Flames Climb Higher
flames climb higher
author: danganrompers
summary:
The ceiling didn’t talk back, to Malleus’s disdain. In the silent darkness of the Diasomnia dormitory, Malleus thought back on those glorious rays of the sun that illuminated the current turmoil he felt. He recalled the cheek warming laugh he wanted to replay in his mind for the rest of his long life, wanting to hear whenever the beautiful beastman would roll off of him. His fingers twitched, a phantom sensation conjured making him long to feel fingers curl between his digits, sharp nails lightly digging into the meat of his hand.
If Malleus could set himself on fire for maladaptive daydreaming of post coital hand holding, he would. But he was almost certain this wouldn’t happen again.
He said.
And said.
And said.
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Sugary Sweet
author: heartsforjade
summary:
“Pssh. Sure.” Ruggie leaned into the back seat, grabbing the box of donuts. “See you in a few. Kisses.”
“You sound like Ashengrotto.”
“Woof. How dare you. I will see you in a few.”
Leona hummed, and Ruggie could perfectly picture Leona tilting his head to the side ever-so-slightly. “See you. Kisses,” he added teasingly.
Ruggie groaned and hung up on Leona’s laughter.
The Best Worst Thing
author:
BloomingAlyssum
summary:
“You wanted to see me, Boss?” Chuuya asks.
Mori smiles. Oh no. “Oh, yes. Thank you for coming.” Chuuya can almost see the daggers Dazai is glaring at Mori. “As you can see, Dazai has had a couple of unfortunate accidents resulting in the temporary loss of use of his arms.”
Chuuya looks over at Dazai, who, sure enough, has a cast around each arm. The cast on his right arm ends above his elbow, completely encasing his hand, and is supported by a sling. The one on his left leaves his fingers exposed and lets him freely move his elbow, at least, but that isn’t a lot when your other arm is useless. Chuuya is getting a bad feeling about this.
Mori looks like the cat that ate the canary when Chuuya looks back at him. So much so that Chuuya is half tempted to look around for little yellow feathers. Mori continues, “Due to his condition, Dazai will need someone to look after him and help him do things in the meantime.”
“Mori…” Dazai growls. Chuuya can feel his lip curling in disgust. Maybe he should’ve just skipped work today.
“I’d like you to act as his caretaker, Chuuya.”
Based on fanart by caelanglang on tumblr!
5 Times Floyd Made Him Break The Rules and 1 Time Riddle Did It On His Own
author: resonata
summary: As much as Riddle tried to follow all the rules, Floyd didn't care.
Study Session
author: DoomsDaisy
summary: Floyd goes into heat, which makes for an interesting study session with Riddle
Willful Neglect
author:
Anonymous
summary:
"Dazai..." Chuuya's voice comes out too tight and small, unlikely to ever reach Dazai. His hand lifts shakily, in some dazed attempt to stop him. There is panic wild and fast in his chest, the beginnings of hyperventilation, his breaths shallow and quick. Something's wrong, something's wrong— This hurts too much, it's not supposed to be like this— His vision is blurring, and his head is taut and aching with the stress and anxiety and so much anguish that he can barely comprehend it. The last of Dazai's hazy form disappears, far in the distance. _______ Forced into a difficult situation, Dazai has to leave Chuuya behind post-Corruption without his usual thorough check-up. Only, he has no idea just what state Chuuya was in as he was walking away from him that night. Grief is a good teacher on how to value those you love. When he gets Chuuya back, Dazai uses his lessons well.
Interest Check
author: featherx
summary:
“I read your work in the school paper!”
“O-Oh?” Poe fixes his posture a little, and resists the urge to straighten his ribbon. He knew he should’ve tied it a little tighter than he usually does this morning. “Er… W-What did you think?” If there’s anything he takes pride in, it’s his writing; most people are turned off easily by the horror themes he likes to use so much, but on the occasion someone does appreciate them, it gives him a feeling not unlike butterflies in his stomach. If Ranpo, of all people, is the latter…
“I figured out who the murderer was in two paragraphs,” Ranpo says, holding up two fingers, like he really needs to drive the nail in deeper.
—Or, Poe writes a whole musical in an effort to impress Ranpo.
Cuddle Buddy
author: lonercat
summary: Silver always falls asleep on top of Ruggie whenever he can. Ruggie thought he could gain something from this.
waste me
author:
Anonymous
summary:
Chuuya, walking around in that tight clothing, begging to be noticed. Chuuya, gushing with slick after a fight, Dazai’s mouth watering at just the smell, wanting to impale the tiny thing on his cock so far he feels it in his throat.
Chuuya, getting stabbed in the leg during a mission and Dazai having to strip and patch him up, shamelessly drinking in the sight of the little Omega cock, trying to burn the image into his retinas. Dazai, many nights after, jerking off to the thought of it filled out, flushed, hard and Chuuya begging his Alpha for release.
It’s been years. Dazai will no longer let himself be denied of what’s his.
God of Sand
author: Veroninya
summary:
“Yeah, that’s me. Leona, King of the Desert and Sands, a God, if you must. You kept calling me so nicely so I figured I’d drop by, pay you a visit, see what’s up with a pretty priestess like you. How could I ever ignore a damsel in distress?”
“First,” Vil retorts, “I am not a damsel in distress. I am in distress, but I am not a damsel. Secondly, I am the Head Priest, do you truly think I wouldn’t be able to recognize my own deity that I pray to daily? You look nothing like the statues.”
“I mean.. you apparently don’t, so that’s that.” He hums, then, nods to himself. “But you’re right. We really need to do something about those statues.”
________ Spoiler, they don't do anything about the statues.
A Time's Mind
author:
Widow_Spyder
summary:
Gen shut off the TV with a huff, angrily throwing the remote onto the floor before burying his head into the couch cushion and letting himself go.
Oh yes indeed, everyone was having the time of their lives, back in a newly minted world with technology and high rises and working water pumps. Everyone except for one. Because of those 367 days since they saved humanity. Gen had been alone for 322 of them.
