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suguruslut · 1 year

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Your first kiss

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Gwen’s Notes: smooch smooch up in here. cooties! beware!

🐉𝒯𝒶𝓉𝓈𝓊🍳

-it happened late one summer evening when the sky was orange and pink, the two of you slowly walking home after getting a few groceries. it was warm, but not too warm, casual conversation breaking off when Tatsu suddenly stops to admire you

-he doesn’t realize that he’s stopped walking, and what else can you do but stare back at him, trying to decode that mesmerized, dreamy look in his eyes? nothing in particular prompted this urge, just you being you, maybe the sunset’s glow making you look even more like an angel than usual

-the man keeps boundaries at all times, and even before he leans a little closer, Tatsu asks if it’s okay. the last thing he wants to do is make an unwanted advance and have you hate him forever

- “This alright?” Tatsu asked with only a smidgen of fear in his voice. yakuza fights, getting yelled at by the boss man, fighting for sale items is nothing compared to this moment, and he’s secretly terrified

-you give him the okay immediately, but Tatsu still moves slowly, giving you several chances to change your mind. he knows he can be a bit intimidating at times, but is happy when you don’t seem to be afraid

-after what seems like an eternal moment of waiting, Tatsu’s lips finally meet yours, and it’s as sweet and gentle as you expected it to be. he doesn’t fully press your lips together until he’s certain you won’t shove him away

-Tatsu exhales the breath he had been holding and presses just a little more into the kiss, enough where you can feel his facial hair graze over your skin; you don’t mind. you’ve been waiting a long time to figure out what Tatsu’s flesh felt like against yours

-your movements are slow and memorable, even when you both suddenly remember you’re still in public, but the perks of kissing a former yakuza is that you know damn well none of them would say anything about what they saw, or risk being reprimanded by Tatsu about social etiquette

-(sure, you’re breaking a few ‘social etiquette’ rules yourself, but try telling Tatsu that. “No rules apply when you’re in love, Y/N!”)

🐅𝒯𝑜𝓇𝒶𝒿𝒾𝓇𝑜🍰

-your first kiss with Tora happened on a rainy night; you had just gotten off work, running to Tora’s crepe truck for shelter, only to find that he had closed up shop and was without an umbrella, too

- “I’ll protect ya from the rain, Y/N! They don’t know who they’re messing with!”

- “Who doesn’t know, Tora?”

-ignoring your gentle refusal, Tora rips off his outer layer and throws it over your head, and the two of you take off through the wet streets, avoiding cars and trying to find a place to hold up until the rain let up a little. you’re not sure when you startled giggling, but soon Tora was grinning along with you as you splashed through puddles

-after several blocks you two find a public park with trees that are full enough to shield some of the cold raindrops. Tora gently pulls you into the park, your laughter dying off as you both stare at the street, watching the rain continue to pour down. it was at this moment Torajiro looked down at where you were dripping wet in his jacket and felt the need to kiss you

-Tora Tora Tora...he’s been waiting to kiss you for a while, now, fighting the urge until the time was right, until he was sure you actually wanted to kiss him back. there were a few times he thought you were going to initiate it, but you chickened out, and certainly weren’t thinking about it tonight as you shivered and wondered when the sky would stop looking so stormy and gray

- Tora swallowed nervously, feeling a chill unrelated to the cold rain dribbling down his bare arms, and his nerves only increased when you suddenly gazed up at him with a smile so bright it made the gloomy scene look a thousand times less dreary. why did you seem so happy? he wasn’t sure, but knew he needed to make this perfect moment even more perfect for the both of you

- “Can I kiss you?!” Torajiro blurted out like an idiot. not so perfect after all, but imagine his shock when you said yes

-not wanting to hesitate or procrastinate any longer than he already had, Tora grabbed your face and tugged towards his chest; he swept down to kiss you, but realized with horror that he might have startled you, a fear that was quickly put to rest by you pressing your lips together

-your first kiss with Tora was pretty passionate from the get-go, neither of you caring if anyone saw you two. all Tora cared about was your lips moving together, undeterred by droplets of rain sneaking their way into your kiss

-one of Tora’s large hands moved away from your face to your back, weaving around to ensure that this was real, not another one of his crazy daydreams--this was a million times better than any lame fantasy he could put together. a first kiss in the rain, standing within a beautiful park? fuck yeah, romance

-when you finally broke apart after five minutes of kissing, rain pouring even harder and breaking through the trees, you started giggling again, looking so happy Tora finally allowed himself to believe that he was a good man for you, and you for him, letting you throw his soaked jacket over the both of you as you ran home to finish what you started

🐕ℳ𝒶𝓈𝒶🥡

-Masa is a lovable coward at heart, so it would take months for your first kiss to happen. you didn’t mind at first, content to hold hands, cuddle and tickle each other until someone almost pissed their pants, but after a certain amount of time, you realized you would have to make the first move if you ever wanted to kiss him

-you had just finished “making” dinner (takeout again) and were now doing the dishes that piled up over the last week, Masa whining under his breath as he dried the silverware

-you’re not sure what prompted it, maybe the househusband-like image of Masa actually doing housework for once in his life, but you slowly began to develop the idea of leaning over and kissing Masa right on the lips, breaking the ice that had built up for the past several months with one moment

-oblivious Masa just keeps doing his best at drying, not realizing you were up to something until he finished drying the last fork and triumphantly waved his dishtowel in the air like a maniac. he was so stupid you had to kiss him--there was no other option

-Masa’s smile faded when he suddenly saw your hands reach out and grab onto the collar of his shirt, yanking him forward. the boy honestly thought he was about to get a beatdown, the “tough love” method that Tatsu used to teach him a lesson, but what he got was the exact opposite

-your lips smashed against his, getting no response for several seconds, Masa too shocked that a super hot person like you was actually kissing him that he forgot he was supposed to participate. finally, Masa let his eyes close and began kissing back, unsure and uncoordinated, but still meaningful

-the kiss didn’t last too long, you leaning back to see Masa’s reaction, laughing breathily at his dumbfounded expression, eyes still closed like he was afraid this was all a really good dream

- “W-Well, it...it was just drying. I don’t know if my skills were worth that...” he mumbled

- “They were, Masa. Good job.”

-Masa’s eyes opened again and were lit up with joy, smile gracing his lips before he leaned back in for another kiss, hoping his aniki would be proud of him tomorrow for having his first kiss with you and for drying the dishes

🐉 🐅 🐕

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thecurlyhousefairy · 1 year

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How to not die of boredom doing housechores as a stay at home wife

I've said it. Boredom.

I think there's a lot of idealization in the feminine community about house chores, and while housekeeping is beautiful, is fulfilling, is art there's also the little part that when you are cleaning the bathrooms or you have to wash the diapers that you are simply not going to feel like a magic goddess.

So how do we keep sane? How do I finish that infinite amount of dishes so I can go back to the good part, crating new dishes for my family? How can I finish the laundry monster so I can make a new toy for my baby, I can go and tend to the garden, I can go walk outside, I can do all the beautiful things that being home is all about and not just the cleaning?

1. Get over the idealization.

Don't feel guilty. We are all told if we just feel grateful enough suddenly we are going to like doing dishes and that's simply never going to be true. With this idea, we not only have the guilt of the giant pile of undone dinner dishes, we are also plagued by the idea of not being good enough for not being irredeemable in love with it.

So, it's ok to not like it, now what?

2. Do them anyway!!

Don't wait for the perfect routine, the perfect moment, the perfect mood, the perfect enlightened time when suddenly the dirty house will light in soft dim light and you will clean everything surrounded by a warm cozy aura of happiness because that's not going to happen. It may if you want to, but you will have to decide that's the ambience and not just wait for it to pop up suddenly.

Hate them and do them anyway. Don't like them and do them anyway. Be tired and do them anyway.

Do them like a prayer because you get to have a family to be busy about, even if its a family of you and your cat. If you have kids and husband, be so grateful about them. Do them without feeling guilty of not liking them, because we are also all humans and like all other animals if we can we like to just stay in rest. Resting is delicious and feeling guilty about that reality will simply not take you anywhere. You simply won't get enlightened enough to overcome it.

The final secret? We can be happy anyway.

We can be happy in the chaos, in the tiredness, in the not perfection of the moment. Such is life, this small, seemingly endless things are also part of this beautiful life.

And life at the end it's so so beautiful.

Stay sane, and I hope you had a good laugh, my beautiful sisters 😘😘❤️

#stay at home wife #stay at home mom #sahw #traditional gender roles #femininity #homemaking #stay at home wife and mother #homemaking is also love #let's all take it with humor #traditional femininity #house chores

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