#yes...yessss ..good...delicious food... yes

[zzariyo]

me: omg i have so much to do!!! lol aaaaa!!!!

new pal: what if we shipped our two rito together

me: .....

me: suddenly nothing else fucking matters anymore

[donutz]

— *🍌 Split x reader fluff alphabet[2/16]

Affection(How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

— Pretty affectionate, usually with physical touch in private, or with spending time together, also words of affirmation!! She’s really good with that

— She really likes looking at you, you’re just so beautiful <3

— She likes picnics, talking, even small talk, shopping, decorating things, just spending time with her friends(or partner) is her go-to!

— She also likes teasing(😐) you about stuff!

— You’re rambling about your interests and then

— “*Chuckles*, You’re so cute.”

— “...”

— “Keep going..! I like hearing about your interests.”

— Stuff like that makes you go silent

— She shares food with you too, mm.. Banana smoothies.. (I don’t like bananas but I like Split)

— She likes randomly kissing you

— Especially if you get surprised and get all shy

— It’s an amazing sight to see

Best friend(How would they be as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

— She’s that chill and funny best friend

— If she’s in that crushing stage, she would hold back flirting with you

— She wouldn’t want the relationship between you two to soar off into the ocean

— But if she could sense signs of you crushing on her, she might just bring out some loving ‘jokes’

— “Y’know how swans stay together with their mate for the rest of their lives once they’ve found them?”

— “Oh, yeah, what about it?”

— “You wanna be my swan? ;3”

— “<:O… Good one..”

— She’s always cracking jokes, even if you don’t find them funny, you’ll still give her a little chuckle(or not)

— Honestly, you try your best not to make fun of her favorite foods

— bananas on pizza? How.. Delicious.

Cuddles(Do they cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

— YESSSS, SHE LOVES CUDDLES!!

—Big spoon?? YEA

— She would hold and cradle you like a baby if you want

— Since she has 4 legs, I would think she'd sit on her knees and since her lap is available you'd sit on it

— It's one of her favorite ways to cuddle

— She likes caressing and giving you kisses while cuddling

— She likes laying on her side while cuddling with you, but just know that your face will probably be facing her chest

— She babies you while cuddling, you're just so cute not to!

Domestic(Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

— She's a home-body, but enjoys being outside

— She probably enjoys camping, just my thought

— Do you think roasted bananas are a thing?

— Her cooking is amazing.

— She got the spices, the ingredients, the brains for it

— She has her own… Interesting recipes, but her cooking is good as the average mom's!(If your mom's cooking isn't as good, it's okay ^_^)

— She very much enjoys baking

— She likes the mixing process, sometimes even eating the ingredients(especially if they're bananas)

— She doesn't really enjoy cleaning, some music can make it seem okay(somewhat), but she still won't like it

Ending(If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

— “We need to talk.”

Fiance(How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

— Wouldn't do it first unless she's really passionate about it

— Probably would give you hints too

— “Heh. What if we got married, would you say yes?”

— “... Are you planning to giving me a special ring on my finger?”

— “Hmm.. Maybe ╮(︶▽︶)╭”

— If you proposed first—

— “HAH! *Snort* I GOT ONE TOO!” Then she would pull out the ring she meant to give you

— She'll marry you at any pace you're comfortable with, getting married is a big commitment y'know

— Even if you deny her proposal, saying you're not ready, she'll say, “It's fine.. You still wanna stay together though, right?”

— She wouldn't mind wearing the suit or dress

— She'd most likely wear the dress, but she looks really fine wearing the dress(like drop dead gorgeous)

— I swear she would, just see my vision

Gentle(How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

— She naturally has a soft touch

— She's gentle with anybody, especially you! But it's not like she treats you like you're like glass

— She still acknowledges the fact you're a human(or not, just having a human like body[or not])

— She’s always showing physical affection, holding hands and hugging are her main ways of showing it

— She holds your hand all the time, in public and in private

— If you always have cold hands, she loves warming them up

— She’ll rub both of your hands together, and let out a warm puff of air from her mouth to help

— She also cracks jokes about your cold hands

— “What a ‘freezing’ sensation!”

— She sometimes puts the palm of your hand on her cheek, just enjoying the temperature of your hands and the physical contact

— She’ll definitely listen to you spill your feelings

— She likes comforting you, but she's slightly afraid of using the wrong words

— She isn't really sure if she's could at comforting, but somehow is the best person you could go to when you want to smile instead of cry

— She loves hugging you to her chest when you're sad, she doesn't mind your tear stains on her shirt either

— I'm gonna break out in  a fanfiction hold on

— “How come you're crying? Peely :3?” (I can't come up with anything else, please don't judge the name I chose)

— In this world, you were crying about your guardian(Parent, sibling anybody you consider a guardian) yelling at you because of your actions

— Basically you spent 200 dollars on their card

— “Ah. Why'd you do that?”

— “They said I could! But I don't know why they yelled at me :(”

— “Did you ask if you could use large amounts of money?”

— “... No..”

— “That's why, you need to ask to do that typa stuff. Money's very valuable, y'know.”

— “:(”

— “C'mere ya waterworks”

— She pulls you to her chest, sitting you on her lap while spreading kisses to your wet face of tears

— She dries your face with her fingers and comments about how cute you are when you're crying

— Then giving you a big kiss on your cheek and saying it's okay.

Hugs(Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

— She loves hugs! Doesn't mind them in public either, but if you're not into that it's okay

— They're soooo comforting and soft

— She's so gentle with you

— She even hugs you in the elevator

— She does it at least once a day, but holds back on the amount she gives if you don't like hugs

— There's no point in making you uncomfortable for her own satisfaction.

— I'm not sure if I've stated this already, but she's naturally warm(My headcanon) and is like a heater to you

— She's a great hugger, pillow, and a heater for those Winter nights

— She has the warmest hugs, they're lovely

I love you(How fast do they say the L-word?)

— She says it everyday to remind you, especially in the morning

— You'll just wake up and she says good morning

— “Morning sweetie, love ya”

— Then a smooch on your forehead

— In a panic-like situation, as if you two were running from something she'd definitely say that she loves you

— “I love you so much— So let's run together, yea?” You could see the worry on her face

— Not angst, just fluff I swear

— “Love ya *mwah* and I *mwah* always will *mwah*”

— Yes, she's making those sounds while giving you kisses

Jealousy(How jealous do they get? What do they do when they're jealous?)

— She doesn’t really get jealous, she’s sure that you love her

— Hopefully…

— She isn’t the type to overthink, but sometimes she just thinks about how much you love her her

— She couldn’t get jealous with you and Bive hanging out together, like ever

— Bive would show zero indication that she’d love you while you’re with Split

— Let’s say.. You’re talking with a random stranger, and they kind of are too touchy

— Split goes up to you, because she was looking at some banana merch, and holds your hand while slightly wrapping her arm around yours

— Then she stares at the person, just staring…

— They eventually get the hint and back off

— She gently puts her hand on your cheek, forwarding your head to hers, making eye contact

— “What a ‘creeper’ am I right?” She jokes, smiling with her eyes closed

— You get flustered by her intimate tactic and lightly knock away her hand

— “Don’t do that..”

— “I know you like it.” She didn’t mean to make it sound like that.

— “... Stop.”

— “Oh— That’s not what I meant—” She shook her hands in an attempt to redeem her actions

— “Mhm…”

Kisses(What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

— She occasionally does the little, “Mwah” Sound, she thinks it sounds funny

— Her lips are very soft, she doesn’t really wear lipstick but her vaseline smears get on your cheek, or lips

— She really loves if you get nervous from getting kissed

— She finds it ridiculous! She always says how cute you are after flustering you

— Kissing you on the forehead makes her feel like a loving mom, but in a good way

— She likes kissing you there

— But when she can’t really reach there, she kisses your cheek

— If you have acne in a certain place, she’ll try to kiss anywhere but there(unless you don’t care about it), as what comes off of someone’s lips would worsen it

— She also enjoys kissing the back of your hand

— She doesn’t mind you kissing her anywhere, she likes when you kiss her on the lips though

Little ones(How are they around children?)

— They like playing with her paws and peels

— A child once asked if she ate a banana, would it be cannibalism?

— According to Yeucc, no

— According to Split, no, she doesn’t think so

— Some kids have asked to ride on her back

— One time she said yes

— Almost all the time after that, no

— Some kids have tried to… Bite her.

— She tells all children to move away from her bubble after that incident.

Morning(How are mornings spent with them?)

— If she’s not already, she hugs you to her chest

— Also giving you a kiss on the forehead, because she loves you soooo much!

— She likes sleeping in a little after waking up

— If you rush her to wake up she’d definitely say, “Mmm… Five more minutes..”

— Then she pulls you in, purposefully making you cuddle with her for another ‘five minutes’

Night(How are nights spent with them?)

— I feel like she needs to have noises playing in order to go to sleep

— “Can I play some nature sounds? It helps me sleep..”

— “Oh yeah, go ahead.”

— “RAUGHGHH, AWERRRRRAAW”

— I can’t express bear sounds in any other way

— She likes brown noise, she could probably even fall asleep to banana splat noises

— She likes cuddling up to you when sleeping, wouldn't mind being the little or big spoon, but most of the time is the big spoon

— She take her glasses off and if you wear glasses, she puts them next to yours

— She loves kissing you till you fall asleep

Open(When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

— Doesn’t have much to open up about, except when she just starts to think about reality

— But it isn’t that bad, because in this reality it’s Roblox, not the real world.

— Roblox doesn’t have as many problems compared to here on Earth.

— Anywho, she doesn’t really reveal stuff and keeps it to herself

— When she realizes she’s truly safe, she tells you her thoughts

— Split is quite thoughtful, and usually thinks about what will happen if she does a certain thing

— She says it bit by bit

— It takes her a long while before she says everything

Patience(How easily angered are they?)

— Doesn’t get mad, at you

— Like ever

— Never

Quizzes(How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

— As she is a snail, she isn’t really good with remembering

— And has short-term memory, for two minutes(because she’s a dog)

— But somehow, in someway, remembers A LOT about you

— You’re really special to her, how could she remember so little about someone so important?

— “Didn’t you say something about…”

— “Split, that was 2 months ago..”

— “Wait— Really?!”

— She always dots down facts about you in her notes, especially when you say something about your favorite whatever

— She has notes on her phone(if she even has one), and names it “Peel’s Favs”

Remember(What is their favorite moment in the relationship?)

— Probably when she realized you laugh at all of her jokes, even the bad ones

Security(How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

— Isn’t too protective, she really will try her best when protecting you

— I feel like she’d get pretty serious too, she can run pretty fast

— With her four legs, and also with her being a dog

— But the fact that she’s also a snail slows her down a little, because of her very big shell

— She HAS to know some type of martial arts

— Taekwondo maybe? (I’m saying this because I do Taekwondo)

— So if a fight is initiated, she immediately goes into fighting stance

— She would love if you protected her, but would try to get you to not fight

— She doesn’t want you to get hurt

Try(How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

— She likes decorating when it comes to dates, but having to figure it out can be hard

— Especially if you prefer very fancy dates

— She isn’t really good on currency…

— She prefers chilling at home, or going to a carnival

— Having a candle lit date is fine too

— Though, she would just stare at you the whole time, looking at how the candle’s fire lights up your face

— She’d sneak a pic too, making it her wallpaper

— She puts the anniversary date in her notes on the first day, but maybe some time after because she doesn’t know if you’re serious or not

— She asks you what you wanted to do days before the anniversary, and whatever you say she’ll go off of it

— Unless you don’t have an idea, then you’ll both plan it out together

— She puts a lot of thought into her gifts, making sure it’s the right one

— What’s the point of gifting you a banana plush if you like apples?

— She’ll still do it though, just to remind you of her

— If you let her not clean, she’ll probably do it anyways

— If you’re doing it yourself that is

— Unless she’s aware of the fact that the house needs to be cleaned(because she AIN’T no red flag!!), she’d definitely clean it

— She would love it if you gave her a smooch on the cheek after all of her hard work!

Ugly(What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

— Maybe her obsession with bananas?

— bananas on pizza doesn’t sound too.. Inviting…

Vanity(How concerned are they with their looks?)

— Isn’t, she loves herself and her body!

— But sometimes she wishes her chest wasn’t in the way at times…

Whole(Would they feel incomplete without you?)

— Maybe

Xtra(A random headcanon for them.)

— She makes friends without even trying

Yuck(What are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)

— NOTHING.

Zzz(What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

— The big spoon!!

— Also maybe she snores, but quietly

A/N|| I'm not going to stay consistent! Sadly it's quite hard to stick to a continuous routine(though I have many small routines set for myself), especially as a writer, so please do not expect a way that I will post— or send anything talking about my posting 'schedule'.

[himitsu-luna]

Headcanon

࣪𑁍˖՚༹⌒ Domestic chores with Nct 127 ⌒ ༹՚˖𑁍 ࣪

ᨳ☆‧˚Taeil

Taeil always feels kinda discouraged to start doing the chores, and he drags you along on procrastinating with him

"Come here, Y/N, stay with me a little bit more! Let's cuddle five more minutes, okay?". You agree, ofc, and you stay on the bed for a little too long, talking about the zillion things you have to do, but not having the guts to leave each other's arms.

When you start cleaning the house though, he really gets into it. No dirty spots and no dusty surfaces escape his strong hands.

He plays the most random songs, from classic music to heavy EDM, and you vibe together while doing the chores, bouncing with your brooms in hands and spinning your stained cloths in the air.

In the kitchen, he always gladly cooks for you. But after a long tiring day doing domestic chores, you both agree on ordering some food, spending the night just chilling, watching a movie in the middle of which Taeil probably will fall asleep.

ᨳ☆‧˚Johnny

Johnny is the one who organizes the chores at home. He assigns what each one needs to do, and there you go, his high energy overflowing from his body, encouraging you and providing you the ignition you needed.

"I clean up here, you clean down there" - he says with a suspicious smirk. You don't know if he is making fun of you or if he is being considerate.

He needs his coffee pauses, and he makes you take a break too. You talk about the most random daily things, which always leads to precious bonding moments, the kitchen getting filled with laidback laughs.

Then you continue your activities, in your own pace, jamming to some soft background music.

Johnny likes to offer you rewards. "If we finish this today, I'll buy us some nice ice cream, and then I'll take you to the movies. Deal?"

ᨳ☆‧˚Taeyong

Taeyong has the most endearing way of convincing you that it's time to do some domestic chores. "Y/N, come hereeee! It's time for a couple activity!! I even got us matching rubber gloves, look!"

He doesn't let you do heavy tough stuff though. But when you see him struggling by himself and run to help him, he gives you the most precious smile, full of admiration and gratitude. A cute "Thank yoou!" (yes, in his cute english <3) leaves his mouth.

But there's one thing about doing chores with him that is a bit trick: he loves to rearrange the furniture and decoration. It's always extra tiring, but you have to give him the credit for your house being so cool and stylish.

Taking care of your pets is something that consumes a lot of time, but Taeyong does everything with happiness and sparkly eyes.

He makes sure you have some breaks, to keep hydrated and to eat something. He will prepare you some sandwiches, while you start to plan a little trip to the grocery shop.

ᨳ☆‧˚Yuta

Yuta and you have this synchronicity and telepathy. You think "I guess it's time to sweep the front yard". You get your broom and everything, and when you step out the house, Yuta is already there, cleaning everything.

"Oh, you had the same idea! Well, you can...", he says. "Oh, I guess I will...", you start. "....do the laundry.", you two say at the same time, smiling at each other.

He tries to do things in "Marie Kondo style". He takes a long time folding your clothes, but it's worth the effort. Your wardrobe is a beautiful piece of art.

If he thinks something is dangerous for you, he definetely won't let you do it. Changing the lamp? No no no! It's not that he thinks you're not capable of doing things, he knows you can do anything. He just can't live with the possibility of you getting hurt.

After a day of hard work, you take a warm bath together, and stay in bed for the rest of the night.

ᨳ☆‧˚Doyoung

Like Johnny, Doyoung assigns the chores. He knows the things each one of you is good at.

But he is the type of person that sees you doing something, and automatically says "Wait baby, let me do it for you", or starts helping you, out of habit.

For example: you're doing the dishes, you wash part of the things in the sink, and then you start to rinse them. Doyoung takes the opportunity to sneakily snatch the dish sponge and, it's too late, he won't give it back to you. "Don't get used to it though", he says with a little grin. You grin back, because you lost count of how many times you've heard this same sentence.

You have a lot of plants at home, and Doyoung treats them like real babies. He even bought one for you, a baby tree of your favorite fruit.

Cooking is his thing, so he makes sure you have a nice, delicious and nutricious meal everyday.

ᨳ☆‧˚Jaehyun

Jaehyun will gladly do anything you ask him to do with the best of intentions, and he does his best to help.

He looks at the weather forecast to see when it's a good day to do the laundry, he sorts the garbage for recycling, he researches the supermarkets with the best prices, and does other little things that seem unimportant, but that are truly essential.

He likes vaccuing very dirty places. The satisfaction he gets from seeing the clean path that the vaccum leaves among the dirty is priceless.

But he is clumsy, so you know you can't let him get near the fragile stuff. So the kitchen is a little bit dangerous for him

If he can't help you with something, he makes sure to support you, like a real cheerleader. "Oh yessss honey! You're doing great, wow!That's my baby!!", he says, already massaging your shoulders.

ᨳ☆‧˚Winwin

Winwin sees you getting ready to start cleaning, and he asks you what he can do to help, while wearing your spare cute apron, which makes you smile like a fool.

He follows you and do what you do, ocasionally asking you if the things he is doing are good enough.

He is extra careful when hanging the clothes out on the clothesline, making sure to spread them well to avoid any wrinkles. He knows none of you like ironing, and also you burned yourself once, and he doesn't want this to happen ever again.

He spends a considerable amount of time making your bed, changing the bed linen, tyding up the sheets and smoothing the pillows, so you can feel good in a clean space and relax with him after working hard all day long.

ᨳ☆‧˚Jungwoo

Jungwoo is very good at domestic chores. He is a tidy and organized person, so things go smoothly in your house

He has the ability of turning every boring task into a pleasant and funny experience. Out of sudden you're having a broomstick battle. Out of sudden you're blowing soap bubbles. Out of sudden you're with white flour blots all over your face, after a spontaneous flour smudge battle.

For your surprise, he is excelent on fixing things. His creativity helps him a lot, along with a couple of YouTube videos and a degree on engineering.

Times just flies by his side, and you get surprised when you see the sun going down by your window, as he streches his back and says "we're finally done!", pulling you for a little celebration dance.

Jungwoo doesn't want to cook after doing domestic chores all day long. He orders an amount of food that could feed well ten people, and you eat a lot while watching some nice series.

ᨳ☆‧˚Mark

Mark always tries his best at everything. He knows he is a little bit clumsy, so he does things carefully. Thank God he has spider senses.

A chore that is supposed to be finished in ten minutes takes thirty to be completed, but it's completely fine, because you know it will be perfectly done.

He used to get confused with all the types of cleaning products, but he eventually learned about them all and now he knows anything's purpose just by smeling it. "Mmmm very soft floral smell, must be clothes soap/ Very strong and citric, I guess this is disinfectant" (pls people, don't be like this, it's dangerous for everyone!!!)

At the end of the day, he is so satisfied looking at your team work. You can see it on his little proud smile, while he runs an arm over your shoulders and distractedly kisses your cheek.

ᨳ☆‧˚Haechan

Haechan whines for two minutes before starting doing chores, but he is a man of action after all. "The sooner we start it, the sooner we'll finish it", he says to himself.

You play rock paper scissors to decide who will be the one that will do the unpleasant chores, like cleaning the bathroom and taking the garbage out.

But hearing your heavy sigh after losing for him makes him go "ahh ok, I'll do it, don't worry, but it will cost you twenty kisses!"

He doesn't stop singing while doing the chores. He is like a walking karaoke machine,he knows every song you ask him to sing.

When he cooks for you, you often catch him talking to his mom on the phone, asking her about that dish you liked so much the last time you visited her.

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[americxn]

hii! congrats on 240 followers, you deserve it!! I was wondering if you could write a little fluff on the reader and jpm going out somewhere in town (on halloween since he can only go out then) and just exploring the city. the rest is up to you but I think it’d be sweet!! :)

Yes yes yessss, I absolutely love this idea. Thank you for requesting, I hope this is okay <3

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“Hi.” You smiled breathlessly as you walked hurriedly across the hotel foyer, James stood waiting for you by the large doors of the entryway. A jolt of excitement rushed through you as you beheld him, his usual former attire having been replaced by a simple pair of black denim jeans and a light grey hoodie. He stood slightly awkwardly, his feet splayed out beneath him at the tightness of the jeans that he wasn’t accustomed to. You mentally cooed at his appearance, at how cute he looked with the hood of the large sweater gathered about his neck. This outfit he reserved for one night and one night only: halloween. He held out his arm with a gracious smile, your own slipping into place, entwining with his as you instinctively leaned into him. “Sorry,” you began breathlessly, “I needed to sort something quickly. Please don’t ask questions.” You added at the inquisitive look he shot you, his eyebrow cocking up slightly. “Are you ready?” You prompted, bouncing excitedly on the balls of your feet. “Yes, dearest. Although it seems as if you’re more excited than I am.” He observed fondly. You nodded absentmindedly, your hand itching to wrench open the doors and drag James out onto the night-bathed street beyond. “You look good, by the way.” You commented quietly, a dazzling smile appearing on James’ lips as he held out a sweater-clad arm, the door beginning to open under his touch.

The cool night air was soft against your face as you and James wandered the block surrounding the hotel, then the next, and the next, talking quietly and pointing out the stars as they appeared one-by-one in the night sky. James’ occasional content sighs from beside you was all the confirmation you needed to allow him to soak up the night sky, the quiet streets and the occasional car that drove idly by. “I love the night sky.” James admitted quietly from beside you after several minutes of silence, his neck craned at an uncomfortable looking angle to take in the expanse of crawling night above you, it’s surface littered with constellations and swirls of galaxies. Your heart cracked slightly at the hidden longing on his face, creasing the corners of his mouth ever-so-slightly, but you forced yourself to huff a small laugh, determined not to bring a single ounce of negativity into James’ night in the city. “I’ll take note. We can watch them from the roof of the hotel next time they’re this bright.” You suggested, squeezing his arm lightly in yours. He tore his gaze from the dark sky momentarily to offer you a loving glance. “My darling, you are too good to me.” You waved a hand with a grunt, your lips opening. James interjected before you could speak. “I mean it, my life meant nothing until I met you.” You had to force your feet to keep moving at the sincerity in his tone, your heart singing from within the confines of your chest at his words. “You always say that.” You began, looking up at the stars with him, neither of you paying any heed to where you were walking. “But I don’t think you realise that it goes both ways.” You finished, patting his hand that had sunk into the large sleeve of his hoodie, just his knuckles and fingers exposed to the cold night air. “Anyways,” you moved the conversation quickly ahead, the next phase of your plan beginning. “I reserved us a place at my favourite cafe. It does the best pancakes.” You gushed, picking up your pace, James tearing his gaze back down to earth as you dragged him along. Half an hour later, the two of you sat knee-to-knee in the corner of the little cafe, your table situated right by the window. A half-eaten stack of pancakes lay between you, your fork scooping into the mess of batter, whipped cream and strawberries for the fortieth time. You brought the forkful up to James mouth, your other hand cupped beneath the large mouthful of desert to ensure that none fell. “Here, try some with the chocolate sauce.” James opened his mouth compliantly and he hummed as he chewed, his eyes bright. “It’s good, yes?” He nodded, swallowing before answering you. “Delicious dearest. Almost as good as Miss Evers’ cooking, dare I say.” You nodded in agreement, picking up another forkful of food and allowing yourself another delectable bite. “I’m getting so full though.” You mumbled. James looked at you in adoration as you chewed your mouthful. Your eyes flicked to his. You thinly avoided choking on your food as you forced yourself to swallow, a loud laugh coming from you. “What is it?” James inquired, his eyes curious and his mouth bent upwards in amusement. You pointed at the white substance smeared across the corner of James’ thin, dark moustache. “You have cream in your moustache.” You giggled, lifting off of your seat as you stood slightly to reach across the table, your thumb gently swiping the cream from his lip. “Ah,” James muttered, running the back of his hand self-consciously across his upper lip. “It’s okay, I got it.” You chuckled, watching as a soft blush lit up the apples of his pale face. “What is it now?” He asked warily, eyeing up your expression. “Nothing,” you replied, your attention turning back to the beloved stack of pancakes before you. “I just don’t think that I’ve ever seen you blush before.” Midnight came around quickly, the pancakes sitting like a stone in your stomach as you hurried along the streets, James’ hand clasped around yours as you checked the time on your phone once more. Turning the corner onto the next block, you reluctantly slid your hand out of James’ warm hold. “Okay, wait here.” You ordered, eyeing up the large ornate building that towered before you, glancing back at James whose attention had already been drawn across the street to a group of rowdy, clearly drunk, teenagers dressed in cheap halloween costumes. You smiled excitedly behind James’ back, suppressing a squeal as you turned on your heel and took the steps to the entrance of the building. When you returned five minutes later, James was still stood on the sidewalk, a strange glint in his eyes as he surveyed the world around him. “James.” You called, waving him towards you. His head snapped to you, a smile spreading across his face at your re-appearance and he took the steps quickly, falling into place at your side. “Okay.” You began, pausing before the large double doors. “I know you don’t like surprises.” He cut you a wary glance. “But,” You ignored his look, pushing open one of the doors and gesturing for him to enter as you continued. “I wanted to do something special for you.” James stepped inside the foyer of the building, his arms clasping behind his back as he entered in silence. The door clicked shut behind you as you followed him inside. The hard marble clicked beneath your feet as you went ahead of James, turning in a circle with your arms raised above your head. He met your gaze, a look of understanding spreading across his face as he surveyed the space, the signs and pictures that littered the walls of the room answering his question of “where the hell have you taken me.” James had a little bookshelf in the corner of your shared rooms of the Hotel Cortez, a majority of his beloved books being about evolution and natural science. It was a specific interest of his that he often rambled about when you were eating dinner, or lying in bed in each other’s arms on the verge of sleep. So, you had hired out the natural history museum in your area. It had taken a fuck ton of money to convince the owners, but the look of utmost reverence that James now looked at you with made every penny worth it. “Come on,” you encouraged, James seemingly rooted to the spot at your surprise. “We have the entire building to ourselves until four in the morning.” You explained, James’ footsteps slow as he made his way to you, his head moving to survey the tall ceiling and the many rooms that branched off of the large marble reception. “Our only rule: we can’t break anything.” You finished as James finally reached your side, the force with which he moved in to press a kiss to your lips almost knocking air from you, his smile against your mouth obvious.

[tanookikiss]

This one is for my friend, @terraqua111 who’s been craving some domestic bliss fluff for Bruce x Eric Carr. Sorry it took me a while to get this written up but I hope you like it! <3

Spaghetti

Pairing: Bruce x Eric Carr

Rating: T

Summary: Bruce and Eric share a spaghetti dinner

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Bruce and Eric trudged slowly into their home, collapsing onto the couch in exhaustion.

“I never thought rehearsals were going to end,” Eric whined, laying his head on Bruce’s chest. He couldn’t help but smile once he heard Bruce’s steady heartbeat. He always felt so comfortable and safe in Bruce’s arms, no matter what.

“Tell me about it,” Bruce sighed, rubbing his hands up and down Eric’s back tenderly before settling down to the smaller man’s waist.

Paul had them rehearsing their asses off nonstop all week. He was determined for everything to be needle-nosed-pin-point perfect for their upcoming tour next week. Come hell or high water, KISS would be back to selling out stadiums or so help them! Thankfully, they at least had the weekend to rest. The calm before the storm. They both gave a gentle sigh, resting comfortably in each other’s arms. They would have been content to stay like that longer if it wasn’t for their growling stomachs.

“Hungry?” Eric teased, poking Bruce’s tummy.

“MmmHmm...Why don’t you go into the kitchen and whip us up something to eat?” Bruce suggested, stretching back into the couch.

Eric snorted. “Yeah! Why don’t you?”

“I’m too tired!” Bruce smirked up at Eric.

“Me too!” Eric responded, resting his forehead against Bruce’s forehead.

“We could go out somewhere,” Bruce suggested, nuzzling Eric’s nose.

“Oh yeah…And who’s going to drive?” Eric asked with an arched eyebrow while Bruce gave him a sheepish grin, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh, C’mon Bruce! I drove to and from rehearsals today! It’s your turn!”

Bruce thought for a minute. “We could always just order a pizza.”

“We did that last night and the night before. I’m getting a bit tired of pizza. What about that Thai food we had for lunch yesterday?” Eric asked, feeling a bit hopeful.

Bruce chuckled. “You polished off the rest of those leftovers for lunch today,” he teased, tickling Eric’s sides making him giggle and squirm. “You didn’t even offer me a bite either.”

Eric giggled, trying to break away from Bruce’s ticklish slender fingers. “I’m sorry! There wasn’t that much left anyway! I think we still have some cereal left in the pantry!”

Bruce ceased his tickling. “Nah, it seems like we only ever eat cereal or pizza these days.”

Eric sighed, sitting up in Bruce’s lap. “Then what are we going to do? We’re out of frozen burritos…”

“What about spaghetti? It’s an easy, quick dinner fix.”

Eric smiled at that idea. “That sounds good! And you know what…I think we do have some frozen garlic breadsticks too.”

Bruce grinned, lightly patting Eric’s hips signaling him to get up. “Alright, spaghetti it is! Let’s go to work.”

The two went into the kitchen and began making the preparations. Bruce took the angel hair pasta out of the packet, spilling it into a large pot of boiling hot water. While the water simmered, he went back to the cupboard for the jar of Italian seasoned sauce to heat up in a smaller sauce pan. Eric took two garlic breadsticks from the freezer and placed them in the oven.

About twenty minutes later the room was filled with the tantalizing aroma of spaghetti sauce and garlic bread.

“Mmm…That smells so good!” Eric sighed, walking up to Bruce as he was stirring the sauce into the pasta.

Bruce picked up a fork, rolling some of the spaghetti onto it, offering it to Eric lovingly. “Does it taste as good as it smells?” he asked with a sly smirk.

Eric grinned at the delicious offering, accepting it happily. Bruce watched in awe as Eric sipped the noodles into his mouth.

“Mmmmm….”Eric moaned passionately; his eyes rolling into the back of his head. “Yessss…so good! Thank you Brucie!” he cooed, giving Bruce a playful kiss on his cheek.

Bruce wrapped his arms Eric, pulling him into a loving hug. “I’m glad I could make you happy, Foxy,” he said, kissing the top of Eric’s head.

“You always make me happy, Bruce,” Eric giggled, nuzzling into the warmth of Bruce’s chest.

“So do you…”

The two shared a heartfelt look until the smell of burning garlic ripped Eric away from Bruce.

Bruce inhaled the air. “Do I smell burnt toast?”

“Oh shit! The garlic bread!” Eric cried, running over to the oven. A thin veil of gray smoke erupted from the oven door when Eric opened it hastily.

“Everything okay?” Bruce asked, reaching for a plate and utensils from the cupboard for the spaghetti.

“Yes. I saved them just in…Ow!...the nick…Ow!...of time,” Eric gasped, pulling the hot bread out of the oven to quickly deposit them into the bread basket.

Bruce scooped a hearty helping of the spaghetti onto a single plate. “You know what would pair nicely with this meal? Some wine!”

Eric placed the bread basket on the center of the table. “I think I saw a bottle of Zinfandel in the spirits cabinet! I’ll go grab it!”

“Perfect!” Bruce smiled, carrying the plate of spaghetti with two wine glasses over to the dinner table. “Is it alright if we share a plate?”

“Always,” Eric said, popping the bottle top, pouring a generous amount into each glass. “This is starting to look very romantic,” he teased, nibbling on some garlic bread as he took a seat.

Bruce chuckled. “All we need are some candles and an accordion player.” An idea popped in Bruce’s head as he went over to dim the dining room lights, providing a much more romantic atmosphere.

“Oh, this is the night. It’s a beautiful night. And we call it bella notte,” Eric sung out in his best Italian accent impression, using his hand to gesture towards the sky.

“Look at the skies. They have stars in their eyes. On this lovely bella notte,” Bruce sung, taking a seat next to Eric, stroking the side of his face tenderly.

The two joined in together, toasting their wine glasses in the process. “For this is the night. And the heavens are right. On this lovely bella notte.”

The two chatted away, teasing each other and laughing like dorks in-between bites of food. Their grueling schedule often permitted them from spending this kind of quality time together. As much as they enjoyed being on the road, it was these cherished moments at home the two preferred over everything else.

Bruce sipped some spaghetti, unaware that Eric was sipping on the same strand. When they sipped it fully into their mouths, their lips met, and their eyes widened in surprise. They both pulled away quickly with a kiss sound, grinning at what had just happened.

Eric leaned in to capture Bruce’s lips once more. “You had some sauce on your lips,” he teased, licking his own.

“And you have some on your shirt,” Bruce smirked, gesturing a half-bitten garlic bread to the small red sauce spot on Eric’s shirt.

“Oh geez! Not again! I’m such a schmuck!” Eric whined, reaching for a napkin.

Bruce grinned in amusement while Eric cursed, trying to wipe the smudge off with his napkin in vain. “Since you can’t feed yourself properly allow me to be of assistance,” he said, offering Eric another helping of spaghetti from his fork.

“Mmm…you know Brucie…I think it tastes even more delicious when someone feeds it to you,” Eric said thoughtfully, chewing up the last bit of the food.

“Does it now?” Bruce asked curiously after taking a sip of his wine.

“It really does! Try it!” Eric cooed, offering his fork full of spaghetti to Bruce.

Bruce smiled, taking a bit from Eric’s fork, chewing it thoughtfully. “Mmm…you’re right, Foxy. It does taste better.”

The two went back and forth feeding each other the spaghetti until the plate was empty.

“Wow, I’m stuffed! This was such a great idea! Thank you for dinner, Bruce,” Eric beamed, rubbing his tummy.

“Well…I couldn’t have done it with you, so thank you, Eric,” Bruce complimented, pulling the smaller man in closer for another sweet kiss.

“So…the night’s still young. What do you say we grab a blanket and finish this bottle of wine under the stars?” Bruce asked as soon they broke from the kiss.

“Sounds romantic!” Eric sighed, batting his eyelashes playfully at Bruce.

Both men snickered, leaning in for more kisses, enjoying every bit of these tender moments, sharing their love for one another.

[phoneboxfairy]

No More Interruptions! Nalu smutfic

ao3 link - https://archiveofourown.org/works/23605495

Many wizards didn't have days off very frequently. Earning a living through jobs took high priority, especially when rent was due. So when more well known wizards, like a certain dragon slayer and celestial mage, actually did have a free weekend, you can bet they took full advantage of it.

...or at least they tried to, anyway.

Team Natsu had been running almost nonstop for weeks now. Lucy's rent and bills were paid and her fridge was full of food. And honestly, they were all feeling pretty worn out.

So when Erza suggested that they take a few days off before getting back to the grind, nobody complained. In fact, Natsu was quick to whisk his girl off to her apartment for some much needed private time.

"Brace yourself, babygirl. We ain't leavin' this bed much all weekend." He purred once they were cuddled together with the door locked behind them.

Lucy had no objections. As they worked on peeling one another's clothes off they shared kisses with steadily increasing heat. They made slow, sweet love until the waves of passion claimed them, then kissed and cuddled in the cool summer evening air.

After such energetic activity sleep came easily for both. The promise of more fun lingered.

Natsu woke up first, fairly early for a Saturday morning. He was quite content with stroking his girl's hair and skin as she dozed.

At least he was until he heard her let out a moan and felt her grind against his leg. He got an idea, a naughty idea he knew she would love.

Slow, careful, he slipped his hand down between her thighs. His fingers roamed over and past her blonde curls then stroked over clit and slit.

She moaned, shuddered.

Good sign. She always loved getting fingered, loved his teasing almost as much as when they fucked.

He parted her lips, breathing in her most intimate scent. That sweet musk... so tantalizing, so appealing.

Fuck, she's so wet...

Two fingers stroked over her slit then delved into her depths.

She whimpered, arched her back.

"Ohhh...oh na...Natsu..."

She's awake. Good. A wicked smile lit up his face. He slipped his free hand down and started rubbing her clit while he worked on fucking her with his other fingers.

The whole thing was driving her wild. She bucked her hips in time with his strokes and deliberately let her ass rub against his cock.

That's where Natsu got sneaky. He slowed down then pulled his fingers out. Lucy made a rather irate sound, but he ignored it. Making her edge was another fun bit of teasing he had just about mastered.

"Natsuuuu..." Pleading.

"Shhh, not like we're goin' anywhere today..." Chuckle. He kissed her neck, squeezed her breasts, and rubbed against her ass.

Lucy made another sound, this time a breathy moan that sent a not-unpleasant tingle down his spine.

Then...a rapping sound on the window.

Knock knock knock

"Hey Natsu!" Damn that cat!

In the space of a heartbeat the lovebirds were covered up in blankets. Natsu even had his hands on Lucy's chest. You know, added protection...that's what he would claim anyway.

"What is it, buddy?"

"I was just wondering if you wanted to go get breakfast at the hall but I see you've got your hands full!" Happy snickered...at least until Natsu glared at him.

"Yeah, we're good. See ya later on." He waved the exceed away then pulled the curtain closed. "Freaking interruptions!"

"It's okay, Natsu. We have all weekend to play." Her voice was a sensual purr. She reached over, delicate fingers tracing his forearm. "Would a Lucy Sundae make you feel better? I have some chocolate sauce in the fridge..."

"Yes please."

"Go on, silly." Airy giggle as she gestured toward her kitchen. He obeyed, bolted to the kitchen and back in record time with the bottle of sauce in hand.

Natsu would never turn down a blowjob, lived for the sensation of Lucy's soft lips and tongue savoring his cock. Yet he enjoyed lavishing oral pleasure on her just as much. Watching and hearing her reactions, tasting chocolate on her already sweet little pussy...now that was a special treat.

So he settled down with his head between her thighs. He parted her lips with reverent fingers, exposing her exquisite pink folds.

"Damn, Lucy..."

"Don't be shy now, Natsu. Anh...!" He flicked his tongue against her, swirled around her clit.

That was just the warm up. He loved taking his time with her. He opened the bottle and let a few drops fall onto her skin. She shivered at the sensation of cool chocolate against warm skin.

And she downright shuddered when he lapped up the slick evidence of her arousal.

"Na...Natsu? Is...is it okay if I play with your hair?"

"Duh. But only if I can squeeze your boobies."

"Do it..."

"As you wish, princess." He slipped both hands upward, caressed over her tummy, tickled her ribs. She giggled...at least until those very capable hands found her breasts. She tangled her own hands into his hair, mewling at the onslaught of sensation.

He squeezed, kneaded, pinched, and caressed all while taking his sweet time to taste every inch of her.

So soft, so squishy, so fun to play with. And the way she smelled and tasted...mmm.

"Lucy, baby, you taste like heaven. I wanna eat you until you come, then take you and ravish you like the goddess you are..." Her blush deepened. "Natsu have you been sneaking my dirty books again?" "Maaaaybe." Unrepentant chuckle. "Sounds good, though, right?"

"Sounds perfect. Less talk, more action, though...ahn...mmm, just like that..."

"Like this?" Warm tongue stiffened and rubbed over her clit. Her breath quickened, and she seemed to melt at the contact.

"yes..."

"Louder, baby." More rubbing. Lucy shuddered again and writhed against him. He watched her trembling, felt her hands tug his hair, tasted her getting wetter and wetter.

"Nat...Natsuuuuuu..yes....YESSSS!" Oh yeah. That was plenty loud enough for his liking. He smirked, then scraped his fang against her swollen little nub.

That did it.

The sounds Lucy was making, paired with the sight of her body writhing in the height of pleasure, was damn near enough to make Natsu lose it...if not for knowing damn well he wanted to bury himself deep inside her first...

Well, soon enough.

He cradled her in his arms, held her close and kissed her as those shudders subsided.

Slowly but surely their kisses went from soft and tender to deep and lustful. "Already?" Her stamina always surprised him. Not that he had any cause to object. "Yep. As delicious as that mouth of yours is, I'm kinda craving something...mmm, bigger." "Alright. I'm happy to satisfy that craving." A shared giggle and a particularly amorous kiss. Natsu reached down, worked on unzipping his pants, craving the sweet release only his woman could provide...

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK "Natsu! There's trouble! A dark guild is threatening to start a war!" "You've gotta be FUCKING KIDDING ME." He was furious. So fucking pissed, Lucy was surprised smoke wasn't coming from his ears. She wrapped herself in a sheet, squeezed his shoulder in an effort to make him calm down...at least as calm as he could get in this situation. "It's alright, Natsu. Let me get dressed and we'll take care of this." "No. You stay here. I'll handle it." She knew that growl, knew he meant some serious business. Best not to argue. She leaned over and kissed him. "Alright. Just don't take too long..." His posture softened a bit, and Lucy knew her kiss had tamed the dragon... at least a little. He nodded, pulled his scarf and sandals on, and bolted out the door.

She adjusted her sheet then stuck her head out the window, keeping an eye on a potentially interesting situation.

Natsu went barreling in, screaming at the enemy troops about how rude it was to interrupt someone who just wanted to have sex with their "smoking hot girlfriend, dammit!" Lucy blushed at that and slipped her head back in the window, peering out from the curtains for the sake of invisibility.

His entire body was ablaze, and being interrupted only spiked his temper. So it didn't take long for him to knock half the dark wizards out and send the other half screaming in terror with a well aimed Wing Attack.

Triumphant, he sauntered back to Lucy's apartment. He smelled like smoke, that campfire scent she found oddly irresistible.

And his eyes were smoldering.

She took one look at him, gazed right into his eyes, and let the sheet slip off her body. Then she wiggled her finger in a "come here" gesture. Pants, shoes, and scarf were all tossed aside.

He pounced and treated her to a passionate kiss that set the mood and made her heart race.

She expected aggression, expected to be pinned to the bed and treated to some rather rough dicking. But he grinned and pulled her close so they were face to face lying on their sides.

"Lift your leg here." He instructed in one of his low growls, gesturing towards his thigh, a little higher than where she usually rested her legs in such situations. She obeyed, wrapped both legs around him, then mewled as he slipped into her.

"You like this?"

"Yes. So deep, so...unh, so good..."

"Good." Deep kiss. Natsu nibbled Lucy's lip and started to move. Somehow it felt different, incredible as ever in a new way. Maybe it was the position. If so, both were keen on using it as often as possible. She clung to him while he moved, letting his hands wander downwards to squeeze her beautiful boobs and eventually stroke her clit.

That was when she started trembling, the way she did when she was really getting into it.

"Don't stop, Natsu. Please."

"Wasn't plannin' on it, Luce." He shifted a little, nibbled her neck as he went faster. "You know I love making my girl come. So...mmmmn, so hot watchin' ya get close to the edge, knowin' I got ya there..." "Only you, Nat...Natsuuuuuu~..." Not quite there, not yet, despite those delicious moans. "You love it when I fill you up, don't ya..." "Ye...Y...yesss.." "Then scream for me." Devilish smile. He pinned her down and fucked her even faster than before. Her pussy clenched around him, so warm and wet. He knew she was close, knew she would be in the throes of a delicious orgasm any moment now.

"Oh...nah...nnh.. NATSUUUUUUUUUUU!"

“Perfect…” He claimed her mouth with his own, a motion that was surprisingly tender. He came, shuddering, whispering her name over and over again against her lips. “Lucy...my Lucy..holy shit I love ya…”

“Love you too, Natsu. More than the moon loves the stars.”

“That’s a lot.” Goofy grin.

“Yeah, it is.” She grinned right back at him, then pulled him into a gentle kiss. “Hungry?”

“Nah. Not yet. I’m cool with layin’ here holdin’ you for a while first.”

“Me too.” One more gentle smooch as he pulled up the blankets then wrapped his arms around her. Both dozed off fairly quickly. They hadn’t planned on napping, not really, but neither could say they minded.

Weekends off were for resting and relaxing, after all. And where better to relax than in bed and in the arms of the one you loved?

~Fin

[cutietobio]

scenarios w iwaizumi, lev and yaku with an s/o who usually dresses super conservative and comfort>style but wants to try stepping out of her comfort zone so on one of their dates she shows up more put together and wearing clothes that show a bit more skin? (like off the shoulder tops, shorts, skirts w/o leggings etc) n the boys get a little flustered or excited?? ;);) thank u! im trying to step out kf my comfort zone too so i felt like this would b cute nd make me more motivated not to give up!!

mmm yessss good stuff. this is the fluff I’m after. I hope you enjoy these, anon!! and I really really hope they motivate you because you’re beautiful and deserve to feel comfortable!! i love how these scenarios gradually increase in word amount as I go along I’m so sorry for the inconsistency oops.

IWAIZUMI

For your movie date with Iwaizumi, you were feeling a bit experimental with your choices in clothing. Instead of your usual conservative style, you wore a shorter skirt with your legs fully exposed, choosing not to wear leggings like you usually did. The rest of your outfit went along together nicely, but you felt a little self-conscious whilst overlooking yourself in the mirror. You have never taken such a risky clothing choice before, one gust of wind and your legs wouldn’t be the only thing on display. Luckily, the evening weather was quite calm.

Your heart pounded loudly in your chest as you approached the movie theatre, eyes scanning the many bodies of people in search of your boyfriend. You spotted him leaning against the wall, casually watching the crowd walk by, your mouth dried at the sight of him. His style was one you always loved, a mixture between edgy and casual. He looked good, and you could only hope he thought the same about you.

“Hey, Hajime-kun!” you greet with a friendly smile, opting to stand a few feet away from him due to nerves. Your voice caught his attention immediately and he opened his mouth to ask why you were standing all the way over there until his eyes fell on your outfit and his words died off in his throat, his eyes widening at your exposed skin.

“Babe?” you question, your smile fading ever-so-slightly. You weren’t sure whether his speechlessness was meant to excite or worry you.

“You…You look nice,” Iwaizumi muttered out, coughing into his fist as he turned to look to the side, avoiding eye contact with you. The tips of his ears were tinged red and his cheeks were equally as flushed. Catching this, your smile widened.

“Thank you, but I think you look better.” He scoffed at your words and held an arm out for you, which you hooked your own arm around without a moment to spare.

“Whatever, believe that. Let’s get inside,” you nodded in reply, enjoying his blushing state. Both of you shuffled inside, buying your tickets and snacks before heading into the movie.

After your date, Iwaizumi took you home. Both of you stood outside your house, gazing at each other, neither wanting to leave. 

“You looked great tonight. I think you should…dress like this more often,” Iwaizumi trailed off shyly, annoyed by how fast his heart was beating just by standing so close to you.

“Really? I was actually worried you wouldn’t like it. I’ve never dressed outside my comfort zone like this before but… you make me feel beautiful, so maybe I will,” you offer him a delicate smile, blushing hard at your admittance. 

“I make you feel beautiful?” Iwaizumi questioned in a whisper, and you nodded in reply. He appeared to be taken aback by your words.

“Yes, you do.” There was a bit of lingering silence before Iwaizumi took a step closer to you, his hand grasping your own gently.

“I’ll make sure you always feel that way.”

LEV

Your boyfriend always took you out on fun dates that mainly consisted of you going outside, you thought it would be time to dress more appropriately for the occasion of the summer festival that he wanted to take you to. The afternoon sun would be hot, added with the running around he would likely make you do, you wanted to expose more skin to keep you cool. That and you also wanted to push yourself to dress outside of your comfort zone and experiment with new styles.

You wore a cropped t-shirt, with a denim overalls/denim shorts and a suiting pair of shoes. Having never worn something so exposing before, you were obviously a bit self-conscious and found yourself continuously tugging at the hem of your shirt to cover up your skin. Due to its short cut, the material merely snapped back in place. It was too late to bail and wear something else as you were already a few minutes late for your date, so you swallowed up your doubt and headed out.

Lev was standing at the festival’s colourful entrance, actively searching the heads of people in hopes of spotting you. You did text him saying you were running a bit late, but he had faith you would be there any second now. Once he saw you, you were given no time to prepare and anticipate his reaction to your outfit, as he immediately manoeuvered through the crowd and brought you close to him with a tight hug.

“Found you!” he laughed out joyously with closed eyes, which popped wide open as he felt the silky texture of your skin underneath his hands. Pulling back, he stared down at you in curiosity. You gulped, wishing the earth would swallow you up as he took in your appearance.

“Waah! You look so beautiful!” Lev cried out, bringing you into another hug which you slowly returned whilst processing his words. He…liked it? “You always look beautiful, but these clothes on you look great!” He pulled away again, examining you with gleaming eyes of adoration.

“Thanks, I was nervous that you might not like it…” you admit sheepishly.

“Me?! How could I dislike anything about you?!” he whined out about your assumption, “you worry too much, princess! Let’s go have some fun!” Before you could blink, Lev grabbed his much larger hand in your own, lacing his fingers with yours as he guided you safely through the crowd. Despite his exciting demeanour, he always handled you with such care and love it made your heart swell.

Throughout the day, Lev could barely shut up about how great you looked. He would constantly remind you how good you looked with your outfit and point out things he liked about it. You ended your day with one last ride on the Ferris wheel, and whilst furthest from the top, he turned to look at you.

“I’m glad you’re feeling more comfortable!” his words touched your heart directly, and you hugged him, catching him off guard slightly but he returned the hug a second later.

“I should thank you for that, you’ve made me feel more open to trying new things. Like…getting on a Ferris wheel,” you giggle, breaking from the hug to peer down the edge of the cart. You paled at how high up you were, but Lev tugged you back before you could worry about the height more.

“I’ll always be here to support you, princess!” he said with his usual happy tone, nuzzling his cheek against the top of your head.

YAKU

Your boyfriend had always enjoyed taking you on traditional and romantic dates, this time, he had really outdone himself, wanting to take you to a pretty fancy restaurant where even a dress code was required. You took this opportunity to exit your comfort zone when it came to your style choices and decided to go shopping for a dress. It hugged your figure perfectly, exposing your collarbone and also dipping to your lower back. You had never worn something like it before and scrutinized it intently in the mirror.

Despite the unease you felt wearing it, you forced yourself to ignore those feelings and finished dressing with a pair of heels/flats and minimal accessories since the dress itself was quite eye-catching. You were dropped off at the restaurant and entered in, hoping your nervousness didn’t display across your features.

A figure approached you from your peripheral vision and you turned to find Yaku looking handsome in a crisp black suit. Your heartbeat wildly against your chest, feeling much more nervous than before. He looked so good, you could practically be moved to tears. At that moment, you forgot all about the insecurity you felt wearing your uncharacteristic dress and smiled at him warmly.

“(Name), wow…” he stated breathlessly, taking in the sight of you. He felt his cheeks warming up instantly, convinced that he truly had the most breathtaking girlfriend in the world. Yaku wished he could tell you that, but he feared you might think him to be too cheesy. “You look stunning,” his eyes met yours and he held out an arm for you to take.

“Thank you, I’m glad it’s okay,” you mumble with a blush matching his own, latching onto his forearm as he redirected you to your table that was decorated with white and gold cutlery and trinkets. 

“Okay?” he turned to give you an incredulous look, “It’s more than okay, you really made me lose my breath back there.”

“Stop,” you whine out softly, dipping your head to hide your worsening blush. Yaku merely chuckled, kissing your temple and pulling your chair out for you. You thanked him after having been scooted forward and the evening was spent indulging in delicious food and almost crying of laughter due to your wild conversations. He took your mind off of everything, and you honestly felt good in your dress.

Once the evening came to a close after desert, Yaku offered to drive you home rather than taking an Uber. Obviously, you agreed and enjoyed furthering your conversation in the warm confines of his car as you could admire him openly and tease him about keeping his eyes on the road if he turned to meet your gaze.

Upon reaching home, the two of you sat in comfortable silence, Yaku making no attempts to unlock the doors and you making no attempt to question why. You wanted to stay with him longer, so even if they were unlocked, you wouldn’t have left.

“Thank you for tonight, you really spoil me too much,” you speak softly, for it’s easy to hear each other over the dead silence.

“I don’t think I’m spoiling you, I’m treating you to what you deserve,” he argues warmheartedly, turning to give you a small smirk. It fell quickly, as his face morphed into that of seriousness.

“Oh no,” you express with a small laugh, “I know that look, you’re gonna-”

“You look really beautiful, (Name), I mean it. I can’t express how glad I am that you’re feeling more comfortable with yourself, and even around me. That really means the world to me,” Yaku declares with the utmost sincerity, grabbing both of your hands in your own.

Your eyes narrow affectionately, your mouth opening but closing shortly after as you have nothing to say. Pulling your hands from his, you reach over and tug him into a hug, your arms around his neck and your chin resting on his shoulder.

“Mori-kun, I swear I’m going to marry you one day,” you mumble, sighing out contently as he rubs small circles into the exposed skin of your lower back.

“I’ll hold you to that.”

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@sqxxddygremlin

You were out to dinner with your boyfriend Dark, you had been together for quite a while now so dinners like this had become a staple in your relationship. But all day you'll admit dark had been a little...more handsy then usual. His teasing was unbearable the whole dinner.

"Dark we're in public- and here I thought you were a gentleman" you teased. Dark raised his hands in surrender as he began to eat. But his eyes still held some deviousness to them.

That's when you felt something began to squirm up your leg. You flinched at first but darks smile told you everything. "Dark-" you glared as it went up past your bottoms and began to move closer.

"Yes my dear?" He asked, his smile filled with mischief. "Food okay?" He added.

Your eyes widened as it began to move around your sex. Hitting your clit and begining to rub small circles around it. "Y-yeah...delicious" yoy near squeaked out making him chuckle.

"Good. It'd be a shame if we had to call yhe waiter back~"

You gave him a glare but he just smiled as a second tentecle began to work its way inside you. It was thick as about 2 of his fingers so it filled you rather nicely "dark..." You mumbled at the sensationm

"Yessss?" He responded. Eyes filled with amusment.

Your body shook a bit ad you tried to focus on your food and not show the whole restraunt that you were currently being fucked under the table.

After a bit a second tentacle began to rub near the first. Pushing in and making you jolt. Making the table clang. "Something the matter my love?" He cooed.

"I M F I N E" you squeaked. Fighting back a moan as they began to move in sync inside you. Dark just chuckled. Watching in amusment

They hit deeper and deeper until you reached your climax and had to hold onto the table for support your eyes dilated and your hands shaky.

"That was a lovley meal"

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