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[toaoti-a]

Cupping his hand around the tiny flame, Corteo walked quietly into the living room with a cupcake held in his grasp. Birthdays were his favorite to celebrate, mostly because he wanted the special person to feel appreciated, but he was practical, simple in these celebrations. Making certain that the lone candle in the cupcake didn't go out, he held it out gingerly to Itachi, a smile already taking hold of his lips. "Make a wish... I hope it comes true."

Ita’s Birthday2k17 || @sofficecuore​

tidying up, it doesn’t occur to him right away, corteo’s presence that is. nor does it occur to him that time zones were tricky, especially between corteo’s country and japan. however, dark gaze brightens at the sight of his heart holding the cupcake. he remembered. birthdays weren’t always celebrated and itachi had usually chalked it up to another day. but since meeting the other, birthdays had become a simple celebration. where he could remember to celebrate, where they’d have a drink and some sweet that corteo made for him. and for itachi that’s all he needed, was corteo. if he could wish for anything, it was for them to always be together, through anything.

pale features softened with adoration and subdued delight and he leaned in, long, inky lashes shuttering over his gaze. a single breath was released, lips pursing. i wish....you would remain by my side, always happy and always content with who you fell in love with. but i also wish that i could have all the time in the world with you. the hours in a day just aren’t enough. grasping the cupcake in one hand, the opposite gently grasps the nape of his boyfriend’s neck and pulls him close so he can bestow a tender kiss to his lips. ❛❛ thank you. ❜❜ there’s a pause, lips spreading into an elated grin, eyes closing as he leans their foreheads together,  ❛❛ how did i become so lucky? ❜❜

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@sofficecuore

     ❝WANTED TO MAKE YOU some breakfast since you woke up so late. Surprised the alarm didn’t wake you since it was pretty damn loud as always.❞ Then again when you were being smothered by cats, it was probably hard to hear much of anything. ❝Y’know, breakfast in bed kinda thing? Always wanted to try it out, so thought why not try it out on you?❞ Corteo was the one always cooking (for a good reason), and so Angelo wanted to surprise him. The whole situation was similar to when children would attempt to make breakfast for their parents when they were sick...which under certain circumstance would be ‘cute’, but also rather horrifying at the same time. 

     Horrifying for the one who had to eat the food. 

[porcelainghosts]

Shyly, Corteo approached Eun-Ji, giving a gentle tap upon her shoulder. "Uhm... I kinda wanted to get somethin' for you," he started, holding out a sketchbook journal to her. "It isn't fancy, but I thought whenever we go to the botanical gardens you could use it to remember your thoughts." His smile was hopeful, somewhat hesitant as he placed his gift into her hands. "I hope you like it!"

【♡♡♡】 ——  Turning with a blink as she feels him touch her shoulder, dark hues widen with surprise as he presents her with his gift. Lips parting to speak, her words seem to catch in her throat and she has to resist the urge to hide her face behind the sketchbook, feeling a heat spread through her cheeks. She really shouldn’t be so emotional over such a thing, but the very fact that he had thought of her and how she might want to sketch the plants they see when they visited the botanical gardens had to be one of the sweetest things anyone has ever done for her.

❝ This... is one of the nicest gifts anyone has ever given me, ❞ she manages to squeak out before she throws her arms around him in a hug, unable to resist. When she steps back, she beams up at him, pressing the sketchbook to her chest. ❝ Thank you ! I’m definitely going to use this when we go~ ❞ honey brown curls bounce as she nods happily.

                                                    @sofficecuore.

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@sofficecuore - continued ⊱ ⋄

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       Many in the palace were thankful that Opal wasn’t the child in line to take the throne, considering her lax and someone spoiled nature wasn’t one that was fit to rule a kingdom. But she wasn’t a cruel princess, in fact, the opposite was true. A fun loving young woman who simply wanted to enjoy life the way she saw fit. She’d done the bare minimum of what her father asked of her growing up, so there was little room for genuine disappointment. And it only helped things considering her father’s little soft spot for her. The king had so much trouble saying no to this particular daughter, with how likable she was, regardless of how little mind she paid to her duties.

       So when a cute looking male in the kitchen caught her eye, her spoiled ass promptly requested him to be a personal servant, the male looking like someone who’d be fun to toy with and tease. (She could easily grow bored, and messing around with someone was definitely a fun way for her to pass her time.)

       Formalities were exchanged and Opal maintained a straight face throughout, though honestly she found this small ceremony a little extra. But no matter, if that was what it took to get what she wanted, it was a small price to pay. Once she’s left the throne room with her new servant in tow, she stops a moment to smile at him, happy to be out of ear shot.

       “Sorry about all that pomp and fluff nonsense, it’s really not that big of a deal.” she even had the gall to pet the man on the head, a bright, vibrant smile clear in her face, “You don’t have to act so formal and stiff when you’re just with me, okay? It really is no fun.”

[appxssionato]

@sofficecuore |  ❤’d (still accepting)

                    “Is it?” A chuckle parted his lips with a wave of his hand. “I’m not good with liquor though.”

[porcelainghosts]

【♡♡♡】 ——  Eun-ji had heard nothing but positive and glowing reviews for the club, especially about the dancers. Girls all over the internet were blogging up a storm about the cute males and their oh-so-scandalous uniforms and from the blurry snapshots she had seen, her interest had certainly been piqued. Unfortunately, for the month it had been open she really hadn’t had the time to visit, spending most of her evenings and weekends with clients. And they certainly weren’t the type who hung around clubs, that would be beneath them.

For Ji, however, clubbing had always been one of her favorite things to do. With friends or alone, she loves being able to dance away her worries, laugh and drink with friendly strangers with friendly faces, forget herself for a while. And now that she finally had time to spend an evening on the town, she did just that, practically making a bee-line for the new club. With a drink in hand, she wiggles through the crowd, chocolate optics shifting from one raised platform to the next where the dancers were strategically placed. Taking a small sip, she watches as a few female patrons held out bills for the men, giggling and grinning lasciviously, eyeing them as if they were a prize to be won. She feels a pang of sympathy, knowing exactly how it feels to be ogled in such a way, although most times she welcomes it. It’s a short ego boost, but it’s still flattering all the same.

Gaze continues to drift and they pass right over the familiar figure on one of the platforms before she does a double take. Plush lips pop open in a perfect O of surprise and she nearly drops her beverage as her mind scrambles to comprehend exactly what she is seeing. But, no matter how much she squints, she’d recognize the face of her friend anywhere. Pale cheeks flush at the skin tight outfit he wears, showing off the curves and definition of his figure perfectly with each sway of his body. No way. There is just no way ! Shy and quiet Corteo ? She feels as if she has intruded on a part of his life not meant for her to witness and she would have melted back into the crowd, would have left, if he hadn’t caught her gaze. Her blush only darkens, embarrassment squirming through her like she has been caught doing something wrong, though she knows she hasn’t. Maneuvering her way toward him, she stops at the edge of the platform and looks up, one hand planted on her hip and perfectly groomed brows raised in a silent question.

                                                    @sofficecuore

[toaoti-a]

@sofficecuore replied to your post: a contract demon au tho. i imagine itachi would...

eat corteo, itachi.

Tongue peeks out to swipe over his lips, inhaling the sweet aroma of such an innocent soul. Now, what were they doing wandering so close to a monster to him? And why was he questioning such a willing meal? Fingers stroked along tan features, fingers pausing beneath chin as crimson hues met hazel and a smirk curled languidly across his mouth. “ You must be a gift for all I’ve done. Tell me, do you taste, ” There’s a pause as he leans close, mouth by the human’s ear, tongue swiping over the shell of his ear, “  as delicious as you look? Heh, your soul will fill me for days on end.~”

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@sofficecuore replied to your post

Nya.

Nyas back.