant les lèvres de Logan contre les siennes. Il aurait pensé devoir se battre avec le temps pour pouvoir suivre le rythme d'un baiser avec Wolverine, mais c'était tout l’inverse. Il était doux, ses mouvements lents et contrôlés, sa main tendre contre la joue du garçon. Il prenait son temps, tout son temps. Il caressait de son pouce la peau laiteuse du jeune homme, il souriait faiblement entre deux rencontres buccales, semblant même murmurer des mots que seul lui entendait, mais que le garçon interprétait.

Logan poussa l'autre contre le réfrigérateur, faisant tomber quelques cartes postales et aimants. Il prit le visage du garçon entre ses deux mains et le regarda pendant encore quatre secondes, quatre secondes pour voir tout le courage dont il avait besoin.

« Alors, il est à qui ce t-shirt ? »

Un rire traversa les lèvres rougies du plus jeune, Logan remercia les dieux de lui avoir donné une ouïe surdéveloppée pour entendre mille fois mieux ce joli son.

« À mon frère, il me l'a donné avant que je ne parte et depuis je le porte les soirs où ma famille me manque »

La relaxation musculaire de Logan fut presque impressionnante.

« Donc il est pas à Oscar ? »

« Non, il est pas à Oscar, répondit-il avec un sourire »

La main du plus jeune se posa sur la nuque de Logan, il lui sourit encore une fois, parce qu'il avait un peu toujours envie de sourire en le regardant.

« Tu nous a entendu c’est ça ? En fait je pensais pas qu’il pouvait être aussi bruyant pour être honnête »

« C'était toi ? C'était vraiment toi ? »

Ses muscles se contractèrent de nouveau et le garçon roula des yeux, plus amusé qu'autre chose. Dans sa paume de main il pouvait sentir le trapèze supérieur de Logan se resserrer, ou si l’on voulait traduire, il pouvait sentir les muscles de Logan se contracter sous sa paume de main.

« Oui c'était moi mais de ce que je sache j'ai le droit de coucher avec qui je veux, non ? Demanda-t-il de sa douce voix »

Logan baissa pendant quelques instants ses yeux, le garçon lui pinça faiblement la peau pour les faire remonter vers lui.

« Ma mutation est complexe Logan, et parfois j'ai besoin d’une grande source de relaxation pour calmer tous mes sens, il continua en souriant, tu sais quelle activité produit le plus d’endorphines le plus rapidement ? Le sexe, et Oscar m’a aidé parce que c'était le seul en qui j’avais assez confiance pour faire ça »

Il fit glisser ses mains le long du torse de Logan.

« Du moins, le seul étudiant, il encercla la taille de l’homme au dessus de lui, parce que crois-moi j’aurais adoré te demander, mais tu es..Wolverine tu vois et- je me voyais mal demander à Wolverine de coucher avec moi, parce que t'es un X-Men et moi je suis juste un mutant qui vit dans le même manoir que toi »

Logan posa ses lèvres contre une des pommettes du jeune homme, il embrassa faiblement la peau à cet endroit avant de murmurer dans l’oreille du garçon.

« La prochaine fois, saute moi dessus et arrête d’autant réfléchir »

Cette fois, ce fut Logan qui remarqua des signes sur le corps du jeune homme. Des rougeurs, un sourire un peu retenu, des yeux brillants et une respiration accélérée. En clair, tout ce qu’il aimait voir chez quelqu’un qui lui plaisait.

« Le consentement c'est important alors, le garçon émit une pause, je peux te sauter dessus là maintenant ? »

Le sourire qui éclaira les lèvres du plus âgé fit pulser le cœur du plus jeune.

« Putain ouais »

° x-men masterlist

bannières par @/saradika-graphics

[prettyboy-basement]

. . . downloading . . . finished ! (chuuya x ftm!reader (feat. creepy!dazai))

dazai lazily stepped into his room, stripping off his trenchcoat. he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants before sitting at his desk. he opened his computer and smirked at the stream that was starting. his new favorite one.

the video was just the streamer's usual bed, where he played all of his video games. however, there was a certain audio accompanying it. it sounded slick and was sounding rapidly.

"damn, i didn't know you had so many fans, darling."

that voice sounded familiar...

"ah- n-no, they'll kick me- oh god - kick me off! pleeeaaasee stooop..."

"don't worry, doll. i'll keep them from kicking you off."

suddenly, someone came into frame, and dazai realized why the voice was familiar.

chuuya.

chuuya, with dazai's favorite streamer on his lap. his fingers deep inside of him.

"you're really popular.. what, do you all want your fingers inside of him? or... would you lot rather have something else?" chuuya chuckled "man you all are desperate as hell."

dazai rolled his eyes and typed out 'you're the loser for thinking you need to be so possessive' and sent it out

he didn't think chuuya saw until he heard him bark out a laugh.

"oh yeah? i bet you're just some incel sittin' at his desk with your hand down your pants"

dazai hummed. "well you're technically not wrong." though, he didn't identify himself as an incel, he was quite the shut in when he wasn't at work.

"ah- fuck-..." dazai spilled into his hand. "dammit... i wish i was chuuya..." he muttered and gently set his head on the desk.

"well... im sure i could convince him to leave chuuya and to be with me... i know i can."

[biggestxsimps]

Love Takes Flight

Keigo Takami x Male Reader

Y/N and Keigo walked through the lit streets which were illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights. Keigo walked by his side. The warmth in Keigo’s eyes makes his heart skip a beat, and his feathered wings gently rustle in the evening breeze, creating a captivating melody.

Keigo's hand finds its way to Y/N’s, it felt like a perfect fit. Time seems to stand still as you explore the city together, lost in each other's company.

“You know, I’m the luckiest person in the world. Being able to have you by my side..and being able to call you my boyfriend.” Keigo spoke up.

Y/N glanced at the other, his cheeks lighting up slightly as he smiled, his heart swelling with affection for the charming hero beside him.

As they reach a park, Keigo spreads his wings, inviting Y/N to soar with him. After a few moments of thinking, Y/N joined him as the two take flight together, soaring high above the city scape, the world beneath them fading into insignificance. With each graceful movement of his wings, Y/N felt an indescribable sense of freedom and exhilaration.

“Keigo…this is absolutely breathtaking..” Y/N whispered, turning his head to look at his boyfriend fondly.“I’d do anything to see you smile.” He responds, holding his gaze for a moment.

As the moon shines above, Keigo landed back in the park after a few moments, leading Y/N to a scheduled area. Surrounded by fragments of flowers and the soft caress of a gentle breeze, he takes Y/N’s hand in his, his touch sending sparks of warmth through Y/N’s body. With an affectionate smile, Y/N whispers sweet words of admiration and love, stealing a tender kiss. He caressed Keigo's cheek softly, interlocking his fingers with the others.

Keigo smiled softly, happily pressing his lips against Y/N’s as he rested his free hand on the other's chest. After a few moments, he pulled back, muttering a few incoherent words that made Y/N laugh softly.

Masterlist

- Written by Owner 2

[grim333z]

IF I WROTE CARL X M!READER WOULD ANYONE READ IT 😔🙏

(us cheeky lads on this site get nothing honestly where Is all the m!reader stuff)

[livingdeadmlm]

Hello!

I was wondering if I could request headcanons for ryo asuka x super affectionate and energetic devil!male! Reader? And the Reader Reader alot bigger and more dominant than ryo?

Please and thank you! Have an amazing day :)

Your high energy makes people think you are very childish but he’s knows better

You can get a lot done in just a few minutes

But the energy between you two is very tense when disagreeing with each other

Both attempting to option dominance in any way you could make tension thick

You being bigger then him dose not matter at all

You two will be head to head but in the case of Ryos height compared to yours it’s more like chest to head

While he can enjoy you taking over on activities he loves to give his say as things go on

Your high energy he can work with but he needs his down time so you’d have to be able to entertain yourself

He will provide things to you though to have some fun or he’ll hand you a credit card and tell you to get something nice

The affection, he loves it.

He really likes when you can just chill and shove yourself into his side while he gets work done

Or when you insist on holding hands out places and giving the occasional kiss while out and about

When your devilman's energy and you're normal about of energy clash he has to get you outside to burn off the energy so you don't end up destroying his apartment or your own

[casinocarpediem]

Me when they put "shy!reader" and they make reader an incomprehensible helpless baby instead of somebody who is actually shy

[certified-boyliker]

Record Player

Actor: Karasu Tabito

MPAA: General Audiences (FtM!Reader)

notes: pro player!Karasu, suggestive

You hummed quietly as you stirred pancake batter in your bowl. You began to pour it onto the pan, and let it cook in the oil. As they sizzled in the pan, you heard your boyfriend shuffle down the hallway, making exaggerated sniffing noises.

"Mmn... that smells real nice..."

He walked into the kitchen and pushed his nose into your neck. His arms wrapped around your waist and looked over your shoulder and watched you cook the pancakes.

"You woke up real early, pretty boy...." He muttered, kissing your neck gently.

"It's 11am."

He paused for a moment. "How early did you wake up?"

"10:30." You snickered when Karasu groaned and pushed his face further into your neck.

"Damn, I guess I woke up real late..."

"You sure did, pretty boy." You snickered and hummed when you felt him kiss your neck again and again.

"You're the pretty boy out of us..."

"You're a pretty boy too, you know."

Karasu shook his head and slipped his hands lower to the waistband of your shorts. "Nah, yer way prettier... my pretty boy..."

You took the pancakes off the pan and slid them onto a plate. "No, not right now. I'm still cooking."

"I haven't seen ya in weeks..." He pouted. "Can't blame me for wantin' you..." He slid his hands into your shorts. "Please?"

You smacked his hand lightly. "Not right now. Eat something first."

You heard him snicker quietly and you rolled your eyes. You looked back at him, and he steeled his expression.

"What?"

"Ha ha, I mean eat some food."

"Well, you are a-"

"Don't finish that sentence or you aren't getting anything."

Karasu "zipped" his mouth shut and nodded. "Alright, darlin', fine I'll eat somethin'."

He kissed your cheek and went to go sit down, picking up a cup of coffee on his way to sit down. You turned to him and smirked, chuckling to yourself.

[mlm-writer]

Character list

Hey so this is the new character list. You might see characters/fandoms in my masterlist which do not appear here. This is not a mistake. I probably just lost interest in them and moved on to the next shiny thing.

You can always request characters/fandoms that are not on this list. Worst I can say is that I won't write it. Please do respect my choices here on whom to write nsfw content for and whom not.

Deadpool

Wade Wilson: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Logan (pathetic edition): Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

Dragon Age: Inquisition

Dorian Pavus: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Cullen Rutherford: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Cassandra Pentaghast: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Varric Tethras: Platonic Iron Bull: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Cole: Platonic / Romantic

Kpop

Choi Soobin (TXT): Platonic / Romantic Choi Minho (SHINee): Platonic / Romantic Song Yuqi ((G)I-DLE): Platonic / Romantic Shin Ryujin (ITZY): Platonic / Romantic Hwang Yeji (ITZY): Platonic / Romantic

Mass Effect Trilogy

Kaidan Alenko: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Urdnot Wrex: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Samara: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Liara T'Soni: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Garrus Vakarian: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Urdnot Grunt: Platonic Aria T'Loak: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Mordin Solus: Platonic / Romantic

Peacemaker

Adrian Chase: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

Shrek

Shrek (gotta have him in here): Romantic / Sexual

Star Trek (TOS/AOS)

James T. Kirk: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Leonard H. McCoy: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual S'chn T'gai Spock: Platonic / Romantic

Transformers Earthspark

Megatron: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

Transformers Prime

Ratchet: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Optimus Prime: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Smokescreen: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Soundwave: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Megatron: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Knockout: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual Predaking: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

Transformers Rescue Bots

Heatwave: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

Venom (2018)

Eddie Brock: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual (but only when Venom is there too) Venom: Platonic / Romantic / Sexual

The Way of the Househusband

Tatsu: Platonic

[ejundo]

𖤐. ⭒. ๋࣭ ⭑

drabbledrabbledrabbledrabbledrabbledrabbledrabble

crack if that’s what its called erm? silly!!!

— random thoughts flooded my mind when at starbucks (to study) ransom… so i thought why not finally use my thoughts to. use! iykwim ??

warnings . - 𖤐. - cussing ? male reader and his enemy 🐺>.< [open to ftm :3] purposely lowercase.(somtimes uppercase) . 🌊 ⭑ ⭑ male reader male reader

!!! not proofread sorry if boring!!

it surely wasn’t a secret that the two were rivals… each and every class they conveniently had each other in. academic rivals sooo extremely cliché! y.n class president meanwhile, soo-yun was the student council president. they had always fought for the top of the class, bickering, nudging each other aggressively.

it certainly did not help that they were sitting next to each other. this only caused more arguments.theres always an effect to a cause right? well, here comes their consequence!

as per usual the two bickered and battered at each other, purposefully interrupting each other, kicking at their legs. even going so far as to yelling at eachother, the teacher being extremely mad. had slammed the desk aggressively ‘you two, have interrupted this class FAR to many times! stay after school for your punishment as you will be cleaning the gym top to bottom, including the theatre!’ the teacher aggressively said, she huffed as she pulled her glasses up.

soo-yun was shocked and so was y.n l.n, y.n being the most furious held the most bitchiest face up until the end of the day.

—

‘are you kidding me soo-yun!?’ y.n raised his voice as the two were the only ones in the school, well.. it seemed like it. ‘don’t fucking yell at me? your ass was the one being so fucking loud.’ soo-yun said in defense while looking down at the shorter male. his usual siren eyes and nonchalant expression not moving once while y.n gave him an earful.

‘lord i cannot BELIEVE that you got us into detention, arent you a student council? aren’t you supposed to be a good influence? not some loud obnoxio-‘

‘wow? do you never shut up?’ soo-yun interrupted the boys rambling. y.n furrowed his eyebrows and stormed off, taking deep breaths. ‘let us just grab the stuff from the janitors closet and we do our duty? yeah? and yes i do shut up just never around you!’ y.n said with a fake smile, continuing on signaling for soo-yun to follow him up to the third floor where their destination—janitors closet— would be

after a few minutes of walking, they eventually made it up to the third floor. soo-yun took the lead from now on as.. y.n wasn't aware as to where the janitors closet was. so, as y.n traveled at a reasonable distance behind soo-yun, he took notice of it. 'why are you so far away from me hm?' he turned his head to look at the short, aggresive, boy. 'afraid i'll bite?' soo-yun said in a cocky tone.

‘well if you, do. then there is a 99% chance i will catch rabies.’ y.n said with an extremely fake smile. rolling his eyes. ‘i see.. better stay far away from me. because i am not afraid to bite you y.n’ soo-yun grinned making a left into the corner of the third floor. one of the hot hookup places in the school.. its crazy.

y.n watched as soo-yun pulled out the key to the janitors closet, opening it up slowly letting y.n go first. ‘wow nicest thing you’ve done all. day!’ y.n said in a blunt tone. ‘aww how sweet of me?’ soo-yun smiled as he reached over the other boy to grab his own supplies, unintentionally holding his hip.

‘did you wear a new cologne?’ y.n mumbled as he slapped away soo-yuns hand. ‘you noticed?’ soo-yun looked down to y.n eyeing either his nose or his lips. ‘yes.. you smell less weird. and stop staring at my lips weirdo.’ y.n rolled his eyes reaching behind soo-yun to grab bleach for the bucket.

‘you’re so nice to me y.n…!’ soo-yun pat y.n’s head with a soft smile. ‘i love your sarcasm. now come on dingus..’

‘dont rush me!’

⭑ ⭑ ⭑ ???

lowkey, this was a random thought while sitting in a starbucks with my head down as my friends chittered their chatter.! buuut this is soo-yun :3 just a silly

student council prezz >.< !! y.n is 18 and so is soo-yun 🤑 but i had some i dont really like this one because it seems boring and yk.. less interesting! soo-yuns fc is probably already posted after this!

[lolipop-gut-love]

★𝘐𝘮 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭.ᐟ⋆⭒˚.⋆🎀

Haha jk… unless…

Hai there! I’m sorta new to tumblr (≧∇≦)

My names Luan, but u can call me Lu or Kit, idrc lolololz ~

I write fanfics! I also write my own stories about my ocs!

I write about a lot of things, plus I might share som art I’ve been working on (no hate tho I’m still sorta a beginner)

Things about me ~ 🎀🦴

-Filipino-American

-In a lot of fandoms

-I make art and fanfics

-I’m transmasc

-Big nerd lolz

-Anti-Ai “art”

-Cutecore 4 lyfe!! (If that wasn’t obvious enough lolol)

-Loves learning ab different cultures and countries 🫶

-Rlly into anime!! If anyone has any good suggestions don’t b shy to comment them! ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪

-Abrvi8ing iz lyfe :P

-I’m Buddhist! :3

Errr… that’s ab all I can think of! If my acc sounds like smth ur interested in then y not follow?

Luan out! ~ ☆〜（ゝ。∂）

[jiasailayoucb]

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also like additional info;;

am veryvery genderfluid but usually i feel more masc, it swings from day to day tho!

any pronouns though!!! call me she he it this that idc i vibe with all of it 🤲

many thanks im just a lurker pls dont expect anything from me 🤠 (am also requesting for more tsu’tey (avatar) and mreader fics guys im getting desperate why doesnt anyone like him 💔)

[biggestxsimps]

Friends to Lovers

Michael Afton x Male Reader! 

A/N: Childhood best friends, just some fluffy kissing and confessions. Sorry it’s not the best, I whipped it up pretty fast.

Michael and Y/N had been best friends since they were kids. They did everything together, from playing video games to exploring the woods behind their houses. They were always there for each other, through thick and thin. But as they both grew older, they started to see each other in a new light.

One night, the two males decided to catch up with one another and go out to a local diner nearby for tea. They talked and laughed for hours, reminiscing about the old times and speaking about what was going on in their lives. As they headed back to Y/N’s house, they could feel some strange tension between them both.

The pitch black night sky was lit up with thousands of stars, a cool summer breeze could be felt, and the sound of nothing but Y/N’s and Michael’s footsteps hitting against the pavement as they walked in silence, enjoying each other’s company.

“The stars look absolutely sensational…” The brunette whispered softly, looking up at the sky before glancing over at Y/N. 

Y/N didn’t say a word, just admiring Michaels’s facial features fondly. He smiled, nodding slightly in response. “I agree, it's a lovely night..” 

After a few moments, Y/N looked away back in front of them as they approached his house. He grabbed his keys, opened the door, and shut it behind Michael. “Make yourself at home..” he hummed.

Afton looked at him, giving a small nod as he fidgeted with his hands slightly.

“Michael?” Y/n asked.

“Yeah?” he replied, avoiding eye contact.

“Tell me, what's bothering you? You’ve been fidgeting this whole time. You can tell me anything.” 

Michael sighed softly, looking back at the other with a soft, love-filled gaze. “Promise?” he asked once more.

“I promise.” Y/N reassured him once again, a warm smile appearing on his lips.

It took Michael a bit before he finally managed to compose a sentence. “Y/N, I cherish our friendship, I really do. But lately, these last few years…my feelings have grown into something more. I must admit, you're the only person who manages to make me feel like this. The warmth you bring every time you're around me is insanely hypnotic.” He confessed, expressing how he felt about Y/N.

Y/N listened to him, his face contorting into a happy expression as he reached over, cupping the other’s cheeks gently. “I feel the same way, Michael. I love you so much, I’m glad you’ve confessed to me.” he spoke softly,

Michael watched as the other got closer, his cheeks heating up slightly as he leaned against Y/N’s touch. Without another word, he leaned forward slightly and pressed his lips against Y/N’s softly, his eyes filled with a mix of adoration and vulnerability. And Y/N, feeling a surge of emotions too strong to ignore. 

In that quiet moment, the world faded away, leaving only the sweetness of their connection. The bond they held together for years blossomed into something much more deeper and meaningful.

Masterlist

- Written by Owner 2

[mymreaderlibrary]

Anyone write for lady loki (not sylvie)?

[jiasailayoucb]

eye lip eye

so I found this video there is moaning so turn ur volume down...or up i dont judge

so I'm just gonna name characters i think fit the standard of the words on the screen

if the name is in red it means they stop acting like a brat if it is in blue it means they stop being quiet and just let all the sounds come out of their pretty mouths:) firstly though should i do more of these with my song lyrics if so you guys can send me the lyrics

moving on

One Piece

roronoa zoro

cw: nipple playing, zoro being cute

I feel like due to his pride he will refuse to make sounds until you start abusing his prostate while playing with his nipples. He will start to let out the smallest whines at the start but the volume increases as he nears his orgasm. Zoro is definitely super embarrassed about it when you two finish up avoiding eye contact

Hawkeye Mihawk

cw: reader is kinda hung, mihawk is a little bitch as usual

This guy....his ego is so high it'll take you a while to even convince him to bottom he tries to act like what you're doing is not affecting him and brushing it off with things such as "t-that's all you got?" "you begged me f-for how long to do this and this is what you have to present to me" saying your dick is small when its clearly not. He hides the urge to beg you for more when you stop saying something like you're getting annoyed by him. He acts quickly wrapping his legs around your waist before even realizing what he did he narrows his eyes coming up with an excuse "i-i didn't finish yet" you raise your eyebrows before chuckling, grabbing the under part of his thighs pushing it towards his chest making him hold his legs. You start pounding into him, moans slipping out from his mouth as he rolls his head back into the pillow his eyes screwed shut finally shutting the fuck up, the only words leaving his mouth are "please...more..." so cock drunk he doesnt even hear himself.

that was a lot longer than I planned

Trafalgar Law

poor baby is so touch starved he has to stop himself from moaning just from you gripping his thigh , he refuses to moan though because he thinks you won't like hearing it and because he finds it embarrassing how easy it is for you to turn him on when you guys fuck for the first time he is really quiet muffling his moans with the his hand until you stop to ask what's wrong and if he feels good he quickly nods blushing as he avoids eye contact quietly mumbling out why he doesnt make sounds you lean down to his ear whispering "i want to hear you princess i love the sounds you make" that alone makes his hole clench around you as he nods pushing your face away not wanting to embarass himself further as you continue he slowly lets out pants and groans until you start sucking and biting his nipples in which he lets out a girlish scream pulling you head closer to his chest.

y'all want more characters too this?

pt.2?