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romantichomicide95 · 6 months

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megumi fushiguro 𓈒 𓈒 𓈒

random boyfriend headcanons i can’t get out my head

⋆ megumi is the type of boyfriend to like nudge you with his nose/head all the time. it’s not uncommon to find him leaning in, pressing his nose against your cheek when he wants attention…or lightly bumping his forehead against yours when he wants to go say i love you. even during sex, when he’s on top and you’re being way quieter than usual, he’ll affectionately nudge the side of your neck or when he’s in between your legs he’ll nudge the inside of your thigh…both of which are silent pleas of “babe does this feel good?”

⋆ megumi is the type of boyfriend that when your out walking in the city or in the park or anywhere really he pulls you closer to him by your belt loops or the sleeve of your jacket. it’s his way of showing an underlying protectiveness, but also that he needs you near him. he can’t let you wander to far away. it shows you he is always yearning to have you right by his side.

⋆ megumi is the type of boyfriend that always squeezes your hand when you’re anxious or scared. whether it be walking through the bustling crowds of tokyo, or coming up against a powerful curse…he can feel the anxiety dripping off of you. he doesn’t always know what to say, he thinks he’s terrible at comforting you, but that silent gesture, his fingers interlacing with yours and that small little squeeze of your hand…it’s enough to ground you.

⋆ megumi is the type of boyfriend that grumbles about cuddling but whenever you’re laying watching tv/movies if you veer to far away he pulls you back closer to him. it’s not like you mean to inch away, you just know he values his personal space. but not when it comes to you.

also does this when you’re sleeping. he’s always holding you when you fall asleep, your back pressed up against his chest. his body completely enveloping you in this sense of warmth that just naturally radiates off him. but if you accidentally move out of his grasp it’s like he can sense it, he’ll be dead asleep and he can just tell. so he opens his eyes, pulls you back into him and wraps you up again…otherwise he won’t be able to go back to sleep.

⋆ megumi is the type of boyfriend who comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around your midsection and resting his chin on your shoulder. he’s the type that does so many silent gestures. he’s just not a very verbally affectionate boy, he’d rather show you anyway, in his eyes it just means so much more…it’s his way of saying i’m here, i’m with you and i love you.

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emmyrosee · 4 months

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gn but make it ✨lipgloss✨

Your lipgloss smells like dessert.

There’s a certain sweetness to the formula that makes the product smell like cake, with a hint of lemon sugar and frosting, and it makes you want to lick your lips often from the way it smells under your nose.

You find yourself often licking the product clean from your pout, only to apply more a few minutes later while you subconsciously lap up the shine tinting your lips.

Getting ready to go out now, you still find yourself snacking on the lipgloss

“I like that shade,” Megumi says, running a palm through his hair. “Compliments your undertone.”

You snort, “thanks Romeo.” You cap the lipgloss off and find yourself soon there after licking your lips, you hum and open it again and move to apply some more. “Who’s teaching you about undertones? Who’s telling you these things?”

He rolls his eyes, “I pay attention when you talk, you know. I don’t tune you out.”

“Fair,” you giggle. You find yourself licking your lips again, and he quirks a brow.

“You hungry or something?”

“No, it’s just…” You extend the tube out to him, starting to twist off the cap, “here, smell my lipgloss,” You say, furrowing your brows.

There’s not a god watching over you that could’ve prepared you for Megumi to lean down so close to your face, and take a whiff in.

He leans down to sniff your lips.

Your cut off by the action of the Fushiguro Megumi leaning down to sniff the plushness of your lips, the heat of his face bouncing back to yours, before pulling back with a shrug, “smells like lemon loaf.”

“…”

“What?” He asks.

“You just. Like. Sniffed my lips?” You begin, not able to fight the smirk off your face. “Like. No hesitation? No thought?”

“You told me to smell your lipgloss,” he defends, but he does smile softly at his own actions. “I was just being an obedient boyfriend.”

This causes you to laugh at his continued nonchalance, wrapping your arms around him and burying your face in his chest, “you’re stupid.”

“You’re stupid,” he says back, wrapping his own arms around you. You squeeze him softly before looking back up at him, only ducking away when he makes a move to playfully pinch your lip. “It is a pretty gloss though.”

“Yeah,” you agree. Then, you grin and wiggle your eyebrows, “wanna taste it?”

“You’re feral,” he sighs, but when you pucker your lips out to kiss, he leans down and gives you one happily, a large hand coming up to gently grip your chin and hold you steady. The act has you mewling softly against him, arms tossing around his neck.

When he moves to pull away, you trail the kisses down his chin and neck, leaving sheen kiss marks in your wake. You hear him hum, “does taste like lemon loaf.”

“RIGHT?!”

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tamakigf · 6 months

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apple cider

epilogue

pairing: megumi x gn!reader

warnings: none…

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ofc yuji still wants you

also matching pfps w/ megumi :3

so excited for choso tmr :3

working on a silly little bonus chapter rn

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kissagii · 6 months

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first love with megumi is soft, curious, and quiet

cw: gender neutral reader, 730 words, it's just pure fluff :)

As day turned slowly into night, the sky looked as if someone had taken a paintbrush to it, streaking it in hues of orange and pink and purple, the last golden rays of light streaking across your face from between autumn leaves. Every inch of the little clearing was bathed in warm hues so unlike the chill seeping into the air, silent and serene save for… footsteps?

“Oh, you’re here,” Megumi said – not in an accusatory way, more like surprise, or perhaps something even softer. Something fitting for the way his heart stopped for just a moment when he saw you sitting so calmly in the sunset.

He sat down next to you, every thought dedicated to steadying his breathing, silent until you spoke. “The sunset’s always beautiful this time of year, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, it is,” Megumi breathed, the rest of his sentence unspoken. As beautiful as you. Though that wouldn’t do you justice, would it? No, you were more than the sunset, beautiful every hour of every day, in any season. He scratched nervously at his fingers, staying focused on the sky’s changing hues, anything to keep his mind from becoming a smitten disaster in your presence. But it was too late for that.

“Are you alright, Megumi? You seem nervous.” He didn’t have to look at you to know how you looked at him – with that sweet smile and genuine eyes.

He bent the truth into a lie – “More or less. Just a bit preoccupied.”

“Oh, I see, you came here to clear your mind. Don’t mind me then, it’s like I’m not here.”

How could it ever be as if you were not there? When the very reason his thoughts were scrambled into incoherence sat right next to him, how could he ignore the rapid beating of his heart as it fluttered in his chest?

An eternity passed – or perhaps just a few moments – as sunset turned to dusk and two sets of eyes stared unwaveringly into the sky.

“Have you ever been in love?” Megumi asked at last, regret seeping into him the moment the words left his mouth. What kind of question was that? How could he be so foolish?

“I don’t really know,” You said, your tone of voice sending waves of relief over him, “I might be now, but it’s hard to say. Why do you ask?”

Megumi thought of the plethora of ways he could respond: he could confess, or he could avoid the topic entirely; he could ask who you were referring to, or he could simply hope it was him that captured your attention; he could even say nothing at all, waiting in silence until by some stroke of fortune you understood that which was left unsaid.

“I think I might be too. But I don’t know, and it’s all so… confusing,” he said at last, leaning ever so slightly toward you, a few millimeters that, to him, made a world of difference.

You breathed once. Twice. Three times. Megumi’s chest was tense as he waited for a reply, any reply, so long as it would break the silence.

“Then how about we explore these feelings together?” Your hand brushed gently against his, and in that moment every thought in his mind splintered apart and reformed into something so familiar yet entirely new. Could it be Love, this feeling? No, not yet, but perhaps it could be – like a rosebud that had yet to open, preparing to open into something bright and tender.

Megumi leaned his head against your shoulder, sighing, a gesture rife with words left unspoken yet clear as day. I don’t know what these feelings are between us, but I cherish them. I want to explore them with you. The gentle circles of your thumb against the back of his hand wiped away his worries and brought him back to the moment, back to the evening, the cool air and dimming lights and warmth of your companionship.

The evening grew darker, quieter, and more serene until at last you broke the soft comfort of silence. “We should head back… Gojo-sensei is probably looking for us.”

He knew he should leave, but he couldn’t bring himself to move away from you. “Let’s stay a bit longer.”

A bit longer, indeed – minutes uncounted that passed in tender silence until at last an insistent voice made the inevitable summons that broke the evening peace.

#imagine ⋆｡°✩#megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #fushiguro x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #megumi x gn reader #megumi x gn!reader #jjk x gn!reader #megumi x y/n #megumi x you

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midnight-pluto · 4 months

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SPOILED!MEGUMI — headcanons

megumi was raised by gojo, he’s bound to be spoiled one way or another

CHAR: megumi fushiguro, satoru gojo

PAIRING(S): megumi fushiguro x gn!reader (can be read as platonic)

A/N: this is a topic that isn’t discussed enough, so I’m writing it and potentially going to elaborate on some more later

i would like to start off by saying i do not intend to paint megumi in a negative light by saying he’s spoiled — but i do intend on putting him in a goofy one

to be honest, megumi isn't that self-aware as he seems

y'all seen that one episode that inspired this post where yuji and nobara freak out over the price of gojo's shirt and question whether it's with tax or not and megumi deadass asks if tax matters? yea interpret that as you will

there is a decent chance that he doesn’t necessarily understand the value of money very well, which probably has something to do with the Gojo effect™️

ngl he probably said ‘print more money’ once and got attacked for it so he never said it again

but he's also so lowkey about it too like you would have never guessed that this boy would be as materialistic as gojo is

like he wears the same shit gojo does that's really expensive quality but doesn't have the brand name plastered onto it since he finds it tacky so you'll just never know unless he exclusively tells you

he also does have a talent of knowing what is good quality and what isn't; he would do great for those cheap vs. expensive videos

can also spot knock-offs from a mile away but never says anything about it since he doesn't have enough in him to care about that kind of stuff

so the first time both of you — including yuji and nobara — hangout at the mall and when you ask what he plans on getting and he just replies with something along the lines of new shoes so just imagine the collective shock between you all when he makes a beeline towards prada

"My boots got ruined last mission so I plan on getting a new pair."

"Okay, what store are you gonna be in so we can find you later?"

"Prada."

"Bitch what the fuck did you just say."

you didn't know what hurt more, megumi not telling any of you about the fact that he was loaded or his absolute nonchalance about the situation

and due to the amount of shock all of you were in, you all followed megumi like little ducklings bcuz his casual nonchalance about it was concerning

he was slightly embarrassed but found it easier to just pretend the rest of you weren't there during his hunt for new boots

it was also quite nerve wracking for you all since yuji only buys things from walmart and though nobara has expensive taste, she knows how to budget while you stay away from all things worth more than rent out of fear of damaging anything and having to pay for it

so it was safe to assume that it looked liked a bunch of kindergarteners in a line following their chaperone during a school field trip — just a lot more quieter and careful which cannot be said for every outing much to megumi’s dismay

megumi didn't take that long before picking out a pair that he liked and began to pay for under three pairs of wide eyes due to the sole fact that he pulled out a black card in order to pay for it

"Don't worry, it's Gojo's."

that statement did not help the situation at all

it also caused the three of you to demand why he isn't spending that money on you all to which his reply is just a deadpan: 'you never asked.'

i feel like this also extends to his taste in food as well

like when you suggest to head to the food court in the mall since yuji was getting hungry; this man has the audacity to disaprove since he doesn't like the taste

now that reasoning isn't the problem, the problem is that he suggests to eat at some expensive ass place an hour away because he was craving it and it was one of the only places gojo introduced to him as a kid which he actually liked

though he was forced to toss the idea aside due to the fact that there was no way you all could split the bill that way and you all weren’t that patient enough to walk an hour all the way to a restaurant you couldn’t even afford

it’s not that megumi didn’t offer to pay, he did, nobara just didn’t like the feeling of having to owe someone

that is until Gojo stumbles across his students and decides to get them food at the same exact place megumi suggested

A/N: writing this made me hungry

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the-masked-ram · 9 months

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Suspended In Time- Megumi x GN!Reader

CW: reader is shorter than Megumi, gn!reader, fluff, little bit of dirty thoughts, kissing

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There was something special about being able to wake up to the smell of coffee and knowing you were in his apartment. Megumi would always wake up to this scent if he could. He would wake up to sheets still warm with your body heat and smelling of your shampoo. He would stay here in this day, in these next few hours, suspended in time, if it meant he could be safe with you away from curses and prying eyes and you would never leave.

He threw on a pair of sweats and walked his way out to the kitchen, following that rich, addictive smell of roasted beans. He stopped only because he had to take you in, standing on your tiptoes because he was ‘so damn tall’ as you said over and over. He put the sugar and the mugs far out of reach of your grasping hands.

He never told you he started using the higher shelves when he first caught you reaching further for something and got to admire that sliver of skin when your shirt rode up. That was the kind of thing Gojo would think of. That was a thought for a dirty mind. He smirked as he stepped up behind you, reminding himself that with you, his mind was always running in the gutter.

His fingers slid along that soft skin of your waist and stomach, feeling the warmth with a sigh as he reached up with ease and handed you the mugs.

“Megumi!” you yelped in surprise, spinning in his arms. “Why do you keep such necessary items so high? And where the hell is my stool?”

He shrugged, “I dunno.”

He rubbed his eye and yawned, pretending he was more tired than he was to get out of your questioning. He’d moved your stool just so today he could play the good guy, so today he could get you his mug after he felt you pressed up against him while the morning light was still creeping in.

Still, you looked at him with a suspicious frown and he shrugged again. Only then did you peck a gentle kiss against his lips, only lingering when his hands swept up your loose sleep shirt and the pads of his fingers dug into the flesh hiding your spine. He encouraged you to stay pressed to him just a bit longer because as soon as he had his coffee and whatever was for breakfast, he’d be out the door. You wouldn’t be here when he got back. He knew you’d come back this coming weekend, but he just wanted a moment longer. He wanted a second more to forget about being without you.

So, his tongue pressed against the roof of your mouth. It swept past your teeth in long, demanding motions. He would take everything he could before you forced him to step back. He would claim you in such an absolute way you would call him up within seconds of him leaving just to leave a whiny voicemail. He would make you need him just as badly as he needed you.

“You have to go soon,” you said breathlessly as you pulled away.

He groaned, “I know.”

He knew. --- @rougekithes @crowned-peony @arvandus

#megumi x gn!reader #megumi x reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #drabble #fluff

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bredstick · 7 months

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random park nights with megumi

any pronouns! (mainly masc and gn)

you both meet and the park, having a nightly routine. both of you exchange small glances, not really talking to eachother- it was comfortable silence, no words needed to be said.

until new years, when the fireworks were in the air, and both of your necks already sore by how long you both looked at it, mesmerized.

"happy new year... y/n."

he said softly, eyes gleaming with the reflection of the fireworks, slightly smiling at you.

the pang in your heart was all you needed to confirm that you're already smitten for this man.

maybe, just maybe, he loved you too.

#megumi x gn!reader #megumi x you #megumi x male reader #megumi fushiguro #megumi x reader #jjk megumi #jjk #jjk x gn!reader #jjk x male reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen

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gojogoblin · 2 years

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jjk boys’ favorite body part of yours [pt. I] 18+

part I featuring: megumi, yuta, toji

content: gender neutral!reader, some fluff, some light smut

read pt. II here | pt. III here

megumi | hands

Your hands were the first thing he noticed about you when you met. You'd lifted one to wave, then laughed and held it out as if to shake professionally. And though you'd only been joking, he'd taken your hand anyway, thumb curling around your hand. He couldn't help but think they fit perfectly together, as cliche as it sounded.

He'd never stopped watching your hands, either. He watched them as you learned to play his favorite video game, frantically thumbing the (wrong) button repeatedly. He'd stare at them as you studied, latching onto the way you kept one palm flat against the paper to keep it steady as you recorded neat notes with the other. By proxy, he adored your handwriting, evidenced by the way he'd pretended to have forgotten his phone when he asked for your number and instead handed over a post-it note. That note still lurked somewhere, probably in his bedside table's drawer.

So it was your hands now that he watched with his head buried between your legs, thighs pressed tightly to his ears. It didn't keep him from hearing your broken moans, the way your voice cracked when you cried out his name. That was nice, of course, god, it was nice, but his attention remained focused on the way your fingers curled around the sheets, an aggression satin easily forgave. He watched your knuckles whiten, watched your fingers pause, flex. Straighten out and immediately curl almost in time with his tongue. When he finished you off, gasping and arching off the bed, it was still your hands his eyes flickered to, gazing at them as they shook, as they wiped tears of pleasure and overstimulation from your cheeks. He only allowed himself to close his eyes when he felt your fingers slide through his hair, tugging him up gently for more.

And it was your hands - specifically your left one- that he stared at now, gently angling it back and forth with a gentle hold on your fingers as he admired the shine of the ring he'd promised you months ago.

yuta | collarbones

He'd met you over the holidays, when any exposed skin would be in immediate danger of frostbite. He didn't need much to fall for you, though, which he did almost instantly as you and your friends shared a spot near the lodge fireplace with his group. Tragically, he hadn't had much of an opportunity since then to see you again, so it was with elation that he called out your name on the first truly hot day of the spring season and with a suppressed gasp as you turned, wearing a scoop necked t-shirt that showed off prominent collarbones. Maybe you'd smiled, maybe you'd stared for a moment trying to figure out where you knew him from. He couldn't tell you, because he was entranced.

Now, he never stopped touching them. His favorite was to lay sprawled out on the couch with his legs spread, making room for you to sit between them and lay against his chest. Even when you wore a sweatshirt, he'd manage to jam his hands in there to get at what he wanted. He'd mindlessly, gently trail his fingers along the bones, sliding into the hollowed dips smoothly, tracing circles. It almost tickled, and you'd gotten so used to it that it was hard to fall asleep now without it. You thought maybe it was the same way for him, a pleasant ritual for the both of you.

Oh, but his tongue followed the same path his fingers did, and then some. Now it was his turn to slot himself between your legs, hips pressed to yours and hands curled loosely around your wrists to keep them down against the bed as he rutted against you. He knew it was your favorite way to start, and he'd never miss a chance to worship this beautiful piece of you. It was perfect; he was so close to your lips, so close to the breathy sighs and the stutter in your voice when he bared his teeth enough for you to feel them graze the sensitive skin. He'd leave marks, but only if you asked him to. He'd always been considerate that way. His lips never left the space between your collarbones as he pressed into you, filling you to the brim.

Now, you'd never be caught dead without the delicate necklace he'd gifted you on your anniversary, a small but sturdy reminder of where his mouth belonged.

toji | arch of your back

Toji had never pretended to be good at being someone he wasn't. That was why, after spotting you dancing that night at the bar, he'd decided he needed to get to the restrooms by walking behind you, sliding by with a gentle touch to the small of your back even though there had been plenty of room to pass without ever laying hands on your body. He'd mumbled a sorry excuse about the guys behind you backing up while he tried to walk by. Neither of you had bought it, but you didn't need to. Your skin had been electrified for the rest of the night.

He didn't need to put things high up on the shelves in the kitchen, either, but it was always a treat seeing you reach up, wobble on your tiptoes, watch the way your back naturally arched a bit as you desperately tried to grab the peanut butter, or the glass up there, or whatever it was because he wasn't listening, not really. He'd come up behind you, chuckle goodheartedly and apologize, citing that he forgot how short you were. Neither of you bought this either, because he was a horrible pretender.

The one thing he didn't have to pretend was how insane you drove him, how feral he became the moment you crawled onto your hands and knees for him, just begging to be taken. The way you'd drop down to your elbows, accentuating the arch of your back, the way you'd let your hips rock from side to side to entice him further. He would never pretend that it wasn't a weakness you exploited easily. But now he exploited you, slamming into you so roughly you thought you might split in two. Unable to find the oxygen to even moan, you could only squeeze your eyes shut and gasp, mouth open but no sound escaping except for the squeak that slipped when his hand came to your back and pressed down firmly to force you into an even deeper arch.

In the end when you were both spent, him still buried in you, he'd lean down and ghost his lips over your skin, whisper that once you were cleaned up he'd rub your back for you.

#jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x gn!reader #megumi x reader #megumi x gn!reader #yuta x reader #yuta x gn!reader #toji x reader #toji x gn!reader #jjk fluff #jjk smut #megumi smut #yuta smut #toji smut

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chaotic-on-main · 10 months

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sky my lovely!!! first off congratulations you absolute sweetie pie!! so deserved and I cant wait to watch you grow more <3

second!! im sliding a $5 across the ice cream truck counter very suavely to order a pralines and cream with hot fudge (my absolute favorite!!) I'm thinking awkward unspoken feelings friends to lovers type thing?? like how long can we ignore that we woke up in each others arms??? AGH okay I love you mwah mwah thank you

Order up!! One pralines and cream with hot fudge for Mars!

Sky's Summer and 250 Follower Event

☾ Pairings ➼ Megumi Fushiguro x gn!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ fluff, expletives, one bed, friends to lovers (almost), modern au

☾ Author's Note ➼ Hi Mars!! Thank you so much for sending in a request! I may be a Levi girly, but I gotta admit I had a lot of fun writing this. I definitely did not start this at 2am and decided to stay up til 5am to finish it. I'm queueing this up though, worry not. Also I realized last minute you might have wanted more of the aftermath of waking up in each other's arms so if you would like a second part to this, please let me know?? I wouldn't mind, as I have something in mind that could work. But if I had continued, it would have easily been over 5k words and I need to work on other requests LMAO.

☾ Word Count ➼ ~2.2k

It would figure with your shitty track record, everything and their mother would do anything in their power to stop you from reaching your destination – your hometown. Due to traffic, multiple car wrecks, and now what felt like the heaviest thunderstorm known to man – you find yourself sitting behind the wheel 9 hours into what should have been a 7 hour drive. And according to the GPS display on the dash, you’re still a couple hours away from where you’re supposed to be.

Your knuckles turn white as you grip the steering wheel in distress. The rain comes down in sheets, making the wipers work overtime just to give you a few seconds glimpse at the road ahead. You sat in silence because you had turned the radio off a few miles back so you could focus. A cough to your right startles you and it takes everything within you to not swerve off the road.

“Shit! Megumi, what the fuck.” You hiss, pressing your hand to your chest in a means to calm your beating heart.

“I just coughed, calm down.” Your black haired companion mumbles, rolling his eyes at you. “You’re so dramatic.”

“Well excuse me for trying to keep us alive. If you couldn’t tell, there’s a lot of shit happening outside.” You scowl. In your high-strung concentration, you completely forgot about your best friend sitting in the passenger seat. He’s the whole reason why you’re even going back home in the first place.

One of his friends from high school is getting married back in the hometown where you all grew up. You knew of this friend by association, but that was it. You didn’t even know Megumi back then, even though you went to the same school as him. You had actually met him at the local community college before both getting opportunities in the same city post-graduation. Now that you think back on it, Megumi has been your roommate for as long as you remember.

Maybe that’s why you felt the need to help him when his car decided to take a shit, offering to drive him at the very last minute. You suppose you could have let him just borrow your car, but you were persistent to drive him yourself. You told yourself it was to make sure your car got there and back in one piece. Part of you tells yourself you’re a liar.

Megumi calls your name.

“What?” You squint your eyes, as if that would help you see what was out the blurry windshield.

“Let’s just pull off and get a motel somewhere. This storm is not letting up and it’s already so late. You need a break.”

“I promised to get you there. So I’m doing that.” You frown at the possibility of failing him.

“You’re not breaking that promise by pulling off for the night. We’ll just get up early tomorrow and head straight there.” Megumi insists.

“We’re only a cou-“

“Pull off on the next exit or I’m grabbing the steering wheel from you.” He cuts in wryly.

“Then we’d both be dead, is that what you want?” He doesn’t say anything to that. When you take a second to glance over, you’re met with a slight scowl.

“Ugh, FINE.” You get into the left lane and slow down, waiting for the next exit to come up.

Fortunately for you two, there are plenty of places to stay in the little area you pull off into. Unfortunately, every place you call has no vacancies due to this time of year except for a dinky little motel way down the road. It wasn’t your first choice, and you had even offered to drive down to the next exit to find something else. Megumi points out the next exit wasn’t for another 30 miles, so the dinky little motel it was.

“If I get murdered in my sleep, I want you to know it was all your fault.” You mutter to Megumi as you rip open the office door, dripping wet from just a few seconds of being out in the pouring rain.

“You can stay in the car then. It’ll save you money.” He mumbles back quietly.

“Pft, whatever.” You turn your focus to the clerk sitting at the front desk, currently blowing bubbles with chewing gum and scrolling through her smartphone. She doesn’t look up.

“Uh- excuse me?” You call out. She still doesn’t acknowledge you or your friend.

Megumi goes up to the counter and slaps a hand down onto the linoleum covered counter. The clerk jumps up, eyes wide in shock. It takes a moment for her to register there are two customers waiting for her.

“Can I help you?” She says, her tone drenched with boredom.

“Yeah, two rooms please.” Megumi says, holding up two fingers – his ring and pinky.

“Let me see.” The clerk says. She puts her phone down to click around the computer in front of her. She types a few things in, clicks around, then flickers her eyes above the screen to the two of you.

“We only have one room left.” Her monotonous voice was really starting to grate at you.

“Does it at least have two beds?” You ask, annoyance slipping into your voice.

You’re met with a shrug and a pop of bubble gum. You take a step forward, feeling the heat of your frustration simmering. Megumi holds his arm out across your chest and holds you back.

“We’ll take it, thanks.” With that, Megumi pays for it and is handed the keys in turn.

“Check out is 11am. Thanks for staying with us, or whatever.” The lady says, waving her hands dismissively before going back to her phone. If you weren’t so drained, you would have thrown yourself over the counter at her. Maybe it was due to being so drained that you were thinking of doing something so feral. Instead, you take a deep breath and follow Megumi out the door.

The rain still comes down in sheets as you and Megumi rush to grab the bags from the trunk and book it up to the second floor where the room you were staying in lies. Much to your ever growing irritation, the motel in question is one of those that have the open walkways, only the guardrail and overhang serving as protection. Not like it matters anyways, because the rain starts blowing at an angle and pelts you in the face as you struggle to make it to the room.

Your boiling pot of anger threatens to spill over when you stumble into the room behind Megumi to find that there weren't two beds – in fact there was only one. The smallest queen you had ever seen. In the grimiest looking motel room you have ever seen. Dropping your bag to the floor, you groan in frustration.

“That lady sucks.” You rub your face with both hands, pulling your cheeks down and staring over to Megumi. He’s grabbing some extra blankets and a pillow from the storage closet by the bathroom. “What are you doing, ‘Gumi?”

“Getting my spot on the floor ready.” He mutters without looking over to you. After tossing the bedspread onto the floor, he heads to the bathroom. You bound over to him quickly, only to have the door shut in your face.

“Like hell you will. Take the bed, I’ll get the floor.” You shout over the hardwood. He doesn’t respond. Instead of being a normal person who would just wait over the by the bed, you slam your fists into the door.

“You’ve been driving all day. You deserve the bed more than me.” You hear him say, muffled. You stare at the faded, thin carpet under your feet. It’s a dark burgundy, littered randomly with even darker spots. Perhaps it had been a bright red at one point?

“That floor looks like it hasn’t been cleaned since the 90s. Why don’t we just…” You trail off as Megumi opens the door, coming face to face with you. He wasn’t expecting you to be so close. You notice he had changed into dry pajamas, though you’re not sure how he did it so quickly. Nor did you see him bring clothes in with him. You must be really tired.

“Why don’t we just what?” A black eyebrow raises at you in curiosity.

“..Just share the bed.” You mumble under your breath. Turning on your heel, you head over to the side of the bed closest to the wall.

“Do what?” Megumi follows you, frowning slightly. He hadn’t heard you.

“Share the bed.” You say louder, not looking his way. In all the years you both had been roommates, sharing a bed was something that had never come up. It wasn’t needed, for obvious reasons.

“I mean, if that’s okay with you.” He replies back coolly. Your eyes snap up to his, and notice he’s watching you anxiously despite his tone.

“We don’t have to. It was just a suggestion.” You raise your hands up in defense, puffing your cheeks out.

“No, I think it’s the smartest choice we have.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“Postive?”

“Just go change into dry clothes, dummy.” He rolls his eyes and walks past to his side of the bed. You trill your lips as you push yourself off the bed and into the bathroom after grabbing a pair of pajamas out of your small bag.

You find yourself on your side facing the wall about 10 minutes later. Megumi is tucked under the covers behind you, facing the window you suspect. It’s quiet bar for the ticking of the analog clock on the wall above the tv by the front door. Before getting into bed, he had made sure to lock every lock available to him.

‘Triple reassurance.’ He had said.

You roll onto your back and stare up at the ceiling. That thought from earlier today about why you were so insistent on driving him surfaces to the top of your mind. You turn your head to where Megumi currently lies, his back to you confirming your assumption from before. His black hair pools around his pillow. You think you’re the only person who has ever seen his hair down from his normal spiky style.

“’Gumi?” You whisper over to him. You’re met with silence, which means he must have fallen asleep. Exhausted from the drive today, sleep comes to you just as easily. Your last thought before falling into pitch black nothingness is Megumi's stupidly cute smile.

When you wake, you don’t open your eyes right away. You can already tell the sun must be up by the way your eyelids tint pink. Your eyes flutter open and you blink hard a few times to reorient yourself. An ugly navy striped wallpaper glares back at you. Where were you?

You take a second to think. That’s right, you and Megumi had stopped at a motel last night to shelter from the storm for the evening. A small gust of air blows down your neck and it takes everything in you to not jump up and out of bed. Something cinches over your waist and pulls you close and your eyes widen. Wait, Megumi.

Carefully, you slide your hand down to what was around your waist and a breath hitches in your throat. It’s an arm, and not just any arm. It belongs to Megumi – solely based off the fact he was the only one in the bed with you.

By the depth of his breaths, you can tell he’s still sleeping. Good, you think to yourself. Maybe you can move his arm off you gently and not wake him. However, when you go to wrap your fingers around his wrist, he digs his face into your hair and sighs softly. He’s pulling you in closer too, and this is where you’re drawing the line.

“U-uh Megumi.” You say. Your voice is crackly with the lack of moisture.

His breathing steadies out, and suddenly you feel him stiffen up behind you. Slowly, he pulls away and the sadness that comes with the absence of his body heat hits faster than you would have cared to admit.

“S-Sorry.” He mutters behind you, his own voice thick with sleep.

“No, it’s okay.” You squeak out. Pulling yourself out of the covers, you grab your bag and practically run to the bathroom, shutting the door behind you with a soft click.

You don’t come out for another 30 minutes, deciding to take a quick shower to calm yourself down. A few mental arguments later, you feel you can face him. This needed to be talked about. You wanted to talk about it. You take a deep breath and throw the bathroom door open. When you walk out, however, you see Megumi dressed and ready to go by the door, his bag in hand.

“There you are. Ready to head out? If we leave now, we can make it for the rehearsal lunch.” He looks up from his phone that he must have been scrolling on while waiting.

“I-yeah. Megumi, listen-“ You stop with your mouth open, ready to say what you had rehearsed in the steamed up bathroom mirror. But nothing comes out. Instead, you pinch your lips together and give him a nod. “Yeah. Let’s go."

TBH I don't know of any other JJK moots. So if you see this and wanna be tagged in my next JJK fics, please comment to let me know?? Thank you! (I will tag @romantichomicide95 tho because I know she's a Megumi girly)

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emmyrosee · 5 months

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“Gumi?”

“Please no.”

“Can you match your breathing to mine? It’s throwing me off…”

His breathing stops firmly before he casts you a look of audacity, brows furrowed in the center of his forehead as the messy hair on his head casts his face. He blinks unamused, and you flash him a genuine smile. “You want me to what?”

“Breathe at my pace,” you rephrase, raising your hand to gently stroke his hair from his face. “You’re like. Breathing too fast.”

“Sorry my breathing pattern offends you.”

“I just want to nap with you,” you scoff. “Breathe with me, Gumi.”

He rolls his eyes but takes a breath in with you, letting it out in tandem and taking another one in to match the rhythm of yours. When you seem satisfied with the pace of his breathing, you rest your head back on his chest, ear pressed to his heart and listening to the beat.

“No, it’s slower-“

“If I breathe any slower, I’m going to die,” he says flatly, and you let out a string of laughter to ring the air, and you feel his body loosen from a smile easing on his cheeks. Sure enough, when you look at him, he is smiling, and he flicks your forehead gently to make you huff. “Deal with it.”

You do, and then you burrow against his neck again, happy in your perch of warmth and stale cologne. Your breath tickles his neck and he lets his fingers gently trace up and down the knobs of your spine lazily, before shifting up to gently massage the back of your neck in his thick fingers.

His thumb strokes the back of your head lovingly, his own eyes closing in preparation to nap, hoping to catch you in his dreams and wake up with you still in his arms.

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imjustasimpxd · 1 year

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Texting the JJK men “Can I have your hoodie?”

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Pairing : includes Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Satoru Gojo, and Nanami Kento

Summary : The title says it all

Word count : Text message form (smau)

Warnings : fluff, that’s all really, some pet names

Author’s notes : reblogs are appreciated!! I appreciate all feedback on my writing so that I can know what you guys liked and what you think I should improve on😊

Disclaimer : this is a work of fiction and should in no way, shape, or form, be taken seriously.

Side Note : this smau, and everything else I’ve written on my blog, is mine and only mine. I work very hard on everything I write so do not, under any circumstances, modify, copy, or steal my work.

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This smau, and everything else on my blog, is mine and only mine. I work very hard on everything I write so do not, under any circumstances, modify, copy, or steal my work.

If you want to be tagged in any of my works, whether it’s for a certain fandom, certain character, etc. please let me know in the comments below so I can add you :)

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cynopcis · 2 years

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perfect (jjk! megumi x reader)

tags: fluff, kinda friends to lovers, contains profanity but its like 2 curse words

"tell me a secret, megumi."

"could you please shut the fuck up?" he sighs, "i don't think i my brain can process anything right now."

it's three am and the both of you are in god knows where camping outside in your make shift tent outside the building you just finished cleaning up. it's one of gojo's miniscule missions that he would rather toss onto you rather than do it himself.

you both no longer have the energy left to commute on the way back to the dorms hence your current situation. however, you are on high alert and couldn't sleep.

you lay on your side facing megumi to have a better look at him, he feels your gaze and cranes his neck to make eye contact. "if i tell you my secret you'll have to tell me one of yours too." you say with conviction.

megumi closes his eyes in annoyance (and maybe because of his pounding head) and sighs. you observe the way his eyelashes touch his cheeks and the way the wind lifts his hair in a gentle dance.

"do whatever you want, i don't care." he says finally after what felt like forever of silence. you cheer silently in your mind.

"what kind of secret should i tell you?" you ask, he doesn't answer but it's not like you expected him to anyway. "maybe something personal?" you ponder out loud.

"whatever is fine." he grunts adjusting his body to face you as to not strain his neck. you stay don't say a word as you feel his gaze on you. you let out a shaky breath and close your eyes in nervousness.

"i love you megumi but...," you bring your hands to your stomach trying to control the butterflies flying around like crazy at your sudden revelation, "i feel like i have to be perfect to deserve being loved." you confess in a whisper, hoping that the wind carried your secret and away from his ears.

you hear him shuffle but still refuse to look at him in fear of the expression on his face. suddenly, you feel his breath on your face and his hands on your waist.

"then it's my turn," he sighs, the close proximity of his voice giving you goosebumps on your skin, "my secret is that i don't think i'll ever see you as anything but perfect."

you open your eyes to be met with his piercing stare, "even if i'm not as pretty as everyone else?"

"you are literally the most beautiful thing i have ever seen."

"even if i'm usually really dumb and do dumb shit?"

"i hate to admit it but it's actually pretty cute."

"even if i'm totally helplessly irrevocably in love with you?"

"then that makes it the two of us."

he sighs sitting up to trap your head in between his arms, "i'm in love with you, stupid."

you look away, "but i'm scared."

"then trust me," he moves your face to look at him, "i love you and even if you think you aren't perfect at least i think i do and that's enough."

"then you're stuck with me, are you okay with that?" you ask.

"yes, i'm perfectly okay with that."

likes and reblogs are appreciated! <3

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theesotericedition · 2 years

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A Promise Kept

Pairing: Megumi Fushiguro x (GN!)Reader

Rating: Explicit 18+

Warnings: Somnophilia, DUBCON/NONCON, anal pinb, marking (hickies), reader is the catcher.

Summary: This is a Part 2 but it is a stand alone as well. Megumi had been playing xbox earlier and had received a blowjob from you. He said he would return the favor later, and even though you’re sleeping Megumi is a man of his word. Here's Part 1

Notes: Reader is described as having hair (1 once) and thigh muscles (1 once). I tried purposefully to be vague about “downstairs” body parts in this one because I wanted to keep it as gender neutral as possible. You could possibly imagine this to be piv if you’d like it to be that.

Don’t be silly, wrap your willy! Although the use of lube and condoms was glossed over/ time skipped in this fic I would highly suggest them irl.

Thank you @ginki for helping me edit ♡

This one is for my Gumi Theys and Gumi Gays I hope you enjoy:

Megumi turned off the TV before he could check the time in the corner of the screen. He didn't want to know what time it was, some ungodly hour for sure. The room was now pitch black, he slumped back in his seat waiting for his eyes to adjust. Once he could see in the shades of grey he ripped off his headset in a huff and got up. It genuinely surprised him that you were able to sleep with his music playing. Shuffling over to the bluetooth speaker, he turned it off.

Megumi stood still in the silence. His eyes wandered your sleeping form. You looked so peaceful, so comfortable, so soft, so sexy. Seeing you there on display, in his bed, in only your underwear, had his mind flooding with thoughts that reminded him of his promise he had made earlier. He said he'd take care of you later, and he is a man of his word.

You had sprawled out, hogging up the bed with all four of your limbs open wide, inviting him to come nestle between any two of his choice. He chose your legs of course. He rested his head there, and in the quiet of the night he could hear your heartbeat rushing down to meet his touch. You were in deep sleep but your body was responding to his presence even still. The heat between your legs throbbing against Megumi’s cheek was begging him to keep his word. Megumi smirked to himself knowing your body would always want him even if one day you changed your mind.

Taking it slow, Megumi began rubbing his nose in teasing circles against your growing arousal. A murmur left your lips and your head tossed in your sleep. Megumi was sure he was having an effect on your dreams. He trailed light open mouth bites up your thighs, seeing if you would stir awake. To his surprise you remained asleep. Regardless of whether you woke up or not, the need growing in his pants convinced him he should keep his word. If you weren’t going to wake up, he’d need physical proof that he did in fact ‘take care of you later’. Megumi began sucking the muscular smooth flesh of your inner thighs, leaving beautiful shades of purple along his path.

A breathy whine left your lips as Megumi slowly and carefully pulled away your underwear. As he bunched them and shoved them into his pocket he noticed the wetness of them and wondered if you were just pretending to still be asleep. Either way, you were there: motionless and compliant. Megumi had complete freedom to do as he pleased with you. He relished in taking you lazily. Going slow suited Megumi but you were so needy when you were conscious.

“Just look at you” Megumi moaned, pulling his pants down just enough to stroke himself as he took in your naked form lying vulnerable before him. Lips parted and hair disheveled, you were an intoxicating sight. Megumi could feel the ache in his balls creating a knot in his stomach that he knew was fixing to come undone. His own anticipation that had been like hot wax dripping down a candle was now an unstoppable force, a roaring fire and the flames were lapping at you.

Thud.

The sound of heavy knocking roused you out of your sleep. Panting hot breath fanned your face, you thought Megumi must be sleeping heavily next to you. As you woke up from a delicious dream, feelings of need and pleasure danced through you. Instead of fading as you came into consciousness the feeling only increased, racing towards a breaking point.

“Megumi!” You cried out half asleep and shocked. Your senses overwhelmed you, a dull pain in your core partnered with sparking heat rushing down your spine caused you to cry out again. You were frozen under him as you tried to take in what was going on. A burning sensation captured your attention. The tightness of your entrance squeezed along the length of Megumi's gurth as he nearly pulled all the way out of you before rocking back into you. You gasped fighting the involuntary rigidity, trying to relax again. Megumi hummed, biting your neck as he continued to thrust into you. You hissed in response as the sting of his bite added to the mix of feelings that were already too much.

“Now that you’re awake are you gonna cum for me?” Megumi teased between breaths. The vibration of his voice sent tingles racing through your body as he spoke against your ear. He was out of breath. How long has he been at this? His thrusts were roughly punctuated and slow. Each time his hips met yours the bedframe hit the wall.

You tried to move but your limbs were heavy from sleep. Megumi grunted, he noticed you squirming and grabbed your arms roughly. He easily pinned you down. “For real? It felt like you were so close earlier, what’s this about?” Megumi cooed, his sweet tone laced with anything but genuine concern. You were going to form words but your body seized with pleasure and the only sound that fell from your lips was a disgustingly needy moan. You felt betrayed by your body and mind seeing as how your wet dream had twisted itself into this depraved reality.

“Megumi, Meg- stop. Stop I-” You gasped.

“You want this.” Megumi interrupted. “You were dreaming of this, I know you were.” Megumi grabbed your ass cheeks, lifting them forcing your back to arch up into the air off the mattress. This angle was punishing as he bottomed out inside you with each thrust. Your senses were forced into clarity by the pain, you could feel him throbbing inside you. “Oh, hhuuuhfuck” Megumi let out a deep groan that rumbled his chest. He didn’t care about you right now, all of his thoughts had drained into his balls and you could tell by the dark look in his eyes. Megumi felt drunk from his over indulgence. The innocent and confused look on your barely awake face was too much for him, especially after spoiling himself with your body. He came so hard he nearly collapsed on you. Light headed and sweaty, he peppered you with sloppy kisses. You could feel his cock still jolting inside you pumping out countless spurts of cum.

“Hey everything's okay right? It’s me.” Megumi’s sudden gentleness gave you just as much whiplash as waking up to this. “So go ahead and cum for me” He purred, stroking and rubbing your place of need. You didn’t realize how untouched it was and therefore sensitive in comparison to your abused hole until you were already cumming. Any coherent thought you had was now gushing out of you and onto Megumi’s fingers. Your orgasm flooded you, the release was like a high. It must have been built up for so long the way you came crashing down. A moment ago you had asked him to stop but now you wantonly moaned praises as you rode your orgasm out. Megumi smirked. “I said I’d take care of you later.”

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