⟶ Suguru And His Pregnant!wife

he's so cute i think this calls for a new tag

choso is so expressive with his hands

I just discovered that the Japanese Sonic twitter does a thing called sonic pict where they post a piece of official artwork every so often (monthly?) and I’m in love <3

They’re gorgeous and such lovely little insights into the daily lives of some of these characters!

reblog to add +10 haunting power to your ghost when you die

⟶ satoru and his jealous!wife

cw:: not proofread, fem!reader, foul language, fluff and crack ;P

It's only natural that women hit on Satoru.

He's a gorgeous man. The way he tilts down his head ever so slightly to peer at whoever he's talking to, who could blame the girls who's hearts he sends a-fluttering?

You could.

Perhaps if they'd cared to cast their eyes downwards, they'd see a wedding band on his left ring finger. Perhaps, if they weren't so laser-focused on his groin, they'd see the fiancée already sitting at a table, a ticking in her jaw as she watches women flirting with her man.

Eventually, and not a moment too soon, he collects your food and returns to you.

“Here you go, sweets! Dig in,” he beams, snapping apart a set of chopsticks and handing them to you. You don't take them, tapping your nails on the table and staring at him.

“You really took your time, didn't you?” you say, eyeing him shrewdly.

He grins even wider, failing to detect your irritation, instead picking up a nigiri and pressing it to your lips.

“Busy, huh?” He smiles as you take the sushi into your mouth, helping himself to your nigiri too.

You hum noncommittally.

For a few minutes, you eat together quietly. He picks up a piece of sushi between his chopsticks, he feeds it to you with a cheesy grin, then he feeds himself.

“So cute,” he teases, giggling as you roll your eyes.

But the way his eyes sparkle only for you does wonders for your temper, and you can't help but feel a little silly that you'd gotten so wound up over women he wouldn't ever consider entertaining.

That is, until one of them has the nerve, the gall to tap him on the shoulder.

“Um— my friend wanted your number,” she squeaks out. Surely far too old to be running errands for her peers like this, but you press your lips together and let Satoru speak. Some thoughts aren't to be shared aloud.

He chuckles. “Well, I’m actually here with my wife.” He gestures to you, glancing over with hearts in his eyes. “But I’m sure your friend will find someone better than me!”

“Perhaps in a high school?” You smile coldly, visibly seething behind a veneer of friendliness. “After all, you're far too old to be running errands for your peers like this.” Oops, you shared your thought aloud.

The woman scoffs, rolling her eyes and turning to return to where her friends said expectantly. “Bitch,” she mutters.

You shoot up, the dishes rattling on the table, ready to chase after her, all too willing to make her regret hitting on a clearly married man. But Satoru catches your wrist and tugs you back to the table, his lips twitching in amusement.

“Is my sweet, baby, darling wife… jealous?” he simpers, leaning forward and resting his head in his hands.

“No,” you spit, far too quickly to be genuine. Of course, he doesn't buy it.

He coos, leaning across the table and grabbing your cheeks. “So cute! My wife is so so cute!”

“Fuck off.” You swat at his hands and he pulls back, picking up a chopstick and tracing your lips with the wooden utensil.

“Baby, don't worry. You make every other woman look like chopped liver,” he grins. sliding his glasses down his nose so you can look in his eyes. “Don’t be jealous, sweetie pie.”

You scoff, picking up the other set of chopsticks, snapping them apart to continue eating your lunch.

“I wasn't jealous. I was just annoyed that she didn't understand that you're clearly married.”

“Right. Sure, cutie,” he says, giving you a shit-eating grin before returning to feeding you the nigiri. “Whatever you say.”

tags:: @candy-s72

*hold u in my palm* what part of the court would u like to play

daddy evie is a PRINCESS.

⟶ satoru's scented lip balm.

⟶ moot me up. pls

cw:: tooth rotting fluff, not proofread, gn!reader, babygirl!satoru

“Hey. C’mere,” Satoru whispers conspiratorially.

You look up at him. He's on the other side of your office, leaning against the wall. His blindfold conceals his eyes, but he struggles to hide the way the corners of his lips are twitching into a cheeky grin.

You tap your pen against the paperwork you're filling out, which was actually his paperwork that he pleaded with you to do, and roll your eyes. “No. You come here.”

He doesn't even argue, too caught up in what he really wants to share with you. He bounds over to your desk, pushes your chair back, and sits sideways over your lap. You let out a slight oof as he settles in, but your hands still wind around his waist.

“Notice anything different about me?” he purrs.

Your hands trace up and down his waist as you furrow your brows in thought. It doesn't seem like he's gotten his hair cut, and it looks like the same blindfold you'd just washed last night, and he hasn't painted his nails or gotten laser hair removal or gotten his already blinding teeth whitened further.

“No,” you shrug. “What is it?”

He huffs. “I’ll give you a hint.”

He leans forward, connecting his lips to yours. He kisses you slow and languidly, and although it's tempting to force your tongue through his shiny pink lips, you do resist.

He pulls away with a final peck. “Get it now?”

You still don't. “New toothpaste?”

“We share toothpaste, silly!” He huffs, knocking his forehead against your cheek. “Okay, one more hint.”

He places a kiss on your nose. Then another, and another, until your eyes are finally widening in realisation.

“New lip balm,” you say. He grins.

“Yes! You're so smart, baby.”

That explains the rosy tint to his lips, then. You bring a finger up, tracing along the slight sheen. “Pretty.”

“Okay, okay. Now guess the flavour.”

You hum, tilting your face towards his, your nose brushing against his lips very slightly. He doesn't resist the urge to give you another kiss, leaving the slightest pink shimmer on your skin.

You narrow your eyes, your stare wandering around the room as you think. “It's sweet.”

“Yep!” Satoru grins, his blindingly white teeth glinting from the corner of your eyes. “Guess!”

You sniff again, then once more. “Cherry.”

He squeals, wrapping his arms around your head and squeezing you to him. “You're so smart! My smart baby. You've earned another kiss.”

“Duh,” you smile, tilting your head up to meet his lips as they push against yours. It's a slow, affectionate kiss, and you can feel your fiancé's smile against your lips, drinking in all the things you feel for him but are too prideful to say.

You're so cute.

He pulls away, leaning his head atop yours, his cheek pressed to the crown of your head. “I need to keep my lips soft for you,” he sighs, answering your question before you can even say it.

You hum. “Thoughtful.”

trope reversal "nice to everyone and only mean to their beloved" aka "autistic person who masks in public and the one person they can let it down around"

can i be in ur taglist !! ✌︎('ω')✌︎

yes and also i love u ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶ ꒱ྀིა

omg haiii!!!

I am over 5'5/ I wear glasses or contacts / I have blonde hair / I often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose to tight clothing /I have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or had braces / i have freckles / I paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / Resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / I know more than one language / I can cook or bake / I like writing / I like to read / i can multitask / I've never dated anyone / I have a best friend I've known for over 5 years / i am an only child

ok tagss ermmm @bluukive @your-sleeparalysisdem0n

@mypoptartburnt @loveyislost @selfish-machinesz

tag game 🤭

rules: color the sentence that's true about you

i’m over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don’t often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i’ve never dated anyone / i have a best friend i’ve known for over five years / i am an only child

this is a whole lot of yellow lmfao

no pressure tags: @marthawrites @schniiipsel @aemonddtargaryen @aemondsbabe @adragonprinceswhore @arcielee @black-dread @lovelykhaleesiii @aemondsbabygirl @valeskafics @connorsui