there used to be something underneath his clothes


Reader x Klaus Mikaelson


*Requested smut

Imagine: Klaus is overwhelmed with everything that is happening on his life, so he leaves you all alone to work some stuff out. Then, when he comes back, he finds you playing with yourself and decides to punish you in the best way he knows.

Word Count: 2144

A/N: may be the dirtiest thing I’ve ever written, so I hope you enjoy it. :)

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Title: Snow Laden Confessions 

Pairing: Sidlink

Rating: Explicit

Summary:  Sidon and Link confess their love for each other after being stranded during a bad snowstorm, then proceed to find a unique way to keep themselves warm -wink, wink, nudge, nudge-

A/N: i hate thinking up titles : D

This has also been posted on my AO3 so if you’d prefer to read it there! Comments, reblogs and kudos are very much appreciated! Thanks!


Don’t make this weird, he thought fervently. Whatever you do, do not make this weird.

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73 pleease!!

73. “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

Betty rolled over, arms stretching lazily as she let the sunshine from the open window warm her bones. Something was off, something was strange, the starchy sheets that were plastered against her body weren’t her normal lilac silk sheets, these were dark blue and cotton.

Slowly opening her eyes to the morning she sat up slowly, the thin sheet pooling around her hips, leaving her lacy maroon bra on display. When her vision finally settled and her head was pounding she finally registered where she was.

Archie Andrews bedroom, laying on a certain beanie wearing boys blow up mattress, her eyes scanning the room frantically before a voice broke her out of her thoughts.

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

The hungover blondes eyes snapped to the door, Jughead was leaning casually against the doorframe, his eyes staring hungrily at her exposed chest.

They hadn’t talked about that kiss in her bedroom last week but something had shifted between the two and the sexual tension was so thick you could almost feel it.

Betty gripped the sheet and pulled it closer to her chest.

“Oh god.” She mumbled “Archie had us all over last night, you were staying with your dad at the trailer and he had me Ronnie and Kevin over and then of course everyone had to come and it became a huge house party. I guess I drank a little too much and I… I ended up here… I remember being tired and now I’m here. As for the whole naked part. I must have gotten hot I never sleep in clothes.”

Something dangerous flashed in Jugheads eyes, he made his way over to the tiny bed, ripping his shirt off and sliding next to her underneath the covers
“Well, it’s still early.. I didn’t get much sleep on the couch last night and you look like you could use some more rest. Come here” Jugheads arms were open wide and Betty quickly snuggled against them. She didn’t have to hesitate with him, he always let her know how he felt, she always felt wanted.

“You’re overdressed” Betty whispered, her feet stroking his denim clad jeans.

Jughead chuckled into her hair.

“Guess we have to fix that.”

kaisoo real couple plaids and outfits theory 161016

First of all it started with this, when ji wore plaids/checkered as well. That day, they went to the movies, them alone, if i remembered correctly, I believe this date is close to Valentines day as well. Cute.

Now look at these are kaisoo’s iconic moments, and notice this, at least one of them is always wearing plaids / checkered.

One can argue that ‘its a photoshoot they are wardrobed by staffs’ and you are very right but that doesn’t take away the fact that kaisoo wore plaids when kaisoo happened. kaisoo x plaids has been established before kxk, and it is possible that kaisoo notices this?

Because there are many other incidences where kaisoo happened when there is plaid. Remember when ji hosted a radio? That day he called himself kai-d (j) (sounds like kadi) and he was wearing plaids as well. 160705

And also the infamous kaisoo private fan meeting. Remember the very first flower crown moment, ksoo was wearing plaid once again. (This meeting is also somehow private, why must it be so secretive when its something concerned of kaisoo being together)


Moving on, Kaisoo can match clothes once and it could be coincidence, but they didnt only match once, they matched plaids many times in the airport.

Plaids is a kaisoo thing ever since those iconic photos, So why did they choose to SUDDENLY match plaids, out of all pattern after april 1st?

Lets go to their airport fashion, ex o is a mature group, i doubt they are 100% controlled by their stylists. And kaisoo matched clothes several times as well.

Here are some examples of kaisoo matching plaids.

- 160812 plaid shirts

- 160824, again, kaisoo wearing the white undershirt, the same mask and both unbuttoned their shirts. Also notice these two dates are quite close, you really think these are only coincidences? It looks planned to me, but maybe it could be coincidence?

- moving on to the third time, 160930. This day is important, because I noticed something curious

And now take a look at ksoo, his shirt size is way too big for the shirt to be his.

He didn’t roll up his sleeves, which is so long its way past his hands, and he doesn’t tuck his shirt in as well. We can notice easily that this shirt bigger than his usual shirts. That shirt is sizes bigger than him yes? I really wonder if that shirt is his..

now look at ji

doesn’t his shirt look a bit too tight? Compare this shirt with other pics like the ones I posted above, ji’s shirts are not usually this tight.

Kaisoo wore these shirts together to the airport.  ksoo wore a size too big and ji a size too small. Did they wear each other’s clothes? It could be done on purpose, I don’t believe in coincidences, not when it occurs repeatedly

- next outfit, also a very strange day. 160909. This is the day when dispatch took this picture

Why is this important? Well their outfit.

You see the green pants soo wear? Then the navy blue shirt ji wore? The navy blue shirt actually is 90% similar, if not exactly the same with the navy shirt soo wore WITH HIS GREEN PANTS during hats on fansign.

We all know hats on fansign is special, bc its one of the minimal fansigns/meetings kaisoo attended together. And what a strange coincidence that media, and hats on themselves also posted a pic of kaisoo on 160528:

So strange… dispatch posted pics of them with that outfit, while media and hats on posted a pic of ksoo wearing that outfit before…. Do we really think this is coincidence? I can tell you the media definitely knows btw.

Next, to a more recent event.

Ji wore checkered / plaid when he did his Vapp on 161012 at midnight. (so its in dark AM)

That night ksoo was in japan, and ji didn’t see ksoo for a few days. Coincidence again? But this is not it, bc look:

This is ksoo on 161012 morning AFTER Vapp. He wore a plaid shirt underneath his jacket. Maybe ksoo watched ji’s vapp broadcast? coincidence again… Maybe kaisoo is showing us something who knows.

And here is DMC rehearsal, where ji once again wore blue plaid. A few hours after this, ksoo returned. coincidence again?

So why is it always plaids when smth kaisoo related happen? Notice All these couple outfits though. Tell me, are we sure these are only coincidences? The point is, I can’t but notice these vague correlation between plaids patterning and all these kaisoo related occurrences…  

And lastly, this is just another example of kaisoo matching colour code clothes after kxk, and after sooxothers ships. kaisoo don’t only match plaids, but the thing with plaid is too much coincidence.

So is kaisoo actually making a statement that they are still going strong especially after kxk?

Besides, Why does it have to be them? Why do these coincidences have to revolve around kaisoo? bc If kaisoo is fake, the two people matching plaids and checkered wont be kaisoo, it could be, who knows. Ksoo x leo for example. Or ji x leetue k lmao?

Shippers didnt make these up, kaisoo themselves did.

Ps this theory aimed to target on plaids only as these are the most obvious clothes matching events I discovered. Also yes other boys do wear plaids too, its certainly a popular pattern but I am only pointing out these coincidences as an eye opener.

A THEORY IS DEFINED AS AN IDEAS that are TRANSLATED FROM MY BRAIN TO A TUMBLR POST. I declare nothing as Facts. This is only made for fun and help spark ideas of your own.

So yes everyone, have fun shipping! Kaisoo has been showing us they are still okay and going strong all throughout 2016, not only through couple clothes. So why should we give up? Stay strong KD!


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pairing | namjoon x fem!reader
genre | smut
word count | 2811
warnings | explicit language, bondage, voyeurism, and various sexual content

↳ You decide that it is your turn to be in control for once.

It was time.

While, in your opinion, there was nothing better than the feeling of Namjoon’s lips on your neck or his hands digging into the soft skin of your back, you knew that taking control was something you had to do, at least once. You couldn’t help but wonder how he would look underneath you, covered in sweat and begging for your touch.

Unsure of where Namjoon stood on the matter, you approached the topic carefully—and skillfully.

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The Warmth of the Moon

Ignis x Raine
Word Count: 1339

Just something small to commemorate Iggy’s lil nipple, free at last. This takes place sometime during We Intertwined, after Ignis finds out that he and Raine are soulmates, but she still doesn’t know. Hope you enjoy! I missed you guys so much. I’m still not back 100% but I really wanted to give you guys something in the meantime.

Dedicated to my soulmate AU friends who I miss so dearly, @cupnoodle-queen @blindbae @themissimmortal

Ignis tugged at the fabric draped over his torso, hastily trying to cover more of his bare skin by spreading the cloth underneath the fastened leather belts across his abdomen. Compared to the fine silks he was used to wearing, the costume he’d been given felt itchy and restrictive. The wind briefly picked up, a gust of sea breeze that blew across his exposed ribs and made the hairs on his arms stand on end.

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Scenario: You come over to his studio to bring him food knowing he’s not eating or sleeping properly while working and like he wants to let off a little steam so he asks you to sit on his lap and his hands slowly start roaming over your thighs and waist and you’re talking but he’s too busy kissing your neck and >.<
A/N: Okay so I know there are a lot of studio sex scenarios with Zico. I tried to make this one a little bit different and played a lot on the whole dom/sub (but lightly, because Zico strikes me as one who likes to be in control, even if you’re being dom). I’m super self-conscious about this, but I’ve literally done all I could for it. Hopefully you guys all enjoy this. Please don’t kill me. Big thank you to @lunatheoracle for letting me use the idea and run with it!
Genre: Zico x Reader
Words: 3611
Disclaimer: As always, I do not own any of the gifs used and they belong to their rightful owners!
Warnings: Slight dom/sub play and smut. A FUCK TON OF DIRTY SMUT.

“Have you eaten yet?”

You weren’t sure why you’d asked. The answer to your question apparent on the small screen of your iPhone. His eyes heavy-lidded with an exhaustion that discolored the skin under his eyes, threatening to turn the pale skin underneath black. His voice a raspy baritone that would’ve left your lower body tightening, if you weren’t aware of his current state of exhaustion.


It was such a direct answer. The both of you knowing he was too tired to try and act cute or come up with a lousy excuse. You were ready to scold him when his next words stopped it short.

“Why are you dressed up?”

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Rowaelin Fluff

Modern AU where Rowan is trying to study but Aelin is trying her hardest to distract him… and let’s be honest, Rowan is weak when it comes to his Fireheart. 

This is unedited, so please excuse any mistakes! 

Rowan was sat at his desk, papers scattered everywhere, frantically trying to study for an exam that was in two days. He knew he should have started studying earlier, but when you had a girlfriend like Aelin and friends that demanded you socialise almost every day of the week, it became almost impossible to get anything productive done. 

“Rowan, can’t you just take a break for five minutes? I’ll make it worth your while…” 

It also didn’t help when Aelin decided to come over and watch him study. She had insisted she would sit on his bed and entertain herself whilst he got some work done, but so far that had not been the case. She’d arrived an hour ago, a Chinese take away in her hands and a grin that suggested trouble; she made it very difficult to say no. 

He groaned, and turned in his seat, and immediately wished he hadn’t. 

Aelin was lying on his bed, and somehow, he hadn’t noticed her change out of her clothes and into one of his t-shirts. Which was currently all she had on. 

“You make it very difficult to concentrate Fireheart.” He couldn’t take his eyes off of her, his gaze trailing up her body, the whole time thinking that he was never going to get anything done, albeit he was struggling to find the issue with that. 

“That’s the point Buzzard. Five minutes… please?” Rowan wanted to give in. He had never wanted to give in more than in that moment, but he couldn’t; instead he summoned all his will power and turned back to the papers on his desk. 

He heard Aelin shuffle about on the bed, and the next thing he knew she was stood behind him, her hands going to his shoulders beginning a massage. Her hands knew exactly what they were doing, ever so slowly she trailed them down his back, and back up, then down his arms, causing goosebumps to appear on his skin. She moved in closer, her lips going to his neck, where she planted small kisses, not enough to be too intense, but enough that Rowan was not going to be doing anything more that evening. When a small laugh escaped Aelin’s mouth, she knew full well she had won. 

“I swear, you’re impossible Aelin, but I can’t resist you.” 

Rowan turned in his chair, grabbing Aelin by the waist and pulling her onto his lap, his mouth capturing hers in a scorching kiss. Aelin did not hesitate in reciprocating, kissing Rowan just as eagerly. The feel of her against him was enough to spur Rowan into action; picking her up and moving to the bed, where he laid her down and proceeded to remove his shirt from her body. Aelin had known exactly what she was doing, because underneath that shirt she was wearing nothing. Something between a growl and a moan left Rowan, and then the kissing resumed. His clothes were hastily taken off and thrown to the floor, Aelin making sure that she touched ever part of him in the process. Her hands were roaming his body, across his broad shoulders, down his chest, and towards her end goal. 

Rowan copied Aelin’s movements, his hands making their way down her body, touching her in all the right places to make her moan. When he got tired of using his hands, he replaced them with his mouth, licking and sucking until she was crying out for more. 

No one else could elicit those sounds from her, the way he worked her body, the way he made her feel. No one else but Rowan was capable of exposing this side of her. Rowan felt the same way. It was crazy the kinds of emotions Aelin brought out in him; but he didn’t think he would change it for the world. The feel of her in his arms after making love, it was the best feeling in the world, something that he would never get tired of. 

“Don’t you think that was so much better than studying?” Aelin was now tucked into his side, her hands tracing patterns across his chest. Rowan couldn’t help but laugh at her question; he wouldn’t admit it out loud, but he’d rather fail every exam and have get to have Aelin by his side, than pass them all and lose her. 

Rowan didn’t get any more work done, instead they stayed wrapped in each other’s arms for the rest of the evening, occasionally talking about life and their future; until they both drifted off, her head on his chest, their hearts beating together as one. 

A Special Treat (M)


WARNINGS: Pegging, female!dom, Language, sub!Jimin

DESCRIPTION: Jimin deserved a special treat, a little something new in bed.

REQUEST: Can I request a scenario of you wearing a strap-on and dominating over Jimin?? I’m sorry it doesn’t have a plot…>.<’

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Something Special

A Stiles Stilinski imagine

Resume: Lydia persuaded Y/N to buy a little something special that Stiles will not be able to resist. However, she’s not very confident when, in the evening, she decides to put the mysterious outfit on in order to please her boyfriend, which actually doesn’t need that much to be satisfied.

In which the reader wears a sexy outfit despite hating it for Stiles.

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Word count: 1346

A/N: I always write to many words in imagines damn…

“Are you sure about that?” I sighed, nervous, the mysterious object still in my hands.

“Believe me, with that, he’ll never dare look at other girls.”

Sure of herself, my friend sent her ginger hair behind her shoulder, continuing to search among the articles of the shop we were in.

“I don’t think that’s my style …”

Indeed, it was not my style. And I didn’t think it was my boyfriend’s either. But Lydia seemed to believe it; since she was still saying that he would love it.

“No guy can resist that, Y / N. None on the planet,” she added, pinching her luscious lips before giving me a look that became desperate when she saw my facial expression.

“But …” I started before she cut me again, coming closer to put both hands firmly on my shoulders.

“Stop thinking. Stiles will love it, and it will be quite a surprise for him, especially seeing how you dress up every day … a total waste. ”

She winked and took the piece of clothes from my hands before walking towards the checkout with a walk that was both elegant and assured.

“I pay it, you have no choice!” Lydia flashed before giving me her most perverse smile that I knew.

For my part, I had to resolve myself. The red rose to my cheeks very quickly and I sighed loudly before following her, back bent, desperate. Stress was already beginning to make its way into my lower limbs, sending unpleasant tingling to my spine. I shuddered before trying the puppy eyes, my last weapon against the banshee.

“No, Y / N, you can’t make me change my mind. No, stop it. ”

Lydia handed her credit card to the cashier, and I grunted in frustration.

She had won.

Bad luck was definitely on my side, because that same day, on the evenning, I had to go to Stiles’ house to study chemistry. He had some difficulties, and as I was doing quite well in the subject, we had decided on a small study session twice a week.

The meeting time was at 19.

I was so stressed that I became confused. At 18:30, I was already in front of his house, glued to my seat, hands grabbing the steering wheel, not wanting to let go. I kept staring quickly and worriedly from his window to his front door. A stomach ache suddenly took me and cold sweat ran down my back.

That was the critical moment.

I was a little nervous every time I went to my boyfriend’s house. It was the first I had, and I was not used to letting myself go in the soft and comforting arms of the person I loved. I remembered the first time we kissed; I was so anxious and scared, afraid of not doing the right thing. But Stiles had reassured me, and everything had gone well.

More than just well, actually.

I had never been very confident with my body, but Stiles had always succeeded in reassuring me, in making my apprehensions and fears disappear. He was always replacing them with a feeling of assurance and comfort.

I raised my head, suddenly filled up with courage, and went out of my car to go towards the front door. I rang, and a few moments later, the handsomest boy I ever met opened the door with a dazzling smile that made me melt inside. I wondered again how I could deserve to have such an extraordinary person in my life.

Once in his room, Stiles grabbed his school bag and opened it to look for his textbook, but I had other ideas in mind. I slipped behind him and plastered my body against his back before putting my mouth close to his ear. My hands went by themselves against his abdomen, and he froze.

“Y / N …? What are you doing? ”

It was the first time I was taking the lead since we were together. He had every reason to be surprised, I was myself.

I took advantage of my position of dominance to whisper something in his ear.

“I have a surprise for you … chemistry can wait don’t you think?”

“Oh yes totally, chemistry can wait,” he said, swallowing, impatient.

I let go and tied a blindfold around his eyes. His lips stretched to form a smile as he put his fingers against the fabric.

“Do not take it off before I tell you!” “

“Don’t worry,” he said, laughing.

I hastened to change to put on the outfit that Lydia had bought me earlier. A light outfit; something that doesn’t cover a lot of skin. Something I’ll never dare bought myself.

It’s only when the sexy outfit was on me that I felt stupid. Stiles was waiting, patiently, sitting on his bed, legs crossed, a smile stamped in his face. And I, poor little me, had put this thing that didn’t suit me at all. The stress invaded my body again and a ball formed in my throat. I was ashamed of myself, I wasn’t made for this kind of outfit, I didn’t have a beautiful body like Lydia or Malia…

My throat tightened and I felt tears coming to my eyes. I was ridiculous; he was going to laugh at me. I thought for a moment of taking it away and doing as if nothing had happened, but when I saw him waiting, so beautiful and happy, impatient … I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t take away the smile he had. I swallowed my stress and my fears and told him that he could remove the headband with a trembling voice.

Stiles blinked several times when he saw me. He even rubbed his eyes with his hands. To be sure he wasn’t dreaming; I saw him count his fingers. For my part, I lowered my head and clasped my arms against my chest, uncomfortable and cold. I wasn’t ready to hear his comments, he…

“You’re gorgeous, Y / N …”

I raised my head, my heart missing a beat.

Stiles got up from his bed and came to lay his hands delicately against the skin of my bare arms. A shudder ran through me, and our eyes met. He smiled at me before grabbing my chin between his agile fingers and put his lips against mine, taking my breath away. Our kisses always made this impression, the impression that our breaths were only one while our mouths merged for a passionate kiss.

When our lips parted, I still had my eyes closed in the appreciation of the moment and the taste that it had. Stiles caressed my cheek with his thumb, gently, as if he was trying to chase away sad things from my soul.

“You don’t have to force yourself for me.”

His words made me open my eyes. I wanted to protest, but he put a finger on my lips to silence me.

“Babe, I love you as you are, and if you’re not comfortable in that outfit … you don’t have to wear it for me. I want you to be comfortable, and above all, happy,” He said in a low voice, very gentle, almost a whisper. That voice that I loved so much.

This time, it was a solitary tear that his thumb chased out of my cheek.

“And also … I like much more seeing you wear one of my sweaters … with nothing else underneath…”

He managed to make me laugh, something I could not believe possible for the evening, and I gave him a friendly pat on the chest before he took me in his arms.

After I put on more comfortable clothes, we spent the rest of the evening in the arms of one and the other. We even forgot the chemistry and the exam which awaited us the next day.

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Can't Help (Philip Hamilton x Reader)

Words: 838
Warnings: None!
Prompt: Can you do 18 with Philip~~ :3 something really angst in the beginning where he sings sad songs and after he finds his souls mate it’s all fluffy and he sings happy songs? @justfangirlingaround
18. the one where whenever you get a song stuck in your head, it’s because your soulmate is singing it.
A/N: from the soulmate prompt list! (send in more if you’d like!) I do not own any of these songs mentioned!!
Drop in the Ocean- Ron Pope
Let it Go- James Bay
Can’t Help Falling In Love- Elvis Presley


Singing was what connected soulmates in this world. Not many knew about it at first, since getting songs stuck in your head was a common thing. But it was strange; people soon shared that the songs that were being sung in their head, wasn’t anything they’ve heard of before. After years of research and experiments, scientists found that the songs in your head, was actually due to your soulmate singing it.

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- Narancia sleeps in Bruno’s bed when he isn’t feeling well, it’s warm and safe, and Narancia really needs that when he’s sick. He shivers a lot, and Bruno will wrap him up in several blankets and keep him glued to his side, just in case. Narancia cries a lot when hes sick, exacerbating his stuffy nose. All Bruno can do is make him blow his nose and hold him close until he falls asleep from exhaustion.

- Giorno often doesn’t realize how sick he is until he starts getting more severe symptoms. He ignores his headache until his vision blacks out, he dismisses his couch until he develops pneumonia, and he doesn’t acknowledge his fever until he faints during a meeting. Then it falls to Fugo to make sure he gets into bed and to keep him from trying to do any actual work. He’s only allowed to relax and have some soup or plain crackers.

- Fugo knows exactly how sick he is, but he just tries to work through it and hide his symptoms from everyone. Giorno almost always notices and ushers Fugo to bed. If Fugo is super worried about work, Giorno will bring some of his easier paperwork over to the bed. Fugo usually only gets through a few sheets before giving up and burying his face in Giorno’s neck to block out the light.

- Mista is a big baby when he’s sick, he’ll camp out on the couch covered with blankets and loudly demanding soup or whatever he happens to want at the time. Whoever is taking care of him will usually roll their eyes, but get him what he wants anyway. Mista works too hard, letting him be annoying when he’s sick is the least they can do.

- Abbacchio barricades himself in his room when he’s sick or hungover. He doesn’t want to see anyone, talk to anyone or do anything. He keeps the curtains drawn tightly shut and his quilt pulled up to his chin. Sometime during the day, the others will try to come in and check on him. The only one he doesn’t kick out immediately is Narancia. He has a soft spot for the boy and lets him talk his ear off while wiping his face with a cold cloth.

- Bruno, like Fugo, tries to pretend he isn’t sick, and it takes the full force of the rest of his squad to make him sit down and relax. After urging from everyone, he changes into a t-shirt and sweatpants and curls up on the couch underneath all their softest blankets. Everyone takes a turn bringing him something and taking away the used tissues. It means so much to Bruno that they all do this for him. The day usually ends with the entire gang sitting close to Bruno on the couch while they all watch a cheesy movie. Bruno always falls asleep halfway through, and Abbacchio has to carry him back to his room, where he and the rest of the kids join him to spend the night with their ailing capo.


Retconned: Chapter Three

I don’t own anything but the fanfic!

Toby Fox owns Undertale, Goth @Nekophy, Palette: @angexci . Error/Geno/fresh @loverofpiggies  Reaper:@renrink Retconned Goth… well i own this version. Underswap!Sans by Popcornp1nce.  Dream by @jokublog Cross!Sans and Cross!Chara by @jakei95

The first time Blueberry met Goth, he thought Error had kidnapped a new victim. The small eternal child had thought it was hilarious when Blue had grabbed him and tried to escape.

Goth would admit his humour was a bit twisted after living with Error.

“Wow, if you hadn’t shown me your house i would have never have found it in my wondering,” Blueberry said as he wondered the small cozy house smack dab in the anti-void.

Of course Blueberry’s stomach rumbled as this time he’d been kidnapped just before lunch.

“The kitchens this way,” Goth grinned.

Of course the always energetic Blueberry Sans, quickly noticed certain missing supplies.

“Where’s you taco supplies?” he asked.

“Ah… I haven’t learned to make those yet, but I might have the things needed in the basement food storage,” Goth said thoughtful.

‘No taco supplies… sacrilege’ Blueberry thought.

“Wait… how does a house in the anti-void have a basement?” he asked, after all how would one dig through nothing to build it and not see it from the outside.

“Why wouldn’t it?” Goth asked totally innocently.

Goth only caused the kitchen to burn once.

Then Cross appeared and stole all the tacos.


“Blue.. are you in?” a voice asked, the small Sans blinked as he recognized the voice.

“Come on in Dream, I was only about to make dinner,” Blues called, moments later Dream entered the kitchen a small frown on his face.

“Um… I have some questions about Error, we all had an interesting confrontation with him,” Dream said.

“Error huh, been three months since the last kidnapping… have a few more till the next one, Blues said frowning, sighing he turned off the stove knowing this might take awhile.

“Wait… you have kidnapping scheduled?” Dream said wide eyed at him.

“Only for the last five years, easier for no one to be killed and to see Gothy,” Blues said cheerfully.

“Would… Gothy… be a small skeleton kid that looks a lot like Geno and Reaper with a scythe and can travel in the anti-void?” Dream asked.

“Yeah, didn’t you know. Goth’s been living in the anti-void for years. Error’s really protective about him, since leaving the anti-void too long will kill him,” Blues said, really Goth was such a sweet shy kid… he just wished Goth could chance leaving the void often.

“Die?” Dream said surprised.

Blues looked down at the floor for a moment, he didn’t know what had happened to Goth to make him end up pretty much trapped there to survive… and from the look on Error’s face that day when he started to ask.. he had decided h didn’t want to know.

“Its, not for me to say. Ask Goth,” Blue said, then turned on the stove and proceeded to ignore his friend… sometimes it was best to have some secrets.


A slightly tired Goth yawned and rapped a wondering hand away from his dinner, he glared at Cross who was pouting at the taco’s.

“Come on Cross, go make your own food… this is why I can never make Taco’s anymore,” Goth said glaring, his form shifted to fell his self more prone to violence.

“Aw come on… just one, i even got a gift for you,” Cross bribed.

-Hey! I picked them out- the every ghostly Cross!Chara protested, Goth suppressed a shiver wishing once again he hadn’t gained the ability to see the other part of Cross. Chara of course thought it sweet, after all ne had someone else other then Cross to tease.

“Gifts,” Goth said form shifting to Canon Goths form, he absently pushed two Taco’s to the other skeleton and happily received a wrapped box.

“Ohhhh!” Goth said opening it, new clothing that didn’t match anything any of his selves had ever worn.

“Be right back!” Goth said and raced to his room to try it on.

Cross grabbed the rest of the Taco’s happily.


Goth liked the clothing even if how every different they looked from what he always wore, but eh supposed that something different was the point. His scarf was still around his neck but tucked under a white hood shawl combo with a golden orb/disk dangling down the front.

His shirt underneath was a very very light grey that tucked into large fingerless gloved with red ribbons around part of it and handing off them. Pants were white and tucked into white boots with yellow-gold edged tops and a small gold disk on the front of them.

‘Could use more Black’ Goth thought, after all he’d been wearing black since his uncle dressed him that day.

The clothing felt weird against his bones, and if it wasn’t for the red and gold bits he could probably almost blend into the antivoid.

“Whats this..” he said spotting something under where the clothing had been gold in colour… and glowing?

Quickly he grabbed it up and stared, it was a lantern and in its centre glowing was a save point.

How the heck did Cross get a save point?



Request: dan x reader smut set after a date

A/N: Excuse the fetus-y gif but I really liked him in bed like this. Not super good at writing just stand alone smut but here ya go. Click me.

Dan’s hand ran up my thigh in the back of the taxi. All day, we had been teasing each other. I mean, he’d started it, kissing all over my neck while I made breakfast that morning. I’d had to cover up the hickies he’d left before Phil could tease me about them. I got back at him of course, grinding into his lap while we played video games on the couch. Even when we were at the restaurant I had been running my foot up and down his leg so he stumbled over his words while ordering. Serves him right, I was all pent up. Now we were on our way home from dinner to the house that was hopefully empty. “You told Phil to spend the night at a friend’s, right?” I whispered in Dan’s ear. He nodded and his fingers just nearly brushed over my center. I pushed the wandering hand away and prayed for the driver to get us home faster.

I didn’t even bother taking off my coat before dragging Dan into our room and pressing him against the wall and meeting his burning eyes. Dan licked his lips and gripped the back of my neck to press our mouths together. I slid my hands under the collar of his jacket and let the material come off his shoulders and fall to the floor. He dragged his tongue along the seam of my lips and I denied him entrance. A cold hand brushed my skin and tugged at the bottom of my shirt. I reluctantly pulled my lips from his to let him remove the article. Dan couldn’t even appreciate the bra I wore because I yanked his face back down to mine. I started in kissing and sucking at his sensitive neck, loving the way he started to melt under me. “H-Hey, babe.” I made an inquisitive sound but didn’t stop working him over. “Could we maybe move this to my bed? I mean y-you remember the last time we tried this against the wall, right?” I giggled and released him to head over to the bed.

Though we had all night, the both of us were clearly too wound up to drag this out. We hastily shed the rest of our clothes and slid underneath the covers. Our bodies were pressed against each other and we were slowly grinded our hips together while making out. My ankles came to lock around his lower back and he bit my lip as his cock brushed me. We were perfectly lined up, I remembered something before he could join our bodies together, though. “Wait,” I muffled into his mouth.

“What is it?” He trailed kisses down my jaw. “Um, we need a condom, right?” He chuckled and leaned over to reach inside his bedside drawer. I slid my hands over his shoulders while he fumbled with the foil package. “You’re distracting me.” His hands shook slightly as he was trying to rip open the wrapper. “Sorry, but I’ve been waiting all day, I’m about ready to explode, bear.” I watched silently while he finally rolled the rubber onto his cock. He leaned back down and I was lifting my hips toward his while he realigned himself with me.

We both released breaths of satisfaction as he bottomed out. “I’ve been waiting for that all day,” I sighed. “Me too,” Dan replied, smirking and eased out slowly before fully pushing back in making me moan out loud. I was thankful Phil had left for the night because we were already getting less than soft with each other. My fingers threaded through his hair as his speed increased until the bed was nearly smacking against the wall. My back arched away from the bed and my head flew back, exposing my throat. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” Dan breathed into my skin. His hands braced on either side of my head and sweat was starting to bead along his forehead. Looking at his face, eyes screwed shut and kiss-swollen lips pulled between his teeth, I couldn’t help thinking he was beautiful too. He angled his hips a certain way and I was clawing at his back, close already. “Dan I’m-” he kissed me, just as close. My hand fell between the two of us and that was all it took for me to tip over the edge. Dan followed close behind.

Minutes after the awkwardness of Dan removing the condom and tossing it in the trash we were curled up against each other, Dan being the big spoon. I reached for one of his big hands and played with his fingers as I felt his breaths start to slow against the back of my neck. Luckily he was a heavy sleeper, and didn’t wake when I turned over to face him. His lips were parted while he slept. I traced my finger over one of his eyebrows, down the bridge of his adorable nose, over his soft top lip. “I love you,” I whispered. I turned back over and he pulled me closer, where I fell asleep in the arms of the man I loved.

I don’t know why but my works aren’t showing up in the tag anymore? If anyone knows why this is happenin please tell me why :’(

Fic rec master post

I’ve finally made that master post I’ve talked about. Thank you to all of you who sent me recs! :)

These recs are mostly Kakuhida but some are not. Kakuzu and/or Hidan are in all of them.

Is it life or art? by @lilac-bramble

Summary; AU Kakuzu/Hidan set against the tempestuous backdrop of the London art scene. Kakuzu is an investment banker with an extensive art collection and a difficult past; Hidan is a notorious life model unwillingly moving into the world of fashion. They take to each other inexplicably and immediately, but can they keep it together as their friends’ relationships deteriorate around them and Hidan just can’t seem to stay out of trouble?

An affair of the heart by @lilac-bramble

Summary; As Hidan begins to piece himself back together in Shikamaru’s trap, his first thought is just how much he wants to see Kakuzu…

Rapacious by Grandma_wolf

Summary; What really goes bump in the night? Are those fireflies fluttering between the branches of those trees? Or could it be a predator keeping an eye on it’s latest meal? 

Camera-shy by Grandma_wolf

Summary; When young Business-major Itachi Uchiha’s uncle asks him to manage his business for him while he recuperates in the hospital, Itachi jumps at the opportunity. Of course, he hadn’t been expecting to be placed dead-center in the porn industry by having to oversee a group of online camera-show actors. Including one whom he was a loyal viewer and ‘supporter’ of. He even had several items from Mr. 'Caribbean Blue’s online store. Not that he ever needed to reach for the ½ scale vibrator while watching him.

To teach you (nothing like a zombie apocalypse) by Tozette

Summary; Hidan’s plans for today have changed from make it home and take a nap to choose which way to die is least shitty. Since he’s contemplating it anyway, he’s pretty sure he’d prefer the explosion to the fall, but he’s still open to alternatives that, you know, don’t involve dying.

Something you do at gunpoint by Tozette

Summary; He knows he’s got the right guy because he’s seen pictures of him. He’s got pictures, addresses, schedules. He’s got the CCTV footage. He knows he’s got the right guy. So it’s really inconvenient when he sets up his rifle on the rooftop with the best angle into the guy’s office window, sees his mark cross the lens of the scope and thinks:   Hidan’s always more trouble than he’s worth. He blinks. And buried inside him somewhere, something big and ancient and a little scary wakes up.

Dirt and Ashes, or: the one.and-a-half body problem by Tozette

Summary; The invasion of Konoha during the chuunin exam didn’t fail. Team seven is broken, people are dead, and Sakura is hurt and frightened and a very long way from home.Alternative summary: In which Sakura carries half of Hidan across two countries, leaving a trail of blood, bodies, and other people’s legs.

Masala Dosa by Firefly won’t let me copypaste the summary/authors’ notes, but click the link and you can see what it’s about!

Paying a compliment by Firefly won’t let me copypaste the summary/authors’ notes, but click the link and you can see what it’s about!

Extasis by Firefly won’t let me copypaste the summary/authors’ notes, but click the link and you can see what it’s about!

Say hello to your new partner by Firefly won’t let me copypaste the summary/authors’ notes, but click the link and you can see what it’s about!

Callow lamb by Firefly won’t let me copypaste the summary/authors’ notes, but click the link and you can see what it’s about!

Hardly eternity by Makkoska

Summary; The Edo Tensei ends but Kakuzu manages to stay alive. He can’t die yet, not when he has an important thing to do. He has to rescue Hidan.

Forever by Makkoska

Summary; Hidan thinks about his long-time partner on a sleepless night. Sequel to Hardly Eternity.

Stranger things have happened by Makkoska

Summary; When Hidan is captured by a group of shinobi hunting for him, Kakuzu grudgingly has to come to his rescue. It starts a chain of events that neither of them anticipated.

Catch me if you can by Makkoska

Summary; Kakuzu and Hidan need to change from their Akatsuki cloaks so they won’t draw attention to themselves. When Hidan’s choice of clothing doesn’t meet Kakuzu’s approval he does his best to get him out of it. Hidan resists.

Company by BlessedMasochist

Summary; They aren’t necessarily in love, but they’re the best they have.

Evolution of us by Senko wakimarin

Summary; “No one ever expected them to get along, it seemed inevitable that they hate each other. But underneath each argument and fight there lurked something stronger.”

Hallowed by Jashin-chan

Summary; “He could never REALLY forget the best eleven years of his life. Not he, the everlasting martyr…/ A background story, Hidan’s POV.”

Follow your arrow by Weirdowithagun

Summary; “When the straight and narrow gets a little too straight, just follow your arrow wherever it points.” -Kacey Musgraves
Doctor Kakuzu Hoku had followed one straight and narrow path his entire life in the pursuit of his one and only love; Money. Dubbed the 'asshole of the century’ he constantly finds himself having to get new secretaries via his old friend Kisame Hoshigaki, the friendly and easy-going human resources worker. Unfortunately for Kakuzu, Kisame makes a bit of an error sending him his latest employee while trying to help out one of his friends, a man by the name of Itachi Uchiha, who’s new roommate has been having a hard time finding work due to his less than spectacular legal history.Hidan San is 'desperately afraid of his own desires’, and throughout his unfortunate life has never managed to find a place he could really call home, or people he could really call friends, until he accepts a job in a last-ditch effort to appease his roommate that ends up sticking him with the man he’s come to know as Dr. Satan. After a string of self-realizations and mini-panic attacks, they find themselves suddenly on a completely new path that greets them both with surprise after surprise.

Also two of my own at the end becasue why not :p

Waves by Hoppspindel

Summary; Short fic. Kakuzu and Hidan goes on a boat trip. Fluff and smut.

Kakuhida oneshot by Hoppspindel

Summary; Short fic. Basically just smut :p


Feel free to send me more rec if you have any that aren’t on this list! :)

Akatsuki Headcanons!

Ok, I have a giant list of headcanons, and these are the ones I’m willing to give away. They won’t really spoil much for my comic, so here they are!


- Kisame had mastered many various sword-types before obtaining Samehada.

- As a child, he was very kind-hearted and innocent. He also had a low self-esteem due to his appearance. I believe that he was actually born looking the way he does.

- He has an older sibling. (He is not an oldest child)

- Kisame had crushes on several girls in the academy, but never dared voice his interest.

- Kisame hated unnecessary rudeness as a child, and always respected someone less once he heard them say anything of the sort. As he grew up, however, he learned to find entertainment in rude comments instead.

- He loves to take walks. He also dislikes routine, and would try to see something new everyday.


- Hidan loves to climb trees, and made up lots of games involving climbing on them like a monkey when he was a child.

- Before mastering the scythe, he had mastered the chain and sickle.

- He wasn’t the best student, but he was the top of his class when it came to actual combat.

- He was always an exhibitionist. His mother couldn’t get him to wear a shirt or pants around the house until he was 8.

- Hidan was always on a spiritual journey, and to him, Jashin is his savior.

- He actually had a decently ordinary childhood (for a ninja).

- He was that kid who liked to scare other kids. He got in trouble often because of this, but he didn’t really understand why, since he thought ninjas were supposed to train to be rid of fear.

- He got blamed for things he didn’t do, and this upset him a lot as a kid.

-He is a fidgeter.

- Hidan was actually quite forgiving if someone apologized to him. Once he found Jashin, however, he would still kill you for being a heathen after you apologized. He admires repentance, though.


- Kakuzu currently needs reading glasses, but refuses to spend any money on a pair.

- He loves to read, particularly about famous battles, legendary ninja and political leaders.

- Back when he lived in Takigakure, he owned an armchair made out of brown leather that he would sit in to read.

- He is good with his hands, and builds everything himself.

- He was always organized and very good at saving and making money, even before his obsession with it.

- Understands economics and enjoys theorizing future GPD and the like.

- Enjoys eating anything that is cooked for him, even if it doesn’t taste that great, because it was made for him and it was free.

- He was exposed to battle at a very young age.

-He actually wrote a book once, on his experiences in battle. He used a pen name, because it would be embarrassing if anyone ever traced it back to him.

- He looks back on his childhood as a good preparation for his adulthood.


- Deidara is a total mamas boy, partly because his father wasn’t that great.

- He underwent some sort of childhood neglegence or abuse at some point.

- Deidara obviously loves 3D art, but is an excellent 2D artist as well. 

- He enjoys doodling on any paper that is given to him. He doodled in class all the time, but he still got good grades.

- He didn’t stand up for himself much as a child, until he got tired of it and lashed out. Since then, people were a little bit afraid of him.

- He loved to play outside, and if it was muddy or dirty, it was even better. He also liked to find bugs and other “artistic” things.

- Kurotsuchi was the one to inspire him to sculpt birds.

- He was actually tanner as a child, since he spent more time exposed to the sun. Deidara tans very easily, and he doesn’t burn.

- He had more muscle on him before he got ahold of Iwagakure’s kinjutsu. Since then, he quit exercising as much, because he didn’t need to be in shape in order to get around or fight. 

- Deidara was the healthiest person anyone had ever met. He radiated health. After Sasori’s death, though, he lost some weight as well as his healthy glow.


- Sasori has a faint birthmark on his tailbone, as well as a corrosion scar from accidentally dropping a poisonous spider on his right thigh while he was studying it in his lab. His grandma had to make him an antidote, and did so before he died from it. She thought it was funny.

- When he was little, he stumbled upon a small cave on the outskirts of Suna, which then became his quiet place. He would go there whenever he wanted to be alone.

- He is very tidy, and showers whenever he can. He constantly stared at his imperfections and would try to scrub them away as a child. He couldn’t help himself.

- Sasori actually likes the terrain of his homeland, partly because it’s dry and so it’s good for his puppets, but also because it makes him feel like he’s in a sea of nothingness. He won’t admit it but he misses the desert. (He hates the village, though)

- Sasori can sing, and he sings to himself a lot without noticing.

- He’s allergic to peanuts. (It’s ok, he doesn’t like them anyway)

- Sasori loves his hair, and secretly admires it. If you asked him what his favorite feature about himself was, he’d definitely say his hair. He doesn’t ever brag, of course. 

- He was very modest as a child. He always slept with a turtleneck on. As he grew older, he slowly became less and less squeamish about showing skin in front of others. When he was a teenager, he finally started to go to bed shirtless. He currently likes to walk around shirtless all the time (to show off his puppet body), and it irritates Deidara slightly, because he secretly admires the detail work on Sasori’s torso.


- Itachi flosses his teeth all the time, as well as keeping his nails clean and cleaning his ears. He’s obsessed with this sort of thing, according to Kisame.

- Itachi is one of those people who has a bunch of useless facts stored up in his brain from reading random bits of material. He secretly gets excited whenever he knows a useless fact relevant to a conversation. 

- He has sensitive skin and he gets flushed easily for no reason sometimes.

- He enjoys watching sunrises and sunsets whenever he is traveling.

- He also can actually be picky when it comes to where he sleeps. Kisame always lets him pick where they stay for the night, because Itachi’s sixth sense is knowing whether or not a hotel/ryokan is worth their money.

- When he was little, he got very flustered whenever he was asked to answer a question in class. Kids teased him, but several girls developed crushes on him simply for this fact. 


- Konan came from a well-off family, and they had class. She was raised to be a lady, and it shows.

- She enjoys watercolor painting as well as making origami.

- She has obsessive tendencies, unbeknownst to most. If she stumbles upon a new hobby or food she likes, it will soon take over her free time until she grows bored with it. 

- She dislikes jewelry or anything that gets in the way of the motion of her hands.

- Although many people think she gets flustered easily, Konan is actually difficult to embarrass. She simply does not voice her confidence.

- She talks a lot once she trusts you.

- Konan is a bit of an exhibitionist too, but in a more subtle way. She enjoys wearing sexy clothes underneath her cloak, because it makes her feel like it’s a secret that she’s actually hot.


- Nagato liked to sing a lot as a child, but he’s not very good at it. Not that he cares. You go, Nagato!

- Nagato used to be somewhat disappointed with his life. He wished something big would happen to him. Then his parents were killed, and he regretted those past thoughts ever since.

- Though Nagato was always outwardly kind to everyone he met as a child, it took a lot to earn his respect. Now, it is even harder.

- Nagato had acne on his forehead as a teenager, but nobody ever knew.

- Nagato is a great cook, though he doesn’t make meals very often anymore, now that he’s in charge of Amegakure.

- When Nagato was in school, kids often asked him if he was feeling ok, since he is so pale. He would always grin sheepishly and say “yes”

- Nagato could tell that Yahiko and Konan liked each other way before either of them did. 

- He was always sensitive about his personality. He got hurt whenever people brought up his introverted nature. As he aged, he grew less timid. Kind of like being afraid of answering the phone as a kid, but totally owning it when you are an adult.

‘And She Was’ (Simon x OC, Part 5)

Title: “And She Was”

Characters: Simon (The Walking Dead), Negan (The Walking Dead)

Tags/Warnings: Explicit language, implied rape (it’s only a short flashback, please don’t worry), eventual smut, slow burn, explicit sexual content (oh yes! You got it!), masturbation, exhibitionism, Eugene

Gif Credit: GIF is not mine, credit goes to the creator!

NOTES: Savannah thinks that masturbating while Simon sleeps on the couch is a wonderful idea. Meanwhile, she can’t shake the feeling that Simon is hiding something from her. (also, god I love writing Eugene - he’s so ostentatious)

Taglist: @simons-thirst-squad @backseat-negan @neganisking @collette04 @isayweallgetdrunk @kuenie (if you’d like to be added, just let me know!)

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Part Four!

I wake up screaming in the dark. Hands smothering my mouth, pushing me down into layers upon layers of foliage, swallowing me and shuddering around my body. The stench of wet pine seeping from my rain-soaked hair, dripping into my mouth, past clammy fingers trying to claw my lips closed. His eyes blistering in the gloom.

“No.” The ever-present rage churning in my gut. “You did this – you deserve to die-”

“I was just taking what’s mine.” His fingers squeeze my wrists until I hiss through my teeth, thrashing in the undergrowth, the crickets chirruping happily somewhere far away. Like an audience to his assault. He pushes my face into the dirt and I taste grass in my mouth. “I’m sure she liked it.”

I scream, lashing out underneath him, kicking my legs. But he sinks his body weight on top of me and the ground swallows us both, a living, digesting stomach stinking of the dead.

I kick something soft. Gasp for breath but I find that I cannot draw any air, and I start to panic.

My eyes fly open as I jerk awake, blinking in the pale blue light of dawn.

Fuck. That wasn’t real?

I shudder, my skin beading with sweat under the clothes and the covers. For a moment I lie, prostrate and disorientated, struggling to remember where I am. Why the ceiling fan looks so unfamiliar. Why there’s the sound of calm, steady breathing coming from the couch. I roll over onto my other side, trying to shake the cobwebs of the nightmare from my mind. Patting down the covers, I crane my neck to see Simon, fast asleep.

“Raoul.” I whisper to myself, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and blinking to keep myself awake. I inhale and almost smell the scent of the man from my dream. Prop myself up and simply breath for several minutes, trying to calm the rabbit-fast palpitation of my heart. “But he’s not here. You’re safe. Safe as you can be.”

I watch the man in front of me as my panic dissipates and ebbs into awareness of my situation. The wound, the doctor, the man in the leather jacket. And him. The stranger who made me a Spanish cocktail in the middle of the night. His back is to me, the sheets tangled around his hips and long legs. I was right when I said he was too long for the couch - his feet dangle over the edge and twitch in sleep. Pale beams of morning-light illuminate the long-toed feet and ankles that melt into muscular calves. He has one arm over his face, and his t-shirt has hitched itself up around his middle. I can see a sliver of tanned back, and it’s enough to make all the heat in my body flood between my thighs.

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anonymous asked:

Fic prompt!! Modern AU cassian training feyre in a gym owned by Rhys

Funnily enough, I was considering making Cassian a trainer for another au fic prompt, so this works! This fic got a little angstier than I intended and I hope I dealt with it okay. Hope you like!

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I was nervous. Fighting wasn’t really my thing.

“But it’s not fighting!” Mor, my eternally pesky bestie, insisted. “It’s kickboxing and you promised to come!”

When I came home last week late one night, it had been impossible to hide the bruise blooming on my face. It still hadn’t gone completely away.

Mor was adamant I do something, but I wasn’t thrilled with the idea of reporting the a-hole who’d done it. He was just some bloke who’d smacked my face, grabbed my purse, and ran. I didn’t get a good enough look at him to give the police anything to go off of, so short of halting my bank cards and filing for a new driver’s license, I was content to call it with a doctor’s visit.

“At least take this new kickboxing class with me,” Mor had pleaded. “It’ll help you get your mojo back and teach you a few moves to protect yourself should,” she motioned sadly at my face where the bruise covered my cheek, “that happen again. Plus, Cassian’s pretty hot to look at working out, even if he is a total ass.”

I scowled at her. “Don’t tell me that’s why you’ve been going four nights a week since January. Just to sleep with the instructor, really, Mor?”

“Don’t give me that look, Feyre,” she snapped. “I slept with Cassian the first night I met him and that was ages ago.”

“You… what?! What about Az?”

She shrugged. “They’re friends and this was way before Az. I’ve known Cassian for a long time. He’s friends with my cousin who runs the gym we’re going to. And besides, trust me when I say Az has nothing to worry about. Cassian’s ego is a lot bigger than his-”

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