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viii ⊹ ࣪ ˖ You Get Me So High

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Short n sweet

Gulps… the angst arc is slowly approaching…

Please don’t chase me from the village with pitchforks and torches

I’m scared

it physically pained me not to write blurb for this one but it’s okkk

Lazy chap ngl!

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Why is ts flopping imma end it all

iii ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Brainstorm (arctic monkeys)

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University had been going… oddly good. Of course you’d hoped for such a thing, but what you considered realistic in the dark, gloomy part of your mind ridden with cobwebs and death, was struggle. Heaps of it. You were expecting to spend the first week weeping into your pillow, only hoping not to wake Maki as she slept beside you. You were expecting piles of unfinished papers looming over you, your every breath sending them closer and closer to toppling onto you and suffocating you within. But you weren’t.

You were actually enjoying it, actually. You’d chosen your major with not of the intention of choosing what was deemed useful, but something you held passion for. The humanities weren’t exactly what was hoped for you, you knew that. You’d been asked the same question so many times the words barely registered to you anymore. “Well, what are you going to do with that?” Enjoy it. That was what you’d do, and you knew deep in your soul that it was the right decision. The sacrifice of your parents bragging rights was proving to be worth it, as you felt something almost akin to eagerness every time you stepped foot into another class. That wasn’t to say you enjoyed waking up, rolling out of bed. That wasn’t to say you thoroughly enjoyed hearing the life story of an ant from the sixteenth century repeated over and over again simply because it witnessed the French Revolution. But it was to say that this was more you than anything else you could’ve chosen and you were grateful that you did.

You had your friends, too. Maki and Yuta, Toge and Panda. Oh- and! You’d made a new friend, too.

It seemed your routine of visiting the coffee shop just off of campus was proving to do more than give Megumi another place to haunt you. You’d been sitting alone, humming along to a tune and simply watching those passing by the window when he’d approached you, told you that you looked lonely. You hadn’t necessarily agreed, of course, but he slid into the seat across from you nevertheless, that bright smile never falling from his lips. Yuji Itadori. You didn’t share any classes with the boy, his major being rather different than yours. Sports management and humanities didn’t tend to align.

He was a breath of fresh air, his bubbly energy a stark contrast to many people you’d meet around here. He was nice, and if you stuck to it, you were sure you’d become good friends. He already knew a heck of a lot about you, and you about him.

“You’re a humanities major? What does that mean?” he asked, an amusingly oblivious expression on his face. You paused for a moment, trying to recall the list of studies that fell under the umbrella.

“It’s… it’s language, literature, history, philosophy, art, architecture, uh… and religion and culture,” you said, laughing softly to yourself. The list seemed to go on and on, and judging by the look on his face, he didn’t understand half of the words you’d spoken.

“Oh, I get it… I don’t. You have history though, right? Which teacher?” He fiddled with his fingers at the table, not a nervous action, at least it didn’t seem like it. He was just overflowing with energy, like a balloon with too much air inside.

You smiled softly, both at the boys words and the opportunity to talk about one of your favourite classes. “Mr. Isayama. He’s nice, I like him a lot.” He nodded, seeming to take in your last words with a half thoughtful expression adorning his features.

“So you got the good one, then. My friend is a history major, he says he got the sucky one. He wants to transfer, maybe he’ll be in your class!”

You laughed, quirking a brow. “Maybe.”

Megumi sat in his dorm, scrolling mindlessly through his phone. Everything was beginning to bore him. He was running out of books to read, every song on his playlist sounded repetitive, but he needed something to occupy his mind. He felt like he was going insane, like the guilt of the boy he once was had been trailing after him, haunting him without mercy as long as he was on campus. It would be one thing if that ghost came in the form of himself, maybe one of the guys he beat up. He could deal with that, but no. It had to be you. His greatest mystery, his greatest regret. He didn’t know why he thought of you so often. You were just so… complex, so different. You were a good person, yes, he knew that. He knew that the moment you grabbed him by his hand and led him away, when you gently patted his wounds and made sure he was doing okay. You barely knew each others names, but you helped him. And he let you, oddly enough. He sat there like an obedient dog as you cleaned his bloody knuckles, wiped him of the crimson reminder of his anger. “They’re assholes, you put them in their place. Consider it a thank you,” you’d said, a hint of a smile tugging at your lips. He couldn’t help but mirror it.

You were a good person. He knew that from that moment, and he still knew it after your roles reversed, when you were the violent one. When your fist slammed into his face, he felt as if you’d knocked his screws back into place. He didn’t get into any more fights after that.

It was the way you were so good, but you were so human in every other way, too. The twinkle in your eyes when you saw a dog on the street, the way you waved at babies in passing, but also your rage. The way it bubbled within and came out in bursts, the way you tried to withhold it for the sake of others. For the sake of him. It was fascinating, the way you worked. You’d embedded yourself in the depth of his mind the moment you met him, and in that way, you were like a tic. The more he tried to push you away, the further within you dug.

He opened twitter, seeing the notification that Itadori had posted. He planned to simply like it, see if it involved him, then be on his merry way, but his plans were thrown out the window when the text came up in big white letters on his screen. It wasn’t the chaos being displayed in the picture, no, he was used to that. It was the little blue text at the end that read out your name. Yuji had said he was going to a friends… but he wouldn’t have expected that. Not in a million years would he have expected you to be so close, for the world to seem so small. And of course it had to be his best friend that was bringing you so near. Well, shit. It was definitely you. He was a little screwed now, huh?

(Your POV)

Next chap might be only texts/tweets/insta I’m ngl I have to edit an entire skit my friends and I did for a school assignment I’m going to end it all

This has been done for like a week I just kept procrastinating whether I wanted to add more writing or not. Do yall like more or less writing??? Also… for completely not related to this series reasons of course… cough… uh what would Megumi go as for Halloween on the hypothetical chance he’d attend a Halloween party ..?

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Born to be a pierce up skater forced to be a depressed mf who can’t stop summoning Mahoraga 😖

Trust in the smau (?) I’m writing on my other account ( @fushiguruuzzzz btw … 😼) his piercings WILL be mentioned 🙏🙏

PIERCED UP MEGUMI PIERCED UP MEGUMI PIERCED UP MEGUMI WHO SKATES HE SKATES HES SOS DRHAYSHDBA

Sorry I’m off my meds

it’s ok i’ve been off of mine since november last year but we just got them today WE UP 🆙🆙🆙

we were ROBBED of ts FRICK U GEGE

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I giggled

y wasn't megumi hanging out w the group : (

hi first anonymous ask

well if it were me personally i don’t think i would want to be hanging out w rowdy crowd after accidentally swinging into a wall

or i’d probably be too exhausted to bcs yk… saving the city and what not smh but guys trust he will very soon

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Me bc I’m literally Megumi

CHAPTER Ⅲ: HOMEWORK ANSWERS?

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sukuna has friends?

you thought as you walked towards yuji in the crowded high school parking lot, there were way to many kids who shouldnt be allowed to drive here—god damn.

your first day went pretty well, your teachers seemed nice enough and you even had a class with yuji and nobara! well, and megumi—but he didn't really say anything to you. and you thought you could be grumpy—this guy was like talking to a wall!

you were slightly nervous about going to his house the next day so you made a mental note to investigate yuji or nobara about him later.

"there you are! i just got off the phone with uraume—they'll be here in a couple minutes."

"wait, so who's uraume? i had no idea sukuna had friends...weird."

you reply, putting your hands in your pant pockets to warm yourself up from the crisp fall breeze.

"i know right, that's totally what i thought at first too! but they work together—at that old convenience store down the road. uraume's his boss im pretty sure. but their actually super nice, and they drive me home sometimes!"

you nod in response, opening your mouth to say something else—but then a silver car pulls up in front of the two of you. yuji starts walking to it, beckoning you to follow.

yuji opens the passenger seat door, so you walk to the backseat, opening the door and hopping in.

"hello yuji. this must be yn, correct?"

"uhm, yeah—that's me, nice to meet you."

they nod to your reply as you hop into the tidy backseat of the car. you place your backpack down and put in your headphones to tune out yuji talking in the front seat. you open your phone to see you have a couple new messeges—a new groupchat? huh?

you let out a small laugh from nobara's texting as the car slows down in front of your house. you put your phone away in your pocket and say a quick thank you and goodbye to uraume as you and yuji climb out of the car doors and onto the sidewalk.

"man, im starving!"

yuji says, putting his hands behind his head as the two of you approach the front door. you knock twice—before realizing sukuna must not be home yet.

"i got this!"

yuji says enthusiastically, pulling what seemed to be a necklace out from under his shirt. he dangled it in front of you for a moment so you could see what it was.

oh, the key was on his necklace!

he unlocked the front door—you following behind him into the house.

the two of you decide to start dinner, well yuji decided to start dinner. you sat at the kitchen island as he cooked pasta on the stove.

around an hour later, you heard the door open up—you can't miss the loud creak from the old door.

"yo, sukuna! made dinner—pasta!"

yuji, finishes dishing the spagetti into three bowls, setting them down on the countertop to turn around to greet his uncle. you do the same, spinning around in your chair.

"tch, this better be good. had way to many annyoing 'fuckin costumers today.."

"so, how was your first day kid?"

sukuna asks you, he turns to face you—raising any eyebrow and crossing his arms.

"it was...good."

you reply truthfully, it was pretty decent—and you already made a few friends somehow, even if they're yuji's friends.

you grab the bowl and start eating the pasta, one thing was for sure—your brother could definitely cook.

A/N: this took forver to write omfg 😭 i promise there will actaully be romance soon! i just rlly wanna add lots of family/friend dynamics aswell

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Rebelogs are appreciated <3!!

Either sleeps for at least half of the day or never sleeps at all. This man has never had a normal nights sleep.

—> once, the Slytherins won the house cup. I kid you not when I tell you he didn’t sleep for two days and then slept for 20 hours straight.

Has never been angry in English

—> stubs his toe? Italian. Betrayed? Italian. Someone acting up? ITALIAN.

His arm WILL be around you at all times times whether you like it or not. Whether that’s an arm around your shoulders as you walk through the halls, a hand on your waist when you sit together, or arms wrapped around you as you sleep, is for you to find out.

Actually very loyal when in a relationship, but if he’s hung up on you whilst single he’s the most promiscuous man known to the wizarding world. It’s one of few distractions, in his eyes.

Speaks to you in Italian, saying the words he can’t bring himself to tell you in a way you’ll understand (assuming you don’t speak the language).

He knew he was in love when he found himself scribbling words on to a paper, his quill seeming to know nothing but your name and the way his soul screams it.

—> he’s never considered himself much of a writer. He took up the hobby after falling for you.

His mother taught him to play the piano as a child.

I wouldn’t say he “didn’t believe in love” before you, moreso he wasn’t sure if it was made for him. If he was meant for it. You made him feel so wrong.

Struggles with depression, it gets especially worse when his dad reaches out more.

He cried in the washroom when you took him to meet your parents.

—> your dad loved you despite you taking different paths than him, and your mother is still there. There’s nothing more to ask for. ‘Maybe that’s why he turned out him and you turned out you.’

—> Not long after, he received another letter from his father, and found himself crying into your arms for hours. He couldn’t even explain why, but you didn’t ask. You just held him. In that moment, he was sure his mother had brought you to him.

Offers you a smoke whenever he lights one, but not necessarily because he wants you to take it. He just feels wrong if he’s not offering you what he has.

Actually really nice, despite his sarcasm and apparent coldness. That may be who he seems to be, but anyone who bothers to look further will see what lies beneath.

Not necessarily quiet, but the most reserved of the group. Everyone knows him, but barely anyone knows him.

Lwk Noah (the notebook) coded, but in the “Well that's what we do, we fight... You tell me when I am being an arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you are a pain in the ass. Which you are, 99% of the time. I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings. You have like a 2 second rebound rate, then you're back doing the next pain-in-the-ass thing. So it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, for ever, you and me, every day.” Way.

Reads when he actually has the time, like when the dorms aren’t being used like a frat house and his life actually seems normal. He keeps it to himself, though.

Ended up buying his own first aid kit because you were always in his dorm patching him up.

—> what can he say, though? Mattheo’s always fighting, and he’d be a bad friend not to jump in. Don’t even get him started on when he fights for you, either.

When he fights, no emotion is poured into it. Instead of red hot anger that shoots through his veins and into his knuckles, he’s ice. Face straight as he beats men into the infirmary.

Dresses like if Jacob Elordi, David Beckham, and Brad Pitt had a fashion baby.

Never makes his bed (he’s not leaving it half of the time anyway)

Always says his favourite food is pasta but will DEVOUR a grilled cheese like no other

Loves chocolate chip cookies, holds a particular hatred for oatmeal cookies.

Dreams of people he loves being ripped away from him, and all he can do is beg for it not to happen.

—> sleep talks. Sometimes you’ll hear his faint pleads, and all you can do is hold him tighter and hope it ends soon. You never mention it after because he’d be embarrassed.

A broken, broken boy whose light shines through the breaks in his heart. He’s scared to glue it back together in case it will block out the light, but you’ve made him sure you’ll shine through him no matter what.

“Blue - Billie Eilish”

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Also please comment recs for a playlist I’m making for him, or if you’d like more! <33

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The edits aren’t enough I need him injected into my veins

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Ken Sato HC’s (extremely random) *.• (sfw)

Calls you “doll.” It started off sarcastic, like when he was teasing you or something of the sort. It soon became an unironic part of his vocabulary, now a common name between you two.

Speaking of pet names, also calls you “baby.”

PDA guy, but lowkey. Like an arm around you or a hand on your lower back, subtle claims and displays to show you off.

(Someone else said this and it was too true not to repeat) He bites. Whether that means nibbling your skin playfully or sinking his teeth into you is up to your interpretation.

Sometimes he leans down to hear you better, to kiss you, etc. and his dog tags hang in your face.

Refers to you as “my girl” in interviews and when telling people about you

Takes a long time for him to feel like he can show emotion around you. It took countless reassurances and a lot of love, but strangely enough, he finds comfort in knowing you’ve seen that side of him. You saw it and still stayed.

The type to dance with you in the living room to disgustingly sappy music (even when your laughter is much louder than the song)

Listener.

Unless he has something important, you will never catch this man in something other than sweats or his baseball uniform.

Knows he’s attractive, but doesn’t try too hard to seem so. He knows certain things he does are attractive and he does them, but doesn’t try to make them attractive, you know?

The cocky act isn’t ENTIRELY a front. Of course it’s mostly a show for the fans, but he’s a sarcastic man at heart.

No minute goes by that he doesn’t have a snarky comment

Except for when he’s with you.

He’s nicer when he’s with you.

Low spice tolerance (America did its number on him)

Likes to watch projections of his old life with you, pointing out little details and meanings behind things that couldn’t be seen. He loves teaching you about who he was before you.

So clingy when he’s tired. If you try to get out of bed it feels like you have chains holding you in your place. His determination is almost terrifying. Also much less sarcastic, his most sincere words have been spoken when he’s half asleep.

Speaking of which, the first time he told you he loved you was when you were cuddled up, falling asleep. He let it slip without realizing, his eyes shutting the moment he said it. His last memory of that night is your faint voice saying “I love you” as his dreams took over.

Will DESTROY a carton of milk in the middle of the night if he’s thirsty (he usually only uses it for cereal)

Likes to binge TV shows with you when he gets the chance. What’s a better way to spend a rainy day than to be lazy and escape from this world with the person he loves most?

Had a dog growing up

Nothing is safe from the heinous amounts of soy sauce he puts on his food. One bite would kill a Victorian child

Was actually really nervous about being in a committed relationship. Luckily, you being his saviour, helped him every step of the way. He’s changed so many ways since meeting you, one of them being the absence of the walls he had built.

Puts a hand on the back of your neck when he hugs you

Car guy (as hinted by his collection of cars in the movie)

Sometimes falls asleep on your chest, body in between your legs, and wakes up having no idea where he is.

Wishes he had more pictures of you, but always forgets to take them.

Always wins his games when you come to them. Seeing you in the stands is the highlight of the game, not the win.

MEAN side eye. Could kill a man with ts

Is 100% sure that he’ll never love another the way he loves you. He’s certain.

Thinks of you when he sees corny romance movies

Was genuinely surprised when you first told him you loved him (when he was awake this time). When he realized how real it all was, he was confused. He didn’t know someone could see all the bad parts of him and still really, really love him.

Once he got over the doubt, he was proud.

Felt pathetic when he first realized how much he loved you. The way he couldn’t get you out of his head was unfamiliar, and your effect on him was so much more than anyone else has had. It frustrated him to no end.

Loves trying new food places with you

Sometimes jumps a little when he sees you out of the corner of his eye, someone else in his house so often still new to him.

Doesn’t cry easily

Cried while watching titanic with his mom when he was little