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LOU MILLER

៵ ִֶָ ⋆ the gaps in your hearts part 1 | part 2 — you were haunted by a ghost in lou’s life.

៵ ִֶָ ⋆ the mile high club 18+ — a literal and figurative “i’m in heaven” with lou.

៵ ִֶָ ⋆ change of pace 18+ — you’ve been riling your girlfriend up all day – nothing new because you love how she reminds you of your place – of who’s in control. but tonight, you have different plans.

៵ ִֶָ ⋆ home for the holidays — lou doesn’t have any idea that you’ll be back home today. the gang had helped to keep lou busy, and all she knows is you’ll be back a day before new year’s.

៵ ִֶָ ⋆ always been yours — if she wanted to play that game then you’ll give her a good one. you definitely are not jealous–you and lou were just friends.

៵ ִֶָ ⋆ nothing beats home — lou spoils you after a long day at work.

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yoga for free?? - tammy x reader

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headcanon this is based on

summary: your girlfriend always tries to get you to do yoga with her...how it took so much convincing, the world may never know.

includes: tammy x fem!reader, thoughts italicized, all in readers POV

warnings: none.

1,154 words

Y/N POV//

The view in the newly finished bonus room is immaculate. And no I'm not talking about the giant window.

"Are you doing push ups?"

Tammy's eyes stay closed, "No, this is the chaturanga," she presses up into a plank and shifts into upward facing dog, "Would you like to join me?"

"Mmm I don't know, the couch is calling my name."

"It'll be fun! Please? I have another mat." she sits up on her knees in anticipation.

I look down at my pajamas then at her outfit, "I should change."

"Really? Yay, okay, I have some stuff you can borrow in my top right drawer. Just help yourself, honey."

"I shall return."

Tam stands, "I'll get the other mat and some water."

"All set?" she tightens her ponytail.

"Yep."

"Okay, where to start?" one hand taps her chin as the other rests on her hip, sweatpants hanging low enough to reveal the waistband of spandex, "Stretching obviously."

Tammy leads me through a simple routine. Shoulder stretch, triceps, hamstring, and so on.

"We'll start easy. We'll do the first two warrior poses. Just a forward lunge and reach up," she demonstrates and looks my way once I follow, "perfect. Now shift into number two."

Instead of explaining it, Tammy faces me, guides my arms into a T position and turns my torso to open my hips.

With a hand still on my hip she uses the other to urge me downwards, "For triangle pose just tilt your upper body. Bring your right hand to your right ankle, keep your chest open as you look up at your left hand...mhm. You should feel a slight stretch right here." her fingertips circle my exposed side.

"I like your yogi voice." it’s all soft and soothing, slightly deeper than her speaking voice.

"Thank you, gorgeous. With your feet still flat, press your right hand into the floor. Let your right knee form a right angle, there you go, baby. Now reach and lift from your left heel up through your fingertips."

Her hand slides from my waist, down my left leg and slowly back up to adjust my left arm from pointing vertically to beside my head.

"Just like that...okay, you can stand back up. Hold your elbows and fold forward into rag doll, let your upper body hang. Just to loosen up some more before we do any floor poses."

I catch her take a sip of her water and shed her sweatpants, now displaying one of her many workout sets.

She offers me my water, "You know child pose, right?"

"Uh- like this?" after a sip, I kneel and curl into a ball.

Tammy smiles, "Spread your knees a little wider- good girl. Now let your belly rest between your thighs and rest your forehead on the mat."

"Where do I put my hands?"

"Relax your elbows and have your arms either out by your head, palms flat, or back towards your ankles, palms up."

I look towards my girl, "Hi."

"Hi," she turns her head my way, "You like this one?"

"Favorite so far."

Tammy rolls her eyes, "Time for cat and cow. On all fours."

"Oh me oh my."

"Knees at hip distance. Fingers spread evenly. Inhale and lift your tailbone to come into cow pose, eyes going up as you do. Then exhale and tuck your hips, back rounded, bring your chin towards your chest. Do that on every breath."

"What does this one do?"

"Helps with flexibility in the neck, shoulders, and spine," she takes a deep breath in, "Most of yoga does. It can also increase mobility, better your posture." she breathes out, "Doesn't that feel good?"

"Surprisingly, this is rather relaxing."

"Good. Before downward dog, let's do extended puppy."

"Exte-? Who names these?"

She settles back and twists side to side to crack her back, laughing as she's does, "The real names are in hindi, it's better to have weird english names than butcher a language."

"I see, so what is extended puppy?"

"I'll show you," Tammy shuffles to kneel beside my mat, "it's basically child pose but you keep your legs like cat and cow."

"Oh okay." I attempt the pose.

"There you go, baby. Forehead to the mat," she pats the back of my thigh, "keep your hips over your knees," her hand curves over my ass and pulls the waistband of my shorts up to position me as needed, "Right there...perfect."

Extended puppy must be hindi for face down ass up because what-

"Arms straight out, honey. Do you feel it right here?" she presses the pads of her fingers into my lower back before letting them trail down my spine.

"Now downward dog?" I press my palms into the floor and straighten my legs.

Tammy stands to adjust my form. She taps my ankle with her foot so I widen my stance, she stands between my open legs and I feel her body curve into mine when she leans over me to push my head down, "Eyes on your knees. You can bend your legs a bit if you need to, baby, but you're doing so well."

"Oouu I feel this one."

She gently massages the back of my thighs, "It targets your hamstrings, calves, and achilles' tendon. Which leg is more flexible? I think it's your right one."

"You probably know better than I do." I wiggle my hips side to side.

Tam drums on my butt, "If you lift a leg it's a three legged downward dog, wanna try?"

"Sure?"

"I'll brace you," she stands astride my left leg, hips pressed to my ass. One hand holding my waist and the other lifting my leg as far as it'll go, "can you take a little more?"

"Good lord, Tam-Tam, tell me they don't do this in your class!"

"No," she laughs lowly, "I'm more of a hands on teacher, with you at least."

"I hope so. This is like advanced scissoring right here and you're doing it for free." I sigh in relief when she lowers my leg.

"Stop seducing me and do upward facing dog,"

"I'm seducing you?!"

"Honey," she pushes my butt down, "Bring your arms perpendicular to the mat, fingers spread. Shoulders away from your ears and down to open your chest...neck elongated."

Her hands pull my hair back, down to my hips, and around to the front of my thighs.

"Your knees and hips should be lifted, only the tops of your feet should be on the mat."

"Not that I'm complaining but we didn't have to do yoga for you to feel me up."

"I know but isn't this fun?" she lays her body over mine, "You look adorable in my clothes and you're doing so well..." her lips graze my cheek before she trails butterfly kisses along my shoulder.

I turn my head, silently requesting a kiss.

She obliges, "Mhm...namaste."

"Namaste."

[loverofallthingssarah]

Crime of love

Synopsis: Tammy and the crew have another heist and reader is a new security guard

WARNING: none

Word count: 1.8 K

A/N: sorry for any mistakes or typos!

The thrill of the chase, that’s what Tammy found exhilarating. Of course, the money was great and she didn’t have any complaints about the lifestyle it paved for herself and her children, but it was so much more than that for her. She loved the adrenaline she got from every heist and although she was out of commission after she settled down; she was back in the game. Going through her recent divorce sent Tammy in a worldwide of emotion. She wanted to make up for the time she missed being glued to his side. She wanted to really find herself. And now being back where she was meant to be all along… she finally was finding herself.

Debbie was debriefing the gang on the latest heist at an upcoming art auction. Art dealing was such a high stakes market and you all knew you would come out clean. Tammy was all in from the get.

“Tammy, we need you to scope around the vicinity and get a hold of a security ID badge to get us access to all areas of the gallery. I know this is normally Constance's job, but she’s out with the flu. And you’re the only one I trust to get it done,” Debbie says as Tammy nods. She liked when she had more than just fencing to do. They had about a month of preparation before the heist would take place. Once everyone had their assignment, they all dispersed their separate ways and started to put the plan into action.

A couple of days later, Tammy was at the gallery doing some recon. Taking her time to really get to know the surroundings, as well as finding her mark. She needed to find the perfect guard, to be able to get close enough to snatch up an ID badge.

Tammy was standing off the side in an entryway just watching the traffic of the gallery when her eyes landed on you. A beautiful young woman, in a security guard uniform seemingly so out of place. Tammy thought you had to be in your mid twenties and she never would have pegged you in this type of job but as soon as her eyes found yours she knew she needed to get closer to you. Which meant… you were now her mark.

A new job in the big city was still something you were getting used to after moving to New York. Everything was so different here, everything moved so fast. You were still so unsure of your decision, but then you finally got a call back for a job and here you were. Standing in a room full of art, waiting for something amazing to happen. Little did you know, it was all starting right now.

Tammy walked closer to you. She knew better than this, but she had to get closer, “Hi, I’m looking for the new installation piece. Do you know where I can find it?”

Your eyes landed on the prettiest woman you’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting, “Oh, yes. If you walk right down that hallway over there. Take the first left and then follow the path all the way down and it will be on the right.” You watch as she looks down the hall contemplating for a moment and then looks back at you.

“Would you mind showing me?” she winks at you, “I’m not great with directions.”

“Yeah, follow me, Miss,” you both started walking side by side down the hall. “My name is Tammy, by the way.”

You smiled, “Nice to meet you, Tammy. I’m Y/n.”

Tammy was cursing herself for giving you her name but it just slipped out. She wanted to hear her name dance upon your lips. You were looking at some bystanders standing too close to a painting, and when you started to remind them about the rules Tammy saw the perfect chance to snag your ID badge. Her hands delicately lifted it from your uniform and just as she stashed it in her purse, you turned back towards her, “I’m sorry about that. Shall we?”

She nods, and you notice a glint of regret in her eye. “Is everything okay?” you ask.

“Oh, yes. After you, darling.” you blush at the pet name and resume your trek to the new exhibit. While walking the little distance, you both make small talk. The conversation flows so easily, better than with friends you’ve known all your life. You weren’t quite ready for it to end, “here’s your stop, Tam.”

“Thank you for leading the way, darling,” your insides squirm with butterflies as you turn to go your separate way.

“I hope to see you around, Y/n.” You turn around, “Me too, Tam.” You give her one final look before you make your way back to your post. Your coworker looks at you, “Why are you smiling like an idiot?” You shrug, “No reason,” while still carrying a goofy grin on your face.

“Yeah, sure. Where is your ID badge?” you look down by your side and realize it's missing from the holder. “I… I don’t know. It must have slipped out or something? I’ll look around for it.”

Over the next couple of weeks, the trope got the plan all set up and ready for action, but little did everyone know that Tammy snuck off every day to visit you at the gallery. With each passing second, she spent with you her feelings grew and she knew she was stuck between a rock and hard place. Where did her importance lie now? The heist or you.

“Tammy? Where has your head gone? You’re staring off into space! We need you to concentrate,” Lou’s voice quakes through her daydream of you a week before the heist takes place.

“Oh, yes sorry about that,” Tammy replied feeling foolish for the crush she developed on you. She knew she needed to put it behind her for now, so the heist could go flawlessly. The last thing she wanted was for the failure of the group to be placed on her shoulders. For this next week, Tammy knew she needed to avoid you at all costs. Time flew by and before she knew it today was the big score. Tammy was itching to get this heist over with because her nerves were unruly with the chance of you finding out why she was there in the first place.

You were confused as to why Tammy just never came back to see you, but you were so used to disappointment you tried to not let it bother you. You were busy with work tonight being the big auction of the gallery's most valuable art. You were at your post until you noticed a beautiful lady in a black sparkly dress in the audition of the auction. You knew right away it was the lady you’ve been falling for, but why was she here? She never mentioned coming to the auction and you’d remember if she had because you spent a good amount of time discussing it. A part of you wanted to walk right up to her and ask why she ghosted you, but the rational part of you knew not to make a scene. If she wanted to talk to you she would, she knew where to find you.

Tammy knew exactly where you were. She could see you out of the corner of her eye, and she wanted to approach you more than anything. But she had a job to do, and without a doubt, the whole plan was running smoothly. Until she bumped into you… “Oh, I’m so sorry, Miss… Tammy?”

“Hi, darling,” Tammy replied shyly. She needed to be out in the van now, but of course, she would bump into you on the way out. She could hear Debbie buzzing in her ear to get the hell out.

“I… what happened Tammy? You just disappear on me. Did I do something?” you asked shyly hoping you weren’t making a fool of yourself.

“Y/n, I-,” Tammy starts to say but then she hears Debbie’s voice ushering her away, “I really would love to talk about this, but I really have to go now.”

“But, Tam-,” and before you even got your sentence out she was running off. You watched her for a second, but then you followed after her. You got to the back exit and watched her slither through the door. You walked out and saw her hope into a van filled with seven other women. And you saw all you needed to see to know exactly what was happening, but it was Tammy. Tammy. She couldn’t have.

They zoomed by in the van and you turned around. As you did, you heard the alarms go off inside. You rushed back into your superiors, “Y/n, someone made off with two of the prized auction pieces! Did you see any suspicious activity?”

You knew, and you knew what you needed to say, but, “No, sir. I didn’t see anything.”

Weeks went by while the gallery was under search for the art thieves and you hadn’t heard a word from Tammy. You should have expected this all along, of course, she was just using you to get her score. You weren’t sure why you didn’t just turn her in, but a part of you still cared no matter how stupid that must be.

You were on your way home, walking by fifth avenue when you heard your name being called through a crowd of people, “Y/n!”

You looked behind you and you saw Tammy being shoved towards you by the other women from that day.

“Tammy?” She finally approaches you, “Hi, darling.”

“I… Tammy? What is all this? Why are you even talking to me?” You say out of built up emotion. “I’m sorry, Y/n. I messed up. I wanted so badly to do what was best for you and my partners but in the end, I just fucked up. I’m sure you know what happened. I know you saw everything. Why didn’t you give us up?”

“Because I like you Tammy, and I know how stupid that sounds… but I just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t,” you looked down solemnly. You feel Tammy’s hand on your chin lifting your head back up. You feel her lips touch yours in the most delicate kiss. It feels like the missing link to your happiness clicked into place the moment her lips touched yours. The kiss continued until you both heard whoops and hollers in the background. You broke apart giggling at one another.

“I like you too, Y/n. I trust you. If you’ll join us… me, I want to take care of you,” she whispers against your lips. You think about the risk you’d be taking being in a relationship with a notorious criminal, but you already knew what you wanted, who you wanted, “Yes.”

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