“Was there something you needed to talk to me about, Captain Shirogane?”
“K-Keith…”
Keith is unintentionally smooth as he teases Shiro in his fancy new uniform.
(I also have an intense weakness for Gay Disaster Shiro and I headcannon that he is screaming inside at being kabe-donned by the hottest man in the universe.)
Keith is a forbidden amalgamation protecting an ancient orchard bearing fruit in the shape of infant heads, and Shiro, an exiled black knight with a cursed arm, is in search of a home.
Shiro is Keith’s summoned servant, a demon pulled from a separate plane and then bound to theirs. He’s more human looking than most, apart from the metal and violet energy of his arm and the occasional golden glow of his eyes, but that doesn’t make the relationship they have any less illegal.
“What does that mean?” he asks. He knows runes and greek symbols. At least, he’s vaguely familiar enough with them to understand what they mean. This looks nothing like those.
“Ah, that is a mystery you’ll need to unravel on your own,” the woman answers, turning the book around for him to appraise. She flips a few pages for him, revealing old parchment coated in Latin and drawings. It looks like-
“A spellbook?”
keith stumbles upon an ancient spellbook at a flea market. things go magnificently sideways from there.
18k. (Explicit) Contains: nsfw content,
Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Blood and Gore, Suicide mention, Human Sacrifice, Animal Sacrifice, Choking
Shiro decides to summon a demon solely to prove to the internet you can’t actually summon a demon. When everything his STEM major taught him is proven wrong (like Hell not only existing but having an Adidas outlet), the fraternity brother and his ravenous libido are forced to contemplate love through multiple lifetimes and why anyone in their right mind might pick mortality over a sick demonic arm and Ford Model looks.
After throwing Bezaliel back down to Hell, payback is on double-time, keeping Keith and Shiro busy and pretty well paid. Demon-hunting is vocational training though, and even the best (possibly only) team in Garrison get caught off guard from time to time.
Mayerine 