Sheith AU but they're both immortal, ancient beings. They have a devastating break up a few hundred years ago but neither of them know the other is immortal until they run into each other in the packaged ramen aisle of a grocery store in the present day. Keith was a reclusive direwolf God that guarded the magic of a mountain range and Shiro was a deer God who protected the forest that surrounded it.

They met in the village.

Both thinking they were having a passing fancy with a normal human.

Instead, they fell in love.

Blind Date Hook-Up App Sheith where Shiro, whose matches are always buttoned up, glasses, vanilla and Keith’s are always guys that look a little too much like himself-end up accidentally matched due to an algorithm glitch.

They pretty sure it's a mistake.

Until they have sex. The sex is unlike anything either of them have ever experienced.

The date itself was tantalizing and stimulating and exciting for the first time since Shiro downloaded the app.

And they don't even make it past the hallway when they get off the first time.

Shiro is two drinks deep, bored out of his mind as his date? (Who has a date at a club?) Drones on and on about something that was just as boring on the first date as it is on the third-when he hears an incredulously drunk:

'Whoa you have -like- the biggest tits I've ever seen.' Shiro sips at his third drink, thinking for a second that someone must be talking about a woman somewhere near him.

His date frownsat the interruption and glances to the left.

Shiro follows his gaze to - whoa. Oh wow.

I really want content of Shiro laid out on his belly on their bed, arms curled around Keith’s hips, palms holding his thighs open, eating Keith out like it’s his last meal. Shiro is still in his uniform for fucks sake. He only came home to grab the lunch he forgot.

And found Keith lazing naked in their bed, flushed and slick from a recent shower, stroking lazily at his little cock.

What was Shiro supposed to do??

I'm in a bad mood today so you all get the flavor of Sheith where Shiro goes into rut.

He's usually very chill for an Alpha. Except this time his temper is short. His patience is thin. And he's an aggravated, scowling intimidation in meetings.

He makes two dignitaries cry. He can hear people whispering. His arm aches. He wants to go home. Where the space smells like safety and nest and Keith.

Except there is no Keith at home.

It's been a week of sleeping at his desk because their house is just a reminder that Keith is gone.

I'm REALLY sick of being embarrassed at the grocery store check out line by middleaged white women. Do I have one of those faces? Seriously.

My card got declined. And I had to pick what to leave behind, AGAIN. Because we needed dog food more than an extra loaf of bread. I forgot the gas was still pending because our bank is doing some kind of maintenance on pending transactions.

I HATE not having control over my fiances. I LOATH not knowing how over drawn we'll be just by buying a fucking loaf of goddamn bread.

On the list of places Shiro would rather be on a Saturday morning - flower shopping with his ex fiancé for the mans current fiancés wedding flowers isn't on the list at all.

Or in the same universe.

Shiro really - REALLY hates being a decent person. They've been to six different nurseries since 6 am. Four of them were sad. Two tried to convince Adam, the self proclaimed expert on flowers, that it was silly to buy flowers right now for a wedding four months away.

That ended well.

I refuse to respect this because while we can have our preferences about fics, imagine how many people you yourself, as a writer, influence daily. And seeing their own indulgent writing habits blasted and laughed at like they're something to be ashamed of. No thanks.

https://twitter.com/theratmonsta/status/1511460251920338946

Some of them are pretty tame. But others - wow.

Y'all really out there making people drop a hobby that makes them happy because you don't know how to exit out of a fanfiction tab without letting the world know you hated it?

It costs zero dollars to let people enjoy themselves.

Shiro is in the middle of his anniversary dinner when a man interrupts, frantic and demanding Shiro’s presence.

'No.' His husband hisses, 'Someone else can handle it.'

'I'm afraid not.' Krolia steps around the harried messenger.

#s8compliant #vlds8 Shiro stands immediately, 'What happened?'

'With all due respect, commander Krolia -' His husband grips Shiro’s wrist, 'Takashi is engaged tonight. Another officer can surely handle this.'

Krolia lifts her chin, 'I would not be here if another officer could handle this.'