imagines-nerd

[imagines-nerd]

[imagines-nerd]

“Hiding Mr. President”

You sighed as you rummaged through the papers in front of you. Letters from fans and potential sponsors were stacked onto your desk. Being Loki’s secretary had its perks (free travel and endless amount of delicious cuisines upon arriving at a new location) but the workload made it that much exhausting.

Also, you couldn’t help but have a tiny crush on the candidate himself. He was dashing with a charisma that left the whole room swoon over the man but you had to admit, he was trouble.

The number of women and men you had to kick out of his room on multiple occasions was way above your pay grade. Yes, you were paid handsomely but seeing the man that you have fallen for have one too many rendezvous was shattering.

Though you cared about him, you still kept it professional. He was your boss and the media would have a field day if they found out you were sleeping with the man.

The door to your office flew open, revealing a disheveled Loki. His eyes were wide with fear and he looked like he was attacked.

“You’ve got to help me, ____! I don’t know what to do.”

You stood up from your desk. “Mr. Laufeyson, what happened to you!?”

“I don’t have time to explain. Just…please! I need somewhere to hide.”

You nodded and quickly looked around the room to see a possible hiding place. Your office was small with no other exits or even a closet. The only place you could think of was your desk.

“Hide here! It’s not very spacious but it’s better than standing out in the open.”

He quickly went around your desk and crawled under your desk. As soon as you sat down on your chair, your office door once again flies open, revealing a rather large man, his face red with rage.

“WHERE IS HE? WHERE IS THAT SNAKE OF A BOSS OF YOURS!?”

“I have no idea where he is but may I ask why you need him?”

“I caught him messing around with my wife and he had the nerve to do it at MY HOUSE! If you don’t tell me where he is, I swear I will tear this building room-by-room until I find that vile man!”

You rose both of your hands, hoping that he will take the hint that you were innocent. “I’m so sorry to hear about that sir but I have not seen Mr. Laufeyson since last week. Last I heard, he went off for a small vacation to the Bahamas. I’m sure he will be back any day and I can even schedule a-“

“Forget it! Tell your boss that I will be seeing him as soon as he back from wherever the hell he left to. If he ever comes near me or my family again, he is dead. TELL HIM THAT!”

You nodded quickly. “Will do, sir. He will never touch your family again.” Without another word, the man left, slamming the door behind him.

You rolled your eyes and sighed as your boss crawled out from his hiding space.

“Thank you so much, ____! You are a true life saver!”

“Did you really sleep with that man’s wife?”

He shrugged, a smirk forming on his lips. “She wanted to show her appreciation for her future President. I couldn’t let her down.”

“What if he would’ve looked under the desk or had a weapon!? Do you know how dangerous that is!?”

His demeanor changed, a solemn look on his face. “I didn’t really think of that. I’m sorry, ____. I promise it won’t happen again.”

Taking a deep breath, you began looking through the papers until you found the document you needed. Handing it towards Loki, you said, “Mr. Jones is still expecting your response about the sponsor. He says you can both benefit with your campaign leading against everyone else.”

He took the document, quickly skimming it. “Tell him thanks but no thanks. His discriminatory past won’t fit well in my campaign. Besides, the man has been also canoodling with the other candidates and that instantly puts him in the rejected list.”

You nodded, scribbling some notes down on your notepad. “Noted. I was going to say no once I noticed his name but I wanted to run it with you first.”

He smiled. “And this is why we make an excellent team. Without you, I’m pretty much nothing.”

“Maybe. Without me, Mr. Angry Man would’ve already found you.”

“And I thank you for not ratting me out. We both know destroying this face of mine would be devastating for the cameras tomorrow.”

You smiled. “Of course. So, will that be all Mr. Laufeyson?”

“That will be all. By the way, you know you can just call me Loki, right?”

“I thought you preferred Mr. Laufeyson. That’s what you clearly stated during my first interview with you.”

He shrugged. “I feel like since we’ve been on this campaign trail for a while now and you saved my life, Loki will suffice.”

“Okay. Thank you, Loki.”

He smiled, walking towards the door. “No problem. If anyone needs me, I’m still vacation.”

“Roger that.”

As soon as he left, you couldn’t help but sigh in relief. You hoped he didn’t notice your blushing face when he complimented you.

…knowing Loki, he definitely did.

[imagines-nerd]

The Suit Effect

Warnings: Just a flirtatious God of Mischief

“COME ON, LOKI! WE’RE GONNA BE LATE!”

You shouted from the bottom of the stairs, impatiently looking at your watch. It was movie night and Tony decided to rent out a whole entire theater (typical Tony).

At first, Loki didn’t want to go. He hated films and he definitely didn’t want to be near his “dear brother.”

You and Loki and your differences, but you knew it wouldn’t be fair to have him sit at home like a grumpy old man. After many hours of trying to convince him, he finally gave in. He only gave in because of how annoying you were being but it did help.

Taking a seat on the coach, you waited for him. He takes FOREVER to get ready. A lot of times you wondered if he’s even getting ready or he’s just messing arou-

Dirty thought. Definitely dirty thought.

After what seemed like forever, you heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

“Finally! We are going to be-“

You couldn’t help but gawked like an idiot as you saw the God of Mischief stand before you. He wasn’t wearing his usual Asgardian attire. He was wearing a blacked out suit (most likely expensive) and he had his hair slicked back.

He actually looked hot!

“I see you like my choice in clothing.” He smirked.

You coughed, trying to gain back your composure. “You do know we are just going to the movies, right?”

“Of course but there’s nothing wrong with dressing properly. I would say the same for you but....”

“If you must know, I actually like being comfortable, thanks for asking.” You scoffed, as you headed to the door. Turning the doorknob, an arm shot out from behind you, keeping the door shut.

You turn to see Loki’s face inches away from yours. You silently cursed yourself at how your heart was reacting at the closeness between you two.

He took your chin in his hand, making you look directly into his eyes.

“I wonder if the way I’m dress has an affect on you.”

“It’s called the Suit Effect and any woman who is stupid enough to actually be affected by it is an idiot.” You day, trying to speak as calmly so your voice won’t quiver.

He leans in a bit closer, making your eyes close, waiting for his lips to touch yours. The moment was broken once you heard the door opened behind you.

You opened your eyes to see Loki smirking at you.

“Screw you, Loki!”

Trying to hide your embarrassment, you quickly turn, walking out the front door.

“So, I do have an affect on you!” Loki shouted from the door.

Without a glance, you flipped him the bird.

[imagines-nerd]

Routinely Procedure

Warnings: NONE

Hiding a super soldier was never easy. When you first encountered the rugged man, you felt instant fear. Who wouldn’t be afraid? It was all over the news. He has hurt and even killed those around him. You didn’t want to be his next victim.

But surely enough, you eventually sided to help him. He told you the full length story of how all this came to be. How he was brainwashed by those who wanted to use his abilities for bad.

You asked about his past. Friends? Family? He had none, except Captain America. He claims he was once his best friend, but with everything that is happening now, he couldn’t be seen by society.

He currently stayed at your place, taking his stay on the couch. He wasn’t the man you feared any longer. You can say he was your friend.

He sat, reading old documents that laid upon his lap. They were documents that contained his past.

“Find anything?”, you asked, wiping your hands on your jeans after washing the dishes.

He shakes his head. “This is all the information I knew before but I can’t remember much of it.”

You looked over his shoulder, seeing a clean cut photograph of himself. He was smiling. You can see how his eyes were bright with life. Now, his eyes only showed loneliness. Not a single light shown.

“Maybe you should call your friend, Steve. He might help you.”

“Steve can’t help me. The past is the past and that’s where it will always stay.” He stands up, grabbing the file and placing it in his bag. He put his baseball cap on, pulling the bag strap over his shoulder.

This was a routinely thing. He would stay for a couple days, eventually leading to him leaving the place. You weren’t sure if you would ever see him. There was no telling what kind of problems or dangers he will face along the way. All you knew was that this may or may not be the last time you will see him.

“You sure you don’t want to stay a bit longer? There’s a storm about to pass by this town in a day or two. Don’t want to get caught up with it, don’t you think?”

He gave you a small smile. “Don’t worry about me, darling. I’ll be fine.”

Unexpectedly, he wrapped his arms around you, embracing you. This was the closest you have ever gotten with him. He was a cold man but it was for a reason. Staying connected with those who you cared about can potentially lead to something dangerous.

You cared for him and he cared for you. And as he let go of you and walked out the door, you kept telling yourself that was a routinely procedure.

[imagines-nerd]

SnapChatting

Warnings: NONE

“It’s called a Snapchat.”

Tony handed the smartphone to Steve, letting him play with the features. “I really don’t need this, Tony. You know I’m not really fond with the whole social media craze.”

“You are literally the only one in this building who doesn’t have a Snapchat. Even Thor has one and he’s doing fantastic with it.”

Steve sighs. He taps on the screen, revealing a bunch of little filters.

“If you need help, go ask _____. We both know how you really enjoy her company.”

If anyone in the team could make Steve blush, it would be you. He had a secret crush on you and everyone knew about it, except you. You were sweet, kind, funny, beautiful. Everything about you was amazing to him.

“I don’t want to bother her. She’s probably busy.” He says, setting the phone down.

“Speaking of _____. Here she comes now.” Tony says, as you walked into the room.

“What’s the big emergency, Tony?” You asked, a concern look on your face.

“Star spangled banner here has OFFICIALLY got a Snapchat. The only problem is that he’s new to this whole social media era and needs someone to show him around with it.”

Steve gives Tony an annoyed look while he gives a devilish smile.

“Oh, no problem. I’ll help you out, Steve.” He gives a warm smile as Tony whistles goodbye.

“Do people really like these weird filters? Who wants their face to be on a dancing baby?”

You chuckled. “It’s just for fun. You can add different photos or videos onto your story or you can send it to friend, for example,” you took his phone and took a picture of yourself with the dog filter and sent it to yourself. Taking out your phone, you showed him the snap.

“It’s like texting but more colorful.”

He took the phone, looking at your Snapchat name. “SpicyGirl24?” He asked, a smile forming his lips.

“Better than IAmIronMan08. You can guess who that is.”

Steve chuckles.

“Besides, I like CapRogers1920.” As you gave him a soft smile, his heart began to race. A blush slowly forming on his cheeks.

Suddenly, a ding went off on his phone. He had some notifications.

“I guess the word is officially out.” You laughed as Steve saw numerous messages popping up into his phone.

“Damn it, Tony.” He sighs.

“The fangirls are coming.”

It’s been a month since Steve got Snapchat. He has received countless messages from women, telling him how he was amazing and how he was their favorite hero out of everyone on the team.

It was flattering but the only messages he would really answer to, were yours. Since you both had each other on Snapchat, he was able to see your stories. Many of them were quite funny actually.

There were many in which where you would be lip syncing to some random tune. He actualy found it cute.

When it came to his snaps on the other hand, they would involve misfires from the camera. Many of them were unflattering but you couldn’t help but keep replaying it. He was actually pretty cute and you slowly started to have feelings for him

As soon as your friends and family on the app started noticing that Steve was being featured in almost every snap that you took, many began to speculate.

Holy crap! Are you dating Captain America?!

He’s so cute! You guys are definitely dating.

So, what? Are we going to ignore the fact that you two are hooking up?

Are you going to invite him to the Christmas dinner?

Every single person you knew wanted to know what was going on. All you really told them that you were both just friends and that there was nothing going on between you two.

You were both sitting on the couch, watching “The Big Bang Theory” when you received a message through Snapchat.

It was from one of your friends.

“Who is it?” Steve asks, as you opened the message.

“Nothing. Just a friend of mine. She’s asking if we’re dating. I think this is actually the 100th time I’ve been asked if we’re a couple.” You laughed but also blushing at the same time.

“Oh,” Steve laughs a bit, looking back at the tv screen.

“Why don’t we just tell everyone once and for all the truth?”

You turn the camera facing yourself and pressed to record.

“Hey, guys. It’s me ____ with Steve and we just wanted to say that we’re-” Before you could finish your sentence, your mouth crashed against soft lips. You were kissing Steve!

When you both parted, you felt your cheeks burning hot from blushing.

“I like you, ____. I’ve had feelings for you since the beginning and-” This time, you didn’t let him finish his sentence by kissing him. Once you pulled away, you smiled at him. “I’ve had feelings for you too.”

[imagines-nerd]

I’m literally crying for every single one of them. Next May, I’m gonna be an emotional wreck.

Avengers: Infinity War Official Trailer

[imagines-nerd]

Happy National Book Lovers Day! A New Journey Awaits📖♥

[imagines-nerd]

Commander Ren Part 3

He was the most infuriating person you have ever met. Ever since you challenged him in killing you, he absolutely hates your guts. Worse part of it all was that you were like his pet or child. 

Every time he would go somewhere, you had to follow right behind him. Luckily you didn’t have to follow him to the restroom (if he even uses one).

The only time he wouldn’t let you follow him is when he would have secret meetings. You were banned from even hearing what was going on. You thought your job was going to be something much more interesting, but you felt embarrassed when you follow him around. 

The looks you get when you’re following Kylo through the corridors. There were even times where you would hear whispers.

She’s probably his personal pet.

Poor thing. Must be exhausting working with the Commander.

I’m glad I’m not in that situation.

There were moments where you wish you were still working for Hux. At least he didn’t make you feel like a dog chained to a leash.

You were sitting next to two Storm Troopers, at least fifteen feet away from one Kylo’s secret meetings.

“So….how does it feel like being Ren’s private trophy?” One of the Storm Troopers asks. You scoffed. “Private trophy? You must be mad if you think I’m that.”

“Oh, c’mon. You’re like the most talked about person in most people’s conversation. If you’re not his private trophy, then what can you be?” The other Storm Trooper added in.

“I don’t know. What I can definitely tell you is that he might be planning my death. He hates my guts.”

Both Storm Troopers gasp, giving you a sad whistle. The doors suddenly flew open, indicating that the meeting was finished.

The Storm Troopers stood up from where they were sitting, getting into their positions.

“Just before we are off, I just wanted to apologize for almost killing you that night you were captured.”

Your eyes widened. Before you can say anything, you felt a hand grab your arm, pulling you away from the area. “We are set to leave to a mission in less than 20 minutes.”

“You never told me that.” You said, glaring at him.

“Now you do.”

 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

According to Kylo, the mission was a dangerous one. It was not one of his usual destroying villages and bringing the captives in working under his command. It was an “old friend” who had to pay a debt.

“What kind of debt is it?” You asked, trying to adjust the seatbelt.

“One that isn’t of your concern.”

You rolled your eyes.

Throughout the whole ride, you didn’t say a word. He was too busy maneuvering the ship and you just sat there, staring at the opposite wall. After a while, you started to wonder why he didn’t bring any back-up.

Once the ship landed, you began to unbuckle your seatbelt when your hands became stiff. “You won’t be joining me.”

“Then what the hell was the point of me coming if I’m just going to sit around.” You said, as you tried to move your hands. He just walked past you, walking out from the shuttle, closing the doors behind him.

Once he was gone, you were eventually free from his force, taking off the seatbelt. Bolting to the door, you tried to open it but it was sealed shut.

“Dammit!”

 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

One thing Kylo didn’t know was that even though you were a bad technician, you knew how to unlock doors. Even though it took you some time to open it, you were eventually off the ramps and onto hard soil.

The area around you was plain and filled with rocks. It didn’t look like a really safe place for anyone to be in. Trying your best to stop panic from rising, you ran forward, climbing and jumping from rock to rock.

Thankfully, you were wearing the right attire.

As you got deeper and deeper in, you started to hear distinct voices. At first, you couldn’t make out what they were saying but the closer you got, it was much clearer.

“You have already been given enough time. Either pay what’s due or I shall resort in something that we both really don’t want to do.”

That was Kylo.

“Oh, please. We both know you won’t do anything. You’re merely just a child.” The voice wasn’t familiar in your ears but from how the mysterious man was speaking to him, it was as if they have known each other for a long time.

“I am NOT a child! You have no idea what I am capable of doing.”

You took a peek behind the rocks, seeing both Kylo and the mysterious man, facing each other. Kylo looked like he was going to attack at any moment, while the man just stood there. He was wearing a brown cloak and his face was obscured.

“I know you are capable of doing nothing. You are merely just a selfish boy, Ben.”

“My name is not BEN!” Kylo quickly pulled out his lightsaber, the red illuminating his face. He was definitely pissed off.

“Kill me then, Ben. By the time you kill me, your companion who’s hiding behind the rocks will have their brain splattered all over the floor.”

You suddenly heard something move behind you and as you turn to look, your face contacted with a butt of a gun, your vision turning dark.

[imagines-nerd]

Commander Ren Part 2

I am now working for Kylo Ren.

Even the thought sounded ridiculous to you. For over a year now, you were used to messing up a bunch of equipment. Who knows what kind of job Kylo Ren would be putting you up to do. You were standing outside of his quarters, heart rate increasing.

Maybe this was all a scam. For all you know, he was probably on the other side of the door, setting up the room to kill you.

The door suddenly opened, making you jump. Standing all big and scary was Kylo Ren himself.

Does he own a closet filled with black robes?

“Yes. I do.”

You blushed immediately. “I’m sorry, Commander. I-.”

“Enter.”

You quickly walked inside, hoping by the time the door closed behind you, your red cheeks would’ve already subsided.

“Come.”

You walked behind him, trying to keep up with his long strides. Both of you entered in this small room, with a table set in the middle with two chairs on either side. It looked like an interrogation room.

He gestures to sit in one of the chairs as he walked on the opposite side of you, taking his seat. Sitting down, you waited until he spoke. There were no windows in the room and it was eerily quiet. You can literally hear both of you breathing. After an eternity of silence, he finally spoke. “Since your duties as a technician hasn’t been the right placement for you, I have decided to place you in a different position, under my command.”

“I’m sorry, Commander, but haven’t I been working under your command for a year now?”

He stared at you for a full minute before answering you. “Yes, but under Hux’s orders. There are enough technicians on this base. I don’t believe there will be any problem with releasing one from the job.”

Releasing? He’s definitely going to kill me.

“I am not going to kill you, Ms.____.”

“Why not?”

Even though you couldn’t see his facial expression, just by the way he leaned back in his chair; he was clearly shocked by your question.

“Would you rather be killed?”

You gulped. “Yes.”

He stood up from his chair, walking around the table and towards you. “I can easily snap your neck in one swift movement. You would be dead before you even realize what just happened.”

His voice menacing and anyone who has ever faced Ren when he was angry knew to never try to challenge the man or creature (You’ve never seen his face). At that moment, you just really didn’t care if he was going to kill you or not, especially since he was the reason why you’ve been living in this hell hole in the first place. The three words that came out of your mouth surprised you.

“Then do it.”

You were up on your feet, glaring at him. Your body was trembling from the adrenaline that was coursing through your veins. Standing there, you knew instantly that you were officially dead.

The table flew from behind you, crashing against the opposite wall.

“You are under my control, whether you like it or not. Next time you try to tempt me, I’ll make sure to take your offer.”

[imagines-nerd]

Photograph

A/N: Just a little Adam Driver fun.

Being Adam Driver’s personal photographer had its ups and downs. When you were first offered the job, you couldn’t believe that there was a job as someone’s personal photographer. As you did more researching, you realized that the job was actually legit. Many celebrities have them, including the President of the United States.

You’ve been on this job for about a month now and it’s been incredibly hectic. Ever since “Star Wars: The Force Awakens” was released, you have followed him everywhere. Movie premiers, interviews and you have even crossed halfway around the world, places you would’ve never thought you would ever do in your lifetime.

Traveling is one of its good sides but being jet-lagged and trampled on by multiple fans and paparazzi was another thing.

How can any celebrity enjoy this kind of life? According to Adam, you just have to wave and smile, even if you’re feeling like shit.

“I don’t think I can live like this. Sooner or later, someone is eventually going to connect their face into my fist.”

He chuckled as you set up your DSLR camera. Everything was ready and you had extra of everything. As his photographer, you can never be too sure how the day will go on.

“I’m not bothered by it. Seeing fans is an extraordinary experience.”

“Especially those women who dress as a sexy female version of your character.” You said, checking each lens.

“That too.”

Finishing your check up, placed everything in your back, except the camera that was slung around your neck. “Already set.” You smiled.

“Isn’t that bag heavy for you?” He said, eyeing the camera bag that was slung over your shoulder.

“Not really. Kind of got used to it. Unless you are asking because you want to help.” You were joking until you saw him extend his arm.

“Adam-.”

“C’mon. We’ve gone through so much and I haven’t even offered to help. At least I can help you with something, right?”

“Yes but-.”

“No buts Ms._____. Hand it over. Please.” He was giving you his infamous pout. With his dark brown eyes and his pouted lip, he knew exactly how to change your mind.

You sighed. “Fine. You know what that face does to me.”

He beamed. “I know.”

You handed him the camera bag. As he took it, he frowned. “This IS heavy. How do you even do it?”

“I’m stronger than you think, Driver.” You raised your camera, taking a picture of him. “For my personal viewing.” You said, looking at the little screen.

“I wonder how many of my photographs become for your personal viewing.” He smirked, giving you a wink.

“Shut up and to answer your curious thought, only this one. If I sent this to your people, they will ultimately fire me. They might think I’m making you carry my stuff.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll tell them that it was my idea. Wouldn’t want my favorite photographer getting fired.”

Before you could say anything, his phone buzzed, taking his attention away.

[imagines-nerd]

Commander Ren: Part 1

One year before

Sweat trickling down your back, heart beating rapidly, and your hot breath coming out in shallow wheezes, you prayed to the lords above that your feet won’t give up on you as you try to escape from your captors.

The First Order had destroyed the only place you called home. You knew you will eventually be caught and when you did, you knew it wouldn’t end well. From what you heard from the talks around the village, he either take the survivors or kill all escapees.

Hiding behind a tree, you took in some air, trying to stop the burning pain that was coming from your chest. Your emotions overwhelmed you, tears rolling down your cheek.

Everything was gone. Nothing remained. Not even your family.

Footsteps can be heard coming your way. You quickly wiped your tears away as you began to run once again.

“I see her. There she is!” You heard one of the Storm Troopers yell out.

Panic struck you as you quicken your pace, hoping to lose them. You ran into something tall and dark, losing your balance and landing on your back. Once you looked up, your whole body turned cold. No one in the galaxy can ever mistaken him. He was the creature who everyone feared.

You quickly stood up, trying your best to run away from him but to your better luck, the Storm Troopers arrived, pointing their guns at you.

“Shall we annihilate her, sir?” One of them asked, their finger locked on the trigger. In that moment, you accepted your fate. What

What do you have to live for? Everyone you knew was dead, even your family. Maybe t was for the best. You might reunite with them after they have killed you.

“No.”

Both you and the Storm Troopers looked at Ren in astonishment. Did he really just refused to have you killed?

“She may be an important asset for us. May have information that we need,” he said, every metallic word that was coming from his helmet vibrated.

“Take her with the others and make sure no one escapes.” And with that final word, Ren walked passed you, leaving you with the baffled troops.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Current Time

It’s been a complete year since your capture. Everyone who was captured were either killed on sight or were left working for the First Order. No matter what skills you had, you were left with doing something that you had no clue about.

You were based as a technician. For the first couple of months, you had no idea what you were doing. You hoped that they will see how useless you were so they can just kill you. But that wish was never met.

If you were struggling, General Hux, the red-headed man who looked like he had a stick up his ass, would send someone to help. You and Hux didn’t really like each other’s company. He looked at you like a pointless life and even though death would be a much easier option for you, the way he treated you and spoke about you just pissed you off.

The only real reason he would send help, was because Commander Ren. Everyone on Base reported the infamous leader as Commander Ren. No Kylo Ren, not even Ren, only Commander Ren.

The only you actually faced the Commander was the day you were captured, other than that, you’ve only seen him speak to Hux and that’s about it.

You checked your watch and saw that it was 30 minutes past your work time. Taking the data pad on your lap, you shut off your work, getting ready to leave. As you were about to walk out, a tall dark figure stood right on your path, making you jump with fright.

“Jesus! You scared the sh-,” before you can finish your sentence, you then realized who you were talking to.

“I’m so sorry, Commander Ren. I-I thought you were somebody else.”

He didn’t say anything. Even though he was wearing his mask, you knew he was analyzing you.

“What’s your name?”

Out of everything he could’ve said, he wanted to know what was your name?

“(F/N), (F/N) (L/N), sir,” You said, trying to sound as confident as possible.

“And what do you do, Ms. (L/N)?”

“Um…. I’m one of the technicians, sir.” You were feeling uncomfortable as he just stared at you with every answer you gave him.

“Your days as a technician has been revoked. You will no longer be doing any…..technical things. Starting tomorrow, you will be working with me.”

If you were trying to hide your shock from the Commander, you were definitely failing.

“Working for you? I’m sorry, Commander but H-, I mean, General Hux never told me anything about changing positions.”

“I made the decision just now. You’ll be at my quarters at 8 am. Do not be late.” And he was gone.

What just happened?

[imagines-nerd]

Kiss from the Devil

You were never into the party scene. You were more of a “stay at home and binge watch television series/movies on Netflix” kind of person, but ever since you met the devil himself, Lucifer Morningstar, you were eventually brought into the world of booze, sex, and drugs.

Of course, you never drank, slept around or even touched an illegal substance, but with Lucifer owning the famous Lux Nightclub, you had to deal with people who were into those types of things.

Luckily tonight, Lucifer decided to close the club for the night and just “hangout”. Even though all the bad rep Lucifer gets from religious people and the way media portrays him on the media, he wasn’t a bad person. He was there when you needed someone to talk to and he gave you advice, even though some you didn’t dare take cause they would lead to you being in jail for the next 5 years or so.

Mazikeen decided to join in on the hangout session which surprised you because during her nights when she wouldn’t be busy with the club, she would be out with some stranger. Both Lucifer and Maze were holding a glass of vodka while you were holding a glass of water.

“Seriously, _____, you need to give alcohol a try. It isn’t as bad as you think.” Lucifer said as he took a sip from his drink.

“I’ll take your word”, you said, raising your glass.

“So, how was your date with that….what was his name…..Nicholas,” Maze said, giving you a mischievous smirk.

“Ooooh! Right, how was that? And don’t leave out any dirty detail,” Lucifer said.

You turned bright red. “It went fine. Nothing really happened to tell you the honest truth. We just went out to eat and that’s about it.”

“Really? Well, that’s no fun.” Lucifer said as he pours himself another drink.

“To me it was fine. I really didn’t expect anything to happen on the date, anyways. He was distant and I think that was because he recently lost his cat.”

Maze almost spitted her drink out, chuckling. “He wasn’t into the date because of the death of his feline friend? He’s definitely a virgin.”

Lucifer looked skeptical. “I’m not too sure, Maze. I have seen a few humans who are virgins but are primal beasts in the sack. I’ve witnessed it myself.”

You playfully rolled your eyes. “Even if he is a virgin, there’s nothing wrong with that. Losing a pet can be hard. A lot of times, people can’t even recover from it.”

“That’s the cost of having a creature in your home. You buy them, feed them, bathe them and sooner or later, they die,” Mazikeen said as she laid back on the couch.

“But here’s the question I want to know: Did he kiss you?” Lucifer smiled.

“No.”

Both Lucifer and Mazikeen groaned.

“But it’s okay. Either way, I’m not really ready for my first kiss.”

As if in unison, they both sat up from the couch, their faces showing complete shock.

“______, are you telling us that you’ve never kissed anyone?” Lucifer asked.

“Nope.”

“Not even a little peck?” Mazikeen said in bewilderment.

“Not even a peck on a cheek.”

It was a silent for a good 2 minutes before they both started throwing questions at you.

Have you ever had any crushes? How many dates you’ve been on? Were you insane? Did you have any sexual desires, etc.

“Look, I know it may be a shock to you guys but there are many people who haven’t had their first kiss yet. It’s normal,” You said after they were done with their questions.

“It’s normal for a 2 year old to not have their first kiss but it’s not normal for a grown adult to not kiss anyone.” Mazikeen said.

You blushed at the comment. Not having your first kiss wasn’t a big deal to you but with the way Mazikeen put it, it sounded really bad.

“I guess guys don’t want to kiss me. Also, I really haven’t met anyone who I’ve has the urge to want to kiss them. Many of the guys I have dated are either rude or distant.”

Mazikeen rolled her eyes. “Everyone knows that the “perfect guy” doesn’t exist out there. It’s all a fantasy.”

You sighed. “You’re probably right.”

“We should get someone to kiss you.”

Looking up at Mazikeen, you gave her a fearful look. “No thanks. I can wait.”

Mazikeen smiles as she turns to Lucifer. “What do you say if you introduce _____ here, on some action?”

Lucifer gave her a mischievous smile. “Why not?”

“Are you really considering Lucifer in being my first kiss?” You asked as a blush begun to return on your face.

“I would do it but Lucifer does an exceptional job and maybe you can learn a thing or 2,” Mazikeen chuckled.

You looked at both Mazikeen and Lucifer.

“What if I’m a bad kisser? I’m not going to be the face of all your taunting little jokes.”

“Oh, please. I’m not the type to kiss and tell,” Lucifer said, waving his hand as to push the idea aside.

You sighed. “Fine.”

You stood up from where you were sitting and sat beside Lucifer.

“This is gonna be fun to watch,” Mazikeen said, as she laid back onto the couch.

“Before we do this, I’m just gonna warn you, I have no experience whatsoever. Also, no touching in inappropriate places. Got that, Lucifer.” You said, giving him a stern look.

“Of course, darling. I am a gentleman.”

“And I also know you are the devil.”

Before you can even say anything, he took your face in his hands and leaned it. To your surprise, his lips were softer than you expected. He was gentle and the moment almost felt…..sweet. You kissed him back with the same pace. It felt an eternity kissing him but you actually enjoyed it.

As soon as he pulled away, your face was flushed and your heart was beating in an erratic pace. To your surprise, Lucifer was also breathing heavily and this was the very first you actually saw him….blush?

“Well?”

You turn to look at Mazikeen, her eyebrow cocked, waiting for an answer.

“I have to go.”

You quickly got up from your seat, grabbing your coat that was laid carefully on the couch.

“Oh, come on, ____, it wasn’t that bad.” You heard Mazikeen call out as you reached the door.

Not even looking back, you walked out, not knowing that the feelings you were feeling were identically matching Lucifer’s.

[imagines-nerd]

Benedict Timothy Carlton Cumberbatch was born 40 years ago on 19th July of 1976, thank you for blessing this world with your talent and beauty.

[imagines-nerd]

mood

[imagines-nerd]

[imagines-nerd]

Perfect

[imagines-nerd]

Turning 21 has never been more FABULOUS!!! 😎👑