I know this is kinda random… But I really wanted to draw this after listening to this song. I’ve seen this AU here and there, but it was always demon!Shiro. So how about this?
Summary: Takashi Shirogane is exactly the kind of man Keith likes; built like a brick house with a smile sweet enough to rot teeth and a heart of gold. Of course he’s also YouTube famous and worlds out of Keith’s league. The closest he can get to his pseudo-celebrity crush is when he watches Shiro’s videos from the safety of his bed. Or so he thinks.
A/N: Thank you so much to @whiskyandwildflowers for talking me down when I worried I would ruin my idea and all of the invaluable alpha help and to @tdcatsblog for putting up with all my snippets and being the best beta ever.
Excerpt:
With an impish grin Keith leaned over the edge of the pick-up counter. “Absolutely disgusting caramel macchiato with enough sugar to put someone in a coma for one nameless and shameless customer.”
He grinned to himself, possibly more amused than he should be. He could practically feel Lance glaring daggers in his back.
“Any takers?” he yelled once more. “If the sugar doesn’t kill you the atrocious combination of caramel, hazelnut, and chocolate surely will.”
A shadow fell over Keith’s face, someone clearing their throat as Keith turned his head to see a very familiar face staring down at him.
“I’m afraid that’s mine,” Shiro said softly, the warm pads of his fingers brushing against Keith’s knuckles as he leaned over and plucked the drink from Keith’s hands. “I know it’s kind of disgusting but—”
“You like things sweet,” Keith breathed, body paralyzed as he stared at Shiro. Shiro. His Shiro was standing in front of him in his place of work smiling at him with that same smile he got on his face when he played with puppies or ate macaroni and cheese with extra cheese on his cheat days. Or well, not his Shiro he reminded himself. Not really. A technicality that was entirely Keith’s own fault since he’d been too scared to do anything about his feelings.
I’m looking for someone to play Keith, I will be playing Takashi and a oc. Please be literate to advanced literate, will be rping on discord. Pm me if your interested!!
Plot: With the death of the Emperor, the forest tribe has need of more protection then ever. Prince Keith is assigned two extra guards, along with his long time guard Takashi.
Takashi, being one of the best fighters is tasked with training new guards. During this, he meets a young girl…who may have a much bigger role in the coming of days.
Another chapter of Shiro desperately trying to stay sane. Of course, until this person comes by his door to help him out with who knows what. Who do you think it is?
The actual escape is gonna be planned!
Sorry it’s been a while since I posted! School just started for me and I’ve been pretty busy. Thank you for your patience! Ooh– Follow me on Instagram too! @ cosmic_guava for more of my work and for lots of updates!
Summary: Keith grudgingly attends his first Pride where he meets a Daddy. A dog daddy that is.
A/N: Thank you so much to @whiskyandwildflowers for the amazing beta you are the best and I love you.
Excerpt:
“Wow, you’re such a good boy, aren’t you? I knew you could be good for Daddy. You’re such a good boy.”
The man’s voice was sweet as honey and twice as thick, but his words sent a chill down Keith’s spine. Fuck, not another asshole. Keith’s hackles rose, his earlier interaction at the forefront of his mind. His nerves were already frayed from being so far outside of his comfort zone today, and now this? He shoved his phone back into his pocket, not even bothering to give the stranger the satisfaction of his gaze as he stared at the man’s crisp white Converse and began to speak.
“I’m not going to call you Daddy. Whatever kinky sex games you’re looking for, you’re looking in the wrong place, so I suggest you walk away right now because if you tell me to call you that one more time, I’ll kick you in the balls so hard you’ll be crying for your own Daddy.”
“That’s not—no,” the man spluttered. He looked horrified.
Keith snorted out his disbelief. There was really only one way to take a sentence like that. “Sure, dude.”
Surprisingly, the shadow didn’t disappear immediately. Apparently, the guy didn’t take Keith’s threat seriously. He wasn’t not surprised. Most people assumed that because he’s small he can’t handle himself and then they’re proven wrong. So wrong.
“I’m not looking for a Daddy, so you can just move along,” Keith said again.
The guy made a choking noise, his voice horrified. “I wasn’t talking to you. I was talking to my dog.”
Part 4 is finally out! So sorry for the long wait! (Keep in mind, this directly follows part 3) What can you interpret about this part? Why did Ulaz go quiet for a quick second there? Hmm..
God, that took a while to finish. Part 5 will have to wait a while again! Thanks for your patience!
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Summary: Keith is absolutely not into frat boys. Especially frat boys who wear stupid tank tops and stupid snapbacks.
Except he is. He really fucking is. Especially when that frat boy is Shiro.
A/N: This started as a fic thread on twitter and it became clear it was taking on a life of it’s own and needed to be a full fic. Thank you @whiskyandwildflowers for the beta. <3
Summary: Keith is absolutely not into frat boys. Especially frat boys who wear stupid tank tops and stupid snapbacks.
Except he is. He really fucking is. Especially when that frat boy is Shiro.
A/N: This started as a fic thread on twitter and it became clear it was taking on a life of it’s own and needed to be a full fic. Thank you @whiskyandwildflowers for the beta. <3
