ALT beat the odds by thistidalwave (on a background of a hockey player's skates creating snow on the ice) Summary: As a veteran in the American Hockey League, Fuma knows what he needs to do to make sure the team signs him again next season: contribute on the ice, be an asset in the locker room, and keep his private life private. When the team's general manager asks Fuma if the league's only other Japanese player, a rookie defenceman named Riki Maus, can stay in his spare room, Fuma has no choice but to say yes. He's not expecting Maki's dimples. Or their chemistry on the ice. Or his own feelings off of it...
ALT A gray feather on a black background. Text overlay provides fic details: Title: Heaven Sent Fandom: &T Pairing: Kjo Rating: E Length: 2k Tags: Angel x Demon, Office AU, pwp
ALT if you wanted by thistidalwave Summary: Maki regrets letting his inside voice outside in the same second that Nicholas’s face drops. Now Nicholas is going to think that Maki does care that he’s dating Fuma, and Maki doesn’t, at least not like that. He’s not homophobic, obviously, because he’s the furthest thing from it. He’s jealous.
ALT maid for you by thistidalwave Summary: “A maid dress, though?” Nicholas said, shaking his head. “You’re such an otaku.” “Yeah,” Taki said, shrugging. “I think you’d be really hot. I wanna see if I’m right.”
ALT you were never mine thistidalwave Summary: Harua doesn't have to think about it that hard. It's summer, he doesn't want to study, and a hot guy just asked for his number. “Yeah, sure,” he says. That's Harua's first mistake.
ALT guided by you by thistidalwave Summary: Yudai should probably have felt compelled to follow the scent trail of one of the omegas, especially with his alpha instincts firmly in control. But he was focused on Harua, determined to chase him down and put him in his place. It wouldn’t take long. He’d still have plenty of time to find an omega afterward.
ALT break all my rules by thistidalwave Summary: “Actually," Yuma says, "I was kinda… wondering if you wanted to come out with me. We could pick up omegas together. Since, y'know, you've presented now.” Harua could just say he's not interested, but he decides to have a little fun with it instead. He takes a step back and gives Yuma a lingering once-over, then makes eye contact and smirks. “Why would I do that when there's a perfectly fuckable alpha right here?”