9 Works by wiredneuron

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    He thinks about Vash’s finger slipping. About his head becoming chunks of brain matter stuck to this scratchy comforter, about the motel maid having to pick up the pieces of him. What a fate for a freed bird. Fight so hard and still die like a dog, stuck under the thumb of another master. It couldn’t happen—neither of them would let it happen, his vials tucked safely on the nightstand, but the idea of it drives him insane with want.

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    The bed creaks under their combined weight, falling onto each other like a mess of limbs. Wolfwood holds the collar to his coat like a lifeline, like Vash might slip away without it, kisses him like it’s something more than drunk fooling around. It’s always like this, clinging to each other, embarrassingly earnest, stuck so close Vash doesn’t know where he ends and Wolfwood begins.

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    “This close, he can feel the heat coming off of Kaeya’s skin—his face flushed from alcohol, and the sweetness of wine on his breath. Kaeya’s fingers twist around his tie, pulling the length of it out of his coat. It tightens around his neck, makes him swallow to test the constriction.

    “You could have anyone you want,” Kaeya says, “but you always come back to me.”

    Three ficlets strung together, all involving Diluc and Kaeya.

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    "He wonders when he got this pathetic. He watches Shuichi slowly start jacking himself off again, his cheap wig looking shiny in the low light. The artificial hairs frizz and stick up in unruly spikes, a product of his attempt to style it. He wonders why his own cock is stirring in his jeans. He wonders why he keeps coming back when he knows it just leads to this."

    Pre-game Oma and Shuichi fuckery.

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    "He can’t complain about being used when he offers himself up on a platter, opens his insides and begs for someone to fuck him up."

    Komaeda pulls Hinata away from the beach party for something more important.

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    "Weeks spent in front of that computer, until blood vessels in his eyes would burst from staring at the screen, until his fingers were sore, until the story was done. Sometimes it scared Hinata, but you can’t pull away a man like that. You just wait for him to be done."

    Komaeda is a successful author, and Hinata is a tired boyfriend.

    Written for KomaHina Week 2020: Day 6 for the prompt 'poison'.

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    Servant brushes Kamukura's hair and muses on what servitude means to her.

    Written for KomaHina Week 2020: Day 3 for the prompt 'Genderbend'.

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    "He listens, and Rantaro pulls him into his lap, his body warm and soft and smelling like expensive cologne, foreign and clean. He runs his hand down Shuichi’s back, gentle strokes, and Shuichi lets himself relax into him, laying his head on Rantaro’s shoulder. It’s nice to not be Shuichi for a minute, to not be the busy criminal science major who spends most of his days craned over his laptop or scribbling notes—to just be here. Like Rantaro’s apartment could be the center of the world, even if it contains potentially cursed crystals. "

    short thing written for the lack of rantaro/shuichi content

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    “Always imagined doing this back in the day.” he says.

    “You think I would’ve let you?” Genji teases. Mccree starts kissing his neck, his fingers coming up to press against the wires at the nape of it. It makes him shiver.

    “I think you’d let me do this,” Mccree says, “I think you would have let me fuck you.” His mouth is hot as it travels down, lips pressed to his synthetic skin. His body responds to it all, his fans whirring softly in the silence.

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