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Title: With an ass like that (SR4) (Femslash February 2017 Part 7) Universe: Saints Row Pairing: Kaiya Asano x Shaundi Characters: Kaiya Asano, Shaundi Prompt: Ass (lyraeon on tumblr) Words: 126 Written: 1/3/17 Description: Shaundi never fails to drive Kaiya crazy. If there was one thing Kaiya could appreciate, it was a good ass. And Shaundi’s ass was fucking perfect. She often found herself staring, almost entranced by the way Shaundi moved, her green cat-eyes glued to the other woman’s form. More than once she had torn her gaze away only to find herself having been caught, usually by Johnny who teased her mercilessly. Shaundi

Night time in Niflheim, she learned, was one of the most peaceful moments. In the darkest and coldest kingdom on earth, there was a subtle yet miraculous beauty. After a thousand years of being enclosed in a casket, the princess learned that its divine yet enticing aura gave Nifleheim its true sense of peace. Housing the dead and undead gave a quiet balance to the kingdom and engaged all of its inhabitants. She isn't surprised to see him sitting near the window. His skull observes a book held in his hand and she could only assume that his mind was completely engulfed in the story. Every day he'd be holding a new book hosting new adventures a

The closer they got to their destination, the more dense the fog became. It was not just the town of Silent Hill covered in it, but the surrounding territories too. Soon the fog became so dense that it was impossible to see anything around. But it looked like that James knew for sure where he was going, which wasn’t surprising. He will never forget this place till the end of his days. The journey took around two hours, even less, considering the speed. In the dense fog they had to slow down a lot not to crash anywhere. After arriving to the area of Silent Hill and reaching a square from which a good panorama of Toluca Lake was visible,

It was a beautiful day in Japan. Very beautiful, but nothing out of the ordinary. Rioichi Cooper was on his way to get more fish. He had just very recently opened his sushi restaurant but it had already proved to be a success. The customers just kept coming in and he had again run out of fish. He was on a very good mood. He did everything by himself so his job could be hard, but it was also rewarding because he got to do what he loved. As he walked with light steps toward his favorite fishing spot, he had no idea that this day would change not only his life, but someone else's as well. As he got closer, he noticed someone in front of his fis

                      ────── ∘◦ ⛤ Outside POV ⛤ ◦∘ ────── Silver sat quietly, sighing in defeat. He was exhausted after enduring an hour-long interrogation. Glancing around, he took stock of his surroundings. The room was nearly bare, save for the metal table at which he sat. It struck him as a room that had likely hosted many similar interrogations in the past. Of the three metal chairs in the room, he occupied one. A large mirror across from him reflected his worn and anxious expression. He felt like an animal, chained to the table b

It was Halloween, and Josh along with his friends had gathered up to his parents' ski lodge to spend the evening together. They had spent the day outside, having a snowball fight or just admiring the scenery. Finally, as the sun started to set they decided to go back inside to warm up. After everyone had gotten into the lodge and taken their wet clothes off they started thinking about what they should do next. They had talked about at least carving some pumpkins together, having a horror movie marathon, eating lots of candy and surely also scaring each other as well as staying up late. But before all this they ended up just having some carele

I Winds of Change    The birds fled, the winds howled, the living and the dead stirred as the presence of the Lich King was felt once again.    "Death to the Scourge! And death to the living!”    Bolvar shook his head to dismiss the memories. He stood close to the edge of the icy platform, looking, sensing, feeling the undead. He knew he hadn’t fully recovered yet. Unlike his predecessor, he only held sway over the cold lands of Northrend and even here not all the dead were under his control. Some wandered with minds of their own.    Beneath the citadel, scattered around Icecrown and beyond its borders he could almost see th