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league-of-legends-hcs · 9 months

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Hellooooo good night, afternoon or the time of day you read this, I would like to ask if you write Yone :')

And if you do... could you make an nsfw alphabet out of it? I don't think I've seen that about him around here and sometimes they forget that he has merged with a demon... So maybe there could be material there(? 👀

Small suggestion, have a nice day

-🍗

NSFW Alphabet - Yone

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act)

Yone is big on aftercare. Sometimes, he can be a little rough and lose control of himself when he is with his partner, the Azakana having corrupted him too far. But he always makes up for it. You never want for anything after a session with him.

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

Somehow, I think Yone likes his partners neck the most. Something about putting his hand around that throat, squeezing the air out of you, watching you writhe.. That is right up his alley. On himself, he likes his hands most. He uses them to wield his blades after all.

C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)

Usually, he likes to either come inside of you or in your mouth. There is not much use of his cum if it's going to waste in his opinion.

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

He's a bit of a voyeur when it comes to you and you only... so yes. He's watched you. And no. You haven't noticed.

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

He does know. Before he was killed by his brother, I assume he hasn't had much time to experiment around, but he knows of it, knows what to do, and he will learn very quickly.

F= Favorite position

Yone loves doing it while standing up, preferably he likes to stand behind you, one hand either on your hips or at your core, the other playing around with your neck while he bites the skin, nibbling on it, whispering dirty things into your ears. Oh, how your legs shudder when he thrusts into you. It's so delightful.

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

Yone is pretty serious as it is. Sex is no different. He might smile at you or whisper sweet nothings when he's in a gentle mood, but he will definitely not be goofy.

H= Hair (grooming habits)

Well taken care of, I honestly don't know how Hair growth works when your body is fused with a lesser demons but uhm... I'm just gonna say he's not fully shaven but well groomed.

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

That depends on his mood. And on how well he can control the Azakana in the heat of the moment. It might be that one night he is careful, gentle and passionate and the next he will fuck you like a man possessed (because well... he is)

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

He rarely ever masturbates. It's not something that has priority in his life.

K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

Asphyxiation, bondage, degradation (giving), edging, and possibly some sensory play

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

He likes to keep his private matters exactly there. In private. But if you grind his gears enough he might take you somewhere semi public and fuck the brat out of you.

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons)

Gentle touches on his bandaged arms, caresses and touches in general, and your sweet words. Oh and your snarky remarks.

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

Use his blades. Definitely not. No cutting, no slashing. No weapons. They are everywhere else in his life. Or mentioning his brother. That's a major turn off for him.

Blood is also a hard limit.

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

Prefers receiving, he loves it when you gag on his cock... those tears welling up in your eyes..

He's good with his tongue as well, though. What he lacks in technique in the beginning he rapidly catches up on and after one or two times you will already be whimpering under his tongue.

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

Usually a faster pace, lasts incredibly long.

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

Only when the mood strikes him. Or when you beg enough. He just can't withstand those slutty lips when they beg for him to fuck you.

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

Sometimes. Nothing too dangerous, though, since he can't always tell how well he can control the beast within.

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

Man can go at least 3 rounds before he gets fatigued, and without foreplay you got yourself 20-30 minutes per round.

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

On you? Sure. On him? No.

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

He's not much of a teaser, but once you start, he's game to play it out. Don't expect him to go easy on you, though.

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

Is not very loud. Some low grunts and moans is the most you'll hear from him. And yes, he talks. Dirty talk is essential for him. It makes you so much wetter after all.

W= Wild card (random sincannon of any sort)

Try using his bandages to tie him up and see what happens 😈

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

Well endowed, 20 - 23cm (~9-10 inches), pretty thick and honestly quite beautiful looking if though a little pale.

Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)

Average, I would say. It's not really that high, but if he's in the mood he'll be going on for a while.

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

No he doesn't. He rarely ever sleeps as is and seeing you in his arms.. he feels at peace nonetheless.

Whaddup! Thanks for the ask, anon! I didn't think about writing for Yone before but ay! Yone be a QT c:

#league of legends #ginga writes #yone league of legends #yone lol #yone smut #league of legends headcanons

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ba1laur · 1 year

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hi i dont talk a lot here but i see a lot of people in my tags mention how they havent seen/read ginga but want to and pleasee keep in mind that the series writing is questionable....at best... Its Bad (sexism+poorly written abuse). i dont have a full list but if anyone is interested and wants me to go into more detail let me know. i provide content for this series n its important to me that people who enjoy my art know what they could. get into

#ginga #gdw #gng #ginga nagareboshi gin #ginga densetsu weed #i dont mention it often lol but this series writing makes me so mad i run on autism powers and i have made my own version of the story #and character in my head idgaf

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artisadie · 2 years

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Day 17 - Rain

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39043935

Summary: “Ginga can't say he's happy about the pouring rain. Or that he's once again re-examining the image he's crafted of his father while walking through it.

He is sure his shoes are going to be waterlogged by the time they reach the train station.”

#mfb #Metal Fight Beyblade #beyblade metal fight #ginga hagane #gingka hagane #ryo hagane #mayblade 2022 #god bless to people who write all the time. im tired lol #it's me art #YES this is going on the main blog

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snowbazhasmyheart · 2 years

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Caught In Your Gravity - LadyMorgaine76 - Ginga Eiyuu Densetsu | Legend of the Galactic Heroes [Archive of Our Own]

This art of Walter Von Schönkopf and Yang Wen-li, from @autumn-sacura , was the image I had in mind when I started to write this fic.

I love this artist so much!

Everyone should check out her blog. Seriously.

#legend of the galactic heroes #ginga eiyuu densetsu #die neue these #Walter Von Schönkopf #yang wenli #yangkopf #autumn sacura art #fanart #my fanfic writing

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writingpaperghost · 7 months

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Hikaru, Shou, and Bonito

Hikaru has adopted a kitten. Shou, as it turns out, has not met a kitten before.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26702113

“Hikaru,” Shou began when he saw Hikaru that day, “What is that in your arms?” He points to the bundle of of fur that was held in Hikaru’s arms. The furry loaf moved it’s head and peered over at Shou, big curious eyes. The bundle of fur wasn’t very big, simply in the crook of HIkaru’s arms, it was probably small enough to simply be held in someone’s hands.

Hikaru looked to Shou, then down at the fur, then back to Shou and smiled, “This?” He shifted his hold on the fur and held it closer to Shou, “This is a kitten.”

The kitten blinked at Shou, big eyes seeming curious, then let out a curious sound, “Mrow?”

“A... Kitten?” Shou echoed, tilting his head.

With a smie, Hikaru offered the kitten to Shou, “Yeah! A kitten, you know, a baby cat?” Shou nods, then Hikaru holds the kitten closer to Shou again, “Here, you can hold him.”

With the aid of Hikaru, Shou was now holding the kitten gazing at it. Hikaru couldn’t really tell what he was thinking, though he seemed to be interested in the kitten. The kitten squirmed a bit, until he finally calmed down, with the aid of some gentle petting. Soon he began to purr.

“It’s vibrating.”

Hikaru laughed, “Yeah, he’s purring! It means he’s happy.”

Shou nods, “And where did he come from?”

The kitten meowed again as Hikaru responded, “The cat of a friend of mine recently had kittens.” He points at the one in Shou’s arms, “So I ended up adopting that one.”

Looking up from the kitten, Shou asks, “Does he have a name?”

“Bonito,” Hikaru grinned, “It means “cute” in Spanish.”

“Well,” Shou nodded, “He is cute.”

#ultraman #ultraman ginga s #hikaru raido #shou #my writing #ultras and cats

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dissociatingdumbass · 2 years

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The Iserlohn Affair - LadyMorgaine76 - Ginga Eiyuu Densetsu | Legend of the Galactic Heroes [Archive of Our Own]

#legend of the galactic heroes #walter von schönkopf #yang wen li #Gabrielle Brüner OC #wolfgang mittermeyer #oskar von reuenthal #my fanfic writing #ao3 fanfic #logh:dnt #die neue these #ginga eiyuu densetsu

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legendofthedumbass · 1 year

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Your Oskar Von Reuenthal would sell Reinhard for a stale corn chip...

Mine would sacrifice himself selflessly to guarantee the safety of the ones he loves.

Your Wolfgang Mittermeyer is overly servile and would forsake his best friend for his boss...

Mine would burn the whole Galaxy to keep his loved ones safe.

#legend of the galactic heroes #logh #ginga eiyuu densetsu #die neue these #oskar von reuenthal #wolfgang mittermeyer #my fanfic stuff #my headcanons #it's simply reading their initial characterization... it's not my fault Tanaka forgot how to write his own characters in the end...

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general-kalani · 1 year

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This is (kinda) based off of @barelybearart’s post here and decided to write it with my rarepair. Something fluffy before I go into my rarepair headfirst with angst!

Warnings: None except some small spicy angst.

Ship: Paul von Oberstein/Walter von Schenkopf

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The Kaiser had a locket, a picture of the two he loved within it.

So why couldn’t he do that? Have a picture with Schenkopf within that locket?

He didn’t want to admit that himself and Schen were in such a relationship. Were that close with each other.

That a man of his rank would fall for a man that was once in the Rosen Ritter.

To display it on his person in such a way, even hidden, would make him come to the realisation that he... Was happy with Schenkopf.

Despite the past Walter had, despite everything the man was going through on a daily basis for betraying his Alliance just to be here with him.

If such information got out they were together however, his reputation would fall apart. This carefully curated mask he’d made sure had been made would be torn asunder just because of this Rosen Ritter.

Yet the appeal of holding the locket, looking out the window hoping the man would return without a scratch. Able to make prayers to Odin while holding it just to keep him safe. Or even just opening the locket in private and stare into it.

So many cons, so many pros...

He couldn’t take such a gamble even if he hid it underneath his uniform. To have something so dear to his heart be quite literal.

To admit that he’d fallen for a double traitor...

This torment was searing, but who was going to stop him if he got it?

He’ll just have to commission it under a false name, just so his secret was kept safe.

He just knew that Walter would have that dumb grin when he found out about it. He never admitted it yet that he loved it, but this one would be worthwhile.

#paul von oberstein #Walter von Schönkopf #paul von oberstein/walter von schönkopf #lotgh #logh #Legend of the Galactic Heroes #ginga eiyuu densetsu #gineiden #i regret nothing and this is gonna be my first tiny fic for the rarepair #my writing #rarepair

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oreozfox · 2 years

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Wooooo a bit of InuKag this chapter

#ginga #my post #inuyasha #ranma 1/2 #my writing #rumic world #urusei yatsura #rinne #mao manga #ranma ½ #mermaid saga

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league-of-legends-hcs · 8 months

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Viktor x fem!Reader bj

Warnings: 18+, smut, Dom!Viktor, oral

I want to suck viktors dick so bad... like hear me out on this one right...

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You're kneeling before him as he sits in an armchair, legs spread and pants undone, his cock straining against his thin underwear and you can see a little wet spot from where the precum seeps through from just how much he needs you... how much he needs to feel those velvety lips wrapped around his aching length, how much he needs to feel your tongue swirling around him... mnh... you drive him wild just looking at him like that... that hunger in your eyes...

And you are indeed hungry.. with precise movements you pull his boxers down, mindful not to touch his cock in any way. You wanted all the pent up frustration, all the stress that he had put himself under to break through. You thoroughly enjoyed him being like this. Especially when he was finally giving you the attention you were craving so much.

"Darling..." he mused, his long fingers tilting up your face gracefully, "if you keep toying with me like this, I will have to put you in your place..."

A pleasant shiver ran through you as you put your face onto his thigh, your hands lazily drawing patterns on the inside of them. With the most innocent face you could muster you said "I have no clue what you're talking about...", blinking a few times.

But today was not one of the days he had the patience for your teasing. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment, cursing under his breath. Fuck, that sent a shiver of excitement down your spine.

"You leave me no choice then.", he told you in a deep, raspy voice as he opened those deeply golden eyes. His pupils were blown wide, his gaze seeping with Lust. Then, he grabbed your hair and tugged you to look up at him. "Open your mouth for me", he demanded, letting you feel that this was not a request. He was giving you another chance to be good.

And knowing what stress he had been under, you relented, opening your lips, placing kisses along his dick. A pleased sigh left Viktor, his grasp on your hair getting a little lighter. "My good girl..." he praised you when you took his tip into your mouth, groaning once you also started stroking him.

He tried looking at you but that mouth of yours... it just felt so good... so good that he couldn't control himself. He began to move your head up and down... at a gentle pace at first. "Forgive me, my love.. I cannot.. fuck.. help it.."

You began to move a little faster too, his sounds making your mouth water. By now you were almost drooling around him... and damn did that turn Viktor on even more.

You were his. His to see like this, his to play with. To love and worship. His to fuck mercilessly.

His hips began to move against you, chasing the sensation you were giving him.. and now he became rougher too, thrusting into your throat, revelling in those gags and muffled coughs. The power and pride he felt right now were intoxicating him almost as much as those watering eyes of yours did.

And when you could feel him twitch inside your mouth you couldn't help it but moan, getting Viktor to chuckle while holding you down with every little bit of his cock neatly pushed into your mouth and throat. Your nose was pressing against his abdomen while he swore out in his mothertongue, his hands pushing you there while his nails dug into your head, fingers tangled in your hair.

"Yes... be good.. stay there... be good for me.. FUCK!", he pushed out in between shallow breaths before reaching his peak, cumming down your throat, hearing how your gagged and sputtered around him.. and even if you were close to blacking out, he wouldn't let go until he finished. And once he did, Viktor would carefully pull you off of his dick, looking at you with nothing but adoration in his eyes while you kept your tongue out for him, showing him what you had left of his cum.

He smiled and caressed your cheek. "You're so sexy..." then he pulled you up and kissed you deeply, not caring about tasting himself on you. Once you were seated in his lap, Viktor wrapped his arms around you and put his head onto your tits, his eyes closed when he sighed happily.

A few moments passed by, you stroking his hair while he was resting before his raspy voice filled the room. "How about we move this to the bed.. it's my turn to make you feel good now."

I was thinking about doing a version where reader keeps being a brat but Idk. Hope you enjoy reading! Feel free to drop an ask!

#arcane #arcane viktor #lol viktor #viktor league of legends #ginga writes #viktor smut #league of legends

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writing-nebula · 6 months

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Family (Mer AU)

“Kazuo?”

Kazuo looked up with a hum, sorting through a few papers for his class. “Ah, Akiko!”

He smiled at the woman, quickly jumping up to offer her his seat, which she took- though not without a halfhearted glare.

“Yes, yes, such a gentleman,” she huffed, even as she set her cane aside with no small amount of relief. “I do hope I’m not keeping you long.”

“It’s no trouble at all,” Kazuo assured her, quickly gathering the rest of his papers into the folder, then slipping it into his case before giving her his full attention again. “Can I help you with anything?”

Akiko smiled tiredly at him. “You know, I think you work the hardest here- and you’re so passionate about it, too.”

He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck a touch self-consciously. “Well, what can I say? I’ve always loved the ocean, ever since I was a kid-”

Finding out you can grow a fish tail certainly sparks an interest-“-and I’m lucky, really, that I can work in a field I enjoy so much,” he finished with a small grin. “It means a lot to me.”

Akiko just looked at him, smiling in this soft, knowing way that had him thinking- not for the first time- that she knew, and any moment she could just say something- “That’s good to hear,” was all she said, causing him to release a breath he wasn’t aware he’d been holding.

“You know my daughter, Hikaru?” she questioned, and after a moment of thought Kazuo nodded, recalling a few times she’d come up in conversation.

“She’s working on a degree in business management, right?” he checked. “I don’t think you’ve ever said what she wanted to do with it, but you’ve mentioned her.” “Yes, she was planning on starting her own business, but…” Akiko shifted in her seat, a frown twisting her lips. “She’s had- let’s call it an identity crisis, and she’s planning to change her major to marine science.”

His renewed interest must’ve shown on his face, because she chuckled before she continued. “I’m already discussing it with the dean, it shouldn’t be much of a problem to get her enrolled in new classes, but one in particular is all full, and she asked for it specifically, so I told her I’d ask the professor if he’d be willing to make an exception for her.”

Kazuo nodded, because that made sense. “Sounds like a good plan- I hope she really enjoys her new classes! Man, when I was first getting into things, I thought I’d never be done with school, but when you really get into it it’s a lot of fun!” He started rummaging through his case, leafing through a few papers. “If you want, I could probably give you guys some resources if she wants to do some extra studying-” “...I would hope she’d pick up on things like that in your class,” Akiko said slowly, watching him with a touch of amusement. “If you’ll have her, anyhow.”

“Well, yeah, I always provide extra material and resources for my students-”

Kazuo blinked as her words caught up to him, and couldn’t help but grin. “Oh, you want to put her in my class- of course! I’d love to have her join us!”

Akiko laughed at him as she retrieved her cane. “I knew I could count on you. I’m sure she’ll learn plenty from you, Kazuo.”

She moved to stand, waving off Kazuo when he offered a hand to her, and briefly looked at her watch before smiling at him once more.

“I’m afraid I’ll have to get to my own class, so we’ll discuss details another time. Thank you again, I know you’ll help her a lot.”

“Right, I look forward to it,” he smiled, though he couldn’t help but think there was something he was missing. “Have a good day, Akiko.”

She nodded her head to him, with that knowing look again, and went on her way.

…There was definitely something that he missed in that conversation.

But he didn’t have time to dwell on it, as a look at the clock revealed that he was late-

So he rushed to his classroom and did his best to put it in the back of his mind.

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“-so her daughter’s going to be joining my class!”

Kazuo told Ryo with a smile as the other man rang up his snacks- Ryo always tried to give him whatever he wanted for free, as thanks, so he always had to watch and make sure he was actually charged for things.

Ryo still gave him a discount more often than not.

“That’s great, Kaz!”

Ryo flashed that smile, the one that made Kazuo go weak at the knees, so he pretended not to notice when he was given the employee discount.

“Y-yeah,” he chuckled, hoping his face wasn’t as red as it felt. “She’ll need to do a lot of catchup, but with how Akiko talks about her I’m sure she can handle it- and I’m always happy to help nurture a budding marine scientist!”

“That’s still the funniest job you could have,” Ryo chuckled, putting Kazuo’s purchases aside for later. “I know you say you have better control of your forms, but don’t you have to go in the water around people sometimes? What if you, ah, change suddenly?”

He shrugged, leaning against the counter and watching Ryo start to close the small store. “It hasn’t happened yet, so I guess that’s more of a ‘we’ll deal with it when it comes’ kind of issue.”

The responding laugh made Kazuo grin maybe a bit too brightly, but thankfully the other was too busy to notice. Don’t get him wrong, Ginga was a sweet kid and he was thrilled that he could help him, but sometimes he wished the teen would get home from school just a little bit later on days like this. Just so he could have a little more time with Ryo alone.

I don’t even know if he’d want another relationship, let alone if he’s interested in men, he reminded himself with a brief shake of his head. Don’t get your hopes up.

“Kaz?”

He jumped as the voice shook him from his thoughts, snapping back into focus to realize Ryo had stopped to look at him, at his face-

“Do you have gills?”

…Or at his neck, apparently.

Kazuo chuckled faintly, trying to calm his rapidly beating heart. “Yeah, yeah I have gills,” he answered with a bit of relief. “They’re pretty hidden, since I’m only half- Ginga has them too y’know.”

“Well, yeah, I know, but-” Ryo rubbed the back of his neck, looking a bit sheepish. “I’ve never looked all that closely when he’d changed, since usually he’s underwater-”

…Was he going to regret this later? Most likely.

Was he still fully willing to throw caution to the wind in this exact moment? Absolutely.“They’re there even when the tail isn’t, actually.”

Kazuo told him, grinning a little as the other man’s face lit up with interest. “The tail relies on the latent mer magic, or whatever you wanna call it- but most of the other mer traits stay.” He stepped forward, holding out his hand and not thinking too hard about it.

Ryo was red in the face when he slowly placed his hand in Kazuo’s, which the mer took as a good sign. God, I can’t believe I’m about to do this…

Gently, he tugged Ryo’s hand up, trying to ignore how warm it was, and brought it up to rest against the side of his neck. “You can, uh, actually feel the gills here- so whether my tail is out or not, I can still breathe underwater.”

Ryo’s warm, calloused fingers brushed against his neck, finding the rougher patch of skin where his gills were hidden away, and as he leaned in closer Kazuo forgot how to breathe.

They were so close, Ryo practically pressed up against him, and all Kazuo could see was him.

The worn Hercules T-shirt he was wearing, the scuff on his chin, the way his bangs curled with the humidity.

That warm, slightly crooked smile, and the absolute shine in those brown eyes that he could just stare into for hours…

Ryo’s face was red too, and Kazuo swore his heart skipped a couple beats as the hand slowly moved up to cup his cheek instead.

They stayed there for several seconds, both seemingly frozen in place, eyes locked on each other.

Ryo's lips parted, the man starting to say something that Kazuo was way too hopeful for-

“Daaaad! Tell Hyoma he can’t be here today!”

The shout was like lightning, sending them flying apart, both bright shades of crimson that wouldn't easily go away.

Ryo quickly turned to address Ginga and his friend as they burst in, while Kazuo retreated to the bathroom to try and compose himself, the warmth from the other's hand still lingering on his cheek.

He was absolutely screwed.

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Call him cliché, considering what he was, but Kazuo genuinely loved the ocean.

It was where he belonged, in part. It was where he could relax, go to be alone, where he could let his worries go and just be.

But alas, he always had to return to the surface eventually, so he was heading back up now, to the private little beach he always used.

It was cloudy, and a bit later than he normally swam, but he took little notice- nobody ever came here besides him.

…Or at least, nobody had before.

As he pulled himself up on smooth stone, grimacing at the feeling of it along his stomach, he caught sight of a number of things strewn across the beach. Things that hadn’t been there when he dove down.

Which meant someone was here.

…Someone was here.

It felt like ice filled his veins as the realization struck him, and he turned to push himself back into the water before he was seen, somebody was here why was somebody here-

Bushes rustled and Kazuo bit harshly on his lip, silently cursing how clumsy he was on land-

Just a little farther-

“AHA!”

No, no, no- He shoved himself headfirst into the water, flicking his tail up to keep it from dragging on the stone-

Pain sliced across his tail like a knife, making him cry out, but he just grit his teeth and sped off, no thought put into where he was going besides away, have to get away-

He swore he could hear laughter echoing behind him as he fled.

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“Alright Mr. Mahinay, the doctor wants to keep you overnight to make sure your leg doesn’t get infected, but I’m sure you’ll be alright. Just make sure you get some rest, and let us know if the pain becomes unbearable, okay?” Kazuo nodded at the nurse, giving her a smile. “I will, thank you- um, did you call the number I gave you?”

“Oh, yes, a man answered, I believe his name was Ryo?” at his nod, she continued. “He seemed quite worried about you, I believe he’s on his way.”

“Alright, thank you,” he sighed, leaning back in his propped-up bed. “That’s all, just make sure he’s let in when he comes.” “Of course, sir.” She gave him a nod, and left the room, leaving it open, but only halfway, per his request. Leaving Kazuo to just sit and wait.

He didn’t want to tell Ryo he was in the hospital, necessarily, but he’d been planning to go see them after his swim, and when he didn’t show up he knew the other man would’ve started freaking out- Kazuo never took his phone swimming, so he had no way to contact them anyway.

..It’s nice to know he worries about me, he smiled to himself, trying to relax. Let’s just hope he doesn’t overdo it…

He’d been dozing for some time when the door finally squeaked again, footsteps hurrying through the room and stopping at his bedside, and before he really had a chance to react two hands were grabbing his arm.

“Mr. Mahiany! What happened, are you okay??” He jumped at the touch, but stopped himself from pulling away, a surprised chuckle leaving him as he opened his eyes. “Ginga?” “He insisted he wanted to come too,” Ryo explained, clearly worried but trying to smile as he joined the kid. “He was there when I got the call, so…”

“Are you sick?” Ginga tugged lightly on his arm. “Or hurt? Do you need anything?” Warmth lit in his chest at his concern, and he tugged his arm free so he could ruffle the young mer’s hair. “I’m fine, Ginga, I just fell and scratched up my leg a bit, they got me all fixed up.”

“See? What’d I tell you, guppy,” Ryo pat Ginga’s shoulder. “Nothing keeps Kazuo down for long, he’ll be up and at it again in no time.” Ryo watched him carefully over Ginga’s head, and Kazuo smiled at him, trying to reassure the taller man that he really was fine.

Ryo relaxed after another moment, smiling back at him, and sat in the chair next to the bed, intending to stay for a while. “Why don’t you tell him what you and Hyoma did today? Since you’ve already told me about eight times.”

Ginga lit up with a grin, already starting to talk, and Kazuo huffed out a breath, putting any hopes of ‘resting’ behind him, because he could tell this was going to be a long one.

…Still, it’s… Been a while since somebody cared for me, hasn’t it?

I’d almost forgotten the feeling.

So he settled in, offered comments and exclamations where needed- Ginga’s excitement was infectious, nearly washing away the stress of his day so far.

…I’m glad they came.

—

“-and there’s a seahorse that keeps following me around whenever I get to a certain part of the water, do you think-”

Ginga cut himself off with a yawn, and he shook his head as if trying to shake the drowsiness away, but it was clear he was trying not to drift off where he sat, head resting on his arms at the side of Kazuo’s bed. “Alllright kid, I think that’s enough,” Kazuo chuckled, stifling a yawn of his own. “Visiting time is almost over, and you look like you could use some sleep.”

Ginga pouted, but didn’t argue like he would with his dad- which Kazuo was very amused by, in all honesty- and stood up, stretching and yawning again. “Daaaad, it’s time to go-” “Mmhmph?” Ryo shifted, lifting a hand to brush his bangs out of his face and blinking at the two wearily. “Wha’ time iss’t..?” “Late!” Ginga huffed, taking him by the arm and trying to pull his dad from the chair with little success. “You fell asleep, come on-” “Oh, I- oh-”Ryo jolted awake, sitting up and eyes seeking out Kazuo with concern, but the mer could only smile. “It’s alright, Ginga kept me company, you looked like you could use the rest.” “...Heh, sorry,” Ryo looked sheepish. “I… Haven’t been sleeping well, I guess. You sure you’re okay for us to go?” “It’s just a scratch,” Kazuo waved him off and tried to shoo them out the door. “Go, we’ll all get some sleep, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, we need to pick what restaurant to go to-” Ginga frowned to himself, putting a hand on his chin in thought. “We normally just order chinese, but if we’re going to stay we’ll sometimes go to that place up the road…” Ryo rolled his eyes, smiling fondly, and ushered Ginga out of the room. "We'll see you tomorrow, Kaz. Just… Call me when you get home, okay? I'll arrange everything about dinner, so don't you worry about it."

Kazuo smiled, but now that Ginga was gone it felt fake even to him.

It's now or never, he should know as soon as possible-

"Um, Ryo, I need to-"

"Nope, you're not changing my mind!" His friend interrupted, clearly expecting a protest of some kind, but this was more important than that-

"It's not that," Kazuo tried again, sitting up a bit straighter. "I'm not-"

"And if you're not up to going out, you can just come over! We'll make popcorn, watch a few movies, maybe play some board games-"

"Yes, that does sound lovely, but-"

"-I'll carry you there, if I have to!" Ryo finished firmly, and that was a mental image he'd be holding onto for days, but-

"Ryo, someone attacked me in the bay."

He could see the moment his words registered, the way his eyes widened and worry washed over his face anew.

Ryo glanced out the door, then swiftly returned to Kazuo's side, searching his face while keeping his voice low.

"Someone attacked you?" He repeated in shock. "But- then why did you-"

"I-" Kazuo swallowed, gripping his blanket as the memory bubbled back up to the forefront of his mind.

"I was swimming, Ryo," he murmured, watching horror and realization dawn on his face.

"I came up on the beach, and I saw somebody's supplies- they were on their way back, I heard them, a-and I turned around but I wasn't fast enough-"

Kazuo paused, briefly brushing a hand over his injured leg and letting out a shaky breath.

"...I don't think they saw my face, but I know they saw… Purple."

Ryo plopped back down in the chair, face pale as he ran a hand through his hair.

"...Someone saw your tail," he mumbled, more a whisper than anything. "And- and they cut you, somehow…?"

Kazuo shook his head, wincing at the reminder.

"Shot me, I- I think it was some kind of harpoon gun…"

"God, Kazuo-"

And then Ryo was leaning forward to take his hands, holding them securely in his larger ones. "Are you okay? Seriously?"

What did I ever do to deserve him?

"Yeah, I'm okay now," he smiled up at him, squeezing his hands without much thought. "And I'm really looking forward to dinner, okay? No carrying necessary."

After a moment, Ryo smiled back- that warm, soft smile that Kazuo adored every time.

"...Alright. We're gonna treat you like a king, just you wait."

Despite the looming fear of being seen, the prickling anxiety wondering if he'd been recognized, alongside a million other things he had to be scared of right now…

…He knew Ryo would keep him safe.

—

A week after the fact, Kazuo could walk without much difficulty, though with a noticeable limp- he'd get the stitches out in a few more days, which should help with that.

Once she knew he was alright, Kakiko seemed amused by it, offering him her cane several times over the past few days he'd been back at work, and today she'd topped it off by giving him one of his own. Which, despite his class's teasing, was proving to be quite helpful, so he'd probably hold onto it after this.

…The colors that she chose did make him a bit nervous, but it wasn't as if his love of the color purple was a secret, so he should have nothing to worry about.

Now, he was making his way down the hall, glancing through his calendar on his phone with his free hand, admittedly not paying much attention to his surroundings.

In his defense, he knew the other teachers' schedules- his class got out a bit before the others running right now, so nobody else should be in the halls.

Which is why he was completely caught off guard when he rounded a corner and collided with somebody else, phone slipping from his hand- and before he even had a chance to catch it, his back hit the wall as whoever he ran into shoved him, knocking the cane right from his hand to clatter to the floor as well.

What the hell-?

"...Sorry," he said first, because he did run into them, but he was quickly preparing a conversation about why you didn't shove people-

"Right, of course you are," a shrill, somewhat grating voice answered him. "Next time, pay attention to where you're going instead- this is a public space, not your personal walkway."

Kazuo froze, apology and anger fizzling away as the voice registered.

Wait, that sounds like…

He felt stuck in place, completely unable to move, even his gaze locked on the ground.

No, no it can't be-

"I swear, if any of my research papers were messed up…" the voice grumbled, leaning down to gather the papers he'd dropped when they ran into each other.

Kazuo caught sight of black hair, a single colored streak-

He shut his eyes, trying to force his breathing to remain steady.

How could he be here? How could he find me here!?

The man straightened up again, and now Kazuo could feel his eyes on him, looking him over like one would look at a science experiment.

"...Oh!"

And with that one word, that one sound of recognition, his last hope of being mistaken fizzled out.

"Well, isn't this a happy surprise-"

His voice had taken on a much more friendly tone, like the man was genuinely glad to see him.

Kazuo knew better.

"Kazuo Mahinay, is that you? It feels like it's been forever!"

And I would've loved to keep it that way.

Kazuo swallowed, wanting nothing more than to run from this encounter as fast as possible, but a twinge from his leg was a painful reminder that he couldn't, that he didn't have a choice.

"...Yeah," he managed to choke out, finally pushing himself up the wall to stand up straight, and dragging his gaze up to the man he'd never wanted to see again.

"It- it's been a long time, Doji."

Daidoji Okami was exactly like he remembered.

The cold, calculating glint in those blue eyes, visible even behind his glasses. The gold streak in his hair, slicked back and pristine as always. That self-satisfied smirk that he wasn't even trying to hide as he put a hand on his hip.

"It really has- I can't say I'm surprised you ended up in a place like this, you did always have a fascination with small towns."

"A-and that makes it all the more surprising that you're here." Kazuo forced a smile, trying to ignore what was probably an insult. "I thought you hated small towns."

"Oh, believe me, I do," the instant scorn dripping from his voice was at least more familiar, though he wouldn't call it comforting.

"I'm only here to do some research for a… Personal project of mine- I won't bore you with the details." Doji waved a hand dismissively, though he kept his cold gaze on Kazuo, who was tensed to flee as soon as he had an out.

Then Doji's eyes settled on his name badge, and with a wide grin he confirmed Kazuo's biggest fear about this interaction.

"...But now that we're colleagues, I'm sure we'll find plenty of time to catch up…" his eyes narrowed, grin sharpening into something cruel.

"...Kazu-kun."

No, he has no right-

A wave of anger rose up at the unexpected and unwelcome term, and Kazuo had to bite back a very inhuman growl, narrowing his eyes at the man.

How dare he-

"We'll have to see, Dai-kun," he muttered in response, feeling a hot flash of satisfaction when that arrogant grin dropped back into a scowl.

"I'm pretty busy these days, and I wouldn't want to waste your time if you have such an important project."

His voice remained steady, and he kept eye contact- he was not going to show Doji how shaken he really was.

"...Of course," Doji smiled again, his voice that poisoned-honey tone that they both knew Kazuo wouldn't fall for any more. "Until next time, then."

With that, he walked away, but Kazuo waited, listening to his footsteps, and only when he could no longer hear them did he dare to relax, sliding back down the wall to sit on the floor and bury his face in his hands.

Why did it have to be him? Why, after all these years, did he have to come here?

He sat there for a while, trying to calm his pounding heart. He wasn't really sure for how long.

But when the silence of the hallways was filled by students talking, moving between classes or just heading home, he finally moved again- grabbing his nearly forgotten phone and the blue and purple swirled cane, he dragged himself back to his feet.

And Kazuo went home.

—

…At least, he’d meant to go home, but somewhere along the way, his muddled brain had gotten the paths mixed up, and he found himself in front of Ryo’s store, instead.

He considered walking away again, actually going home, putting on a baking show and burying himself in a pile of blankets, where he could be-

…alone.

It only took a minute for Kazuo to decide he would do just about anything to not be alone right now.

The loud cling of the door marked his entrance, preventing him from changing his mind even if he wanted to.

“Welcome in!” Ryo’s voice greeted from out of sight, and he said that to everyone, every day, but in that moment, just those two words had relief crashing over him like a wave.

I really don’t know what I’d do without him…

He made his way to the front of the store, but hung back at first, seeing a handful of people around the counter and not wanting to disturb them. He didn’t browse today, he just… Needed to see him.

And now that he could, he couldn’t keep a smile off his face.

Anyone who’d ever exchanged a word with Ryo Hagane could tell- he was a truly kind, genuine person who would never turn away someone in need. Even if they didn’t know they needed him.

…That was about as different from Doji as a person could possibly be, really.

Watching Ryo laugh, make jokes with his regular customers, grinning bright enough to rival the sun, Kazuo found himself struggling to remember why he’d hesitated at all.

I don’t want to lose him, he means the world to me…

…but I’m tired of hiding what that really means.

The people at the counter finally left, and Ryo’s attention turned to him, smile somehow getting brighter when he realized who it was. “Kazuo! I didn’t see it was you that came in- how’re you doing?”

Kazuo chuckled and walked over to join him, leaning against the counter to give his leg a break. “I’m okay, Akiko gave me a cane to help me out, and it’s definitely made things easier.”

“It’s even your colors, too,” Ryo chuckled, rummaging blindly through the drawer he kept his keys in. “I’ll be closing in a sec here, so if there’s anything you want, better grab it now- not gonna open until Monday.”

“Monday?” he echoed, and Ryo nodded, making a noise of triumph when he found the keys and heading over to lock up. “Pest control’s coming tomorrow, and it’s inventory as usual this Sunday, so I decided it’d be easier to just stay closed. And, since he’s gotten better with his forms, I let Ginga spend the weekend with Hyoma, so I’ve got no responsibilities until Monday!”

He started flitting around the store to close, a sight Kazuo was well familiar with and was quite happy to watch again.

“The whole weekend, huh?” Kazuo chuckled, “Careful, next thing you know he’ll be coming home with blue hair and a mohawk.”

“Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong, good sir!” Ryo barked out a laugh of his own. “If Ginga or Hyoma wanted to dye or cut their hair, they’d come to me, not be all sneaky about it!”

Kazuo raised an eyebrow, a bit doubtful, and Ryo tossed a grin over his shoulder. “I’m a trained hair stylist and colorist, I could open my own boutique if I wanted!” He paused, then added a bit sheepishly. “...Once I renew my license, anyway.”

He returned to his closing duties, talking about this and that, and Kazuo could do nothing but watch, just like every other time he was here.

It was like Ryo didn’t even notice how late it was, or didn’t remember that Kazuo never came over on Fridays. He was acting like this situation was completely normal.

…Does he not notice, or did he notice I was upset and wanted to distract me?

It was hard to tell, really. Either way, the normalcy was appreciated more than Ryo probably realized.

“...Kaz?”

He jumped and looked up, so entangled in his own thoughts he hadn’t noticed him walk over. “Oh, sorry- I guess I was spacing out.”

Ryo waved it off, smiling, but this time there was worry behind it, and he leaned back against the counter beside him. “So what’s up? Never seen you out this late, I thought you always went right home after your late class today.”

His tone was concerned, but light, like he’d change the subject at a moment’s notice if Kazuo asked.

…Alright, maybe he noticed every fact, and was definitely trying to act normal for him.

He’ll understand, I know he will.

Kazuo let out a grunt, head falling back so he could stare up at the tiled ceiling.

“You remember how I told you the robotics teacher had to unexpectedly quit a couple weeks ago?”

Ryo hummed confirmation, and Kazuo shut his eyes, trying to draw up the strength to acknowledge this situation, then finding he wasn’t surprised at how easy it was to share with him, at least. “Yeah, well, I met his replacement today, and uh…” he forced a chuckle, peeking an eye open to watch the other’s reaction. “...It’s my shitty ex-boyfriend.”

Immediately, Ryo’s expression shifted- his worry softer, but more clear, understanding dawning in his eyes. “...Do you wanna talk about it?” he asked quietly, leaning in a little closer. “Or- or complain about him?”

At that Kazuo laughed again, this time for real, and opened both eyes to look at him properly. This time, it was his hand that found Ryo’s, lacing their fingers together. This time, he really took notice of how Ryo’s cheeks reddened at the contact.

“Y’know, I think I did,” he started in a murmur, just watching his face. “When I came in here, I wanted to complain, and lament about my past taste in men, and half jokingly consider quitting my job so I wouldn’t have to deal with him, but…”

Well, here goes everything…

He pushed away from the counter but kept hold of Ryo’s hand, smiling warmly when the other quickly shifted his weight, ready to catch him if his leg gave out. “...But I think I’d rather just spend the time with you.” Kazuo took Ryo’s other hand and tugged him closer, nervous and hopeful and ready.“I’d rather go out to that diner you always recommend, the one that’s open late. I’d rather spend the night at your place, and spend hours watching all the horror movies we can get our hands on- like you’re always inviting me to.”

As he spoke, Ryo’s face went through concern, to confusion, to hope.

And now the taller man was smiling again, that warm, gentle smile that had Kazuo falling in a little deeper every time he saw it.

“...I’d rather have you, Ryo,” he told him, squeezing his hands in the hopes of convincing him it was true. “If- if you’ll have me, that is-”

“Yes,” Ryo was saying before he’d even finished, looking on the verge of tears before he pulled Kazuo in close, wrapping his arms around him and holding him close. “Yes, absolutely, I- I’d love that,” he laughed, and Kazuo found himself near tears himself, grinning and burying his face in Ryo’s chest.

“...Then you have me,” he mumbled into his shirt, closing his eyes. “For as long as you’ll want me, you’ll have me, Ryo.”

#beyblade metal saga #beyblade au #ryo hagane #ginga hagane #doji beyblade #beyblade oc #my writing

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SOOO. more dogs from that au x'd

Some explanations/thoughts and bonus sketches under the spoiler (sorry for my attempts to write smth adequate in english, I’m.. not good at it......)

Okay first, yeah I think there’d be mostly (pure-bred) dogs in the police forces, like those that people can use as working dogs. Y’know, german shepherds, malinois, mastiffs etc etc. But not only them xd

As for Takagi, I from the very beginning thought of him as a dog (ofc lol), but kinda uhh different, a type that feels somewhat too mumbling for being in police, but not really, and still very promising and honorable. Therefore, he’s a mutt (but partially a german shepherd, who could be one of his close relatives) and has this one floppy ear that make him look a little more young/cute, and some square-ish shapes in the face. His coat coloring has a lot from a GSD, particularly that dark saddle, but other markings, especially spotty-like ones on the paw and neck, and a light face show he’s mixed

Also a fun fact, those pointy markings on the corners of his eyes are referenced to John and Jerome from Ginga series xdd

Tbh decide with the breed for Shiratori was hard at first. Like, I knew I wanted to make him a pure-bred dog (bc he’s a rich guy and for contrast w/ Takagi), with chocolate-colored coat, that would have curly hair and that’s nOT a poodle :”D And there aren’t really many breeds with curly hair! At least those that could still be recognisable as him. So, in the end I had to choose between aforesaid poodle and irish water spaniel, and I chose the latter. Welp, at least we know he’s a good swimmer lol

Btw a white bird marking was an idea of my friend when we learned that Shiratori literally translates as “white bird”. Even though any white spots for IWS are forbidden by the standard, I think it suits him and it can be like his family feature <)

Sato was decided as beauceron when me and my friend searched for some breeds that could fit her appearance, could be used as a police dog, feeling both kind and intimidating if necessary. I think that this one, which is originally a herding dog, both gentle and fearless, fits her pretty well <)) Although I tried to give her a usual black-and-tan coat, it felt overall too dark, so she’s a harlequin now. Ears are cropped and probably by her own choice here, so it would be harder for culprits to injure/bite them off xd Maybe it’s even a common practice for military/police/etc dogs in this AU

I also thought of how would look Kobayashi-sensei then, since she and Sato look quite alike, and I guess she’d be either a cattle dog or a koolie (probably the latter)

Inspector Megure was probably the easiest to design, I had a rough idea for him in my head, like, since the time we just started watching DetCo <D The harder part was to find a breed that fits that idea, with sand-colored coat and dark face and ears, and bullmastiff is just like that

He’s not putting his hat off here too, yea hahah

#detective conan #meitantei conan #dcmk #dcmk au #detco #wataru takagi #ninzaburo shiratori #miwako sato #juzo megure #inspector megure #mutt dog #irish water spaniel #beauceron #bullmastiff

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art-of-tek · 5 months

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