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First time drawing Megumi and Itadori :D

Ones a style icon and one only ones dumbass graphic tees.

I need to figure out how to draw their hair (¬_¬)

I don’t know what they’re making but eh

I’m reading the jjk manga so I might draw them a bit more maybe

Literally like the second I finished I remembered I planned to draw and colour like itadori’s black flash stuff around his hand but I forgot

Little chibi Itafushi :D

Inktober Day 1: Backpack

Wnajsanqj I can finally start posting again. Anyway my favourite is day 3

Inktober Day 9: Sun

I wasn’t sure if I should’ve made this one post or three but I cba to make three different posts rn. Anyway sunshine characters and their emo’s!

Mine - Megumi x reader (18+)

You and your boyfriend Megumi decide to go out for the day. To the beach. Your trip is cut short when someone decides to flirt with you, and Megumj is intent on showing you exactly who you belong to.

"Megumi."

"Yes baby."

"Can we bring the demon dogs to the beach? I'm sure they will have loads of fun." your boyfriend sighed heavily in the next room.

He had never understood your obsession with his demon dogs. Everywhere you went you requested the demon dogs company, and you knew Megumi was only so discontent with the fact because you often gave them plenty of attention.

Forehead kisses, hugs and head scratches.

Still, his arsenal of weapons didn't contain a will to deny you, so he always said yes.

But you did try and delegate your affection to your lovely boyfriend too. Hugging him, kissing him, cuddling him and complimenting him to your hearts content.

Tying the sides of the cute pink bikini you'd bought a few weeks prior you then tied a white sarong around your waist. After seeing the gorgeous weather you'd asked to go on a exertion to the beach, Megumi had agreed.

You'd accidentally let it slip to Nobara and Yuji though, to Megumi's discontent, meaning they were tagging along too.

"Yeah, they can come." leaving the bathroom you glided over to your boyfriend, kissing him sweetly "Thank you." with an added hue to his cheeks he glanced off to the side "No problem."

He was in a white shirt and some black swim shorts and sliders, ready to hit Tokyo's beaches.

"You look beautiful in that bikini baby." beaming up at him you did a little dramatic spin "I thought you might like it." laughing when he snatched your hips and tugged you against his chest you rested a hand on his cheek.

He was so handsome when he got worked up from your teasing. That hard set of his jaw, the slight furrow of his brows. Leaning up you kissed him again, this time he let his hands fall to your ass, the flimsy material of your sarong not providing much protection.

Moaning slightly you stood on your tip toes, pushing your chest flush with his. It wasn't often you got full days off from training, recently Gojo's work trips had been few and far between so we couldn't sneak them like we normally would.

Evenings off were nice, but a day off was a treat never not taken advantage of.

Knocking on Megumi's door had you tearing away from him as you both sighed heavily in unison. If Gojo wasn't there to get in your way, someone else always was.

"Hurry up you guys! We won't get sunbeds otherwise." frowning you let your head fall against Megumi's chest, dissapointed a session of much needed sex had been ripped from you.

Sure, you had had sex last night, but you and Megumi could never have enough sex. That was a sentiment you know for a fact he agreed with whole heartedly.

"There's plenty of time for that later baby, don't worry."

"Oh, so you are telling me you arent annoyed?" quirking an eyebrow you relished in his little 'tch'.

"You know that isn't what I mean baby, now be a good girl for me and I'll treat you later." kissing you he summoned his demon dogs before answering the door.

Snatching your bag you pet the demon dogs before joining your boyfriend who eagerly wrapped an arm around your waist. Smiling you faced Yuji and Nobara.

"Hi guys, are you alright?"

"Yeah, so excited to spend some time in the sun." Nobara soughed, popping out her hip and resting a hand on it "I'm gunna have a pint of ice cream." Yuji announced, Nobara scoffed while you laughed.

Yuji never failed to surprise you with his outlandish tasks he set out on.

"Anyway, let's go. I blagged us a car ride from Ijichi." Nobara boasted while heading towards the front of the school. You and Megumi shared a glance before following along after them.

In Nobara's language blagged meant she had threatened someone's life for a 'favour' she would never return.

Once at the beach Nobara and Yuji ran off while you pestered Megumi about ice cream. You had a real craving for it right now and you couldn't wait another second.

Which was why you were stood at an ice cream store pointing at the strawberry flavor.

"Please may I have two scoops of strawberry with strawberry sauce please, oh and a wafer, thank you." smiling politely you shifted uneasily when the guy serving you smiled oddly and didn't speak.

Inching towards Megumi you took his hand, unsettled by the feeling residing in your stomach. Unlike your boyfriend you didn't practise jujutsu, you were a regular high school student. Megumi simply offered for you to live with him out of want and convenience.

Your parents had passed away a few months ago, by a curse. That was actually how you met Megumi, and one thing led to another and here you were today. He had helped you a lot, he was the only reason you were where you were today.

"Can you stop looking at my girlfriend like that." Megumi grunted, his frustration mounting at the fact someone dared to look at a sweet thing like you in such a disgusting manner. Not only that you were his. No one else's.

"Like what?" he challenged while scooping the ice cream. Squeezing Megumi's hand you sighed "Leave it. He isn't worth it." you peered up into his eyes and he nodded after a tense moment, kissing your forehead. A silent promise.

Today was meant to be a break for the both of you, there was no point letting some perverted weirdo mess it all up.

When he slid the ice cream over the counter and frowned when you saw the lack of sauce. Fortunately, Megumi had noticed too, and he looked pissed.

"She asked for sauce too, are you fucking dumb?" oh dear. When Megumi started swearing that meant he was really unhappy. So much for not making a scene.

The weirdo glared at Megumi while taking the pot back, before softening when they returned back to you. As he drizzled the sauce on he licked his lips. Your appetite diminished in an instant.

Stepping forward Megumi grabbed the guy and ripped him over the counter, throwing him to the ground "Who the fuck do you think you are?" grabbing Megumi's arm you tugged fruitlessly. This guy was going to be lucky if he got off with a concussion, he had really pissed off Megumi.

As soon as Megumi's fist smashed against the guys face the crowd collectively gasped. Fearing he would get into trouble you wrapped around his body and tried to haul him back as he pummeled the guys face.

"Megumi please stop." breathing heavily he let up, leaving a bloody mess of a face on who had tested his anger. Leaving him wheezing on the ground you dragged Megumi away from the public eye.

Oh he is going to get in so much trouble.

Winding down a nature trail away from the watchful eyes of the public you sat him down on a bamboo bench. Your eyes zoned in on the pot of ice cream in his bloody hand.

"You said you wanted it." handing it to you caused you to smile. He was far too sweet for his own good.

Reaching for your bag you removed your little first aid kit and reached for some alcohol wipes "Why do you have that?"

"Well, I know you are a jujutsu sorcerer, so I always keep a first aid kit and pain killers on hand. You never know what will happen, do you?" the idea of you worrying about him so greatly had his heart beating erratically.

Taking his hand you swiped delicately at the cuts, mindful of how much he must be hurting "Thank you... I know you'll get in trouble for what you did... you didn't need to-"

"I wasn't going to let him treat you in such a manner baby. He was asked to stop and didn't, he had no right to make you feel uncomfortable." kissing him you refrained from distracting yourself any further until he was bandaged up.

Cupping his face in your hand you smirked "I think you are awfully sweet, my dearest Megumi." locking your lips with his again you hummed contently when he slid his tongue into your mouth.

The kiss quickly turned more ferocious, Megumi's hands cupping your ass as he tugged you onto his lap. Digging your hands into his hair you hungered after him.

No other man could possibly make you feel so safe, so appreciated, so wanted. You didn't think another man existed who would have done what Megumi did for you.

When Megumi ground against you, his cock hard and straining against his swim shorts. You can just imagine the bead of pre leaking from the tip. The image had you rutting against him despite your better judgement.

This was a public path, it wouldn't take much for someone to stroll down and catch us all over one another.

"We shouldn't." your thoughts ended when Megumi kissed your jaw as he would your mouth, all tongue and open mouthed. Moaning, one of your hands fisted in his hair, your pussy undeniably wet from your kiss alone.

Dragging his teeth along the tender flesh of your neck he lapped at that deliciously sweet spot under your jaw. As soon as his teeth latched onto the skin your hips rutted against his cock, your clothes aggravating you immensely.

"Let me have it." you begged as Megumi sucked viciously on your neck. Fuck, you should have brought a scarf out with him and his territorial habits.

Megumi used his hold on your hips to help you steadily grind against his cock. The sharp gasps of pleasure he released had you whimpering his name, pure need lacing it.

"Do you need it baby?"

"Y-yeah. I always need it Megumi."

"There's a good girl." he purred while nudging your bikini out of the way.

His tongue ran over your nipple repeatedly, coating it in a healthy layer of saliva. Everything he did was so fucking attractive, most of the time it was impossible for you to function.

You distinctly remember one time when you returned home from college that day and Megumi was sat in bed reading a book. It was some classic you'd never heard of, but you remembered him, and how he looked.

Strewn out on the bed, his hair slightly mused from a towel dry after his shower. One of those black shirts he was so fond of lounging around in and some joggers. His relaxed pose paired with that gorgeous face had you stumbling over to him.

The pair of you had great sex that night.

Megumi popping your nipple into his mouth had you bouncing on his cock. Hopefully, it would rile him up so much he would just fuck right into you. That wasn't your sole intention though, you were actually that turned on by him.

"Such a needy girl, aren't you baby?" nodding your agreement you stared into Megumi's blues. A tint of a flush had appeared on his cheeks but you knew yours were a rash shade of pink by now. Just how Megumi liked it.

"Are you gunna show me how badly you need it?" again, you nodded while climbing off his lap. You knew what he was referring to, and you were more than happy to give him exactly what it was he wanted.

Except as you were about to crouch down, he gently took your arms. Freezing you peered up at him questioningly, did he mean he wanted you to do something else?

"One second baby, stay right there." releasing you he tugged off his top and folded it a few times to form a smallish rectangle. Reaching down he placed it on the stone path, right where you'd be putting your knees.

Pressing a deep kiss to your lips, he then sat back, abs now on display "Didn't want you to cut up your knees." the sweet gesture had your stomach exploding with butterflies. Who else would have ever been so thoughtful?

No one, was the answer.

God he was so fucking perfect.

Snapping back into action, you freed his cock from his shorts and the sight was just as you imagined it. The tip a rich red, a bead of glistening pre-come resting on the tip.

Taking him into your hand you pumped him a few times before delivering a kitten lick to the tip of his cock. Megumi's muscles flexed as he grunted, it taking all of his will power to refrain from fucking your throat raw.

His control only remained tethered because he wanted to put his all into fucking you. He wanted to reserve as much energy as he could.

Pressing a final teasing kiss to his tip you finally took some of his cock into your mouth. Megumi's deep groan had you forgetting you were still very much in public, and could very well be caught red handed.

Humming you held onto his thighs and urged yourself to take him deeper. Once his tip hit the back of your throat, you gagged and Megumi rolled his hips involuntarily. You were just too warm and felt too good for him to resist.

"Fuck... that's my good girl... all mine aren't you?" seen as you couldn't speak to tell him yes you were all his, you showed him. Languidly sucking his cock you followed up by brushing your tongue against him as you began to bob your head.

Placing one of your hands at the bottom of his cock you swivelled your wrist, providing a different kind of stimulation to the parts of his cock you couldn't reach.

Immersing yourself in the feel of his cock in your mouth, you felt your hips grind eagerly against the air. The weight of his cock against your tongue, the slightly salty taste of his pre making your clit throb with need.

"Fuck baby, up." startled by his order you fell back onto your heels, gazing up at him as he confused you more and more every minute.

"Did I do something wrong?" started by your words Megumi froze, he didn't believe you seriously thought anything about that was wrong. In his eyes you were perfect, clearly he needed to show you.

Reaching down he cupped your face, delving into another bruising kiss "You never do anything wrong baby."

"Then why did you-"

"I want to come inside your pretty pussy, let it know that it's mine and mine alone." climbing back to your feet you clung to Megumi as he too stood up.

"Kneel on the bench baby." as he spoke he yanked on the strings of your underwear, tossing the bottoms to the edge of the bench.

Crawling onto the bench as instructed you felt him push you over the back of the bench. Grasping to the backside of the bench you found you had little support.

Good thing Megumi was on top of that too.

Grasping onto your hips he nudged your legs apart before teasing your entrance with his cock. It was then you realised you hadn't had any prep to take him and you usually needed plenty.

Opening your mouth to voice the fact was cut short when Megumi forced the tip of his cock into you.

"Ah! Megu-" he continued to ease his way into you, not struggling with your resistance to the sudden and large intrusion. Panting you wriggled around, not sure what your motivation was exactly, after all you never wanted to get away from Megumi.

"Shit you are... tight baby."

"Too big." Megumi massaged your ass in his hands as his hips rutted forwards filling you to the brim with his cock. You choked as the feeling of being stuffed so full overwhelmed you.

A few seconds adjustment were all you received before Megumi began to pound into you. His jealousy reigning for a moment, images of someone daring to touch what was his sending him feral.

"This is my pussy. Mine to fuck. Mine to devour. Mine to pump full of my come. Not some fucking accident who should never have been born into this world. Someone so undeserving of you. This pussy should be nothing short of worshipped by me." scratching at the wood of the bench as his cock slammed into you you fought for breath between moans.

He was angling his hips to hit that spot. Your back was arched and your thighs were shaking as your come dripped down your thighs.

"Megumi!" you cried when he hit your g-spot just right. The force he was fucking you with had the bench wobbling against the stone as the legs screeched to find purchase.

"Aren't you such a good girl? Squeezing my cock like that, taking my cock so fucking well. Who's is this pussy? Tell me who's body this is, every beautiful curve, dimple and crevice... fucking tell me." the pants and moans he released had your pussy fluttering around his cock.

Words to reply to him built in your throat but quickly died out when his cock stretched you again and again "Gone dumb from my cock have you baby? Am I making this pretty pussy feel good?"

"Y-yes... harder... deeper... please." you sobbed as you thrust your hips back against him.

Megumi swore as his hands gripped you tighter, tugging you to meet his thrusts. The brutal fucking had tears streaming down your face, every stroke of his cock dragging you towards what you knew would be a devastating orgasm.

Pleasure continued to ripple through you as Megumi snarled dirty promises into the air. You were dripping for him and anyone who walked into this scene wouldn't be challenged to tell. The sounds your bodies were making were scandalous.

"Come for me baby, come all over my cock, show me you are my good girl." squeezing your eyes shut you grappled onto the bench as one particular thrust caused it to almost tater over.

"Megumi!" you screamed as your orgasm doused you in tidal sized waves of pleasure. A distant 'fuck' was heard behind you but you were too focused on the body you possessed but couldn't control.

When Megumi came inside you, you moaned, the warmth of him inside you a feeling so erotic you yearned for another round already.

Little did you know Megumi had something very similar to that in mind. His eyes were tracking yours and his come leaking out of your pussy, coating your thighs in a generous layer of your arousal.

His possessive nature flared to a new height again as he got to his knees before you. The fact someone had dared to stare at you with those eyes, in front of him no less, made him fucking murderous.

You were his, and his alone.

Groaning he burried his face inbetween your legs, instantly lapping at your clit and drinking from your weeping pussy.

Gasping at the extra spike of uncomfortable pain you attempted to pull yourself away. Normally, it took more than one orgasm for you to get overstimulated but that orgasm he just delivered to you was out of this world. So, you weren't surprised another after one so intense was jarring to your body.

"Megumi... too much." you slurred while wiggling away "Hold still baby, let me taste us." Megumi mumbled before delving back into his meal.

His tongue was dipping into your pussy, properly tasting the result of your intense and passionate fucking. Panting you fought to keep your hips still, understanding you were getting another orgasm whether you deemed it too much or not.

Assisting in your ride of pleasure you raised shaky hands and plucked at your nipples before rolling to sooth the pain. Now, your moans had transformed to whimpers and pleas.

Pleas your hungry boyfriend answered.

Sucks to your clit and his tongue dipping inside you had another gentler orgasm lulling you in a state of post-orgasm sleep.

"Baby." Megumi whispered as he picked you up "We need to head back."

"Mhm... we are lucky that no one saw us." Megumi laughed lowly, the sound warm and masculine, it igniting a fire that swirled in your lower stomach.

Nothing made you happier than seeing him happy.

"You didn't think I'd let someone see us did you? I've had the demon dogs guarding the path." of course, you should have guessed.

Megumi was jealous as the best of times, today had been a clear representation of just how possessive he was. One wrong look from a guy and he was glaring daggers at them, ready to square up and fight.

Naturally, Megumi got plenty of female attention but he didn't even entertain them. Not that you did, of course, but you could let those things go. You trusted your boyfriend unconditionally as he did with you. If either of you had any issues or problems you both knew it would be addressed.

Megumi just had that jealous side to him you adored.

You hope with all your heart that part of him never dies.

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"Where the hell have you two been?" Yuji bellowed as he ran towards you and Megumi. He had to carry you in the end as walking proved impossible for you. In your hand was a strawberry ice cream, plenty of sauce and a wafer from a different shop.

Megumi smiled and looked off "We got lost."

"Lost?" Nobara scoffed as Megumi set you down on a sunbed, the pair of you stealing a knowing glance.

"Yes, Nobara lost."

"They are definitely lying." Nobara attempted to whisper to Yuji, unfortunately for her she was not very secretive.

Megumi and you laughed as Nobara cryptically tried to insinuate what you'd been doing, not that either of you'd admit it.

It had been a lovely day out.

“Secrets”-Megumi Fushiguro

“This is what you wanted, right? A reaction?”

Contains: Fem reader, 18+ characters, smut, secret relationship, early-ish established relationship, unprotected sex, slight brat tamer Megumi, hickies, rougher sex, fluff, aftercare.

Megumi had patience. It was assumed from his stoic personality and the near-habitual, never waning look of disinterest on his face.

Most of the people around him just thought he was moody or bored, and most of the time, it was the truth.

He was patient in asking you out. He had been by your side as a friend for years, only making small moves after high school graduation.

He was patient as your partner. He rarely initiated anything, knowing you had your own issues that came with being a jujutsu sorcerer, and not wanting to push you.

He was patient with your sexual lives, never pushing it until you were comfortable enough.

However, now, his patience seemed to be especially thin around you.

Maybe it was because you knew exactly what you were doing, sitting next to him in a restaurant full of people, your skirt rolled up to show him (and only him) a little bit too much thigh to be considered modest.

For right now, your relationship was a secret, not wanting your other mutual friends to find out in concern of rupturing the atmosphere. It was hard being a jujitsu sorcerer, and you and Megumi had decided to make it as less complicated as possible.

You had only been dating for a about seven months, but he was struggling to keep it between the two of you.

It was easier before you two had sex, the only tell being the longing stares you’d give each other. But now, you knew exactly what made him tick, and you loved to use it to your advantage.

Truly, you couldn’t help yourself.

Megumi was so easy to tease and push, and his reactions satisfied you deeply.

You shifted your gaze from Yuji, who was talking adamantly about something you weren’t entirely aware of, staring at Megumi from the corner of your eye.

He noticed your eyes shift immediately, glaring at you sharply as he swallowed thickly. He blinked, turning his attention away from you so quickly you would’ve guessed it was your imagination if it wasn’t for his hand gripping his seat.

Continuing your conversation, you slyly grabbed his hand, moving it to your mid thigh. Megumi choked, but hid it behind a cough. Nobara barely noticed, interrupting Yuji to ask you about plans for the weekend. Underneath the table, Megumi’s hand was surprisingly gentle; a warning.

Usually, you’d stop there, not wanting to blow your cover.

Today, you had a plan.

Skillfully, you reached across the table for a napkin, the side of your thumb catching a bit of sauce from your lunch as you did.

Nodding along to your friends across from you, you ran your tongue down, licking the sauce off. If you had wanted to kill Megumi, you would’ve looked at him as you did it, but that would’ve been too telling.

Besides, you didn’t need to. His grip on your thigh had tightened, his fingertips piercing into the doughy skin.

After responding to Nobara’s question, you lightly dragged your hand up Megumi’s leg, settling right above his lap.

His grip on your leg was replaced with your wrist, squeezing it twice. He excused himself to the bathroom a minute later.

After finishing lunch, the four of you split for your respective duties. Yuji had to speak to Gojo, and Nobara had promised to spar with a few of the upperclassmen.

As a group, you walked back to the school, parting ways when Megumi and you went south, towards the dorms, while the others went north.

As soon as you and Megumi make it to your dorm, his hands were pulling your hair, forcing your head up and to the side, exposing your neck. Your back hits the wall, and his leg is in between your feet.

“You wanna tell me what the hell was that?” He whispered into your ear, his lips nudging against your neck.

When you don’t answer, his hand tightens around your hair, forcing a whimper out of you.

“You know, if you wanted my attention this bad you didn’t have to make it so obvious.”

“’m sorry.” The words leave your throat in a choke, loosing your breath from how Megumi was now squeezing your waist.

He wasn’t a very affectionate lover unless you initiated, you had never seen this side to him before.

“That’s cute.” He mocked, no amusement in his tone. “Where’d all that confidence go?”

Before you can think of a retort, his mouth is on yours. His kisses you with fever, like he’d been waiting months to feel your lips.

He adjusts his body so his waist is pinned against yours, moaning at the feeling of his dick hard against your vagina.

“You see what you do to me?” His foreheads resting against yours as he peers down at you. “This is what you wanted, right? A reaction?”

“Yes.” You admit.

“Is this good enough for you?” He says through gritted teeth, pulling you from the wall and pushing you onto the bed.

He flips you on your stomach, a hand trailing down your back, forcing you to arch. Your shirt rides up as his fingertips reach your shoulder blades, moving your hair off your back with his other hand.

You turn your head to look at him, eyes glossed and your bottom lip between your teeth.

Megumi’s left arm crosses over your waist to hold your hip, pulling you up so he can kiss you. It’s softer, but shorter. He trails his mouth down your neck, sucking bruises into the skin underneath your shirt.

He pushes you back down again, and you’re arching into him. “Please, I need it.”

You weren’t used to sounding so submissive. You had always been in charge up to this point, and you liked it. You were starting to wonder if you liked this more.

You hear him chuckle behind you, feeling the vibrations from his chest. He slides your shorts off, your panties going with it. Before you could move to push them past your knees, he’s pushing a finger into you.

You almost jolt, groaning in satisfaction at the familiar feeling. Megumi moves slowly, the wet sound of your cunt embarrassingly loud.

You grind back into him, desperately trying to meet his strokes.

“If you want more you’re going to have to ask for it.” Megumi pulls his finger out. “Don’t be so needy.”

“Please, ’m sorry.” You say. “Just fuck me, please.”

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Megumi punctuates his sentence by pushing the head of his dick into you without warning.

You clench the sheets in your fist, a groan falling from your lips. Megumi’s hips are slapping into yours, the sound echoing in your room.

Normally, he didn’t last too long. Sex with Megumi was usually you riding him, or missionary. He was very sweet, kissing your face as he came and always holding you as close as possible.

He had never fucked you like this before.

You would have been pushed off the bed by the force of his thrust, but he was gripping both of your wrists with one hand.

You were making sounds you didn’t know you could, eyes squeezed tightly shut and drool spilling from your parted lips.

His pace was just as ruthless, jolting you back and forth violently. Letting go of your wrists, he grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking you up so your back was against him. An arm wrapped around your middle while the other groped at your chest.

He kissed the shell of your ear before trailing down and sinking his teeth into your neck, sucking a bruise much too high to hide.

“Megumi-” You tried to warn, but it sounded more like a desperate moan.

“I don’t care.” His fingers moved from your tits down to your clit, swirling gentle circles.

You were already close, but that, along with his dick in you as deep as possible, had you coming undone in his arms.

You clawed at his bicep, your head falling back onto his shoulder as you shook from your orgasm.

“There you go.” He whispers quietly into your neck.

But, he doesn’t stop. His fingers keep the grueling pace, and now he’s sliding in and out of you.

“Slow down.” You pant, legs trembling.

“But isn’t this what you wanted?” You can feel his smirk. “You were so desperate for my attention earlier.”

“Please, ‘m sorry.” you cry out, but Megumi just pushes you back down, caging you with his body as he rams into you.

Usually, he’s vocal. He’s whiney and sensitive, and little breathy moans would fall from his lips. Now, he’s dead quiet.

It’s unnerving, and it makes you want to stop the embarrassingly loud moans that you barely even realize you’re making, but you can’t.

It’s humiliating. It’s degrading. And it also makes you squeeze around him even more.

“Fuck, you like this, don’t you?” He grunts, pushing your head back down into the mattress.

“Yes.” You shudder. “So good, Megumi.” His name rings out like a song, and it makes his dick twitch inside of you.

“Oh, yeah?” He speeds up his pace. “Do I have to fuck you like this every night to get you to behave?”

You can’t respond, too far gone. Overstimulated, you writhe under him.

“Can you take it?” He asks, and his words have genuine concern in them.

“Mhm.” You sigh.

He ruts into you harder, and you feel his thrusts get sloppy. Before he can finish, you come undone for a second time, and that pushes him over the edge.

He pulls out and spills over your ass, small sounds falling from his lips. He places your hips flat against the bed, kissing your back.

“Stay right there, baby.” He gets up to the bathroom, grabbing a towel. You turn your head to watch him leave, smiling softly at him.

He cleans off your back, kissing your shoulder and trailing up your neck. “Love you so much.”

“Love you too, Megumi.” He picks you up, turning you around. He’s smiling at you, brushing a stray hair behind your ear.

You wrap your arms around his neck, and he slides you up the bed, tucking you into bed before huddling next to you.

You lay your head on his chest, still twitching slightly and shut your eyes. Lost in post nut clarity, Megumi’s softer than usual.

He kisses your forehead over and over, playing with your hair as he holds you close. He moves your hair away from your neck, eyeing the hickies that stick out against your smooth skin.

It was about time you told Yuji and Nobara anyway.

"Can I have all of your hoodies?"

Incl: Gojo, Geto, Toji, Megumi, Sukuna (18+)

Megumi

"Megs, can I have all of your hoodies?" Burying your head into the black fabric you sighed, a drowsiness emerging from his clean scent. Your nostrils sung.

But the actual source was much better.

Hugging your boyfriend you whispered thanks into his bare chest. He made many sacrifices (which weren't actually sacrifices in his eyee) to ensure you are happy.

"No problem." He mumbled, trying to hide how bashful you made him. Hugging you back to hide said embarrassed face, he kissed your forehead.

"Come on baby, bed time." Snuggling closer you soughed, "Megs can you carry me to bed?" Humoured by your ask he couldn't help but point out you were five feet from the bed, "Please Megs, my legs are tired and you are strong and comfy." Giving in, as he was always going to, he wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you.

Coiling your legs around his waist you hummed happily, portraying your thanks. Three seconds later and you were safely tucked under the sheets, latched onto Megumi.

"Thanks Megs, for carrying me and-" A yawn escaped your lips, "And your hoodies." Sliding a hand under his - your - hoodie he pawed at your hip, your heart fluttering at his touch.

"Any time baby."

Sukuna

"Sukuna?" Plucking at the appetising hoodie on his chest, you batted your lashes. The curse gazed down at you, curious as to what you could possibly want.

You were fed, fucked and showered.

"Yes princess?" Straddling his lap, you slid your hands onto his lower abs, "Can I have your hoodies?" A single, attractive brow cocked, "All of them?" A cheeky smile and a nod, "Not sure princess. I like my hoodies." He was only teasing, he had enough hoodies to clothe a small village, but he loved seeing the little pout on your lips as you asked him.

"But they are so comfortable, and they smell just like you." Cute, Sukuna thought you were cute.

"That is a good reason princess. But what will I get in return for losing all of my hoodies, hm?" Chewing on your lip you wandered into thought.

What would pursude the King of curses to hand over his hoodies?

Sukuna watched with a lazy smirk on his face. If only you understood everything that was his was yours you wouldn't ask him for things all the time. If he didn't enjoy how you did it he would drill the fact into you like an owner training a puppy.

"How about you let me finally take your ass princess?" Your pout deepend, "That doesn't seem like a fair trade." Tugging you up off his lap, ready to deposit you at the side he bit back a laugh at how your hands flailed.

Adorable.

"How about I let you take my ass with your fingers. Ease me into it?" That was good enough for him. He would have you taking both of his cocks soon enough, in his true form.

"I guess that will have to do princess." Shoving your hand in front of his face, you wiggled your fingers, "You can only actually take my ass when you out a ring on it." Digging his fingers into your hips, he flipped you, his cock hardening in his pants.

"What type of ring do you want princess?"

Satoru

Leaving your shared closet, you halted at the foot of Satoru's abnormally large bed and crossed your arms.

"Something wrong sweetheart?" Looking up from his phone fully (away from the designer dress he was looking to buy you), he drank in your adorable pout, "Where is my favourite hoodie?" Ah. That's why you were pouting so adorably for him.

"I put it in the wash sweetheart." Throwing your hands in the air you wondered how he could be so stupid, "Satoru!" Internally he was laughing at your elaborate reaction but externally he had on a poker face. He couldn't risk you withholding sex again.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, but it needed washing." That didn't improve your mood. "There is only one solution to this." Intrigued, Satoru played along, "Oh?"

"I need you to give me all of your hoodies." That did make Satoru smirk, even the strongest had his limits. "Is that so?" A firm nod only caused his smirk to tug wider.

"In that case sweetheart, they are all yours. Now c'mere and give me a kiss." Now all of his hoodies were yours, who were you to say no?

Suguru

Freezing didn't even describe the chill that racked your bones as you stepped inside yours and Suguru's apartment. The rain had lashed against you mercilessly leaving you sodden, as though you'd just showered.

At the sight of you Suguru frowned, concerned your weaker immune system would catch a cold.

"What happened pretty girl? Why didn't you ring me to pick you up?" You cast your eyes down at the little scalding your boyfriend was giving you, "I didn't want to bother you on your day off." That reminded Suguru why he loved you so much, "Pretty girl, you are never a bother. I'd have happily picked you up if I'd known you were walking in this weather." His words touched you.

But not as much as his actions.

He immediately stripped you of your drenched clothes, numerous kisses placed on your face, lastly your lips.

"Warm bath or shower?" He breathed against your now swollen lips, "Shower please. And Suguru?"

"Yes pretty girl." Perching your chin on his chest, you smiled wanting to weaken his resolve, "Can I have all of your hoodies?" A laugh broke free from his chest at the question, shaking not only his body but yours.

You loved that sound from him.

"All of my hoodies were already yours pretty girl. Always have been, always will be. No need to ask." Grinning, you pecked his lips, "I love you Sugu."

"I love you too pretty girl."

Toji

"Why do you never buy me new clothes Toji?" A little humour packed huff left his lips, "I do buy you clothes doll." That displeased you a whole bunch, a very deep frown settling on your lips.

If Toji had bothered to look away from the TV he would have seen that.

"Dresses and lingerie are not clothes. I need things to wear on regular days." If Toji had his way you'd only wear lingerie around the house, but you were resistant to the idea. He couldn't help that.

A lazy smirk crawled up his lips at the idea of you in some cute white lingerie, cooking for him, cleaning around, bending over so that tight, perky ass of yours was on full display.

He really didn't see why you hated the idea.

"You don't need any more regular clothes doll." His continued refusal had a plan surfacing in your mind.

If he wasn't going to buy you new clothes then you'd just have to share. What else could you do?

"So I can't have new clothes?" His answer remained constant, 'no'. "Then, can I have your hoodies?" Crawling onto his lap, you toyed with a strand of his hair, biting onto your bottom lip in an enticing display. Hoping - needing - for him to agree.

You were fast running out of options.

"My hoodies?" Nodding, you gave him bedroom eyes, "Fuck." He grumbled, his resolve ever thinning.

Just one little push, "Please Toji, I need-" Pressing your hips down into his you smirked internally at how he jolted, desire beginning to plague him.

Grinding your hips, you kissed his jaw, devious in every move. "Shit, shit, alright doll they are yours. Now ride my fucking cock and finish what you started."

MY BOYFRIEND WILL KICK YOUR ASS !

- fushiguro megumi x reader

it's a date gone wrong when you get into an argument with your aloof boyfriend. but will he save you when it counts?

genre: tw: street harassment, catcalling. hurt/comfort, arguments and reconciliation, protective!megumi and fluff !

note: i miss my emo boi :(

general masterlist

“Stay back!”

This is an utter plot twist. When you came out of your apartment today, all dolled up and ready to go on a date with your boyfriend, you never imagined you’d end up cornered by two creeps in a deserted alley.

“Easy, girl,” one of the guys in front of you cackled, lips curling into an unsettling sneer. “We’re just trying to get to know you better!”

“Listen— My boyfriend is super scary, you know!” you barked, willing yourself not to shake. “Now you better not come any closer or else—!”

“Or else what?” the other creep mocked with a snort. You gripped your umbrella—now your makeshift weapon—tightly, pointing it at him as a threat.

“Or else my boyfriend will be here in any minute and he’ll kick your ass!”

It was a partly a lie you hoped sounded convincing, because how could Megumi suddenly show up and find you in this dingy alleyway... right after both of you had a petty disagreement in the middle of Shibuya's shopping district?

Oh lord, how you regretted raising your voice and running away from him earlier.

"You are late!" you scolded him heatedly as he yawned, showing up twenty minutes later than your agreed time. "Can't you at least text me beforehand? I'll match your time if you do!"

Megumi sighed, fixing you with a blank stare as he scratched his head. "My bad. I overslept. I rushed here so didn't think of it."

It was so easy for him to say, and you would've understood if it was the first time, but you had noticed this pattern over the past two weeks. Whenever you asked him out for dates, his face always soured, and he didn't bother to be on time. If you didn't know any better, you'd think he was reluctantly agreeing.

And by this point, you thought you knew better and that was really it.

Finally, you blurted out the burning accusation: "You never realize it, but it shows, you know? You never seem happy when we go out together."

He exhaled in exasperation, green eyes darkening at you. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly that."

It seemed he had run out of patience. Standing your ground, you braced for his next words. But the glare he sent your way and the words he spat pierced your tender heart more than you thought—

"You're always nagging. Can't you stop being annoying just once? What a pain."

Perhaps he was right, you were annoying him all this time and dealing with you was a pain. You could imagine it if you were in his place, but you couldn't handle the very implication that you had done so, and you screamed at his face:

"So be it then! Fushiguro, you are the worst!"

—and ran off with tears in your eyes, deserting him altogether.

You knew you weren’t exactly a model of maturity, but in your defense, it stung deeply that he saw you as annoying and a pain. What girlfriend wouldn’t be hurt by that?

Anyhow, you loitered near the Shibuya station afterwards, and at first you heard some catcalls you didn't really pay mind to. But when those two guys started whistling and edging closer, it hit you—you were their target.

You quickened your pace, turning down several corners, only to find yourself trapped in a dead end. Just how much worse could your day get?

"Aha, the girl says she has a boyfriend!" Creep #1 snickered, turning to Creep #2 with a smirk, before pretending to scan the area. "But I don’t see him?"

"Miss, I swear we’re not up to any trouble," Creep #2 chimed in, his eyes gleaming with a predatory delight. "Won’t you be our friend? You’re too pretty to be alone—this is Shibuya, after all!" he said, eyeing your legs and whistled. "And ooh, have I told you that skirt suits you well?"

These guys were straight-up perverts!

"Get lost!" you yelled, your fingers trembling as you swung the umbrella at him when he tried to close the distance. "Can’t you just leave me alone?!"

You were at your wits' end, and it was clear this situation wasn’t going to improve with them still blocking your way. You took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart, and decided to do the only thing you could.

In hindsight, a stupid move—

You barreled towards the two of them with your umbrella—managing to push past them. For a moment, you thought you had a chance and ran as fast as you could—

"Ack!" —until you tripped and crashed on the ground.

You rose and immediately winced, looking down at the site where it hurt the most. Oh, you had scrapped your knees badly.

"Ahh, miss! Don't be too hasty~!" you heard the second guy's sing-song voice, and you really wanted to cry. Why did this have to happen to you?

"Don't come c-closer!" you stammered, backing away as they approached. Your whole body shook, desperately trying to think of ways to save yourself. "Or— I'll scream!"

"Whoa, whoa, wait just a minute! Why don't you just—"

You really thought you would scream, until suddenly the familiar scent of mint filled your sense and a strong arm pulled you from behind, and a broad back shielded your view from them—

"What do you need from her?" Megumi's voice boomed, his eyes glaring at the two men who had been harassing you. His breathing was ragged, as if he had run all the way here. "Fuck off."

At that moment, you couldn't help clutching his sleeve, hiding behind him further as you kept trembling. Megumi sensed it, and turned over to have a look over you—

You looked disheveled, spooked, and his eyes widened when he saw the blood trailing down both of your knees.

"Hey man, your girlfriend practically asked for it! Just look how she is dressed—"

Before you could process what was happening, Megumi had yanked the man by his collar and thrown a punch at him. You yelped and immediately got a hold of his arm to stop him further. "Megumi!"

The other guy quickly caught his friend, who spat out a string of curses, his lips bloodied from the punch.

"Fuck. Off." Megumi glowered at them, and they finally got the message, scurrying away in hurry. The moment they did, he faced you again and you finally let out a sob, throwing yourself into him. His body was warm, his heart pounding hard— yet it meant reassurance for you.

"Are you okay...?" his voice was noticeably softer as he wrapped his arms around you and returned the hug. "Did they touch you—?"

Megumi froze when he felt his chest dampen with your tears and heard your sniffles, your figure shaking like a leaf in his embrace. A wave of guilt washed over him, realizing how scared you must have been. Instinctively, he held you tighter.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry," he muttered, his breath warm against your ear. It was as if there was an invincible knife that twisted his chest when it dawned on him what you just got into. "I'm here now, okay? You're safe now."

If it weren’t for his harsh words earlier, you wouldn’t have run off. He kept shushing you, his own heart breaking at the turn of events.

And when you nodded against him, he knew he had to make it up to you somehow.

Later, Megumi tended to your minor injury while crouching down before you, as you sat on a bench near the convenience store where he had picked up the first aid kit.

Your eyes were swollen, your outfit was dirtied, but you ignored the curious looks from passersby. Still shaken, you kept your gaze fixed on your lap.

You recoiled when the disinfectant touched your torn skin, tears welling up again in your eyes. "Ow..."

"It'll hurt just a bit," Megumi looked up at you worriedly, seeing you struggling to hold back tears. He gently blew air on your wound. "It’ll be over soon."

Megumi noticed how you were uncharacteristically quiet. Between the two of you, you were the chatty one and he was the silent listener. But now, you were completely silent, and he knew it was definitely not a good sign.

And so he thought it was a good time to finally explain himself. With a sigh, he began. "I... was on back-to-back missions since last week."

You glanced at him, both surprised and confused.

"I was so tired; that’s why I’ve been oversleeping lately. Sorry for not meeting you on time." Megumi applied the ointment to your knees, and you stiffened from the sting. He blew air on them again to ease the discomfort.

"You never told me," you pointed out.

"Yeah, uh, sorry..." he winced. "It's so... lame. I got so exhausted for a week straight whereas Itadori bounces back so easily. Stupid, I know."

"You... didn't tell me because you don't want to look uncool?"

As soon as you worded it that way, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Megumi remained silent, looking down, and you knew that his silence was a definite yes.

Totally stupid. But exactly how Fushiguro Megumi was always wired. A part of you was exasperated, but also forgave him for it.

When he met your gaze again, he finally saw the light returning to your eyes. It was a relief to him, so he let out a small sigh and put on a strained smile.

"How did you find me anyway?" you asked quietly.

"You didn't pick up my calls. I was worried. And then I ran around until I heard your voice." His eyes narrowed into a frown. "Did they do anything to you?"

You shook your head, and Megumi let out the breath he had been holding, gripping your right hand in his. "I’m glad."

You brushed away the trace of tears on your cheeks as he finished applying band-aids to your knees, awkwardly fiddling with your fingers.

"Sorry for being annoying," you mumbled softly, not meeting his eyes, feeling yourself so small all of a sudden. "Will totally happen again though."

"You..." Megumi rose from the ground, raising an eyebrow. Unintentionally, he cracked a smile at your daring remark. "Just... don’t run off again, dummy. Do it where I can see you."

He ruffled your hair gently, then intertwined your fingers with his. "And sorry... for getting mad at you too."

Your cheeks felt warm, so you looked away, puckering your lips together. "...I'm hurt. You have to make it up to me."

He hummed, the beginnings of a smile on his face. "Let's go have that shaved ice you’ve been craving then."

“Huh? But you don’t like them?”

“You like those sugary dump, don’t you?”

Hand-in-hand, both of you traversed the Shibuya shopping district together. Your eyes were still puffy, but you were smiling and talking his ears off again just like you always did.

“I told those pricks my boyfriend will definitely kick their asses,” you giggled to yourself, swinging your intertwined hand joyfully. “And you really did~”

“What are you talking about…?”

And yet, Megumi thought... he liked you the best this way.

Getting in Trouble

Characters: Gojo x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 963

Trigger Warnings: bruising, cuts

“What are you doing here?” I said a bit shocked to see Satoru there.

“I’m here as Megumi’s dad, obviously” He smirked. 

“You’re not my dad” Megumi swiftly replied. 

“Shut up kid”

“Don’t talk to him like that,” I took a deep breath, “I meant, I thought you would be on a mission this whole week?”

“You underestimate my abilities, sweetheart?” he replied cheekily. 

“It’s only been three days, you mustn’t make haste with these sorts of things, you could hurt yourself”

“Why are you talking like that” he made a face

“Sorry, I came from your mother's” I explained as I sat down next to Megumi ready to inspect him for any damage.

“Ah, how was it? More baby talk?” he rolled his eyes as he began texting on his phone. 

“We’ll talk about that later” I glared at him. I turned to look at Megumi.

“Does anything hurt?” I asked. He looked down, but silently exposed his cut and bruising knuckles. 

“They haven’t given you anything for this?” I asked a bit angrily, and he silently shook his head, still avoiding looking at me. 

I sighed, “Gojo go ask for an ice pack”

He slumped back in his chair lazily, “Ugh, do I have to? It doesn’t even hurt that much right Megumi?,” he whined. 

“Now” I said more sternly. He let out a dramatic sigh but got up nonetheless. I looked through my bag and pulled out an alcohol wipe to clean his hand. 

He hissed at the touch trying to pull away, “None of that young man, I’m very upset with you” 

“I’m sorry,” he apologized gently, still refusing to meet my gaze. 

I sighed deeply, gently wiping his hand with the wipe, “we don’t solve issues with violence Megumi”

“You hit Gojo”

“That's different, he’s my husband. If you decide to get a husband you can hit him too” I said sternly, “Look at me” 

He very slowly lifts his head and I see his bruised eye. I take a deep breath and Satoru returns with the ice packs and sits beside Megumi. He gives him an ice pack for his hand and helps him put the ice pack on his face. Before I can speak, the principal comes in.

“Afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Gojo,”

“Afternoon, I apologize we are meeting each other under these circumstances”

“Yes, I as well. While Megumi is an excellent student, he struggles to get along with his classmates. While he has never exhibited violent behavior before at our school, I dug a little deeper and noticed this seemed to be a trend at his previous schools. And due to this, we have decided to suspend him for a week”

“You’re not even going to investigate what or how it happened,” I said a bit angrily.  

“Due to his history, we can’t guarantee this won’t happen again, and we can’t have this become the usual. He must know serious punishment comes from our end”

“Megumi, did you hit him first?” Gojo spoke up. He slowly shook his head.

“Had anyone even asked him? If he says he didn’t do it, he didn’t do it. He simply defended himself from a bully. One thing my boy is not is a lair. Don’t you dare insinuate otherwise.”

“I apologize ma’am but I have already-”

“I don’t care. Do you have any idea how much money my husband and I donate to this district? I’m sure the superintendent wouldn’t be happy to know how unjustly their biggest donators were treated”

“I apologize, ma’am. We will launch an investigation immediately, I had no idea. You have my deepest apologies”

“I don’t need your apologies. Apologize to Megumi.”

She looked shocked and ashamed but bowed nonetheless. “My apologies Fushiguro, I hope you are alright, and we can put this behind us.”

“Thank you, I want to go home now”

“Of course Megumi,” “We’ll be taking our leave then, Satoru” I called for him

“Yes my dear” he said a bit cheekily. 

“Please make sure our monthly donation is withheld until the investigation is completed.”

“Of course my dear” he replied obediently. 

“You have a nice rest of your day ma’am and I hope to hear good news the next time I hear from you”

“Of course ma’am”

“Let's go boys” I let Megumi lead us out and Satoru followed behind me with his hand on the small of my back. 

He leaned in to whisper, “That was so hot sweetheart, I love you” and he gave me a quick peck on my cheek. Still, after so many years together, he knows exactly how to make me blush.

“Stop it,” I said, a bit flustered, and a weak smack to his chest. He just chuckled as we made our way to the parking lot to my SUV.

“How did you get here so quickly?” I asked

“How do you think” he raised an eyebrow as he opened Megumi’s door. 

“You shouldn’t be traveling such long distances like that”

“I love it when you worry, but I’m fine. Honestly, it’s an insult how little faith you have in my abilities,” he said as he moved to open my door.

I sighed but accepted his gesture. We drove in silence for a while before I asked, “Did that boy actually hit you first?”

“Yes, I didn’t lie” 

“And you let him?” I asked a bit suspiciously. He’s been training with Gojo more often and from what I had heard he was improving rapidly for someone his age. 

“Gojo told me to let the punch come first from someone else before I got myself in trouble again.”

I looked at Satoru with a glare, and he smiled at me sheepishly. 

I took a deep breath before I spoke, “Good”

oh my god i neef him so bad

everyone in my inbox im not ignoring you just writers block

beware. megumi f.

megumi who's the silent kid in the back of your 4th period biology class and you only noticed him because hes wearing something like this.

megumi who's actually really good at drawing and makes unrealistic characters like this and gives them clothes he would probably have.

megumi who watches breaking bad, daria, mtv downtown, south park and his favorite movie is the outsiders and the hitman

megumi who only wears wired headphones and sometimes beats when it goes with his outfit. blasts deftones, the smiths, mcr and foo fighters.

megumi who has straight B-'s and is fine with it. he really doesnt know what he wants to be when he grows up and hasn't put any thought into it.

megumi who plays rosemary by deftones on his guitar religiously

megumi who gets nervous easily so it makes his palms all hot and sweaty.

megumi who ends up joining a band in his junior year of highschool, their only guitarist cus hes so good they don't even need another one.

megumi who ends up performing with them at a festival and start to get a little popular after that.

blondieeu xx

morning after ...

☆ yuji itadori x megumi fushiguro. ☆ two boys wake up together after an eventful night. ☆ contains slightly suggestive content.

— newborn sunlight bled through the half-drawn curtains of megumi's dormitory, the golden glow bouncing off the shouji doors and casting the sleeping boys in a geometric mess of shadow and brightness.

both boys were still sound asleep— yuji's face tucked snugly into the crook of megumi's neck and his arms loosely around his torso. similarly, megumi's arms enveloped yuji's marginally smaller body; one arm slung across his side and the other wrapped around his shoulders.

it was only when yuji stirred did he awaken— much to his displeasure. he groaned sleepily and squinted at the sunlight, rubbing the tiredness from his eyes. he huffed and turned his head away from the window, nuzzling back against megumi's body.

"'gumi," he murmured hoarsely after multiple failed attempts to go back to sleep. "wake up."

megumi mumbled something incoherent, his eyelids fluttering as yuji's voice echoed in his ears. he weakly batted a hand as he was shaken lightly, before bleakly opening his dim eyes.

"'s morning already?" he questioned softly, his words blending together through a yawn.

yuji caught the same yawn, nodding his head.

"yeah.. 's early though. don't think anyone else is awake," he murmured back.

"good," megumi replied, adjusting his hold on his partner and pulling him closer against his body.

yuji exhaled a quiet groan at the sudden movement, feeling the aches in his body flare. megumi paused his possessive cuddling and fully opened his eyes, taking note of his boyfriend's uncomfortable expression.

"what's wrong?" he questioned. "you sore?"

yuji blushed in embarrassment, quickly hiding his face in the crook of megumi's shoulder.

"i'll take that as a yes," the older boy exhaled a laugh, running his fingers up and down the other's arm in an affectionate manner. "told you, you should've been less rough."

"i was drunk," yuji whined indignantly. "it's not my fault."

megumi scoffed. "yeah, yeah, whatever you say. just take it easy today," he mumbled, kissing yuji's crown once he received an affirmative hum.

"love you."

"love you too."

copyright tazumii 2024. do not repost!

Megumi Fushiguro saying he’s 100% a dog person is the biggest lie i’ve ever seen.

does anyone know why jjk seems to have this whole ocean theme going on?? i’m on my second watch and i still can’t seem to figure it out :/

(no, i don’t read the manga)

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞

➪ 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐭. 𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢

warnings: brief, nondescriptive mention of throwing up

a/n: the end feels a little rushed but i've had in this in my drafts forever

A chest-rattling cough left you, one harsh enough that you collapsed backward onto your bed. You were supposed to be doing homework, but you’d had a virtually unshakeable cold, and it was making everything that much more difficult. 

Between classes, exorcizing curses, and extra work, you’d hardly had the time to recover and it had long since begun to take its toll. The buzzing of your phone broke you from your thoughts and you dug it out of your pocket with a pitiful sniffle. 

You weren’t surprised to see the text from your boyfriend, Megumi, especially since you’d been holed up in your room since classes had gotten out hours ago. His text, though short, radiated concern. 

‘Hey, is everything okay w you? You’ve been locking yourself in your room for the last few days… im getting worried.’

Ordinarily, his attention to you would make you swoon, but making him worry was the opposite of what you wanted. What you actually wanted was for your cold to go away quietly without anyone noticing. 

You were busy, but you couldn’t imagine that it compared to what Megumi faced, and you hated the idea of adding another thing to his plate when it was such a minuscule matter.

You quickly typed back a lame excuse about homework and how busy you were before tossing your phone to the other side of the bed. As you curled up with a soft wheeze, you rolled your eyes at the notion of studying. 

At this rate, nothing was getting done until tomorrow, most likely. You let your eyes close, hoping that when you awoke, you’d be feeling better. 

+

You shot up, wide awake before you could even process the act of waking up. Soft knocking cut through your daze, and you blinked, confused for a new reason. “Yn? Can I come in?” Megumi. Shaking your head to further orient yourself, you responded. “Come in!” 

As the door instantly realized that shaking your head had only made you more dizzy, but you didn’t have time to dwell on that now that your lover was already walking up to you. 

“Yn? I brought you some snacks and stuff… you’ve been really busy and I don’t remember you getting dinner,” Megumi murmured, holding out an adorable basket of fruits, crackers, a blanket, and face masks. 

You momentarily forgot your illness and quickly stood up to throw your arms around the ravenette’s neck. “You’re too sweet, love, I really appreciate it,” You grinned, leaning into him. Without even seeing his face, you knew that his cheeks were tinted pink as he held you close, but it only made him more endearing.

“It’s nothing,” he smiled, pulling away, “what are you working on?” You accepted the basket and turned to gesture to your (forgotten) work when it hit you. 

A wave of nausea washed over you, causing your head to spin and your stomach to churn. “Yn? Are you-” Before Megumi could even finish, you were stumbling over to your trashcan, bile rising quickly in your throat. 

You hardly made it in time, dropping to your knees just as you began to heave. Footsteps echoed behind you and then hands were holding back your hair and rubbing your back. 

“Shit, you’re okay, just breathe, love,” Megumi whispered, fear seeping into his voice. After what felt like an eternity the ordeal was over and you slumped backward into your boyfriend’s waiting arms. He tucked you into his chest and gently wiped your face with a tissue.

“Hey, hey, eyes on me, yeah?” He soothed, caressing your cheek, but his face turned stricken. “You’re burning up… have you been sick?” 

You averted your gaze, shame burning through you at not only throwing up in front of Megumi but also how quickly he saw right through you. “Just a little under the weather,” You mumbled, “I’m sorry you had to see that,” You added quietly.

Megumi scoffed, but not unkindly. “You should’ve told me, love. Have you taken anything? Well, I guess you haven’t since you haven’t even eaten,” He answered himself, looking right through you. “How long have you been feeling like this?” He asked suspiciously. 

You hesitated, but his eyes narrowed and you knew that there was no point in lying. “About a week,” You revealed. “That long-! Yn, why didn’t you say anything?” Megumi rushed, conflicted about what to do. 

“It’s just… everyone’s busy and has stuff to worry about, y’know? I didn’t want to add another thing to your plate. It really isn’t that big of a deal, I promise,” You insisted. 

“‘Not a big deal’?” Megumi echoed, frowning deeply, “Yn, you just threw up after being sick for a week. You don’t have to hide this stuff, especially not from me, okay? I don’t want you to be suffering all by yourself.” 

Not giving you a chance to make another excuse, he easily moved you to your bed and carefully laid you down. Guilt began to sit in your stomach like a pit as you watched Megumi mutter under his breath, no doubt creating a plan to help you.

“I don’t want to lecture you, especially not when you’re feeling like this, but… I don’t want you to think for a second that you’re just ‘another thing on my plate’,” Megumi started, lithe fingers caressing your cheek, “you’re my priority, always, I want to help you as much as I possibly can because I truly care about you, more than you can possibly understand,” He finished, leaning closer to you. 

You felt your cheeks warm and you nodded in understanding. “Sorry for disappearing on you,” You murmured. Still, Megumi looked somewhat relieved as he brushed a cool hand across your forehead. 

“I’m just glad I know now… stay put, I’m going to grab a couple things,” He mumbled, already heading toward the door. As much as you felt slightly guilty to derail his day, you couldn’t deny that it was nice to have him take care of you. 

A couple of minutes passed, and you felt your eyelids begin to grow heavy and you were losing the battle against sleep. 

Just when you were about to truly give in to your exhaustion, a damp, cool towel was placed on your forehead. Your eyes blinked open, meeting familiar ones. “Feel good?” He questioned quietly. You nodded, lost in a deep yawn. 

“I brought some medicine for you to take, and then you can get some rest, okay?” Megumi decided, opening a small pill bottle. You sighed but relented and accepted the large-ish capsule and the glass of juice with a small ‘thanks’.

You quickly downed them both, but you couldn’t stop yourself from making a face at the gross aftertaste, to which Megumi let out a quiet laugh. “Not too much,” You huffed, but pulled him by the arm, contradicting your words. 

“Want me to stay while you rest?” He asked, sitting beside you on the bed. A resounding ‘yes’ rested on the tip of your tongue, but you didn’t want to essentially trap him here, especially if he had other tasks to attend to. 

“I don’t mind, I’m kind of tired myself,” He added reassuringly. You pursed your lips, but when the back of his hand carefully caressed your cheek, the rest of your resolve crumbled. “If you insist,” You grinned.

The ravenette rolled his eyes, but joined you beneath the covers, nonetheless. For a few seconds, the two of you maneuvered around until you were comfortably tucked away in his chest. 

Megumi’s lips pressed against your forehead for a long moment and he held you closer to himself. “You’re important to me, okay? I want to be the first person you come to when things happen,” He whispered. 

You finally felt yourself truly relax now that you were right where you belonged. You managed a whispered ‘I love you’ before you succumbed to your exhaustion.

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𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞

➪ 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐭. 𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢

warnings: brief, nondescriptive mention of throwing up

a/n: the end feels a little rushed but i've had in this in my drafts forever

A chest-rattling cough left you, one harsh enough that you collapsed backward onto your bed. You were supposed to be doing homework, but you’d had a virtually unshakeable cold, and it was making everything that much more difficult. 

Between classes, exorcizing curses, and extra work, you’d hardly had the time to recover and it had long since begun to take its toll. The buzzing of your phone broke you from your thoughts and you dug it out of your pocket with a pitiful sniffle. 

You weren’t surprised to see the text from your boyfriend, Megumi, especially since you’d been holed up in your room since classes had gotten out hours ago. His text, though short, radiated concern. 

‘Hey, is everything okay w you? You’ve been locking yourself in your room for the last few days… im getting worried.’

Ordinarily, his attention to you would make you swoon, but making him worry was the opposite of what you wanted. What you actually wanted was for your cold to go away quietly without anyone noticing. 

You were busy, but you couldn’t imagine that it compared to what Megumi faced, and you hated the idea of adding another thing to his plate when it was such a minuscule matter.

You quickly typed back a lame excuse about homework and how busy you were before tossing your phone to the other side of the bed. As you curled up with a soft wheeze, you rolled your eyes at the notion of studying. 

At this rate, nothing was getting done until tomorrow, most likely. You let your eyes close, hoping that when you awoke, you’d be feeling better. 

+

You shot up, wide awake before you could even process the act of waking up. Soft knocking cut through your daze, and you blinked, confused for a new reason. “Yn? Can I come in?” Megumi. Shaking your head to further orient yourself, you responded. “Come in!” 

As the door instantly realized that shaking your head had only made you more dizzy, but you didn’t have time to dwell on that now that your lover was already walking up to you. 

“Yn? I brought you some snacks and stuff… you’ve been really busy and I don’t remember you getting dinner,” Megumi murmured, holding out an adorable basket of fruits, crackers, a blanket, and face masks. 

You momentarily forgot your illness and quickly stood up to throw your arms around the ravenette’s neck. “You’re too sweet, love, I really appreciate it,” You grinned, leaning into him. Without even seeing his face, you knew that his cheeks were tinted pink as he held you close, but it only made him more endearing.

“It’s nothing,” he smiled, pulling away, “what are you working on?” You accepted the basket and turned to gesture to your (forgotten) work when it hit you. 

A wave of nausea washed over you, causing your head to spin and your stomach to churn. “Yn? Are you-” Before Megumi could even finish, you were stumbling over to your trashcan, bile rising quickly in your throat. 

You hardly made it in time, dropping to your knees just as you began to heave. Footsteps echoed behind you and then hands were holding back your hair and rubbing your back. 

“Shit, you’re okay, just breathe, love,” Megumi whispered, fear seeping into his voice. After what felt like an eternity the ordeal was over and you slumped backward into your boyfriend’s waiting arms. He tucked you into his chest and gently wiped your face with a tissue.

“Hey, hey, eyes on me, yeah?” He soothed, caressing your cheek, but his face turned stricken. “You’re burning up… have you been sick?” 

You averted your gaze, shame burning through you at not only throwing up in front of Megumi but also how quickly he saw right through you. “Just a little under the weather,” You mumbled, “I’m sorry you had to see that,” You added quietly.

Megumi scoffed, but not unkindly. “You should’ve told me, love. Have you taken anything? Well, I guess you haven’t since you haven’t even eaten,” He answered himself, looking right through you. “How long have you been feeling like this?” He asked suspiciously. 

You hesitated, but his eyes narrowed and you knew that there was no point in lying. “About a week,” You revealed. “That long-! Yn, why didn’t you say anything?” Megumi rushed, conflicted about what to do. 

“It’s just… everyone’s busy and has stuff to worry about, y’know? I didn’t want to add another thing to your plate. It really isn’t that big of a deal, I promise,” You insisted. 

“‘Not a big deal’?” Megumi echoed, frowning deeply, “Yn, you just threw up after being sick for a week. You don’t have to hide this stuff, especially not from me, okay? I don’t want you to be suffering all by yourself.” 

Not giving you a chance to make another excuse, he easily moved you to your bed and carefully laid you down. Guilt began to sit in your stomach like a pit as you watched Megumi mutter under his breath, no doubt creating a plan to help you.

“I don’t want to lecture you, especially not when you’re feeling like this, but… I don’t want you to think for a second that you’re just ‘another thing on my plate’,” Megumi started, lithe fingers caressing your cheek, “you’re my priority, always, I want to help you as much as I possibly can because I truly care about you, more than you can possibly understand,” He finished, leaning closer to you. 

You felt your cheeks warm and you nodded in understanding. “Sorry for disappearing on you,” You murmured. Still, Megumi looked somewhat relieved as he brushed a cool hand across your forehead. 

“I’m just glad I know now… stay put, I’m going to grab a couple things,” He mumbled, already heading toward the door. As much as you felt slightly guilty to derail his day, you couldn’t deny that it was nice to have him take care of you. 

A couple of minutes passed, and you felt your eyelids begin to grow heavy and you were losing the battle against sleep. 

Just when you were about to truly give in to your exhaustion, a damp, cool towel was placed on your forehead. Your eyes blinked open, meeting familiar ones. “Feel good?” He questioned quietly. You nodded, lost in a deep yawn. 

“I brought some medicine for you to take, and then you can get some rest, okay?” Megumi decided, opening a small pill bottle. You sighed but relented and accepted the large-ish capsule and the glass of juice with a small ‘thanks’.

You quickly downed them both, but you couldn’t stop yourself from making a face at the gross aftertaste, to which Megumi let out a quiet laugh. “Not too much,” You huffed, but pulled him by the arm, contradicting your words. 

“Want me to stay while you rest?” He asked, sitting beside you on the bed. A resounding ‘yes’ rested on the tip of your tongue, but you didn’t want to essentially trap him here, especially if he had other tasks to attend to. 

“I don’t mind, I’m kind of tired myself,” He added reassuringly. You pursed your lips, but when the back of his hand carefully caressed your cheek, the rest of your resolve crumbled. “If you insist,” You grinned.

The ravenette rolled his eyes, but joined you beneath the covers, nonetheless. For a few seconds, the two of you maneuvered around until you were comfortably tucked away in his chest. 

Megumi’s lips pressed against your forehead for a long moment and he held you closer to himself. “You’re important to me, okay? I want to be the first person you come to when things happen,” He whispered. 

You finally felt yourself truly relax now that you were right where you belonged. You managed a whispered ‘I love you’ before you succumbed to your exhaustion.

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guys what happened to megumi why is he a child on the tl.

i’m stealing them

ᡣ𐭩 THAT A WOMAN LIKE THAT WAS REALLY INTO ME ᡣ𐭩

[•~LONER!MEGUMI X POPULARGIRL!READER FLUFF~•]ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

[•~synopsis: turns out working with the pretty loner boy isn't that bad~•]ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

"sorry y/n, we can only work in groups of 2. and me and nobara kinda already decided we were gonna work together..." yuji explains, nervously fiddling with his jacket zipper. you sigh loudly, obviously disappointed your two best friends were paired up together. "it's fine... I'll work with someone else..." you say, looking around the room.

it wasn't like you didn't have any friends, quite the opposite actually. you maintained decent friendships with mostly everybody in the classroom, casually saying hi to them occasionally or making small talk. but the one thing you realized was that everybody already had their own partners. everyone had their own groups and cliches. and for first time since forever, you felt like loner kid.

you were very well known at the school, everybody knew who you were. positively and negatively everyone knew you. and most of the students loved you. you were really kind and sweet and didn't mind standing up for some. but that didn't mean you knew everybody.

as you search the classroom for a partner you notice one person who wasn't in a group, -megumi fushiguro. you felt a rush of adrenaline through your veins. for starters, it was hard to talk to megumi, heck you didn't even know he could talk. he never really spoke to anybody at the school, and he usually kept to himself. so it was hard for you to introduce yourself to him, since you couldn't tell how he'd respond.

you nervously walk over to him, which was odd for you. usually you were a social expert. you never had anxiety talking to anyone, but something about megumi made you so nervous and scared. you sit right next to him, he looks over at you,somewhat confused. you clear your throat before speaking, "hey I'm Y/N, and I don't have a partner so I was wondering if you wanted to be partners with me?" you ask nervously. you probably stuttered about 12 times in that whole sentence.

the strong scent of his cologne traps your nose as he turns to face you fully, he responds with a "sure.." his voice was deep and quiet, this was probably the first time you've ever heard him speak to you before. you smile warmly at him and pull your phone out "great! so can I get your number so we can talk about it?" you ask, voice smooth and sweet.

you and megumi both agreed to meet up at a local coffee shop to start the project, you were so excited. you weren't too sure why either, but you wanted to make sure you looked your best for him. so you made sure to put on the best outfit you had, and perfect your makeup. you walk into the coffee shop, and you notice megumi in a booth in a corner.

you join him, humming a warm "hey!!" he responds with a small quiet 'hi' and you two begin to work. you noticed megumi wasn't wearing his usual black hoodie, no instead he had on a black shirt with some grey sweats. you wouldn't deny that he looked really good in them. but you had to focus right now.

as you two began to work, researching topics and facts you guys began to talk. usually you would start the conversations but you didn't mind. you found out so much about him. he seemed to be a basic guy, but he was far from it. megumi was actually really smart and funny. making you laugh a couple times. he loved anime and sports.

megumi wasn't so quick to open up to strangers though. usually he would shut them down quickly, responding to any of their questions with limited words. but you, it was different. ever since you sat next to him yesterday, you were the only one in his mind. he couldn't eat sleep or do anything without thinking about you. you were the only person he really wanted to talk to.

but megumi wasn't the only who was heads over heel, you simply couldn't function without thinking about him. ever since that project, megumi was all that you could think about. and everybody could notice.

"y/n? hellooo...?" nobara calls out, waving a hand in front of your face, you quickly snap out of your daydream. "huh?? oh sorry what was going on??" you reply frantically. yuji laughs and Nobara sighs loudly. "gosh, y/n what's gotten into you lately??" she asks "you're always so spaced out it's kinda weird " yuji adds. your cheeks turn rosy pink and you look away shyly. "w-what do ya mean? I've been normal!' you exclaim, although your lie was far from convincing.

yuji giggles and whispers loudly into nobara's ear, loud enough where you could hear though. "bet it's that fushiguro kid!" he snickers. nobara laughs at his comment. you scoff "it's not him!!" you defend, your face now tomato red. "ohh sure... like you two weren't flirting with your eyes yesterday in science..." nobara replies sarcastically. "oh megumi! you're so handsome!! my honey bunny bear!!!" yuji mocks, pretending to be you. nobara adds on to the gag by replying in an obviously fake deep voice "I love you to sugar plum cupcake princess, mwah mwah mwah!!" she chuckles

yuji and nobara burst out laughing after a moment of staring at each other. you cover your face with your hands, completely done with their bullshit. it wasnt like you and megumi were a thing!? you guys were just friends and that's it. but a part of you wishes you were so much more. so much more than simple friends. wishing that instead of daydreaming about going on cute dates with him, holding his rough yet soft hands, and kissing those pink lips they could all just come to life...

and just as you thought this day could not get any worse, megumi approaches your table. you completely forgot you also had the same lunch period with him. you nervously look back up at him, he himself was a cherry red too. he definitely heard nobara and yuji's dumb comments. "hey y/n... can we talk in private?" he mumbles, hands fiddling with each other.

yuji and nobara share shocked looks with each other, jaws completely dropped. "um.. sure" you say warmly, your eyes twinkling at the sight of him, a rush of adrenaline overtaking you. you begin to get up from your seat to go follow megumi, so he could privately chat with you, but as you start to follow megumi nobara calls out loudly, "use protection guys!!!"

you take a deep breath, you were so going to slap the shit out of both of them when you were done. you and megumi stand out in the hallway, both extremely nervously. megumi loudly clears his throat before beginning his sentence, " y/n..." he mumbles

"yes megumi?..." you mutter. then suddenly megumi holds both of your hands together , his soft yet rough palms holding onto both of your dainty fingers. he looks right into your eyes, you could tell what he was about to say took him so much courage to say. both of your hearts raced, frantically beating. "y/n... I love you. I can't hide it anymore. ever since we've met, you've always been so special to me. something was so attractive about you I couldn't get enough of it. you're the prettiest kindest and the most caring girl I've ever met before... so please may I be yours?" megumi says, now really close to you, breath hitting the side of your neck.

the sight in front of you was so precious and appalling. and it all hit you so quickly. no way the quiet megumi fushiguro, the same guy who couldn't even mumble a single word in class just confessed his love for you. you were so taken back, your heart melting at his words. you grin warmly "of course-" you squeal, leaning in to giving him a kiss, only for him to do the same. his arms snaking around your waist swiftly, your arms racings around his neck. the whole scene seemed to play out just like a romance anime. it was like the world paused right there for the two of you.

"TOLD YA!!!" yuji squeals "give me my money now bitch" yuji demands, a cunning grin washing all over his face. nobara sighs "fine!" she scoffs handing the money over to yuji.