Y/N has just gotten back from a rough mission with the rest of Company 8. After everyone disperses, they slump into Vulcan’s Workshop to cool down a little (Spoiler: Absolutely nothing they did helped in cooling down).
This is written for a friend! They wanted a Vulcan x Male reader so I delivered… Uh, I hope some other people also make use of this.
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Running into the White Clad left Company 8 a little worn down and more than a little annoyed. Without Benimaru swooping in when he did, things might’ve ended a whole lot messier. But “would’ve, could’ve, should’ve” wasn’t worth dwelling on when they won. Even if just barely. But still.
Inside the Matchbox, it was weirdly quiet.
No Shinra and Arthur bickering.
Shockingly, Tamaki still had all her clothes on.
Hinawa was… Hinawa.
And not even Obi attempted small talk.
But as they pulled into the Cathedral and exited the vehicle, it was like the tension finally started to ease off, knowing they all got back safe and sound without any significant injuries.
Captain Obi cleared his throat to get everybody's attention. “Alright, Company 8, meet up in my office in an hour! You should all go shower, cool off or whatever before that,” He paused, inhaled like a man already in pain. “Then, we’ll debrief and write up reports.”
His announcement was met by a loud groan from Arthur, and only Arthur. Everybody else nodded, and went their separate ways.
Y/N, however, took a different route, so he decided to stop by Vulcan’s workshop. He hadn’t been on this mission; he’d stayed back to patch up the tools they’d broken in previous ones. Honestly, Y/N ending up in Vulcan’s workshop wasn’t unusual. Somehow, no matter the day, they always found their way to each other.
After all, Y/N was part of the small team sent months ago to recruit him, Shinra, Arthur, Iris… and him. Company 8 needed Vulcan badly. Y/N might’ve been a decent temporary engineer, but he wasn’t an inventor. And despite being pelted with six soda cans during their first ten minutes of knowing each other, it still felt dangerously close to love at first sight.
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The walk to the garage wasn’t long, but it sucked. He was still hot, sweaty, and carrying a broken pyrokinesis-amplifying tool that definitely added insult to injury. Honestly, he should’ve showered first. But the urge to “just say hi” tugged harder.
With no need to knock, he pushed the workshop door open and stepped inside.
Vulcan looked up from his desk, face lighting up instantly when he saw him.
“So? How was it? Took you guys forever.” His grin was wide and bright. “You okay?”
“Right… the mission.” Y/N exhaled sharply and dropped the busted tool onto the table with a clatter. “It went downhill fast, but we’re all fine. I’m just… glad to be back at base.”
“So am I.” Vulcan hummed, standing and stretching his arms high above his head.
Y/N’s eyes flicked over him before he could stop himself. He was met with defined arms, a sliver of abs peeking out beneath that black shirt, the line of his waist-
He tore his gaze away and busied himself grabbing a nearby toolbox, immediately working on the most damaged part of the equipment.
Behind him, Vulcan leaned in curiously, peering over his shoulder.
“You gonna fix that up now?”
“Hm… definitely not all of it. The parts I can’t do are for you to finish.” The Reader chuckles, feeling Vulcan’s body heat settling close behind them. What he didn’t catch on to was Vulcan admiring him just seconds prior. The Reader looked rough from the mission... in a hot way. A way that made Vulcan feel a lot more than he should have.
At first, he just watched, chin nearly brushing Y/N’s shoulder, hands resting casually on the edge of the table. But after a moment, he leaned in fully, arms loosely circling Y/N’s waist as he nosed at the side of his neck.
A slow inhale.
Another.
Then a pleased hum.
“God, you always smell so good…” he murmured against his skin.
Y/N let out a disbelieving laugh. “Bro, I just got back from the mission. That’s sweat. Actual sweat. I came here to cool off for a second before I shower. Okay?”
Vulcan only chuckled, taking an even deeper breath like he was doing it on purpose. Y/N shot him a side-eye over his shoulder, half flustered, half annoyed, and shrugged him off with a weak shove, still overheated from the day.
“Oh yeah?” Vulcan tilted his head, grin spreading. “Then take the suit off.”
Y/N paused.
He knew damn well what Vulcan meant by that.
“…No,” he said slowly, turning back toward him with a lazy smirk. “You do it.”
The look on Vulcan’s face was priceless.
His warm hands were felt ghosting over Y/N’s ribs even through the many layers, and suddenly cooling off was the last thing on their mind. As he leaned forward, those same hands slowly crept up and unzipped the company jacket until it was open. Quickly, the reader shrugged it off and made quick work of their shirt afterwards, stripping it off carelessly and jumping onto Vulcan. He blinked, clearly thrown for a second - then that eager little grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. Yeah, he definitely didn’t mind.
It started as a joke, close, playful, teasing. Then their eyes locked, and suddenly the laughter died, replaced by a kiss too serious to just be casual. His lips were rough, but they didn’t mind, it just made him more… him. The reader’s breathing was already ragged, and in a desperate gasp for more air, Vulcan let his tongue delve in.
Instantly, they found a shared rhythm. Fiery and desperate. With every small movement they made, a strong scent of metal and grease followed. The rustling of their trousers almost managed to muffle out the groaning. Almost. And both were so glad it didn’t, as it evidently fueled both of their desires.
They moved together without thinking, bodies syncing up in a rhythm that made it impossible not to lean in closer. The second they both felt that spark; that sudden, overwhelming awareness of each other. Y/N forced himself to break the kiss.
He pulled back just enough for a thin strand of saliva to linger between them, meeting Vulcan’s eyes with a half-lidded, wicked look as his fingers slipped to the hem of Vulcan’s shirt.
Vulcan let out a low, breathy laugh, the kind he only ever made when he was caught between flustered and thrilled. “Alright, alright,” he murmured, and in one smooth motion he yanked his shirt over his head and tossed it aside.
It was always unfair how good he looked. Those defined abs could pull Y/N’s attention every single time without fail. He barely had a second to admire them before an amused breath snapped him out of it.
“Oi, c’mon. Up here,” Vulcan teased, tapping his own cheek as if it would help. Then his voice dipped, confidence wobbling. “A-and, uh… could you… maybe help me out here?” His face flushed, that cocky grin faltering into something adorably shy.
Y/N huffed a laugh, but obeyed nonetheless. He slid down onto his knees in front of Vulcan, he made sure to trace his fingers along his torso, touching all the sensitive dips and curves he knew would make him whine and groan.
“Unzip it- please” He hissed out through gritted teeth, fists clenching at nothing by his sides.
“You’re desperate, not me.” The reader remarked sarcastically, already having unclipped the belt and got to work at the zipper. The delicate touches over where he was most sensitive made him suck in a breath, bucking lightly on instinct.
Choosing mercy over more teasing, they tugged his trousers down, taking his boxers with them and leaving him exposed to the cool air. Watching the breath hitch in Vulcan’s throat was a reward they’ve learnt to adore as they traced a delicate finger over the length of his already hard member. A sharp groan tore from his throat as he peered down at Y/N with a desperation they’ve never seen before. It made their heart skip a beat, cheeks growing warmer by the second.
Slowly, an agile finger traced up to the tip, rubbing at the slit softly whilst the other hand joined to stroke the shaft. Above them, Vulcan was already a complete mess, his breath coming in uneven bursts, every half-swallowed groan slipping out anyway.
Without warning, the reader licked a long strip from the base to the tip, quickly placing their lips around him and continuing the attack with their tongue. Vulcan felt himself hunch over, one hand bracing on the reader's shoulder, the other entangling into their hair as he felt his knees go weak. Their eyes met, Vulcan’s burning, Y/N’s blown wide from adrenaline, and everything between them snapped tight in the space of a breath.
“Fuck... ghh… that feels- so damn good…” He groaned shakily, holding their head steady and using it for his own leverage. A gargled noise left the reader as he pushed himself deeper down their throat, before pulling away to let them catch a breath.
As they pulled away to gasp for a breath, their lips left him with a slick pop.
“H-heh, a little warning next time?” The reader looked up at him hazily to which he chuckled awkwardly, murmuring a small apology whilst stroking their head reassuringly.
After a second, his expression changed from one of slight remorse to smug as he piped up.
“How about you let me take the lead now, huh?” He smirked down at them, prompting them to get up.
The reader nodded, swaying up and cracking their back slightly to stand straighter.
“Also… turn around?” Vulcan added sheepishly after a beat, rubbing the back of his neck causing the reader to start snickering.
“You’re so needy today, y’know that?” Y/N drawled, teasing him a little but turning around to walk toward the workbench anyways.
“My bad, my bad… I guess I’ve been a little desperate today. But damn! I-I mean, can you blame me? You look stupid hot after missions, okay?” He argues whilst following him.
Y/N rolled their eyes, shaking their head with a small laugh as they braced their forearms on the work-table in front of them.
A groan from Vulcan was heard behind them as his hands slid lower, thumbs hooked at their waistband before Y/N could even register the movement. They exhaled sharply, heat spiking again as their hand reached behind them to stroke him. He shivered and pulled them in even harder.
Moments later, Vulcan lost the last of his restraint. He dragged the trousers down until they dropped, and Y/N immediately pressed back against him with a teasing grind. Vulcan’s fingers stuttered on their hips, a deep growl ripping out at the first hit of bare skin.
Without wasting a second, Vulcan spits into his hand, lubes himself up and lines up with his lover. The reader arched back into him, glancing over their shoulder with a slow, deliberate roll of their hips as they began easing themselves onto him. With a grit of their teeth and some extra force, it slips in comfortably.
“J- uff- just tell me when you’re good, yeah?” Vulcan huffs, voice breathy and lost in bliss.
“Y-yeah, you’re good…” They reply, leaning down further into the table to rest on their forearms. In return, pressing him in even further… to the very base.
The rhythm began to build, each thrust more sure than the last.
Vulcan braced himself against their shoulder, his chest pressed flush to their back as he pulled them into a strong, enveloping hold. His hips moved in slow, powerful pulses, every one forcing a sharp, ragged breath from Y/N’s lips.
Their faces were bright with heat, eyes half-lidded, barely able to keep their voices steady.
Suddenly, Vulcan’s hand slid up and tangled firmly in Y/N’s hair, guiding their head back until he could drink in the sight of them. Their face was flushed, breath coming in ragged pulls, a bead of drool threatening to spill from the corner of their mouth. Yet they still managed to smile up at him, helplessly, beautifully.
“Oh fuck… you look so good… oh fuck-ohfuck, fuckfuckfuckfcuk…” He whines out shamelessly, starting to babble nonsense the closer he comes to finishing.
“Ngh… Vulc, please- m-more…!” Y/N cries out desperately, hands gripping the edge of the table.
Then Vulcan pressed in deeper, simultaneously reaching forward to grab the reader's dick and oh, they lost it. They were a complete mess, lost in the intensity of every touch, every movement. Their body was on fire, pulse hammering, breaths coming in quickly. Every little contact from Vulcan pushed them closer and closer to the edge, and they could feel that desperate, delicious tension building fast. Their thoughts were scrambled, heart racing, mind entirely focused on him… and how much they wanted more.
And Vulcan felt the same way.
As a result, the climax follows directly after, hitting much harder than expected. Vulcan’s hips shuttered to a stop, burying himself at the hilt inside Y/N as his thick ropes of seed spilled deep into them. And with the added stimulation, the reader followed directly after. With a loud groan, their own cum spurt all over his hands, leaving them in a sticky, heaving and hot mess.
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It took them both a while to regain composure. After a few minutes of comfortable silence dedicated to cooling off, Y/N spoke up first, voice a little hoarse.
“Vulc, I’m sorry but… I really need to get going.”
“Yeah, I know, I know… I won’t hold you back,” Vulcan huffed whilst fixing their hair, Y/N kissing his jaw in return, “and good luck with Hinawa’s report.” He added with a snicker.
Their joint little laugh ended with a sigh, the reader grabbing a stray rag from the work bench to clean themselves up.
“Mannn, it would be nice if you could say a little longer…” Vulcan complains, trying to persuade the reader into staying longer. His futile efforts are met with a gruff laugh and Y/N finishes dressing back up.
“I’ll come back after the debrief… and a well earned shower.” They wink, zipping up the jacket to the top and strolling out the workshop… but of course not without a final kiss.
Honestly this is all just a massive brain dump... anyways hope you enjoy (if anyone reads...)
Sorry if I mischaracterised them pls let me live it's my opinion...
Small TW for SH... shows next to what one in a bracket by the name
Aaaaanndddd some may be a little suggestive? I think only Giriko's (and kinda Stein's...?)
Death the Kid
* Carries a handkerchief around in his pockets
* Uses the "my dad owns roblox" excuse but it sounds more like... my dad owns the school
* Nepo baby bitch ass
* Him and black star were once messing around and they both on instinct went in for a kiss cause of an inside joke or smth and acc kissed and they were both so stunned and never talked about it again. Although soul does bring it up (and black star lowk did it on purpose too, just for a reaction out of him)
* He unironically sends those "good morning rise and shine ✨" and "have a marvellous Tuesday 😚" gifs... idk who too but he does
* Walks with a bounce ykwim
* Fights with black star over anything and everything
* Sleeps dead straight on his back with arms crossed over his chest and all
* Snoozes a little... like...ahhh mi mi miiii but without the ahhh and really quietly
* Gives scrooge pj vibes or like silky black and white striped pjs
* "On MY cellular device?!" "Absolutely not!"
* Skate god
* Dupstep... just deep down he listens to it
* Likes liquorice
Patty
* No ass all tits
* Snores
* Knows DAMN WELL how to party - especially the white girl playlist... her and liz COOK on
* Mocks everyone... its rude but so so SO accurate
* Calls people snowflakes
* Probably ate dirt as a kid
* Her and b star are acc really close
* "Put this on ig reels"
* Loves RAP rap music. Its either that or 2000s pop
Liz
* Liz has INCREDIBLY greasy hair sometimes but no-one knows as it's hid under the hat... but like its not the gross greasy, just average greasy
* All ass no tits... although its not like CRAZY
* Gets SO pissed off when patty AND kid snore on occasion
* A handbag girl and always smells of Victoria's Secret perfumes... but the body mists specifically
* Plus she has a lot of the VS sets
* Just a little lesbian
* I feel like a fox is her favourite animal
* Cannot save money for the life of her
* Absolutely RINCES kids cards
* R&B and jazz are a must for her
Soul
* Maka got soul on ATP (the song) and he denys to like it but he sings it w maka
* He got a great singing voice too
* Soul dabbles in a little weed on occasion... he thinks hes sooooo smooth with it too but always ends up getting scolded
* Also hes just crazy good at instruments, not just the piano
* He cracks his knuckles SO damn loud and it pisses kid off sm
* Do NOT stop this man when spanish music comes on. He somehow knows all the words and WILL dance
* Especially "obsessione" or whatever the fuck its called ikwim - tsubaki or black star WILL add the girl adlibs to that song too (GUYS I FOUND THE SONG ITS "Obsesion" by Aventura, Judy Santos)
* Occasionally paints his nails, either black or red or some funky colours
* Master at breakdancing
* Loves his headbands mannnn, or just anything to keep his hair out his face
* Once got crossfaded and threw up so hard he swore he'd never do it again... ohhh but he did
* Dry ass responses like "okay" "damn that sucks" without meaning to. He just texts like that
* He rages SO hard at games... like SCREAMING at the mic and maka tells him off about it
* He definitely found it funny to fake moan around boys and do high pitched girl voices and all that stuff
* 21 pilots phase
* House music along with jazz (ofc)
* Leaves his gum under the tables at school
* Stickers all over his room
* Cant live without headphones
* After being caught in the ultimate exam, his cheating skills are unmatched
Maka
* Frequently has arguments with her dad (even if 99% of them are one sided and petty)
* Cries over school too much
* She actually cries a lot
* Genuinely has an underlying hatred for black star
* Snappy and sassy SOMETIMES
* Had a harry potter phase... read all the books and watched all the films and that shabang and soul hates it (or loves it? Idk)
* Feels genuinely bad for crona
* Awkward dancing galore
* You just KNOW she dabbles in fanfics
* Frequently she says such bad jokes people just "🙂" as a reaction to them... and only tsubaki fake laughs out of pure pity... but makas like 😁😄😀🙂😕
* Has a fuck ass tear away calendar
* Kinda gives... taylor swift fan... vibes... unfortunately...
Black Star
* Adhd AND autism
* Sings... just... sings... like out loud...
* Has the more BOISTEROUS laugh ever AND is a hitter when he laughs like full on SLAPPING
* And he will point and laugh at the person who said the joke whilst absolutely pissing himself, like tears in his eyes, wheezing silent laughter and knee slapping
* Says stuff this THAT British boy accent and its so incredibly unfunny it hurts
* Fortnite SWEAT
* Black star is famous in comment sections... like you look at top likes and hes just there... its so random too
* Unknowingly has made crona cry themselves to sleep a good few times
* Hood irony galore
* Those "forgive me mother" videos are absolutely hilarious to him (sorry this one is so outdated now... I wrote these ages ago okay...)
* Shittest memory ever
* Unironically loves watermelon and chicken wings - Soul always realises but never points it out and Soul just giggles to himself about it
* Either away first or last to fall asleep... no in between, and sleeps SPRAWLED out
* Also a morning person. #riseandGRIND
* Did karate lessons as a kid
* Loves when kiluk calls him b star
* Quotes "HURRY UP AND LET ME RIDE IT" WITH THE JUMPING.
* "The one peice is real" jokes are so funny to him
* Genuinely so fucking crazy strong.
* Like if tsubakis like... "oh... im so big... im so insecure..." he just *fwoop* lifts her ygm
Marie
* Marie says "thats lovely honey ❤️" comments
* She side-eyes spirit so much cause shes constantly pissed at him for some reason
* Always does that long sigh before telling someone off
* Hands on hips and head shake in disapproval
* Complaining to Yumi about boys 24/7
* Draws love hearts in foggy mirrors after she showers
* Hums to herself a lot
* After showers, her dead hair gets all caught up in the drains... poor stein has to then has to go and pull it all out and unclog it
Crona (TW??!!)
* Crona cxts themselves
* Our they/them ...monarch... idk...
* Soul mocks their stutter behind their back and maka scolds him for it
* Also crona says "idk leave me alone" comments
* Has cried themselves too sleep over the smallest things TOO often
* Oddly tall
* Poems... just poems
* Clings onto that pillow whilst sleeping for dear life
* Has learnt to zone out whilst ragnarok blabbers on and hits them
Tsubaki (TW?!)
* Tsubaki and Liz are just a lil gay... for each other...
* "Oh thats not...!" Tsubaki comments
* Her and black star are actually so incredibly cute together
* Will hold hands with Patty causally whilst walking
* Physical touch is her love language but basically only with the girls in her group (small gestures like a hug, hand holding, back pats blah blah ygm)
* Absolute god at baking
* Defo can sing but is just shy about it
* Very caring and genuine so sweet
* A thigh cutter
* Insecure as shit
Stein
* Stein has a medical kink... ooo spicy ik
* Also he gives Austrian vibes idk man (bro I honestly don't know)
* He genuinely lost his shit laughing at hawk tuah and his laugh actually made people flinch (SO OUTDATED SORRY HAHAHA)
* Stein mutters brainrot to himself sometimes because his students say it and he just repeats it without really thinking now
* Tweaks out without cigarettes
* I like how people mutually agree that stein has a big and straight nose... so yeah... that...!
* REEEEKKKSSS OF CIGARETTES. Not in a nice way
Spirit
* Spirit and stein are reels warriors but like millenial core (ofc Spirit is the more frequent one)
* Spirit sends maka reels but she doesnt reply
* Spirit is definitely bi i mean just look at him he screams GAY.
* Uses the 😂 emoji like his life depends on it
* Such a SAD drunk no matter where he drinks
* Loves coffee... (not Joe level tho...)
Eruka
* Eruka and Free are dating like 10487538% you CANNOT tell me nothing was going on there... Maybe not like DATING dating but the feelings were DEEEEEEFINELY mutual
* Drools a little over Mizune in ALL her human forms
* Sam and colby fangirl vibes idk... but not ACTUALLY she just gives those vibes
Giriko
* Giriko cannot keep his eyes off Arachne tits (i don't blame him) and doesn't even try to be discreet about it. No shame king and mosquito gets SO peeved off
* Such a player
* An aggressive drunk
* Snores SO loud and will fall asleep anywhere (esp if drunk)
* Picks fights for no reason just for the lols and also to show off his chainsaw... he just loves to rev it up
* Catcalling galore
* Told Arachne to bend over one too many times and got slapped (he definitely did not mean them as a joke, but also DID mean them as a joke... Im making no sense sorry)
Blair
* Primark galore... like if she ever found out about the press on nails... oh god...
Sid
* He'd LOVE air fryers
Medusa
* Her go to meal is soup
* And vegan vibes idk why... like no, shes not vegan, she just likes vegan stuff
Justin
* Justin sings in the shower
* Tinnitus
* If he zones out once its over... you gotta repeat it allllll over
* Unfortunately an awful singing voice
* Appreciates night core
Kim and Jaquline
* There is no way they aren't gay (esp after reading soul eater NOT)
Kiluk
* Carries a yart
* Says "shake yo dreads" too much
* Does that aha ha haaaa nonchalant laugh as a joke to piss off soul
* Like a big brother to fire and thunder 💕 I think thats just really sweet
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