#he looks so nonchalant but he’s not

[katsukistofu]

hold me in your arms (like the night hugs the moon)

contents ౨ৎ ⋆ m. fushiguro x reader. fluff. no pronouns mentioned. ★ midnight cravings lead to hearing something unexpected.

“Do you think about me?”

You bite your lip, inwardly cursing at the hopeful tinge in your voice. Where did that even come from? You just came to the kitchen to heat up your ramen, how did you get here?

Doubt claws at your insides as the intoxicating smell of his faint mahogany cologne that you’ve always thought smelled more like spiced apples and the honeysuckles from the hand lotion he likes to use tickles your nose. You try not to breathe in the familiar scent too deeply even though you really want to.

With his body still pressed flush against yours, Megumi studies you.

“Do you think about me?”

Your heart thumps uncomfortably in your chest. “I don’t.” Liar.

“I do.”

Your hopeful eyes flit to his, searching his face for any hint of a joke and his serious gaze stops you in your tracks.

“You still don’t get it, do you?”

And then suddenly he’s all over you.

Your brain numbly manages to process just how tall he is when he softly molds his forehead to yours. Like he can’t get enough of the warmth seeping through your flimsy pajamas and into his bare skin, and if he stopped touching you he’d start dissolving into ash.

It’s also getting even harder not to think about how good he looks. He’s just wearing his usual black, oversized shirt but you tell how hard he’s been training from the way his arms feel under your fingers right now.

You swallow, your mouth suddenly feeling very dry under his intent stare.

“Don’t get what?”

“Everytime I look up at the stars I see your eyes instead. When there are flowers growing on the side of the road, I can’t help but think of how much you’d like them.”

Megumi pauses, taking a moment to gauge your shocked expression, letting his gaze linger on your lips before looking directly into your eyes again.

“And whenever I pass by a stand making those stupid little custard filled fish, I remember that time you came whining like a baby to me about how bad your stomach hurt, even though I told you not to eat so many.”

His eyes stay on yours as you continue to gape at him. “So yes, I think of you.”

Your mouth opens once, then closes again, before you finally regain the ability to speak.

“You mean taiyaki, idiot. And I wasn’t whining that much!”

“You were. And I know what it’s called, smartass.” Rolling his eyes, he brushes his thumb against your cheek, trying to get something off.

“Hold still,” he murmurs. “Eyelash.”

“Oh.” Your voice doesn’t sound like yours when you speak. His touch feels so tender on your skin. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” He leans in with a rare, tiny lopsided grin, which is way more attractive than it should be on any human and laces his fingers through yours. Oh.

He's so pretty that it hurts, and everytime he’s this painfully close your heart feels weird and more jumpy than usual and you swear that he knows what he does to you.

So close that you can see just how long his thick, dark lashes are which you’ve always thought just made him cuter ever since you went on your first mission together with him last year.

“You’re an idiot, by the way.”

“What?” You blink. Now he’s calling you dumb?

“I was planning to tell you all of this later at the cafe I mentioned in class yesterday.” He snorts, placing his hand on your head. “You know, at a normal, socially acceptable time to confess. Do you always need to be so impatient?”

Warmth flares in your cheeks. “No one told you to say all of that!”

“Really? Huh.” Megumi’s mouth twitches slightly. “Guess I’ll pretend this never happened, then.”

“That’s not what I meant.” You’re twisting the ring on your pinky finger.

He lifts a brow. “What did you mean then?”

“I mean… I like you too. A lot.” You mumble. Megumi’s free hand squeezes yours in response and your stomach flips.

“Good.” His lips quirk up. “Now put your ramen in so we can go to bed.” He nudges you in the direction of the microwave.

“But yours is still in there!” You protest, feeling a little light-headed from the sudden change of subject. “I was going to let you heat it up first.”

Megumi scoffs. “The microwave’s big enough for the both of us. Hurry up.”

The small smile that blossoms on your lips causes Megumi to look away and hide the growing blush on his face. “Okay.”

Right after you put your ramen cup next to his and press the timer’s button for three minutes, Megumi loops his arm under yours and around your waist, tugging you to his side with such ease that your brain goes numb.

“Hey.” He murmurs against your ear.

“Hi.” You say shyly, resting your hands just below his shoulders.

Megumi looks right into your eyes, before he speaks up again.

“I adore you.”

The words are so simple, and he says it so plainly like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. The moon rises and sets, fire is hot, the earth is round, and Megumi adores you.

You shiver when he brings you even closer, closer than before, making you exhale shakily against the column of his warm neck while your fingers grasp the fabric of his shirt tighter.

Megumi’s lips skim across your forehead with an aching softness, brushing against your skin as he murmurs once more before the microwave dings, signaling that the both of your cups of ramen are ready.

“Don’t forget that, stupid.”

megumi ‘igaf’ fushiguro

[doctorsiren]

the doodles I did while flying back home today

[sigsfigs]

sillies

another close up for the masses ^_^ theyre too cute we looove mazey phaedra in this household

[nwluxx]

Inspired by the looks they gave each other in their first shippuden reunion 🫠

...plus tucked bangs because I wanted to show Sasuke's face😗

[ducotte-real]

more uh. more uh brainrot um. erm um go read Doctor, the Problem's In My Chest please

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

picnic <3

[fizzytoo]

next time ama offers to help her papa with the garden, she's making sure he promises not to get all sentimental

[if-you-like-pina-colada-s]

Bruce Wayne is definitely that person who randomly buys gifts for his friends. He'll see his friend eyeing something for a little longer than usual, and the next day he shows up at their house with that exact thing like it's nothing. (Bonus: he absolutely sucks at getting people gifts on the occasion, like holidays and birthdays)

He'll catch Barry staring at a cool outfit in the window display and show up at this man's house the next day with that exact outfit, perfectly tailored (bc of course this freak has his friends' exact measurements).

Bruce, shoving a bag in Barry's face, utterly deadpan: Here, a late birthday gift.

Barry: What the- Bruce it's been a month since my B-day, but thank you, you really didn't have to!

Bruce: Nonsense. Oh, if you don't like it btw I can return it or get it refitted or whatever, no big deal.

Barry, opening his gift: Oh WOW- dude!! This looks expensive!! You REALLY shouldn't have.

Bruce: I can take it back if-

Barry: NOno, I love it!! Thank you, Bruce!

Bruce: :)

[maxsix]

[jrueships]

as cute as apple pie!!!!

[cads-the-cat]

I finally figured out why ivy looks so unbelievably good while simply leaning against something on stage. He's like a book boyfriend leaning against a doorframe! And if there is one universal rule, it is that leaning against a doorframe makes someone irresistible and 100x more attractive than they already were

[langernameohnebedeutung]

Something I really find interesting about Don E is that he a) seems relatively squeamish about too much blood and violence happening in front of him considering the line of work he is in, like that's an acting choice that comes up on several occasions b) he also seems really into watching Blaine torment and generally mess with people (especially psychologically) and it makes him so weird.

like, Don in the "zombies tearing up a prison bus" scene:

Drake's gutshot scene

Chief's death

but also:

you even have that scene where he specifically drags Tanner back to Blaine's office in hopes of ganging up on the poor guy

also I'm going to argue that this scene - also an example of this dynamic between them

I don't really have a conclusion to any of this other than -

but also you get scene like the one where they're torturing Gabriel for the utopium recipe where he's clearly having a good time but also is visibly wincing everytime they beat Gabriel -

[1moreoffkeyanthem]

So PCE lore, my husband is graduating with his masters on Saturday, and (if you’re familiar with my lore you know this guy is Craig Tucker coded as hell) I was trying to figure out what to wear to his ceremony, upset bc nothing fits me and I can’t find this one dress right? So I go “hey do you know where my teal a-line seersucker dress with the tie back is it’s not in the office closet (for reference our home office closet is where we keep costumes and “nice” clothes) and he goes and grabs an emerald green bodycon from said closet and goes “this one?” One eye still on his gaming stream lmfao (for the record I don’t know shit abt fashion I just have art department experience for film that’s the only reason I know clothes vaguely, costuming. I dress like OJV Stan in the cargo shorts and hippie shirts) my guy c’mon we went to undergrad for art at the same time I know you know the difference between scales of green

[demonwebs]

if your character has a tail I just want you to know he's trying his hardest not to stare and paw at it at all times

[itadorey]

everything i know about the olympics this year has been learned through either my friend or twitter memes

[aquarian-queen]

Troy Otto in 8x07