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+25, she 🤍 otome + selfship sideblog

[deathdetermineslife]

imagine waking your f/o up in the morning to a million kisses! absolutely smothering them, kissing them all over their cheeks and forehead and jaw. they groggily try to push you away, wanting a few extra minutes of sleep, but you just can't resist. the sigh and pull you in closer, relenting to the onslaught of love and affection.

[deathdetermineslife]

okay but selfship pining stage

imagine how your f/o must've felt when they were falling for you. how everytime they'd see you their heartbeat would quicken.

imagine how when they were alone their thoughts would drift towards you. they'd be doing some menial task and find themselves thinking about you. how they'd wonder why, how they'd tell themselves to stop thinking and focus on their work.

imagine them seeing something and think "oh, (s/i) would like this." and then them trying to talk themselves out of buying it for you because "what if they think I'm weird? they may not even like me."

and imagine how it would feel the first time they finally work up the courage to gift you something. maybe you can tell they're flustered? or, maybe you can't, because your own heart is absolutely pounding out of your chest, distracting you from what they may be saying to you.

of course, you're ecstatic, but think of how they felt. how relieved they are, how excited they are that you accepted their gift. and they go home, and it's the only thing they think about all night.

and then what about you? I'm sure you feel the same way. and you're sat up wondering if they're in love with you, or maybe you're just overthinking it, because they can't possibly be in love with you, fight? oh, but what if?

[bunny-lovers]

You resting your head on your f/o’s lap while they play with your hair or read to you. And you’re so sleepy.

proship/darkship/neutral DNI

[bunny-lovers]

Imagine your f/o failing to fall asleep because they can’t stop thinking of you. All night, their thoughts of you haven’t settled down. They get so frustrated that they start huffing and puffing, cursing your name because ‘how dare you do this to them’ and for so long at that! Or maybe they’ll scream into a nearby pillow, face warm- no no face hot and lips wobbly with embarrassment because the thoughts just won’t end.

proship/darkship/neutral DNI

[soulrending]

i want to FLUSTER that man. i want to make him BLUSH. i want to make him feel VULNERABLE AROUND ME. i want to make him WEAK IN THE KNEES. i want to kiss him

[starshakez-deactivated20251212]

Imagine your F/O finally feeling safe and comfortable with you. They let their guard down and show the side of themselves no one ever sees. The soft and vulnerable side of them only you get to see.

With you, they know they're safe and loved ♡

[cheshireliam]

[saer4n]

so just from the very first part of ‘sweet chapter’, artem cooks for you (and he’s excellent at it…), rearranges the kitchen according to your habits, buys a matching apron for you, spends time fantasying about doing everything in the world with you, is a little overprotective, blushes easily… i’ve been struck with cupid’s heart

[saer4n]

artem seems so professional and a little cold when you first meet him, but turns out he gets easily flustered and blushes deeply oh my god oh my godddddd. i need to get hospitalized

[saer4n]

aaaaahdddjfbfh what else what eeeeelseeee 😖😖😖

[saer4n]

i really am gonna go crazy

[saer4n]

just played a little bit of this and oh my god. first of all the illustrations are so beautiful. second of all i only just started playing tot and there’s already these side stories w the lis and mc in a rship, doing all kinds of mundane couple things, with such adoration and fondness for each other… i think i’m gonna go crazy

[saer4n]

he looks so fond of you when you want to play rock paper scissors 🥺

[saer4n]

the other day i finished liam’s route and i felt like i fell down a hill when reading the nsfw scenes. girl who plays an otome game w nsfw content for the first time

[heavensickness]

can i offer you a shitpost in these trying times

[saer4n]

toasty would spoil me so much and it’d make me so happy and a little overwhelmed but most importantly he’d pay for my therapy sessions he’d be like honey i love u but u really need therapy here take my credit card

[saer4n]

wanted to write something with toasty (and my oc? unnamed oc, basically a self insert) based on this robo ask. i’m not fluent in english so i’m sorry for any mistakes. thank you if you read it <3

“you okay?”

toaster’s concerned voice brings me back to reality. i realize i had been lost in thought for a while now. the private boat he had rented for us is sailing slowly through the river and we are side by side on the outside deck seats, resting after having dinner under candle lights. 

“i am! sorry, the view is just so beautiful,” i say, eyes still on it. the city lights reflect in the water, dancing, as dusk paints the sky a hazy pink.

“but…?” he says with a smile. he knows me so well by now. 

“it’s just… i’m not really used to private boats.“ i realize how that sounds and shift on the seat to look at him. “doesn’t mean i don’t like it, of course. i loved the dinner, the candles, the gifts, everything. thank you so very much,” he gives me a small smile. “but it’s… new, and i’m still in awe. it’s the first time i’ve been somewhere as fancy as this.”

he takes my hand and kisses my knuckles. i blush, and so does he. it had only been a few days since we had met face-to-face and we are still getting used to showing affection like this.

“i get it,” he says. he doesn’t let go of my hand. i put my head on his shoulder. “i’m sorry, i guess i got a little carried away.”

“a little?”

“alright, maybe more than a little,” he says, and i laugh. “but you can’t blame me, i… can’t help it, i guess? i can’t, with you here.”

i bury my face in his shoulder.

“you can’t help it?”

“you… you deserve all this and more,” he says. “fuck, it was so frustrating when we were so far away from each other and i couldn’t give you all this,” his thumb caresses my fingers. “but um, is it okay? if i want to keep spoiling you?”

i close my eyes. i’m glad he can’t see the way my eyes tear up.

“yeah, i might be able to get used to it,” i tease, “rich boy.”

he laughs, and my stomach is filled with butterflies.

almost unconsciously, i shift my body to face him, placing my legs on his lap. i feel him tense a little; it’s probably the first time we are so close, my body against his side, my head resting on his shoulder. i’m so aware of his body heat, his breathing, his every movement, and i love

the way i fit next to him. if i look up, there’ll be so little distance between our faces it makes me dizzy, so i look down at our hands in my lap instead. slowly, i intertwine my fingers with his. our hands are still slow and hesitant, and i can feel the blood rushing through my veins with each touch.

“just so you know,” i say, almost in a whisper, “i love everything you give me, but what i love the most, is you.”

there’s a pause. he squeezes my hand. “i love you, too, so much.”

i sigh happily, replaying those words in my head. i feel so warm inside, and somehow the view looks even lovelier. the only thing i can hear is the water against the boat, and my own heart.

“i was… i was wondering…” he says, and i feel him swallow. when he doesn’t continue, i dare to look up. he’s looking down, and i can see his blushing face in the fading dusk light.

“what is it?” i whisper.

he smiles to himself and meets my eyes.

“is it alright if… i kissed you?” my heart pounds in my chest. he turns even redder. “i-it’s okay if you—“

“please, do,” i interrupt, a nervous laugh escapes my lips. he looks at me for a second, and then he smiles, his eyes are so full of fondness it makes me wanna cry. “please,” it sounds like begging, but i don’t care anymore.

he moves forward a little, looking at my lips. i close my eyes, too nervous to look.

i feel his hand slowly cup one of my cheeks, his thumb caressing my skin. i melt into his touch and lean into it, wrapping my fingers around his wrist. his hand feels cold against my hot skin. then his lips meet mine, and my mind goes blank.

he opens his lips just a little, tilting his head slightly, and i follow him. he kisses me so slowly and gently and yet i still feel my head spin. he tastes so sweet, i immediately feel like i could get addicted to it. his free hand is in my other cheek and he brings me even closer, deepening the kiss, still as gently.

when we break apart, we stay there, foreheads touching, trying to catch our breath. he gives me another small kiss and puts his forehead on my shoulder.

“you okay?” i ask, leaning into him.

“mhmm,” he mutters, and i can hear his smile.

i can’t help but laugh at us, happiness overflowing me.