#oldworldsrunnerup

[hannorlibrary]

by oldworldsrunnerup

Connor leaned in and pressed his lips against Hank's. His eyes closed. Hank tasted like beer and bourbon and a hint of smoke, in that order.

Hank's mind went blank.

Words: 2849, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hank Anderson, Connor (Detroit: Become Human)

Relationships: Hank Anderson/Connor

[ao3feed-yurionice]

Growth Spurts

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2eLwtYV

by oldworldsrunnerup

Yuri sees Otabek after he's had a growth spurt. Otabek is incredibly turned on.

Words: 747, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Otabek Altin, Yuri Plisetsky

Relationships: Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky

Additional Tags: Viktor Nikiforov mention

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2eLwtYV

[digital-ginger-m]

Unexpected

Matt hadn’t really expected this job to turn into a full-time deal. He’d been hired online a few weeks earlier to do some less-than-legal work for one of the crime syndicates in LA. As it turned out, they’d liked his work so much (well, he was brilliant) that they asked him to come to their headquarters. He guessed that they were planning to hire him on full-time, seeing as how, for small gigs, they could just contact him online like they did the first time.

When he arrived, he found two large men standing outside the entrance. Clearly bodyguards of some ilk. “Uh, yeah, I’m Mitchell Johnson,” he said, giving them his current pseudonym. “I’ve got…an appointment?” It wasn’t really a question except in that he didn’t know if it was appropriate to call it an “appointment.” The men looked him over before nodding and accompanying him inside. One of them gripped his upper arm tightly, and Matt couldn’t help but think that the unwelcoming tone already set would continue throughout his work here. “The boss wants to see you,” the man not touching him said as he stepped up to the door to unlock it. If Matt was the type to be easily phased, he would have been nervous.

[yagami-raito-kun]

Don't keep blinking those pretty eyes at me, boy.

Light frowned. Had he been staring? Well, the boy was certainly something to stare at—a short, angry boy in tight leather, with a shock of yellow hair framing his scarred face. And a gun in his hand, of course. So this is the infamous Mello, he thought, cursing himself for a fool. How had Mello managed to corner him so easily—and at gunpoint, no less?

Light flashed a winning smile. Until he could figure out the boy’s game, he’d have to improvise. “I’m sorry,” he said. “You’ve just caught me at a bit of a disadvantage.”

[zippos-and-skintight-jeans]

Starter ~oldworldsrunnerup

He was curled up on the couch, a cigarette hanging from his mouth. His fingers flew over the keyboard, his mind calculating. He was sitting in one of Mello's den at the base. The minions were all around him, attempting to glare holes in his head. Mello had given him a job and it was easier to perform it here. But the minions, for some reason, hated him. So he was left with them being pathetic and pissing him off until Mello turned up.

[yourtimeisnear]

"Where the fuck ya been, asshole?"

"Busy."

[miss-to-oh]

occ:// *in TV host's voice* WHO WILL FUCK LIGHT YAGAMI FIRST? MELLO OR KIYOMI TAKADA? STAY TUNED FOR UPDATED THREADS!

[wammyslittleflaw]

oldworldsrunnerup has been located.

Mihael Keehl. Stupid name. It's nearly as stupid as yours. Tell him it's a stupid name! Tell him how ridiculous it is. And just look at him. 

"Mihael Keehl. Orphan at Wammy's house. Second best. A terrible writer in my opinion, hardly accurate at all. I guess you're not really good at anything, are you?" Beyond didn't need the voices petty insults. They were nothing impressive and wouldn't have any affect. He contemplated the personal hygiene levels of the other for a moment before holding out his hand. "Pleasure."

[thechainsmokerjoker]

Staring up at the large building, Matt couldn't help but feel intimidated. The orphanage he'd been removed from seemed so small now, shabby in comparison. The nine year old knew he was being moved to this new place, Wammy's, because some old man said he had more potential than other adults were taking notice of.

Whatever. All he really knew was that he was going to have to get used to a new group of children, some of whom he'd been warned about. The elderly man led him inside, and up a flight of stairs to a door. Knocking, the man said something that Matt didn't catch, something "mellow"?

[digital-ginger-m]

New Beginning

“Starting today, you will no longer go by your birth name.”

Mail Jeevas blinked up at Mr. Wammy and Roger, the two men who he had been in close contact with for the past two days. Since arriving at Wammy’s House, he had been asked to complete numerous tests. He didn’t know what any of them meant, but he did them, all of them, knowing that it was better to just do what the adults wanted then to fight it.

“Do you have an alias you would like? Or shall we pick one for you?

He remembered being told at the beginning of everything that he would be given an alias, but he hadn’t put much thought into it. Mail’s tiny shoulders shrugged, and Mr. Wammy responded by patting his head.

“Well, we had talked about giving you the alias ‘Mild’—“

“No.” Mail spoke up, cutting Roger off mid-sentence. “I…can I just have a normal name?”

Mr. Wammy blinked. It was a strange request. Most children had an alias that was unusual.

“I never liked my name. I don’t mind being called something else, but…can it be normal?”

Mr. Wammy smiled. “Alright,” he said, accepting Mail’s request. “Your new name is Matt.”

Matt was a common name. Mail had known children named Matt. He smiled for the first time since being brought to Wammy’s.

With that, Roger led Matt out of the room. “You’re going to be sharing a room with Mello,” he said, taking the stairs to the second floor and approaching a door. He raised a hand and knocked. “Mello? Are you in there?”

[yagami-raito-kun]

‘You belong to ME’

"Y-yes." *internal screaming*

[a-succession]

"What are you staring at?"

At the sound of the blonde, A automatically snapped out of thought, eyeing Melo. He hadn’t meant to do that, but there was no point in disappearing now.

"Why do you feel the need to ask that question when it’s obvious that I’m staring at you?" A asked in return, a genuine tone about his voice.

[zippos-and-skintight-jeans]

Pet ~oldworldsrunnerup

His arms wrapped around Melo’s neck and pulled him closer still until their bodies were flush together. He pressed his face into the blonds neck, placing soft kisses all over the skin there.

He wondered what else Melo was going to ask him to do. Everything so far had been relatively tame but he knew that the blond had a wicked mind.

[yourtimeisnear]

"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."

"Are you-- feeling okay, Melo?"

[miss-to-oh]

Kiyomi Takada went to the store to get gifts for some of her acquaintances.

A sparkly, white dress for Misa Amane.

A dystopian young adult novel for Light Yagami.

A robotic dog for Near. 

And a polyester sweater (with integrated heat) for Mihael Keehl.

They better appreciate them.

[mattmjeevas-blog]

CORRECTION TAKING SHIT... NOT TALKING SHIT!

But if you didn't talk shit you wouldn't be Mello now would you?