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Twice Enemies to Lovers Imagines/ AUs

TW: making out (momo and tzuyu) corruption themes (momo) mentions of killing (sana) revolutionary themes (sana) mentions of daggers and knives (sana and dahyun) reader is kidnapped and tied up (dahyun) sharing a bed (tzuyu) partial nudity (tzuyu) neck kissing (tzuyu) light swearing

Nayeon: Former Best Friends

Your jaw hit the floor as your next applicant walked into your office for an interview. It was Im Nayeon, your high school best friend who ditched you freshman year to become a cheerleader with all the popular girls. To make matters worse, you had always secretly been in love with her. Not that you would ever admit that to yourself.

“Nice to see you again, Im.” you said flatly, flipping through her resume as she sat down in front of your desk.

She looked confused. “I’m sorry sir/ma’am, but I’m not sure what you…” You glared up at her with ice cold eyes, and suddenly she remembered. “Oh, Y/N… I’m so sorry. I didn’t recognize you…” she stammered meekly.

“Doesn’t surprise me. You hardly acknowledged me after you became the ‘it girl’ of our high school.” you resigned, folding your hands together on your desk. “So, what have you been up to since high school?”

She chuckled uncomfortably, eyes shifting to the ground. “Well, I was at university, but… things didn’t work out this semester.”

“So you’re looking for a job just until the end of the semester?” you asked, trying to sound as professional as possible.

“I’m not sure… But I’ll at least need a job until the end of the year. I’m living back home now.” she explained. “I need a job in the worst way, and to be honest I’m really relieved that you’re the owner of this place.”

You cleared your throat, closing up her resume and looking at her sternly. “So you think that just because you were super popular in school and I wasn’t that I’ll immediately hire you at my restaurant?”

“No, no! Not at all!” she insisted, eyes widening. “It’s just… you’re a very kind person. And you’ve always had a way of making me feel calm. I always remembered that, even if I didn’t recognize you at first.”

You winced. There she went again, making you feel special. It scared you how easily her praise still got to you.

“Oh… sorry for jumping to conclusions.” you mumbled.

“No, it’s alright…” she reassured you, seemingly okay with taking all the blame. “I’m really sorry we drifted apart. I never meant to hurt you. You were actually the person I cared about more than anything. I just thought you wouldn’t want to be friends with a cheerleader given how much we used to make fun of them.”

You glanced at the ground nervously. You were kind of a pick-me in high school. Not that it was your fault, you were just conditioned to be that way. In high school, you were either popular, or you hated everything related to being popular.

“I understand.” you told her. “It was quite a long time ago.”

“See… I’m not doing well in my classes, and my parents said I can’t move back home unless I find a job first.” she explained, eyes locking in on yours. “Please, consider me.”

Her pretty eyes were sparkling with need the way they always did, and your last reserve finally cracked at the sight of them.

“Okay, okay, the job is yours.” you told her, a reluctant smile appearing on your face.

“Really?” she asked, a huge grin breaking out on her face. “Oh, thank you so much!” She stood up to shake your hand making you laugh.

“No problem. Can you start tomorrow?” you asked, still sitting at your desk.

“Yes, I’ll be here!” she chirped, grabbing her bag. “You won’t regret this, I promise!”

Once she shut the door behind her, you plopped your head down on your desk, releasing a huge sigh. “Oh, I most likely will.”

Jeongyeon: Bad First Impression

You were running horribly late for your first day on the job. You had gotten an internship at a high end company, and were expected to bring everyone coffee in the morning. So now, you were carrying a carrier full of four huge iced coffees while sprinting down the sidewalk. You could see your building in the distance, all you had to do was turn one corner and you would make it to work on time!

That was, until you actually turnt the corner and slammed straight into a girl who was walking while on her phone. All four of the iced coffees splashed between the two of you, ruining both of your outfits.

“Oh my gosh, watch where you’re going!” she screeched, wiping coffee off her face.

“Me?” you questioned, fixing your hair. “You’re the one who wasn’t looking where you were going! Maybe if you weren’t glued to your phone, we wouldn’t be covered in coffee right now!”

She scoffed. “Well maybe if you weren’t running with a carrier full of coffees…”

You both stopped what you were doing as your eyes locked in on each other. She was absolutely gorgeous, the kind that makes your heart stop beating. She seemed to be caught off guard by you as well, the two of you just staring at each other blankly for a moment.

“I’m sorry, this was totally my fault.” you chuckled, adjusting your bag. “I shouldn’t have been running down the sidewalk.”

“No, you’re right, it was stupid to be on my phone while I was walking. I’m sorry for not paying attention.” she refuted, laughing along with you. “I’m Jeongyeon, by the way.”

“Y/N.” you told her, shaking her hand. “I’m sorry I covered you in coffee. I’m just running horribly late for my first day on the job…” you sighed, shaking your head in disbelief. “Although I’m sure I can kiss it goodbye now, as I’m either going to show up soaked in coffee or an hour late.”

“I’m really sorry about that…” she said sympathetically. “Where’s the job?”

“Right behind us, actually.” you laughed, gesturing behind you.

“Oh my gosh, I work here!” she told you exasperatedly. “In the administrative department!”

“That’s where I’m interning!” you gasped, a hopeful smile making its way onto your face.

“This is perfect. I’ll just call the office and say that someone ran into the two of us while we were walking in, and that we had to go change clothes.” she suggested.

“Thank you so much, you’re a lifesaver!” you sighed in relief, placing a hand affectionately on her arm. “Are you sure they’ll accept that as an excuse though?”

“Oh please, everyone here loves me. My word is law.” she giggled, putting an arm around your shoulder. “Now, let’s go get you some fresh clothes and new coffees, okay? I’ll even buy my own, since I’m pretty sure one of them was.”

You laughed along with her, letting her lead you down the sidewalk in the opposite direction. Somehow, you had made an enemy, ally, and crush all in the same day. Lord help you in navigating this relationship.

Momo: Angel/ Demon AU

You bit your tongue in anger. Things were not going well with your latest assignment. You were trying to be a guardian angel to a certain human to improve their life. However, this human also happened to be under the influence of a demon. Not only a demon, but one of the most powerful demonesses in your department. Momo Hirai.

“Something wrong, angel?” a sultry voice asked. You whipped around to see her standing at the entryway of your human’s living room. You could see them, but they couldn’t see you. She was absolutely captivating, with her dark hair, ruby red lips, and tight black dress.

Remembering yourself, you looked away. “As a matter of fact, yes. You are.” you spat, crossing your arms across your chest.

“Oh, I didn’t know you thought about me so much.” she grinned, stepping closer to you. “I wonder what twisted little fantasies are running through that pretty little head.”

“You wish.” you groaned, rolling your eyes. “I happen to be a being of purity.

“How boring…” Momo sighed, stopping in front of you, who was leaned against the wall. “I figured someone like you would feel really repressed. Nothing causes the mind to wander more than being cooped up with a bunch of puritans.”

You swallowed hard. How had she known that you’d been having sinful thoughts lately? You wondered if she also knew that she was the subject of some of them.

Deciding you had to stand your ground, you held your head up high. “It’d be none of your business if I did.”

“Oh, I know…” she glanced down at your lips momentarily, then met your eyes once more. “I just can’t help myself. Seeing you, who’s so bright and clean… it makes me think about how much I’d like to corrupt you.”

Your heart stopped. Every part of your brain was screaming at you to resist her.

“L-like how?” You could barely control the words coming out of your mouth.

She grinned a sinister smile, brushing some of your hair behind your shoulder and playing with it. “Well, for starters, I could run my fingers through this pretty hair…”

Your eyes squinted shut at the feeling of her doing so, hating how good it felt.

“I could gaze into these sparkling doe eyes…” she purred, tilting your chin up to look her in the eye. Her own dark eyes were locked in on yours, pupils dilated but squinted slightly like a siren’s.

You allowed her to push you further against the wall, showing absolutely no sign of displeasure at her actions. “Then what?” you whispered.

“Then… I could kiss these beautiful, delicious lips…” Momo finally leaned down and connected her lips with yours, pressing her body up against yours with a fiery passion.

You moved your arms up around her waist, hands gripping onto her for dear life. The pleasure was so great, you almost forgot why you vowed to resist temptation in the first place.

Her hands snaked up into your hair, tugging slightly and making you whimper into her mouth. You could feel her smirk at this, and with the knowledge that you were enjoying yourself, she slipped her tongue into your mouth, letting it explore slightly before pulling away.

“I hope you know what you’re doing.” you muttered breathlessly, forehead still pressed against hers. “Both of us could get fired if anyone found out about this.” Demons and angels were not allowed to have relationships. “Besides, how do I know you’re not just using me to win over my human?”

“You can have the human.” she told you without hesitation. “I don’t need them. Right now, I only want you.”

You looked at her closely, studying her expression for any sign of dishonesty. If this was a trick, or one of her lustful schemes, she wouldn’t have been so upfront about it. She would’ve been sneakier.

“I want you too, Momo…” you sighed, crashing your lips into hers once again.

Maybe you would lose your angel status for this, but you knew that no amount of purity would ever feel as good as Momo on your lips would.

Sana: Royal/ Assassin AU

You grunted as you scaled the wall of the castle with a dagger in each hand. One of them would momentarily be used to kill the princess in her sleep. You winced as you thought about what you had to do, feeling your stomach turn.

You were a member of a rebel legion who was planning on overthrowing the palace during a coup. While you weren’t too thrilled about having to kill anyone, you believed the king and queen deserved it. They were incessantly cruel to their subjects, denying them any assistance and punishing them when they took matters into their own hands. Your people were dying of starvation while they were having extravagant parties, and something had to be done about it.

There really was no reason to kill the princess other than your leader feared it would be unwise to leave the only rightful heir to the throne alive. You didn’t think it was right, but the suffering you and your people endured overcame that.

As you reached Princess Sana’s bedroom window, you carefully crept inside and over to her canopy bed. As the moonlight graced her features, your breath hitched in your throat. She looked so peaceful, so content… not to mention, she was positively breathtaking.

You sighed defeatedly, realizing you couldn’t possibly harm this innocent girl. You stepped back and dropped your daggers on the floor, startling her awake.

“Hm? What’s going on? Who are you?” she asked, clutching her blankets to her chest in fear.

“Sh, it’s okay. I’m here to help.” you tried to reassure her. “There’s a rebel legion that’s going to assassinate the king and queen momentarily, and they want to kill you too. If you want to live, you’ll have to escape with me right now.”

She gasped, throwing her blankets off of her. She looked so adorable in her long white nightgown and pink hair bow. “Oh my, let’s go then!”

You grabbed her hand and led her down the hallway and out through the back of the palace. You knew your legion would only be using the front entrance.

The two of you ran off into the night, ducking into a nearby forest for protection. Luckily it was a warm summer night, and the weather was mild.

“I’m sorry about your parents.” you finally spoke as you both caught your breath. It hadn’t dawned on you that Sana might not take the news of her parents assassination very well until just now.

“It’s alright. To be honest, I’ve always hated them. I was hoping to become a better leader than them one day, but they were only interested in marrying me off to a nearby kingdom. I’m just glad the kingdom will be heading in a better direction.” She sat down by the riverbed, taking her hair out of its bow and letting it fall over her shoulders in loose waves. “Thank you for rescuing me.”

“I don’t deserve any thanks.” you sighed, sitting down next to her. “I was the one who was supposed to kill you.”

She gave you an unfazed expression. “Well, you didn’t. And I never really liked being a princess anyway. I’ve always craved a life of adventure.”

“Well, you’re certainly going to get it.” you chuckled, stretching out to lay down in the grass. “We’re going to have to flee the kingdom, or at least go to the countryside. They’re going to wonder where the lost princess is, and why she wasn’t executed.”

She laid down next to you, curling into your side. “But… you’ll protect me right?” Her eyes were so big and twinkling with innocence. She looked as if she would shatter into a million pieces without you.

“Why do you trust me so easily?” you asked her genuinely. Any other princess wouldn’t have even believed you, let alone followed you into the woods.

She smiled cutely, brushing some of your hair back. “I had a dream once that someone came into my room and saved me from being a princess.” She traced your features with your finger. “They looked just like you.”

Your mouth fell slightly agape. You were never one to believe in fate or destiny, but this girl was making you second guess yourself.

“Now, are you going to take care of me?” she asked again.

“Of course I will.” you told her, running a hand through her long hair. “Now, let’s get some sleep. I’ll find us some breakfast in the morning.”

Jihyo: Idol Rivalry

Park Jihyo was the bane of your existence. The two of you had hated each other for years, and for good reason. For one, you were both under different companies that constantly compared artists with each other. Two, both of your groups debuted around the same time, and since then it felt like every time your group got a moment in the spotlight, Twice would come along and upstage you. And three, you were both leaders, so everyone expected you to get along due to your similar roles. However, all that meant was that you were both extra protective of your groups, and even more hostile when someone threatened their success.

Today, however, your rivalry was coming to an eruption as both of your groups were performing at the MAMA awards. Luckily, they were spaced apart enough to where it wouldn’t look like one of you was the opening act for the other. Both of your groups put their absolute all into the performances, and everyone agreed that you both owned the award show.

Your members somehow all got along. It was just you and Jihyo that couldn’t seem to find a common ground.

You were thinking this over as you walked up to her dressing room after the show. You decided it was time to be a grown up and hash things out with her. You took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

“Come in.” she chirped from behind the door. You walked in, seeing her at her vanity, still in her stage outfit. You lost the plot for a bit as you took in her features. Her beautiful skin, her pretty eyes, her perfect smile… wait, when did she get so gorgeous?

“Oh… hi Y/N.” she interrupted your thoughts with genuine surprise. “What are you doing here?”

You shut the door behind you and walked up to her. “I’ve come with an olive branch.” you began in a serious tone.

She glanced behind you, furrowing her brows. “Really? I don’t see one.”

You bit your tongue to keep from laughing. Damn, she was funny, but you were trying to have a serious moment!

“A metaphorical olive branch.” you sighed, pretending to be annoyed to save face. “We’ve been fighting for years because of stupid reasons. I think it’s time we sort out our differences.”

She smiled warmly, inviting you to sit down on her sofa. “So, what exactly are our differences?” she asked, starting to remove her makeup.

“Well for starters, you guys have always overshadowed us.” you told her. “Every time we’d start getting attention, you guys would immediately do something even better, and then it was all anyone could talk about. I guess I was sick of the company always telling us how much better you guys are.”

She paused, making eye contact with you in her mirror. “Are you serious?”

You nodded. What did she mean ‘are you serious,’ of course you were serious! It wasn’t that hard to comprehend.

“Oh my god, that’s so funny…” she laughed out loud, shaking her head. She spun around in her chair to face you. “Y/N, ever since we debuted, all our company does is compare us to you.”

“You’re kidding…” you marveled, eyes widening in shock.

“No, I’m serious! I especially get compared to you a lot. You’re super mature and have killer visuals, not to mention you’re one of the best dancers in the industry.” she praised, leaning back in her chair slightly.

“Oh please, I would commit arson to have your vocal skills! You light up a whole stadium with them!” you told her enthusiastically. “You’re so bright and energetic, and you’re absolutely stunning. I mean, who wouldn’t hate you?” you joked, slapping her on the knee playfully.

The two of you laughed for a moment, then sat in a comfortable silence. It was probably the most pleasant interaction you’d ever had.

“Did we just compliment each other?” she asked suddenly, cocking her head to the side.

You shrugged. “I guess so. Maybe we’re not so different after all.”

She smiled affectionately, moving to sit next to you on the sofa. “I actually think I quite like you now.”

The way she was looking at you made you feel butterflies. You didn’t know if you were seeing things or what, but she looked as if she was absolutely captivated by you.

You shrugged cheekily, a sly smirk making its way onto your face. “I kind of like you too. See you around?”

She nodded enthusiastically, a hopeful glint in her eyes. With that, you turned and exited her dressing room, pressing your hands to your warm cheeks.

How did that just happen?

Mina: Fake Dating

“I can’t believe they actually fell for it!” Mina marveled as you both exited the party into the cool night air.

“I know right! Like, are they really that stupid?” you laughed, leading her back to your car.

You wondered how everyone had set aside all their memories of you two absolutely hating each other when you walked into the party holding onto her waist. Anyone with eyes could see that you and Mina despised each other before. You guessed that the two of you were just really good at acting.

What led to your truce was that both of your crushes weren’t paying any attention to either of you. You were trying to win back your ex, whereas Mina’s crush had totally friend-zoned her. So, you came to an agreement that you would pretend to date each other in order to hopefully make your crushes jealous.

You were worried that it was going to be hard to sell your affections for Mina, but it turned out to be surprisingly easy. From spending time with her, you were able to see that she was actually really funny, incredibly bright, and sensitive. Not to mention, she was a perfect ten. That was part of the reason you hated her so much.

As you drove off to drop Mina off at her house, you kept glancing over at her with an amused smile.

“What?” she asked, giggling slightly.

“Nothing, it’s just… you’re so different from what I thought you were.” you answered, eyes focusing back on the road.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she interrogated you, crossing her arms with a smirk.

“Well, to be honest, I thought you were incredibly stuck-up. I mean, you hardly paid any attention to me, and whenever you did, it was to disagree with something I said.” you chuckled.

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that…” she apologized, shifting her body to face you more. “I have a tendency to close myself off when I find someone intimidating.”

You scoffed in disbelief. “Intimidating? How could you find me intimidating?”

“Oh come on, Y/N!” she rolled her eyes, hitting your arm lightly. “You’re like the coolest person ever! When you talk, everyone pays attention to you. It makes me so jealous the way you command a room.”

You shook your head in amazement. “I had no idea you felt that way…”

“Yeah well, I do.” she laughed. She ran a hand through her hair as if to calm herself down.

The two of you enjoyed a comfortable silence for a moment until you spoke again. “You did a really good job today.”

“Thanks, so did you.” she complimented you, nudging you slightly.

“I’m sure your crush is still thinking about how good we looked together.” you pointed out.

“Oh yeah, them…” she resigned, looking out the window absentmindedly. “Well, I’m sure your ex felt the same way.”

You glanced over at her. Why did she seem to shut down when you brought up your love interests? Isn’t that what she had wanted out of this?

“Well, there you are ma’am.” you announced as you pulled into her driveway.

She snapped out of her daze and grabbed her purse, turning to you with a smile. “Thanks again, Y/N. You make a wonderful fake partner.” Suddenly, she leaned forward and planted a brisk kiss on your cheek. You looked at her in disbelief, feeling your cheeks heat up. “Just practicing. You know, for the next time we see them.”

“Oh, r-right…” you stammered, shifting anxiously in your seat. “Well, see you later!”

“Bye bye!” she waved, cutely scampering away into her house.

You sighed, slamming your head against the steering wheel. Suddenly, a relationship with Mina was sounding a lot better than getting back with your ex. Why did you think this was a good idea again?

Dahyun: Hero/ Villain AU

You struggled against your restraints, rocking the chair you were tied to back and forth. You were previously on a mission from the hero agency to retrieve a stolen artifact from a well-known villain, but something had went wrong, and they ended up capturing you. Now, you were tied up and didn’t know what awaited you.

You screeched into the cloth around your mouth in frustration, feeling hot tears prick at your eyes as you realized there was no way to get out of these ropes. Damn it all. Was this going to be how you were going to be taken down?

Suddenly, you heard a rustling coming from the window in the corner of the room. You furrowed your brow in confusion, until it opened and in tumbled Kim Dahyun, your arch-nemesis.

“Dahyun? What are you doing here?” you asked, although it just sounded like a bunch of muffled syllables to her.

“Sh, I’m here to get you out of here.” she instructed you. She then came over to undo the cloth around your mouth and slice through your ropes with her knife.

“Why are you helping me?” you asked, massaging your wrists from their rope burn.

“Because, you’re my enemy.” she smirked, crawling back through the window she had previously entered in. “If anyone’s going to take you down, it’s going to be me.”

You scoffed with a smile, getting up to follow her. “I won’t go down so easily.”

“Oh I know. I’m looking forward to it.” she cockily winked. “Now, are you coming or not?” She extended her hand to you, face illuminated by the soft candlelight of the room. God, she was devastatingly beautiful. Perhaps in another universe, the two of you would’ve made a great couple.

You brushed the thoughts away, knowing they could only lead to heartache, and instead just took her hand and fled with her by your side. Maybe you didn’t need a relationship with her. This game of cat and mouse was too damn fun anyway.

Chaeyoung: Forced to Hang Out by Mutual Friends

You walked into the restaurant, face twisting into a scowl as you realized only one person was at your table: Son Chaeyoung, whom you could not stand. However, you had to get along with her because she was a part of your friend group. You knew she didn’t really care for you either, but also agreed to keep the peace for the sake of your mutual friends.

You took a deep breath to calm yourself down, then walked over to the table to sit across from her. “Hi Chaeyoung.” you said, flatly but still politely.

She looked up from her phone and cracked a forced smile. “Hey there, Y/N.”

“I wonder why everyone’s so late.” you commented, trying to make small talk.

“I’m not sure.” she replied. The two of you shared an awkward silence, save for your repetitive tapping on the table. After a while she coughed uncomfortably.

“Hi there! Are you two here for the couple’s special?” the waitress suddenly asked as she arrived at your table.

You both looked at each other horrified. “No, we’re definitely not a couple…” you insisted.

“Yeah we’re just waiting for some of our friends.” Chaeyoung explained to her, chuckling nervously.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” the waitress apologized. “I’ll come back in a few minutes, okay?” You both nodded, and she scurried off to the other end of the restaurant. Wow… you thought, the two of you were so uncomfortable it was spreading to other people.

“I’ll text them and see what’s keeping them.” Chaeyoung announced, picking her phone back up. However, her eyes widened as soon as she looked at the screen. “Apparently Rosè is sick.”

“Really? That’s odd. She seemed fine yesterday…” you replied, grabbing your own phone. You too already received a text, but from Yeoreum.

yeoreum 🌻: “hey, sorry to cancel last minute, but i forgot i have a doctors’ appointment :( say hi to the girls for me!”

You sighed, setting your phone back down. “Well, Yeoreum bailed too.”

“Are you serious?” Chaeyoung asked. “Well, at least there’s…” However she never got to finish her sentence, because both of your phones rang at the same exact time. You were getting a call from Somi, and she was getting a call from Jinsol. You both snatched up your phones again and slammed the answer button.

“Hey Y/N!” Somi chirped on the other end of the line. “I gotta cancel today. Forgot I already made plans with my sister!”

“No, Somi please-“

“Have fun! Give my love to the girls!” she responded, hanging up.

You squinted your eyes shut and sighed, setting your phone down to see Chaeyoung doing the exact same. “Jinsol too?”

“Yep.” she nodded. “Something about a family reunion.”

It was obvious that all your friends had planned this in an effort to get you and Chaeyoung to spend time with each other and hopefully sort out your differences. However, right now that seemed like a lost cause, as both of you were consumed with irritation and discomfort at the situation.

“Great…” you grumbled, putting your head in your hands. “Guess we’re stuck with each other.”

“I don’t get what your problem is with me.” she snapped, crossing her arms across her chest.

“Me? You’re the one with the problem!” you responded defensively. “You’ve always hated me for no reason. I can see it in the way you talk to me.”

“That’s not true!” she replied angrily, furrowing her brow in frustration. “I was just upset with you because you threw that huge party a year ago and invited everybody but me! I had to hear about it from Bangchan of all people!”

Your jaw unhinged in disbelief. You had totally forgotten about that event, and how you never invited Chaeyoung. To tell the truth, you couldn’t even remember why you didn’t invite her in the first place.

“I didn’t know it bothered you so much…” you marveled, leaning back in your chair as if backing down from your anger. “I guess… maybe I assumed you wouldn’t want to go? You don’t really seem like the type to enjoy a huge party.”

“That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have want to be invited.” she retorted, glancing down at the table nervously.

You blinked, straightening yourself up. “You’re right. That was really rude of me. I’m sorry I didn’t invite you.”

She smiled genuinely for the first time since you had known her. “I appreciate that.”

“If I have another party and invite you, will you stop hating me?” you chuckled.

“I wouldn’t say I hated you…” she replied, softening even more. “There were still things I really liked about you.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?” you asked, trying not to be too enthusiastic with your curiosity.

“You have a really pretty smile, you’re super passionate about what you do, you’re really sharp and witty…” she listed out with a bright grin. “You’re really cool. I guess that’s why I was so mad you didn’t invite me.”

“I understand why you were mad, and I’m sorry again.” you replied, looking at her sympathetically. “But it didn’t come from a place of malice. I actually think you’re really cool.”

“You do?” she inquired perplexedly.

“Of course I do! You always make everyone laugh, you’re super nice to everybody… and you’ve got a really cute face.”

She grinned, and you swore you saw her cheeks turn a light shade of pink. “You think I’m cute?”

Now it was your turn to blush. You cleared your throat, then glanced away with shifty eyes. “I mean, like objectively. You have bright eyes or whatever.”

She giggled quietly to herself, then as soon as your eyes were focused back on her, she spoke again. “I think you’re pretty cute too.”

You couldn’t help the smile that crept it’s way up your expression, looking away again bashfully.

“Do we still need a few more minutes?” the waitress asked, suddenly appearing again.

“Nope, I think we’re ready.” you replied, glad to be changing the subject. “I guess we will take that couple’s special since it’ll just be the two of us.”

“Oh, well it’s actually only for real couples…” the waitress told you sympathetically.

“What if this was our first date?” Chaeyoung asked her. Your eyes widened as you whipped your head around to look at her. She was just looking at the waitress with a confident grin. You had never seen her so bold, and you had to admit, it was really attractive. You were starting to kick yourself for messing things up with her in the past. You could’ve been around her best self this whole time… well, at least you were seeing it now. And you couldn’t get enough of it. You loved the excitement about where things were going with her.

Tzuyu: Only One Bed

You frowned as you realized who had just walked into your hotel room. “What are you doing here Tzuyu?”

“Believe me, this wasn’t my choice.” she groaned, shoving the door shut behind her. “Apparently the hotel booked up their last room by accident. And since you’re the only one who doesn’t have a roommate yet, I’m going to have to room with you.”

“Are you serious?” you asked, sitting up in your bed. “Aren’t there any other hotels in the area?”

“I went all around the neighborhood looking for one. Why do you think I’m soaked? It’s pouring down rain right now.” she complained. “They’re all booked up too.”

You took in her appearance. “Where’s your suitcase?”

“Airport lost it.” she replied, an angry sarcastic smile on her face. “This is a really great vacation so far. None of my things, and I’m stuck with you.”

“Yeah, well I’m not exactly thrilled about this either.” you sneered, shuffling your way out of bed. “Here, you can have one of my big shirts.”

She looked amazed. “Wait, are you actually being nice to me?”

You glared at her. “I may not like you very much, but I’m not heartless. Now go change.” You threw the shirt at her and got back into bed. You thought you caught a glimpse of a smirk on her face, but she turned the corner to the bathroom so fast you couldn’t be sure.

You got settled in bed again, then stared up at the ceiling. You were currently on a group vacation with all of your friends. Well, Tzuyu wasn’t your friend, but she had come along because she was close with some of your friends. You did kind of feel sorry for her… it had to suck losing all of your things. You shook your head. There was no need to feel sympathy for her when she had never made any effort to be nice to you. However, your thoughts were interrupted as she re-emerged from the bathroom, wearing nothing but your shirt. Your heart stopped. She looked really cute, with her wet hair and bare legs.

She chuckled cockily. “Like what you see?”

“Don’t flatter yourself.” you scoffed, rolling over in resignation.

She laughed at you again, walking over to the other side of the bed and crawling in. “Try to control yourself Y/N, we’ll both need some sleep for all the stuff they have planned tomorrow.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me.” you laughed, curling up in displeasure. “Rosè and Chaeyoung were way too excited about going downtown.”

“I know right? Like, how many shops can you go to before you get bored?” Tzuyu joked, making you laugh even harder. “And Elkie and Shuhua want to go to that museum…”

“Oh my god, what a snooze-fest.” you rolled your eyes, making her cackle even louder. You started chuckling again too, and soon you were both consumed with laughter.

“Do you realize this is the first time we’ve had a conversation without arguing?” you asked, leaning over to face her with an amused smile.

“Yeah… it was pretty nice.” she responded, looking at you and resting her head against the pillow. You both just stared at each other affectionately for a moment, taking in each others’ features. “Well, I guess we should go to sleep.”

“Yeah…” you agreed, moving to turn off the lamp. “Goodnight Tzuyu.”

“Goodnight Y/N.”

You lied awake for a moment, glancing over at her every so often. You couldn’t help the giddy, flustered feeling that crept up in your chest. You never knew Tzuyu could be so pleasant, and you were excited you got to share a room with her for the rest of the vacation. And you were even more excited to share a bed with her. Your mind started to wander about holding her, touching her, kissing her…

You shook your head, shuffling a bit. You couldn’t think these things while she was asleep next to you. Unless… maybe she was thinking them too?”

“Y/N?” she suddenly asked, rolling over to face you.

Your heart stopped. Holy shit, was she reading my mind?

“Yeah?” you asked, mirroring her actions.

You both stared at each other in desperation for a while, until she dove forward and kissed you passionately. You were taken aback for a second, but soon brought your hands up around her neck. She shifted to straddle you, kissing you more intensely. She pulled away for a breather just as your hands were going up into her hair.

“I hate you.” she smirked evilly, gasping for air.

“I despise you.” you retaliated, yanking her hair slightly and making her whimper a bit. You used her moment of weakness as an opportunity and pushed her over to straddle her. You began kissing her again, then moved down to nip at her neck and chest. “Let me show you just how much I do.”

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cosmicswan · 6 months

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𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐫

listen to this while reading | back to masterlist

code name: Noir

government name: Aisha Leblanc

personality type: INTJ

nationality: USA

origin: unknown

IQ: 187

shifting to: the first avengers movie

me core

occupation before shield recruitment: professional contemporary dancer, CEO

background info & family:

i was in an orphanage when nick fury was alerted of a super powered kid (me) so he adopted me & trained me in combat & also trained me how to use my powers. my real family is unknown (though my powers look similar to the eternals) but i might script that im not an eternal and see where that goes (my mom was a being that can control reality)

ik,,, almost every super powered dr is me with powers concerning the multiverse and THATS BCS I WANNA BE OP (stfu) and i am literally traveling the multiverse to get there so it isn’t that much of a strech

identity

here’s the fun part, no one knows that i am nick fury’s daughter (i scripted that he didn’t change my last name to his for safety purposes) and my name in the orphanage was my cr last name. but he did change my last name after the adoption to leblanc (for further safety precautions.) so far no one knows about my real identity & powers before joining the avengers

fury is actually a good dad and he let me do the things i want to do growing up (gymnastics, contemporary dance, & modelling) before i decide to join shield and became a spy

avengers

since i don’t want no trauma, i scripted out major worldly (and outerworldly threats) so no doomsday n shit. so this dr is more like a spy dr than anything. i also scripted out any apocalyptic events. zombies icks me out

but nick still make the avengers a team. to wipe out earth’s and other realms major evil organizations, evil politicians yk all that jazz.

and most of the avengers live in the tower. (i want to live that avengers found family domestic trope stfu)

the avengers consist of: bruce, nat, wanda, pietro (scripted out his death), thor, occasionally loki, tony, me, clint, vision, peter (he doesn’t live in the tower), yelena after we demolish the red room, steve, bucky after we save him (scripted him to not kill tony’s dad) i want the full domestic life experience with no beef alright.

i also scripted that matt murdock is the avengers official lawyer. i also scripted a shit ton of safety precautions to not get my ass traumatized so imma just skip that part

and i forgot to mention that my CEO, model, performer persona is totally different than my hero persona (batman bruce moment yurrr) and i shapeshift so my hero and citizen face is literally different.

my powers

my powers are a mix of phoenix force & chaos magic but all in all i am essentially the goddess of the multiverse. higher above kang the conqueror & basically omnipotent (don’t start on the you can’t be op bs)

my abilities include; multiverse travel, reality destruction & creation, time travel, healing, shapeshifting, power fields, impenetrable shields & weapons creation, mind control, elemental powers, reality wrapping, illusions, astral projection etc. (i develop these powers gradually)

human background

i aged down tony stark to be the same age as me! (26 at 2012)

i attended MIT and rivaled tony in all his computer science & engineering classes. i graduated with a double masters degree in computer science & performing arts

i scripted that before i joined shield i was the founder of my AI & vehicle company making me the youngest self made billionaire (unlike tony’s generational wealth) and i pursued contemporary dancing as a hobby but later become a professional performer. and i sometimes model for brands too after resigning as the ceo and handing it over to one of my cr friends that i scripted (im not all in for the hustle life i want to be bougee and not work)

significant others

i might end up with tony with an academic rivals arc but im also interested in natasha 🤭 so idk yet im going with the flow again in the romance field

about me

my personality is pretty much the same as other drs, im probably a philanthropist and a hardcore activist there too, i featured a lot in the covers of the times magazine or ford 30 under 30 (my literal dream) then alot of fashion brands notice my interest in fashion and offered from modeling positions to ambassador positions, im probably going to model for ysl, graff, vivienne westwood etc. im also thinking of making a collaboration with cartier to make timeless classic style smart watches (i hate the style of apple watches)

likes, hobbies & random facts in my dr

what i like in this dr is pretty much the same in my cr with only little differences

i like adrenaline seeking activities, flying planes, f1 racing, probably a street racer at one point, i invented nano tech for tony’s suit, invented nano tech to cure cancer (probably almost got assasinated in the process) i also invented electric cars with solar power (fuck elon) overall my company creates technology like devices, AI, AI websites, solar powered cars, & motorcycles.

i have a charity school of performing arts with students all over the world to learn dance, professional instruments, etc.

i like mansions, luxury staycations, hot milk tea, convenient technology, fashion, dance, parties, chess, and being theatrical & dramatic. once i dreamed about this dr i was on a mission crushing this one dude in a fight while listening to an der schönen blauen donau - walzer, op. 314. it was comical

that’s all for now! pls ask me any questions in my inbox or comments if u have any <33

#reality shifting #shiftblr #shifting community #reality shift #shifting realities #shiftinconsciousness #shifttok #desired reality #mcu dr #mcu #avengers dr

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pythonees · 1 year

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ MAKEUP WIPES — xavier thorpe

A/N: it's short and sweet and cute cute cute. also makeup wipes are not good for your skin babes don't use it

Xavier loves to watch you do your makeup. It doesn't matter if you do something fast and simple or your going all out on a look that takes hours. He will sit through all of it.

If you're the type of person that gets up at the ass crack of dawn you better fucking believe he's sneaking into your room to watch you do it. Doesn't matter where your room is located, top or bottom floor. He will be there so long as you want him to be. He just loves spending time with you in any way he can.

Sometimes he'll bring a sketchbook and draw you while you're doing your makeup, wanting to look back on the adorable look of concentration whenever he wants. Other times he's just watching, asking questions about what your doing and how things work. You happily tell him everything he wants to know, glad that he's taken an interest in something you like to do and isn't annoyed by the time you take getting ready.

Eventually he watches you enough times that he feels comfortable enough to ask if he can do your makeup for you. He knows how to handle paintbrushes, so he figured it's the same thing.

It's absolutely not.

He's used to working on a flat canvas, not on the curves on a face. So he works really slowly, hands a little shaky because he really really doesn't want to hurt you. That's the last thing he ever wants to do.

After everything he does he's shoving a mirror in your face so that you can check over his work, a wide smile on his face when you tell him he's doing good. You have to force yourself not to smile back, not wanting to crease any of his hard work before he was done.

The first thing he does is your foundation, which comes out flawlessly, like, way better than you have ever done before in your life. It's smooth and blended to perfection in a way that you didn't think was humanly possible. When you tell him as such he blushes a cute pink that you wanna feel on your lips. But you hold off, sitting still and letting him do his magic.

Contour and blush is also perfect, making your face come together better than you have. This he somehow takes longer than the foundation, tilting your face this way and that, trying to find the best spots to put them on you face. Again he shows you his work. He smiles when you tell him it looks amazing.

He does your eyeshadow in an array of colour that bring out your eyes beautifully. They seem to flow and sparkle when you look in the mirror, the colours super pigmented and without any patchiness. He moves onto your eyebrows before showing his work again. By this time your roommate is awake, used to Xavier being in the room by now. She says she wants him to do hers next.

The liquid eyeliner is one he makes you do on one eye, watching avidly as you easily apply it. It's usually what you wear everyday, not one to bother with eyeshadow when your just going to class all day. So your confident in your strokes, painting on a solid black wing that isn't even a millimetre out of place.

He takes the bottle from you gently, dipping the wand into the pot to pick up more of the inky black liquid. It takes him a while to even touch the brush to your skin, and after having to convince him four times that it's an easy fix if he messes up, he finally starts in on your eyeliner.

It feels funny against your skin, the tip tickling you from how lightly he's pressing it to your skin. But you don't say anything as you sit as still as a statue. You don't want to discourage him or make him any more nervous than he already is.

After an hour or so of pampering from your boyfriend, he finally holds the mirror up one last time, and you find yourself speechless. You've never had your makeup done this well in your life, and you've had it professionally done for your cousins wedding. It's perfect for your face shape, blush and contour done in a way that looks natural while defining your bone structure.

You go the whole day feeling like your on the top of the world, a pep to your step as you make your way to each of your classes. Every time you see Xavier you're all over him, smothering in kisses as a thank you in the time you have before you have to split up again for your next class. Your friends tease you for your overt display of affection, but you couldn't care less. You just want to appreciate your talented boyfriend.

Not only does this boy offer to do your makeup, but he'll also offer to take it off for you too. He will hold your face so gently as he wipes your face, laying down with your head in his lap. You can feel all the love he has for you with every swipe of the makeup wipe, unbelievably tender as he glides it over your skin. The whole time he does it he has such a soft look on his face it makes your eyes water.

You don't cry, though, you just smile back at him and hope that he can see all the love you have for him, too.

©︎ pythonees — do not, under any circumstance, repost, plagiarize, modify or translate my work.

#xavier #xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe imagine #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier x reader #wednesday netflix #wednesday #Ꮺ. my work

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dogtoling · 2 years

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180 Splatoon OC Questions!

hi. So i made a bunch of questions to help develop mine and other people’s OCs i guess. these come in several tiers based (roughly) on how much you’ve already developed an OC, but in reality it’s a pick-and-choose thing,

NOTE: these are mostly applicable to cephalopod OCs. But if you pick and choose they’re fine for literally any OC, I guess. Most of them are gonna be under the cut!

Surface (Basics, Tier 0)

1. What is their full name? Do they like it?

2. Do they have any nicknames, and where do they come from?

3. OC species and special notes

4. What time of day is your OC usually active? Are they diurnal or nocturnal or maybe in-between?

5. Any particular reason for their schedule? Biological clock? Work?

6. Living situation; where do they live? How did they end up there?

7. Do they take part in ink battles? What kind and how often?

8. Favorite weapon class and why?

9. Main tentacle color? How did they pick it?

10. Any hobbies? Where did they begin?

11. What do their hobbies mean to them?

12. Favorite type of music?

13. Any favorite bands or idols they look up to?

14. Are they acrobatic? In-game turf war movement qualifies.

15. What is their main weapon? How did they pick it, and is it customized?

16. Languages they speak? Any that they’ve learned or want to learn?

17. What is THE THING that they’re recognized as being good at by others?

18. Are they more positive or negative? How does it show?

19. Their BEST FRIEND, if they ABSOLUTELY had to choose one?

20. What size are they? Are they average size for their species or not?

21. What is their relationship to ink battling? Is it a hobby, profession or just a sport?

22. Do they have an ego? Or perhaps a lack of?

23. Do they have a daily routine? Do they enjoy it?

24. What would their Splashtag title be?

25. What is something they REALLY invest in?

26. Are they temperamental?

27. How are/were their teen years?

28. How did they do in school? Did they like it or were they a professional class skipper?

29. What’s a situation that would make them cry? Do they cry easily?

30. Are they easily amused?

Sunlight Zone (Tier 1)

1. Any pets? Do they want any?

2. How social are they?

3. What is the inside of their house like?

4. Any peculiar decoration preferences?

5. Main source of income? How is their money situation?

6. Any job? Do they want one? If they have one, what do they think of it?

7. Everyday skill they’re unexpectedly good at

8. Everyday skill they DO NOT have

9. Any weapons they struggle to use and why?

10. How much does it take to trigger their Special Rush state? Do they get pumped fast?

11. Are they a good Super Jumper? Do they land their jumps?

12. Weapons they wish they could use but can’t? Why?

13. Favorite clothing style? Do they care about comfort or looks?

14. Do they have a favorite clothing brand?

15. Their favorite way to listen to music? Headphones, radio, et cetera

16. Favorite kind of food? Do they like fresh foods or prefer fried?

17. Can they cook, and how do they prefer to?

18. Do they care for fruit or vegetables?

19. Any food they REALLY don’t care for?

20. How many friends do they have? Do they make surface-level friends or deeper bonds?

21. Do they ever make art? What kind and why?

22. Are they expressive? How?

23. Can they drive? When did they learn or are they going to?

24. What’s their usual role in conversations? Are they a listener or a talker?

25. How do they handle crowds or groups of people?

26. Are they good at reading between the lines? Or totally clueless?

27. Do they drink coffee? Or alcohol?

28. Anything they have too much of?

29. What are their priorities?

30. What kind of body type do they have? Are they strong, or are they frail?

Twilight Zone (Tier 2)

1. Dream house? Is it likely to happen?

2. Dream job? Are they working towards it? Do they even know?

3. Favorite subject at school? Any effect on modern day?

4. Are they prone to holding grudges? Any petty opinions that they still stick to?

5. Any phobias?

6. How are their tentacles styled? Why?

7. Preferred way of transportation; train, car, bike etc.

8. Any details about their appearance that they’ve put a lot of thought into?

9. Do they Super Jump outside of Turf Wars?

10. How often are they in swim form? How does it feel to them?

11. Have they heard of Grizzco? Have they worked there and how much?

12. How do they sleep? How much do they usually need to sleep?

13. What weapon did they start with? Have they changed their main over time?

14. Any particular Turf War skill they are good or bad at? Do they have good aim, for example, or are they really fast at swinging a brush?

15. Favorite time of year? Why?

16. What is their sexual/romantic orientation? How did they come to a conclusion?

17. Are they in a relationship? Do they want to be?

18. Any past relationships? Why did they end?

19. What do they order at a café if they go?

20. Are they prone to arguing? Or do they settle?

21. Do they travel? Do they want to, and where?

22. Have they had injuries in the past? What happened?

23. Are they open about their thoughts or do they keep to themself?

24. Do they keep up with news or the media?

25. Do they play any games? What kind and when?

26. Do they care about “being fresh”? Have they ever cared and how did it show?

27. Any body modifications they have or want to get? What’s the story behind them?

28. Can they play any instruments? How did they get started?

29. Any iconic ways of speech that they have?

30. Do they swear?

Midnight Zone (Tier 3)

1. Opinion on Splatfests; any that they’ve been part of or remember fondly? Or bad memories, even?

2. How and where did they grow up? What was their family like?

3. Any siblings? How is their relationship?

4. Childhood habits or hobbies that stuck?

5. Do they have good ties to their family?

6. Any found family or “school”?

7. Have they ever Krakened before?

8. How do they feel about being splatted? Are they used to it or is it agonizing?

9. Are they sensitive to violence? Or totally desensitized? Does it depend on the context?

10. Something they feel is extraordinary about themself?

11. Something other people see in them that they don’t really see?

12. What kind of neighbors do they have? Do they get along?

13. Fight-or-flight response? Which one do they usually default to?

14. Any specific goals they have in life?

15. Any prominent interests? How do they show?

16. How do they celebrate Squidmas? Or do they celebrate Octivus?

17. Where do they shop? How often do they go to the store and what do they usually buy?

18. If they could be any other species, would they? And what would they be?

19. How is their vision?

20. How do they handle stressful situations? Are they prone to worrying?

21. How do they relax?

22. Do they use social media actively? What do they do there?

23. Favorite snack or candy? Do they do snacks or candy?

24. Do they enjoy “alone time”?

25. Any habits they want to kick but can’t seem to?

26. What do they have for breakfast? Do they have breakfast?

27. How do they deal with fights or arguments? Do they lose their cool or handle it by talking?

28. Are they a leader type? Or do they see themself as one?

29. Which Splatoon 3 victory pose is in-character for them?

30. Based only on their personality and skills, what in-game abilities would that give them?

Abyss (Tier 4)

1. Have they done anything criminal? Why?

2. Have they ever intentionally hurt anyone? How?

3. Any scars? How did they get them?

4. Pain tolerance? Is it good or do they cry on the floor over paper cuts?

5. How is their overall health? Are they prone to any issues?

6. Who do they live for?

7. Do they have conversations in their head? What is their relationship with themself?

8. How confident are they in combat? Are they strong at all?

9. Any short-term color change? What emotions trigger what colors in them?

10. What would they change about themself if they instantly could? Anything?

11. Would they survive out in the wilderness? For how long?

12. Are they selfish at all? Would they put others in harm’s way for their own benefit?

13. What kind of morals do they follow and where did they learn them?

14. Is there anyone they would risk their well-being for? Why?

15. How was school for them? Do they miss it or are they glad it’s over, if it is?

16. How do they type? Are they an active chatter?

17. Do they want kids? Do they have any now, and do they have any plans?

18. What are their earliest memories? Do they have any memories from the egg?

19. Do they make decisions based on heart or logic?

20. Any regrets? What would they do differently if they could?

21. What do they find attractive in somebody?

22. Are they easy to understand? Are they good at expressing themself?

23. How do they deal with bad emotions? Do they have any tried-and-true coping mechanisms?

24. Are they sick often? How do they handle it?

25. Are they more or less empathetic than average?

26. Are they one to ask for or accept help? Or do they deny it altogether?

27. Do they believe in supernatural or spiritual things?

28. Are they a person that gives or takes more? Is it intentional?

29. Are they judgmental when it comes to other people? Or do they not really care?

30. Who do they text or call most often?

Trench (Tier 5)

1. Any specific events from their life that changed them as a person?

2. Anything they are dreading or horribly afraid of in their current life?

3. Have they had any traumatic experiences? How are they affecting them in the current day?

4. Do they have recurring dreams?

5. Anything from their childhood that they still have?

6. Have they cut ties with people before? Why?

7. Any common thing they really struggle with?

8. Are they a good liar? Do they lie often or are they strictly against it?

9. What determines how they feel about somebody?

10. Do they respect other people as a given? Does their respect have to be earned?

11. Any medications? How long have they had them?

12. Do they adjust their personality based on the people they’re around? How does it show?

13. How hard is it to get to KNOW them? Are they an open book or does NOBODY really know them?

14. Does true love exist to them? Or is it just a stupid myth people are obsessed with?

15. Do they have a “signature” article of clothing or item that they treasure? How did they get it and why is it so important to them?

16. How would they describe themself?

17. How is their comfort zone? Do they like trying new things or are they strictly a homebody?

18. One thing that will always make them happy without fail?

19. What do they usually spend spare cash on?

20. What’s their favorite place they’ve been to? What makes it special?

21. Is their life generally going how they’d expect it to be going?

22. Who were their role models growing up? Are they still their role models or have their views changed?

23. Are there any people in their life who they have complicated feelings toward? Are they still part of their life?

24. Have they ever killed? Would they?

25. How much are they willing to give up to help another?

26. Is their trust easy to gain? Is it easy to lose?

27. Are there any sounds that they particularly like or hate?

28. Has their appearance or character changed over the years? How and why?

29. How do they feel about life as a whole? Has their perspective changed over time?

30. Free space for a random fact about the character!

#its almost 4am and i just had to retype all of the numbers bc they didnt copy over haha if theres a mistake i do not see it.#might do these for my ocs at some point if you guys want to see them feel free to recommend #i dont even know if the math is rigth. this might be 180

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whimsical-roasting · 11 months

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“Coach Ted, how do you feel about group cohesion and dance breaks?”

thinking about random moments shared in the jamie tartt x psych major!reader fic i have in my head... just cute shit tbh

okay so the reader has been with the Richmond club for a solid few months, she’s a familiar face and friendly to the team but not super close with everybody, minus Colin and surprisingly,,, Jamie hehe

the team seems to be having a serious tie-streak going on, and they’re all kinda bummed by it

Ted’s obviously still Ted, unwavering winners mindset that basically means ‘do your best, give yourself a pat, shake it off, and repeat’ - with the addition of a smile ofc!

the reader has been doing readings for her org psych class and knows that raising group morale is necessary but also so so hard.

sometimes motivational speeches just don’t cut it yknow?? sometimes you gotta think outside of the box to fix the vibes and spread positivity

so there she is, standing in the coach’s office with a bluetooth speaker in her hand, nervously waiting for it to be her turn to speak

“Coach Ted,” she calls him in a manner that’s playful but still professional - he’s insisted on just Ted in the past and she’s complied but for serious conversations, she enjoys leading with a ‘subtle sense of professionalism’

“Coach Ted, how do you feel about group cohesion and dance breaks?” she asks, fiddling with the speaker in her hand

“Well darlin, I love a good flash mob. Gosh, those folks must keep in touch, right?” He directs his eyes to Beard, who peaks over his book and replies affirmingly, “a bond has been formed,” causing both you and Ted to smile

“Well, less flash mob but more like... a bi-weekly dance break?” she continues as Ted’s eyes land on her again. “I know the boys are bummed with the tie-streak and I was reading in my org psych textbook about the importance of autonomy in decorating our workspaces, and how group morale helps cohesion which’ll lead to better attitudes and hopefully better performance - not that our performance has been poor, it’s been great, I’m proud of the boys really! But, it sucks to see them bummed out...So maybe a twice-a-week-song-dance-break will lift spirits??”

she’s rambling. she’s nervous!! it’s a good idea tbh but still, sharing means being vulnerable and the potential of getting rejected

Ted politely waits for her to finish, nodding along and then grins, “sounds wonderful darlin! Hey, maybe you can get the boys to give some song suggestions to help with the whole autonomy thing you mentioned.”

she’s happy !! grinning as she steps out to the locker room, dragging out the whiteboard from the corner and scribbling in a lil corner of it

Jamie’s eyes follow her silently. truth be told, they followed her when she entered and disappeared into the coach’s office. but he smiles a lil seeing her grin at herself

when she’s done with the whiteboard, she calls for attention and lets the boys know to write down their suggestions, and she’ll choose two songs for the week randomly!! she emphasizes nervously that it should help according to her textbooks and Jamie is silently nodding, eyes drifting to her hands as she fiddles with the whiteboard marker

Dani is the first to speak, “pardon me, can it be Spanish songs too?” and she smiles really big, “anything you like!!”

Isaac adds, “yea bruv, I fuck wit Bad Bunny” and there’s a wave of approving noises from the rest

SO, the plan has been implemented, and it’s frickin working!!!

the boys always look forward to whose song is chosen - lots of rap, some taylor swift, Work Hard Play Hard makes them go nuts, some musical songs from Colin but it’s okay cause the lads are hyped over Hamilton

Ted gets into it!! dancing!! Dani and Jan Maas share an imaginary mic!! it’s great, but Jamie’s favourite part is seeing her join them in the locker rooms for every dance break grooving to the music

one day SHE chooses the song... “Keep Your Head Up” by Andy Grammer cause the team seemed extra tired and bummed

everyone’s like ??? who chose this?? she’s like ‘me. I did.’

she’s trying to break the tension, so she takes her imaginary mic and goes to Ted, then Colin, then Sam, and soon everyone’s into it - just happily singing and dancing

she somehow ends up next to Jamie, shoulders bumping. she’s swaying as she faces him, playfully mouthing the lyrics to him as he smiles with a slight blush (not that she notices cause she’s blushing too)

they’re both dancing close to each other, and she lightly pokes his chin when the song goes, “you gotta keep your head up”, reaching up to pull down his headband at, “and you can let your hair down,” grinning at him when he’s like ‘hey!! :o... >:)’

the song ends, and they’re still laughing at each other, holding hands...a bit longer than they should tbh hehehe. Jamie loves her energy and kindness, it matches his goofiness and makes him wanna be a better person

but anyways!!! they pull away, hoping no one notices.. some do but don’t say anything

#jamie tartt x psych major!reader #jamie tartt x reader #ted lasso x reader #ted lasso #jamie tartt

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cove-simp · 1 year

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Spicy Baxter Headcanons

Y’all knew it was coming lmao

18 + !!! All the stuff mentioned below is when Baxter and player are in Step 3/4

So let me start off by saying two things:

I don’t believe Baxter is super kinky

I don’t think he’s firmly in the dom/top category either

I DO think he is highly experimental tho

I’ll try anything once” kinda guy

And boy has he tried a lot

He is probably more experienced than you (unless you headcanon your MC super freaky lol)

in other words, he has perfected his bedside etiquette

Probably the most open to a threesome

The aftercare?

homie has is down to a T, perfectly tailored to suit your needs after your first time

as part of his own aftercare, he really likes when you sidle up to him, brush his bangs back and kiss him on the forehead

He’s so detail oriented, that after the first few experimental times he knows just how to unravel you

Focuses on your pleasure quite a lot, especially if he is topping

he screams vers/switch to me

(he’s flexible, remember?)

And his flexibility is literal too

while he doesn’t dance professionally anymore as he ages, he definitely keeps up with the stretches to stay limber

which comes especially in handy when you wanna just bend him over

Has definitely tried pole dancing as a form of exercise

isn’t opposed to giving you a demonstration or taking classes with you

Big on communication

before, during and after- he wants to know all about your likes and boundaries beforehand

Vocal as hell during the act

isn’t afraid to moan right in your ear

more praising and flowery language- it’s his default

you can request dirty talk, but he’ll probably draw the line at hard degradation

encourages you to be as vocal as you want too

CALLS YOU DARLING DURING THE DEED

One thing Baxter does enjoy is you calling him “Sir”

works whether you’re submitting to him, or say it playfully while teasing him

Another is Butt stuff

he is canonically an ass man, after all

both on you and him, he’s not picky

(when he’s topping, slip a finger in and watch him explode)

Doggy is one of his favorite positions

it might be yours too, after fucking/ pegging him from the back

Can be pretty teasing, but more likely to overstimulate you than withhold orgasms

Erogenous zones include his neck, ears, and thighs

you thought his reaction was good kissing the mole on his neck? Try kissing the one on the back of his upper thigh (preferably while doing butt stuff)

Hand 👏 holding 👏 during 👏 sex 👏

Some turn-ons include:

you bending over for mundane tasks

he will stare at your ass shamelessly, head tilted and all

smacking his ass

showing some skin

seeing you be hit on

probably the most prone to jealousy tbh- his self esteem is still kinda blah

on the other hand, seeing others lust after you only fuels his ego in a way that makes him wanna worship you to show his appreciation

spending $$$ on you

on a nice dinner, some new lingerie, a spa day, etc

he may not be rich rich anymore, but he still loves to spoil you

when you worship/ praise him

especially if it’s not even in a sexual context

a perilous situation

(think like almost falling off the log together in the woods, not anything actually life threatening)

Speaking of the woods, probably wants to go camping/ hiking in a secluded area, have a picnic and then make love

Call him “lover boy” and watch him melt

#this one is definitely the longest omg #and here i thought i would have the least to say about him #tho it's less wordy than the others if that makes sense...#spicy content #baxter ward #our life baxter #our life baxter ward #Our Life Beginnings & Always #our life #our life headcanons #olba headcanon #baxter ward headcanon #gb patch #gb patch games #baxter ward imagine #our life imagine #our life headcanon #my writing

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bcacstuff · 3 months

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To begin with, I like Jamie Fraser. I watched OL last year, reading the books at the same time. I must say that it’s a wonderful fantasy!!! But a fantasy, nothing else.

After that, I was very curious about the actor who played him. He is a very attractive guy, tall, good looking and with a very sweet smile.

I consider myself a pragmatic woman and I don’t tend to admire people madly. We all are humans, after all, with flaws and I can’t understand why some people can blindly adore someone.

Well, it’s have been an education to discover your blog ( and some others!!) Blimey!

I think SH is a person who wasn’t very fortunate in his early life, he is an actor, not exactly an A degree, but I can tell many names who are on the super big screen and much worse actors than him, only they were luckier, that’s all.

I’m very fortunate, never had money problems, went to the Uni, got degrees and became a successful professional when 25. Earning enough money, always. Not rich, but traveling, having all the experiences. I wonder how SH went from being almost destitute to travel first class and all that comes around it.

When I read comments in Tumblr, well..

Never mind, but sometimes I wonder why people can be so cruel.

After sending this message I received this additional message (you didn't hit the Anon box on that one but as I'm not sure you want your blogger name out here, I just took the screenshot and left the name out)

So Hi Anon, thanks for your message(s) and sorry for not answering it right away. I just wanted to take some time to answer you.

The way you came to explore things around and about Sam is most likely similar to many others here that follow and read my blog. And the way you consider yourself a pragmatic woman, might be what most people here are as well.

I remember my 'Blimey' when I started to look into things, and that was just around the time Covid hit the world and many things happened in this fandom. It was entertaining but learning about it all was mind blowing as well. A world I never had any knowledge of.

In my younger years, I was a fan of Queen and Freddie Mercury especially, though anything Queen was of interest for me back then. A whole other world as there was no social media and all I could learn was what was written in pop magazines. I pasted all the pics I could find in my school agenda (I still have it) and at the end of the year that schoolagenda grew about 3 times and was held together with tape. And for the rest,I bought all the records, and enjoyed the music. I knew every song by heart.

But this fandom is from a whole other era and nature as well. Social media became a place to say the most horrible things, people would never tell someone at a person's face. It's easy and some people just do not have any filter. In an era where we should learn about communicating it seems we do the opposite. People are more occupied with airing their voice, making their opinion count, and less interested in listening to other opinions, think them through and try to discuss things in a healthy way. Agreeing to disagree or some tolerance for other opinions, is something people are less and less considerate about it seems.

I never intended to start this blog to begin with, but while going along having seen how different opinions were handled, or better said not handled by simply bullying people away or blocking them just because of another opinion, I more or less hoped this blog can be a place where people can differ in opinion, have a place to discuss things in a normal way, without calling each other out or give them names. I don't have an agenda, I do have an opinion sometimes, but it's always subject to change while other or new information comes along or other views on things are expressed. I like to keep a broader view on things and will always say that everyone can form their own opinion and draw their own conclusions from what I report here. And after all, I don't think anybody should get themselves so upset about a different opinion on this blog or about this actor. There are way more important things in this world that are worth to get upset about. Whether an actor is A list or not, or gets an award or not is not one of them.

SH expressed himself a number of times about his youth, upbringing, you could read his book or just watch interviews about how he traveled the world before he became known for OL. I assume in the beginning going from the less fortunate status (financially) to a very fortunate status, is in the beginning something exciting and a person must feel very lucky about it. Though over the years the excitement wears of and you become used to that status. It doesn't mean you feel less lucky though. But it's not always money that makes you feel lucky or happy, I think.

Anyway, I hope you can stay read my blog and not focus on the negatives in the comments, or on other blogs. If you use the word 'cruel', it's a good thing you're not able to see my inbox from time to time. I really don't get why people feel the need to sent a certain kind of messages. I just don't give them the time of day, they're just childish and a waste of time. It's beyond me why they do so and I decided to not try and understand it anymore.

If I intend anything with this blog, it's something like putting things in perspective. It's never only black or white, there are many shades of gray (no pun intended). But in order to see the shades of gray and every other color, there always will be some blacks and some whites as well.

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The Redbridge Hunts, Chapter 15

It had been two weeks since Loki and Claire had their first date and things were going really well between them. Both of them were infatuated with one another. Of course, when at the school working, they behaved professionally on front of the students and the other teachers, but the teachers weren’t stupid, they knew that their relationship was something more now.

Loki struggled to contain himself around her, but he kept telling himself that he wouldn’t hurt her, she was his soulmate and it was his duty to protect her.

He knew that she was ready to go further, he could smell her arousal quite often when they got heavy into kissing and touching… He just couldn’t bring himself to go further yet, he knew even if he could restrain from biting her that his other urges would go completely feral.

Though she seemed to understand whenever he eased off, explaining he just didn’t want to rush into it.

It was a Saturday afternoon and Loki received a text from Claire.

C: There’s an 80’s club night on tonight at the Rave club. Wondered if you fancied going? If you don’t have anything else on, that is. x

L: That sounds great. You’re not expecting me to dress up like the 80’s though, are you? X

C: Hah! Not at all… unless you have clothes from the 80’s and want to, but I certainly won’t be. Will I meet you there at opening? Or do you fancy grabbing a bite to eat before?

L: A bite to eat first sounds good. I’ll come pick you up in a taxi, there’s been two murders in the city in the last week, I don’t want you out at night alone. Be ready for six. X

C: My prince charming. See you then. x

Loki was glad when she didn’t argue about meeting him somewhere. Two more vampires had been killed lately, thankfully not students, but it was still bad enough. He knew that hunters must be on the rise again, it was always worrying, but they’d been through this before. Hopefully it would calm down as they went through the year, and people would begin to forget about the yearly hunt.

At least Loki hoped so, anyway.

Claire was super excited for her night out with Loki. She picked out a black dress that had long sleeves and a nice dip at her neck, but not too revealing. The dress went down to her calves, as it was still cold out, she didn’t want to wear one that was too short, though she knew it would end up being quite hot in the club.

She waited downstairs just inside the building, when she saw a taxi turn up, she waited for Loki to emerge before heading out. Her heart started racing straight away as she approached him, he was wearing leather trousers with a nice green shirt and a black suit jacket… Though it was the leather gloves he wore that got her attention mostly.

‘Darling, as always, you look stunning.’ He purred and cupped her cheek with his hand as he dipped down to kiss her on the lips.

Loki couldn’t stop a smirk spreading across his face when she blushed hard, he noticed her glancing at his hands a few times though she tried not to make it so obvious.

‘My lady?’ He took her hand and opened the taxi door for her.

‘Thank you.’ Claire said giddily as she climbed in.

Loki closed the door carefully after her and made his way round the car to get in the other side. She slid across to the middle seat so she could snuggle in against him, he wrapped his arm around her straight away.

‘Where are we going for food?’ Claire asked.

‘There’s a nice Italian restaurant just opened up down the road from the club, I thought would be good to try, has good reviews so far.’

‘Ohh yeah, I heard about that. I've been wanting to try it, good idea.’ Claire smiled at him.

‘I always have good ideas.’ Loki said cockily.

‘Oh I don’t know about that. Your ideas can be a bit questionable, I'm the one with the good ideas in class.’ Claire teased.

Loki mocked a gasp. ‘How dare you!’

‘I’m the brains of the outfit, I thought you knew that by now?’ She smirked.

‘I think you’re forgetting I am the boss, the one in charge of our class.’ Loki growled and dug his fingers into her side, making her squeak out a laugh and she jumped.

‘Yeah, that’s what I want you to think.’ Claire laughed.

Loki dug his fingers into her side again, making her laugh some more and she tried grabbing his hand to stop.

‘What’s the matter, ticklish?’ Loki cooed and continued his attack on her side, with his free hand he reached round to tickle her neck.

‘Aaaaah, Loki!’ Claire burst out laughing and squirmed around next to him, trying to get away but at the same time she could only squirm closer.

‘I have found your weakness, you’re in trouble now.’ Loki let out a wicked laugh as he eased off, though she was still wary about his hand at her side as she glared at him.

‘I’ll find out yours, I’m sure.’ Claire grumbled.

‘Never.’ Loki chuckled.

‘I like a challenge.’ Claire grinned.

They arrived at the Italian restaurant and thankfully the reviews weren’t wrong. It was a great little place, run by an Italian family so the food was exquisite.

‘I think I’ve found my new favourite place.’ Claire said as Loki helped her with her jacket upon leaving.

‘Mine too. Now I’m more than ready to dance all the calories off.’ Loki laughed as he patted his stomach.

Hand in hand, they made their way along the road to the club. It had been open for an hour now, so when they got in there was already plenty of people there enjoying the 80’s music. Claire was already moving her hips from the moment they stepped inside, she just loved that era of music.

‘Come on, let’s dance!’ She tried dragging Loki straight to the dancefloor, but he had other ideas and dragged her to the bar first.

‘We need to at least get a drink in hand.’ He laughed at her enthusiasm.

He ordered them both a cocktail and a shot of tequila to start them off. Claire pulled a face as she downed her shot.

‘Not like tequila?’ Loki asked in amusement.

‘Nope, tastes awful.’ Claire said as she pulled a face again.

‘Why did you take it then? You should’ve said.’ Loki said as he downed his own one.

‘Waste not want not.’ Claire shrugged, then she dragged him onto the dancefloor properly this time.

They both had fun dancing amongst the sea of bodies, they stuck close to one another, practically grinding against each other at one point. With the flow of drinks as well, Claire was well on her way to being drunk.

It took a lot more for Loki to become drunk, his vampire metabolism made him able to handle his drink better.

Though he was struggling to handle his arousal with the way Claire began grinding her ass against his crotch during one particular song. He couldn’t hold back a moan at the feeling as he gripped her hips tightly.

‘Darling, you’re pushing your luck.’ He growled into her ear as he turned her around to face him.

‘Maybe that’s my aim.’ She fluttered her eyelashes at him innocently.

‘Oh, don’t try to look innocent, you’re far from it.’ He rumbled as he gripped her chin and couldn’t refrain from kissing her deeply, their tongues moved together as they wrapped each other up in their arms and pulled as tight as possible.

Claire could feel a very distinct bulge pressing against her stomach, knowing she’d gotten him this riled up made her almost cream her knickers. And of course, Loki could smell her.

‘Maybe, uhm… if we go out back, I could perhaps help you out with your little situation?’ Claire spoke right into his ear.

Loki was so close to tossing her over his shoulder and taking her out back to take her up on that delightful offer… Though he just couldn’t bring himself to do it, knowing that one thing would definitely lead to another.

He cupped her face in both hands and pecked her on the lips again. ‘Let’s go outside… but to talk.’ He said firmly, it was too loud inside to speak properly so he took her hand and they weaved through the crowd together.

There was a hold up by the door, as it was right next to the bar so they had to wait a second for people to move so they could continue out. Someone bumped right in against Claire’s behind, she whipped her head around to look, but her eyes widened as she saw it was Chris.

He smirked and winked at her, but she was tugged forward by Loki as he found a gap to get through. She turned to look where she was going but quickly looked back, though Chris was gone.

‘Darling, are you ok?’ Loki asked when they reached the door, he noticed she was looking around.

‘I just thought I saw… never mind.’ She shook her head.

Maybe it was someone that just looked like Chris. Though even if it had actually been him, there was no point telling Loki he was here, it would only annoy him anyway.

Loki took her round the side of the club, where it was quiet and no one else was around.

‘Claire, I am going to be completely honest with you. I adore you, so damn much. I want nothing more than to have you on your knees right now and have your pretty little lips wrapped around my cock.’ His voice deepened as he brushed his thumb along her lower lip, both of them swallowed hard at the thought.

Loki cleared his throat to continue. ‘I am worried that I will hurt you, I have quite strong… urges. I’m scared that I can’t control myself with you and I'll go too far, that I’ll scare or hurt you.’

Claire frowned and put her hands around his neck. ‘What do you mean? I know you’d never hurt me, and you could never scare me, what are you talking about?’

He smiled and felt so warmed at her words. If only she knew the truth though… she would probably run a mile.

‘You’re such a delicate flower, I will not allow myself to get too carried away and hurt you. I just need to go slowly, so I can maintain myself better with you.’

‘I won’t break, I can handle a little rough, if that’s what you mean? Though I understand if you want to go slow, I won’t rush you at all. I’m sorry if I’ve been a bit pushy.’ She said sheepishly.

Loki grinned and stroked her hair. ‘You have nothing to be sorry for, believe me when I say I want the same as you do… I dream every night of having you writhing around in pleasure beneath me, being able to hear your moans as I make you cum…’

Loki realised he was saying the wrong words entirely if he was trying to keep their urges calm.

‘Not helping, Loki.’ Claire groaned and pressed her head against his chest.

He laughed and kissed the top of her head. ‘Sorry, darling.’

‘I blame you for my frustration.’ She said, muffled against him.

‘Delayed gratification, will make it all the better when we do get down and dirty.’ He purred and slid his hands down her arms.

‘If you say so.’ Claire looked up at him and giggled.

Chris had indeed been at the club, he didn’t stay for long though, he had just been looking for any unsuspecting drunken humans he could feed from.

And he found one.

A young woman foolishly left her friends at the club and decided to walk home, all alone. When she was making her way through the park, along the dark tree-line, that’s when Chris pounced.

He approached her from the front with a kind smile on his face. ‘Why hello there, what’s a pretty little thing like you doing out here, all alone, hmm?’

The woman was clearly uneasy as she eyed him up and down. While she was drunk, she wasn’t completely out of it, and alarm bells of stranger danger ran through her mind.

‘I’m fine. Away to meet my boyfriend.’ She said and quickened her pace away from him, cutting across the grass.

Chris sensed her heartbeat quicken in fear, he could smell it in the air too, making him lick his lips as he stalked after her, hot on her heels.

‘Now, now. No need to run off so’ He was cut off as a bolt came flying down and pierced into the grass right between him and the woman.

His head snapped round to find the source, he spotted a cloaked figure on the bridge lowering a crossbow. As he turned back to look at his prey, she had taken that opportunity of distraction to run as fast as she possibly could across the park, away from him.

Chris hissed as he grabbed the bolt out of the ground, he stormed over to the bridge to confront the cloaked figure. He assumed it was some puny wannabe hunter, that was clearly rubbish at their job for missing him.

‘You missed.’ Chris snarled as he stepped onto the bridge.

A low chuckle came from under the cloak. ‘Did I? My task was to save the human, I’d say that’s exactly what I did.’

Chris’ eyes widened, it was a female hunter.

‘I believe this is yours.’ He growled and snapped the bolt in two before tossing it to the feet of the hunter.

She turned towards him and flipped her hood down, revealing her face. Chris took a moment as he stared at her and his nostrils flared, gathering her scent, then his eyes widened and he laughed.

‘My my, if it isn’t the famous vampire hunter, Toshi Vernier.’ He crossed his arms over his chest. ‘I should’ve recognised that stench of yours a mile away.’ He spat. ‘Where have you been hiding for all of these years, I thought you died a brutal death?’

‘I’ve come back from the dead.’ Toshi smirked. ‘I know what you’re up to, Chris. Trying to erase the humans, to let vampires take over, but it won’t work.’

‘And what makes you so sure of that?’ Chris asked as he began to take slow, menacing steps towards her. Though her heartbeat remained steady, it never changed. She wasn’t scared of him. Or if she was, she was able to control her fear, unlike others.

‘Because I won’t let you, neither will your brother and his friends. You underestimate their strength.’

‘You know nothing.’ Chris snapped as he started circling her, but her heartbeat still remained the same.

‘I know that you’re really trying his patience over his soulmate. You have no idea what strength can be gained from a vampire being with their soulmate, they would do anything to protect them... I’m not going to do nothing while you get innocent people killed, that includes vampires. Your actions are attracting more hunters, which means more deaths of your kind. I know Loki won’t just sit back and watch either.’ Toshi said calmly as she waited for him to walk back round into her line of view.

‘What do you know of a vampire’s soulmate?’ He hissed, getting agitated. ‘How do you know so much about my brother? What do you care about vampires? You’re a hunter.’

‘You’re not the only one that can creep about unnoticed. The legends may say that you’re all mighty and powerful, but you’re nothing more than an unruly vampire that’s lost his way, letting his feral urges take over. Alienating everyone, family and friends… if you had any friends in the first place, that is. Since you keep getting fellow vampires killed.’

Chris lunged for her, but Toshi managed to dodge him, just. She leapt over the side of the bridge and landed on her feet at the riverside below. She flipped her hood back up just as Chris jumped down after her, his eyes a deep dark red.

‘And for the record. I am a hunter. But not a vampire hunter anymore… well, not the good ones, anyway.’ Toshi shrugged.

Chris made a move for her again, but Toshi threw down two garlic bombs that exploded instantly. Chris began coughing as he was shrouded in strong garlic powder. He yelled in anger as the park started to spin, he couldn’t focus properly.

It took him a minute to shake off the effects, though he could still feel it in the back of his throat, making him cough harshly. He looked around the park, but there was no sign of Toshi anymore. Like she had just vanished into thin air.

He cried out angrily and turned into his bat form to fly away, hungry and incredibly annoyed.

#tom hiddleston #loki #loki x ofc #fluffy loki #loki fic #vampire Loki #Chris Motionless #the redbridge hunts

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pink-strawberry-kissess · 7 months

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Not a question, just a headcanon

Ada, as the CEO of her jewellery company and Leon as her bodyguard and secret lover cause he doesn't want anyone to think he's using her for her money.

ooooooooo

ada as ceo but also designer, she has so many things to do for her job and because of how successful she is, she also needs protection. she hires leon purely because he was the best at his job, she didn't mind that he was attractive either but didn't really talk to him that much at first

she frankly thought he was a bit too good at his job, he was very to the book, continually doing his job how he needed to so she didn't complain

he starts to keeps an eye on her even if he's not working

ada hired other bodyguards as well, leon needed time off too

but the other ones complained about ada a lot sometimes. she would run off somewhere and they wouldn't be able to find her!!! (this is bad for their jobs!!)

they would complain to each other- that ada was cold to them, often times even a bit rude, but they chalk that up to her being "too rich," to really know what it's like for other working class people

leon figures that ada was never that mean to him, so he just thinks maybe she was having a bad day with the other bodyguards.

eventually ada only asks for leon, and he doesn't mind

it's super late one night, leon just brought her home and he was about to just check on her one last time for the night- but he walks in on her accidentally, she was in the bath or something and he just, covers his eyes, "oh, my apologies Miss Wong."

she's still covered by bubbles, but just sighs, probably stressed about everything in her life

"is there anything i can do to assist you?" "if you could order dinner for me soon?" "understood." "order something for yourself also."

leon's surprised, but nods and turns away and leaves to go do that.

he doesn't really know what to order for himself, he's not really hungry so he just orders ada like her usual dinner... maybe something french and fancy and he just orders himself a burger and fries

their dinners are delivered and ada's out of the bath now. her face bare of makeup and her hair is wet along the tips. just a silky robe is wrapped tightly around her waist, her long legs exposed underneath. she sits at the large dining table and laughs when she sees leon with the fast food bag and the fancy bag for herself.

"you ordered yourself a burger?"

"well, i usually don't eat while on the clock..."

"eat dinner with me."

"what?"

she's already digging into the bags, stealing a few fries from his bag. he sits near her in the corner of the large table. he tries a bit of her dinner. finding the flavours a lot more refined and distinct. but he still mostly eats his burger. she asks him a few things but he mostly just answers politely, he's not meant to talk a lot while working (it makes him distracted)

after dinner, she yawns a bit and heads to bed without another word. leon just signs off for the night and heads to bed as well. (he stays in her penthouse suite as well unless he has a day off)

the next day, he wakes up and heads down to meet ada and start his work day and ada's already in the kitchen with a cup of coffee, a sleek form fitting power suit with maybe a plunging neckline and sparkly necklace (from her line! hehe) and some dangly earrings also. they're red diamonds and sparkle and contrast well with her outfit. her hair is sleek, her makeup perfect. her lipstick print faintly staining the rim of her ceramic cup.

"ready for today?" she asks and gathers up her birkin??(would she be a birkin girlie? or prada??? chanel? dior???) and slim briefcase with laptop and heads on out after finishing up her coffee. leon follows swiftly, helping out out of her penthouse and towards her office building??? and towards some meetings and also to work on some designs for a new collection

leon can't deny that he's attracted to her, i mean who wouldn't be? but he keeps things extremely professional-

until he finds it hard to keep being professional around her ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

they start sharing dinners more, sometimes breakfast, always after ada asks. she starts to ask more and more of him. and he obliges

until! one night things start to get a bit too hot and heavy, they had dinner, ada slipped into the bath. she changes into a soft sexy set of bra and panties.

he's gotten more comfortable around her- the other guards are def already thinking they're sleeping together, but they haven't yet. YET.

she asks him what he thinks of what she's wearing. he can't even say what he wants to say which is like, "fuckfuckfuckfuck" he just ends up saying, "you look... uhhhhhhh." "speechless huh?" "you look.. perfect." they do flirt a bit, especially since leon starts to get the idea that ada's actually interested in him. (aso cause leon's stupid)

but she teases him a lot, pushing him onto the edge of her bed. straddling his thighs, teasing him with a kiss on his cheek. "good night handsome," and she lifts herself off of him and heads to her walk in closet or something while leon rushes out towards the spare bedroom and just FURIOUSLY MASTUR

this repeats and ada eventually catches him. finding him sitting on his bed, just stroking his cock and whimpering and whining to himself. she hears him whining her name and just giggles to herself. he scrambles to hide himself but the damage is done

"are you stroking your cock and thinking about me?"

"show me what you do."

"what are you imagining? that i'm doing this?" she asks with a tilt of her head, she lowers herself onto her knees and perches her manicured fingers onto his thighs. her eyes going back and forth from his eyes and his bulging cock. he pumps himself so slowly, the head leaking more precum since he can't even control himself, seeing ada watching him.

"use your words leon."

when he doesn't answer, she just leans in and kitten licks the tip of his cock. he JUST CUMS FROM THAT.

"hmmm, already?"

she just trails her finger along the head and shaft, collecting his cum and tastes a bit of it against her tongue.

she just hums, her lips upturning and gets up and leaves. she probably goes to bed a bit huUHHHHghugh and fingers herself to sleep but also feeling a bit dissatisfied since she hasn't had a partner/bf in a few years. leon's JUST right there, so she's maybe like- well...

BUT HE'S TOO PROFESSIONAL! he won't do it. in the morning he apologizes for being so unprofessional and swears it won't happen again. he'll even resign if he has to.

but she says she'll double his pay. he can't accept that, he won't.

so things kind of fall back into normalcy. but ada's so bored now that leon won't break his professionalism. ada tries to go on date with someone but leon doesn't want to work that shift. instead he tries to go date someone else too. both dates fail miserably, ada's only wanting her money, and leon's just because they could tell his date could tell he was hung up over ada.

the next time they see each other they're both in bad mood. frustrated in more ways than one. ada's struggling with the new collection and leon's also just trying to be professional still. he declines to her dinners but also feels bad because she's obviously lonely. she puts on front and pretends she's fine but she does miss his company. she ends up heading to his bedroom one night and he's still up, maybe just thinking and can't sleep. "can't sleep either?" she nods and makes her way over to his bed. she sits on the edge for a while. nothing said between them both.

"would you like me to make a tea for you?"

she's just wearing a silk robe, tied around her waist. this one much longer so it hides more of her legs. he doesn't stop her when she moves over on his bed and straddles herself over his strong thighs. he swallows though, realizing he's only wearing boxer briefs underneath the blanket. ada slowly ghosts her fingertips along his chest and neck. leon rests his hands on her hips. stifling any noise from his lips and stares hungrily at her.

what the fuck is a block limit???? i just got hit by it is it cause of the bullet points??? what the fuck???? okay well. uh guess im done for now what teh fuck fuck you tumblr okay anways i'll add onto this more later maybe sljbfjdsbfs just when it was getting good huh?

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