#fashion entrepreneur success stories

[townpostin]

Tribal Entrepreneur Shines in European Fashion Scene

Chaibasa Native Pioneers Fashion Business in Germany Jyoti Seema Devgam, hailing from Chaibasa, breaks barriers as the first "Ho" tribal entrepreneur to establish a thriving fashion firm in Europe. CHAIBASA – A Chaibasa-born entrepreneur has carved a niche for herself in Germany’s competitive fashion industry, showcasing the global potential of tribal talent. Jyoti Seema Devgam, originally from…

[theambitiouswoman]

How To Spot Opportunities

Opportunities are all around us, waiting to be recognized and seized. In conversation, in something you see, even in your own thoughts. Learning how to spot opportunities can lead you to growth and success. People often tend to overlook them, believing that they only come to certain people. The truth is that opportunities are available to everyone. We just need to change our perspective and learn how to identify them.

The Mindset:

Openness to Possibilities: Adopt a mindset that looks for possibilities in any situation. Instead of focusing solely on obstacles, view every challenge as an opportunity to innovate and grow. This shift in perspective opens the door to potential breakthroughs.

Adaptability: Being flexible and adaptable is key to spotting opportunities. Embrace change and be willing to venture outside your comfort zone. Adaptability helps you see potential where others might only see disruptions.

Positive Attitude: A positive attitude can work wonders in identifying opportunities. When you maintain optimism, you're more likely to recognize the silver lining in challenging circumstances, leading to the discovery of new pathways.

Always Learning: Embrace a curious mindset. Continuing to learn exposes you to new ideas and helps you stay ahead in a rapidly changing world, enabling you to recognize emerging opportunities before others do.

Examples of Spotting Opportunities:

The Airbnb Story: In 2008, two struggling entrepreneurs, Brian Chesky and Joe Gebbia, saw a unique opportunity in the midst of a sold-out conference in their city. With hotels fully booked, they decided to rent out air mattresses in their living room, turning their apartment into an "air bed and breakfast." This marked the inception of Airbnb, which has since become a multi-billion dollar global enterprise, disrupting the hospitality industry.

From Hobby to Empire: Many successful businesses have started as hobbies. For example, Dov Charney, the founder of American Apparel, began making simple t-shirts for himself. When people showed interest in his designs, he realized the opportunity to create a clothing brand that offered stylish basics, catapulting his hobby into a thriving fashion empire.

Turning Failure into Success: Walt Disney's first animation studio went bankrupt. While many would have given up, Disney saw an opportunity to learn from his mistakes and create a new, revolutionary entertainment venture. The result? The birth of Mickey Mouse and the eventual establishment of the global Disney empire.

Networking: Opportunities often lie within our social circles. A chance encounter at a networking event led to the founding of YouTube when Steve Chen, Chad Hurley, and Jawed Karim connected with early PayPal employees who provided funding for their video-sharing platform.

You can train yourself to spot opportunities in the most unexpected places. The examples shared above show that success often comes from recognizing potential in everyday situations.

How to train your mind to spot opportunities:

1. Actively Listen: Listen to what the other person is saying. Avoid interrupting or preoccupying your mind with what you will say next. Paying full attention allows you to pick up on cues, insights, and potential areas of mutual interest.

2. Identify Pain Points: While you are listening, look for challenges or frustrations the other person may mention.These pain points could represent opportunities for you to provide a solution or offer assistance.

3. Explore people's Interests: Discover the other person's passions and interests. You might find common ground, or their interests might spark ideas for potential collaborations or projects.

4. Ask Questions: Ask open-ended questions that encourage the other person to share more about themselves and their goals. Ask them about their aspirations and how they plan to achieve them. Seeing how people arrive from one point to another will better help you exercise your minds and use problem solving strategies as a way of looking at things moving forward.

5. Be Curious: Approach conversations with a curious and open mindset. Be receptive to new ideas and different perspectives.

6. Networking: Use conversations as an opportunity to network and build relationships. Meaningful connections often lead to new opportunities down the road, whether it's a job opportunity, collabs, or a chance to participate in new projects.

7. Body Language: Pay attention to non-verbal cues and body language. Sometimes, opportunities can be inferred from the other person's gestures, expressions, or tone of voice.

8. Problem-Solving and Offering Help: If the conversation veers towards a problem the other person is facing, think about how you might be able to help.

9. Be Proactive: Don't be afraid to share your own aspirations and ideas during the conversation. Sometimes, expressing your interests and goals can lead you to opportunities when the other person sees potential in working with you in some capacity.

10. Following-Up and Staying Connected: After a productive conversation, make an effort to follow up and stay connected. This can potentially lead to more opportunities as you continue to build a better relationship with the other person.

[charles-leclerizz]

AISHA PATEL

"You walk a fine line between beautifully macabre and uncharacteristically psychotic."

AP77 🇮🇳

Nickname : Phataka [hindi : Firework]

Born : April 13 2002

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First and only child of Priya Patel & Arham Patel, both Indian born adults.

ESTP

Slytherin

Neutral Evil

Aries Sun , Leo Moon , Gemini Rising

[NOTE!: Thank you so so much to @witchthewriter for natal chart lessons, Hogwarts house, MBTI and the Moral alignment, links and in depth explanations. Made making this character sketch, so much fun!]

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Interviews

VOGUE - Racing in Style: Aisha Patel's Fashion Journey

GQ - The Gentleman Racer: Aisha Patel's Grooming Tips

ESQUIRE - Beyond the Checkered Flag: Aisha Patel's Life Off the Track

HARPERS BAZAAR - Beauty Beyond Borders: Aisha Patel's Global Perspective

ELLE - Breaking Barriers: Aisha Patel's Impact on Motorsport

VANITY FAIR - Driven to Succeed: Aisha Patel's Philanthropic Vision

ROLLING STONE - The Soundtrack of Speed: Aisha Patel's Musical Influences

PEOPLE - Family First: Aisha Patel's Personal Journey

TOWN & COUNTRY - Luxury Living with Aisha Patel: Racing in

INTERVIEW MAGAZINE - Artistic Vision: Aisha Patel's Creative Perspective

ALLURE - Trackside Beauty Secrets with Aisha Patel

ARCHITECTURAL DIGEST - Home Sweet Home: Inside Aisha Patel's Racing Residence

FOOD & WINE - Fueling Victory: Aisha Patel's Race Day Recipes

ENTREPRENEUR - Driving Success: Aisha Patel's Business Ventures

TRAVEL + LEISURE - Globetrotting with Aisha Patel: Racing Around the World

HEALTH - Mindful Racing: Aisha Patel's Mental Fitness Routine

FASHIONISTA - Trackside Trends: Aisha Patel's Racing Fashion Forecast

TECH CRUNCH - Driving Innovation: Aisha Patel's Tech-Savvy Approach

TIME - Racing Against Time: Aisha Patel's Journey to Success

OPRAH MAGAZINE - The Power of Positivity: Aisha Patel's Inspirational Story

Introduction

Aisha Patel, born and raised in the United Kingdom to Indian immigrants, Priya and Arham has finally made it to the big leagues! Having nurtured an intense interest in racing and motorsport, often watching Formula One races with her family, her long-time dream is finally coming true.

Her parents, much like most Asians, tried to push their daughter into a more stable profession but soon relented as they watched her skill grow and her flame burn like an inferno.

When it came out that Porsche would be replacing the beloved Haas F1 team on the grid, she jumped at the chance, displaying her racing skills in F3 & F2 by dominating the podiums and impressing a talent scout who hand-picked her for the spot.

Aisha is an ambitious woman, determined and headstrong as she blazes through any blockages that may present themselves whilst consistently pushing herself to the limit both on and off of the track.

Her confidence is infectious as she holds her own candle, always perfecting her skillset whilst embarking on her travels to becoming the first South Asian woman to win a World Drivers Championship. Yet, she remains humble, remembering her roots and maintains a down-to-earth persona that embraces all of those around her.

Driving style

Aisha's driving style is ruthless and aggressive, she becomes a killer when on track as the adrenaline fills her up to her ears and all she can think of being first and staying first.

Although, the young driver has also proven herself to being one of the most calculated on the grid, maintaining her killer instincts whilst upholding an ice cold strategy, whether her race engineers like it or not. She can easily adapt to different tracks and wastes no time in becoming one with the tarmac beneath her wheels.

Yet, she still needs to mature her driving sense, sometimes some fights are not worth it and are not worth sacrificing a front wing for. Her predator like rivalries can sometimes leak over into post-race cool downs, and it has been observed, one too many times that she has been squaring up drivers who made, in her words, "A wrong fucking move, and cost [her] a podium." despite their seasoned years in the game, and her lack thereof.

Radio Snippets

[NOTE! : Graphic created by me [@charles-leclerizz]]

📍Australia, Melbourne

⎯ AP77 : “Guys, is it just me, or did I just see a kangaroo trying to overtake me? What's the strategy for dealing with wildlife on the track?”

📍Monaco, Monte Carlo

⎯ AP77 : “Can someone remind me which one is the gas pedal and which one is the brake? I feel like I'm playing Dance Dance Revolution with these hairpins.”

📍Canada, Montreal

⎯ AP77 : “These curves are more confusing than deciphering my ex's cryptic texts. Can we dial up some clarity with the next strategy update-”

📍Austria, Spielberg:

⎯ AP77 : “Yodeled my way through the last turn like a true Alpine pro. Can we add some lederhosen decals for good luck?”

📍Italy, Monza:

⎯ AP77 : “These curbs are bumpier than a rollercoaster. Can we add some extra suspension or a chiropractor on standby?”

📍Japan, Suzuka:

⎯ AP77 : “Think I found Godzilla's cousin on Turn 3. Can we arrange a family reunion after the race?”

📍USA, Austin:

⎯ AP77 : “Can we paint the car like a cowboy hat for the next race? Yeehaw vibes for extra speed.”

📍Brazil, Interlagos:

⎯ AP77 : “I may have mistaken the Senna S for a dance floor. Can we get some rhythm in the next set of turns?”

📍Mexico, Mexico City:

⎯ AP77 : “Trying to break the lap record to earn a lifetime supply of tacos. ”

📍Belgium, Spa-Francorchamps:

⎯ AP77 : “Eau Rouge, more like Eau Confusion with all these ups and downs. Can we add a rollercoaster warning sign for the next lap? ”

📍Netherlands, Zandvoort:

⎯ AP77 : “Feeling more like I'm dodging tulips than racing on a track. Can we add some windmills for the full Dutch experience? Over.”

honourary tags [for special pookies] : @disneyprincemuke, @weekendlusting, @woozarts, @mellowarcadefun.

[luna-azzurra]

Romantic Writing Prompts ( ++Drama++)

1. Write about a young woman torn between two compelling love interests: a charming, carefree artist and a sophisticated, successful entrepreneur, as she navigates the complexities of her heart and ultimately must make a difficult choice.

2. Imagine a protagonist who falls deeply in love with a mysterious stranger she meets on a whirlwind vacation, only to discover upon returning home that he is engaged to her best friend, leading to a tangled web of emotions and difficult decisions.

3. Tell the story of a rising star in the fashion industry who falls in love with her enigmatic mentor, only to discover a shocking secret that threatens to destroy their relationship and her dreams of success.

4. Create a protagonist who becomes entangled in a love triangle with her childhood sweetheart and a captivating newcomer to her small town, causing tensions to rise, friendships to fracture, and hearts to break.

5. Write about a protagonist who enters into a passionate but tumultuous relationship with a notorious bad boy, as they navigate the highs and lows of their connection, confronting their own demons and learning the true meaning of love and forgiveness.

6. Imagine a young woman who is forced to choose between her stable, comfortable relationship with her longtime boyfriend and the intense, undeniable chemistry she shares with a charismatic stranger, leading to heart-wrenching consequences and personal growth.

7. Tell the story of a forbidden love affair between two individuals from rival families or social classes, as they face societal pressures, family expectations, and their own desires in a battle for their love and happiness.

8. Create a protagonist who is engaged to a wealthy, well-connected partner but finds herself falling for a compassionate, down-to-earth humanitarian, forcing her to confront her own values, ambitions, and the true desires of her heart.

9. Write about a young woman who is haunted by a past love, as she reunites with her former flame years later, reigniting a fiery connection and forcing her to confront unresolved feelings and the consequences of choices made long ago.

10. Imagine a protagonist who must navigate a web of jealousy, betrayal, and fierce competition in a high-stakes beauty pageant or talent competition, where friendships are tested, secrets are exposed, and love becomes a dangerous game.

[honeysylvan]

Aiko Shimizu for @dreambot's Lovers Rock BC Challenge!

Cringe video game streamer and wannabe idol! More info under the cut 🩷

BIOGRAPHICAL

Name: Aiko Shimizu Age: 23 Pronouns: she/her Gender: Woman Sexuality: Bisexual Ethnicity: Japanese Traits*: Cringe, Lovebug, Geek, Music Lover, Animal Enthusiast + Gregarious Additional Traits: Happy Infant, Happy Toddler, Practiced Host, Compassionate, Irresponsible, Chopstick Savvy, The Knowledge, Night Owl Aspiration: World-Famous Celebrity Degree: N/A Career: Pro-Gamer (Video Game Streamer) Celebrity Level: Rising Star ★★✩✩✩ Celebrity Perks: Corporate Partnership, Influencer, Noticeable Celebrity Quirks: A Stan! Lifestyle(s): Techi Likes & Dislikes:  Activity - Acting, Comedy, Dancing, Media Production, Mischief, Photography, Romance Skill, Singing, Video Gaming | Bowling, Fishing, Research & Debate, Rocket Science Color - Pink | Orange Conversation Topics - Affection, Compliments, Discussing Hobbies, Gossip, Jokes, Physical Intimacy, Silly Behavior | Arguments, Deception, Malicious Interactions, Potty Humor Sim Characteristics - Funny Sims, Idealist Sims, Pet Enthusiasts, Spirited Sims | Argumentative Sims, Nature Enthusiasts, Pessimistic Sims Music Genre - Classical Music, Pop Music, Romance Music, S-Pop Music, Winter Holiday Music | Americana Music, METAL MUSIC, Ranch Music, Strange Tunes Turn-Ons & Turn-Offs:  Way of Life - Interpersonal, Media & Technology, Performer, Sense of Humor | Engineering, Taken Characteristics - Emotional Decision Makers, Idealist, Optimistic, Pet Enthusiast, Spirited | Ambitionless, Argumentative, Messy Romance Styles - Affection, Gift Giving, Physical Intimacy, WooHoo | N/A Hair Color - Auburn Hair, Black Hair, Blonde Hair, Brown Hair, Hot Pink Hair, Orange Hair, Platinum Hair, Red Hair | Gray Hair Outfit Color - Black Clothes, Blue Clothes, Red Clothes | Brown Clothes, Orange Clothes Fashion - Costumes | N/A Skills: Acting - 6 | Baking - 3 | Charisma - 7 | Comedy - 5 | Dancing - 3 | Entrepreneur - 5 | Logic - 6 | Media Production - 4 | Mischief - 5 | Photography - 4 | Programming - 6 | Romance - 4 | Singing - 8 | Video Gaming - 9 | Wellness - 4

STORY

Like so many children, when Aiko was a kid she dreamed of becoming a world-famous pop star. Unlike so many adults, Aiko never grew out of that dream.

When Aiko was four and growing up in Mt. Komorebi, she saw her first S-pop idol performing on TV. She was instantly hooked and knew she wanted that to be her life, and knew that one day her wish would be fulfilled.

Except, it wasn’t.

Aiko was just a little bit too… weird to become a popular, successful, palatable idol, not to mention her complete lack of drive. She might’ve wanted the idol life, but between her cringe-y humor, obsession with all things nerdy, and chronic lack of responsibility, Aiko never got the life she dreamed. At least, not yet. Despite being 23—nearly retirement age for idols—and having zero experience, she’s convinced that someday, she’ll be recognized as the talent she is and finally, finally make it to stardom.

That’s not to say she has no experience in the spotlight, because she does—just not as an idol. Aiko’s obsessive love of “nerdy” hobbies ended up paying off for her when she started a video game streaming channel and managed to secure a decent following. Her “weird” behavior and lackadaisical personality—traits that were points against her in the idol world—came off surprisingly endearing on-screen, and she quickly rose to minor-celebrity status on SimTube and other streaming platforms.

But while Aiko might enjoy her life as a streamer far more than she’d expected, her newfound fame is, to her, simply a means to an end—the chance for her childhood dream to finally be made a reality. Perhaps, if she amasses a big enough following, she can finally secure an agent… and what better way to boost her popularity than to apply to the hit new dating show, Lovers Rock?

FUN FACTS

Is a very eclectic gamer—she loves a wide variety of video game genres, though her favorites are single-player RPGs

One of her signatures is that she’ll try any game at least once. This leads her fans to rally and mass-suggest the strangest games they can find, especially since somehow she always manages to make them entertaining to watch

Moved from Mt. Komorebi to San Myshuno the day she turned 18

Despite desperately wanting to be an idol, she’s too irresponsible to actually put the work in to even try. She sort of tripped into being a semi-successful streamer

Had a great childhood and very loving parents, who support her dream but are pretty clueless about “idols” and “streamers”

Is an only child and was spoiled rotten

A hopeless romantic who wants a whirlwind romance to sweep her off her feet. But she’s never had a relationship that’s lasted more than a couple months…

Is very affectionate (physically and verbally) and kind. While she seems like she’d be self-centered, she isn’t—just a bit delusional about her lifelong dream. When it comes down to it, she’s a good person!

Is actually quite good at singing, and a passable dancer, so she wouldn’t actually make a bad idol in that regard

LOVES animals, and owns one very affectionate cat

Her favorite animal is cows, and her favorite fruit is strawberries, so she decided to embody the “strawberry cow” aesthetic as much as possible

Despite wanting to be a pop star, her favorite type of music is actually show tunes

*I use the More Traits in CAS mod, but the first 3 personality traits (cringe, geek, lovebug) alone work just fine!

If you read this far... omg thank you so much LOL

Private DL if chosen!

[itsror9]

Help Mohammad's Family Evacuate from Gaza

“Over the past two years, my life journey has shifted from a tale of digital marketing success on social media platforms and Google to one marked by renewed challenges. Losing my job, along with essential equipment and contracts disrupted by internet outages, has set me back to square one, with a loss totaling around $3000. I’m Mohammed and this is my story.

Residing in Gaza, my family has weathered the storms of unjust wars and oppression. We had lost our home in the 2014 war, and after much difficulty in compensating for that loss, we faced a new setback in 2023 war on Gaza, losing everything we had recently acquired (our home, jobs and even our neighbourhood that had completely wiped out). We're now seven individuals without a real shelter, currently residing in displacement areas in the southern part of Gaza Strip that is unsuitable for living. We have no way even to return; everything is destroyed and we cannot even find away to stay alive! I spend my whole day thinking about my family and if we will survive this unbearable and unimaginable situation in this chaotic world. Hence, l started this crowdfunding campaign to help them out and find away to save their lives apart of the never-ending bombardments and military airplanes as my father needs an urgent treatment abroad after being injured in our house bombing. There are still fragments in his body that haven't been removed due to a lack of medical services and equipments.

My immediate family involves: Ismail Mahmoud (father), Iman Mohamed (mother), Areej (sister), Israa (sister), Mustafa (brother), and Abdul Rahman (little brother), a 14-year-old student whose educational pursuits were abruptly halted, depriving him of opportunities in English language learning and programming activities.

Israa, serving as both a STEM Lab Trainer and chemistry teacher, stands out in her ability to engage children in practical and enjoyable science education, guiding them through contemporary projects in artificial intelligence and evolution.

Mustafa, a young fashion entrepreneur, launched his clothing store in 2021 with a passion for style. Sadly, he faced a devastating setback, losing over $10,000. Now, he's determined to rebuild from scratch and restore his livelihood despite all the damage around. You can make a difference in his journey to recovery by supporting him in so many ways.

If you look deeply at my family, you’ll foresee how successful we were before this war!

Thus, The dire conditions in refugee camps pose an imminent threat, compelling us to seek refuge for my family to rebuild our lives with dignity and security. Therefore, We hope to raise over $70,000 for a safe life and to start a new dignified life from scratch again, including $40,000 to ensure our safe passage through the Rafah crossing, where the cost of crossing ranges between $5000 and $7000 per person. This will enable us to continue our professional lives and education without fear or terror.

Your donation, no matter how small, can have a significant impact in saving a family that has endured multiple wars and seeks safety. Thanks for showing love and support!”

[otteranha]

Hitch AU where modern day, grown up Steve is dating coach. He teaches people, initially a lot of straight cis men but his client base is all word of mouth and he is known for being one of the first professional dating coaches who doesn’t care about gender, gender presentation, orientation or anything except that his clients be respectful and genuinely interested in connecting with others. Really he just loves love and helping people find each other.

Steve’s reputation skyrockets after his most famous success story goes viral: clinically anxious, socially awkward photographer Jonathan Byers is hired to shoot fashion model-turned-entrepreneur Argyle (one name, like Cher) for the cover of Forbes 30 under 30 issue celebrating Argyle’s pizza and edibles company (they cause and cure the munchies in one convenient service) going public, and he falls hard for his adorable, hilarious, impossibly sweet subject but was too shy to make a move. So he turns to Steve Harrington for help and three months later he and Argyle are living together.

None of which is any help in his own dating life. Steve himself hasn’t felt that connection, that spark he’s so good at nurturing in other peoples relationships in years. Until his most important request ever: Steve’s platonic soulmate Robin has fallen for Chrissy Cunningham, the girl who literally plays Cinderella in the city’s yearly parade. While helping Robin plan how to shoot her shot, Steve meets Chrissy’s bff Eddie and that magnetic pull that’s been missing from his other interactions comes raring to life. But as suave as he is teaching others, Steve is totally out of his depth with Eddie. Falling over himself, planning romantic outings that fail utterly, just absolutely no game.

[miracleandplagueau]

First batch of chapters revealed! ✦✦✦ Miracle and Plague

Someone asked me If I was going share them a LONG time ago, but I've had other projects to focus on + tumblr has been unbearable recently with their shitty changes (besides I totaly did not forget), but I'm finally revealing the first 1/3 of the story. The least chaotic part :)

By the way, things may change while I fully write those things out, but this is the rough outline of how I want Miracle and Plague to go. As you can see, there are a few episodes moved from the season 2 to here in order to establish new characters or set up something for the future without stretching the episodes to 5 seasons hehe

I'd be glad to answer a thing or two about the specific episodes If someone would be interested :) At least in regards to this part, because the future ones will be much more spoilery haha

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"Season 1" is more or less a section filled with of introductions and preparations for future arcs and heavier development such as Chloe's road to redeeming herself, Adrien rebelling against his father's mistreatment and Gabriel's slow descend from being just a disruption to Paris' everyday lives to straight up mass destruction and disorder just to get what he wants.

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[1] Heartstone [Origins | Part 1]

Jiayi Dupan-Cheing and Adrien Agreste are on their way to their school on the first day of September before something breaks out in the middle of class - a monster. Everyone is evacuated as the creatures wrecks havoc upon Paris. Arriving to their homes, they find something that has not been there before.

[2] Wonderbug and Chat Noir [Origins | Part 2]

After Heartstone's first defeat, the plague of infectious butterflies appears and continues to spread through fearsome residents of Paris. Unfortunately for Jiayi, only her and her new partner can stop the villain from destroying the city of love.

[3] Stormy weather

Despite the success of stopping the "first big wave", the butterflies seem to have no intention of disappearing. To make the matters worse, they have found themselves a new target - an unfulfilled weather girl, humiliated in front of everyone.

[4] Mr. Pigeon

A new local fashion contest have caught Jiayi's attention and she's detemined to add it to her long list of "jobs well done". Meanwhile, a old pigeon fanatic continues to fight with the law to aid his companions in need.

[5] The Bubbler

Despite Adrien's birthday coming up, Gabriel is too busy managing his job and the new secret hobby. However, Nino will not stand for it and fights for his best friend's happiness. Who would've thought that clashing with a highly successful entrepreneur won't end nicely?

[6] Lady Wifi

Alya's new hero blog gains MUCH popularity and with it, fuels Alya's fascination with the idenitites of Paris' masked fighters. She discovers Chloe's secret hobby, which in turn gets her suspended from school until further notice.

[7] Refekta

It's time for class photo shoot and Juleka is nervous about her bad luck with those events. As she predicted, things go south with Chloe being unsatisfied about her position in the photo and prevents Juleka for being in the photo at all.

[8] Horrificator

The class is working on a short movie for a small festival, but a certain person is extremely dissatisfied with her role in the creation of it. Disrupting the filming, Chloe causes one of the lead actors to become akumatized and trap the class in a hyper-realistic version of the movie itself.

[9] Copycat

With the heroes of Paris gaining more traction, one of the local sculptors creates a stunning piece as a tribute to Wonderbug and Chat Noir. However, one of the heroes doesn't show up which greatly disappoints the artist.

[10] Timebreaker

Alix is racing Kim as a challenge and Jiayi is put in charge of creating the banner. Meanwhile, Alix is given a precious family heirloom and passes it over to Alya for safekeeping. Things go terribly wrong and the clock end up in the severs, presumably damaged as well.

[10] The Evilustrator

One of Jiayi's classmates seems to have a big crush on her, but what he doesn't realize is that she isn't very interested. As the day goes on, Nathaniel ends up getting humiliated by Chloe who exposes the contents of his sketchbook to everyone.

[11] The mime

[Work in progress; changing the sub-plot of the episode]

[12] The Pharaoh

Alya drags Jiayi to the museum after hearing that the study of Ancient Egipt seem to have been connected to the heroes of Paris. As the progress further into the exibit, both heroes discover something new about the boxes that arrived along with their magical artifacts.

[13] Gamer

Max is entering a gaming contest and proudly prokes his classmates to fight with him in the game itself. Unfortunately for him, Adrien beats him easily and as per the dare's rules, now is the one entering the contest in Max's place. What he doesn't say out loud is that it wasn't his intetion to do so, but when Jiayi convinces him to tell the truth, It's already a bit too late.

[14] Captain Hardlock

Juleka, Rose and others wish to pursue a small side project by creating their own band. Meanwhile, an old friend of Jiayi sails back into Paris in order to assist his sibling with some expertise on the subject. Unfortunately, there's one more family member that can't help, but stick his nose where he shouldn't.

[15] Scarabella [Part 1]

With different events, contests piling up and management of the two sides of her life being too hard to control, Jiayi is completely burnt out and exhausted. Despite the warnings from her friends and family, she overworks herself completely and is unable to fulfill her duty as a hero. In this case, she decides to try and repeat what she did the first time she received the magical earrings - pass the identity to her trusted friend, at least for the time being. Yet Monarch notices the shift in the dynamic and decides to seize the opportunity.

[16] Huli Jing [Part 2]

Noticing that her partner and friend are at a much bigger risk than initally anticipated, Jiayi runs to Master Fu for help. Meanwhile, as the two face against the revealed villain, a new friend appears to assist them in an escape.

[17] Befana

After the events of Scarabella, Jiayi finally promises to take a small break and be more careful with the amount of work she takes on. Unfortunately for her, the news of the winning contestant fainting on stage has spread all over and took the attention of someone who Jiayi wishes she never had to face again. Just in time for her own birthday as well.

[18] Antibug

Seeing two separate ladybug heroes in action, Chloe becomes much persistent and brave, always running to where the villain is in order to assist the heroes. As expected, nothing good comes out of it. Eventualy, her best friend Sabrina gets akumatized as a result of her actions and a chain of events ensues...

[19] Glaciator

Chat Noir decides to invite Wonderbug to a little date, but doesn't seem to be taking a hint. In the meantime, Ague the Ice-Cream man goes through a major crisis that puts a target on his back.

[20] Zombiezou

It's teacher appreciation day at our heroes' school and coincidentally also their favorite teacher's birthday! All of classmates have prepared a little something, except for Chloe. Her excuses only wreck more disorder among the class which attracts the attention of a certain someone.

[21] Guitar Villain

After noticing Jiayi's work for his daughter's band, Jagged Stone commissions her to create a cover for his brand new album. As per the entertainment industry however, his rival and manager seem very eager to rob him of his original approach to rock n roll.

[22] Gigafan

With news of real life superheroes spreading across the globe, many tourists come by only to see Wonderbug and Chat Noir in action. One of those people is especially unbearable and persistent in having Wonderbug notice her presence.

[23] Rogercop

It's bring your parent to school day and quite literally NOTHING goes according to plan. Chloe wrecks havoc upon every single classmate of hers when her priced bracelet goes missing, including her close friend.

[24] Volpina

Just as Jiayi thought that Lila only came in to reconcile, she could not be more wrong as she pops back up again and wrecks more chaos, putting her in many uncomfortable situations. Just as you'd think she was done for, she accepts Monarch's call and begins to disrupt the lives of everyone in Paris.

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REMOVED EPISODES + REASONING:

Princess Fragrance -- The villain is great overall, but the circumstances of meeting Master Fu for the first time have changed significantlya and Its nothing but a filler

The Puppeteer - Not only does it not include any important lore (except for introducing Navia from the TV network), but also Jiayi is not going to be a babysitter

Pixelator - Cool episode, but filler and exposition only

The Collector - Not possible with changes in power system, concept used for something else in the future

Animan - Filler with focus on Alya and Nino

Kung Food - Filler where Chloe is just showing what a bitch she is

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[sims-galore]

Monterra

Monterra, my new Beverly Hills inspired neighborhood! (clean unpopulated version)

this neighborhood includes many community lots including, multiple clubs, multiple restaurants, A grand Hotel, many clothing stores, a 6 story department store, a salon, cafe, bank, church, 6 different apartment lots ranging from starter to luxury, including a trailer park and penthouses, many mansions, many middle class and starter homes, and 2 parks!

this has been a work in progress for many months and i hope you enjoy!

Neighborhood bio:

“Monterra exudes an air of sophistication and luxury. Lush tree-lined streets guide you through a meticulously planned community where stunning mansions, elegant townhouses, and stylish apartments coexist harmoniously.

Monterra's residents are a diverse mix of successful individuals, renowned celebrities, and influential entrepreneurs, all seeking the epitome of the high life. From fashion designers to Business moguls, the neighborhood buzzes with creativity, innovation, and endless possibilities.

Immerse yourself in the exclusive shopping districts, pamper yourself at the lavish spas, or simply indulge in a gourmet meal at one of the many five-star restaurants. Monterra promises a life of privilege, prestige, and extraordinary moments at every turn. Whether you're sipping champagne poolside, attending glamorous galas, or strolling through impeccably manicured parks, Monterra is where dreams come true and the pursuit of greatness begins.”

Version is checked with hood checker and is clean. Included in the download is the required CC which is only doors and windows and maxis recolors.

to download simply:

Unzip file

move “M550” into your

<documents <EA games <sims 2 <neighborhoods

and plop “Monterra CC” into

<documents <EA games <sims 2 <downloads

And enjoy!

[archiveofkloss]

Karlie Kloss may be a New Yorker now, but she remains very conscious of her Missouri roots—connecting it to everything from what she knows about nutrition to why she’s passionate about preserving abortion access.

“I grew up in the middle of Missouri,” the 31-year-old Kloss, a model, activist, entrepreneur, and parent of two with husband Joshua Kushner, tells Fortune. “And I think I only ate packaged, processed food pretty much my entire life, until moving to New York, and then slowly being introduced to, like, a green juice.”

So while she just signed on to a new campaign for Thorne supplements, something she’s “proud” and “excited” to be a part of, she says that “this campaign is about finding your own way to wellness,” and that’s something she can relate to. 

As a young adult, Kloss says, “I feel like I really had to relearn how to properly eat food.” She eventually came to understand that while her job may often rely on how she looks, “I feel like a different person when I am taking care of myself from the inside out.” 

That includes taking a daily B complex supplement for energy (“instead of needing to get a vitamin drip,” she says) as well as Thorne’s Memoractiv, a blend of ashwagandha and ginkgo for focus and energy. “I’m pretty religious about remembering to take my vitamins,” she says.

Also in her wellness routine: running, Pilates, and virtual workouts with Madison Rose; and eating “whole foods, lean protein, a ton of vegetables, and trying to remember to drink as much water as I can.” (But, she adds, she loves pasta and has a sweet tooth, explaining, “I kind of eat, like, full-spectrum.”)

Kloss says it’s taken her a while to find herself, and to find work—as well as issues to align herself with—that have true meaning. 

“I’ve been working since I’m 15 years old. I grew up in the Midwest and had this Cinderella-like story of kind of an overnight success in fashion. I just chased this crazy career, and continued to ride the wave of where it took me, and I am really grateful for that,” she says, reflecting on her profession as a cover girl and runway model, including as a Victoria’s Secret Angel from 2013 to 2015. 

She stepped down from that to attend New York University and chase other pursuits, later telling British Vogue, “I didn’t feel it was an image that was truly reflective of who I am and the kind of message I want to send to young women around the world about what it means to be beautiful.” 

Now, she tells Fortune, “There’s a lot of things that I really had to grow into—like just who my authentic self was, to be honest. I think being a model at such a young age, I was a blank canvas for other people to kind of project their ideas onto … I loved being that chameleon. But I think a real turning point for me was wanting to just more authentically be who I am in all facets of my life.”

That journey is still ongoing, she says, particularly in the work she’s done with Kode With Klossy, offering tech-learning opportunities for teen girls, and with Gateway Coalition, which she founded as a way to help direct resources to midwest doctors and clinics providing reproductive healthcare including abortion. 

“I feel so grateful for the opportunity through my career as a model—and for social media, which developed along the way—to give me a platform … just on my own accord, and to have a voice for people, especially young women,” she says. 

That’s especially true when it comes to Kloss’s abortion-access advocacy work. “Abortion is part of reproductive health care and is a basic human right, in my personal opinion. I do not believe it should be politicized. It is a deeply personal decision and choice that any one should have the right to make for themselves. That is my belief.”

This is where Missouri comes into the picture again for Kloss, who notes that it “is a state that, six minutes after Roe was overturned, had a trigger law that went into effect—and so all my friends and family back home in Missouri were immediately affected.”

It’s what “really set me on a path of understanding what that meant for someone seeking care and the hoops they would have to jump through.” And it sparked her realization about “the frontline upholding access to abortion care or pap smears or breast cancer screenings—like, there’s an enormous amount of care that’s provided at these clinics beyond and besides just abortion. So when you limit access to that local community care, there are actually so many other implications.”

Of course much of her focus now is on parenting her two kids, Levi Joseph, 3, and Elijah Jude, 1, and on honoring her shifting priorities and perspectives.

“Not now that I have kids, and I know how picky I was, I’m sure my parents really tried to get us to eat proper food,” she reflects. “And as a mother, I really want to instill healthy habits,” she adds, suggesting she’s well on her way there with her younger one, who devours “every fruit and vegetable you put in front of him.”

[laurfilijames]

Lust and Lace

Pairing: Evan Lace x female reader

Words: 4,151

Warnings: Rated E, 18+. Swearing, mentions of infidelity, drugs and prostitution. Unprotected intercourse.

Summary: Being with Evan Lace has always been an unattainable dream, until he loses everything while at the same time he gains exactly what he's needed.

A/N: This story may contain some spoilers to the episodes of Westside that Dean is in, but will not follow the plot closely (especially not how it ends for Evan 😭) If anyone would like to know more about the show or his character please feel free to message me!

I have fallen hard for this character, and to those of you who have watched him in this series, it may seem ooc but I just wanted to give this man some love. He deserved better.

Also the moustache.

Prompts used were Evan Lace, "We're not done here." and Mirror Sex.

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Women wanted him. Men wanted to be him. And even more wanted to see him fail.

Evan Lace was a prick. A rich, selfish, business man who made most of his success by doing dirty deals with the other higher-ups in Auckland, and just as many with the scum who were the real ones to make the world go 'round; not hesitating to assist in something shady or illegal in order to take money out of one rich hand only to place it in another.

You were stuck in between; a waitress at a high-end restaurant lounge where Evan frequented with the other sports car driving dicks who treated you like dirt, and had grown up in the shitty end of the city where they would never dare venture aside to get their drugs or visit their favourite prostitute.

But for years Evan had held a level of respect toward you, always flashing a knowing smile that peaked out from beneath his moustache and showed the dimples on his smooth cheeks, his blue eyes lingering on your face that burned hot from his glare as you waited on him weekly. It was unspoken and inactive, but there was something that lay in wait; a deep, mutual yearning that sat on scales and threatened to tip in your favour.

Today was the same as any other; stealing glances at each other while the others at the table - including his fiancé, Joanne - were sucked into boring conversations about the latest designer fashion or art or whose yacht they would take around the harbor on the next hot day.

"Get me out of here," he whispered as you leaned across to refill his water glass, trying your hardest to disguise your smile, the proximity of his face to your chest making you swelter.

His eyes remained fixed on you as you retreated and moved to stand between the fat, balding car dealer and some other privileged man beside him, no one the wiser to Evan currently undressing you in his mind.

Still, nothing had ever come to fruition between you, not wanting to cross the already-toyed with line of being a complete sinner in life - even considering he had cheated on his first wife with the current woman dangling off his arm - but you couldn't deny it was something you had desired since the moment you met the smooth-talking entrepreneur.

Taking a quick break between serving their many courses, you peered at yourself in the bathroom mirror and prayed their meal would soon come to an end, hardly feeling capable of keeping your hands or mouth to yourself each time you had to bring or retrieve something from their table; the tension between you and Evan blatantly obvious to everyone but the self-absorbed idiots he was forced to rub elbows with to keep money pooling into his bank account.

It was just your luck when Joanne and her posse of high-maintenance women strolled into the bathroom, their disapproving stares at you making an automatic smile break out on your face despite the irritation you felt inside. You refused to give them the satisfaction of leaving right away, and lingered as you reapplied some lip balm and fixed your hair.

"Where are you and Evan headed this weekend, then?" One woman asked Joanne who fluffed her too-poofy hair and picked out an obnoxious shade of hot-pink lipstick to cake on her unfaithful lips.

"Nowhere," she drawled, smirking at her friend in the mirror. "I am going away, but he is staying home. I need a break from him," she said quietly, almost as if to herself. "...need a new man to play with."

Her friends broke out in a cackling laughter, and she easily joined in, making it clear that not an ounce of shame filled her for cheating - for what you knew was not the first time - on her fiancé who chose to stay faithful despite what he truly wanted or how he felt.

You gave a curt nod and another fake smile as you excused yourself to squeeze past the shoulder pads of their neon-coloured clothes, hearing them continue on as the door swung back and forth while you stood on the other side of it.

"I thought you were fucking that young lad who works for him?"

"I am!"

You sighed and shook your head, glancing over to see Evan looking down as he wrote out the cheque to cover the entire table, knowing he would be giving you a lavish tip and that the company he kept didn't deserve an ounce of his generosity or attention. His features looked bored and withdrawn as he settled back into his chair after putting his pen back in the pocket of his jacket, and like many other times before, his eyes found yours across the room.

Did he know of her infidelity? He had to, you told yourself, moving over to the bar to polish wine glasses with a cloth as you lost yourself in thought. It wasn't as though she was exactly subtle, and as far as you were aware he had kept his hands to himself for the most part during their relationship. If he knew and was unhappy, why did he stay?

"Ah, the mysteries of the rich!" Your coworker said to you as he came up from behind, having caught you staring as they all collected their expensive suit jackets and overpriced purses from the chairs they sat too comfortably in.

You hummed in response, unable to say anything else, and sensing your unease, your friend spoke instead.

"Why don't you take off, eh? You've been here long enough today. I'll finish up and see you tomorrow."

"Ta," you thanked, genuinely, setting down the cloth as you removed your apron.

The sun was just beginning to set as you stepped outside and walked slowly to your car, enjoying the warmth on your face before it disappeared. To your surprise, you looked up to see Evan leaning against your old, rusty sedan, his freshly waxed, white Audi parked beside it an alarming contrast. He looked perfect, his tailored suit hugging his form, his wavy hair highlighted in the golden hour of the day, the lines around his eyes showing through behind the rim of his brand-name sunglasses.

"You're too expensive to be seen sitting on that car," you joked, making him chuckle and stand so he could turn slightly to look at it, pulling his shades down to rest on the bridge of his nose.

"Eh, it's not half-bad," he claimed, trying to flatter you rather than patronize you.

"Is there something I can help you with?" you asked, your brows knitted together as you watched his grin fade and he tilted his head to squint at you after removing his sunglasses.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I know Joanne and her friends can be kind of nasty…" He placed his hands on his hips, wincing slightly with what had to be embarrassment for his bitchy to-be wife.

You laughed out of annoyance, realizing her and her clique must have been making remarks about you when they returned to the table.

Doing a quick survey of the area to check for any signs of her, you asked dryly; "Where is she now?"

"Oh, probably sucking some idiot's cock," he said, too nonchalantly given the topic, waving a hand in the air.

"Why are you with her, Evan?"

Almost nervously, he kicked a stone with his polished shoe and tucked his lip in his teeth, his moustache twitching slightly as he scrunched up his face and forced himself to look at you.

"It's easy? She sticks around…knows the game…" He looked at you earnestly, placing his hands on his hips again before giving an unknowing shrug. "I loved her."

"That's past-tense, Evan."

He nodded, and his tongue darted out nervously to lick the hair on his upper lip.

"Yeah, well-"

"She doesn't love you," you finally blurted, not worrying or caring if your blatancy would cause an outburst from him or for whatever "thing" you had between you to go up in smoke despite the flame barely being ignited. You took a step toward him, your hand landing on his forearm to give it a gentle squeeze. "You deserve better. Even you know you and her shouldn't be together."

His face turned stoic and you watched his cheeks flinch as he clenched his teeth together and exhaled deeply through his nose.

"It's not that simple," he stated, his tone almost angry as he tried to convince himself his engagement to Joanne was something it wasn't.

His blue eyes danced back and forth as they bore into yours, and he drew even closer to your body, making your eyelids fall shut as you waited for what could come next.

"You know I want you," he whispered, close enough that his moustache grazed your flushed cheek and made you swallow down a whimper that had leapt up in your throat. "I always have."

"Then have me," you offered, your voice stronger than you felt, your tongue speaking on behalf of the desire that fueled you for the man in front of you who was unattainable.

His nose nudged your cheek carefully as he breathed you in, his lips slowly brushing over your soft skin to steal a taste of what he wanted, making every fiber of your being scream at him to finally kiss you.

To your disappointment, he backed away, taking with him his intoxicating scent of expensive cologne and tobacco; capable of maintaining a resolve that you were sure you didn't have, and gave you a dangerous but sincere look.

"We're not done here."

His promise sparked on your skin like electricity, making you ache for him more than you ever had before, and you stayed fixed in the same spot as you watched him get in his car and drive away.

Weeks had passed with no sign of Evan, and you found yourself stopping whatever you were doing to check if it was him who walked in the restaurant each time the door opened. You hoped he was okay, having heard whispers of things happening involving him and people who didn't have his best interests at heart, and part of you felt tempted to go to his house to check on him.

He has a fiancé, you said to yourself for the millionth time already since you got home from work, knowing you would have nothing to use as an excuse if you showed up and Joanne answered the door.

You kept thinking of every possible scenario, trying to make sense of his absence as you cleaned up your kitchen from making yourself dinner, until your phone rang on the wall and halted the worrying momentarily.

"Hello?" you spoke into the receiver, your other hand twirling the spiraled cord as you waited for the caller to speak.

Silence.

"Hello?" you asked again, hearing nothing but the faintest sound of someone breathing, and then they hung up.

Slowly, you placed the phone back on its holder and turned back toward your kitchen sink, wracking your brain in trying to establish who that could've been.

Your curiosity was answered not twenty minutes later when a knock sounded on your front door, and to your shock, it was Evan who stood on the other side of it.

He looked worn and upset, traces of anger intermixed with the other two, and without question you ushered him in and shut the door behind him.

"Evan w-"

"I'm sorry, I just needed to get out of there," he blurted, running his hand down his face, his moustache rough against his fingers as they passed it.

"Out of where? Was it you who called earlier?"

He seemed agitated, turning away from you and breathing heavily as he continued to fidget with various parts of his body, like he couldn't figure out what to do with himself.

"My home- house, whatever the fuck that empty building is," he explained, but it only elevated your confusion.

"Empty?...Evan what happened?"

"She's gone. Everything is gone. Joanne. My stuff. My fucking cars. All of it!" he shouted, making your heart leap in your chest, his anger fueled by hurt that was clear in his blue eyes as they glistened with tears in the light from the lamp beside the couch.

He stepped toward you, his features trying to work out which emotion to show, and he sighed as he brought his hands to his hips and looked at you pleadingly.

"I called. I wanted to see if you were home-" He started pacing and you were tempted to reach out to hold him in an attempt to stop him. "I need to be with someone I can trust."

Your heart broke at his words, and you closed the space between you, gathering him in your arms to pull him into a hug.

"You can trust me," you vowed, feeling him relax into you as he wrapped his arms around you in return.

"I should've left that bitch long ago," he mumbled angrily against your shoulder, and as much as you agreed, you stayed silent.

After a moment of relishing the feel of being this close to each other, Evan broke away to look at you, his gaze steely. "I should've been with you."

You swallowed thickly, the very thing you wished for finally spoken from the lips you wanted to kiss, but you hesitated as the feeling of being second-best washed over you.

"Will I be a placeholder until the next model dripping with dirty money comes along?" you dared to ask, your heart trying to steady itself as his thumbs rubbed back and forth on your arms.

His brows furrowed and he looked even more weary as the lines around his eyes and dark circles that hugged them accentuated how bloodshot they were.

"No," he shook his head. "None of that shit fucking matters," his voice rose slightly as anger fed his words again. "I want you."

You had difficulty believing him, so conveniently coming to you the moment he was abandoned, but then again his ability to refrain from you for so long reminded you that he didn't see you as some cheap fuck to root for a good time, and that maybe there was some truth in his feelings for you.

"Prove it."

It wasn't exactly fair, requesting this from him the day he lost everything, but you wouldn't see yourself succumb to being used by someone who exploited people as part of their livelihood, especially with your heart being the item at stake. Still, you longed to comfort him, to show him what he really deserved and what kind of love he could have, and your mind and your heart continued to battle as you stared back into his eyes that held their own confliction.

Evan crashed against you, his hands flying up to hold your cheeks desperately as his mouth covered yours with a strong demand, and you welcomed his advances easily and kissed him back fervently.

You both moaned as you finally tasted each other, and soon everything else was forgotten as your bodies focused on the pure lust that was shared between you.

It was hard to believe it, that you stood in your living room kissing Evan, happy to do this forever but willing to go as far as he wanted to take things.

His purpose quickly became clear; the way he handled you in a rough and eager way and had you stripped bare in a matter of seconds making your head spin, and as he tore desperately at his own clothes, you guided him to your bedroom.

Once there, you stood staring at each other for a moment, taking each other in before he gripped your face and crashed against you again. It was easy to spot the scars left on his torso from where his first wife had attempted to kill him; his thick flesh covered in dense, curly hair unable to disguise that awful moment in his life you had hoped were just rumors. His cock bounced and nudged at the apex of your thighs, and as much as you wished to continue memorizing his body, you were more than okay in settling for this.

Reaching between your bodies, you gripped his shaft and brought it to settle between your folds, and as you kissed you slowly glided along his length, the sensation dragging both of you to a point of no return.

Your hands groped each other everywhere, and reluctantly, Evan broke your union and walked over to sit on the foot of your bed, his eyes a beacon to you as much as his erection was, and you were drawn over like a moth to a flame.

Moving to straddle him, he stopped you, a subtle shake of his head giving off enough authority to halt you in mounting his lap.

"Face the other way," he ordered, giving a nod at your full-length mirror that hung on the wall in front of where he was seated.

Turning, you caught his stare in the mirror, his eyes holding you in place as he slid his hands up and down your sides, his mouth pressing kisses onto your bum and lower back. You held your breath when one of his hands disappeared from your view, and you felt it slowly trail over the curve of your bum and between your legs, his fingers scissoring to open your slick-coated folds.

He hummed in approval, allowing you to let out the shuddered breath you kept trapped in your lungs, watching as he pumped his thick fingers that were still decorated with white-gold rings in and out of you.

You were desperate to touch him, seeing his leaking cock twitch occasionally with a throbbing need to be tended to, watching his stomach move with his ragged breathing the more he continued to work you.

"Sit," he finally said, his blue eyes burning your already too-hot skin as he peered up at you. It was incredible; being able to watch the way he admired you as you slowly positioned yourself on his lap, his cock pushing forward through your folds to reveal its weeping head. Unable to resist, you brought your thumb down to rub over the silky tip, making him groan loudly behind you and his hands to grip tightly on your hips.

Curses spilled from his lips and you braced yourself as one of his hands slipped between your bodies and gripped his member, his other smacking you playfully on one of your plump cheeks to get you to rise off his lap enough for him to line up to your aching core.

As slowly as was possible, you sank down on him, taking him inch by inch, his girth stretching you out and filling you perfectly until you encased him completely. Feeling your legs relax in not having to support you any more, the tips of your toes dangled just off the carpeted floor, your arousal bursting through you in being able to see yourself perched on top of him.

"Fuck, you feel even better than I thought you would," he praised, his hands greedily squeezing at your breasts, his eyes trained on how they manipulated your soft flesh in the reflection.

Finding your confidence in his caresses, you began to roll your hips, and your head fell back to rest on his shoulder as the rhythm created on your g-spot had you melting already; wanting to quickly chase your high at the same time you wanted to savour every second.

Evan's hand slid down your stomach, his fingers finding your clit easily as if he knew your body well enough to not need the help of the mirror, and with a few firm strokes he had you singing his name, your eyelids falling closed as you gave in to his touch.

"No. Open your eyes," he demanded, his finger and thumb clasping your chin to guide your face forward again as the others still circled on your clit. "I want you to see who you belong to."

You did as you were told, meeting his gaze in the mirror with a heavily-lusted look, his claim on you making your skin erupt in goosebumps that worked in combination with your building orgasm.

"And who do you belong to now, Evan?"

You felt his cock flex inside you, the only tell his body allowed that your question had stirred something in him, and his lips gently pressed on your shoulder, and then your neck, his eyes never leaving yours once.

He blinked a couple of times, his mouth smoothing back and forth against your skin to tickle you slightly with his moustache, and he stilled as he took a deep inhale.

"You."

The honesty in his admission sent you soaring, and when he let his hand fall from your chin and took one of your nipples between his fingers to pinch it, you cried loudly and began raising yourself up and down his shaft again at the same time he increased the speed and pressure on your swollen bud.

You watched his face scrunch up with effort, beads of sweat decorating his brow as he concentrated hard in fucking you the best way he could; his hips driving upwards into your body each time you slammed your own down on him.

The sight of his wet cock sliding out and then disappearing back into your soaked folds along with the lewd sounds created by your natural lubrication sent you into a frenzy, and despite the intensity of the pleasure wanting to make you shut your eyes, you found you couldn't look away.

Never had you felt more desired; Evan keeping his eyes locked with the reflection of yours as he saw you through your climax, admiring you like you were the most exquisite thing he'd ever laid eyes on.

He could feel you clench around and squeeze his cock with every thrust, each blow sending his engorged tip to pummel the spongy spot that had you on the brink, and with a few more harsh motions on your clit, you spasmed around him and brought him to his own end.

Evan shouted and swore as he buckled into your back, his hips stilling as you finished off both of your highs by riding him until you had no more strength left in you and his kisses on your shoulder turned into panting breaths.

You reached an arm up so you could cradle the side of his head in your hand, and you smiled when he turned his face into your palm and kissed it gently, the hair above his lip tickling your skin.

He hugged you from behind, resting his forehead on your shoulder as his arms wrapped around your waist and held you until his cock softened and slipped from your body.

The absence of him inside you made you feel chilled, your previously heated skin now cooled and too exposed, and slowly you stood from his lap and wrapped your dressing gown around you.

Evan followed suit, standing as he began to retrieve what parts of his outfit made it into your bedroom.

It felt difficult to know what to do now, and you wondered if you should let him be, or offer to be his solace for the rest of the night. The silence was maddening, and part of you felt maybe he regretted it, watching as he became more agitated in gathering his belongings.

A frustrated sigh left him when he failed in finding one of his socks, your heart aching for him as he spun around searching for it while half dressed, before looking at you with a defeated expression.

He walked the short steps over to you, pulling you against him with a hard grip on your arms that revealed just how upset he was, his mouth claiming yours again with a passion you hoped never died.

Your fingers scratched along his hairline on the back of his neck, and you inhaled him as he pressed his tongue against yours, his intensity quickly escalating before he abruptly broke the kiss and panted for air.

He grew more flustered, like he couldn't decide what to do with himself, realizing again that his life was turned upside down from the usual way; orderly and calculated and almost always getting what he wanted.

His wounded eyes looked desperately into yours, and his lips parted and then closed again as he rethought whatever he was going to say, until finally he found the courage to make his request.

"Can-" his voice trembled slightly, and he looked away as if ashamed before making a quick glance back at you and squinting as if he was terrified of what answer you would give. "Can I stay?"

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[sebstanaddict]

Too Good To Be True

Sebastian Stan x Reader Story

Summary: A romantic comedy story where Sebastian Stan falls in love with reader but she is not who he thinks she is.

Bad luck has fallen at her again and she lost her chance to be Sebastian Stan's personal assistant. But Sebastian being the nice man that he is offered reader a chance to become his girlfriend's personal assistant instead. Will she accept the job? More importantly, will his girlfriend hire her?

Pairings : Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

Chapters : 5/20 (Might add more)

Chapter List >

Warning : a slight animal abuse

Word count : 7.9k words

This story is inspired loosely by Sebastian's love life so it will have characters from his real life but I will not name their real names. I will only use Sebastian's real name in the story.

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Chapter 5 - Aurora

13320 Mulholland Drive, LA, California

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Aurora Watson was everything that Y/n wasn't. Everything about her was 180 degrees so different from Y/n, from her physical features, her family background, her occupation, down to her dating history.

Aurora was an actress, model and influencer. She had been acting since she was a teenager and had a somewhat successful acting career. She once had a part in a critically acclaimed criminal drama and made her name known mostly from that show. Over the years however she had expanded her career into more of modeling and being brand ambassadors rather than being an actress. Using her Instagram presence, which had more than 5 million followers, she had built a career out of becoming influencers and promoting fashion and beauty products on her account.

The list of actors and celebrities she had dated over the years was enough to make a woman's heart filled with envy. A rock star, Hollywood A listers, a sports star, rich CEOs, she had dated all types of successful and handsome men. 

As if that wasn't enough, she was also born into a rich family. She was the only child of one of the richest hedge fund managers, entrepreneurs and investors in the US, Richard Watson. Y/n couldn't help but feel intimidated by her.

Y/n continued to stare at Aurora as she went down the stairs. Her long smooth blonde hair flowed behind her back. The silver dress shimmered as she moved, accentuating her slim figure. Her pointed nose turned upward. Her red painted full lips could even be seen from down below. And she was sure she could see her sparkling blue eyes that seemed to enchant anyone who sees them.

Aurora went down the staircase slowly, taking one step at a time. It felt like watching a movie in slow motion. It seemed she was wearing ten inch high heels and that was why she moved so slowly. It was clear that she tried to be elegant coming down the stairs, but instead she looked like an old lady going slowly down the stairs, afraid of falling down as her hand held onto the railing tightly.

Behind her three people followed her. A woman with glasses and long wavy brunette hair, a short Chinese man with jet black hair pulled up into a ponytail, and a man with glasses and short blonde hair styled in a high fade buzz cut. They all followed Aurora down the stairs and moved as slow as she was.

The sight was somewhat comical and Y/n tried hard not to laugh. She covered her mouth with her hand to hide a smile her mouth involuntarily formed.

She glanced at Sebastian and found him glancing at her and giving her a side smile, as if telling her he knew how funny the sight was.

"Hey Aurora. Sorry if we're a bit late. I literally ran into Y/n with my car earlier." Sebastian said as he turned to look at Aurora.

"What?! You hit her with your car?!" Aurora's eyes widened as she finally arrived downstairs and gave Sebastian a brief hug and kisses on both his cheeks, to which Sebastian seemed uncomfortable with, which confused Y/n.

"Yeah, I did. She was crossing the road on a sharp bend so I didn't see her." Sebastian explained, stepping back from her.

"Oh wow. I hope you're okay?" Aurora turned to look at her and stared at her, her eyes judging her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thank you for asking Aurora. I'm Y/n, by the way." She smiled and extended her hand.

Aurora took her hand and shook it as she looked at her with a condescending look, making her smile vanish into thin air. Aurora released her hand quickly and wiped it on her dress as if she just made contact with a filthy homeless person. She immediately felt dislike towards her.

"Well, I'm glad you're okay." Aurora said and smiled at her though she could clearly see the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Aurora darling, I'm sorry but we don't have much time. Can we do the shoot now?" The man with the short blonde hair suddenly chimed in.

"Oh yes, of course Leo. Come. Let's do the shoot by the pool." Aurora said, turning to look at the blonde man and smiled wide at him. She beckoned for all three of them to walk first and they headed towards the living room where there was a door leading to the back patio.

"Aurora.. I thought we were supposed to have a meeting." Sebastian pulled Aurora back by her arm and said to her in a low voice but Y/n could still hear it.

"Yeah, I know. But I have to do this shoot for Amore first and then we'll have the meeting. It won't take long. I promise." She said as she flashed him a bright smile.

"Well.. okay. I wish you would have told me though about the shoot. If you told me, Y/n probably wouldn't get hit by me." He protested.

"What do you mean?" Aurora asked in confusion.

"Her car broke down and she ran from where it broke down to about a mile from here so she wouldn't be late. If you told me about the shoot I would've asked her to come later and she could've taken a taxi or an Uber or something instead of running all the way here." He explained.

"Well, I'm sorry but I thought you could just wait for a bit. The shoot won't take long anyway." She defended herself.

"Yeah yeah, I just wish you would've been more empathetic." He grumbled.

"Seb.. I don't need this right now. I have a photoshoot to do. We'll talk about this later." She said sternly and she turned around, whipping her hair behind her and stormed off towards the back patio where the photographer and the three people she was with were already waiting. 

"I'm sorry you have to witness that, and I'm sorry that you have to wait." Sebastian said as he turned to look at her.

"It's okay, Sebastian. I can wait. It's no big deal. I don't have anything else to do today anyway." She smiled and he smiled back.

"Okay. While we wait, maybe I can give you a little tour of the house. As Aurora's PA you will spend a lot of time here so it's a good idea to get you more familiar with the place." He said and she nodded.

Sebastian took her to the living rooms first. Yes, the house had three living rooms and five fireplaces! All of them were completed with expensive white and gray sofas as well as huge coffee tables and large flat screen TVs. There was a formal dining area next to the living room in the middle of the house and another separate informal dining room at the back of the kitchen with curved French windows facing the backyard. The kitchen was spacious with white cabinets and light gray marble countertops. It was of course fitted with top-of-the-line and most expensive appliances. She could imagine how comfortable it was to cook there.

There was someone in the kitchen when they entered it. A middle aged Latin woman was standing over the stone island, her hands busy chopping vegetables.

“Hello, Rosa.” Sebastian called out and walked towards the woman, a big smile on his face.

“Oh hello Mr.Stan." Rosa looked up and smiled upon seeing him.

"How are you today?" Sebastian asked as he gave Rosa a brief hug and kissed both her cheeks.

"Good thank you Mr.Stan. My daughter just called me this morning and she said she is going to come and visit me this weekend." Rosa replied.

"Oh that's good. Did she tell you about her college experience yet?" He asked.

"Oh yes, just a little. She just mentioned that she met some new friends. She sounded happy about it." Rosa replied.

"Oh good. Glad to hear that." He smiled as he took a seat on a stool in front of her. "By the way, Rosa this is Y/n, Y/n this is Rosa."

"Hi, nice to meet you." Y/n said as she extended her hand to Rosa.

"Oh hello, nice to meet you too." Rosa smiled and shook her hand.

"Y/n is going to be Aurora's PA." Sebastian explained.

"Oh, that's interesting. PA means Personal Assistant, right?" She asked.

"Yes. That's right." Sebastian nodded.

"Oh, good luck then." Rosa said, giving her a meaningful look. 

"Thank you." She said, wondering why it seemed like Rosa was mocking her instead of actually wishing her luck.

"Rosa here is the boss of this house." Sebastian explained, chuckling.

"Oh Mr.Stan. I'm not the boss. You know who the boss is." She chuckled.

"Yeah, there's the boss." He said as he gestured outside towards the backyard where she could see Aurora posing by the pool, her white teeth flashing bright for the camera. "Then there's the real boss." He gestured towards Rosa, making Rosa blush.

"You don't want to mess with her, Y/n. If you see a speck of dust on a countertop, she's going to make sure someone cleans it." Sebastian said, chuckling.

"And that someone is me." A female voice suddenly chimed in.

A Latin girl with long braided hair entered the kitchen looking tired as she carried a mop in her hand.

"Gabriella, my dear. Cleaning is your job." Rosa commented, chuckling.

"Yeah it is, but it would be much easier if no one is hounding me to make sure a tiny spot on the floor isn't missed." She protested as she opened a nearby cupboard and put the mop inside. Rosa and Sebastian laughed upon hearing her answer. She just smiled as she guessed Gabriella was most likely a maid in the house and Rosa was the head maid.

"Hello Gabriella. How are you today?" Sebastian greeted her.

"Hi Sebastian. Oh same old same old. I'm just lucky I still have a job and a roof over my head." She commented sarcastically as she walked closer to them.

"So, we have a new girl in the house?" Gabriella asked, looking at her and extending her hand.

"Hi, I'm Y/n. Nice to meet you." She smiled and Gabriella smiled back.

"Finally! I have someone to help me clean the windows." Gabriella commented gleefully and shook her hand.

Clean the windows? Oh no. She was going to be a maid after all.

"No, Gabriella, as much as you want it, Y/n won't become another maid. She's going to be Aurora's PA." Sebastian corrected her and she felt relieved at that.

"Huh? Well, good luck with that." Gabriella said sarcastically, giving her another meaningful look.

"Uh.. thank you. I guess." She responded, looking at Sebastian, trying to see if he could explain Gabriella's statement but he didn't say anything.

"Oh, do you want something to drink Y/n?" Sebastian hopped off the stool and headed towards a huge refrigerator and opened it. He picked up a plain bottle with orange liquid in it and brought it back towards the stone island.

"Rosa here makes fresh juice everyday, a mix of apples, carrots, oranges, celery and some secret ingredient she wouldn't tell me. I promise you it will be the best juice you'll ever taste." He said as he went to a cupboard and picked up two tall glasses.

"Oh, that does look delicious." She said, looking at the juice as Sebastian started to pour some of it into the two glasses.

"Hey Rosa, Gabriella, do you guys want some?" He asked.

"No thank you, Sebastian. I had a glass of it this morning." Gabriella replied.

"How about you Rosa?" He asked, turning to Rosa.

"No thank you, Mr.Stan. I'm good." Rosa smiled as she finished chopping the vegetables and started to clean up.

"Okay." Sebastian nodded. He offered a glass to Y/n and she accepted it.

"Thank you." She said.

"Cheers." Sebastian said and he clinked his glass to hers.

"Cheers." She smiled.

She took a sip and immediately liked it. The juice was sweet, sour and fresh and had a certain tang to it that made it different. She gulped more of it, realizing how thirsty she was.

"It's good isn't it?" Sebastian winked as he placed his empty glass down.

"It is. You're right, Sebastian. It's the best juice I've ever tasted." She smiled and took more gulps until she finished the whole glass.

"You have to let me know the recipe one day, Rosa. Who knows, with the correct people behind you, you could launch a juice business!" Sebastian said excitedly, making Rosa blush.

"Oh Mr.Stan. It's just juice. It's no big deal." She shrugged.

"Are you kidding? People are making a fortune opening juice bars or juice factories. Especially here in LA where people are more health conscious." He commented.

"Oh I don't know Mr.Stan. Launching a business is not easy. I don't feel like I have the gut, the patience and determination for it." Rosa responded.

"Well, in case one day you change your mind, let me know and I'll be the first one to invest." He winked.

"Sure thing Mr.Stan." Rosa smiled.

Sebastian looked out the window towards the backyard and saw that Aurora was still out there doing some poses.

"Well, since she's not done yet, why don't I give you a tour upstairs." He said, turning to look at her.

"Okay." She nodded then she followed him out of the kitchen after saying goodbye to Rosa and Gabriella.

They took the beautiful winding staircase leading up to the second floor. Once they arrived on the second floor she couldn't help but admire the beautiful and luxurious interior of the second floor. The floor was shiny cream marble and the walls were bright white and decorated with many beautiful nature paintings each surrounded with gilded frames.

There were 5 rooms on the second floor. A living room, 3 bedrooms and a game room. Sebastian took her touring the comfortable living room first, which was equipped with comfortable white sofas, a flat screen TV and a fireplace. He then took her to the game room where there was a pool table.

"Can you play?" He asked as he picked up a cue stick from the table and started to set up fifteen balls inside a triangular rack right in the middle of the table.

"Not really." She shook her head shyly.

"Well, I can teach you." He winked and she couldn't help but blush at that.

He started explaining the rules of the game but she couldn't focus much as he approached her and stood next to her. 

"So, yeah, the winner is the one who can pocket eight balls first." He concluded his explanation and picked up the triangular rack from the table then set it aside.

"Okay." She nodded and looked up at him. Her heart beat faster as she realized how close he was standing in front of her.

"Here." He gave her the cue stick and she accepted it in surprise.

"You want me to start first?" She asked.

"No, we'll do it together." He smiled and her heart skipped a beat.

He placed his left hand gently on her right hand and directed it to hold the handle of the cue stick. Then he turned her around by the waist so she stood facing the table while he stood behind her. 

"Put your right hand by your waist." He said as he gently pulled her right elbow so her right hand held the cue by her waist.

"Good. And now lean over the table and place the tip of the cue stick on the table. You want to make sure your hand makes a 90 degree angle with the cue stick." He said.

She nodded as she leaned over the table. She felt a light touch on her back and realized he had touched her back gently and guided her to lean over. Her heart beat even faster at that.

"See the white cue ball?" He asked, pointing to the white ball placed outside of the fifteen balls. She nodded at his question.

"Make sure your body is aligned with it." He said as leaned over the table next to her, his face inches from hers, making butterflies fly around in her stomach.

"Now place your thumb and index finger between the tip of the cue stick like this, make a loop around it." He said as he gently directed her left fingers with his so she held the cue tip properly. Her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest as she felt his touch on her fingers. She couldn't believe how close he was to her. 

"Okay. Now take a deep breath and let me guide you on how to strike it." He said.

She took a deep breath and froze as she felt his right hand holding her right hand and he started to move it back and forth.

"Steady." He said gently as her left fingers had started to tremble and she was sure her face had reddened yet again.

His left hand helped steady her left fingers, making her heart leapt out of her chest. Then his right hand directed hers to the front hard and the cue tip struck on the white ball sending all fifteen balls in the middle of the table scattering all over the table. Her eyes widened as she watched four balls dropped into the pockets on the side of the tables.

"We got four in already!" She shouted gleefully as they straightened their bodies up and continued to watch the remaining balls rolling on the table.

"We did!" He chuckled and he gave her a high five.

"That wasn't so hard." She commented.

"Well.. you got a good teacher." He winked, making her laugh.

"I sure did!" She smiled and he smiled warmly at her, making her heart skip a beat.

Once again she couldn't believe what just happened. It felt very intimate being guided to play pool by him. Now that she thought about it, he was the first man that had ever touched her so much even if the way he touched her were non-sexual. She never thought Sebastian Stan would be the first man that ever touched her! The thought made her so excited yet nervous at the same time. Then she realized she was being pathetic and she tried hard not to make a big deal of it again.

"Let me show you how to hold the tip of the cue stick another way so we can hit that ball." He said, pointing to a ball with the number 8 on it.

"Okay." She nodded, happy that he had another excuse to touch her no matter how pathetic it might be.

They ended up spending several minutes playing together, although they didn't really play against each other. They just wanted to pocket eight balls to finish the game. He guided her less and less as time went on and she got better at the game. They were just trying to finish the game by pocketing the eight ball when the sound of a dog barking and yapping reached their ears.

She turned to look towards the door and saw a cream and white long haired Chihuahua, barking loudly at them.

"Paris! Calm down! It's just me." Sebastian said as he walked towards the door and leaned down at the Chihuahua, stretching his hand at the dog. Paris stopped barking and sniffed at Sebastian's outstretched hand. 

"It's okay, Paris. I just brought a friend." Sebastian said, glancing back at her.

"Yes, I'm a friend, Paris, it's okay." She cooed as she walked slowly towards them, but Paris continued to bark again as she stopped next to Sebastian.

"Sorry, she's always like this with new people." Sebastian straightened his body up and looked at her apologetically.

"It's okay.. maybe we should just go." She suggested. Stepping back as Paris barked and continued to look at her angrily.

"Yeah. But you two need to get along if you're going to be Aurora's PA. She's most likely going to ask you to deal with her one way or another." He said.

"Oh.. okay." She said as her heart plummeted down her stomach. She wasn't much of a dog person. Neither was she a cat person. She never even had pets at all. So having to deal with a dog was quite nerve wrecking for her.

"Come on. Let me show you her room." Sebastian said, beckoning his head towards the outside of the game room.

"She has her own room?" She asked in awe.

"Yeah, she does. Aurora spoils her a lot." He shrugged.

They walked out of the game room with Paris following them and still barking and yapping at their feet. At times she was afraid that the dog was going to bite her leg but thankfully she didn't.

Sebastian guided her to walk to a room facing the front of the house. The room's door was closed and she could see there was a small door at the bottom of it which dogs or cats could use to get in and out of the room.

Sebastian opened the door of the room and her eyes widened as she looked at the inside of the room. At first glance it looked like a room of a little girl. There were murals of a huge fairy tale castle decorating the walls and a huge literal golden castle in the middle of the room which, after a more detailed look, was actually a huge dog house in the form of a castle. The room was bright with huge windows facing the front of the house. The ceiling was painted with white and light blue clouds and the remaining walls were decorated with frames and frames of pictures of Paris.

Paris barked again as they entered the room and stood in front of the door of the castle.

"Paris.. it's okay. We're not going to bother you. I know it's your castle." Sebastian shrugged and he walked towards a golden painted cupboard at the right side of the room and opened it.

"Hmm.. I wonder where it is." Sebastian said as his eyes raked the inside of the cupboard.

"What are you looking for?" She asked as she walked to approach him.

"Her treats. We need to make her more friendly to you and treats are one way to do that." He explained.

"Oh, I see." She nodded.

"Ah.. there it is." Sebastian exclaimed and picked up a small package of dog treats.

Paris barked again and stood at his feet but this time her barks seemed different. She started wagging her tail and looked up at Sebastian, giving him literal puppy dog eyes.

Sebastian opened the package of treats and gave a piece to her. 

"Here. See if she softened at you if you give her this." He suggested.

"Okay." She picked up the piece of treat from him and slowly leaned down and stretched her hand at Paris.

"Here you go, Paris. Have some treat." She cooed.

However, instead of taking the treat from her, Paris looked up at her and barked again. Her expression and posture clearly showed dislike.

"Paris, it's okay, she's a friend." Sebastian said gently and he picked up another piece of treat and offered it to her. This time Paris took the treat happily from him and even allowed him to pet her head.

"Sorry, it takes time for her to warm up to a new person." He said.

"It's okay. I get it." She said as she placed the treat in her hand on the floor near Paris and the Chihuahua immediately ate it.

"I'm sure you two will get along soon enough." Sebastian encouraged her.

"Yeah. I hope so." She said as she looked down and Paris started to bark at her again.

"I think she wants more treats." She commented.

Paris wagged her tail at that and Sebastian chuckled.

"I guess so." He responded as he gave the package of treats to her.

"I think it's best if you give it to her. See how she reacts." He suggested.

"Right." She nodded and she picked up another piece of treat and offered it to Paris.

Paris barked at her and looked at her cautiously.

"It's okay Paris, I'm a friend." She cooed as she squatted down in front of Paris and stretched her hand out even closer to the Chihuahua.

Paris barked again and stepped back a little from her.

"I guess it really will take some time for her to warm up to me." She said as she placed the treat on the floor and stood back up. As soon as she stood up Paris immediately ate the treat on the floor.

"Yeah. It's normal behavior from her. Don't worry about it." Sebastian said. 

"Okay." She said, hoping in her heart that Paris really will get along with her eventually.

"Here, let me return the treats back." He said as he picked up the package of treats in her hand and put it back into the cupboard.

"Let's go check out other rooms and then go back downstairs. Hopefully Aurora is already done with the shoot." He suggested.

"Okay." She nodded and Sebastian turned around and walked out of the room.

Just as she was about to follow Sebastian out of the room, she felt something dragging her foot, preventing her from walking.

She looked down and saw Paris biting her shoes.

"No.. no.. Paris. Let me go." She said as she wiggled her foot but Paris kept on biting it.

"Paris.. No! Let.. me.. go!" She said more sternly this time and she moved her foot even harder as she felt Paris' teeth started to puncture her sneaker.

Worried that Paris would end up really hurting her foot, she moved her foot around even harder, effectively kicking Paris off her foot, sending her across the room and the Chihuahua hit the castle and dropped onto the floor. Her heart plummeted as she watched Paris whimpered and ran away from her. The Chihuahua ran into the castle and hid inside it.

Hoping that Paris was alright, she walked closer to the castle to check Paris' condition but stopped as she heard Sebastian's voice.

"Y/n? Is everything okay?" Sebastian came back into the room and his eyes scanned the room.

"Uh.. yeah.. yeah.. Everything is fine. I was just admiring this beautiful castle shaped dog house." She lied. She didn't want Sebastian to know she had kicked Paris.

"Oh yeah. It's beautiful but a little over the top isn't it?" He commented.

"Well.. yeah.. a little." She said slowly, unsure how to respond.

"Sebastian?! Seb?! Where are you?" Suddenly Aurora's voice could be heard from outside of the room.

"In here, Aurora!" Sebastian called out and moments later Aurora entered the room. She had changed out of her silver strapless dress and was wearing tight light wash jeans and a black off shoulder crop top which showed her smooth shoulders and lean and bare midriff. Her make up had also changed. Her red painted lips were gone and she had applied a light pink shimmering lip gloss on her lips instead.

She watched as Sebastian stared at Aurora's body and visibly swallowed hard. He looked like he was slightly in a trance as Aurora walked closer to them.

"Oh there you are." Aurora smiled as soon as she saw him but her face turned impassive as she glanced at Y/n.

Hearing Aurora's voice, Paris ran out of her castle and immediately ran towards her, barking repeatedly. Sebastian blinked several times and shook his head as he heard Paris' barks and he snapped out of the trance.

Men. They're all the same. Y/n grumbled internally. Well, she couldn't blame him. He was ogling over his own girlfriend. There was nothing wrong with that. Aurora did have an enviable slim body. Something she didn't have, she thought sadly.

"Paris, my baby. What's wrong?" Aurora scooped the Chihuahua into her arms and Paris immediately barked continuously at her.

If Paris could talk it seemed like she was telling on how Y/n had kicked her. She was glad dogs couldn't talk. Kicking a potential employer's dog really wouldn't make a good impression.

"She probably just wants more treats. I'm sorry but I took some from the cupboard and we gave some to her." Sebastian explained.

"Oh, maybe you're hungry huh? Let's go downstairs and give you your lunch." Aurora said as she stroked Paris' fur.

"As it happens, Rosa was just done preparing lunch. We can have the meeting while having lunch." Aurora continued, looking up at Sebastian while her hand continued to stroke Paris' fur gently.

"Oh that's a good idea. I am kind of hungry. Come on Y/n, let's go and have some lunch. I'm sure you're hungry after all that has happened." Sebastian said and smiled at her.

"Uh.. yeah. Okay." Her stomach made a rumbling sound at the exact moment, making Sebastian laugh out loud.

"Guess I was right." He chuckled and she couldn't help but blush. She was so embarrassed but at the same time she was happy that she could make Sebastian laugh like that. 

Sebastian walked out of the room and she was just about to follow him when she noticed Aurora glancing at her in dislike. Aurora's eyes furrowed in annoyance but as soon as she noticed that Y/n was looking at her, she immediately smiled at her even though her smile didn't reach her eyes. She smiled back and made a mental note at her reaction. It was clear Aurora was kind of jealous and she was kind of happy about that. She never made anyone jealous of her through all these years and the fact made her confidence level raised. Who would've thought she could make Sebastian Stan's girlfriend jealous of her. Her of all people. She thought in disbelief.

When they entered the kitchen she could smell a delicious smell of grilled beef, making her stomach rumble again.

"Rosa, is lunch ready yet?" Aurora called out.

"Oh yes, Miss Watson. I've prepared them at the table by the window, as usual." Rosa said, turning around from where she was standing by the stove.

"Paris is also hungry, Rosa. Have you finished preparing her lunch?" Aurora asked.

"I'm almost done Miss Watson. Just a few seconds more." Rosa replied as she turned her attention back to the stove in front of her.

She watched as Rosa picked up a frying pan from the stove and carefully picked up a piece of what seemed to be a rib eye steak. Rosa placed the steak onto a golden dog bowl and carried it towards Aurora. Paris barked in excitement in Aurora's arms as she saw Rosa coming at her with the mouthwatering steak. 

"Come Paris. Let's eat at your usual place." Rosa said as she picked up Paris from Aurora's arms and carried the dog to a corner of the kitchen.

The steak Rosa had prepared smelled so good that Y/n secretly hoped it was also going to be served for their lunch. But when she saw the circular dining table by the French window where Rosa had prepared their lunch, her heart plummeted at the sight. There was only a big bowl of what seemed to be green salad, a plate of sliced baguette, a plate of shredded chicken and a bowl of creamy white salad dressing. Rosa had also prepared three empty plates with forks and knives as well as empty glasses and a pitcher filled with iced water.

"Oh great! Rosa had prepared her signature chicken salad sandwich." Sebastian said excitedly as he pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Come Y/n, sit. Don't be fooled by how it looks. It tastes better than it looks." Sebastian smiled and she smiled back.

"Okay." She nodded and pulled up a chair in front of him while Aurora took a seat next to Sebastian.

"Let me show you how to arrange this so it tastes best." Sebastian said as he picked up a baguette, took a spoonful of the white salad dressing and spread it onto the baguette. He then picked several spoonfuls of the chicken, topped it off with some green salad and then took another spoonful of the salad dressing and poured it on top of the green salad. He then picked up another baguette and put it at the very top. He pressed the baguette down, causing some dressing to drop onto the plate and he laughed.

"That always happens." He chuckled.

He then took a bite and closed his eyes as he savored the sandwich.

"Mm.. mm.. this is so good." He said in between munching the sandwich.

"It looks delicious now that I've seen you eat it." She chuckled but she quickly stopped as she looked at how Aurora stared at her with daggers.

"Let me show you how I do it. Personally, I like my way better. It's much healthier." Aurora said as she picked an empty plate, picked some lettuce from the salad bowl and filled the lettuce with some shredded chicken and a little bit of the salad dressing then rolled the lettuce neatly so all the fillings were trapped inside it. She didn't touch the baguette at all. 

She made four rolls of the chicken salad filled lettuce and finally took a bite. 

"Mm.. mm.." she munched in delight.

"Go on.. try it." Aurora offered her lettuce rolls to both, Sebastian and her.

Sebastian picked up one roll and she followed suit. She took a bite and tried hard not to grimace. Aurora's option really wasn't delicious to her. She was a sucker for carbs, so not using the baguette was wrong in her mind. But then again, that was probably why she didn't have the slim body like Aurora. She wasn't sure she could keep being disciplined in eating healthy and exercising to keep her body looking like Barbie all the time.

"So, what do you think?" Aurora asked, turning to Sebastian.

"It's.. mm.. interesting." He said as he finished the whole roll and swallowed it.

"It is, isn't it? What do you think, Y/n?" Aurora asked as she turned to her.

She was still chewing the last bite of the roll when Aurora asked her and she swallowed it too fast in an effort to answer Aurora that she choked on it and coughed loudly.

"Y/n.. are you okay?" Sebastian asked, looking at her in concern as she continued to cough and tears started to fall from her eyes.

"Wow. She loves it so much that she's crying over it." Aurora said in delight.

"She's choking, Aurora." Sebastian immediately stood up and went over to her but she raised her hand up to hold him back as she finally succeeded in swallowing the whole thing and the urge to cough had lessened.

"Here, have some water." Sebastian said as he sat back down and poured a glass of water to an empty glass for her and placed it in front of her.

She nodded and immediately took a sip. 

"Ahem… I'm sorry about that." She finally croaked.

"It's okay. I guess it wasn't exactly your taste?" Sebastian laughed, making her smile but her smile was quickly gone as she looked at Aurora giving her a death stare.

"It was good actually. I just.. ahem.. swallowed it too fast. Sorry." She explained.

"Yeah. It is good. And much healthier too." Aurora said as she picked up the last roll and ate it, giving her a haughty look.

"So, Y/n. Which one do you like more? My way or her way?" Sebastian asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Mm.. my way." She said after thinking for a moment and Sebastian laughed out loud.

"Don't get me wrong. I can understand why you both did what you did. But I have a different way." She said, smiling mischievously.

"Okay. Let's see it then." Aurora challenged her.

She picked up an empty plate, mixed in some green salad and shredded chicken on it then added a dollop of the salad dressing. She mixed the whole thing and once the dressing had evenly mixed with the chicken and salad, she spread the whole thing onto a baguette. She made three of the chicken salad spread baguette and when done offered them to both Sebastian and Aurora.

Aurora was hesitant to pick it up but Sebastian immediately picked one up and bit it. She followed along and picked one up then took a bite and immediately felt satisfaction.

"Mm.. hmm.. this is by far the best one." Sebastian said in between munching and she smiled, earning her another look of daggers from Aurora.

"It's more like a bruschetta." Aurora commented. "Not a sandwich."

"Whatever it is, I like it." Sebastian commented as he proceeded to make one just like the one she had made.

"You should try one, Aurora." Sebastian suggested.

"Feed me." Aurora said and Sebastian coughed. She also almost choked again upon hearing Aurora's request.

"What?" He asked, flabbergasted.

"You want me to try it? Then feed it to me." She commanded.

"Not in front of someone else, Aurora." Sebastian warned her.

"What? It's just an innocent act of feeding." Aurora said, batting her long eyelashes and smiling seductively at him.

Sebastian shook his head as she saw his cheeks start to redden. Despite his misgivings, he picked up the 'bruschetta' - as Aurora called it - that he just made, picked it up and directed it slowly towards Aurora's mouth.

Aurora took her time to bite the 'bruschetta', her eyes gazed at him seductively and Y/n could see how uncomfortable Sebastian was with the way Aurora was looking at him. She made some satisfied moaning sounds as she chewed the 'bruschetta' and Y/n swore she could see Sebastian's face reddened even more. Once she had swallowed it she licked her lips slowly. Y/n watched how Sebastian reacted to that. Again, he visibly swallowed hard and she couldn't help but feel like she had witnessed something so personal that she felt like she should just drown into the floor and vanish.

"You guys were right. That was the best one." Aurora remarked after finishing her first bite. 

Sebastian fed her the rest of the 'bruschetta' and in doing so, he made some of the dressing fall onto his fingers. Aurora swallowed the last bite then slowly licked his fingers clean. This time Sebastian's face really turned as red as a tomato and Y/n leaned back, really wishing the floor would open wide and swallow her whole.

"I need to use the restroom." She blurted out and quickly stood up, startling both Aurora and Sebastian who were staring at each other with.. well.. lust. That was all she could make out from them.

"Oh. Yeah. You know where the bathroom is, right?" Sebastian asked, looking up at her, the lust on his face gone.

"Yeah. I know. You showed me before." She nodded.

"Okay." He smiled and she turned around, not even bothering to smile back at him.

She left the kitchen feeling weird. There was a heaviness in her heart she didn't recognize. What was she feeling? She pondered as she finally arrived at the bathroom and opened the bathroom door.

Jealousy. She suddenly realized as she stared at herself in the mirror in the bathroom. She was jealous of Aurora. She hated watching their intimate interaction. But.. she shouldn't feel this way. Sebastian belonged to Aurora, not her, and the way they looked at each other really was normal behavior between a couple. It was her who was being weird. 

Although, at times she could feel how Sebastian cared for her. More than he should care towards a stranger like her. The image of him being close to her during the pool game flooded her mind and she couldn't help but blush again at that.

She shook her head vigorously. He was just being nice. She tried to convince herself. Surely he wouldn't dare being flirty with someone else in his own girlfriend's house. She was certain he was not that kind of person. Besides, who was she but an ugly thirty year old girl who never had a boyfriend. The possibility of someone like Sebastian Stan falling in love with someone like her was slim to none. She should try harder to have a level head and come back to the table being a professional employee-to-be to the both of them. 

Yes. No matter how nice or caring he behaved to her she should just treat him professionally. She wouldn't let her personal feelings for him win over her. It wasn't healthy and would serve her no good.

Satisfied with her decision, she took off her glasses, set it aside and decided to wash her face to freshen up. After witnessing the interaction between Sebastian and Aurora she felt rather hot and bothered. Water should help cool her down.

A couple of minutes later she returned to the kitchen and found both Aurora and Sebastian still sitting on the circular dining table, finishing their chicken salad sandwich. The air between them had completely changed. It was like watching two strangers eating side by side. The sight baffled her but she decided to brush it off. She wondered if they had a fight while she was gone. Although she couldn't imagine for what reason they would fight.

"Hey, you're back." Sebastian looked up as she took a seat in front of him and his face brightened as he looked at her. 

Her heart melted at how he smiled at her but she kicked herself mentally and succeeded in stopping herself from smiling back at him.

"Yeah. So, about the job." She said, deciding that she should start the conversation. She didn't want the meeting to turn into something weird again.

"Oh yeah. The PA job. What do you think, Aurora?" He asked, turning to look at Aurora who had just finished sipping a glass of water.

"Well, like I told you before, Seb. I actually don't need a PA at this moment." Aurora said and her heart plummeted at that. Despite her initial misgivings at working for Aurora, she couldn't deny that she really needed a job and rejection from Aurora was not something she could apparently take at that moment.

"But you most likely will in the near future. You can't take Gabriella or Rosa with you on set." Sebastian reminded her.

"Are you telling me I got the part?" Aurora asked gleefully.

"No, not yet. But I'm trying my best to persuade Maya to cast you. You fit what the producers are looking for but Maya is still hesitant." Sebastian responded.

"Oh, okay. Well, if I get cast, then I'll hire her as my PA. Otherwise, like I said, I don't need a PA." Aurora said as she glanced at Y/n with a condescending look.

"Aurora.. hire her now and I'll make sure you'll get cast." Sebastian insisted.

"Promise? If I don't get cast, I'll fire her." She said, challenging him.

Sebastian looked at her apologetically and turned to look back at Aurora. 

"Fine. I promise." He finally said.

"Alright, you're hired." Aurora said, turning to look at her and gave her the fakest smile she had ever seen.

"How much are you going to pay me?" She asked as she was suddenly reminded of Sebastian's advice to her a few days before. She glanced at Sebastian and saw him smiling a little at her, as if silently congratulating her.

"How much do you want?" Aurora asked, staring at her in surprise.

"Well, Sebastian promised me 4 thousand a month." She said and Aurora's eyebrows raised.

"That much? You pay your PAs that much?" Aurora turned to look at Sebastian in disbelief.

"Yeah. They deserve way more and I would give more if I could. To be honest, with her degree and work experience, she deserves more. Have I told you she used to work at an IT company as a software developer?" Sebastian said and she could feel her cheeks reddened at that.

"Hmm.. okay. Your degree and work experience unfortunately doesn't apply here. You'll need a completely different set of skills to be my PA. So unfortunately, I can't pay you more." She said as she continued to stare at her haughtily.

"Okay.. that's fine." She said, realizing she didn't have much bargaining power. She needed the job while Aurora didn't need her.

"So, what would be my job description?" She continued to ask.

"Well.. your main job is to assist me. In anything and everything that I ask you to do." Aurora said with an evil glint in her eyes.

Her heart plummeted at her answer and she felt dread filling her stomach. She couldn't help having the image in her mind of Cinderella working hard at cleaning a big house, sweeping the floor, cleaning the windows, then preparing breakfast for the stepmother and stepsisters and being told off for not working fast enough. 

She had a feeling that it was exactly what was going to happen to her. As much as she didn't like it, she felt like she didn't have any other option. She could of course say no and refuse to work for Aurora. But she didn't want to disappoint Sebastian who had defended her and even made a bargain for her. The least she could do to repay all his kindness was to accept the job. 

"Okay." She finally nodded. "When do you need me to start?"

"Tomorrow will be great. Oh, I have a spare room by the garage. It would be great if you could move in and stay here so you can assist me 24/7." Aurora said.

"What?!" She said, flabbergasted.

"Aurora, if you're going to hire her around the clock you need to pay her more. I promised to give her 4 thousand to work from 9 to 5, not for 24 hours." Sebastian protested.

"Okay, fine. I'll pay you 5 thousand a month." Aurora said.

"Seven." Sebastian bargained and her jaw dropped at that.

"Six and that's final. Take it or leave it." Aurora said, leaning back on the chair and folding her arms in front of her.

"Y/n?" Sebastian looked up at her expectantly.

"Okay. I'll take it." She finally said.

Six thousand dollars a month!? She could just work for Aurora for a month and bail and find another job. That would be enough to cover at least another three months without work. Surely by then she could find another job or get cast in something. She would still try to audition during her spare time. Yes, that would work. She thought in satisfaction.

"Good." Aurora smiled and this time her smile reached her eyes. Although it was looking somewhat like an evil smile.

Dread seeped into her stomach once again as she realized that having Aurora as her boss would most likely be challenging. Little did she know that challenging was an understatement.

Chapter 6 >

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Shambrica Washington: Empowering Diversity and Innovation in Fashion.

Shambrica Washington, a renowned award-winning designer based in Texas, has achieved remarkable recognition in the global fashion scene. Her talent has been showcased in prestigious platforms, where her innovative designs have garnered widespread acclaim. Notably, her exceptional contributions to the industry were acknowledged in 2021 when Forbes recognized her as part of the prestigious Next 1000, further solidifying her status as a trailblazer in the world of design.

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Female Rappers Leading the New Era of Hip-Hop

The queens are reigning supreme in the kingdom of Hip-Hop. Nicki's rhymes rule the charts, Cardi builds her own business kingdom, and Megan rocks the stage with fearless style. They're not just rappers, they're changing the game. They're rapping real life, empowering girls, and showing everyone what it means to be strong women in music. This isn't just a fad, it's a movement, and these queens are leading the way!

Forget the tired tropes of female rappers as sidekicks or featuring as chorus. These queens are the stars, owning their sexuality, their voices, and their stories. They're rapping about everything from self-love and financial independence to social justice and mental health, all with a raw honesty and vulnerability that resonates deeply with their generation. They're unapologetically themselves, flaws and all, challenging the hyper-masculine image that once dominated the genre and proving that strength and vulnerability can coexist.

But it's not just about the mic. These queens are building businesses, launching fashion lines, and advocating for social causes. Cardi B's savvy business moves, from clothing lines to record labels, are paving the way for other female entrepreneurs. Megan Thee Stallion's vocal support for Black women's rights is amplifying important conversations. These women are not just entertainers; they're role models, showing young girls that they can be anything they set their minds to, on and off the stage.

This leadership isn't just about individual success; it's about creating space for others. Female rappers are forming powerful collaborations, lifting each other up, and fostering a sense of community that transcends traditional rivalries. From Cardi B and Nicki Minaj's chart-topping duet to the sisterhood of Cypher Queens, these collaborations are proving that women are stronger together, pushing the boundaries of creativity and inspiring a new generation of female artists.

The rise of female leadership in Hip-Hop is not just about music; it's a cultural revolution. It's about challenging stereotypes, dismantling power structures, and rewriting the rules of the game. It's about unapologetic self-expression, fierce independence, and the power of sisterhood. And it's just getting started. So, step aside, kings. The queens have the mic, and they're not giving it back anytime soon.

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CELESTE BEAUMONT - BRIEF HISTORY;

❥ welcome to marina, celeste beaumont ( cisfemale, she/her ) ! they are a twenty-seven year old who has lived on the island for twenty years. word on the street is they’re currently living in hyland park and works as a forensic scientist. everyone also says they look a lot like madelaine petsch. what do you think?

Full Name: Celeste Belle Beaumont

Age: 27

Date Of Birth: 14 February 1996

Zodiac: Aquarius

Parents: Pierre (deceased) & Genevieve Beaumont

Siblings: One older brother (OPEN)

Orientation: Heterosexual

Occupation: Forensic Scientist

Languages: English, French & Italian

Positive: Intelligent, loyal, empathetic, generous

Negative: Over-analytical, critical, stubborn, methodical

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BACKSTORY (TW Death)

Celeste was the second and last child to be born into the family of Pierre and Genevieve Beaumont; a famous French pair comprised of a self made entrepreneur success story and a former model, and her start to life was an easy, yet somewhat lonely one. As an adolescent, she became accustomed to the many faces she met on a daily basis who helped her with her everyday duties; one lady to help her dress, another to take her out to the park, and another to help her bathe and put her to bed. Occasionally, she would see her parents at dinner if they had a night off, and that was classed as a special family event. In the absence of her high profile and high demand parents, the only face that brought a sense of warmness and comfort to her was that of her older brother Alexander, whom she endeavoured to spend all of her free time with. As children, the pair were inseparable. Only a year and a half apart, they did almost everything together, and as they were both homeschooled, they were each other’s best and only company. They even joked that they were secretly twins and Celeste had just taken her time coming out of the womb.

The Beaumont family left France when Celeste was eight and moved to Marina Island so her father could chase new business prospects there, and in wider America. His company in France was functioning well and he had decided that it was time to expand. It was always understood that Alexander would take over as CEO at the time of Pierre’s retirement, so as the children grew older, their father began to spend more time with his son, grooming him and teaching him everything he knew about the business. This saddened Celeste, as she felt as though she had no one else to turn to when she was lonely. Her mother sometimes took her to press events and fashion shows but as she grew older it became apparent that it was all for the sake of publicity. She learned to ignore that fact, but inside, she felt disposable, like she didn’t really matter. Alexander did the best he could to maintain their formidable bond, but it became exceedingly difficult as he got older and eventually Celeste found that they could barely relate to each other anymore. He was spending all of his time with their father and Celeste, while she had made some socialite friends from the fashion circuit, spent most of her time by herself. They were living such separate lives and inevitably, they became distant. She learned to accept the fact, and even came to like the independence. No one bothered her, and when she was old enough, she was basically free to do whatever she liked. 

However, one month after her seventeenth birthday, the Beaumont family was hit with a tragic blow. Her father had been out late one night at a business dinner in Manhattan and was walking along a lonely, deserted street when he was attacked from behind and fatally stabbed. The police deemed it a random killing and as there were no possessions found on the body, put it down to an unfortunate brutal mugging. They assured the family that they would do everything in their power to find the killer, but as the months ticked by, Celeste knew no killer was going to be brought to justice, even with the family's limitless pockets to fund the investigation. Although academically gifted, the redhead had always pictured herself making a career out of her artistic endeavours. But after the murder of her father decided to go to college and study to become a forensic scientist to try and solve cases on behalf of the families just like hers who had been torn apart by unanswered tragedies.