[snoopyuus]

yuu, twenty2, she bun. 𓂋 𝄞 🐇𖦹 ◞ ও ⤷ asian, taurus. ajax’s sweetheart & satoru’s best girl ... a bunny riako obsessed with viet coffee & writing for her favs.

[n]sfw & reworked collection !! @shrineuponthehill ★

🎧 ... O1. mlist O2. rules O3. (yuu)mes!

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[snoopyuus]

thinking about... boyfriend! gojo satoru comes home late with a takeout meal, surprised when he finds you fast asleep at your desk due to overexertion.

signed, yuu𝓫𝓾𝓷. ♫ ... my days have been so busy, and i find myself occupied with work the moment i get up in the morning. self-indulgent cope piece ... not proofread.

its past midnight already, and he's sure you haven't even eaten yet. it's nowhere near midterms week and your classes have been working you to the bone ever since you had started. your beloved, gojo, knows that you're determined to work hard and secure an entry-level design position post grad right away, but he can't deny that he's very much worried for you lately. all of your hours outside of class are spent in your room like a hermit, busily working and tapping away on your laptop to meet the encroaching deadlines every week. your university was quite prestigious, but even then, he never sees your friends work just as hard as you were. perhaps it was because of the design program you had chosen? was it more difficult than perhaps being an illustration or painting major at the same level?

he has no idea, but all he knows is that he's worried.

you've been waking up with migraines and immediately complain when gojo turns on the overhead light of the bedroom rather than the soft, warm lamps. you've started missing out on hangouts that would not even last more than an hour or two, and your eyes are sunken in and dull from how you're staring at your damn laptop all day. your boyfriend can't deny that seeing you like this hurts his heart, and he can't help but feel like you're letting your twenties slip by just because you're so determined to secure your future.

he decided to grab something easy on his way home after his own classes today, dinner for the two of you— miso salmon with dashi ochazuke over rice from his favorite restaurant. something light and brothy but filling enough to keep you going as you work until god knows when.

"baby? i'm home," gojo calls after opening the door and kicking his shoes off. he holds the takeout in one hand and uses the other to balance himself against the wall while doing so.

his glimmering, sapphire eyes take in the sight of the apartment. the living room and kitchen lights are on, but its too quiet. he assumes you're in your room slaving away, and the man sighs. a few weeks ago you would've been working in the living room and tuning into your favorite series at the same time... or maybe at the kitchen counter listening to an online lecture while eating dinner.

oh, how things have changed.

gojo wastes no time and walks to your room, lanky legs carrying him hurriedly before he opens the bedroom door.

"honey—...?"

the man's eyes soften at the sight.

your head is down on your keyboard, body completely slumped as you sleep peacefully. your eyebags are even more prominent than ever, but you remain as lovely as ever to him. you're so vulnerable like this, no hard edges from lack of sleep or pressure of deadlines... just you, fast asleep at your desk.

"hey," your boyfriend begins, placing the takeout bag on your desk before moving to put a gentle hand on your back.

"heyy, hey." the man presses, gently rubbing your back as you groan against the humming keyboard. "wake up, pretty."

there's a flash of agitation on your face as you stir, slowly blinking awake and looking at him. gojo can't help but chuckle when he realizes the keyboard had left an indentation on your soft face.

"satoru..." you mumble, sitting up slowly and rubbing your eyes. "what time is it?"

"it's midnight." he responds sweetly, hand still resting on your back as he rubs the sleepiness off of you.

your eyes widen when you hear those words, frantically turning back to your design project and trying to recall what progress you had made before falling asleep like an idiot. gojo immediately notices and gently grabs your shoulder.

"hey, honey—" he pleads. "hey, it's okay. you still have time. i brought back some food. lets take a break and—"

"wait, fuck— let me finish this one thing and then..." you scramble, fingers quickly moving to your mouse before he stops you again.

"sweetie." your boyfriend speaks sternly. you immediately look up at him. he only used that tone when he was clearly upset about something.

he waits till he has your full attention before speaking again.

"let's take a break and eat, please." gojo asks once more, gently taking your hand off of your mouse and holding it in his larger one.

"but..."

"please, it's for your own good." he tries. "i know you haven't eaten since this morning. you can't go on like this anymore."

the last thing he expects is for you to start crying. your eyes suddenly glimmer with fat tears, and gojo feels his heart shatter.

fuck, he hates when you're stressed but he hates it even more when you cry.

"it's due tomorrow morning," you sniffle, feeling the pressure become a crushing pain as you begin reflecting on everything that needs to get finished. "my assignment is due, and my portfolio isn't even done, and i... i need to look for internships, i need a job... graduation is so soon—"

gojo gently wraps his arms around you from where he's standing, tucking your head into his chest the best he can as you're still seated in the chair.

"i know, baby." your boyfriend begins, gently petting your hair as he speaks. "i know. there is a lot to get done before then, but you can't live like this."

you stifle a sob and he sighs, pressing a kiss into your hairline.

"but listen to me, it'll all get done." your boyfriend smiles sweetly. "you're incredibly smart and determined, but you really need to take more breaks and consider yourself or you'll burn out."

you mumble something incoherent into his chest and he grins.

"you're so hard on yourself for reasons i don't even know," gojo hums as you face him. he gently wipes at your tear-stricken face with his fingers. "you're the strongest to me."

you nod. while his words may not hold much gravity to your own self-deprecation and determination, being supported by him means everything.

"i love you, so so much, sweetheart." your boyfriend sighs softly.

"will you take a break and eat dinner with me?"

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[snoopyuus]

thinking about... attending a wedding and bringing fiancé! geto suguru as your plus one. your aunts keep mentioning babies, and he’s making out with you in the bathroom of the reception hall before you realize it. (cw. kids, sugu wants to put a baby in u :p)

the wedding itself was nothing short of gorgeous. the vows were beautifully said, the venue itself was decorated in white and lavender accents, and every table had a bountiful arrangement of fruits, cookies, and chocolate bonbons for the guests to enjoy. you and geto had been seated together along with a few of your distant cousins and their own partners. being surrounded by loved ones in such an intimate wedding scene made you heart feel warm— both because you're able to socialize a bit but also watch him socialize with your family too. your extended family on both sides had become quite accustomed to seeing your fiancé by your hip at these events. why, it was only natural that he accompanied you as your plus one. geto had been coined 'the most attentive partner' out of all of the cousins and their own spouses.

how lucky you were!

after a few cocktails and mingling, the two of you made your way across the banquet hall to greet aunties and uncles.

you know your fiancé, and you knew him well enough to know that something was going through his head the minute your aunts had waltzed over and began to greet the two of you at your distant cousin's wedding.

"suguru!" your auntie chimes, followed by the other two hurriedly greeting him with eager smiles.

"have you gotten taller?" one gasps.

"no, but surely his hair looks much longer!" the one on the left observes, and you smile adoringly at the interaction.

"hair, yes. but i've been the same height for a while," your fiancé chuckles. he always enjoyed how hyper your aunts were out of love and care for you, and he definitely saw how fragments of their personality had made its way into you.

the aunties always ask him the same questions. has he gotten more handsome? have the two of you been eating well? how has living together been for the new couple? and of course... they never fail to mention children.

"you know, i heard the bride and the groom were already picking out baby names," one auntie nods, and the others follow.

"it's quite charming!" the one with the big hair smiles. "say, do you think you and suguru will have any kids?"

you almost spit your cocktail out at the question, and you hurriedly swallow the sparkling drink before coughing dryly. your fiancé chuckles at your current state.

"perhaps, but we haven't gotten there yet."

but the truth is, he's thought about it more than he likes to admit.

so when you find yourself backed against the tile of a family bathroom, you automatically know what it is that has geto so pent up. he ushered you into the bathroom with him, insisting that he didn't want to lose sight of you while he was taking a piss— and soon you realized that was very much a fucking lie.

the moment the door shuts, he locks it quickly with nimble fingers. his mouth is on yours immediately after.

"sugu—!" you gasp as he comes off much more passionately than usual, fingers finding your arm and gently pushing you back till your back hits the cool wall.

the man kisses you with sheer hunger; his body and soul focused on how your mouth feels against his. he tastes like hazelnut chocolate and cherry chapstick, and his lips are so incredibly soft. geto can feel himself losing it. you're too easy to kiss, so pliable and soft against him when pinned against a wall. when you feel your lungs constrict due to lack of air, you pull away to catch your breath.

"what gives?" you ask, nose brushing his as he insists on staying close.

"the damn baby talk, every time," your fiancé mutters, breath staggered. "i'm sorry, it's a lot. i'm being a lot."

"don't apologize..."

without another word, he presses his lips to yours again in a sweet lip lock. geto never felt any embarrassment about claiming you even when times were inconvenient. his hands settle on your waist, pulling you into his larger frame as he continues to kiss you against the wall.

"fuck— your mouth is so perfect," the raven-haired man groans against your mouth. "your aunties are damn near evil... always mentioning having kids as if the mere thought doesn't make me lose my mind."

"i thought by now you'd be used to it." you hum.

"you think..."

the thought of him putting a baby in you always somehow finds a way to plague his thoughts at these damn family gatherings.

you laugh quietly, hand finding his hair. your hand rests comfortably against the back of his head, toying with a few loose strands.

"you're lucky this hall is filled with people. if not i'd probably be tempted to take that dress off of you right now," geto mumbles, hiding his face in his shoulder as if he's ashamed by his own sinful thoughts. your face warms at his words.

"well, there's always after the reception." you offer.

there's a knock at the door followed by your cousin shouting about needing to pee.

geto curses under his breath, moving in once more to kiss you hard. you fight the urge to moan against his mouth, and he quickly pulls away as fast as he kissed you. a light smile plays on his face as he moves to the door.

"i'll hold you to that."

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[snoopyuus]

hi, preeettyy. i just saw that you started following me. you have a reaally beautiful account, let's be mooties 🤍.

hi sweetpea !! i got the notification the day u sent this ... i’ve been so busy with starting classes again but yes !! rely on me whenever ૮ ›̥̥̥ ⸝⸝ ‹̥̥ ྀིა ur theme is so charming !!!

[snoopyuus]

Just finished your Toji fic and holy shit... it was so good I haven't read something that incredible in forever. You did amazing🥹

this is so especially kind of u !! i’m very pleased with how it came out considering it was a rework 🤍 i hope u find u can return to it whenever u need it most ... 🐈‍⬛

[snoopyuus]

HIIII i wanted to tell u since u encouraged me on my post where i said i needed to reach gold in comp,,, i played 4 games today and ranked up so now i am only 3 rank ups away from reaching my goal >:D

my sweet oliver i’m so proud of u !! i know u must be grinding hard to make it to gold 🤍🤍 do ur besttt i am rooting for u !! u can do it >.<

[snoopyuus]

hi yuu ^__^ me again hehe, just wanted to wish you a happy new years/new years eve !! i hope your year is full of accomplishments and happiness !

happy new yrs k !! ★ what are ur plans for this year ? let’s do everything we want together :3 !!! i hope to graduate with an entry lvl position n drink lawwwwtzzzzz more boba tea :c along with a few other things ... what abt u ? what are u doing today angel ? 🪽

[icreamcake]

HOW DOES PINTEREST SEE YOU ?

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[st4rlightisa]

𖡻 𓈒ֵ۫𓏼 how does pinterest see you?

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[ryoride]

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[kunacakes]

　　✴︎　　HOW　DOES　PINTEREST　SEE　ME ?

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[5yzygy]

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[himezoro]

i love seeing all of your aesthetics you just look so cool and awesome omg-

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[venusins-deactivated20260422]

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[kamoswrld]

THANK U FOR THE TAG PENUS <3

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[cupidstrace]

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[myselkie-deactivated20260316]

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[widowrelic]

HOW DOES PINTEREST SEE ME?!

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[lapsizedgf]

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[snoopyuus]

how pinterest sees me !! thankies for tag my sweet wittle fay !! ♫ i had sm fun, it’s quite accurate to meee

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[snoopyuus]

[slams door open] i got a request.

a continuation to that one ajax in a zombie apocalypse au. haven't stopped thinking about it ever since i stumbled upon it and i NEED more of it. like it's bad. i feel like an Addict going through Withdrawals ong.

u have my whole heart my babie :p !!! hehe i have been meaning to write more of it again too ... i hope u enjoy . i want da ajax cookie so facking bad UUUUGHH

part one. confronting the stranger that saved your life... he’s quite charming, resilient, and trying to persuade you to let him be your trustworthy partner in the midst of the zombie apocalypse.

you peeked into the glass of a popular liyueren shop in the harbor. a cozy shop that had once been filled with laughter and community had become a desolate space with beings lurking nearby. you sighed to yourself, a quiet huff of breath. this was one of the only options left, and you were sure that if you just quiet enough, maybe the hollow wouldn't hear, and you'd be able to grab a can or two of canned medaka fish before they took your head off.

just before your hand reaches the doorknob, a sudden presence shifts behind you- immediately followed by a large hand clamping over your mouth, yanking you backwards around the corner of the store.

"shush, don't make a sound," the voice whispers sternly. archons, when was the last time you heard the voice of another human? a voice that sounded so

secure, so... alive.

"i'm not going to hurt you— but it's not safe in there."

his hand drops from your mouth, and you turn to meet the face of the man- your heart stutters. his expression reads as concerned, serious, and very much alive.

very much... human.

despite the stranger’s best efforts to hold you in place, your hand slipped into your back pocket, pulling out a silver pocket knife just as you had multiple times before in the past. this moment had happened many times before— zombie catching you off-guard, pocket knife concealed in your back pocket before you whip it out and stab the zombie right in the gut. they never fought back either, always too slow and lacking the cognitive ability to register the fact a weapon was being plunged into their otherness.

you’re surprised when the man moves faster than you, a strong, large hand coming up to grab your wrist before the blade meets his abdomen. he twists your arm away from him.

"hey, hey!" he yelps, soft, ginger curls swaying as he barely manages to evade your violent efforts. "hold on, stop. i'm not one of them."

archons.

hearing his voice felt like a breath of fresh air. when was the last time you heard someone talk to you like that? you can feel the warmth of his chest against your back as he holds you in place. any sudden movements would be futile. he was much stronger than you. you relax against him, only in the slightest.

the man seems to notice, feeling the immediate change in your body.

"can i let go? or are you going to swing that knife at me again?" he asks, voice still low and careful.

you nod, a defeated breath tickling his palm as you sigh.

he studies you for a moment longer, weighing his options. finally, he slowly relaxes his grip on your wrist.

"good." the ginger exhales, a bit of satisfaction in his tone. "now, care to tell me why the hell you were so adamant in running into a zombie infested market? there's about twenty zombies in there. you'd be dead two steps in."

you flip the knife, slipping it back into the pocket of your black cargo pants.

"i thought i could've found a thing or two to take back. i guess not." you hum, peeking into the glass of the door curiously.

"yeah, you can forget about that."

"i can see that," you roll your eyes. "perhaps you could've just tapped my shoulder to let me know instead of putting a hand over my mouth and scaring the shit out of me."

the man lets out a low chuckle. he can't help but find your feistiness a bit endearing.

"you were about to waltz right into there and get yourself eaten alive. a simple tap wouldn't have done the trick."

"i could've killed you." you mutter.

your eyes still remain on the invested supermarket. there were probably goods or supplies that you could've salvaged if you were quiet enough. after all, the zombies were blind and had to rely heavily on their sense of sound to truly catch anything.

the man lifts a brow at your former retort.

"oh, what?" he smirks. "with that little butterfly knife? it'll take a lot more than that to kill me, sweetheart. besides, you barely reach my chin, short stuff."

he wasn't wrong. he had quite the build on him— tone body under his black shirt, a tattered red jacket on his shoulders. in another life, maybe you would've found him damn attractive... maybe not so much in a zombie apocalypse where you were out risking your life every day.

"and what about it?" you quip. "what, you just stand around zombie infested supermarkets and harass young people going in? who exactly do you think you are, mister?"

his smirk only widens at your defiant tone. you were quite the spitfire, that much was obvious.

"harassing is a bit dramatic." the ginger laughs. "i was just trying to save your cute little ass from becoming zombie lunch."

you turn your heel with a sigh.

"well, thanks. i'll humor you a bit, but you're no prince yourself." you hum, waving your hand to him halfheartedly as you step away.

to your surprise, he reaches out once more— large hand wrapping around your arm.

"and where are you going?"

you turn to look at him with a confused expression. his large hand resting on your arm feels dangerous, an intimacy you haven't felt since this entire zombie disaster went down. his skin feels electric against yours.

"i'm... i'm leaving...?" your eyebrows furrow.

"you're leaving. just like that?" he repeated, a bit of incredulity laced in his voice. "you're just gonna walk off and completely ignore the fact i saved your ass from zombies back there?"

he gestured towards the store, intense eyes never leaving yours.

"what, do you want a cookie? i already said thanks," you frown before unzipping your bag and digging into one of the pockets. "i have a spare cookie cracker if that's what you want."

"a cookie? really?" the man chuckles, amused by your snarky attitude. "you think i saved your life for a cookie?"

"what?" you gape. "sorry, but i don't fuck guys who save my life unprompted. is that why you saved me? so that you could get some last-minute game before a zombie takes you out?"

"what? no, that's not—" he stammers, grip on your arm loosening as he tries to defend himself. "you think i saved you for a hook up? seriously?"

"i said thank you and offered you a cookie." you tilt your head up at him. "and to that you refused both. i'm just confused at what you're looking for here, mister. aren't you a bit too old for me?"

his smirk widens at your words. he was enjoying this stupid banter more than he realized.

"too old? and how old are you?"

"twenty two." you mutter.

you shake your arm from his grasp. "it doesn't matter. now, go away. i have a knife and it will hurt when i stab you."

the man continues to follow you, not at all intimated by your threat. he walks beside you, stride matching yours with ease.

"twenty two? still a baby then." he teased, tone light and mocking. "and i don't think that little butter knife is doing much, short stuff, sorry."

"a baby? and how old are you, mister?"

"twenty six. which definitely explains why i had to save your cute little ass back there. i have more experience than you." he grins.

"spare me." you kick a rock. "when i was breast-feeding you were probably somewhere eating your damn foot. besides, you didn't have to save me."

"i didn't have to but i did. and for the record, i was already walking and talking when you were bottle feeding. just saying." he hums in response.

"so what, you're just gonna follow me around and remind me that you saved my life until a zombie decides to take me out?" you reply, looking up at him as the two of you walk on the beaten dirt path towards the abandoned liyue harbor.

"you're assuming alot, aren't you?"

"what do you have to offer? why should i let you tag along?" your voice lowers, becoming a bit more serious.

"well, i'm resourceful... and stronger than you. i know this place like the back of my hand." the man begins. "i saved your life today which shows that i could 100% do it again."

you sigh. he did have a point. multiple points. letting him tag along would most definitely increase your chances of staying alive longer, even if it was a futile attempt.

"and what exactly is your name?" you stop in your tracks, looking up at him.

his eyes are the prettiest shade of a blue sapphire, intensity swimming in his gaze as he meets your eyes. there's a quiet moment, as if all of the former bantering had disappeared and a warm certainty remained. he'd protect you with his life.

"childe. but you can call me ajax. and your name?"

"its—"

the banter immediately begins once more.

"never mind actually. short stuff works."

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[snoopyuus]

boops your wittle nose >.<

gets booped !! ^.^

[snoopyuus]

went to a lovely little paris themed cafe yesterday & had a hot chocolate n delicious lemon crepe ... thinking about reader who is a writer who visits the cafe often to fuel her creative juice & server! ajax who works at this cafe in a white button up and black vest, serving u all ur little desserts ... ★☕️ how romantic !!

[snoopyuus]

merry christmas yuu !! hope you're enjoying your time surrounded by warmth and company ^_^

merry christmas flinside :p ★🎄🐈 !! i’m currently with family on vacation ... it’s been funnn n i think i will have vietnamese food for dinner ... so exciting 🥹 !! how is ur christmas going ? what did u wish for this year ? ♥︎♥︎

[snoopyuus]

Hi Yuu! Happy Holidays. I hope you're having a great time!

haii !! my sweet dollie ♥︎ thank u sho much !! how is the holiday season treating u ? i hope ure able to eat lots of yummy foods at this time ... ૮꒰ྀི๑•‌◡<๑ ིྀ꒱ა 🎄🎅🏼 did ur favs get u any gifts today ?

[snoopyuus]

thinking about... fiancé! geto suguru who is so incredibly condescending and mean when he’s knuckles deep in your cunt. how can you blame him? he’s nice to you all the time; he has to be mean to you sometimes too.

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔... has everything planned.

it was a casual date night. your fiancé was picking you up in the late evening to enjoy an expensive dinner— his taste of course. only the most classy pasta place downtown where he anticipates he’ll order a vibrant and slow-simmered spaghetti all'ubriaco and you’ll follow up with a creamy, alfredo pasta with blackened chicken. geto had brought flowers in his arm, his suit jacket hugging his broad shoulders and highlighting where the sleeve slightly pinches around his bicep.

it all went well. the food was incredible, your fiancé was forever successful at maintaining conversation even after being together for so long, and he had even treated you to dessert afterwards.

all was swell until later he had explained to you that he had a boner all evening— thick cock straining against his dress pants while you were smiling at him so sweetly without a damn clue. you don’t know what you were thinking wearing your new black slip dress out to dinner other than it was cute and from the clearance rack.

geto has you seated in his lap, legs propped open as his right arm snakes from behind you to keep your waist in place— his fingers on his left finger stuffing your sopping cunt. your fiancé wasted no time plunging his fingers into you the minute the two of you stepped into his apartment again. your black slip remains on you, the material falling at your hips as geto arranges you as he pleases.

"now, if i didn’t know any better. i would’ve thought that you wore that dress to purposefully piss me off." geto hums, his lips and warm breath against the shell of your ear only seemed to go to your clit.

"it wasn’t on purpose..." you barely manage to mutter, trembling as his thumb presses down on your pearly clit.

your body jerks at his featherlight touch.

how needy.

"uh huh." he says, mock-understanding lacing his words.

"you have to— mmh!— believe... me."

"close your legs and i’ll stop." the man warns.

geto was usually so sweet to you in bed. muttering soft little praises into your ear as his hips mercilessly pounded you right back into the mattress. tonight felt so different, so much more cruel than what princess treatment you had become so accustomed to since being with him.

you cry out in protest.

"stop whining, princess. i paid for dinner and everything and this is how you repay me? wearing that gorgeous dress and expecting your own fiancé not to get a boner?" geto hums, a distinct cruelty falling from his lips. you know he would never genuinely mean those words— but you can’t help but feel a warmth pooling in your tummy over it either as his fingers stretch your pussy.

why does your fiancé being a complete jerk turn you on?

"y-you... you don’t mean that, sugu..."

"oh, but i do."

his thumb circles your clit, fingers stuffing your cunt as he speaks lowly. his pace is certain, eliciting the sweetest little noises from your lips. your body has always been so... responsive.

"stop complaining. if you cum, i think it’ll make me feel better." your fiancé chuckles.

"what?"

"you heard me." he lifts a brow.

"mmh—...! i can’t. not when you're being so mean..."

but the truth is— you know you can.

"mean?"

you nod.

"i know, i know." he coos. "i’m terrible, aren’t i?"

you shake your head immediately at the thought. gods, sure he was being a dick but he was far from terrible. you couldn’t even bare him ever referring to himself like that even if he didn’t mean it.

"no, no— don’t say th..." a moan is ripped from you the minute you protest and you feel his chest rumble with a quiet laugh as you squirm.

"i won’t," geto smiles. "feels good, doesn’t it?"

you nod, eyelashes fluttering as he continues to rub the pad of this thumb against your clit.

"you're the cruel one, sweetheart. making me act all normal in front of my pasta when all i wanted to do was take this damn dress off of you."

"it wasn’t on purpose..." you mutter.

"how do i know that?" your fiancé counters a bit too quickly for your liking. at this point your climax is beginning to tumble closer and closer.

"i bet you wanted me to eat you out right in front of all those people, didn’t you?"

"suguru—..." you plead.

"wanted my tongue deep in your wet fuckin’ pussy, didn’t you, princess? is that it?"

"sugu!"

"what?" he snaps a bit, not even realizing that the frustration leaking in his words had caused his pace against your clit to speed up. you're trembling against him as your climax had come hurling at you without him even noticing— body jerking up at the feeling of his thumb resting against your pulsing little clit.

your breath comes out in little pants, head heavy on his chest as you try to regain your train of thought. he blinks a bit, slowly moving his fingers from your spasming hole as you come down from your high.

"are you... are you okay?" the raven-haired man asks, concern sweeping his expression as he gazes down at you. he wraps his arms around your waist, pressing his face into your warm shoulder to ground you once more.

"i’m okay," you begin before your voice takes a teasing lift. "you're such a bully, suguru."

"i know." he sighs jokingly. "but isn’t it even more embarrassing how you get off at that?"

"suguru—!"

"i’m just teasing."

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[snoopyuus]

merry christmas everynyan 🎄🐈 & thank u for so much love on my recent pieces (everyone loves fiancé suguru ?!!) ... currently away on vacation but expect more from me soon ★ i hope everyone is enjoying the holidayzz :p stay warm friends !! 💌

[snoopyuus]

thinking about... fiancé! geto suguru, who finds he prefers being engaged over being your boyfriend.

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔... has always been an incredible boyfriend.

he's patient, doting, and has made his devotion to you crystal clear since the very beginning. as a boyfriend, he always considers your word and places you on a pedestal he could never imagine even building for himself. he's a romantic at heart, but a bit more bashful about it— geto always carries a bundle of baby pink tulips wrapped in paper in his left arm whenever he sees you. it doesn't matter if it's a five-minute coffee run or an elaborate dinner night, he never fails to show without flowers or even a small gift. geto's love feels almost like puppy love, ones found in a charming adolescence.

that was until recently.

ever since he had asked you to marry him, geto's love had blossomed into something that feels a bit more... intimate and mature. he's your fiancé now, and you can't help but feel even more shy around him. perhaps while he was your boyfriend, he was holding back for your sake. never wanting to intrude on your space and always playing the safe option rather than jumping with his headfirst into anything.

you notice the behavior a bit more this week.

the flowers are still a given, dinner nights feel the same, but he feels different. when standing next to you, his body naturally leans into yours— as if a gentle reminder, "i got you." when kissing your cheek, his lips naturally find their way to the soft spot behind your ear. when fulfilling an easy task like grabbing the plates on the highest shelf for you during dinner, his gaze feels a bit more affectionate, and he doesn't bother looking away embarrassed like he did before. he isn't afraid of staring for too long or if his hand lingers on yours for a moment anymore. geto confidently holds your gaze with his own, quietly observing you in all you are before you turn back to the bubbling pot on the stove with a flustered expression.

you almost want to ask about the shift in demeanor, not that it was anything terrible— for who could ever complain that their fiancé was too perfect?

"suguru?" you poke your head around the corner of the living room, spotting your fiancé on the sofa. a blanket rests across his lap, book in his left hand.

"sweetheart," suguru hums, eyes skimming the last sentence before his eyes meet yours— reassuring, certain.

it almost as if he was most himself being a fiancé rather than being a temporary boyfriend. love is always maturing and growing every day, and it is as if being your fiancé had given the man an extra blanket of security... because you're on the path of truly being his. to be called his own and for it to be known by everyone around you, perhaps to carry children one day as well.

"goodnight," you smile, making your way across the room to him.

you lean down, and he immediately meets you halfway. his hand finds its way to the back of your neck, pulling you into him in a way that feels a bit too intimate for a simple goodnight kiss. geto holds you there for a second, a shaky breath escaping him as he finally pulls away from your mouth.

"goodnight."

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[snoopyuus]

yuuuuucutiepie !! kissin u on the cheek i luv u n i hope ur week goes amazingly ♡ u are sucha cutie did u kno dat !!

my sweet little pwuppie !! ♥︎♥︎ i love u sho much, this week has been nothing short of exceptional ... how is ur week going ? thank u for da kind words hehe, they go straight to my heart !!! ♥︎♥︎🍰🧁