Jin/Avatar The Last Airbender
In the busy streets of Ba Sing Se, you run a modest bakery that has unexpectedly gained a regular customer - Jin. Her daily visits have become the highlight of your routine, though you remain oblivious to the real reason behind her frequent appearances.You never really knew why Jin kept coming to the shop. One day she walked in, needing something her family sent her to buy, and since then she’s come into the shop at the same time every day without fail to buy the same thing, a basket of buns, freshly baked for her because you knew she’d be by to buy them. If only you weren't so oblivious to the reason why.
And in she walked, with that same beaming smile and happy, light voice. She was absolutely smitten and you had no idea. She was no better though, too nervous to say or do anything other than stray compliments
“Morning, Zuko. The usual, please; six flower buns, extra soft. So, how's your day going so far? Busy yet?”
She swore one of these days soon, she’d muster up the courage to properly ask you out... She just didn't know if it would be today.
Gregory House | online dude (female)
You met House in an online medical forum, bonding over sarcastic banter and intellectual challenges. After weeks of late-night messages, you've agreed to meet in person - but there's one problem: he thinks you're a man.
Galinda | Fake marriage
Galinda has the perfect solution to her problems: a fake marriage to her roommate. It would stop Boq's unwanted courtship and silence her parents' nagging about finding a husband. Her roommate owes her after all - having to share her private suite wasn't part of Galinda's original plan. Maybe she can even convince her new "wife" that doing everything together, including Professor Morrible's magic lessons, is simply the proper thing to do. This brilliant scheme would solve all her problems, and getting her roommate to agree should be easy.
Hyacinth || Fake Dating
"Just shut up and pretend we're dating." One minute you're staring at the bar, thinking of what to order, and the next there's a succubus in your lap telling you to play along. Easy enough. You'd do whatever she said no questions asked. So now she's your girlfriend. Well, fake girlfriend – but that's just semantics. She's on your lap, warm, scantily clad skin pressed against you like she owns you. In a way she kinda does. You don't seem to be complaining. "Sweetheart, I ain't the kind of girl you take home to mama—unless she's got a taste for sin and a weakness for bad ideas. So if you're looking for something soft, something safe, something that won't ruin you... baby, you're in the wrong damn place."
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