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Strawberry Panic - Episode 2

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Girls und Panzer Rating: Explicit Warnings: Underage Sex Relationships: Darjeeling/Kay (Girls und Panzer), Assam/Darjeeling (Girls und Panzer), Darjeeling & Orange Pekoe (Girls Und Panzer), Darjeeling & Rosehip (Girls Und Panzer) Characters: Darjeeling (Girls und Panzer), Kay (Girls und Panzer), Assam (Girls und Panzer), Orange Pekoe (Girls und Panzer), Rosehip (Girls und Panzer) Additional Tags: Friendship, Sex Talk, Cute Ending, Unladylike Indiscretions Summary:

Darjeeling just wanted to have a meeting with her team before the next competition against Saunders. That was all shot to hell when Kay showed up and Darjeeling decided the only option to escape was to hide under the table. That was a mistake.

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It was a beautiful day for a cup of tea. It was one of the many things Darjeeling looked forward to in the day. Classes, Clubs, and extra activities followed by tea and then Sensha-do for the rest of the afternoon. The young woman enjoyed it as she had a chance to not only hang out with her tank crew but also address any concerns that may have come up. Each one of her crew worked with the younger players and was part of their chain of command.

Darjeeling was looking forward to her tea after planning out what they were going to do in the upcoming match. No matter how many times the Englishwoman had planned, Saunders University always gave them a run for their money. Now, the USS George Washington was parked on the other side of Tokyo Bay.

Straightening her blue uniform with the light blue skirt, she stepped out on the open-air patio and found her team waiting for her. The cool, salty breeze came off the sea which Darjeeling breathed in deeply. Assam, with her black bow in her golden hair, looked up as she set down the kettle that she had just filled. Rosehip, with her red hair was sitting there kicking her feet in impatience while Orange Pekoe waited patiently with hands in her lap, like a proper lady.

“Ladies,” Darjeeling said softly as she sat down in the empty seat.

“I assume the meeting with Saunders representative went well?”

The Saunder’s student council president and team had been there along with a few of the Sensha-do commanders. They wanted to finalize all the optional rules, so everyone was on the same page. This was going to be a casual match, so they had more options.

“As well as could be expected,” Darjeeling responded holding up her teacup that Rosehip, on her left, filled it.

“And did you have a chance to speak with Commander Kay?” Assam asked as she went to sip her tea.

Darjeeling’s eyes narrowed though Assam did not break eye contact. What did she know?

“Only a few words but I was too busy to entertain that loud…American.”

“Mhmm.”

There was something in the tone that Darjeeling wanted to question but not in front of the others.

“Did we get approval to field a white flag team?” Pekoe asked trying to liven the mood.

The White flag Team was a bunch of newbies who had never been to a fight before. Their tank was afforded extra protection, including they didn’t count in eliminations and also took a lot more to pop the white flag on them. In return, their shells were not easy to disable enemy tanks. In essence, it was to give the players a chance to experience it all without jeopardizing the team.

“We did. Lapsang and her group will get their first experience.”

This was the first team that Rosehip had trained herself. Her young ladies had come so far.

“DAAAAAARRRRJJEEEELINNNNGGG!!”

Continued at...

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57813415

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Girls und Panzer Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Akiyama Yukari & Matsumoto Riko | Erwin Characters: Akiyama Yukari, Itsumi Erika, Hida Anna, Matsumoto Riko | Erwin Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Fluff and Humor, Adventure, Escape Summary:

Akiyama Yukari goes on a spying mission and waltzes right in to the hands of Kuromorimine. Is there any way out before the next match?

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The four walls of the room that Akiyama Yukari found herself in was bare except for the steel door that led into the small chamber. The only adornments of said steel room was the two chairs on each side of a small metal table and the young woman found herself sitting in one.

She knew where she was. Yukari was on the Graf Zeppelin, the school carrier for Kuromorimine Girls' Academy, that was floating off the east coast of Japan. She was pretty sure she was in one of the heavier outbuildings of the school itself since she could see here the heavy rains beating heavily on the roof above.

Normally, she would be excited to be here. The odds of seeing a Panzer IV Ausf. G or a Panzer VI Ausf. B Königstiger was enough to get the wild haired tanker’s heart race. It was racing for a different reason.

In two days, Oarai Girls Academy was having a battle match against Kuromorimine and it did not help her case that the girl was sitting in earlier mentioned chair while wearing the gray uniform with black trim of of Kuromorimine.

Yukari looked down at the table waiting and trying to keep her breathing calm. Her video camera sat to the side, the SSD card only ten percent filled before Iruma Anna spotted her walking towards the hangers where the registered tanks that their school would be using were hidden. Yukari only got about five feet sprinting before Anna had flattened her, held her down, and tied her hands declaring her a prisoner of war.

That was why her hands were together and tied with a red satin ribbon in the cutest bow. It wasn’t tight nor did it actually restrain her. It was the supplementary rules to Sensha-do that Yukari had to follow. Everyone knew about the Federation’s rulebook but there was a second book of conduct that all the schools had agree to between themselves to cover situations that the National League did not make illegal. Spying was completely legal and the ribbon was a sign that you were captured and you couldn’t take it off yourself.

Yukari sighed and tapped her heel not quite sure if everything was still going to go to plan. The plan didn’t take into consideration she would be captured.

The door banged open and the young woman jumped. Yukari swallowed seeing the mischievous grin of the one woman she did not want to see.

Istumi Erika.

“Well, well, well. Anna did catch a big fish,” Erika crooned as she strode into the room pushing her platinum blond hair out of her eyes. The woman was already wearing the black and red combat uniform of Kuromorimine and under her one arm, she carried a manila folder.

“She’s fast,” Yukari admitted.

Anna followed Erika in with a smile on her face.

“You did put up a good struggle, Yukari-san, but you were no match for me.”

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/56502997

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Azur Lane (Anime), 碧蓝航线 | Azur Lane (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Akagi/Kaga (Azur Lane) Characters: Akagi (Azur Lane), Kaga (Azur Lane) Additional Tags: Sister/Sister Incest, Fluff and Smut, Hot Springs & Onsen, Dom/sub Undertones, Vaginal Fingering, Taboo, Fluff without Plot, Romance, Sister Complex Summary:

Training was especially rough for Kaga as she trained to become the best carrier she could. She had hoped that a good soak in the onsen would help relax the muscles but her sister Akagi had different plans.

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It was only a few more steps. Kaga just had to take a few more steps to finally reach solace and healing. The outdoor onsen that had been setup on the family land had always been kept clean and available by the servants and it was one of the few things that the kitsune found comforting. The sun had set a long time ago so the only light was that of the stars above and the lanterns that lit the well-worn path to her sanctuary. The forest that hugged the path was dark only lit up by the random sparks of fireflies flitting about.

The path opened up in front of her showing the crystal blue bubbling water, with floating lanterns in them, glowing a beautiful orange. Kaga tugged at her kimono, trying to peel it away though the sweat and her attached components kept it in place. The young carrier was so tired she had forgotten to release them. Steadying herself, she concentrated and she felt the weight of her equipment vanish in a flash of blue. Somewhere on the coast, her carrier reformed to float gently in the waters.

Stripping down to nothing but her bruised skin, Kaga stumbled over to the washroom, sat on the wooden stool and stared at the soap and washcloth. How much she just wanted to ignore this step and crawl into the water but Amagi would have scolded her for being so disrespectful. Kaga reached for the cloth, her body screaming at the beating she received from Amagi and Akagi in their drills. The young woman forced herself to quickly lather up, scrub, and use the wooden ladle to pour clean water over her exposed skin. Now that chore was done, Kaga pushed her wet white hair out of her eyes, made her way to the water and slid in.

The feeling that engulfed her as she sunk down into it was indescribable. She submerged all the way to her neck, letting out an exhausted but happy sigh. The young carrier knew she was going to stay here as long as she could get away with it.

The sleepiness hit almost instantly as the soft waves caused by the wind lapped at her.Kaga did not realize she had fallen asleep until the water splashed on her mouth causing her eyes to pop open. What she had not expected was the view in front of her. Standing on the other side of the pool, naked and gorgeous,dark locks falling down her shoulders, was her sister. Her dark fox ears twitching in excitement.

Akagi.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/62708548

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Chapters: 30/? Fandom: Teen Titans (Animated Series) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Komand'r/Raven (DCU), Dick Grayson/Koriand'r Characters: Robin (DCU), Raven (Teen Titans), Garfield Logan, Victor Stone, Koriand'r (DCU), Komand'r (DCU), Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Original Child Character(s), Myand'r (DCU), Luand'r (DCU), John Stewart (DCU) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Sisters, Bullying, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Self-Hatred, Hatred, Revenge, Fear of Death, Execution, Blood and Violence, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Angst, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Sex, Post-Canon, Verbal Humiliation, Public Humiliation, Body Image, References to Depression, Forced Nudity, Physical Abuse, Sex for Favors, Suicide, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Temporary Character Death Summary:

No matter how far one went, the past always caught up. That was something that Blackfire and the Teen Titans were about to learn. And sometimes the past was ruthless.

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Five Years Ago

Even though Galfore was at the head of the table with the crown of the Grand Ruler, it did not feel like an auspicious occasion. The leaders of the clans were still arguing and fighting, expecting him to take their sides while he had to look at the situation. The lavish meals in front of them mostly completed, the servants wise in keeping their glasses full as the discussion continued.

The heat of the room was contrasted at his back from the cold air sweeping in from the open hanging patio large enough to hold a regiment. The air was thick with the smell of rain and the distant flash and rumbling of thunder told him that the autumn rains would soon be upon them. Tamaran was a dry planet most of the year, but this was one of the few times it would rain for two weeks. That was yet another festival he had to plan for.

"There are rumblings among my spies that the Cohort of Ada is preparing to strike out at depots along the border."

Galfore looked towards Baron Tofen'tr of Tamara-Niva who could not hide the fury in his scar covered face. Galfore had fought with him in battle against the Spider Guild, the Branx, and even slew a Red Lantern when that Corp had thought it had the strength to impose its will on the great Empire of Tamaran. King Myand'r had been there that day and the three had worked together to not only repel the intrusion but separate the head of the Red Lantern Crinimus' body.

It had been made clear that day why no Lantern Corp had jurisdiction over the Empire and that it would be enforced by violence if necessary.

"They have been silent for years now," Baroness Yan'tev of House Tamara-Petu responded taking a bit of her salad and looking disdainfully at the other. "Their leader does not wish to get involved with us. He claims peace but we all know he's nervous about the King of the Schlurch. He is one of the most violent we have seen in the last hundred decades of spawning. That hasn't changed."

Glgrdsklechhh. Not much was known about the Exalted Schlurch who took his own throne by violence only a few years before the death of their own King and Queen. Galore looked over to Baron Ruvand'r of Tamara-Qeta who had remained silent for the most of the dinner.

“Do you have any thoughts?” Galfore pressed. The woman with blue hair waved him off as she stared thoughtfully at the nearly empty table.

“We need to have a unified front here, Galfore,” Tofen'tr pressed. The flash of lightening and thunder seemed to support the man’s demand.

“We cannot just jump into the middle of these things. We are still weak from the war against the Gordanians. Our heir is missing, and her sister has abandoned her post. How can we convince our people to endure more war if we cannot protect our own ruling family? It is weakness.”

“Yes. It is.”

All of those at the table started as the voice came from the patio. Galfore stood along with the rest of the barons as the lightening flashed illuminating a form in Tamaranian armor, their face covered by a mask hiding their identity.

Galfore reached for the massive, powered sword leaning against the table and strode a few steps to face the newcomer. His mind whirled trying to figure out how this person had gotten past security.

“Stand fast,” Galfore warned placing the blade’s tip on the floor in front of him, ready to strike. “You do not belong here.”

“The number of times I have been told that,” the voice continued and something in the back of Galfore’s brain tickled at the statement, the tone of the voice.

“Speak your mind then, stranger.”

“I’ve come to challenge you for the throne.”

Galfore opened his mouth to tell the stranger off about such a ridiculous notion but the movement from his left made him stop. Baron Tofen'tr had walked past and stopped on the side between them. With a flurry of his cloak, he held up a Tamaranian crown, the long sloping points over the forehead could only be the Empress Crown from the museum. He knew that it wasn’t the original one as it had been lost to time.

“You knew they were coming,” Galfore growled to Tofen'tr.

“Tamaran has gone on long enough like this. You are strong, Galfore, but you are not who we need right now.”

“And this stranger is who you need?”

“She is no stranger to me.”

She. A cold shiver ran down the massive man’s back. It was confirmed when his opponent reached behind their back, pulled out a weapon which telescoped open to a glaive that charged with violet energy.

“Komand’r.”

Continued at...

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36597214/chapters/154388557

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Hey, have you heard that they’re gonna make an anime adaptation of the Girls Und Panzer Motto Love Love Sakusen Manga? I for one am looking forward to some good old fashioned tankers comedic shenanigans and yuri.

No! I hadn't heard! I know I'm still watching the Das Finale coming out as I'm almost caught up on it. I've got to do some research on that!