Shiro met Keith in high school, when he was a senior and Keith was a freshman. Keith had needed help in French class and Shiro was his tutor. Shiro had only begun tutoring for extra curricular activities to look better on his transcripts, but he quickly found that he had a lot in common with Keith. They both practiced kendo and karate, both wanted to be pilots, and were both Japanese, although Keith was only half. It had been like pulling teeth getting Keith to talk about himself, to open up more. It was only after 3 months of tutoring and burgeoning friendship that Keith admitted to Shiro that his mom was Japanese but left when he was a baby so he had no connection to the culture. Shiro vowed to show him what Keith was missing and they grew closer.
I just read your ficlet about Metabitch stabbing Aziraphale in front of Crowley and congratulations, my heart died a little (I love it) Please tell me Crowley was smoking because he was about to become something that even Satan himself would fear and go apeshit againts the other angels
My heart to died a little writing it :,)) (but I’m happy you love it ^v^)
Also! I like to think that can be a possible outcome after metatron became a backstabber…literally-
but since the ficlet kinda have an open ending it truly is up to the readers what the outcome can be 🤭
Here ineffable husbands to help mend the broken heart
another deconstruction of the ship saluna. this is the story of sam sharp questioning her sexuality after her distain for her girlfriend luna and her neglect.
this is a story of how sam fell in love with the roadie known as chunk monk. this is the story that makes her question “am i really gay?”
Hunk and Shiro cook some more and Shiro struggles sexually.
Excerpt:
They went on three more dates over two weeks, Hunk teaching Shiro how to cook something each time. The first if those three dates, Hunk said,
“Alright let’s teach you how to make something you’ll actually eat all the time,” and they made ramen and not straight from the package either.
“First we need to make the stock. Half dashi, half chicken stock. You could make it with full chicken stock, but the dashi stock is more authentic.”
Shiro pouted and said, “I don’t have dashi. Did you bring it?”
Hunk got a manic gleam in his eye and announced, “We’re going to make it!”
It was only a handful of ingredients that Shiro did not have. Hunk provided them and said that they came from Asian specialty shops, one of which did online delivery so Shiro would be able to do it on his own. It was a little pricey, but Hunk did say he could always just use chicken stock. Anyway, they made the stock and while they made the stock, they made some glazed pork, which was easier than Shiro thought it would be. They chopped up some scallions, soft boiled an egg, and added some sheets of nori for presentation. When the noodles were done boiling (and Shiro was grateful he didn’t have to do something insane like make the noodles), they assembled everything.