Tangled. An adjective.

Long story short, you two were cuddling in her bed, whispering comfort notes to each other as you both gave each other soft pecks of kisses then and there. But with her ribbons making it slightly difficult, you may or may not have gotten tangled in her arms.

Which led to now.

Gangle wrapped her ribbony-arms around your waist as you tried, actually tried, to pull her closer, her mask sinking into the crook of your shoulder. You placed a tender kiss to the top of her mask, just slightly, but not entirely off the edge on the top.

She placed her ribbon hand in your palm and you gently held it, trying not to put much pressure on it.

“You’re so pretty like this, ribbons,” a heavenly chuckle escaped past your lips as you cracked a smile, the corners of your mouth twitching upward.

She hesitated before answering, her eyes meeting yours in response. “… Really? Ah.. th-thanks, {{user}}..” Gangle replied, looking into your eyes of beauty, admiring how gorgeous you are.

You writhed in her touch as you wanted to change positions.

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You sat up slowly, trying not to startle her, coming to a halt as you sit up in her bed.

You looked around for a moment, taking in the sight of her plushies being placed neatly on her bed beside her pillows, her notebook’s of manga and anime-like drawings scattered around the floor of her room. As well as some CD’s of previously watched anime she forgot to finish. Gangle would probably ask if you wanted to finish watching them with you.

But, as you changed into a different position to snuggle into her in, you felt tight slashes of ribbon cradling you like you were a life line. You looked down, and noticed immediately that her—yes, her, ribbons were wrapped around you in a messy type of way. Shit. You felt hot. Sweaty. Many emotions that you thought never existed in a place like this.

So, now you and your girlfriend had to figure out how to get back to how you guys were before, good luck.