Boyfriend who, instead of ridiculing you, takes time to understand you and your feelings
Boyfriend who, instead of saying he loves you, shows you how much he loves you
Boyfriend who thrusts into you hard and deep while he cradles your face and tells you how much he loves you
Boyfriend who kisses you softly while running his fingers through your hair, keeping the other on your hip as he angles them and hits your sweet spot even better than before
Boyfriend who bottoms out inside you and grinds against your body, pushing down on your tummy so you can really feel him
"I'm right here, baby... ya feel me in your fucking stomach? That's how much I love you~"
Boyfriend groans out declarations of love and how he'll fuck a baby into you, even if it's not possible
"We'll find a way sweetheart, promise~!"
Boyfriend can't take it anymore, he pulls out all the way to the tip before slamming into you, eliciting a scream from you as he fucks you slow and deep
Boyfriend's thrusts become erratic after a few minutes, you were just so beautiful he couldn't help himself, he had to cum
"B-baby please! W-wanna cum inside... please! Wanna make you a m-mommy~!" (even if you're a guy)
Boyfriend whose hips stutter as he releases his fat load into you, painting your walls white before he collapses on top of you
"Fuck... You're so good to me..."
Boyfriend who kisses you sweetly before pulling away and having you straddle his torso
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Imagine your sleepy boyfriend hugging your waist tightly while cuddling on the couch. His head nestled on your chest and snoring slightly. It's been hours since this started and you're starting to get numb from the weightâso you tried to do something that every other person will do: laying on your side.
The moment you moved you have stirred him awake (because he's a damn light sleeper) and is now sleepily complaining on why you moved and how comfortable he was until he layed down next to you on your eye level. He then spooned you and mumbled complaints in your head before dozing off again till you reminded him that you haven't eaten dinner and is now near midnight. Oh boy.
Warnings: Some nsfw stuff but nothing too far, boob grabbing, bra stealing, nudes but not rlly
A/n: I HAVE ANOTHER OBSESSION UGHHH, anyways!! Iâm so happy the fandom is reviving bc of the new update ahh. Also I didnât rlly know what to put for bc so apologies if you wanted more of him :(
Keith (bf):
Heâs such a flower sniffer istg
Heâs like a rosy cheeked sweetheart who brings you heart chocolate every time he visits you
No but actually heâs wrapped around your fingers, itâs scary.
His fav dates are you and him alone at his house watching Godzilla movies and laying his head against your stomach while you play with his hair
AND YOU WEAR HIS HAT
Sometimes youâll send a pic of you in his boxers that he left at your house just to tease him
But whenever he feels silly (which is all the time) heâll send a picture of him in your bra for funsies
âI can do that too :Dâ
â0_â˘â
Keith is such a nerd, playing video games with him is your go to date
You guys would always match, like whenever you two play Mario kart heâd be toad and youâd be toadette
You hype him up sm, esp when playing Fortnite đ
Yâall know that one Tik tok audio that goes
âYeah get his ass FUCKING PUSSY TRY THE FUCK AGAIN BITCH, TRY THE FUCK AGAIIIâ
You do that, and it scares him.
His fav activity? Pot + cartoons.
You guys are the silliest couples ever. Laughing at SpongeBob with fog all over the room until your ribs start to hurt.
âBabes.. do you think that like-Starfires armpits are also pink?â
ââŚwoahâ
Pico:
Now when pico first starting dating you he thought you were just another chick to stuff his wiener in.
But soon enough, you guys were both wrapped around each others finger.
Heâd kill for you tbh
Pico canonically has abs, so he likes it whenever heâs chilling with you and you just poke/rub them. He thinks itâs the cutest AND hottest shit ever
This man cannot get enough of your boobies, whenever heâs on his phone heâd have his arm around you and casually use your boob as a stress ball.
Sometimes heâll just steal your bras whenever youâre showering or changing, just so that he can get a fresh look at âhis girlsâ (thatâs what he calls them)
âPico!! Have you seen my bra?â
âHm? Na babe, Iâm js here.â
This sly fuckin ginger
Most of his dates consist of going to his fav burger joint or sleeping over at each others houses
He esp loves the second one cuz he gets to makeout with you, prob his fav thing to do in this life.
Whenever you guys leave any function, like ever, heâll yell out your ship name as he leaves the room đ
âPi-y/n, OUTâ
âBabe you donât have to do that every time we leave..â
Also his dad (Tankmen) loves embarrassing him in front of you.
(Tankmen) âYeah so Pico kept pissing himself in the bed until 7th grade, shit had me concerned but turns out it was just normal puberty shit.â
(You)âOh..â
âDad Iâm gonna kill you.â
Lmao he did eventually
Darnell
Darnell has such a big ego on being a âcool tough guyâ, but when it comes to you it entirely washes away
It embarrasses him whenever heâs around his friends and you come over and start smooching him all over his face, getting lipgloss/lipstick all over him
âMwah mwah mwah!!â
âB-baby. Babe, youâre ruining my aura.â
But he loves showing you off, youâre like his biggest flex. Whenever he hangs with his friends he always shows pictures of you like youâre his newborn
âYeah so this is when we went to the skate park the other week and-â
âDude. This is like the 5th picture youâve shown me of them.â
Once for Valentineâs Day, he surprised you by spray painting an entire wall of you smooching him. (But like in the style of the fnf stickers they sell)
You were in such awe, you almost cried.
He was so embarrassed to show you at first, but when he saw how much you loved it he was so relieved
You and Nene are such besties
Like, squealing while talking about boys besties
âHII Y/N!!! :33â
âOMG HEY NENE!! ^^â
So when she found out you had a crush on Darnell, she was so excited
You guys became delusional abt him together, like
âNENE TODAY DARNELL LOOKED AT MEâ
âSTOPP HE WANTS YOU SO BADDâ
âIKRâ
O and your weapon (cuz everyone in picos friendgroup has one) is a broken glass bottle of whatever your fav drink is
Sometimes youâll throw in a burning rag in there to make a Molotov cocktail
Also I hc that Darnell has thick silver rings and you love how they feel against your neck whenever you guys are smooching.
He lets you wear them at times but they always slip off because our boy has some THICK fingers.
Summary: College!Y/n gets a little too wasted and gets an offer to stay with c/n for the night
Word Count: 1.1k
Warnings: Alcohol Consumption, thatâs about as bad as it gets
B/n - boyâs name
N/n - nickname
E/c - eye color
Of all the papers I had to write in the coming weeks, exams to study for, and packing to do before heading back home from college, I somehow found myself tonight crammed into a dorm room packed like a can of sardines, trying to soak up the last ounce of the semester.
F/n and I loved to sit together and share a drink occasionally, but tonight was specialâwe wanted to have a good time before parting ways for the next couple of months. What started as a small gathering of close friends on a Saturday night quickly spiraled into something much larger. Word got out, and soon friends of friends began pouring through the door. Before long, the room was out of seats, out of standing room, and buzzing with chatter and laughter.
Despite the spatial discomfort, I couldnât help but smile when a few familiar faces from my English classâB/n/1, B/n/2, and c/nâmanaged to slip in just before the room hit capacity. I was mid-laugh when I felt a hand land gently on my shoulder.
âHey, n/n, is it cool if I sit next to you?â c/n asked, his tone easy and warm.
I grinned, already several shots in and feeling a bit bubbly. âAbsolutely! Whatâve you been up to tonight, c/n?â
He settled on the floor near my chair, leaning in slightly. âWe were just hanging out in my room but figured weâd check out the commotion. B/n/1 seemed especially eager to get here,â he added, gesturing toward the duo sitting shoulder to shoulder on F/nâs bed, grins plastered on their faces.
I let out a laugh, my gaze following his. âWell, heâll be happy to know the feelingâs mutual. F/nâs been hoping heâd show up since people started piling in about an hour ago.â
C/n raised an eyebrow at me, amusement glinting in his eyes. âIs that so?â
Feigning shock, I placed a hand dramatically on my chest. âWould I lie about something like that?â
We both burst into laughter, barely able to catch our breaths before the roomâs noise swept us back into the atmosphere.
As the night went on, c/n and I found ourselves grabbing drinks and keeping tabs on the budding connection between B/n/1 and F/n. They seemed more comfortable with each passing minute, but before long, I realized I was feeling the effects of the evening. My gaze had drifted to the outdated popcorn ceiling, and I caught myself staring at it for what must have been minutes before c/n waved a hand in front of my face.
âYou in there, y/n?â he asked, his voice tinged with concern.
I blinked a few times, trying to snap back to reality. âNever better,â I slurred, forcing a grin to mask how far gone I really was.
He stood and extended a hand toward me. âWhy donât we get you back? Itâs getting late, and Iâm starting to think these lovebirds might just be here forever.â He nodded toward B/n/1 and F/n, now sitting with an arm around her shoulders.
I took his hand and let him pull me to my feet, only for the room to tilt and spin. My balance faltered, and I instinctively grabbed onto his shoulders to steady myself. He caught me easily, his grip firm but gentle.
Once I steadied, we made our way out of the room, but I barely managed two steps down the staircase before stumbling forward again. C/nâs arm wrapped around my torso, catching me before I fell. Without a word, he shifted my arm across his shoulders, supporting me as we descended the stairs.
âC/n?â I murmured, my voice weak.
âYeah, y/n?â
âI donât think Iâm gonna make it back to my dorm.â
I kept my head down, too embarrassed to meet his gaze. He paused, scanning me carefully before speaking. âDo you need a place to crash? My roommateâs gone for the weekendâyouâre welcome to stay in my room.â
My brows lifted at the offer. âAre you sure? I donât want to be a bother.â
He frowned slightly, his voice soft but firm. âY/n, youâre never a bother to me.â
Slowly, he guided me down the final flight of stairs and into his dorm. I noticed the neatly arranged door decorations as he opened the door and led me inside, sitting me gently on his bed.
âHow are you feeling?â he asked, rummaging through his desk.
I gave a faint smile. âRight now? Great. Tomorrow morning? Probably not so much.â
He chuckled at my response, pulling out a bottle of ibuprofen and filling a glass of water. Handing them to me, he said, âHereâthis might help a little.â
âThank you,â I whispered, touched by the small gesture. While I might have thought to drink some water on my own, the ibuprofen was a stroke of genius. As I sipped the water, he grabbed his own bottle and sat down across from me.
The room fell into a comfortable silence, the noise of the party far behind us.
âYou donât have to stay here with me,â I said softly. âIf you want to go back to the party, Iâd understand.â
He shook his head. âIâd rather be here with you.â
I turned to meet his gaze, my heart skipping at the sincerity in his voice. For a moment, I was speechless, the weight of his words hanging between us.
Before I could respond, he stood and began tidying up. He set up a blanket on the futon, flattening it out.
âWhat are you doing?â I asked, confused.
âYou can take the bed,â he said simply. âIâll sleep here.â
As he reached to turn off the lamp, I caught his wrist, stopping him.
âYou donât have to stay on the futon.â
âIâm not making you sleep there.â
âI know.â My voice dropped to a whisper.
His gaze darkened, studying me for a long moment before he nodded and slid under the covers beside me. We lay face-to-face, the room dim and quiet.
âWhatâs holding you back?â I asked softly.
He hesitated, his voice barely audible. âI want you so badly, but I donât want to violate your trust. Youâre drunk, and Iââ
Before he could finish, I closed the gap between us, pressing my lips to his. His initial shock melted away as he brought a hand to my jaw, his touch gentle but firm. Our movements were slow, deliberate, and full of unspoken emotion. When I pulled back, I searched his face, my voice barely above a whisper.
âWe donât need to do anything. I just want you here with me.â
(This is based around my idea that Anthony likes collecting plants a little, I also think you mentioned it recently)
Anthony accidentally getting a aphrodisiac plant. Or reader knows nothing about plants, buys one for him as a present, and as theyâre hanging out at his house the plant takes affect.
I just really miss Anthony I love him so fucking much hehe
~âď¸ anon
I miss him tooâŚI need to think of some one-shot ideas for him, or maybe just make part 4 of his story shorter. Sometimes I think thatâs what holds me back on here, is I feel like every time I post a new chapter of a longer series, it needs to be at least like 1-2k words minimum. Like I donât want people to be let down by smth shorter, yk?
Anyway. Iâm not sure if this would constitute a meal, butâŚmaybe a snack. Yeah. Snack time! Disclaimer, idk fuckshit about plants.
Seducing Your Boyfriend with Aphrodisiac Flowers
His Main Series
CWs/Tags: Mutual masturbation, public sex, very slight breeding kink mention (pulling out is for cowards) no body type mentions but chubby reader in mind. Did not edit this a ton my b
Your boyfriend liked collecting plants.
He always seemed so peaceful as he took care of his little apartment garden; not a single wall or corner stood bare, a planter wherever one could fit.
The area that charmed you the most was his balcony. Greenery snaked around metal rods, vibrant flowers encasing the platform as plants hung off the ceiling. Some mightâve found the space claustrophobic; yet as you sat outside on the couch, looking out onto the city skyline as the sun set, you felt cozier than ever.
You watched as he situated the newest addition to his collection into one of the planters; a plant you had bought him as a gift. You didnât know exactly what it was, the long Latin name going over your head, butâŚ
Well, the internet said it was an aphrodisiac. And by God, you wanted him to rail you.
You werenât displeased with your sex life; yet he always seemed soâŚgentle. Touching you delicately, as if youâd break if he pressed too hard. Maybe with a little help, you could bring out a different side of him; one you were desperately curious about.
âYou sure you donât wanna put it inside?â You asked, looking back at the screen door.
âNo,â he answered flatly. âItâll do better out here, at least until it gets cold.â
You nodded your head, masking your disappointment. You werenât certain youâd be outside nearly long enough for the plantâs aphrodisiac to take affect.
Maybe I should just tell him what I want, you thought.
âItâs a nice day,â he remarked, pulling you from your erotic thoughts. âMight be nice to work on things out here for a bit, hmm?â
And so, you did. You worked on schoolwork, he read, and like usual, you enjoyed the quiet company.
Yet the longer you stayed out, the more aware you became of your body.
You could feel your pussy twitching, getting wet for seemingly no reason at all. Was the plant working? Or was it all in your head? You werenât sure.
You glanced over at him, and he seemed entirely unfazed, still entranced by the book in his hands. He was so studious, so polite and shy, and that was what made you so curious. Other sides to him had to exist, didnât they?
You squirmed in your chair, needing to feel something; anything. Was the aphrodisiac working? Was he immune to it? You couldnât tell. You wanted nothing more than to touch yourself. Sure, you had been dating for awhile, but you had never masturbated in front of him; and you definitely had never done so out in the open, where anyone could see.
You looked around; you could barely make out what the people on the balconies across the street were doing. If you could hardly see them, thenâŚthey couldnât see you, right?
You started slow. At first, you just spread your legs, mid-length skirt parting to reveal your panties. With how wet you were, the fabric had darkened; there was no hiding your arousal. All you needed was for him to look over at you.
You watched his eyes move across each page, right to left over and back again. Yet every so often, he quickly looked up at you, only to go back to his reading seconds later; the book now flat on his lap, as if to hide something.
He isnât nearly as subtle as he thinks he is.
Soon enough he gave in, looking right at you. For a moment, his eyes widened, his face growing just a little warmer. He tried to hide a deep breath, chest straining as he locked eyes with you.
You smiled, moving you hand towards the space in between your legs, and pulling your panties to the side; revealing your wet, needy pussy.
He closed his book, setting it beside him. Only then did you realize the aphrodisiac had in fact been working, his hard cock straining against his pants.
He spread his legs a little further, clearly nervous and struggling to hide it. âYouâre not clever, you know.â
You grinned, starting to rub circles around your clit. âI like to think I am. Struggling to stay focused?â
âI am, as a matter of fact,â he answered nonchalantly, despite his cock twitching underneath the fabric. He let out a low, quiet breath. âYouâre not worried about anyone seeing you?â
Your cunt was ready and eager, your fingers wet with your juices as you continued to tease him. âNope. Weâre high up, the balconyâs blocked from both sides.â
He looked from side to side before slowly undoing his pants, hard cock springing free. He bit his lip, then wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, slowly moving up and down as he watched you. He almost looked relieved, finally able to touch himself after resisting for so long; yet the way he looked at you made it clear, his hand wasnât enough.
You spread the lips of your cunt further, slipping a finger inside. âI bet you could just slide right on in.â
ââŚI couldâŚâ he mumbled softly, stroking himself faster as your juicy cunt stared back at him. He rubbed the head of his cock, thumb dragging along the tip as he struggled to remain collected. He breathed faster, his glasses even starting to fog up before he took them off. Pre-cum leaked from his cock; the aphrodisiac was definitely, definitely working.
âCome here,â he rasped, his movements getting faster as he continued to stroke himself.
You smiled, letting your panties fall to the floor as you approached him.
âTurn around.â
You did as he said, spreading your legs just a little wider. You waited, expecting to indulge another command. Instead, he wrapped his arms around your waist, and pulled you down onto his lap; forcing you to sink down on every inch of his cock at once.
You let out a gasp, quickly silenced by his hand covering your mouth. He thrust into you erratically, his cock slamming in and out as you bounced on his lap.
âDid you really thinkâŚâ he moaned, struggling to get the words out. âIâd let you justâŚtease me like that?â
This was exactly what you wanted. Not just to have sex, not for him to make love to you, no; you wanted him to fuck you.
He pulled his hand away, both hands now gripping at your ass. You couldnât help yourself, moaning uncontrollably as you bounced on him, each stroke hitting your gspot.
âTurn around, I wanna see you,â he said as he let go of you.
You obliged, getting up and facing him, straddling his lap before sinking back onto his cock once more. He had been so gentle before, a virgin when you first started dating him. Now, with how he was fucking you, you were sure if you could last much longer.
He pulled your top up, hands on your back as he leaned to kiss your tits, tongue haphazardly running along your nipples. âYouâre soâŚâ you had rendered him speechless, his words nothing more than a collection of moans. âYouâre so fucking hot,â he stuttered out.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, your cunt dripping onto him as you felt his balls smack against your skin. You moved against his thrusts, and the desperate look on his face it clear he wouldnât be able to control himself for much longer.
You leaned down and kissed him, feeling yourself getting close. âIâm gonna cum,â you mumbled between kisses. You felt his cock twitch, and you attempted to stand, knowing heâd cum any second.
Instead of letting you move beside him, he held you down tighter, forcing him to stay on his cock. He couldnât help himself, fucking you with zero abandon. You knew you should stop him; yet it felt so good, your body wouldnât let you.
He came deep inside you, his warm cum filling you up as he caught his breath. âFuckâŚâ he was in such a haze, it was almost as if he didnât notice at first. Still, you were content, sitting on his lap, his cock still inside as his cum leaked out of you.
âSomeone got carried away,â you teased, leaning down to kiss him once more; a gesture he happily returned.
A panicked expression crept onto his face as he realized. âIâŚIâm sorry, I just, you felt so good, I donât know what came over me, I-â
You pressed a finger to his lips, âitâs alright. Weâll blame the flowers.â
Now go buy a plan b girlfriend
I miss him tooâŚmaybe when brain is less soup Iâll go back to his series, but heâs so fun to write smut for, especially considering heâs the more stoic type of nerd rather than tali, whoâs really just a dork.
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hi there! Can I get a headcannons of pico, darnell and boyfriend with a shy reader thats surprisingly strong? Like they could lift a car easily but donât have the guts to tell the waiter they got the wrong order.
Gender neutral or male reader, whichever one you want.
have a nice day!
LMAO I LOV3 THIS
Pico ââ ď¸ď¸
He doesn't mind your shyness and will speak up for you when needed!! If you didn't want talk He would be happy to be your voice!
But when you full on lift a with ease he gawks at you LMAO the guy has no words. I mean he's seen crazier but your shyness makes it more surprising to him lol
Would ask you where the hell you learned to get so strong (he might even ask if your human) but eventually he'll get used to it.
But it still makes his heart jump whenever you display your strength.
..........He might ask if you could carry himWOAHWHOSAIDTHAT????? omg guys
Darnell Ů*:シă
"...Woah."
Also shocked asf but gets over it more quickly, like Pico he'll ask how you got so strong and even ask you to lift some heavy ass things to see where your limit is hehehe
Like he'll point to some random truck and and go "Hey, yn see if ya can lift that" and if you do he'll clap for u lmao.
When it comes for shyness he doesn't mind, but after finding out how strong you are it always makes him chuckle seeing you struggle with basic social interactions knowing you could probably lift like 10 cars.
Wouldn't ask you to carry him but wouldn't mind if you did and would enjoy it alot ^_^
Boyfriend âŽâË
The most shocked but at the same time the fastest to get over it
He'd slightly yelp when you lift a whole fucking car but five seconds later he's treating this like it's a normal occurrence
He would def ask you to carry him and would stand on your shoulders while you walk around (he ends up fallingđ)
He does carry you in return tho :)
He ends up not rlly giving af like the dumbass he is (i feel like he with how he reacted to gfs dad and that demon stuff he wouldn't really gawk or question you lmao)
Also thinks your shyness is funny as hell but doesn't say anything about it.
Authors note: School is back but requests are still open because I want to write more lalalal
A/N: This is my first time doing something like this! Nate is one of the people in my paracosm, and as with everyone else, is loosely based on people in my own life. I hope you enjoy <3
Content: Reader is female, mentions of smoking/vaping
You werenât entirely sure you would ever believe you were dating Nate.
Some part of your head still associated him with the stereotype he and his friends had nurtured over the years, even before you had moved to Crescent City.
You remembered the caricature painted for you in your first few years going to Crescent City HighââDonât talk to the popular boys, theyâre bad news.â Sure, it wasnât like Nateâs friends were angels, but they sure werenât much worse than any of the other boys in your grade. Stereotypes didnât actually matter if you just saw humans and not characters.
The stereotype was well-noted. Popular jocks. Ego and arrogance. Knockoff designer clothes and cheap cologne.
But Nateâhe was one of the few in the group you had genuinely saw the appeal in. He had stormy grey eyes that really âlookedâ at youâthey bore into you, assessing you. He had rich dark hair that contrast to the pearly cool white of his skin. Strong jawline, delicate eyelashes. He walked with a cocky swagger that didnât even feel learnedâit was cute, in a way, like when you see a K-9 unit, far too adorable to truly be intimidating despite circumstances.
Your first year you pretty much avoided him at all costs, for fear of rumors, or whatever. Him and his friends felt like storybook characters, their struggles werenât real to you at the time, their lives. Just rowdy football boys who talked to loud and took up too much space.
The first summer is when you really noticed him. Those last few weeks of school of freshmen yearâa strange mix of clamoring upperclassmen stressing over wrapping up academics and unruly freshman skipping classes to mess around in the quad.
The weather was summery, sun shining far too warmly for your school with its nonexistent AC. He wore t-shirts that showed off his lean muscle. He got a buzzcut, which youâd swore to your friends you thought was gross, gossiping about itâbut in a way, it was pretty, in a strange boyish way youâd never considered. Ebony hair glittered with reddish auburn streaks in the summer sun, shorn close to the scalp to protect from the heat. Youâd never found anyone attractive with a buzzcut before, but Nate was different.
Now his hair is longer again, unruly black waves that wonât cooperate under any circumstances. It doesnât matter what kind of haircut he gets. Heâd still be about as ugly as a Renaissance painting in your eyes.
He acts like that jock boy stereotype, at least around most people, in schoolâdespite not even playing football anymore. He doesnât yell at teachers or throw parties with loud bass. He never did. He just walks his shoulders squared, jaw set, eyebrows furrowed a little, eyes pointedly staringâthe way all those boys walk, like theyâre expecting to fight somebody.
With his friends heâs relaxed. He walks normally. He laughs and he smiles, those little dimples on displayâthe sweet curl the corners of his lips make when heâs trying not to grin.
With you? He presses kisses to your forehead, combs his fingers through your hair. Fixes your bra strap so itâs not showing in public. Zips up your backpack so your notebook doesnât fall out.
He lies on your chest, staring up at youâthose grey eyes looking less like a soldierâs and more like a puppyâs, shiny and adoring. Something about his vulnerability with you makes you fall in love a little more every time. He shows you both of his sides, and you love every facet and every angle.
He whispers poetry in your ears and heâll blast rap with his windows rolled down. He says he likes how you taste like tea cigarettes when he only has the tendrils of mint vape ghosting off his lips. He reads you John Steinbeck novels until you fall asleep on his chest, and he plays Xbox with his friends and a headset.
Maybe thatâs why you were dating him. You saw him for who he was. You saw him, you didnât just see duality. You didnât see the âstereotype jockâ, faceless and meaningless like some sort of herd animal. You saw him. You saw Nate.
I haven't written for Bf in so long he's such a silly :>
Note(s): Added a few more things to the Guidelines page! ("requests will always be assumed romantic unless told otherwise", "Character limit is 1 but keep in mind that you can request as many times as you want")
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~You had gotten one of your first paid gigs at an outdoor shopping mall! Congrats, darling. Your performance was at 6 pm. There were shoppers sitting at tables, chatting and eating. The stage was nothing extravagant at all, but it would do.
~Boyfriend was one of the guests. After causing a scene in Hot Topic (for no reason), he exited the store and heard the live music playing from across the plaza.
~He suddenly went stupid the very moment he saw you on stage.
~We already know he's stupid so this isn't a surprise but wow he's stupid have I told you that he's stupid
~Horribly in love
~But his cuteness makes up for it. He tripped over his own shoelace, distracted by you.
~Scrambled to find a seat so he could watch the show
~Bf definitely made a point to find you afterwards. Instead of speaking he gave a nervous "Beep!" when you smiled at him.
~Ofc he corrected that and managed to carry out a normal conversation with you
~You told him about your upcoming singing career, he told you about his YouTube channel. He seemed far more interested in listening to what you had to say rather than telling you about himself.
~Bro was completely starstruck
~You exchanged numbers
~He asked you on a McDonald's date
~You two immediately hit it off and became The World's Most In Love Annoying But Also Endearing Coupleâ˘ď¸