#idolish7 fluff

[rabbitenn]

MAY I HAVE THIS DANCE?

Beneath the melody of glimmering snowflakes, you sway in his arms.

ft. Yaotome Gaku, Kujo Tenn, Tsunashi Ryunosuke, Nanase Riku, Osaka Sogo, Izumi Mitsuki x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff, romance. Use of ‘princess’ in Tenn’s.

A small (and a little late) Christmas present for @yumemirumikazuki (Tenn’s and Riku’s part) @gakutsumudailys (Gaku’s part) @ @houjichaya (Ryu’s), @yaminohimeyume (Tenn’s and Mitsuki’s) and @highcollargirl (Sogo’s). I’m not sure if you all celebrate, but this is my gift to you, I hope you have a lovely winter or holiday <3 I actually wanted to post this yesterday, but couldn’t make it in time, I still hope you enjoy !

♡ YAOTOME GAKU

The bustling of packed streets dies down as you approach your apartment complex.

Intense lighting is replaced by the soft warmth of candle-lit windows, joyous voices overheard in the outline of the people habitating the decorated houses.

In the snow-coated streets, you walk, arms wrapped around a soft teddy bear that your boyfriend just got for you.

You hug it close, arms tightening around the plushie’s red coat adorned with a bow. A smile makes it to your face as you steal a glance in your lover’s direction. It was so cute, you think, how he looks intimidating and yet, he’s the sweetest with you.

The moonlight above, light years away, seems to agree with your statement, as its aura illuminates the idol’s profile; an otherworldly god, bound by fate to you.

“Gaku?” You call him, gaze lost in his handsome features.

Steely eyes focus on you, brows slightly raised in silent question.

You stop walking, coming to stand before him, one of your hands lacing with his.

“Thank you.” You giggle, hugging your new plushie a little tighter.

A soft chuckle leaves Gaku’s lips, his hand squeezing yours tenderly.

“Anything for you, my dear.” He tells you, with a fleeting kiss to your lips.

Then, he brushes a delicate kiss over the back of your hand.

“Can I have this dance with you?” Is his question, as puffs of hot breath are held in your throat.

You nod, as your lover sways you beneath the Christmas lights and the smiling moon.

You rest your cheek against the soft fabric of his long black coat, cheeks heating up at the proximity.

The moon reflects on the snow at your feet, its glow imprinting the shadows of two entangled souls over the pearlescent canvas.

♡ KUJO TENN

The warmth of the fireplace casts your living room in rosy light.

You didn’t use it normally, but today is a special day, after all.

Sure, it’s the holidays, but to you, the fact that your angelic boyfriend is spending it with you is what matters.

You didn’t expect him to ring your doorbell this evening, disguised in his cap and glasses, with a bag packed full of cookies and Christmas treats.

A smile tugs at your lips as you prepare the table with the multiple snacks your boyfriend’s brought, the cinnamon-like scent of the sweets luring you to them.

A chuckle interrupts your thoughts.

“At least let me help you arrange them.” Tenn points out, removing his blue hat.

Your eyes focus on him. And while he always looks stunning, there is something so adorable about him in casual clothes and with a sincere smile on his perfect face.

“It’s alright, Tenn.” You smile, walking towards him.

A sigh escapes your boyfriend, as he slightly shakes his head, as if to say ‘you’re too kind.’

One of his hands reaches up to take off his glasses, but you stop him.

“Leave them on.” You tell him, taking his hand. “You look cute.”

The hues of a winter sky at dusk bloom rosy on his cheeks at your compliment, as you tug him close to you.

“And… let’s dance?” You suggest, your pleading stare drawing Tenn into you more and more.

“That would be my pleasure, princess.” Your angel whispers, leaning in.

His lips touch your temple, and, in the warmth of your small apartment, you move in tune.

No luxurious ballroom could ever beat the intimacy of your shared kisses as you sway before the crackling fireplace.

♡ TSUNASHI RYUNOSUKE

Powdered sugar coats your lips as laughter fills the air.

Your apron is all stained, remnants of icing staining the sleeves of your sweater, but you don’t care.

What could ever taint this moment? Not when your boyfriend’s strong arms wrap around you and twirl you around the kitchen, one of his group’s songs playing in the background.

Amber eyes crinkle up in warm crescents, your unadulterated smile, the most precious gift he could ever ask for.

You were radiant like this, no creases on your forehead, only the curve of your smile enticing him; akin to the tantalizing sparkle of champagne, he can never get enough of you.

The song comes to an end, and your labored breathing fills the air.

“Another, please! I want to dance more with you, Ryu!” You ask, eyes shiny, cheeks hot, despite the sake remaining untouched just yet.

Ryunosuke lets out a hearty laugh, gaze softening even more, if that was possible, at your enthusiastic request.

“Alright, alright.” He smiles.

You let out a happy squeal, standing on your tiptoes to place an innocent kiss on his lips.

When the new song starts to play and you pull away, however, your partner chases after you, capturing your lips in his once more.

Afternoon sunlight streams in through translucent silky curtains, wrapping your locked lips in vibrant shades of honey and gold.

Your lover tastes glazed sugar on you, the added sweetness and the addiction of you deepening the kiss, divine intoxicating nectar

The music goes on.

Your kiss doesn’t end.

♡ NANASE RIKU

Flakes of falling snow land on Riku’s nose as he follows you through the park.

Despite the white layer covering every surface, a blue expanse hangs overhead, the halo of the sun high in the sky; an angel guardian warming up the idol’s back.

There is a sort of freedom, of newfound joy in this outing today.

Whiteness surrounds your lover, and yet, he is happy it is not that of hospital beds, but of just fallen snow instead.

He smiles.

Memories of him and his twin flash before his eyes. He is glad there is no longer a window glass separating him from this winter wonderland.

And of course, he is even more grateful nothing can keep him apart from the one he loves, either.

“Rikkun!” You call him, running back towards him. “What are you smiling about, huh?” You question, a mischievous smirk curling your lips. “Are you feeling okay? Are you wearing warm enough clothes?” You worry, adjusting his scarf snuggly.

He gives you one of his cute smiles.

“I’m alright, [Y/n]. I’m happy…” He trails off, those sunset eyes of his, big and bright, lingering memories present in the undertones of early dusk.

You brush scarlet locks away from his forehead, your slightly chapped lips placing a kiss to his brow.

“I’m glad, Riku. You deserve it. So much, my love.” You assure him, as your arms wrap around his form, your face resting in the crook of his neck.

He hugs you close, his body beginning to sway the both of you around, vermillion eyes fluttering closed.

You can feel his heartbeat, in sync with yours, as you two dance amidst a gentle rain of snowy glitter.

To feel you so close… Even if he ends up having a cough attack later, this is more than worth it.

♡ OSAKA SOGO

You watch intently as your boyfriend’s fingers strum the guitar’s cords.

There is something definitely hypnotizing to him, you think.

Lavender moondust falls over his amethyst eyes as he intently focuses on his instrument, sweet notes and daring rifts mingling together in a melody that has you on the edge of your seat.

Sogo’s music transports you to a whole other universe, where no worries exist, just the two of you, in an idyll made by yourselves.

His fingers stop momentarily, gaze of hyacinths at sunrise focused on you, an indication for you to say something.

“Amazing…” You utter, entranced by him and the notes still vibrating on the chords of his guitar. “I want to dance to this song with you.” You blurt out, eyes never once leaving his.

Your boyfriend smiles, a light chuckle filling the air of his comforting room.

“I guess that could be arranged.” He tells you, standing up, offering a hand to you.

You take it, wondering what he has planned.

And the moment you find yourself wrapped in his soft embrace, Sogo’s voice entones the lyrics to what he was playing earlier.

They are sweet, gentle, like demure lavender fields coloring a cloudy day; passionate, the blaze he so usually hides, but that shines bright beneath his composed façade.

The melody he sings, the one you’re dancing to right now… It is him, all his true emotions and his love for you on display, with no picture perfect image to hide the rawest parts of him.

You love him, always.

But like this, you get to see every little part that constitutes his heart.

As you sway with him, you think true love had never been so clear.

♡ IZUMI MITSUKI

Dawn has barely touched the concrete when you take a seat at the dorm’s backyard.

You knew he’d be here.

The fabric of his orange hoodie catches your eye from a distance, your lover’s vibrant hair outlined against the first daylight. Perhaps there was no sun in this winter morning just yet, but to you, he was brighter than any blue sky.

He hasn’t noticed your presence yet, his earphones keeping him immersed in practise, arms outstretched towards the heights of a sky you’re sure he will reach.

You lean your chin in one hand, smiling to yourself.

Mitsuki always worked so hard… And the truth is, his dancing has improved a lot.

You wish you could join him.

What’s stopping you? The first rays of sun seem to ask, when they graze your face with its gilded warmth.

So you stand up, making your way towards where clear sunbeams seem to move in tandem with your lover.

Coppery hued irises catch sight of you, their corners tilting up when you reflect in his stare.

And for all the way with words Mitsuki always has, none are exchanged this time, for there is no need.

Everything you might have wanted to express is made obvious in the sync of your movements with his.

Even as the morning gets more clear with the rising sun, you don’t really notice.

Why would you? When you can’t look away from the one who lights up your every day?

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[tinysupervicki]

I have many oshis but Touma is my number one, he’s such a goof 🤭

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[oofcat2112]

touch, braid, kiss (IDOLiSH7 - Torao/Minami)

In which Minami lets Torao braid his hair and rewards him with a kiss.

***

Even before he opens his eyes, Minami already knows that he woke up late because his dream last night felt long, though he can’t remember much of it. If he had to guess, it would probably be about flying musical notes since he fell asleep mid-scribbling his musical sheets.

Minami blinks a few times then glances at the clock on his nightstand. Typical. Fifteen minutes until he has to go to the studio for today’s recording. Guess his commitment last night to arrive at least thirty minutes early to get a headstart in preparing everything has failed immensely. Well, no matter, he supposes. He can just purchase a small energy drink on his way to work and that should keep him going until the session ends.

He glances at the stack of papers sitting at his feet, some of the pages scattered on the floor. The most important thing is that he finished his early iteration of ZOOL’s new song, what’s a little lack of sleep? His work of art is much more important. He was particularly inspired last night and sleeping right in the middle of it would be too much of a waste.

Fortunately, Natsume Minami moves quickly. After sitting up, stretching his limbs, and blinking away the leftover sleepiness from his eyes, he shrugs off the weight on his shoulders and gets ready for work. Once he’s finished cleaning up and packing away his things, he doesn’t look like someone who just spent less than two hours sleeping. He looks fresh, sophisticated, and put-together though he can see some parts of his usual getup lacking, like his hair. He’ll have to do those in the studio last minute.

For now, he sprays a healthy and light dose of perfume before finally leaving his apartment.

***

Torao should’ve known.

As he steps into the studio the first thing he sees is Minami nodding off by the loveseat, music sheets loosely held between his fingers. One look and it’s obvious what happened to the young composer.

Truly, it isn’t odd for the composer to be lacking a good night's sleep now and then. (Torao’s pretty sure that he's the only one out of four of them who has a semblance of a normal sleep schedule.) When there’s new music that needs to be written or a part that needs to be revised, Minami will be up and working on them immediately like there’s no tomorrow, often staying up until the crack of dawn just to finetune a single melody.

And…of course, Torao had always liked that part of Minami who loved to dedicate part of his existence to his art. When he was allowed, he always enjoyed the sight of Minami scribbling on a music sheet and humming new tunes, brows furrowed as he focused and lips opening and closing as he muttered parts of his song quietly. Despite the blonde’s calm and gentle disposition, Torao has always known that Minami is passionate. It burns behind a cold protective wall, peeking out from behind through his smile during their performance.

That being said, it also isn’t rare for the composer to doze off when he lets his guard down, like now. Before he completely enters the room, Torao takes a moment to admire the sight of Minami’s innocent face as he sleeps. He knows this by now, but he still can’t get over how beautiful Natsume Minami is and here he thought he’d grown immune to pretty faces like that (Though immunity to Minami is something he hasn’t quite developed yet. He doubts he ever will.)

Torao is careful when he takes a seat next to Minami. The blonde will probably wake up soon now that Torao’s here but he wants to give him just a few extra seconds of shut-eye before switching on his work mode.

“Mido-san?” Minami blinks slowly, his hand coming up to rub the skin just underneath his eyes. “When did you get here?”

“Just a few seconds ago. Looks like you had a good nap.” He teases.

Minami lets out a light amused laugh, unfazed by it. He lets out a small yawn under his palm and finally looks at the other man. Minami’s gaze has always been so languid and a bit cold at times, though they’ve warmed up a lot by now, but the way Minami stares at him has never failed to make his heartbeat race faster.

“Mido-san, you’re blushing.” Minami chuckles sweetly and Torao has to look away now.

A retort makes its way to his throat but dies quickly, replaced with a defeated sigh. He lets his guard down for even half a second and the blonde will snap up the opportunity with that sly nature underneath an angelic smile (Not that he minds too much). 

“By the way, where are the others?”

Torao clears his throat, trying to clean up the mess Minami did to his heart, and opens up his phone. “Touma’s probably on his way. Haruka already got here though.”

“Oh, then I should-” Minami straightens up a bit and cleans up the music sheet in his hands. Torao stops him midway, placing a hand on his forearm. 

“Please. Kujo Tenn is here too so I’m going to bet Haruka won’t be here for another hour.” He rolls his eyes. “Do you think TRIGGER ever gets tired of their greenroom getting hogged by their center as a date spot?”

“I doubt the two care. But what about you, Mido-san? Do you ever get tired of ‘hogging’ our green room alone with me?”

Torao freezes then, becoming painfully aware that Minami has slid his arm so his hand now sits against Torao’s, fingers gently pressing against the skin of his palm like a feather. The touch feels like it could’ve been one of Minami’s teasing but it doesn’t feel exactly like that. There’s a sense of genuineness in them. For as long as Torao has known Minami, he likes to think that he knows the composer at least a little bit. Would it be self-centered to think that Minami wants to genuinely touch him? There’s a stinging realization that he wouldn’t be able to know for sure right away. Nevertheless, the answer is obvious as day.

“No.”

Minami’s lips shift into one of his softer smiles, one that only appears around the people he considers close. Torao wonders. If he manages to enter deeper into Minami’s heart, would he find other smiles? Ones that are reserved just for him.

Their intimate moment ends there. Minami pulls his hand away and it feels like his hand was never there in the first place. They both turn quiet, Minami cleaning up his scattered music sheets while Torao examines the side of his face. There’s one thing he realizes.

“You don’t have your braid.”

Minami’s hand comes up to the side of his hair and sighs. “I was going to do it here. I didn’t have enough time at home.”

“Want me to do it? It’ll be quicker.” Minami raises an eyebrow but decides to indulge his request anyway. He probably finds it amusing that Torao isn’t going to waste an opportunity to touch him, but Torao doesn't care that he's coming across a bit shameless.

Minami’s hair is soft between his fingers, almost like silk, and the strands slip off his fingers easily. Torao runs his fingers through them a few times and braids the side gently, careful not to accidentally pull or tug at the hair. As Torao stays focused on the work at hand, he doesn’t notice Minami closing his eyes, content, in the moment.

“When did you get so good at braiding?”

Torao snorts. As if this is the first time he’s braided Minami’s hair. There have been a few times now when it’s just the two of them alone, where Torao does Minami’s braid for him. It had looked terrible the first time but now he’s gotten quite skillful at it. The end result for this one looks quite good, perhaps his best work so far. 

Minami’s hand comes up to touch Torao’s work and his lips curl into a pleased smile. The composer keeps his lips shut, careful not to let his true feelings be so easily known. Torao doesn’t need to know that Minami thinks the older man’s hands felt nice in his hair. Enough to almost lull him back to sleep. 

He’s not ready to express his feelings just yet, but there’s something he wants to do. He turns to Torao. “Thank you. Mido-san, do you want me to reward you?”

The older man frowns. “Reward? Sure.”

Minami’s smile grows a little mischievous. He’s cute when he looks a little confused like this. He gently places his hand on Torao’s shoulder before raising his face until his lips hover right in front of Torao’s, not quite a kiss. Minami sees his eyes widening slightly at the realization of what he meant by reward. A hand coming to rest on Minami’s waist is the silent consent between them before their lips meet.

It’s neither their first kiss nor is it the first time they’ve kissed each other. Their relationship is a big grey area in their lives, not so much as friends but calling it an official relationship isn’t right either. What Minami does know is that Torao’s lips always feel so warm and sometimes even urgent and maybe even feverish in rare moments. This one isn’t any of those. It feels…sweet.

“Ugh, what the fu-”

Their moment is broken by Haruka’s flabbergasted tone as he stands under the doorway of their greenroom, his face growing completely red. In the hallway, standing in the spot where both Minami and Torao couldn’t see him, Kujo Tenn’s hand reaches to cover Haruka’s eyes.

“I told you not to open the door without knocking,” Tenn says as Haruka slaps his hand away.

Torao is the first to get up between them as he approaches Haruka. “Come back in an hour, you absolute brat.”

“You’re the one who’s making out in our greenroom!”

“Oh, like you don’t do the same with Kujo?”

As they continue to bicker, Torao slowly tries to close the door in Haruka’s face while Minami places his face into his hands, his blush reaching the tips of his ears.

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[rikus-hips]

tenn hiding his face in your chest while holding each other, finally allowing his breathing to match the pace of his earlier schedule, only for his inhales and exhales to soon become even and scattered. tenn curling into you as he lets himself feel the weight of the day blown off his shoulders by your sleepy breath.

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[tenns-secret-night]

Sweet Services

Headcanons on some displays of intimacy.

Genre: Fluff

Characters: Gentaro Yumeno x reader, Ramuda Amemura x reader (hypmic), Kujo Tenn x reader, Momo x reader(Idolish7) (all seperate)

Warnings: none

A/N: G/N! Reader!

Gentaro Yumeno

Anything really that involves with you both being physically close.

Usually involving some form of self care between the two of you

A lot of hair care and skincare

You’re feeling sad/in need of comfort? Wait one moment while Gentaro grabs the brush.

Please do the same to him too.

“I think I may quit writing and become a beautician”

“That was but a lie”

Despite him saying this both of your hair and skin never looked better.

Alongside this, he also likes to read to you.

If he needs your ideas on a manuscript or if he just found and interesting novel while out

He will hold you gently against his chest and read you a story until you fall asleep

Ramuda Amemura

It’s a bit obvious but modeling!

He finishes work with the prototype of a new accessory he designed and he wants to see it on you now

When you try on things like necklaces and earrings he always makes sure to place a playful kiss to your jaw/cheek

He tells you that you look amazing, but he’d say that for anything you wore.

If you go over to a mirror to see you can bet he’s attached to you, arms wrapped around you, head places on your shoulder.

“You’re so cute in this you should just keep it for yourself!”

He can always make more for his shop. That particular accessory is now specially your own.

Whatever collection of accessories and clothes you had before the relationship has tripled.

Tenn Kujo

He can get pretty sore from working long hours as an idol so please

Cuddles and massages

Started out with him complaining about his shoulders being stiff after a long rehearsal and turned into a nightly routine.

Pays you back with cuddles

Will absentmindedly run his hands through your hair as he reviews his schedule for the next day

It’s very hard for him to turn off his work brain so it’s good to remind him that he needs to rest as well

“When you make that face I can’t help but rest”

Gaku and Ryu found out about his routine at some point and won’t him live it down.

It’s all playful though, they truly are happy that Tenn is getting the rest he needs.

Momo

Cooking together!

He may not be the best at it but oh my gosh will he try his hardest.

You both tried to make karaage together once and he burnt the oil.

He can learn though, once he was shown how to fry in oil, he has never messed up again.

Has gone to Yuki’s house before to learn how to cook a dish you mentioned wanting to make with him.

When you both cook together, he rests his head on top of your own as you demonstrate what you want him to do.

When it’s time to eat he will insist on feeding you.

It’s a complete K.O. if you feed him back, he’s a blushing mess.

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[ballblender]

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What i will write:

Light NSFW/SFW Hc's + Drabbles

Female + Non-binary + Male Reader

(General) Headcanons

Character x Character

Reader-Insert x Character

Angst

Fluff + Comfort

Scenarios (either with or without reader)

What I won’t write:

Extreme NSFW/Full-on Smut Fics

Vampire/Werewolf (any of that supernatural stuff and i’m basically clueless)

Anything else im uncomfortable with

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[lyriablackfrost]

Re:vale Week Day 6: Dressing Room + Flowers

Title: Words and Flowers Fandom: IDOLiSH7 Ship: Yuki/Momo Rating: T Tags: Fluff, Light-Hearted, Established Relationship, Flowers, Friendship, POV Momo (IDOLiSH7) Words: 1215 Synopsis: Re:vale receives flowers from those close to them after a special live show.

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[pillow-anime-talk]

music & vocaloids month ; ninth day.

synopsis: Gaku just loved it when his girlfriend dressed girly and cute. It was something really extreme for his mind and body.

# tags: scenario; current relationship; romance; fluff; cute!reader; girly outfit; touching thighs; a bit of dirty talk at the end; pet names; suggestive

includes: female reader ft. gaku youtome {idolish7}

reader’s note: gooood, he’s so fine here.

You haven’t seen your boyfriend for quite a while, and since you both had a day off from work, you decided to meet in town at your favorite burger restaurant. Gaku was the first to arrive and asked for a table for two, immediately ordering two of your favorite burgers and some extras such as onion rings and fries with two sauces.

He also asked for a pot of iced tea, and with thanks to the waiter, you entered the large restaurant wearing a cute white sweater, a light blue tennis skirt, a long coat, and high heels. You had your favorite purse over your shoulder and your phone in your hand. You quickly looked at your boyfriend who, enchanted by the sight of you, smiled at you.

You greeted the staff and headed to your table while taking your coat off your shoulders; your boyfriend got up from the chair, helping you undress. In the meantime, you greeted with one more smile and also a long kiss straight on the lips. A few seconds later, the blonde haired man pulled your chair over so you could sit comfortably at the table.

“Sorry, I’m late, there’s a lot of traffic all over the city and there was an accident at a roundabout.” You said and your boyfriend just shook his head.

“It’s nothing, the most important thing is that you’re okay and you got here safely, baby.” He said almost immediately, looking closely at your neck and hands. “I ordered us food, so don’t worry about anything. Better tell me if you’re okay at work.” He changed the subject to another and you giggled.

“Well...”

{ ･ﾟ✧ }

The dinner you ate was delicious and filling. After all, you also ordered hot drinks, as well as meringues to sweeten the day; in addition, your boyfriend changed his previous seat. This time he sat next to you on the soft couch, one arm wrapped around you. You continued to talk about various topics, while enjoying delicious sweets.

“Would you like to come to my place tonight, kitten? Shall we watch something and spend more time together?” He asked in a calm voice, placing his hand on your knee, and you agreed.

“If it’s not a problem, I’d love to come. We can finish that American series we started a week ago.”

The warm touch of a hand on your knee and then on your thigh distracted you a bit, but you continued to smile at your partner as you sipped your warm drink.

“Gaku-kun?” You started quietly and then looked at the man who just raised an eyebrow. “Do you like me in this outfit?” You asked amused and the man coughed.

“What is that question, baby?”

“Just out of curiosity. So...?” You replied, continuing to eat fluffy meringue, and the man just adjusted his hair.

“Well, I really like well-dressed women and I’ve always thought skirts suit you very well...” He started hesitantly and you just nodded.

“...Then we should use these skirts in the bedroom and play some role play... Right, sir?” You winked at him and he coughed again, a little louder this time, drawing the other customers’ attention to your table.

“Y/N...”

previous day ; nobuo terashima from black stones ♡ next day ; rui minaduki from procellarum

#— 🎸 #music and vocaloids month #music and vocaloids challenge #idolish7 #idolish7 scenario #idolish7 scenarios #idolish7 imagine #idolish7 imagines #idolish7 x reader #idolish7 x you #idolish7 x y/n #gaku yaotome #gaku yaotome scenario #gaku yaotome scenarios #gaku yaotome imagine #gaku yaotome imagines #gaku yaotome x reader #gaku yaotome x you #gaku yaotome x y/n #trigger #trigger scenario #trigger scenarios #trigger imagine #trigger imagines #trigger x reader #trigger x you #trigger x y/n

[rosencrantzsguildenstern]

Minami and Tsumugi (both i7) for the bingo? ^__^

you've actually successfully selected 2 of my favorite i7 characters!

tsumugi:

TSUMUGIIII she's legit like. ok i think i have a weird relation to i7 because aside from one episode of oshi no ko and like. the fever dream of watching bakumatsu rock with no context. it was my first idol anime and i didn't play the gacha or really get the mechanics/culture (like i straight up was expecting girl idols to be introduced (aya ur my only hope...) because i didn't know the genre was typically gender split. and actually pretty frequently u will see one girl or one guy but not in this case!) . anyway so i didn't immediately see her as a supporting character but more as the shoujo protagonist, imprinted on her, and began a quest for Tsumugi Screentime. i think canon treats her really well and she's a fun character but she could have so much more.

i really like her dynamics with a lot of characters that u can see in the rabbitchats... i like how she talks in emojis, i like her and momo and her and tamaki, i like her workaholicness and weird responses and that one time she couldn't do math, i'm FASCINATED by the parallels with kujo she gets occasionally, i'm also really interested in the takanashi family as in i would really enjoy more takapapa-tsumugi-banri fluff, and my favorite little thing about her is that she says she's working out/getting buff in case anything happens to idolish7 (you're going to punch someone about it? go girl. i also like her running thread about working out she has in general lol. small but mighty)

fandom doesn't understand her: i think she's aro. majority of tsumugi fans like her and gaku. i don't have major beef with this though they're cute

minami:

minami i think about you every DAYYYYY i rotate you in my brain. his slimey energy is appealing. his 16idol makes me sick. he's the most attractive character out of the main cast though if i had to date any of them im staying far away from him and going with ryuu. he drives me crazy. hes actually not that horrible of a person bc he doesn't make good on any of his threats except doing zool things with ryou? but i think he thinks he is and that's fascinating. he's pulling on the edge of a leash that was tied to a pole when he was very young and he could untie but he won't he just slowly lets others let out the length. and one day he'll die or wait no that's sogo. one day minami will kill someone. he went through a midlife crisis at 14. he's a penguin expert. i'm deeply obsessed with him

#ill id if anyone needs it it got tiring since im getting a lot of these asks lol (very happy abt that part) #i7 #ask game

[rabbitenn]

Haisai~ If you're up for it, would you mind sharing any headcannons for TRIGGER’s first kiss/date/confession? (Any or all of those!) Thank you in advance. ❤

LOVE WHISPER.

Because firsts were always better with him.

ft. Yaotome Gaku, Kujo Tenn, Tsunashi Ryunosuke x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff, romance.

hello, anon, dear ! thank you for your request ! I decided to write a first thing of the ones you mentioned for each boy. I already wrote first kiss with tenn (you’ll find it on my masterlist, under the title ‘I’ll give you sweet memories’) and I have a request for Ryu confessing his feelings hehe so I hope you like the tropes I picked for each of them this time <3

♡ YAOTOME GAKU

First date ₊˚ ⋅

— Your first date with Gaku is guaranteed to be a total success.

— Not only are you very much in love with each other (despite both of you not quite believing it when the other’s feelings were reciprocated), but Gaku is an absolute gentleman (seriously, have you seen him? he’s a walking green flag).

— So you can be sure he spends a lot of time considering your preferences and all the ways in which he can surprise you on your first date as a couple.

— From fancy restaurants, to just driving around and admiring the scenery at night, to staying home; no matter what it is you want to do, your boyfriend will oblige.

— Knowing he enjoys driving and you want this to be a memory that matches his tastes too, you suggest you two go for a drive, and stop around some tranquil street with cute shops.

— “Alright.” He smiles, his features curving up into that cute smile you adored. A delicate kiss to your temple. “Let’s go?” Your boyfriend asks, his hand finding yours, calloused fingers intertwining with yours.

— You nod, dazed expression on your face as you stare at him with hearts in your eyes and heat on your cheeks.

— Your lover chuckles, you were too cute for his heart sometimes.

— Gaku is 100% the type to open his car’s door for you. He treats you like royalty, always. (He offers you his hand too when you have to get out of the car).

— Also, when he’s driving, he does that hot thing of backing up the car as he leans one hand on the passenger’s backrest. You can’t help but stare at the tautness of his arms, too aware of the outline of his muscles, his black t-shirt in perfect contrast with his ivory-like skin. Yeah, you’re grateful for the noise around, with how hard your heart is beating against your ribcage.

— Once you’re already walking around, Gaku adores small displays of affection. He’s always holding your hand, or keeping one of his hands on the small of your back.

— He also makes sure you’re always walking on the inner side of the sidewalk, away from the cars. The gesture alone warms your heart. You hold onto his arm, leaning your head against his side.

— Your affections make him smile, and he holds you a bit tighter.

— He insists on paying for your dinner too, no matter how much you argue that he doesn’t have to.

— And because of that, you now declare you must buy him a gift as thanks for tonight.

— Several shops line the street you’re currently walking around. You tug Gaku along by the hand, stopping by to look at the huge windows displaying the goods.

— Until you arrive at a store selling bath and home decor products.

— They have all kinds of soaps in cute shapes and colors, fairy lights, pretty frames for pictures… Nice, but not what you’re looking for right now…

— Until you finally find it.

— A section featuring multiple bath powders, in different scents, colors, and beautifully packaged. It’s perfect, your boyfriend likes collecting these!

— You end up picking three bath salts in the colors of TRIGGER for him: a white moon, a pink angel and blue waves.

— “They’re you, Tenn and Ryu.” You smile, as Gaku opens the small package, revealing the items.

— “You’re so precious, you know.” He tells you, as he leaves a tender kiss to your hair, bringing you close to his side, giving you a sideways hug.

— Oh, he’s also the type to drape his jacket over your shoulders at the first indication you may be cold. It’s gotten late, and his car is still a few minutes away even if you two walked fast, so, he can’t have you catching a cold after such a lovely night, can he? After all, this is only the first of many dates to come.

♡ KUJO TENN

Love confession ₊˚ ⋅

— Kujo Tenn is not what you’d call shy, per se. Certainly not on stage, where his smile and voice shined the brightest; and definitely not when he dropped those snarky remarks to those around him (most of the time they come out of him caring for those people but, yeah).

— However, when someone he cares about compliments him, or when it comes to you, you often can see his cheeks taking on a rather pink tint.

— To you, he was adorable in moments like these. There is just no way this boy doesn’t make your heart flutter at this point; his cute side and his charming side… it was no understatement that Tenn was the personification of perfection to anyone who set their eyes on him.

— However, you knew him deeper than that.

— You knew how caring he was towards his younger twin brother; how he never failed at offering the best performances, even at the cost of his own health; and how deeply he loved his two groupmates and closest friends.

— However, what you were very clearly failing to see was that your beloved Tenn’s feelings towards you went past platonic by now.

— It was obvious to anyone looking from the outside, though, that Tenn was quite smitten with you. His two friends especially were wishing you and their center got together already.

— “It’s frustrating to watch you two.” Gaku teases Tenn one day, with a knowing grin on the former’s face.

— “You… Shut up.” Tenn grumbles, cheeks abloom in blazing hues. “I’ll tell them, and you know it.”

— “Yeah, Gaku, don’t tease our Tenn so much.” Ryu smiles, affably, putting a hand on Tenn’s shoulder. “He’ll confess his feelings when he thinks it’s the right moment, right, Tenn?”

— Tenn stands up, pouting. “Of course I will,” he adjusts his clothes. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be off.”

— “How cute.” The other two say in unison once their younger friend is gone.

— See, it’s not that Tenn is unsure or afraid that you will reject him. It’s just, he wants the moment to be perfect for you.

— And so, he decides to invite you on a date, of sorts… Well not exactly, since you two aren’t a couple just yet…

— But anyway, he asks you to hang out at his house (obviously he makes sure Gaku and Ryu have gone out).

— It’s early evening, that time of day when the whole world seems to dye in seraphic shades of golden; the autumn sunbeams filtering in through the window warm up Tenn’s room.

— It’s comforting to be in here, with him. You can’t help but wonder what would it be like to be held by him, to fall asleep surrounded by his warmth…

— … /n], [Y/n], are you alright?” Tenn is asking you, those eyes colored like dark pink quartz concerned as he searches for your gaze.

— Neither of you two have realized yet how his hand has found yours, the sensation just right, as if it was meant to be.

— “I just… spaced out… sorry…” You utter, eyes locked with his. You know you’re staring, but you can’t look away from him.

— And truth be told, neither can he.

— Tenn’s forehead leans against yours softly, the softness of his starlit bangs brushing against your skin.

— “[Y/n]…”

— “Tenn…”

— “[Y/n], there’s something I want to tell you.” He finally whispers, both of his hands holding yours now.

— You can feel your heartbeat loud in your ears, pumping all the pent up feelings both you and him have been holding back up until now.

— “I like you, my [Y/n].” Tenn says, softly, rosy eyes level with yours. “Would you go out with me?”

— “Really?” You manage, your voice just a thread, quite not believing this is real.

— Your idol chuckles. “This is very much real.” He assures, one of his hands cradling the side of your face.

— Oh, so you said that out loud.

— You smile, sheepishly. “Yes, my Tenn, I’d be very happy to go out with you.” Your hands rest around his shoulders now.

— He leans in. The rest is history.

♡ TSUNASHI RYUNOSUKE

First kiss ₊˚ ⋅

— Contrary to the image the entertainment industry has built for him, Tsunashi Ryunosuke is quite shy and timid.

— He has to think about it a lot, before he’s ready and sure that yes, you’re okay with this; he would never do anything that made you uncomfortable, and if he ever accidentally did, he’d have a hard time forgiving himself :((

— No matter how much your lips distract him every time you call his name; or when you try his cooking; or when you two share a drink… wait, does that count as an indirect kiss?

— No, he has to focus. You aren’t even dating yet, are you? It’s true you spend all of your free time together but… well, you’re more than friends, that is for sure…

— What are you two, really, though?

— Ryu is very aware that if you two start ‘properly dating’ it will have to be in secret, he could never put in danger his friends’ careers, or his own for that matter; not to speak of all the media making up farces about it, and putting you in potential danger…

— Such are the thoughts running through his mind as he makes dinner for you two.

— “Ryu,” you call him, standing up from the couch. “There’s something on your mind, isn’t there?”

— He gulps, his grip on the spoon he was using to stir the sauce going stiff. Then he sighs, shoulders slumping slightly.

— “How can you tell?” The idol asks, those sunshine eyes of his staring at the ground in defeat.

— You chuckle. “Hey, don’t be sad now…” You guide his face to look at you. “I just knew… you were more quiet than usual, you seemed tense and were spacing out all the time… Is everything okay?”

— How is he supposed to lie to those eyes? Not when you look at him with such concern held in your gaze, one hand still lingering near his face.

— With another sigh, Ryunosuke resigns himself to just telling it like it is. It’s not like he can do anything else now, right? Besides, it wouldn't be fair to you either.

— “Yes, it has… there has been something on my mind lately, actually…”

— You lean against the kitchen counter, tenderness in your gaze as you tilt your head to one side and ask him:

“Do you need to talk about it?” You ask, delicately putting a hand over his arm, as you look up at him with concern.

— You are really making this difficult, how is he supposed to hold back? He just can’t, not when you are so caring and his heart is practically doing somersaults inside his ribcage.

— You squeeze his arm reassuringly.

“Ryu, it’s okay if it’s difficult to talk about, you don’t need to tell me… but I’ll be here to support you no matter what.”

— “I- it’s- I just…” The idol stammers. You rub his back soothingly. “[Y/n].” He finally manages, turning around to face you. “Can I kiss you?”

— You giggle, offering him a shy sideways smile.

“So that is what you had in mind?” You lean towards him, your faces mere centimeters away. “I thought you’d never ask.” You whisper in the space between, before leaning into him.

— His kiss is the gentleness of the afternoon sun in early autumn, the brightness of a blue sky criss-crossed by the reflection of sunbeams over a tranquil sea, akin to harp cords made to play only the sweetest melody.

— It’s every happy memory you’ve made together contained in a single moment.

— And neither of you wants to pull away.

— But alas, the need for oxygen forces you to separate momentarily.

— Soft laughter fills the space, as your noses brush against each other.

— Both of you crave for more already.

#idolish7 x reader #idolish7 imagines #idolish7 #idolish7 hadcanons #idolish7 fluff #ainana #ainana x reader #idolish seven #kujo tenn x reader #kujo tenn #yaotome gaku x reader #yaotome gaku #tsunashi ryunosuke x reader #tsunashi ryunosuke #idolish7 x you #idolish7 scenarios #idolish7 x y/n #anime x reader #anime imagines #anime fluff

[tinysupervicki]

“たかが一度　そうさ一度

君の中に居場所を見つけたのさ

闘いなら受けて立とう”

#giant tiny #g/t #my work #giant/tiny #gt #size difference #g/t fluff #sfw g/t #g/t art #g/t community #my ocs Meztli and Lupita #lyrics are from Idolish7 Trigger’s song Treasure!

[keicordelle]

Wet Paint

IDOLiSH7 | Yukimomo | 1.2k | Teen established relationship, domestic fluff

In a quiet moment, Yuki reapplies Momo's nail polish. Getting it in his hair was not part of the plan, but what can you do?

I didn't have the time to do Re:vale week, but I wanted to write something for their anniversary! So have some sweet domestic fluff. They probably have people to do their nails for them, but I like to think they still take the time to do it themselves as a peaceful sort of ritual.

[Read it here on Ao3]

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Yuki's fingers were gentle around Momo’s wrist, the only sound the quiet shush shush of the brush as he dragged it up his nail. The intense look of focus on his face would have been funny if it hadn't been directed at Momo. Instead, all Momo could feel was the fluster of having that silver-eyed stare turned so fully on him, like in this moment, he was the only thing in the universe that mattered. Heat burned through Momo’s cheeks: a familiar response. Five years and counting and he still couldn't get used to having Yuki look at him like that.

"Stop moving, you'll ruin the coat," came Yuki's gentle voice. Chastising, only the brush in his hand and his grip on Momo’s wrist saving Momo from being poked for his impertinence.

He hadn't even noticed he was. He forced himself still, focusing on the pleasant feeling of Yuki’s hand on his and the familiar ritual of the brush. The acrid scent of acetone still tickled at his nose, lingering on balled cotton pads stained with streaks of blue and red and discarded on the coffee table. It was nearly carried away by the sweeter whisper of new polish, a scent as comforting as it was familiar. The quiet strains of string instruments drifted through the wall from next door, some classical piece that Momo didn't recognize but that he was sure Yuki would know if he bothered to ask him. It was nice though, the breezy rhythm settling into his bones just as well as any upbeat tempo.

He didn't notice the way his leg was jiggling until Yuki nudged at him again with his knee. Yuki heaved an exaggerated sigh, his hair tickling at Momo’s shin with the dramatic shake of his head. "One day you'll learn how to sit still, I'm sure. Of course, by then I'll probably be too old to actually enjoy it."

A reprieve offered, in the playfulness of his tone. Momo latched onto it, chiming a merry laugh. "Oh, come now darling, you know you love how energetic I can be!"

A wry hum was Yuki's only response, glancing up at Momo from over his hand, but he didn't protest again when Momo’s toes started to bounce in his lap.

"There, all done," Yuki said a little while after, drawing away and letting Momo take back his hand. Momo was almost sorry to see him go as his fingers slipped from him. He had half a mind to catch Yuki’s hand in his and tangle their fingers together, but it really would be a shame to ruin his fresh coat of paint. The red always looked prettier when Yuki did it.

"Foot," Yuki demanded, hand held out expectantly, and Momo stifled a laugh as he dropped his heel into his waiting grip.

A laugh that escaped when Yuki ran a playful finger up the sole of his foot. "Yuki!" The tickle jittered up Momo’s spine, toes curled to try to ward off his teasing.

"Alright, alright," Yuki relented, his fingers around Momo’s ankle becoming more purposeful. "If you kick me I'll bruise, so try to hold still."

"My darling bruises like a—" Yuki huffed, and Momo left the thought unfinished. It was too easy, really. Low hanging fruit.

But he held still as best he could as Yuki painted his toenails too, taking care not to tickle his foot any more than was strictly necessary in the process.  When the color across Momo’s toes matched his fingers, Yuki traded one foot for the other, just as diligent and focused as he repeated the process a second time.

Momo expected him to let him go when he was through, but Yuki’s thumbs stroked idly up the center of his foot instead, digging into the arch with just the right amount of pressure. "Ohhhh. That's nice..."

A low chuckled was Yuki’s only response, the nail polish set carefully aside as his fingers dug into the aching soles of Momo’s feet. Momo melted into the couch, a veritable puddle beneath Yuki’s skilled touch. His hand was firm but tender where it cupped Momo’s heel, thumbs working away at his aches and pains with the same focus he granted his song writing. Gentle fingers brushed up Momo’s ankle, ghosting over the scar there before working up to knead at his calf as well.

"You're too good to me, Yuki..."

"Just good enough," he said, trading one leg for the other. Only once he'd successfully reduced all of the muscles in Momo’s lower legs into jelly did he finally relent. He leaned in, the tender softness of his lips brushing against the top of Momo’s foot before he let it slip from his grasp.

"Yuki!"

His eyes flicked up from Momo’s toes to meet his, that usually sharp silver turned soft and warm as his lips curled into a gentle smile. The sight of him turned Momo’s heart as liquid as his muscles, that traitorous flush returning to burn through his cheeks. He really was dangerously handsome, his Yuki. His partner.

Yuki’s grip shifted, tugging Momo’s pantleg higher so he could press his lips into the curve of his ankle and higher up his shin, a line of light kisses pressed into Momo’s skin. Then to the other, his hair tugged to the side to keep from dragging through the still-tacky paint, each kiss placed with purpose and devotion.

Momo squirmed, hands rising to cover his face, but Yuki caught those too, dragging them down to plant his lips on each knuckle. He twisted them over to place a kiss in each palm, the lingering feeling of his kiss tingling up Momo’s arms even as Yuki shifted back, a self-satisfied look in his eyes. Momo’s fingers curled, as if he could hold Yuki’s kisses to him like he would his hand.

"Yuki, you—" Before Momo could even figure out what it was he'd been planning to say, Yuki was there, leaning over him to capture his lips. His mouth on Momo’s was soft but insistent, his hair falling forward to tickle against his cheek. Momo’s hands rose of their own volition to bury themselves in it, silvered threads curled around eager fingers. The fresh red of his nails stood out brightly against its silken shine, and— crap!

"Ah! Yuki! Your hair! I'm sorry!"

Yuki drew back, blinking down at Momo in surprise for a moment before he pieced together what exactly had made him so flustered this time. "Oh." Then he laughed, his gaze turning sly as he shot Momo his signature heart-stopping grin. "I guess you'll just have to help me wash it out."

"A chance to see my Yuki in the bath and to run my hands through his hair? That hardly seems like a fitting punishment at all!"

"Oh?" A coy brow lifted, his smile turning dangerous. "Are you in need of punishment?"

"No, no!" Momo said hurriedly, one small step short of a squeak. Yuki’s voice was positively wicked, calling to mind all sorts of sinful things. Coy Yuki was bad for his health. "I'd be happy to help you with that! The most happy anyone has ever been!"

Yuki’s huff of laughter was kinder. Less likely to put Momo at imminent risk of cardiac arrest. But the return of that soft smile made his heart flutter all the same. Especially when Yuki leaned forward to press his lips to the tip of Momo’s nose in a teasing kiss. "Well then good." He stood, offering Momo his hand to pull him to his feet. "And then afterwards, we can fix your nails."

#idolish7 #i7 #re:vale #momose sunohara #yukito orikasa #yukimomo #momoyuki #i7 fanfiction #I'm still not 100% confident I've got Yuki's characterization down but I'll get there #Like I think I Get him but writing it is a whole other can of fish #i've just never really played with a character like him before #my writing #~k

[h0tarubi]

NIGHTS WITH YOU.

How @yumemirumikazuki ‘s oc (Miyu) and my oc/self insert (Kyouko) spend a sleepover together.

cw/genre: fluff. Mild angst. Set in idolish7’s universe.

To my dearest Kurai, I hope you like this. I’m not sure I managed to characterize Miyu well enough, but I still hope you can enjoy this. Love you <3

Inside the room, the stars shine.

A dusk amidst artificial constellations, but not because of that any less magic.

Beneath the hanging asters, blankets bunch together, shades of blossoms and clear skies mingled.

Two voices can be heard in this space.

The two girls laugh at something.

It is easy when it’s just the two of them.

They fall into an easy pace, as if a whole different world was written at the tips of their fingers; a song born anew with every exchange of tender words.

A meowing sound is heard, a small black cat emerging from under the blankets.

“Mr. Wobbles! Come back here!” One of the girls laughs, following the cat around the room.

The other watches, amused, a giggle leaving her lips.

“Miyu, he’ll just keep his schemes up if you humor him.” She laughs, rolling around, her brown hair spilling over the pillows.

There’s a sense of peace in this space, where just the two of them can exist, away from time.

“But look at him, Kyo-chan!” Miyu insists, finally holding the black cat in her arms. “Isn’t he so cute and silly?”

Kyouko rests her cheek on her hand, lying on her belly over the covers. In her gaze, the stars overhead surround Miyu.

To her, she always felt like her friend was permanently dancing amidst a field of fireflies; a vivid contradiction, where dark and flashes of fiery stardust collided. A melancholy symphony, for her and the stars alone.

“He certainly is.” Kyo agrees, sitting up from her position, as her black haired friend joins her with Mr. Wobbles. “Look at his wide eyes.” She observes, pink manicured nails gently scratching the furry friend’s chin. “They remind me a little bit of yours, Miyu-chan.” She chuckles, playfully bumping shoulders with Miyu in question. “You look at this world in wonder too, despite it never having been kind to you.”

Miyu tilts her head slightly, resting it on her dear friend’s shoulder.

“Well, maybe but… I found you, Kyo-chan. I found Tenn and Riku, too, and Mr. Wobbles.” She points out, holding onto the other’s sleeve. “Even if I’ve endured a dark abyss, it’s alright if I got to meet you all, isn’t it?”

Beneath the dim light of constructed constellations, her kind brown eyes become the color of pomegranate seeds; beautiful and intense, yet undeniable darkness can be found at their depths.

Kyouko sighs. She always thought her friend was too kind for a world wrapped in shadows.

“You’re too precious, Mii-chan.” She tells her, hugging her close to her side. “I will not let you be sad anymore, I won’t allow anyone to hurt you. You have me now, you have all of us, understood?”

The ravenette nods, then burying her face into her friend’s neck.

Words didn’t always come easy to her, and right now, many emotions are at war in her mind.

But it’s okay, because a warm embrace pulls her close, a steady heartbeat grounding her; the unsung lullaby destined to be composed by the two girls one day.

“I’m here.” The brunette whispers, caressing Miyu’s long black hair.

The latter nods.

‘Thank you.’ It means.

Outside the room, the stars shine.

They take a peek inside a warmly lit window.

Two girls can be seen inside, amidst a bundle of blankets.

Their hands are intertwined, marking the beginning of their song.

The night goes on.

And so do their dreams.

#oc #oc writing

[rikus-hips]

「 Missionary 」

Yamato Nikaido

— [cw] ⨾ pre-established relationship, professions of love, missionary sex, bottom!reader, top!yamato, more fluff than smut

“I’ve been thinking, actually..”

Yamato pulled away from (Y/n)’s lips reluctantly, severing a delicate string of salvia connecting the two.

“Oi, you don’t have to pout. It’s nothing bad.”

Yamato reassured (Y/n) with a chuckle and a squeeze of the waist.

“It’s… I…”

(Y/n) caressed Yamato’s cheek as they began to heat up, rivaling the red of his post-make-out lips.

“I won’t judge you, Yamato. You can always tell me what you’re thinking. I’ll always listen to you.”

(Y/n)’s tone rode the line of suggestive and innocent, not sure if what Yamato had in mind was related to their current situation, or something unrelated.

With a deep exhale, Yamato rested his cheek against (Y/n)’s palm as he hesitantly began to speak his thoughts.

“(Y/n)… I’ve been thinking about, how our sex life has been- not that it’s been bad or anything! It’s amazing actually! Erm, I don’t have any complaints about it.. I was just thinking..

I’ve never been a fan of the lovey-dovey stuff. I’m glad to have found someone with the same interests as me but… I can’t help but feel like you deserve that kind of intimacy with me..

And I want it. I want to show you how much you mean to me. How you’ve helped me become comfortable enough with myself for me to finally feel comfortable in my own skin.. To let myself love the ugly me, and let the ugly me love you.”

Yamato’s gaze held (Y/n)’s in a trance, hardly noticing the tears dripping down their cheeks until Yamato wiped them with gentle hands.

His face was now completely red, hiding his face in his hands as soon as the confidence of the moment wore off.

“Arggh, that was way too cheesy!”

(Y/n) laughed at Yamato’s groans while lifting his face from hiding.

They rested their fingers on the side of his glasses, causing Yamato to place his embarrassment on pause once more.

“I accept you Yamato. All of you. So tell me, what would you like to do?”

With a newfound confidence, Yamato placed his fingers over (Y/n)’s, slowly removing the glasses and placing them nearby.

Slowly laying (Y/n) down on the bedsheets below, Yamato placed a kiss on their neck before traveling up to their ear.

“(Y/n), let me make love to you.”

No longer restraining their desire, (Y/n) turned to meet Yamato’s lips, catching them in a sweet but passionate kiss.

Their hands traveled throughout the other’s body, twisting and teasing spots well known to rile the other up.

Once their trailing hands finally reached each other’s lower areas, they began to fiddle with each other’s clothing until both were stripped naked.

Hovering over (Y/n) as they adjusted the pillows beneath their head, Yamato lubricated his dick generously.

Lining up with (Y/n)’s entrance, he placed an arm next to their head to prop himself up.

“I want to look at you like this the whole time, okay? So, don’t be shy. Let me love you properly.”

Saving Yamato from dealing with the aftermath of his romantic expression, he pushed the tip of his cock into (Y/n)’s pulsing hole.

(Y/n) wrapped their arms around Yamato’s broad back muscles, resisting the urge to hide their face in the crevice of his neck.

Yamato rewarded (Y/n)’s perseverance with a kiss on the forehead.

“I might be the actor but, you make the most beautiful expressions, you know that right?”

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