#megumi is still an icon

[that-one-xachster]

Megumi x Childhood Bestie!Reader Hcs part two

ok I'm continuing this lmfao

so lets get to the part after go/joe kidnaps itadori

and you're just chilling with megumi in his room questioning all life choices

and he's questioning life itself

"crabs probably think fish can fly"

"...what did you eat today"

"tuna mayo"

"istg if you pull the Inumaki crap-"

"bean bags are boneless sofas"

"wHaT"

"...I want a beanbag."

*audibly sighs*

so yeah very fun

and you have a sleepover with him bc like

why not

and drama

so let's say todays that very special once in a lifetime day that you fall asleep INSTANTLY

and like just boom "I'm tired" you're knocked out

and megumi's just there like "gurl??"

my bro is absolutely done cause you're like taking up most of his bed

and personal space

give the man a break 😔✋

so he tries shoving you a lil to the side

keyword: tries

but you're a stubborn person so you don't budge

also you're gripping the bed for dear life in your sLEEP-

you haven't grown out of it lmao

megumi pulls his iconic face and is just

absolutely done at this point

so-

he's known you since childhood anyway right

and you're asleep right

right

so you won't mind if he just plops on top of you and cuddle-spoons you while your sleeping to create space right 😊

just to create space

you don't mind even when you're awake but megumi doesn't know that-

so yes he lies on top of you- wraps an arm around your waist- and spoons you while he falls asleep-

im giggling squealing kicking my feet writing this don't mind me

so yes he's still spooning you while you're asleep-

and in the morning he wakes up first ehe-

bc sleep = none or sleep = all

"all's well thats well for me"

iykyk

but you're still sleeping

and its like 7:30 am

its too early for this shit

so he just stays in bed cuddling you

and boom half an hour later you wake up

but you pretend to be sleeping heh

why

plot

so you two are technically cuddling rn and then my bro realizes that your awake-

and hes like

"oh good morning"

yeah we're totally gonna gaslight

"good morning to you too"

we're gonna keep up the gaslighting

so you turn around and you're facing megumi and you're like what time is it he's like 8:30 am or sum

so you both get up bleh the boring stuff

AND THIS IS THE MOMENT WHERE ITADORI IS GETTING SHOWN HIS ROOM SO-

YOU SEE WHERE THIS IS GOING

so then megumi walks out of the room but you're still inside cause why not

and then itadori and megumi have some bro talk and you just pop up behind megumi-

itadori sHRIEKS

gojos like 'did u two have a sleepover 😼'

and megumi ofc is like 'why do you care'

and itadori goes-

GASPPP ARE YOU TWO DATING???

the way your faces heat up so fast

FACES

WITH AN S

PLURAL

MEGUMI'S BLUSHING TOO

and hes like 'what the f no i'm not dating this idiot here'

you're like 'i wish 😔'

tHE WAY HE BLUSHES HARDER

no this does not go unnoticed by gojo and he whips out his phone faster than lightning mcqueen and bombards him with pictures

'smile for the camera megumi~'

'boy if you don't shut your skin tone chicken bone google chrome no home flip phone disowned ice cream cone garden gnome extra chromosome metronome dimmadome genome full blown monochrome student loan Indiana jones overgrown flintstone x and Y chromosome hormone friend zone Sylvester Stallone Sierra loan autozone professionally seen silver patrone head ass up-'

yes I had to

anyway y'all gotta go pick up the other first year aka nobara

and you're like

"OOH OOH GOJO SENSEI BOY OR GIRL"

"hehe you'll see"

so you make all of them speed to wherever the hell yer picking her up

idt I mentioned you slept in the car and your head was on megumis shoulder eheh

itadori kept teasing him and won't let him live it down fr

so yk nobara and her iconic scene

you have no shame

and you drink your respect women juice

im trying to make this gender neutral 😭

you see the uniform and you're cheering her on so much like

"WOO YEAHHH- PUT HIM IN HIS PLACE YOU GO GIRL-"

and shes like tf is this crazy bish doing

but you're just really excited to have another person in the group cause being around the same uh 7-8 people can get boring

so you meet her and you're pretty excited

"be glad boys, you're getting another girl in the group."

now that drops your opinion

so you have a smol idea

to uh

you whisper something in her ear and the wAY HER EXPRESSION DROPS

guess what you said <3 bc ik ofc I wanna see what y'all think

anyhoo so then shes like WHAT THE HELL and drops it

and boom you pull your feminine/masculine/nonbinary wiles and she's now your bestie

and gojo says we're going sOmEwHeRe

and nobara and itadori get so excited

yk the EJWRHTKWJEHTAUIETHR and the hugging gojo

you're standing next to megumi though cause you know whats coming

the way their face drops when y'all go to that messed up school- was it a school?

anyway yuji and nobara go in and you're outside with megumi and gojo

y'all are sitting down nearby

you're tired af with this shit so you just plop your head down in megumi's lap and no questions he just lets you

<3

and hes running his fingers through your HAIRRRRR

*screaming*

so you have some lovey-dovey time and gojo sneaks a picture cause he low-key ships you two

and after the two come out y'all just walk back very nice day

okay moving on from the boring stuff he goes back to his dorm

is developing a crush ehe

so hes just lying in bed thinking like

WHY TF AM I FEELING THIS WAY OVER THAT IDIOT RAHHHH

poor guys conflicted

but good for you hehe

sigh I'm tired ill write a part 3 later lmao

[gravesung-moving]

also i am slowly getting used to gege face… maybe it’s time for me to finally read the manga

[cuntyji]

ib by toji's version of this post by @reignpage, no reader gender specified - can be read as male/female/gn whatever!!!! toji & reader are in an established relationship [of your choice - dating/marrried].

“fucccckkk, yeah—right there. harder. deeper, c’mon baby, don’t be shy. put y'er whole weight into it.”

“jesus fucking christ, could you two keep it down?” gojo groaned, dramatically pressing a pillow over his face as yet another loud, guttural moan echoed through the walls. megumi, sitting cross-legged on the couch, shot him a disgusted glance. “can you not involve jesus in this?”

"yeah, it’s already bad enough we can hear it, don’t make it worse with religious guilt," nobara added, stuffing popcorn into her mouth. yuuji, however, looked oddly concerned. “but… doesn’t he sound like he’s in pain?”

a particularly loud moan rattled the walls.

megumi pinched the bridge of his nose. “i hate that you’re making me say this, but maybe that’s how he likes it.”

gojo shot up from his seat. “that’s it! i’m putting an end to this.”

“sensei, for the love of god, don’t—”

but gojo was already marching toward the room, righteous fury in his steps. he didn’t just suffer through one interrupted scene of legally blonde—oh no, this had been going on for the entire movie, and he was at his limit.

with zero hesitation, he slammed open the door.

“okay, first of all—what the actual fu—”

his words died in his throat. because instead of whatever soul-scarring image he had prepared himself for, he found you walking on toji’s back.

literally.

you had one foot pressing into his shoulder blade, the other digging into his lower spine, your arms outstretched for balance.

toji, lying face down on the futon, groaned as you applied more pressure. “ah—fuck, yeaahhhh, right there.”

gojo blinked once.

twice.

thrice.

“...what the hell am i looking at.”

you turned your head lazily. “a deep tissue massage?”

toji, still lying flat on his stomach, grunts. “the fuck d'ya want?”

gojo raises a shaky hand. “i—i don’t know what’s worse. the fact that i thought you were getting absolutely railed into next week, or the fact that i thought you were the one getting railed into next week.”

your eye twitches. “i’m giving him a massage.”

“is that what you kids are calling it nowadays?”

“oh my god—”

“so you admit this is weird,” gojo snaps, pointing aggressively. “like, i came here to tell you to shut the fuck up, ‘cause i can’t hear reese witherspoon’s iconic ‘what, like it’s hard?’ line over your sex noises—”

“not sex noises,” you interrupt.

“—and what do i find? you stepping all over toji like a goddamn cockroach. i don’t know if i should be relieved or more disturbed.”

“ever had a slipped disc before, six eyes? feels like god’s punishing you for every bad thing you’ve ever done,” toji grumbled, his voice muffled against the futon. “this is the closest i’ve gotten to enlightenment.”

you pressed your heel into a particularly stiff knot. toji let out an obscene moan.

gojo recoiled like he’d been physically struck.

“nope. nope.” he turned on his heel, immediately exiting the room. “i don’t know if this is better or worse than what i thought i’d see, but i’m not sticking around to find out. i think i’d rather have walked in on you two fucking.”

yuuji, megumi, and nobara watched as he returned to the couch, sat down in complete silence, and resumed watching legally blonde.

“…so?” nobara asked, nudging him.

gojo simply popped a piece of popcorn into his mouth and said, deadpan, “megumi was right. he likes it rough.”

[tojikai]

Sundered 6: DREAMS

Pairing: Gojo x reader

• Part 1   |  Part 2   | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Alt. Ending

Genre: Angst

tags/cw: angst, babydaddy!gojo, babymomma!reader, motherhood, insecurities, arguments, implied noncon, sexual assault

word count: 6.7k

He wished to tell you that he loves you too but that wouldn’t be right.

“Megumi.” Toji warned, raising a finger at the breathless, laughing toddler. “No jumping on the bed. You’ll fall.” He put an apple in his mouth as he watched them. You combed the ends of your hair, leaning on the doorframe. Toji was sitting on the bed, while the two kids were playing beside him, jumping up and down.

“Yui, baby, can I ask you something?” He gently picked the little girl up, glancing at you as he put the bowl of fruit down. He sat her on his lap, “Who's Gumi's Dada?” Yui looked up at him, pointing a finger at his chest. “Alright, very good. How about you? Who’s your Dada?” You know what he’s trying to make her understand.

Yui just developed that habit because oftentimes, Megumi would run and call Toji. And what her playmates do, Yui does too. She would follow him screaming ‘Dada’ as well, but Toji never failed to gently correct her. “Toru!” She raised her short hands, clapping as she looked at you. “That’s nice. So, you call Satoru Dada, okay?” He tapped her cheek.

“Toji no? No Dada?” She shook her head at him, asking. “Yes, just look at your hair.” You butted in, pointing playfully at her as you walked towards them. You can feel Toji’s eyes on you as you sit down in front of them. You’re still not over the conversation you had earlier. But you’re not letting the kids hear about that.

Yui was pulling at her hair, trying to see the color and looking back at Toji’s to check. “See? You and Satoru look the same.” You pinched her cheek “Yui hair white.” Megumi pointed at his playmate, “Yeah, you’re getting good at colors!” You raised your hand, asking for a high five, which he gladly returned with a shy smile.

Toji looked at you as you scooted beside him, before placing a hand on your thigh. He’s ready to apologize, but he doesn’t know if he can let it go. Toji’s mind is still stuck on that day you told him Satoru was still in love with you. And if he’s being honest, it puts him in a really rough spot.

“It’s getting late.” You tapped on your phone, allowing it to light up. “Why are they not tired yet?” You yawned, feeling his thumb rub on your skin. “'cause they ate the cake.” He sighed, stretching his back before staring at you again, “What?” You asked, watching him shake his head. “We got things to talk about.” He nodded.

“I know. Later, we will.” You moved to him, pecking his lip quickly, “We can’t talk about it with the children in here.” Scrolling through your contacts, you pressed Satoru’s number. “Yui, come here, we’ll talk to Dada.” Tapping a quick message that you’ll call, you sat your child in between your thighs.

“Do you want to say sorry to Dada? You were mean to him earlier.” You poked her side, watching her nod before throwing something at her playmate.”’Gumi, sit down first.” Toji told the boy and he followed, but only to continue playing with Yui. Megumi’s a quiet kid but with playmates around, he can get hyper too.

“Wait, what if he’s asleep now?” You asked Yui, “Maybe we can apologize tomorrow when he picks you up, okay?” You kissed her cheek, hearing her whine, “Now Mama. Yui says sorry.” She tried to grab the phone. “Okay, okay. Alright. Wait a second, we’ll try.” You pressed the telephone icon. There were multiple rings but no answer.

“Dada’s asleep.” You pouted at her, “He said he wants to sleep early so he can see you early tomorrow too!” You tickled her side, making her flinch with a smile, followed by fits of giggle that made Toji chuckle. ‘Gumi quickly replaced you, laughing with the little girl as he pokes her tummy.

“Let them play like that, they’ll get tired quicker,” Toji uttered, putting a hand behind his head. “What happened earlier? I thought it was his schedule today.” He asked, referring to the events earlier. “You said that his mom was there.” He added recalling what you were explaining to him before you fought.

“Yeah, and he had to take Yui back here with me. We were supposed to eat Yui’s cake there before he takes me home because that’s what she wants. But of course, the devil ruins things.” You rolled your eyes just thinking about his Mom. You still haven’t told your mother about it, knowing how she gets when it’s about you.

“Does Satoru’s father know that she’s like that?” It’s now your turn to nod, “He’s just tired of her, actually. I know.” His father’s always busy but you’d never forget how he’d always take your infant for a walk to give her some sun.

“Oh, I thought your son wasn’t married yet. Look at this cute baby girl.” An elderly man who once visited said to him, It worried you that your child was born out of wedlock. You used to avoid going out with them to avoid this type of situation but his father didn’t mind.

“They’re not married yet. This one’s a…”mini advanced gift” for us.” He chuckled, lightly bouncing the infant in his arms. “Oh, she's like a little girl version of Satoru.” The elderly cooed when Yui opened her eyes. Whenever Satoru’s mother tries to argue with you and he’s around, he’d also say a sentence or two just to stop her.

“You’re not thinking! Getting a baby’s ear pierced. What kind of a mo—” She rambled on, claiming that I was harming her granddaughter when they visited Satoru’s house. “You’re crying about this more than the child who got her ears pierced.” Satoru’s father cut her off, rubbing his temples as he sat beside her.

Satoru was taking a call outside and his mother just had to take this opportunity to antagonize you. “I’m her grandmother. I got the right to protect her. She’s a newborn!” His mother was hysterical and if it weren’t for Satoru’s father, you would be talking back to her by now. “She’s 5 months old, Aiko! She’s an infant. Stop arguing with the mother.”

You sat far from them, not wanting to scare the baby in your arms. “She’s not capable of—” His mother tried to retort but Satoru’s father was getting fed up “You’re not capable of understanding.” With that, the fight came to an end and after a few minutes, Satoru was walking back to the living room. “What’s going on?” He asked but his mother could only scowl.

After a little while, the kids started to get sleepy. Yui was whining as she rubbed her eyes, and Megumi kept asking for the phone. “You could let him watch something that could help him sleep. Like the—” You were about to suggest but Toji was already picking the child up, answering: “Ah, no. My wife used to cut off his screen time 30 minutes before sleep.”

You remained silent for a minute as you took off Yui’s hair ties. “Let’s go to bed.” You whispered after combing the toddler’s hair. “Come on, so we can talk.” You lifted Yui up before walking to her room with Toji trailing behind you. When Megumi and Toji stay over, he and Yui share a bed. Thankfully, it was big enough for the two of them as Yui rolls around a lot in her sleep.

You were supposed to sleep over at Toji’s house tonight. But because of the fight that you had, you figured that sleeping here would be more comfortable. It was good that he always kept some extra clothes for Megumi in his car.

Now, the two toddlers are peacefully sleeping and you two are starting to feel the tension again.

“You can go first, what is bothering you?” He asked as the two of you walked back to your room. You don’t know why but for some reason, you feel embarrassed that you’re getting jealous of his wife. Not only that but it also makes you feel overreacting. You took a deep breath as you closed your eyes, telling yourself that it was better to say it now than to let it get worse.

“It’s because…you keep talking about your wife.” You let your shoulders slouch as you plopped on the bed, watching his face contort into disbelief. “My wife?” He repeated, he looked at you as if you just told him a dark secret. “Toji, look. When you want to tell or suggest something to me, Can you not… always say that your wife did this and that? I mean… I just get uncomfortable.”

There was a pregnant pause as he straightened up, pacing back and forth as he thought of an answer. You wished he didn’t take that long because now it’s making you feel like it’s hard to decide between the living and the dead. It’s making you feel like you're not even in his top five; like you only come after someone who can't even be here.

It’s making you feel like you’re just the second best. And that’s all you’ll ever know of him too.

“Look, I am simply putting her words out. You know how much they mean to me, you know how much and what she means to me—” He sat down on a chair across the room, explaining as calmly as he can but that hurts and before you know it, you’re already asking him: “Then, what do I mean to you?” Toji looked at you, mouth slightly ajar.

“You’re jealous? Of my dead wife?” He tried to clarify like it’s the most unbelievable thing you said. “It’s not jealousy, I just—” He cut you off by exhaling harshly, rubbing his face. “She’s not here, Y/N. I could only think of her, but you’re here with me. How could you feel jealous about that?” It’s only making you feel bad; like what you’re feeling is trivial.

“It’s because you make me feel that way.” You clenched your fist. This type of pain is making you angry; not because it hurts too much but because it’s pissing you off that after everything during these months, he could still make you feel like this. “I know that if you're given a chance to choose you wouldn't want me in her place, but I wish you didn't make me feel like that too much.”

“Do you really just expect me to never reminisce about her? She’s my first wife. I lost her so suddenly I didn’t even have time to process it.” Everything that he’s saying is wrong to you and you’re not afraid to express. You cannot live with a man who probably wishes that you were someone else. “Then, why did you even date me?” Your words were sharp, like how you’re looking at him.

“And why did you even date me when you still can’t get over your ex?” He retorted, “You won't let me call you a petname because he used to call you that. How is that any different?” Now, he’s just as aggravated as you and you hated it. You hated arguing with him even if it was just about simple things and now that it’s not something simple, it frustrates you even more.

“Satoru isn’t dead, Toji. I wished that you called me something else because it’s triggering, and I don’t get to control that.” You tried to keep your voice down as your hands clenched. “I do it because I’m protecting my peace, not because I compare the things you do.” You panted, looking at him with nothing but exasperation in your eyes.

“Toji, I’m starting to feel like a placeholder.” You put your hands on your knees, hanging your head low. “I’m starting to feel like a stand-in for your dead wife. And you would keep telling me what she used to do so I could perfect it.” Biting your lip as you shook your head, “I wish you’d just understand me. I really want to try with you…”

He leaned back on the chair, keeping his eyes on you. “Look, Y/N. I’m sorry.” He spoke after a couple of seconds, “I can’t promise to not think about her because that person; that woman is the mother of my son.”

“And I want to try with you too, you know that. Maybe this will all get better with time. But I can’t find my peace knowing that he’s just there, loving you.” The room felt so big now that there was a space between you and Toji. A space that is bigger than the actual size of your room.

“Then, what should I do?” You asked him, genuinely clueless as to what he wanted to happen. “I don’t know, Y/N.” He shook his head, sighing. “What should you do when someone keeps trying to get to you?” There was an obvious answer to that.

“You know I can’t just do that. He’s the father of my daughter, Toji. You know where I’m coming from—” You looked at him, your eyebrows knitted together. “I don’t. He literally told you he regrets you and your daughter, isn’t that enough for you to take Yui away?” You shook your head, eyes tearing up as you realized what he just said.

“Y/N, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say it like that. Babe—” He walked towards you, grasping the weight of his words. “Don’t touch me.” You shut your eyes, not wanting to shed a tear anymore. “Just…just don’t talk to me right now, Toji.” Your hands gestured for him to stay back as you shook your head.

“I can’t believe you’d use my pain against me.” You whispered to him as you stood up, walking out of the room.

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“What about…Yui?” Your eyes glimmered as you looked at him, “Ah…I like that.” Satoru smiled up at you, before leaning down. “Yui? Do you like that—” Before he could even finish his sentence, you stared at each other with wide eyes. “She just kicked…” He laughed, placing his hand on your bump.

“Yui. How’s my little girl?” He asked again, earning another kick after a couple of seconds. “That’s so cute, Satoru.” You gushed, happy tears pooling in your eyes. “She likes that name.” He sighed, kissing your stomach before standing up. The sinking sun made your eyes gleam.

“She’ll be here soon.” He kissed your forehead, putting his hand around your waist as he closed his eyes feeling the wind blow on his face. At that moment, he felt like he’s got everything already. At first, you talked about how everything you’ll do is just for the child.

But as months went by, seeing your face first thing in the morning and last thing in the night has already become Satoru’s favorite thing.

“What are you thinking about?” You looked up at him as you stood there on his balcony, holding his hands on your stomach. “You. So, kiss me.” He leaned down as you giggled, pecking his lips. “More.” He intertwined your fingers with his, brushing his nose on your outer ear until you gave him another one.

You wouldn’t have met if Satoru didn’t enter the bar you were working at, and that thought made Satoru grateful that he did because this is something he wouldn't want to miss.

“Y/N, stay with me.” He whispered, feeling you lean your body on him. “I love you...Y/N”

“Kiss me…” And so Naomi did, putting her lips on his as she tried to prepare him. She closed her eyes as he heard him hum, speaking other words unknown but she knew that it was to urge her to continue. “More…” The word made her exhale, relaxing more and more as he coaxed her, probably half asleep.

Maybe he’s just too sleepy and drunk. She thought, putting her hands on his chest to support herself. She raised her lower half, aligning herself with him. She traced her fingers on his arms before lacing them with his. She felt his warmth as she took a deep breath, thinking one last time before throwing it all away, frustrated.

She was ready to put it in, take all of him in her, and just let it all happen. You were a stranger to Satoru when he chose to keep a life with you. But I’m his girlfriend; his salvation and love. Satoru wouldn’t deny me and his child to me. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to find the final push to proceed.

But it only took one word from him for her to come back down. Her temperature dropped low as she felt her blood run cold.

“...Y/N.” Naomi halted her movements, eyes wide in shock. Did he just call your name in his sleep? “...Stay with me.” His brows furrowed in his sleep, and Naomi could only look as his image got blurry because of her tears. What? “I love you…Y/N.” She clasped her hand over her chest, trying to move away.

He’s dreaming about you? All this time? Tears fell from her face as she tried not to make another movement or sound. And he said he loves you? Her initial suspicions were right. Naomi’s throat constricted as she held in her sob. “No…” She whispered, finding it hard to breathe. Her ears were starting to ring as she struggled to get up.

*Ring. Ring. Ring.*

Naomi’s breath was knocked out of her lungs as she noticed Satoru’s phone ringing and vibrating beside his pillow. He can’t wake up. Not now… She thought as she forced her weak knees to work and grab the phone without startling him but it was impossible as it was right beside his head, partially covered by the pillow.

Before she could even get it, Satoru stirred awake, blinking his eyes up at her. “Naomi?” His eyes scanned her before realizing the situation she put the both of them in. “What the fuck?” His eyes went wide, trying to get up. Naomi was panicking, stepping off of him as he looked at her with confusion and disgust.

“S-Satoru, it isn’t like—” She tried to hold his hand, face wet with tears as he tried to get away from her, “What the fuck are you trying to do?” Pulling his pants before standing up. She picked up her silk robe, trying to give herself some decency as what she did started to sink into her. “Were you—fuck!” Satoru’s frustration was obvious, making Naomi flinch as she wept.

“Were trying to sleep with me while I was out?” His eyes were filled with emotions; dismay, disgust, fear, and disbelief. The last thing Satoru remembered was staring at his phone before he dozed off. Then, he remembered dreaming about you. Satoru rubbed his forehead with the heel of his palm. He knows that he shouldn’t have taken shot after shot even if he’s at home.

Satoru’s a lightweight and Naomi knows that. Could it be… “You made me drink on purpose.” His voice lowered as he pointed a finger at her. “No…I didn’t. I—” She tried to utter, voice coming out as a squeak, “I am not asking a question. I know that you did.” Satoru gritted through his teeth.

“Do you know what can happen to you?” Satoru walked towards her, glowering. “I could put you behind bars for this, Naomi.” Satoru was fuming, he didn't even know where the alcohol in his body went. He just knows that he’s dizzy. Raising his hand only to put it back down again, he doesn’t want to risk anything.

“What were you trying to do?” He spoke in a low voice, reaching for his phone on the bed. Your name was written in bold letters when he looked at his notifications. So, it was you who was calling. Once again saving him from whatever type of hell he got himself into. “N-nothing happened.” She shook her head, trying to convince him with her eyes.

“I’m not asking you if something happened or not, I’m asking about what you were trying to do.” His jaw and teeth hurt by how hard he is biting down. She sat there with tears cascading down her cheek while Satoru waited for her. “Please, don’t make me do this—”

He can't believe that a face as angelic and tame as this could do something so evil; so vile.

“Don’t make you do what? You feel embarrassed now but you weren’t embarrassed earlier when you were assaulting me!” He snapped, watching her eyes widen and her fear flashes on her face. “It’s not that, Satoru. I wasn’t trying to…” She walked to him, grabbing his hand with her cold ones. Satoru snatched his hand away, taking a step back.

His glares sent daggers to her heart. Never once has he been like this to her. “I…We were having problems. I thought that a…a child—” Naomi stopped talking, crying even more as Satoru closed his eyes and shook his head. He could tell that he was holding back on her.

“We were having problems so you thought having a child would fix it.” He finished for her, biting his lip. Her tendencies scared Satoru. He remembered how he decided not to tell her about his feelings for you earlier when he had every chance to because he felt bad. And now that one decision almost ruined him. “I’m gonna tell you now. Nothing will fix this.”

Naomi could feel her heart crack and break at his words. “Is it because of her?” She scowled, thinking about his mother’s words. “Is it because she got a boyfriend? Satoru, she's only trying to make you jealous—” She tried to explain, desperate to make him listen to her. “I don’t fucking care. I don’t care if she doesn’t take me back, I don’t care if she's only doing that to spite me.” Stopping, he took a step towards her.

“Naomi, I don’t give a fuck if she hurts me back because I fucking deserve it.” He panted, “For all the shit I put her through when I decided to be with you instead of fixing things as I promised her.” His mouth quivers as memories flash across his vision.

The day he let go, the day he started over for himself, the day he chose only for himself while you were out there waiting for a change.

“You know… I don’t regret meeting you. Because you helped me. You were a great friend to me. But I regret choosing you over Y/N. We should’ve never been something like this.” He sighed deeply, listening to her sniffles and apologies. “I should’ve just told you earlier that I’m still in love with her.” With that sentence, all her questions got answered. Naomi's world came apart.

“You’re getting checked tomorrow.” He stood up straight, grabbing his phone as he headed for the door. “Satoru, nothing happened, there��s no need to—” She tried to go after him, stopping when he paused by the door. “I don’t trust you.” He spoke before stepping out, leaving Naomi in the room with nothing but her broken heart, shame, and humiliation.

Satoru sat on the couch, running his hands through his hair. He stared blankly at the dark corner of his room, thinking about all the wrong paths he took. So much has happened and it’s not even a whole day yet. First, his mother ruined his child’s family day, and now— Cutting off his own thoughts, Satoru started to suspect something.

Naomi said she spoke to his mother. Is she, by any chance, involved with the decisions she came up with?

As much as Satoru hated to think about it, with the way his mother was acting, he couldn't help himself from thinking that she told Naomi something that made her do this. Even if she didn’t directly command her to do that, she could still be involved. Tears pooled in his eyes as he thought of it all. He did his everything to try and understand his mom, to be a good son to her.

“Naomi,” Storming back to the room, she found Naomi speaking on her phone. Terror appeared as she looked at him, hurriedly ending the call. Trudging towards her, she tried to put her phone away but with their size, it was impossible. “Who are you talking to?” He was far too angry to listen to her pleas and calls of his name.

She desperately tried to get it back but she was too late. “So, I was right? You talked to my mom about this.” He laughed bitterly, clenching the phone in his hand. “Satoru, let me explain, please. I won’t lie. We had a chat, we—” Naomi rambled on but Satoru was already pressing the call button, walking out as she chased after him.

“What?! You came up with that plan, deal with it!” Satoru can tell how annoyed she was by how she immediately answered, not even thinking about who it was. Satoru tried to keep Naomi away as she tried to grab the phone, calling her mom. “Did you coach her to violate your own son?” Satoru felt nauseous. He wants to throw up everything in his stomach.

“Satoru? No, honey, I didn’t tell her to—” Her voice cracked, shaking and tears finally escaped Satoru’s eyes. Naomi could only stand there, watching the man she loves break down because of what she did. Because of what they did. She should’ve listened to her conscience when it was telling her to stop.

Her desires brought her nothing but a quick, frail pleasure and a lifetime of agony. They gave her something to regret for the rest of her life.

“I’ll be in contact with Dad. And you won’t ever hear from me again once I settle all of this.” His voice was hoarse, low, and rough. Not giving himself a chance to hear his mother’s cries, Satoru ended the call. Before Naomi could even talk he was already harshly shrugging her touch off of him, “Don’t even try to explain. It’s clear to me now.”

“Satoru, can you just listen for a bit, I didn’t want to do that—'' She choked on her own sobs, “But you did! And I could get you arrested for it.” Satoru threatened, making her shake her head in fear. “You’ll get tested tomorrow.” He pointed a finger at her face, before turning to leave.

Entering his child’s room, Satoru sat on the bed, letting himself crumble and fall apart.

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“Mama, mama!” You woke up to the feeling of someone jumping on the bed beside you. “Eat, Y/N. Let’s eat.” Looking down, you found two children looking at you in their pajamas. “Alright, alright. I’ll be up in a minute, calm down. “ You rubbed your eyes, smiling even as you remembered how the other night went.

After an hour of sitting in the kitchen, Toji came out. You refused to look at his face, but you can feel his cautious movements around you. You subtly wiped your cheeks, trying to hide the fact that you cried. You always know that it’s alright to cry to him, but for some reason, you feel like you’re so far away from him right now.

You felt like he was holding a weapon against you. One shot could be enough to tear you down again.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered, after a couple of seconds of standing in front of you. You looked down, leaning on the kitchen counter. “I didn’t mean to say that.” Toji took a seat on one of the chairs, patiently waiting for you to respond. Sighing, you looked up at him, seeing him looking at you with contrite in his eyes.

“You’re a father too, Toji.” You tucked a few strands of hair behind your ear, before letting your hand rest on your nape. “I know, Y/N. I shouldn’t have said that.” Toji admits that he felt like you were being unfair to him. He didn’t realize that he was the one being unfair to Satoru when he’s obviously trying to stay at a distance.

“Please, understand that I’m not asking you to forget your wife. I just don’t like feeling like I’m…like I’m not enough.” You swallowed right after saying it, as if it’s a strong medicine that tasted bad enough to numb your tongue. “I’ve had enough of feeling like that.” It was barely above whisper, Toji didn’t really catch it but he wrapped you in his arms.

“I’m sorry, I really am.” Kissing your forehead, he felt you relax in his arms. Toji hated himself for making you feel like this again. He hated that he let himself project his feelings on you. The jealousy was coming from him and not you. He failed to understand your point because he was blinded by his bitterness over the fact that you and Satoru are finally getting along.

He didn’t even think of the child involved.

“I’m tired. I just want to sleep.” You murmured to his chest, “Alright, alright. Let’s go.” With that, you and Toji went to bed; with his arms around you and your back against his chest. You didn’t want your head against his chest, you can’t bring yourself to look in his eyes.

You were afraid that you’d hear a different name if you listened to the beat of his heart. It would be painful to see a different woman in the reflection in his eyes.

Picking up your phone, you felt the two kids lay beside you. There were texts from Satoru. You initially assumed that it’s probably because of your missed call from the night before but your brows furrowed in confusion when you saw how early he sent them. 4:37 in the morning.

Opening the messages, you heard Toji enter the room. “What are you two doing? I said "no jumping on the bed.”” Your eyes were glued to the screen of your phone, taking in every single word in Satoru’s messages. “Good morning,” You felt a kiss on your forehead, “You okay?” Toji asked, curious as to why you looked worried first thing in the morning.

“Satoru’s got matters, he can’t pick Yui up until later today.” You spoke, opening the next message. I saw your call last night. I couldn’t call back because it was late. I fell asleep early. “It’s probably because of what happened yesterday.” You caught a sigh escape from Toji’s lips. “He’ll be ok. He won’t let you get caught up in this.”

He sat down next to you as he looked at the screen, you didn’t bother hiding it, not wanting to make him feel like you’re hiding something. “Do you want to talk to him?” You looked at him as soon as the words escaped his lips. “It’s okay. He would say that if he needed that.” You replied, looking away after giving him a small smile.

“Well then let’s have breakfast, I cooked something. The kids woke up really early.” He chuckled, pecking your cheek. “I’ll be there.” You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into you as you kissed his ear. “Thank you so much.” You whispered to him, feeling his weight on you.

“Anything for you.” Only Toji knows how much he meant those words.

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“It will be out in two days.” Satoru threw the car keys on the couch, before walking towards the stairs. “You can take all your belongings. If I–“ He trailed but Naomi cut him off, “Satoru, I’m sorry. I was just desperate to–“ He gave her a warning look, making her look down. He’s been nothing but cold to her.

“You’re desperate so you tried to do that to me?” He shook his head, “You know, I’m sorry too. I regret that I didn’t just tell you what was really going on. I should've just broken up with you that day. I thought I could save it if I tried, even just for the sake of the time we were together and what you did for me, but I can’t. This wouldn't have happened, you wouldn't have gotten a chance to do that.” Satoru was getting harsher and harsher with his words.

Filled with mixed emotions, he watched as the woman he trusted cried again. She’s been crying since the night before but he couldn’t find it in himself to comfort her. He doesn’t even want to be under the same roof as her at that moment. When he thinks about what could’ve happened if he didn’t wake up on time, or if you didn’t call, all he feels is dread.

“I will be the first to touch the test results.” Satoru declared as he clenched his jaw, “Satoru…can’t we just wait until—” Naomi tried to grab his arm, looking at him with teary, pleading eyes. She’s shaking, and her fingers are freezing. “Wait until what? ‘Till I can’t go back? ‘Til you achieve what you’re trying to do?! ‘Til you ruin every hope that I have?!” The woman cowers in fear and embarrassment.

“Naomi, are you not scared? Of this mess that you got me in?” He hissed at her face, watching her look down as she sobbed. She’s visibly trembling at this point, “You should be ashamed.” Satoru nodded his head, clenching his fists. “For what you’ve done... you should be ashamed.” He walked out of the room, slamming the door on her as she fell down to her knees, wailing.

Locking the door, Satoru changed quickly, before laying down on the bed. His head’s been killing him since last night; hangover, sleeplessness and stress are continuously tearing through every muscle. He looked at his phone, seeing the hundred missed calls from his mom who probably came earlier, as expected, when they went to the hospital.

Satoru was just about to put his phone down when it started to vibrate. Your contact with a picture of Yui and you flashed on the screen. He didn’t waste any time answering the video call. Seeing his little girl made all the tiredness leave his body. She looked down at the phone, smiling at him.

“Dada! Dada, Hi!” Waving at him, “Hey, baby. I’ll pick you up in a bit, alright? Dada just needs to nap.” He watched her scrunch her brows, seeing your frowning face for a second. “Yui don’t want.” She whined, hearing the word ‘nap.’ Laughing, Satoru saw you peek on the screen, “Not Yui. Dada will nap.”

“Take your time to rest. You look really tired.” You talked, holding a baby plate in your hand. “I just noticed she’s starting to look like you.” He chuckled, sighing as his eyes blinked slowly. You remained silent on the other end of the line, feeding a spoon full to the toddler.

“What were you going to say to Dada?” You talked to Yui, wiping her chin. “Sorry. Yui, uhm, Yui not nice.” The view kept shaking as she struggled to hold the phone in her small hands. “It’s ok, baby. Dada will buy you the cake, as promised.” The way her eyes lit up as she heard the word made Satoru forget about his problems.

After a little bit of talking and watching his daughter eat, you took the phone from her but still kept the camera on her face. “Say bye-bye now, let Dada sleep for a bit.” You spoke, and the kid obediently followed, waving her father goodbye, “Bye-bye. Dada.” She looked up at you, “See you later,” Repeating each word you say, Satoru could only tell her how much he loves her.

He wished to tell you that he loves you too but that wouldn’t be right.

“I’ll call later. “ He talked to you, hearing you hum, “Alright, rest well.” With that, you ended the call, leaving Satoru on the verge of sleep. He prayed to dream of you and maybe even do the things that he wished to do with you. He wished that he could just ask you to hold him before he breaks down again.

He realized that all this time, it’s you, it’s your arms that he needed to put him back together again permanently and not just as some sort of comfort that could so easily break. If he had a choice to turn back time, he’d turn it all the way back to when you, Yui, and he were together; not before he met you.

Because even if his relationship with you began with an obligation, it was still his choice to love you.

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TWO DAYS LATER

“Yeah, don’t worry about it. It’s alright.” He spoke to the phone, struggling to put his seatbelt on. Satoru’s been anxious, he couldn’t even sleep properly. Today, he’ll be receiving the test results. “I just got back from Toji’s, and he’s got something to do so he couldn’t take me to pick Yui up.” You sighed from the other line.

You were about to take a cab to Satoru’s house but he insisted that he’ll just drop Yui off back to you. “Let’s talk about the car next time, okay? So, you don’t have to commute.” He reminded, hearing you hum. “Yeah, ok. I’ll tell Toji about it too.” With that, you bid farewell, telling him to drive safely before dropping the call.

“Alright, let’s go to Mama.” Satoru looked over at his daughter who was sucking on her binky. She nodded eagerly, wiggling her little legs as she claps her small hands. Satoru didn’t tell you about what happened with Naomi. He doesn’t even know if he’ll be able to. That night was still clear to him. He closed his eyes, grabbing the steering wheel before starting to drive.

The car ride to your house was filled with little giggles and occasional singing of his little girl. She slowed Satoru down, preventing his mind from overheating from thinking about things as she playfully calls him every now and then. "Dada! Yui hair!" She pulled at the strands, scrunching her nose as she laughed. "Dada hair!" Her fingers pointed at him.

Satoru smiled at her through the mirror, instantly understanding what she was implying. "Ah, yes, we have the same hair." He cooed, making the little girl cover her eyes as she smiled, "You're a smart kid." In no time, the two of them reached your apartment. The kid kept hugging her Dad as they walked up your steps, as if sensing his distress.

"Baby!" You opened the door for them, kissing Yui's cheek. He can see your eyes scan his face, a hint of worry was etched on your features, "Would you like to come in? How did things go?" You were reluctant to ask the question, worried that it might be a bit too private for you to know. But it looked like he needed it when a small, sad smile appeared on his lips.

"Not good," He sighed, "I'll tell you about it some other time." Satoru went inside but only to put down his daughter's bag. "I, uh, have a delivery coming today, so…" Nodding, your mouth formed an 'O' shape, "Alright, you better get back then. Say bye to Dada." You adjusted your daughter on your hip, urging her to give her father a kiss.

"Bye love, I'll see you in a few days." He pecked the kids forehead, patting her hair and smiling at you as he went. His head, his heart and his feet felt heavy as he walked away. It's like the second Satoru left your apartment, his headache was back knowing that whatever's waiting for him at his house could be another obstacle to pass. And the worst; it could be something that he can never run away from.

He arrived only a couple of minutes earlier than the mailman. The envelope felt like a tonne in his hand as he took it, signing quickly before thanking the worker. Satoru stared at it as he walked to his living room, sitting down on the couch when he felt like his knees were about to give up. With cold fingers, he opened it, going directly to the section where he could find his peace.

Eyes widening as he breathed out the air he didn't know was holding in, he slammed the papers on the table as he pulled his phone out and dialed the number he's been hoping to call ever since the incident.

"Dad, I need to talk to you."

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[luvinghanni]

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!Ex-HusbandToji! who insists on flirting with you by the door whenever he gets the chance to at your weekly Megumi drop-offs.

!Ex-HusbandToji! who brings you a fresh bouquet of your favourite flowers every time he drops off your son at yours, his iconic sickeningly sweet smile plastered on his face as he presents them to you. Despite your eye rolls and annoyed facade he knows how much you really appreciate them, thanks to your son who just loves to tell his dad all about what happened at his mom's.

!Ex-HusbandToji! who can't get enough of talking to you so he memorises your schedule off by heart so he just "happens" to run into you during your daily errands. Your morning yoga classes, your nail appointments, your mindless "self-care" shopping? Trust him to be there perfectly timed.

!Ex-HusbandToji! who still yearns for you, pumping his cock at the thought of you in those tight gym shorts and matching sports bra he happened to catch you in that morning, unable to refrain from calling out your name as he finishes all over himself. Despite being divorced for almost 2 years he still wishes it was your hand around his cock instead of his.

!Ex-HusbandToji! who pretends he doesn't notice your frequent glances at his muscles and your batting eyelashes every time he comes to drop off Megumi, purposely leaning in the doorway to tower over you to get you going- just like it would in your marriage.

!Ex-HusbandToji! who decides to surprise you one day by showing up to your house unannounced while Megumi's at a sleepover, happily surprised when you suddenly decide to invite him in for a glass of wine.

!Ex-HusbandToji! who's lips are on yours the second he enters your home, hands re-finding their long lost place on your hips. God he missed you and it seemed you missed him too.

!Ex-HusbandToji! who missed the feeling of your walls clamping down around him at every rough thrust he makes, who missed your sugary sweet voice moaning out his name and little else, who missed your freshly manicured nails scraping down his back marking him as yours.

!Ex-HusbandToji! who finishes inside of you like he always used to with a groan before pulling out and landing beside you, pulling you tight into his strong arms, planning on when would be the best time to ask you to marry him again.

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I can't stop thinking about Toji OMLLLL 😮‍💨 size difference goes crazy

i hope you enjoyed lovelies x

comments + requests are always welcome 💕

[nanamis-princess]

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Your their passenger princess

Synopsis: just head canons about being their passenger princess:)

Genre: fluff

T/w: mentions of shoko smoking, bad driving lol, possibly oc geto? And misspellings

Nanami, gojo, geto, shoko, megumi, yuji & nobara (separately) X reader

Nanami

-he always has his free hand on your thigh or holding your hand. His thumb brushes over your thigh/thumb gently but if it annoys you he stops.

-steals glances at you while at red lights, giving you a soft smile as the light turns green

-he cant help but laugh if you guys miss an exit because you thought it was a bit further down.

-he doesn’t mind listening to what you pick, he’s kinda the type to listen to a podcast while driving tho. Or an audiobook.

-when you type in the location in his maps you see his favorite places saved. Your favorite stores & restaurants are saved, along with his favorite bakery ofc.

-he’s a very safe driver but you can’t tell me his not putting across you if the car has to come to a abrupt stop.

-he has beach scented air fresheners in his car.

-has a photo of you at the beach holding up a seashell, clipped to a photo of Haibara in his visor.

-keeps mints/ gum in his car at all times along with a lint roller (he’s a cat dad)

Gojo

-his free hand is always on your thigh

-asks you to feed him while he’s driving, he accidentally bit your finger before and offered to kiss it to make it feel better.

-he’s a safe driver for the most part but he has his moments. He’s like a 100% positive there was never a stop sign there.

-he misses his exits a lot. Like a lot, a lot.

-his car smells like his cologne.

-has an extra pair of his iconic glasses on his visor along with a photo of you and Megumi sitting at his favorite ice cream spot.

-likes driving to beautiful nature areas with you after making a snack run.

-needs music on at all times, he requests song but then just ends up making a bunch of playlist for you guys. But don’t worry you are still his DJ.

-always has a hoodie or jacket in his backseat that you probably end up stealing.

Geto

-always holds your hand while driving, he also brings your hand up to his lips and places a soft kiss.

-his car smells like black cherry and his windows are tinted.

-a decent driver but does speed, not always while your in the car tho. Unless you like that kinda thing;)

-has a necklace of yours around his rear view mirror that you gave him

-loves doing those cute fast food date ideas where you pick the appetizer, he picks the main meal and you pick the dessert.

-likes to make out with you at red lights until it turns green and gets honked at.

-while he lets you pick the music you find a playlist with your name as the title its songs that remind him of you. He has another one of music you’ve played before.

-has a case of water on the floor in the backseat along with a blanket.

Yuji

-he most likely keeps his hands on the wheel or tweaking with something as he drives but likes holding your hand while driving. Sometimes puts his hand on your thigh.

-always has your favorite candy or gum in his glove compartment.

-requests like two different songs at once but tells you which order to play them in. “They just pair together well” he laughs as you type all that in.

-like Gojo always has a hoodie in his backseat along with a pair of sneakers and a water bottle he forgets about.

-also has random papers in the backseat that he keeps forgetting to look at

-he’s also a decent driver, but when your in the car he’s more aware. Not that he’s less likely to be careful but the last thing he wants his to hurt you or someone else.

-has a group photo of you, him, Nobara and Megumi in his visor.

-his car keys have a matching keychain that he shares with you.

Megumi

-it’s a small gesture but he loves holding your hand while he’s driving. Gives it a gentle little squeeze from time to time along with a kiss on the back of your hand.

-has LED lights at the bottom of the car that he keeps red for most of the time but lets you change the color.

-before dating you he didn’t really use air fresheners but he found one that reminded him of your perfume/cologne.

-gives you full control of the music

-relies on your directions more than the map because up he always misses the exit.

-there is a little dog hair in his backseat that he tries his best to get out lol, he didn’t keep a hoodie or blanket back there until he started dating you.

-has a car charm with your first initial around his rear view mirror.

-doesn’t mind if you eat from his food as he drives, he will give you his last fry, or chicken nuggets.

Nobara

-holds your hand while driving but doesn’t mind if you put your hand on her thigh.

-loves driving around listening to music with you if you don’t have a set destination. If you have a set destination (and she hasn’t been there before) she needs the music on low to focus.

-you guys have a playlist you add songs together

-has one of those mini trash cans that’s hooked to the backseat

-also has leather seat covers that matches her steering wheel

-going shopping with you and then getting a sweet treat after is her favorite thing to do on her day off, she’ll spoil you and herself until her backseat is full of shopping bags.

-she’s a good driver, no accidents and no tickets. But that curb is her enemy.

-her glove compartment has an extra hairbrush and lip gloss. She keeps things you use on the go too.

-keeps two hoodies in her backseat if you both get cold

Shoko

-she prefers having her hand on your thigh when she drives if she isn’t smoking

- likes to tease you by rubbing her hand up your thigh and gives it a little squeeze. She chuckles with a small smile at the effect that it has on you.

-has hair ties around her shifter and in the middle compartment she keeps a pack of cigarettes

-her car smells like caramel with a hint of nicotine

-she also wont smoke in the car if it bothers you or as a matter of fact around you in general

-she’s a very good driver but has parking tickets

-got you a head rest pillow in your favorite color to put on your seat

-also keeps a blanket that’s your favorite color in her backseat along with a bag hook if hanging on the pack of your seat A/N: hello cuties:3 it’s been a minute. This took me two weeks to write lolll, I’m in a bit of a rut & lacking motivation. More stuff is on the way tho 💕🌸

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•(❦) - I guess I'll find a new boyfriend. (Completed)

•(❦) - Teaching duty! (Completed)

•(❦) - Airport! (Completed)

•(❦) - Save me! (Completed)

•(❦) - Accidents happen! (Completed)

•(❦) - Accidents happen part 2! (completed)

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•(❦) - Long Distance Relationships! (Completed)

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•(❦) - Would you still love me if I was a worm? (Completed)

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Single character smaus

(ᯓ) - random texts with Tanjiro Kamado (processing..)

(ᯓ) - random texts with Inosuke Hashibara (processing..)

(ᯓ) - random texts with Giyuu Tomioka (processing..)

(ᯓ) - random texts with Kyojuro Rengoku (processing..)

(ᯓ) - random texts with Shinobu Kocho (processing..)

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Short Fics!

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•(❦) - A group chat with Megumi, Yuji, and Nobara (completed)

•(❦) - Calling them bro! (Completed)

•(❦, ☂) - Having a bad dream! (completed)

•(❦) - Getting drunk! (completed)

•(❦) - You seem jealous.. (completed)

•(❦) - Texting them from a private number! (Completed)

•(❦) - Viewing your Instagram Post! (Completed)

•(❦) - A groupchat with Gojo, Geto and Shoko ! (processing..)

•(☂) - Texting them after the break up (processing..)

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Short Fics! (Mostly oneshots)

• (❦) - Black and White. (Megumi Fushiguro)

• (❦) - Who is that fine babe? (Satoru Gojo)

• (❦) - Softie (Ryomen Sukuna)

•(❦) - A Spider (Satoru Gojo)

•(❦) - I can be Better (Yuji Itadori)

• (❦,☂) - Finding peace. (Suguru Geto)

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SMAUs!

• (❦) - Asking them to sleepover! (Completed)

• (❦) - Late to class! (Completed)

• (❦, ☂) - Getting back together! (Completed)

• (☂) - Texting them after death (Completed)

• (❦) - This reminded me of you.. (Completed)

• (❦) - Staying out Late! (Completed)

• (❦) - Spamming song lyrics! (Completed)

• (❦) - Texting the older heros "I miss you 😘" (Completed)

• (❦) - Sending 1A kids memes! (Completed)

• (❦) - Leaving something in their dorm! (Completed)

Single character SMAUs

• (ᯓ) - random texts with Izuku Midoryia

• (ᯓ) - random texts with Katuski Bakugo

• (ᯓ) - random texts with Eijiro Kirishima

• (ᯓ) - random texts with Denki Kaminari

• (ᯓ) - random texts with Tenya Iida

• (ᯓ) - random texts with Shouta Aizawa

• (ᯓ) - random texts with Keigo Takami

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sessions

2. iconic duo

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tw/notes: cursing, drinking/smoking, drug/alcohol mention, unserious itafushi (?), sexual jokes mentioned

“aren’t you gonna be cold though?” maki asked leaning back on your bed

“but the jacket ruins the point of the outfit, doesn’t it?”

she sighed and looked over her glasses at where you were standing in front of the mirror, “throw on a red one then, red and yellow were already a choice to begin with.”

fake pouting at her you just went ahead and laid down next to her. “it’s just having fun- it’s not even obnoxiously red and yellow! i made it cute,” you sighed dramatically, looking up at her, “don’t push it, i’m still mad you’re not coming with us, who’s gonna be the one degrading the nasty guys that approach us?”

she just rolled her eyes and flicked your forehead in response, “don’t sit here and act like you aren’t capable of being evil.” she stood up from the bed, tugging your arm, “c’mon, i’ve got this red jacket you can take, might even do the outfit a favor, red baby tee and those shorts aren’t enough even if you made cute, you’re still gonna get hypothermia when walking outside.”

you followed her sitting up, letting her take you to her room to dig for the jacket, “if you had decided to go we could’ve been needy and jennifer…”

“aw, well that’s too bad.”

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you wandered through the crowded living space, bright colored lighting shading the walls and furnitures. you dragged toge to where yuji had texted you he was, panda following shortly behind you both, wearing some cheap dollar store blonde wig after you both decided to include him into the ‘duo’ by making him juno’s best friend leah. some people gave you weird looks when seeing the taped bowl under your friend’s shirt resembling a ‘stomach’, but most were caught up in there own worlds.

once you reached the dinning room it was hard to miss the guy’s pink hair, wearing some variation of a tyler durden fit. he was leaning against the table smiling, the round sunglasses sliding down his nose as he seemed to examine something on the table, only to look up when he felt your finger flick against his shoulder. his smile only getting brighter once he took in you and toge’s outfits.

“y/n! wait- you guys actually did it-!” he exclaimed.

“heyyyy- you look great! fight club-” you started only to be cut off by him bringing his finger up to his lips. “first rule, never talk about about fight club.”

you just rolled your eyes, watching him bring his attention to toge next. “hey, this is our friend panda,” he said, pointing to the obvious.

“awesome! i love panda’s!” he exclaimed, turning back to you for a moment before he forgot. “oh hey- remind me one of my friends wanted to meet you, she started listening to you and said she’s a fan!”

“always up for meeting a hot girl,” but as yuji moved out the way, you caught sight of the guy who had been standing behind him.

white button up with a ‘hello my name is’ sticker on it, black pants, loosened tie and fake busted lip and nose, the blood drawn on with what’d you guess was some kind of lipstick or colored makeup pencil. No doubt as the narrator and the other half of yuji’s pair, but holy shit was he hot.

“oh yeah- hey this is my no heart ex-roomate-” yuji started only to get slapped on the back of his head.

“Fushiguro, nice meeting you…”

outside the studio…

debated making megumi and yuji ennis and jack but i alr made a reference 1st chap had to limit myself

megumi stole nobara’s lipstick to draw the blood on in the car and was jumpscared when she got into the passenger seat

toge went around and kept rubbing his stomach and telling everyone y/n was the father

yuji was looking down at the table at a printed out minion meme someone that was a fan had given him

yuta and maki went to go watch nosferatu together, maki kept thinking ‘trench coat buttoned up to the TOP”

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Cursed in the Spider-Verse JJK x Spider-Verse i

wc: 3.2k a/n: the moment I saw this I just HAD to write something. Very much all inspiration goes to @juniperarts!I just love their work❤️

Jujutsu Kaisen x Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse

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The fight was chaotic.

You stood shoulder to shoulder with Itadori and Megumi, sweat dripping down your brow as the oppressive weight of the curse's power filled the air.

Every movement felt heavy, almost like trudging through molasses. But you couldn't falter. Not now.

“Okay I’m calling it—there’s no way this thing is a Grade 2.” Itadori panted as he adjusted his grip on his brass knuckles. His jacket was torn at the shoulder, faint traces of blood smeared his cheek. “Absolutely no way!”

You couldn’t help but laugh even as you deflected a sharp burst of cursed energy with your extendable staff, the metal shimmering with your own reinforced aura.

“What’s the count now? Third time this month the higher-ups tried to get you killed?” you quipped, sidestepping as another portal crackled to life behind you.

“Ha! Right? I—HEY!” Itadori ducked just in time, a slicing tendril of energy missing him by inches.

The curse let out a sharp petulant scream. Its voice was high and nasally, yet dripping with malice. It hovered just above the ground, a tall lanky figure with exaggerated limbs and unnervingly delicate features.

Despite its monstrous presence, he carried itself with a dramatic flair, hands fluttering as it sneered. “You’re not even paying attention to me! Me! The great Masato! Do you even know what my name mean?! Rude brats!”

You exchanged a look with Megumi who was braced a few feet to your right. “You’d think something this dramatic would be better at multitasking,” you quip.

Megumi snorted. “Not helping,” he muttered, but there was a faint smirk pulling at his lips.

The curse lashed out again.

“You dare laugh while I stand before you?” Masato hissed, his voice like nails scratching glass, the six glowing eyes scattered across its face narrowing with a snarl. “How dare you!”

He raised a delicate hand causing a portal to swirl into existence beside it. Before any of you could react, another portal suddenly shimmered behind you, and the spirit lunged through with a screech.

“Move!” Megumi shouted.

All three of you dived in different directions as the spirit’s clawed hand smashed into the ground sending debris flying.

You rolled, coming to your feet with your expandable cursed staff snapping into place in your hands. A grin tugged at your lips. “Feisty isn’t he?”

“I’m not feisty!” Masato shrieked as it rose from the rubble. He dusted himself off with theatrical flair, movements unnervingly fluid.

“I am magnificent! And yet here you are, treating me like I’m some… some background extra!” His glowing eyes narrowed. “You’ll regret that.”

Flicking his wrist, three portals bloomed into existence, circling the trio like a predator hunting its prey.

“Stay sharp,” Megumi warned as he summoned his divine dogs to his side. His voice was calm but there was a tension in his posture you recognized all too well.

“Sharp...right,” Itadori muttered. “Because the last thing I wanna do is die.”

Your laughter rang out again, light and carefree despite the chaos. “Oh come on Itadori. At least when you do, your gravestone will say ‘Killed by a Dollar Store monster with a superiority complex​​​​​​​.’ That’s iconic.”

"Not funny!" Itadori shot back, but you could see the corner of his mouth twitching.

Masato's porcelain face cracked slightly as it snarled. "You're still ignoring me?! You—!"

He moved fast, too fast.

Portals opened and closed around you, claws swiping and missing by inches as the three of you dodged and counterattacked.

Somewhere in the fray you caught Megumi's arm just as a portal opened behind him, yanking him out of harm's way.

"You okay?" you asked, breathless.

Megumi nodded, his eyes flickering with something unreadable. "You saved me."

"Of course I did," you replied easily, though there was a flicker of something warm in your chest at his expression. "It's what friends do."

"Childhood friends," Megumi corrected softly. His gaze lingered on you for just a moment too long before blinking back to the fight. "Alight. Let's get this over with..."

The battle continued, the curse's movements growing wilder as its frustration mounted.

You noticed it then—the way his attacks grew sloppy whenever angered. The portals became less precise, the strikes easier to predict. A smirk curved your lips.

"This is soooo getting boring," you declared loudly, sidestepping another clawed swipe. "I could've been shopping with Nobara right now. Dammit...she said there was a sale on cute sweaters at ZARA too."

"What?!" Itadori gaped at you mid-dodge. "Are you serious right now? How can you say that when we're literally fighting for our—"

He paused as he caught the pointed look you gave him.

"Ohhh," Itadori said His grin turned mischievous. "Yeah, totally boring. This curse? Weak. Not worth the effort."

Masato froze, his six eyes twitching. “Weak?!”

You added fuel to the fire, pretending to inspect your nails. “He’s got a point. I mean I could’ve been eating taiyaki right now, but instead, I’m stuck here fighting a total amateur.”

Masato's face twisted with fury as glowing cracks began to form along his too-perfect skin. “Amateur?! AMATEUR?! You insolent little—”

“Hey!” Megumi’s sharp voice cut through the chaos. He darted closer, his divine dogs prowling at his sides. “What are you two idiots doing? This isn’t a joke—you’re going to get yourselves killed!”

“Don’t be such a killjoy,” you shot back, grinning as you parried a portal-assisted swipe with your staff. “This is working. Watch.”

Megumi opened his mouth to argue but then his gaze flicked toward Masato. His scowl faltered. Took him a moment to notice—how the curse’s movements were becoming erratic, how its attacks were losing their edge.

Every insult from you and Itadori seemed to make it angrier, more reckless.

Megumi’s brows furrowed as realization dawned. “You’re…” He cut himself off, exhaling sharply as he stepped back, giving a reluctant nod. “Fine. Do whatever it takes to finish this. Just…don’t overdo it.”

“Oh no promises,” you replied cheerfully, smirking as Masato let out another frustrated shriek. “Hey lil miss Diva! Do those cracks come with a warranty or are we voiding it by hurting your feelings?”

The curse swung wildly as his portal attacks fizzled out of sync.

“That's it!” Itadori chimed in, clapping his hands mockingly. “Keep trying! You’ll land a hit someday champ!”

It screamed in rage, lunging toward Itadori in a blind frenzy. That was the moment you’d been waiting for.

You skidded to a halt, feet digging into the ground as you raised your hand, activating your technique. “Chrono Lock!”

Time seemed to shudder and pause.

The curse froze mid-motion, his grotesque form momentarily trapped in place. You carefully released Itadori and Megumi from the effect leaving the rest of the world still.

“You’ve got about twenty seconds,” you called, your voice strained from the effort. “Make it count!”

Itadori and Megumi didn’t waste a second.

Itadori landed a powerful blow to Masato's side, forcing him to stumble while Megumi’s shikigami tore through its legs, leaving him vulnerable.

With a burst of energy you leapt forward. Bringing your staff down with all the force you could muster, cursed energy surging through your weapon.

Striking the curse squarely in the chest, the impact cracked through the air like thunder.

“AHHH!” Masato screamed, his body convulsing as cracks spread like spiderwebs across its form. “You...insignificant...pests!” it spat, its voice beginning to warp.

But the victory was short-lived. Even as its form disintegrated the curse let out a venomous laugh.

“You!” He pointed a trembling claw at you, six glowing eyes narrowing. “Not only do you have the attention of not one but two cute boys…” He let out another bitter laugh, the sound echoing unnaturally. “But you also have the audacity to kill me? Oh the injustice!”

You opened your mouth to retort—something witty no doubt—but the words caught in your throat as a portal shimmered to life beneath your feet.

“Wait—what the hell?!” you shouted, panic flaring as the ground disappeared.

“Let’s see how you'll fare without your precious little fans!”

“____!” Itadori’s voice was raw with emotion as he lunged toward you. Megumi was right beside him, his usually composed expression etched with uncharacteristic fear.

“Bon voyage~” Masato sneered, its voice fading into nothingness as the last of his body finally dissipated.

The portal pulled at you like a riptide causing the world around you blur into a mess of light and shadows.

Your breath hitched, arms flailing instinctively toward the only solid things in your view—Yuji and Megumi.

For a fleeting moment you saw them: Yuji’s hand reaching, his eyes wide with desperation; Megumi pale and grim with a jaw so clenched it looked like it might crack.

Then the portal swallowed you whole and all you saw was darkness.

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The night was cold and quiet—save for the faint hum of distant traffic and the occasional chirp of a lone cricket.

Midnight had fallen over Brooklyn casting the deserted park in an eerie glow. The moon peeked through scattered clouds, its silvery light illuminating the remnants of a chaotic skirmish.

A figure in a red-and-black Spider-Man suit vaulted over a bench, shooting webs at a villain who was far too focused on trying to escape to notice the teenager’s playful quips.

“C’mon man, I thought you’d put up more of a fight,” He chided, swinging gracefully through the air. “You’re really gonna make me miss my physics homework for this?”

The villain growled, shooting a round of bullets that missed wildly.

And then, out of nowhere, the night shattered.

A swirling portal erupted above the fight. The Spider hero paused mid-swing, his mask-covered face tilting upward.

His senses screamed as something—or someone—shot out of the portal like a comet.

The unknown figure slammed directly onto the villain, pinning him to the ground with an audible thud. The man let out a weak grunt before collapsing beneath the impact.

For a moment there was silence.

The masked vigilante lands lightly on a nearby lamppost, crouching low with narrowed eyes as he waited.

Your heart pounded in your ears.

The last memory burned in your mind: the cursed spirit’s mocking laughter, the desperate reach of Itadori and Megumi’s hands, and then…nothing.

You had been ripped away from your friends, and now—

A groan broke you out of your daze. As your vision cleared you realized you were sprawled on top of a man dressed in a typical burglar-esque outfit.

He released one more pained sound before slumping unconscious, leaving you blinking in stunned confusion.

“Wait—what the?” you muttered to yourself. You staggered to your feet, gripping your staff tightly as you scanned your surroundings.

It was midnight, maybe early morning? And you were what seemed to be a park, empty except for flickering streetlights and the faint hum of a distant city.

Where were you? 

Before you could fully regain your bearings—

“____?”

Your head snapped upwards. You squinted at the figure perched on the lamppost, his voice unfamiliar but oddly casual.

You instinctively take a defensive stance. “How do you know my name?” you demand.

He froze for a split second before recovering, large white eyes on his mask widened as he leaned forward, his excitement bubbling to the surface.

“Oh my God. It’s really you!” his voice became high-pitched, the awe in his tone unmistakable.

Before either of you could say another word a rough voice cuts through the air.

“Benny!”

The sound made you whirl around, staff raised. From the shadows emerged a second villian, stockier than the first with a scar running across his face.

His eyes darted to the unconscious man at your feet—Benny apparently—before narrowing at you. His lips curled into a sneer. “You little—”

You saw the gun before he raised it, the glint of metal catching in the moonlight. Your instincts kicked in and you dropped into a defensive stance. But before you could move—

Thwip!

A strand of webbing shot out, wrapping around the gun and yanking it from his grasp. The weapon flew into the air before sticking harmlessly to a nearby tree.

The villain cursed under his breath, turning his gaze toward culprit in the red-and-black suit.

You didn’t waste the distraction.

Pushing off the ground with a burst of speed, you lunged forward, your staff arcing through the air in a deadly swing.

The villain turned just in time for the blunt end of your weapon strike his temple with a sickening crack. His eyes rolled back as he crumpled to the ground, unconscious before he hit the dirt.

You straightened, your staff still raised as you scanned the area for more threats. But the park was silent once more.

“Well,” the masked figure said as he jumps and lands gracefully on the ground in front of you. “That was awesome.”

Your gaze snapped to him, your irritation flaring as your confusion deepened. 

'Who is this guy?' you wondered, taking in his strange appearance.

His red-and-black suit clung to him like a second skin and those wide white eyes on his mask stared back at you, giving him an almost cartoonish quality.

He wasn’t a curse—there was no cursed energy radiating from him—but his abilities…they weren’t normal either. They weren’t human.

Your fingers flexed around your staff as you turned to face him fully. “I don’t know what you are,” you said, your voice steady despite the whirlwind of thoughts in your head, “but I don’t have time to figure it out right now. So let’s make this quick.”

He raises his hands in mock surrender. “Whoa whoa! Hold up! I’m on your side—”

You didn’t wait for him to finish. Lunging forward, you swung your staff in a precise arc aiming for his midsection.

“Seriously?!” He yelps as he twists his body and flip backward to dodge the strike. “You’re gonna fight me?! But I’m one of the good guys!”

Your only response was another swing, this one aimed higher.

He ducks, flipping into the air once more only to land upside down on a tree branch.

“Okay but really, you’re gonna want to hear me out!” he called, swinging there like it was the most natural thing in the world. “I’m the Amazing Spider-Man! Well...the second one. It’s kinda of a long story.”

You didn’t care. His words didn’t make sense and you weren’t about to let him distract you.

Another lunge, another strike.

“Whoa!” he exclaims, flipping off the branch and landing a few feet away. “Alright tough crowd. Got it.” He raised his hands defensively, his voice still light.

“But look—seriously—we’re basically the same! You’re in high school, I’m in high school. Granted yours basically focuses on fighting monsters and dying...but hey—capitalism’s basically the same thing right?”

You blinked at him, thrown for just a moment by his words. “What the hell are you even talking about?”

He tilted his head. “Okay, rude.”

Another swing shuts him up, forcing him to jump backward.

“Fine! You’re clearly in a fight-now-ask-questions-later mood,” he said, a grin audible in his voice. “But just know I’m just a chill guy alright? So chill I’ll even tell you my name—it’s Miles! Miles Morales!”

“Well Miles,” you said through gritted teeth, your staff swinging in an arc that narrowly missed his side, “I’m kind of busy right now, so save it.”

You pressed forward with even sharper strikes.

Swing after swing, he dodged with an almost infuriating ease, using his webs to move out of your reach.

“Oh my God,” Miles babbled as he flipped over your head. “I can’t believe I’m actually fighting The ____! You’re even better in real life! That spin just now—was that the Spiral Counter? It was, wasn’t it?!”

“What are you talking about?!” you snapped, jabbing your staff at him.

“You know—one of your signature moves!” He mimicked your earlier motion, pretending to twirl an imaginary staff. “Man I practiced that for weeks! Totally worth it by the way.”

Your eye twitched. Was he…fanboying?

“You’re insane,” you muttered.

Every time you thought you had him, he flipped or twisted out of your range, leaving you more irritated by the second.

“Man this is so cool,” Miles said as he jumped onto a nearby bench in a relaxed position. “Oh wait—wait! Can you do the Chrono Lock thing?!”

You froze mid-attack, your staff pausing in the air. “How do you know about that?”

Instead of answering he crouched low and made an exaggerated version of the hand gesture you use to activate the technique. “Like this right?”

You could feel your eye twitch as he twisted into an over-the-top version of your stance, his posture so painfully wrong it felt like an insult to your training.

“What—stop that!” you snapped, your voice sharper than you intended.

He laughed, shooting out a web to swing away as you tried—and failed—to land another hit. “Like seriously, you’re like my favorite out the whole series! I even made a replica of your staff once—oh wait! Is that the one Maki Zen’in gave you?!”

Your breath hitched and your movements slightly slowed. “How do you know about Maki?”

He didn’t answer, but his excitement didn’t falter. If anything he looked even more excited. “This is insane. The craftsmanship is way cooler in person.”

Miles darted forward suddenly, dodging another swing of your staff to tug lightly at a pin on your uniform jacket. “Not to mention this—this is the one Nanami gave you right? Wasn't this from Haibara's collection? It's sweet he says you resemble him and all...”

Your heart skipped a beat.

“And of course I can't forget the one and only!” he continued, pointing at the strip of white cloth hanging loosely around your neck. “That’s Gojo’s old blindfold isn’t it? You wore it when you—”

“Enough!” you snapped, your voice ringing out. Your frustration boiled over as you activated your staff’s hidden blade, the sharp edge glinting in the moonlight.

Miles paused for a split second, his masked eyes widening. “Oh...well that’s new,” he said, impressed.

You didn’t give him the chance to react further. You surged forward, your speed catching him off guard.

A quick sweep of your leg knocked him off balance, and before he could recover, you had him pinned to the ground. Your foot pressed against his chest and the blade of your staff hovered dangerously over his jugular.

“Who sent you?” you demanded, your voice low and deadly. “Was it Mahito? Getou? Answer me.”

“Whoa whoa whoa!” Miles said quickly, his hands shooting up in surrender. “I swear I’m innocent! Nobody sent me!”

You didn’t budge, your glare unwavering.

“Okay okay!” he said, his voice faster now. “Just—just let me explain!” He hesitated, then reached for the bottom of his mask and pulled.

You blinked, startled by the face staring back at you.

Warm brown skin, wide honey-colored eyes, and an expression caught somewhere between nervousness and awe.

He looked normal...

Human....

And undeniably cute.

You quickly shook off the thought, tightening your grip on the staff. “Who are you?” you repeat. “And how do you know everything about me?”

Miles swallowed hard, his gaze flicking between you and the blade near his throat. “It’s gonna sound crazy but…you’re an anime character.”

You stared at him, dumbfounded. “…What?”

He frantically nods (as best he can with a knife to his throat). “Well...technically a manga character first. In my world, you’re uh…kind of famous?”

There was a long pause.

“...What?!”

[gumims]

hidden behind lines | cool kids club!! (and megumi ig..)

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megumi fushiguro. yuuji itadori.

y/n l/n. kugisaki nobara.

notes

HI GUYSSS

yuuji def wasn’t jealous..

he was.

I MIGHT POST THE PROLOGUE TODAY CUZ I ALREADY WROTE IT!!

ignore the music icons on the top omg i didn’t know it would show..

probs posting ch1 tmrw

yuuji also forced megumi to make a twitter account😭

yall i used to always watch sam and cat with my brother when i was younger

i’m literally cat guys i also have red hair

are yall excited for the prologue (i hope you are)

i still need to study for my test but yolo

nobaras bio kinda cringey but wtv..

okay that’s it

bye

guys idk if you can tell but when i look at it it shows nobaras pic twice when you scroll.. but like when you look at the post it only shows one.. idk but ignore it if you do see it

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dm ─ fushiguro megumi.

Megumi couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through his chest at your word. He stared at you for a long while. He didn’t even talk back. The wind blew in the air, the birds flew and the sunshine drew at you. He couldn’t imagine a more beautiful sight. Megumi knew he would never have let anyone make up such nicknames for him like that. But if it’s you…..It makes him feel happy. That such fondness can come from you. The warmth that lingered long after the memory had faded. It was a simple moment, but to him, it was a precious reminder of the bond that you shared—a bond that he cherished more than anything in the world.

GENRE: Fearsome Womb Arc, 2018;

WARNING/s: Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Romance, Falling in Love, Young Love, Love Confessions;

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listen: dm by fromis_9

note: i realized that i've been connecting everything to us and them fic, so i might as well just make a universe about it. i call it lilac swing!!! i hope you continue to look forward more fun things here in my playground!!! i love you all~

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO GLARED AT HIS SCREEN. He couldn’t help but think that the more he stared, the more his eyes were going to burn. The more he stared, the more he was going to be certain that a hole was going to burn from the middle of the phone. His lips pursed in a tighter line each and every minute that he spent unmoving.

But he didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know what to say. Just seeing your name, it leaves him blank. He couldn’t function when he sees your name, when he sees your smile on your phone icon. He could feel his cheeks warm at the thought of you. He groans loudly as he thinks about how his heart was beating right now. 

Megumi Fushiguro had just returned home from a particularly grueling mission, his body weary from the exertion and his mind still reeling from the adrenaline rush of battle. Yet, despite the physical and mental fatigue that weighed heavily on him, his thoughts were consumed by one thing and one thing only: you.

He wanted to talk to you, after days of having such bad signals on the road outside of rural countryside. Somehow, he knew he would feel better if he did talk to you. If he does let himself find warmth in your comfort again.

As he stepped through the threshold of his dorm, he couldn't help but imagine how you would greet him if you were there. The image of your smile, bright and infectious, flashed through his mind, accompanied by the memory of your enthusiastic wave and the sparkle in your eyes whenever you caught sight of him. It was a simple gesture, but to Megumi, it meant everything.

But now, as he stood alone in the wide expanse of his dorm room, the absence of your presence weighed heavily on him. He knew he wouldn't say it out loud.

But you fuel him. You fuel him to exist every day he sees you. Every time he knows he’s so close to you—he knows that he’s alive. After days without you, he just has no energy. He has nothing that fuels him. He longed to hear your voice, to see your smile, to feel the warmth of your embrace. It was as if a part of him was missing, a part that could only be filled by you.

Only problem is — he can’t think of what to say. What can he say to you, after being gone for so long? His mind raced, trying to come up with the right words, the right actions, but everything felt inadequate. How could he convey the depth of his feelings through a simple text or call? How could he express the way his heart skipped a beat whenever he thought of you, the way your presence filled every corner of his mind, even when you were miles apart? No, no. That would be a flat out confession. He’s pretty sure he’s not ready for that yet. 

Still, he knew he wanted to see you. To even just talk to you. But then again, he knows it’s late. You were probably exhausted from training. Gojo–sensei can be strict with hand to hand combat training. 

You are probably resting by now. He didn’t want to disturb you either. But, maybe….just maybe. You were still awake. And it's been days. He hasn’t even told you yet that he’d come home. You could reply to him in the morning.

Megumi thinks if he waits even longer, he might end up bursting. He knew he had to do something, anything, to bridge the gap between them. Yet, fear held him back like an invisible chain, tightening around his chest with every passing moment. What if he said the wrong thing? What if his vulnerability was met with rejection or indifference?

Megumi could feel his knee shake. Oh no, he was nervous. He doesn’t do that unless he’s nervous. He can’t continue like this, he knew. He knew he had to do something, anything, to bridge the chasm between them. Yet, fear held him back like an invisible chain, tightening around his chest with every passing moment.

He took a deep breath, looking at the screen again. 

He had to have courage about this.

This has been going on for way too long.

He needed relief.

Megumi's fingers hovered over his phone’s keyboard, hesitating with every attempt to type out a message. Each time he started, doubt crept in, and he found himself erasing the words before they could fully form. What words could even work? What words could express his longing for you? Would even words be enough to get his heart across to you? He could feel his fingers itching to move, to say something. 

"I miss you," he began to type. He becomes red, realizing his words. He deleted the words almost instantly. It felt too needy, too desperate. He didn't want to come across as clingy, even though every fiber of his being longed to reach out to you. Too forward. He shouldn’t do that to you. That’s too much.

Seconds turned into minutes as he struggled to find the right words, the right balance between honesty and restraint. He wanted to convey his feelings without overwhelming you, to express the depth of his emotions without scaring you away. Megumi knew that he had to be careful. He didn’t want to make it awkward, or to push you away. He wanted to be careful. Because you mean the world to him. Whatever he says, it would matter. 

"I've been thinking about you a lot lately," he typed, only to delete it once again. He frowns. That’s even worse, he thinks. It sounded too vague, too casual. He wanted you to know just how much you meant to him, but he couldn't seem to find the right way to say it. 

With a frustrated sigh, he leaned back on the edge of his bed, running a hand through his hair as he tried to gather his thoughts. Maybe it was better to wait, to give himself more time to compose a message that truly captured everything he wanted to say.

But as he stared at the blank screen, a sense of urgency washed over him. He couldn't bear the thought of another moment passing without reaching out to you, without letting you know how much you consumed his thoughts, his dreams, his every waking moment.

Taking a deep breath, he began to type once more, his fingers moving with a newfound determination. This time, he didn't hesitate. This time, he let his heart guide his words, trusting that you would understand the depth of his feelings, even if he couldn't find the perfect way to express them.

His phone buzzed for a moment.

‘Huh? What was that?’

He clicked on the new notification.

Megumi's expression was stunned.

Bewildered and horrified all at once.

‘hey you, what you doin?’

Megumi almost hit his head against the headboard as he sat up. But he tried his best to maintain his usual stoic, confident demeanor. But he knew he wasn’t at all calm. He can’t.lHis heart fluttered at the sight of your name, a warmth spreading through him despite his attempts to suppress it.

"Hmph," he muttered to himself, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he typed out a response. 

‘just got back.'

Even though his words were curt, there was a hint of eagerness beneath the surface. He couldn't deny the rush of excitement he felt knowing that you had reached out to him first, and he couldn't help but wonder what had prompted you to do so.

As he waited for your reply, Megumi couldn't shake the nervous energy that pulsed through him. Despite his tough exterior, deep down, he hoped that this conversation would lead to something more, something beyond the playful banter they usually shared. But for now, he would play it cool, masking his true feelings behind a facade of indifference.

‘oh, welcome back megu-megu! (o＾▽＾o)ノ'

He could feel himself become red at your response. For a moment, he huff left his lips as he rested face front on the pillow to groan at how cute you were. Just as much, embarrassed that you called him by the nickname that you just gave him weeks ago. You were both tired from Gojo-sensei making you do laps around the campus, but well, that didn’t really diminish your spirit. You giggled hopping about, talking about how you would spend the weekend. You after all had no missions lined up this week. 

The two of you had found yourselves standing in front of a vending machine, craving a refreshing drink to quench your thirst. Megumi offered to pay for you both, which made you happy. He could still hear your laughter echoing in his ears as you excitedly scanned the options, your eyes lighting up at the sight of the colorful array of beverages.

"Look, Megumi!" you exclaimed, pointing to a particular drink with a playful grin. "They have Mugu-Mugu! Isn't that cute? The new flavor looks so pretty!"

Megumi couldn't help but look at you gently.  He found himself doing that often when he witnessed your enthusiasm. Itadori pointed it out as much. Kugusaki, she merely laughed teasing him about it.

"Mugu-Mugu, huh?" He whispers, trying to act nonchalantly as he looks at it beside you. "I guess that's what they call it."

“What do you want?”

“Just press the cold black coffee for me, thanks.”

You nodded gently at him  and got the two 500 yen coins from him with happy thanks. He watched you look at the drinks and press the button. You reached for the drinks as they fell. You knelt down to take them and turned to him, smiling. Your fingers brushing against his ever so slightly when you handed him his canned coffee. Soon enough, something shifted between you. He could see you turn away as scarlet embarrassment filled your face. He too could not help but turn red.

“O–oh, I’m so sorry, Fushiguro–kun!”

“No,” He cleared his throat. “Don’t worry about it.”

Silence engulfed the two of you for a moment.

He cleared his throat again, his hand tight on the can.

“And….you don’t have to be so formal with me. We’re friends, too.”

You turned to him, eyes blinking at his words. “Eh?”

“You call Kugisaki and Itadori by their first names, right? Why is it only me you call Fushiguro?”

“Ah….I…” You purses her lips, holding your drink tight. “I didn’t get to ask you, I’m so sorry.”

He sighed. “It’s okay. You can call me by my first name too.”

You looked at him, your eyes bright. 

You looked at your drink for a moment.

You grinned at him, ever so warmly.

“Since you got me this pretty Mugu-Mugu, I’ll call you Megu-Megu! How’s that?”

Megumi couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through his chest at your word. He stared at you for a long while. He didn’t even talk back. The wind blew in the air, the birds flew and the sunshine drew at you. He couldn’t imagine a more beautiful sight. Megumi knew he would never have let anyone make up such nicknames for him like that.

But if it’s you…..It makes him feel happy. That such fondness can come from you. The warmth that lingered long after the memory had faded. It was a simple moment, but to him, it was a precious reminder of the bond that you shared—a bond that he cherished more than anything in the world.

Megumi's gaze shifted back to his phone, the screen illuminated with your name still displayed prominently. A surge of warmth washed over him, enveloping him in a comforting embrace that he couldn't quite contain. It was as if every fiber of his being was vibrating with the sheer intensity of his emotions, all because of you.

He couldn't help but marvel at the power you held over him, the way your mere presence had the ability to ignite a fire within him, warming his heart and soul in ways he never thought possible. It was a feeling he couldn't quite put into words, a sensation that defied logic and reason, but one that he welcomed with open arms nonetheless.

With a trembling hand, Megumi reached out to his phone, his fingers hovering over the screen as he hesitated for a moment, savoring the anticipation of what was to come. Despite the nerves that fluttered in the pit of his stomach, he knew that he couldn't resist the pull you had on him any longer. He wanted to make you feel loved too. He wanted to make you feel the warmth in his heart for you.

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Megumi Fushiguro began to type out a response, his heart pounding in his chest with every word he wrote back.

‘come out for a second.’

As he hit send, a sense of vulnerability washed over him, mingling with the warmth that still pulsed through his veins. But in that moment, Megumi couldn't bring himself to regret his words. For reaching out to you. He wanted to see you. Right now. He had opened himself up to the possibility of something beautiful, something worth fighting for. And for that, he was willing to embrace the warmth that radiated from within him, knowing that it was a testament to the depth of his feelings for you.

Megumi's heart raced as he looked at what he had sent, the weight of his words hanging in the air like a silent plea. He could feel the tension building inside him, a mix of nervous anticipation and desperate longing as he waited for your response.

Minutes felt like hours as he stared at his phone, his mind consumed with thoughts of you. What if he had been too forward? What if you didn't want to see him? Doubt gnawed at him, threatening to overshadow the fragile hope that had propelled him to reach out in the first place.

But then, just as he was about to give in to his fears, his phone buzzed with a new message notification. His heart skipped a beat as he saw your name on the screen, a rush of adrenaline coursing through him as he eagerly opened the pool of your messages. 

‘why? (°ロ°) !’

‘its late! Σ(°ロ°)’

‘we might get in trouble!＼(º □ º l|l)/’

Megumi couldn't help but smile softly at your messages, your playful concern both endearing and amusing to him. He doesn’t think that Gojo–sensei will mind. He doesn’t think he would care if Yaga–sensei yelled at him, if he got caught out of his dorm. Despite your worry, he knew deep down that he wanted to see you anyway. He wanted to see your smile radiate him into warmth. The thought of spending even a moment in your company would make him feel alive again. 

With a determined resolve, he began typing out his response, his fingers flying across the screen as he tried to convey the depth of his feelings. His heart skipped a beat at each message sent. He got this far. He might as well let himself finish it to the end.

‘doesn’t matter.’

‘i wanna see you.’

‘even for a while.’

‘please?’

As he waited for your reply, a mix of nervousness and anticipation filled him, his mind racing with possibilities. He knew he was taking a risk, defying your warnings and potentially facing consequences for his actions. But at that moment, none of it mattered. All that mattered was the overwhelming desire to be by your side, to bask in the warmth of your presence and the comfort of your embrace.

Megumi's heart pounded in his chest as he waited for your response, his nerves on edge as he anticipated what you would say. When your reply finally came – ‘give me a second!!! (＠´ー`)ﾉ’ – a mix of relief and anxiety washed over him. He knew he was taking a risk by being so forward with his feelings, but he couldn't help but feel a surge of hope at your response.

Megumi's heart pounded in his chest like a drumbeat, the weight of his confession hanging heavy in the air around him. ‘i think I like you.’ These words echoed in his mind, each syllable reverberating with a mix of uncertainty and longing. No no, he liked you. He….he loved you. It was a revelation that had slipped out in a moment of vulnerability, a raw and unfiltered admission of the feelings he had been harboring for so long.

As Megumi stood there, his hand trembling as he reached for the doorknob, a sudden wave of panic washed over him. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks – he had accidentally sent his confession to you.

His heart pounded in his chest with a frantic rhythm, his mind spinning with a whirlwind of emotions. How could he have been so careless? What if you didn't feel the same way? What if he had just ruined everything before it even had a chance to begin?

Megumi's breath caught in his throat as he contemplated the implications of his mistake. He had bared his soul to you, laid his feelings bare in a moment of vulnerability, and now he was left to face the consequences of his actions.

For a fleeting moment, he considered running, escaping from the inevitable fallout of his impulsive confession. But deep down, he knew that he couldn't hide forever. He had to face you, to own up to his mistake and accept whatever response you had to offer.

With a trembling hand, Megumi reached for his phone, his fingers hovering over the screen as he prepared himself for the inevitable. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, he opened the message thread, his heart pounding in his chest as he awaited your response.

And then, just as he was about to succumb to the overwhelming sense of dread that threatened to consume him, a knock at the door shattered the silence, startling him out of his thoughts.

With a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, Megumi knew that there was no turning back now. With a deep breath to steel himself, bracing himself for whatever was to come.

But before he could dwell on it any longer, a sudden knock at the door shattered his thoughts, pulling him back to the present with a jolt. You were calling for him, knocking on his door ever so desperately. His heart skipped a beat as he realized who it must be, the anticipation sending a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins.

Without a second thought, Megumi hurriedly made his way to the door again, his pulse quickening with each step. Every nerve in his body was on edge, his senses heightened as he prepared to face you, unsure of what the encounter would bring.

As he reached for the doorknob, his hand trembled slightly with nerves, his mind racing with a thousand possibilities. Would you be angry? Confused? Indifferent? The uncertainty gnawed at him, but deep down, a small voice whispered that maybe, just maybe, this could be the beginning of something beautiful. With a steadying breath, Megumi braced himself and opened the door, ready to face whatever fate had in store for him.

As Megumi stood there, frozen in place, he could feel the weight of your words pressing down on him like a heavy burden.

 "Megumi," you called out, the sound of his name rolling off your tongue like a gentle caress, yet it felt like a thunderclap in his ears. "Open the door, please. Please."

His heart pounded in his chest, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Part of him wanted to throw the door open and rush to you, to embrace you and pour out his heart in person. But another part of him hesitated, paralyzed by fear of what your response might be.

With trembling hands, Megumi reached for the doorknob, his heart racing as he turned it slowly. Each click of the mechanism felt like an eternity, a countdown to the moment of truth that awaited him on the other side.

As the door swung open, Megumi's breath caught in his throat at the sight of you standing there, bathed in the soft glow of the hallway light. Your eyes met his, and in that instant, he felt a surge of warmth flood his veins, chasing away the cold grip of uncertainty that had gripped him moments before.

Without a word, you stepped forward, your gaze locked with his as you closed the distance between you. And then, before he could even register what was happening, you were in his arms, wrapping him in a tight embrace that stole his breath away.

His heart thundered in his chest as he held you close, the warmth of your embrace melting away the walls he had built around his heart. In that moment, surrounded by the comfort of your presence, Megumi felt a sense of peace wash over him, as if all the turmoil and uncertainty of the world had faded into insignificance.

"I read your message," you whispered against his chest, your voice soft and gentle. 

“Look, I…..I just—”

"And I feel the same way."

Megumi's heart skipped a beat as your words washed over him, a rush of relief flooding his senses. He held you tighter, unable to find the words to express the overwhelming emotions coursing through him.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice barely above a hoarse whisper. "I didn't mean to... I didn't mean to send that message. It was a mistake, but... but I meant every word."

He felt a lump form in his throat as he struggled to articulate his thoughts, his mind a jumble of conflicting emotions. He had never been good at expressing himself, especially when it came to matters of the heart, but in that moment, with you in his arms, he knew that he had to try.

"I've been... I've been wanting to tell you how I feel for so long," he continued, his voice trembling with vulnerability. "But I was scared. Scared of what you might think, scared of ruining our friendship... But I couldn't keep it bottled up anymore. I had to tell you."

You shook your head at him, reaching for him and smiling. You let your hands warm his own, embracing it completely. You smiled at him. “It’s okay. I wouldn’t have it any other way, Megumi.”

Megumi's heart soared at your words, a rush of joy flooding his senses as he held you even tighter. In that moment, all his fears and doubts melted away, replaced by a profound sense of gratitude for the unexpected twist of fate that had brought you into his life.

As he looked into your eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the beauty of the moment they shared. He felt like the world was ever so good to him. Because you were his. You were his to love. 

He leaned down to press a tender kiss to your forehead.

You got ticklish at his touch, smiling ever so happily.

Everything was alright in the world again.

post credit, soon after:

As Megumi and you stood there, wrapped in each other's embrace, lost in the intensity of the moment, the sound of footsteps approaching brought them back to reality. Their hearts skipped a beat as they turned to see Yaga-sensei, the headmaster of the Jujutsu High School, standing in the hallway, his expression stern.

"You two," Yaga-sensei began, his voice tinged with disapproval. "Do you have any idea what time it is? You know that students are not allowed to be out past curfew."

Megumi's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he glanced down at the floor, feeling a pang of guilt for breaking the rules. He knew that he should have been more careful, more mindful of the consequences of his actions. But with you, he couldn't seem to regret it. Not even when he knew he'd probably be punished.

Your own was just scarlet red, as you buried your head onto Megumi's shoulder. You started muttering under your breath, he could feel it on his skin. But he didn't mind. If anything, he found it adorable. But he wouldn't say that out loud. Especially right now.

But before Yaga-sensei could reprimand them any further, a familiar voice cut through the tension like a knife. "Ah, Yaga-sensei, let's cut the kids some slack, shall we?"

The hallway to the dormitory swung revealed the figure of Gojo-sensei in the moonlight. His trademark grin stretched across his face as he sauntered into the hallway, his hands tucked casually into his pockets. He walked towards

"They're just young lovers in love, Yaga-sensei." Gojo continued, his tone light and playful. "I'm sure they won't make a habit of breaking curfew. Isn't that right, Megumi?"

Megumi felt a silent urge of gratitude wash over him as he looked up at Gojo-sensei. He slowly nodded. Despite the eccentric annoyance that he felt for him, Gojo-sensei had always been a staunch supporter of his students. He was willing to bend the rules for the sake of their happiness. He cared. For that, Megumi can be thankful.

But he didn't need to know that.

Especially not from Megumi.

He would never stop bragging about it.

"Yes, sensei," Megumi replied, his voice filled with sincerity. "I promise it won't happen again."

Yaga-sensei sighed, his expression softening slightly as he regarded Megumi and you with a fondness that belied his stern demeanor. "Very well, just this once," he conceded, his tone more forgiving. "But remember, rules are rules. Don't make a habit of breaking them."

With a nod of gratitude, Megumi and you watched as Yaga-sensei turned and made his way back down the hallway, leaving them alone with Gojo-sensei.

As Yaga-sensei's shadow disappeared, Gojo-sensei turned to them with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Well, well, well, looks like love is in the air at Jujutsu High," he teased, a playful smirk playing on his lips.

Megumi and you exchanged a sheepish glance, their cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the teasing tone of their teacher. But deep down, they couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for Gojo-sensei's understanding and support.

As Megumi's cheeks flushed with embarrassment and his face turned into a scowl, you couldn't help but chuckle softly at his reaction. Despite the teasing from Gojo-sensei, there was a warmth in his words that filled you with a sense of comfort and belonging.

"Thanks, sensei," you whispered gratefully to the white-haired sorcerer.

Gojo-sensei grinned, giving you both a casual wave as he turned to leave. "No problem, kids. Just remember to keep it PG-13, alright?"

Megumi's scowl deepened, his cheeks burning even brighter with embarrassment. "You─"

But before Megumi could finish his protest, Gojo-sensei's mischievous grin widened, and he interrupted with a playful jab. "Ah, you've grown up! I can't wait to tell Genmei. Finally, our son's all grown up!"

You couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation, the tension dissipating as Gojo-sensei's lighthearted banter eased the awkwardness of the moment. With a fond smile, you exchanged a glance with Megumi, silently grateful for the support and understanding they had received from their teacher.

As Gojo-sensei disappeared down the hallway, leaving you both standing there with a mix of embarrassment and amusement, you felt a sense of relief wash over you. Despite the unexpected turn of events, you knew that you could count on Gojo-sensei to have their backs, even in the most unconventional of situations.

With a shared smile, you and Megumi made your way back to your dormitory, hand in hand, the warmth of your embrace serving as a reminder of the bond that had brought you together. And as you settled in for the night, surrounded by the comfort of each other's presence.

You don't know what challenges lie ahea'd the two of you.

But you knew you would face them together.

Because truly, that's all that truly matters.

[sidsinning]

I could write an essay about how much I love my GOAT Toji seriously

Like he represents everything a jujutsu sorcerer shouldn't be and uses EXACTLY those traits to solo both the sorcerers and the curses they work so hard to exorcise

The fact that he has NO cursed energy at all, what made him worthless in the Zenin clan's eyes, was exactly what sealed all their fates in losing to him is an INSANE twist to pull

(Yes there's Maki, but she feels more like she's trying to work within the system despite her limits (like the glasses she wears to adapt), unlike Toji who is totally free due to overwhelming raw senses alone)

His introduction opened up a whole new way to see the power system of cursed energy while making complete sense with what has been established, for me at least

(I wasn't super interested in the jjk power system personally until Toji showed how its strengths can be the user's own weaknesses if exploited properly)

He is an iconic infamous stain on both the sorcerer world inside of JJK and to one of the most important characters which kicked off the whole plot

He EASILY solo'd the world's most powerful sorcerer at the time- someone who represents everything that is the opposite of himself- with base planning and strategy

Didn't break a sweat the entire time

But despite all this power he has, despite the reputation he has for his strength, despite seemingly killing the world's strongest sorcerer at the time- the man was a deeply depressed and jobless bum

He is not any happier before or after his assassinations are done

Feels good in the moment then he's back to his life doing nothing but gambling his money away until the next job

This man who has beaten everyone of every age and species now in the series (he said these hands are rated E for everyone) was actually a WIFE GUY

He was living a shitty life in his clan who abused and feared him but found fucking LOVE and turned his ENTIRE life around for ONE PERSON to be a normal man, even having a child with her

And after she dies he spirals into deep depression, to the point he is incapable of being a good father; he knows on some level that his mental state is so bad he couldn't take care of Megumi properly- THAT is how DEEPLY he loved this woman

HE SOLD HIM THO WHICH IS TERRIBLE

BUT AGAIN

Showing how he's shit (making money from it) but also tries in his own way (I'm too mentally fucked up so a proper family should take care of him)

Then just looking into Megumi's eyes during his zombification knocks his consciousness back into himself, showing if there was one thing he truly cared about during his final moments, it was his son

Then sacrificing his life for his son in the end without asking for anything but his name to rest in peace

BUT ALSO HE MURDERS EVERYTHING WITHOUT REMORSE LIKE?

THE JUXTAPOSITION????

Literally kills teenagers and even during his final moments and his comeback he doesn't give a shit

Like he did a crazy anime fight to kill Gojo which was brutal but still a cool magical fight to watch

Then he fucking snipes a teenage girl in the head with a gun

A plain gun

No crazy stunts

No regrets

THE GOAT? 😭

ALSO THE WAY YOU CAN TELL GEGE LOVES HIM LOL

You could easily write his zombie ass out of the Shibuya Incident Arc but the man wanted to draw him again so bad he made room for necromancer granny to kick start the GOAT's return for a hot sec

HIS FIGHTS ARE SO COOL LIKE HE DON'T GOTTA RELY ON ANY SORCERER SHIT JUST HIS HANDS AND AN INVENTORY ON HIS SHOULDER ARE ENOUGH ITS SO RAW THAT HE CAN GO HEAD TO HEAD WITH WIZARDS AS JUST A DUDE AND WIN

[queenendless]

🍂🍁💝Thankful (Adult!SatoSugu x Adult!Fem!Reader ft Various JJK)💝🍁🍂

A/n: Spontaneous short fiction.

Sequel to Spooky Lovin'.

Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate. To those who don't, well do whatever makes you happy.

Lots of characters/pairings, pure cavity esque fluff, with a twist!

All credit for JJK goes to Gege ... despite what happens canon wise.

*Please don't plagiarize, translate, or repost my FANFIC work. Like, reblog and follow instead, thank you.

The enriching enthusiasm boomed out throughout your private abode.

You watched in beaming amusement through the open archway at the packed company.

Yuji laughed at what Megumi had to say which made the other smile; both close together on one end of the couch.

Nobara gushed over showing Maki upcoming winter attire releasing on her phone, to which the latter was intrigued, both also bundled closely on the other end of the couch.

Kento and Yu leaning against the wall, drinking apple cider as the latter rambled enthusiastically on their latest endeavor, while Ino popped in, praising a blushing Nanami on his caliber as his sorcerer icon.

Aoi clapping and weeping all up in the big TV showing Takada-chan's live performance in the themed parade happening down South.

Panda and Toge jumping in the leaf piles, a beaming Yuta swinging a giggling Rika around through the whisking leaves. Kamo sipped tea on the front patio as he watched the sunset.

Down the way, a car crossed by, with Shiu at the wheel and Toji eyeing the house with sharp ambivalence. Part of him missing his kids but accepting long ago that this is where they truly belong, nodding for Shiu to drive off.

A tipsy Shoko cuddling up with a blushing smiling Utahime in the hot tub on one end and Mei lounging and sipping on cider on the other end with Ui holding her bagged gear and waiting on her outside the tub, on standby, cause he's just that devoted.

Mai and Momo taking selfies together in the backyard garden before teasing a flustered Kasumi after Kokichi gifted her a flower in her hair.

Yuki and Choso; also in the backyard, napped together on the bench under the tallest looming tree, cozy smiles on their faces.

Kusakabe excused himself just to sneak into the bathroom to try out the jacuzzi.

Nanako and Mimiko braided Tsumiki's hair as they sat at the katsudon, smack dabbed in the center of their spacious living room.

Junpei blushing from Tsumiki noticing him gazing at her, smiling widely in return, to which a flushed Junpei jumped from Megumi's stern-faced warning to which his sister complained for him not to scare him so much and a nervously laughing Yuji consoled his horror buddy by hugging him and patting his back, simultaneously trying to calm down his boyfriend going all overprotective brother mode.

Masamichi made some festive themed cursed corpse dolls that were taking up space on the other couch.

Kiyotaka fumbled with his drink as Akari's beaming smile had him and Arata covering their flushed faces from how pure she looked.

Riko and Misato assist Suguru in the kitchen as they prepare the food.

Suguru, knowing you were still unwell, insisted you take it easy and let them handle the feast.

You had been feeling unwell the past few days.

You called in sick today when you felt something change.

You had to see for yourself.

And when you did, you felt inspired to message everyone you know for an impromptu get together at your place. The word spread via group chats, texts, and calls.

Watching everyone enjoying themselves at your impromptu get together heightened your spirits.

Just not for the festive touch.

But to be surrounded by all their beaming warm faces when —

Satoru warped right before barging through the front door with dramatic flair, exciting a few, scaring some, and annoying the rest.

“Honey, I'm home~!” Dropping the bag of pies on the counter, Satoru smooched Suguru fully on the lips.

The moment he noticed you practically glowing, the Six Eyes told him all that there is and will soon be, straight down to the first traces.

In that moment, everyone inside and outside felt the shifts in the cursed force as Gojo warped right before you, startling you out of your hidden viewing spot, his arms wrapping around your figure to catch you. You imagined his eyes trained on the right spot.

“You … you're …”

You couldn't suppress your smile. “I found out this morning. But I didn't know how to tell you both. I had a feeling your Six Eyes would show you the truth – AAH~!” Your yelp as he lifted you up in the air reverberated throughout the house, grabbing everyone's attention.

“Gojo-sensei?!” His students exclaimed in a jumbled mess.

“Satoru! Be careful – !” Suguru's concerns were cut short when he watched as you tugged down that blindfold just to see Satoru's awestruck eyes with your own.

Tears made his eyes sparkling that much beautifully, sniffling softly, beaming with that lovestruck smile as he lowered you down to embrace you, swinging side to side gently, laughing as he smooched your face with so many kisses.

“Y/n … thank you.”

As he sets you down; keeping you wrapped up in one arm, his other arm waving you two's partner over before intertwining their hands together to pull him in quickly. “Suguru~ We've got the hottest scoop of the year!”

Pressing himself right by your side, Suguru leaned down as you got up on your tiptoes to whisper your secret right in his ear. His stunned face was all you could read as he replayed your words in his mind, but he wanted to be certain. “Are you sure?”

Satoru's closed eyed smile and thumbs up added to the buildup. “These eyes don't lie!”

Burning wetness swelled up in those beautiful almond eyes as Suguru kissed you lovingly, smiling at you in the same smitten manner. “Best news ever.”

“Everyone!” Satoru hollered as his arms became yours and Suguru's thrones, lifting you both up, as he floated for literal joy. “We're having a baby!”

“And yes, it's all true!” You exclaimed boldly, knowing the people would take your word more easily than Satoru's.

First stunned silence. Which immediately erupted into cheers and applause of congratulations.

The twins, Tsumiki and Megumi were the first to get up and hurry on over to embrace you, shedding tears of joy.

Yuji and Haibara high-fiving Satoru who was over the moon.

Nanami shook hands to congratulate Suguru, warning him to make sure Satoru took extra caution with taking care of you and your little bundle before embracing you himself. You personally wanted to deem him as the godfather, just a side note.

As those from out front and out back swarmed in as the announcement shot straight through the roof from the loud groundbreaking importance.

After all the girls in the house fussed over you with hugs, advice and offers to help you through this new adventure, your husbands were in the same boat with almost everyone.

Except Kusakabe who was stuck in the bathroom for a while since the hallway was filled with the rest of your guests.

After embracing and congratulating you themselves, Riko and Kuroi announced the feast was ready.

Exchanging kisses with both your loves, you gave a toast.

Toasting to the new addition to your growing unique family.

Now that is cause to celebrate.

[that-one-xachster]

Megumi x Childhood Bestie!Reader Hcs

I've seen too many of these and needed to write a few heh ive actually never written hcs before so this is my first time 😅 kinda a slow burn?

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so first of all you were tsumiki's bestie because I haven't seen a hc like that yet (PLEASE I NEEDA SEE ONE OF THESE-)

and we'll also make fushi's mom besties with your mom

so now you two are besties since you were in diapers

and you were a very grabby baby and Fushiguro's hair is as wild as carpaccios from mashle-

(sorry not sorry)

so you'd just grab at his hair and pull it all the time which would annoy the hell out of him

which would then somehow end up in you two fighting

AS BABIES

and then your mother's would have to calm you down

and after the whole toji and mother fushiguro went bye bye your mom took in megumi and tsumiki

so now timeskip you're both 6 years old and just walking together from who knows where

and if you thought you grew out of these grabby tendencies no you're either grabbing his hair or his sleeve

yes it still annoys the hell out of him but you do it for shits and giggles

and then on this fine day you just happen to run into the gojo satoru

LMAO MY AUTOCORRECT ALMOST CAPITALIZED HIS NAME

anyway this guy is making his ever so iconic face like 'bro reminds me of his dad-'

anyway gojo doesn't know who you are so you're just standing there awkwardly behind megumi while you're now gripping his backpack

and you're just glaring at gojo for no reason at all for sure just thinking 'who the hell is this weird ahh man with hair like he's in his 70s tryna kidnap megumi 🤨🤨'

and ofc megumi pulls the 'what about my sister' card

and after the whole negotiation with megumi he turns to you and is like 'you can come along too ig'

and ofc you watch megumi so you pull the 'what about my parents' card

gojo's like 😀

anyway you somehow end up going to school with megumi and tsumiki and first day kindergarten no surprise you guys are the new kids

everyone I mean EVERYONE loves tsumiki ofc

a partial reason is because of you and megumi glaring at the people who you think are looking at her a lil funny

like sir ma'am CHILD how dare you

anyway you have a pretty peaceful elementary school

you do pick fights with megumi though

...and a whole lotta other people

you stopped in middle school but looks like megumi picked it up instead because yk he beat up a hefty amount of people

you stanned him for that

also hyping him up from the back

"YEAHH MEGUMI BEAT THEIR ASS"

"shut up."

"no."

".."

"anyway YOU GO MEGUMI BEAT EM UP-"

"sHUT-"

so that was pretty eventful but tsumiki did not approve which caused you to sulk next to megumi

but then yk she went to the cliff and shit went down real fast

tsumiki got cursed, you entered your depressed angsty teenager era, and megumi became emo. more so than he was before

"oh my god its worse than they thought- they made him EMO-"

^ thats megumi now but we all like pretty emo bois so

wItH tHeIr bLaCk hAiR aNd gReEn oRbS-

too bad megumi has blue eyes

>>>>>>

see this is why asians don't have blue eyes we'd be too powerful

anyway back to this you two finish middle school all swandy dandy but a lil depressed

oh and I don't think I mentioned you two got into a fight bc of tsumiki's sickness

like-

megumi: you're closer to tsumiki bc you two are girls why didn't you stop her from pulling random crap whatever she did to make her sick

you: BITCH you blaming ME? you wanna go?

yeah basically you two got into a stupid argument but oh well its fine bc gojo forced you two to talk again and yay you're talking again

and now first year into jujutsu tech you and megumi are the only students so you're still poking and grabbing him all the time

you did it less in middle school

I think we know why

like you're in the car going to a mission- his hairs being tugged

got off the car and walking his sleeve being tugged

everthing

literally everthing

my bros grown immune to it though so he doesn't really mind

he kinda likes it now but will never admit it

so let's say before you got ranked up and all your arm almost got blown off by a curse

needless to say tsumiki's accident really hit him hard so this hit him harder and when I say he got angry he got ANGRY ASF DUDE

like he freakin obliterated the damn curse

he also made it pretty painful

if you even can

and let his demon dogs casually eat it up

and you're just there like 👏👁️👄👁️

"it's not that deep bro-"

"yes it is"

gojo was very proud though

and now you're with him stalking itadori and you're like

woah

*1 braincell working*

itadori = fast

fast = speed

I am speed

ITADORI = LIGHTNING MCQUEEN

kachow

and when you finally confront your stalkee with megumi and itadori's like

"uh I'm mourning rn"

you're just

"thats great and all dude I totally feel you but you're gonna be mourning even more if we don't get our asses to your school"

you did not want to host multiple funerals

so you all speed ran to his school

and whoopsie doosies you're with megumi and itadori makes an entrance like the main character he is

and when my bro eats that finger

and gojo pops up

he throws the kikufuku at megumi

but its okay hope you have a good day imma send you bout 850-

LMAO SORRY

you steal the kikufuku from megumi and eat one as if its popcorn

well you're watching gojo and sukuna fight rn

and you accidentally admit out loud that sukuna's hot

and then megumi low-key side eyes you

BUT THEN HE STARTS FULL ON GLARING AT SUKUNA

bc how dare he some random goofy ahh old mf misongnyistic tatooed dude just steal your attention so casually

he's full on disgusted when he's face to face with sukuna

yes you notice this

you're like

"ooh did somebody get a crush on a thousand year old curse-"

"wtf no get some help"

its the opposite lmao but you don't know that

so then itadori turns back to normal gojo goes boop and he goes to sleep

and now you're here sitting next to megumi, eating Gojo's kikufuku and having the time of your life

holy this is so long imma do a part 2

fun fact my autocorrect always changes sukuna into skunk 🦨

smelly sukuna

[runabout-river]

Thoughts on JJK chapter 266 (Spoilers)

I nearly cried...

We start with Megumi reiterating that he doesn't want to be saved. The last time we saw him he was down on the ground completely crushed. Here, Yuji managed to talk with him inside his domain, giving Megumi the opportunity to fully express himself and his feelings.

The "enough now" also has different connotations depending on the specific phrasing used in Japanese. I read a Twitter thread once that talked about it and how Megumi basically told Yuji that he, Yuji, didn't need to expand any more energy towards him, Megumi. That he could stop saving him because it was all right.

It was said right in the beginning that Megumi sees Yuji and Tsumiki as the same type of person he wants to protect. That was why he selfishly asked Gojo to help Yuji after he swallowed Sukuna's finger.

Megumi's thoughts on the life he wanted to give his sister are so bittersweet. He isn't centered in them so it's natural that without Tsumiki he doesn't know where he could go on his own.

And let's not forget, Tsumiki was the only true family Megumi had left and for one and a half years he tried to save her from her curse only to fail twice. His teenage years were dedicated to her so his mental descend is understandable.

Maki lived through the same loss and compared with her we explicitly see the differences in them. Maki had always wanted to live her life on her own with her own strength which meant that she had to leave Mai behind. When Mai died Maki was mentally able to go on with living without problems but unlike with Megumi's and Tsumiki's situation, Maki and Mai also had a deep conversation and understanding with each other in the end. Maki got to hear Mai's last thoughts and her last wish to destroy them all.

Megumi doesn't have any last conversation with Tsumiki so Yuji has to step in on that front. And he does so with fully acknowledging Megumi's pain and outlook on his continued life.

Sukuna uses Hollow Wicker Basket to counter Yuji's sure-hit and be able to fight him. He compensates the weaker CE output of HWB by keeping his handsign with his extra arms.

I checked, that hand sign is basically the same as Megumi's DE hand sign but with the left thumb up. Its interesting to think about the implications of that.

Sukuna also says the he can't use Gojo's version of getting his CT back up again after a DE because other parts of his brain are still damaged by UV.

We get an extended fight scene next but truth be told I did NOT care about the fight at that moment. Only Sukuna showing how angry he got with Yuji's "pity" was interesting. Other than that I wanted to get back to Megumi.

Bringing back that absolutely iconic panel of Megumi and replacing Gojo with Yuji 😭

That was the part where I stared at my giant monitor and got misty eyed. Especially with Yuji being so honest about how much he would miss Megumi even though he understands and would support him with ending his life.

Its interesting again how Gege chose to leave Yuji's scars for his close up panel. It's probably to show how Mahito's trauma he inflicted on him and everything else he went through didn't measure into his deepest desire to get his friend back.

Until now we also didn't see Megumi's eyes. Even in this panel we get a small Megumi from a memory he had with someone else. But...

Megumi immediately uses his shadows, those we haven't seen since Sukuna got his original body back.

But I also wonder about the implication here: was Sukuna's 10ST rendered non-functional because... he was in his original body? Or because the death of Mahoraga automatically deactivates the technique?

If it's the latter, than that means that with Megumi using his shadows here, he has his own version of his technique, one with his own shikigami who haven't been killed in the fight against Gojo.

The last part of this fight is about how Sukuna went against what he just thought a few minutes ago. He does use Gojo's technique of restarting his CT again. His nose is bleeding because of it though.

Then comes another part of the good guy's long thought out plan to bring Sukuna down. His finger strung up in an unknown location, ready to do... what? We'll see when the Shinjuku Showdown actually finishes soon.

We'll definitely get the merger arc next but there'll most likely be a few chapters of talk and plot in between as well.

But wait!

What is going on with Yuji missing 2 fingers now? We know that one Sukuna finger is still missing and we know that Rika ate at least part of either Sukuna or Yuji to get Sukuna's CT.

But is this finger in the last panel a new finger maybe? One made with Yuji's ring finger?

We'll find out eventually but for now, this was such a deeply emotional chapter...

[g1i77ers1ut]

Jujitsu Kaisen: Happy Ending

Intro

What if at the end of JJK, everything was just a dream. Yuji Itadori was in a real deep sleep and everything we have saw was just imaginary. However, everyone was still apart of Yuij’s life. Here’s a list of everything that would happen if everything was a dream.

Disclaimer, these are all my thoughts and opinions, and also not fully confirmed when making this. So, things might change during time when we get next chapters and other stuff. Another thing, I’ve barely even finished JJK, so don’t be mean and just help inform me on anything that I missed or did wrong.

The main group

Obviously, Nobara Kugisaki and Megumi Fushiguro would be Itadori main friends.

Since in the dream Nobara is seen using a hammer and nails as her like main weapon, she would have been a very like working hands person. She’s slightly tomboyish who, if this was taken in America, would work in workshop. But even working with her hands, Nobara still is girly. Shopping and being her girly pop self. But even without her weapons and cursed energy, she still has the same attitude.

Now Megumi, his main weapon are his cursed animals. Since he has a lot of them, he would probably have the same amount in the real world. Besides the elephant bc that can’t be really possible. He would have his demon dogs, snake, frogs, rabbits, and bird things. I don’t really know what it is, so I think he might just have a standard pet bird. Also, since this is supposed to be happy, Megumi would know that Toji is his dad. I believe the backstory would be that his mom and dad went through a break up, making Toji leave Megumi until he was a teen. the reason why it was long is bc Toji and Megumi don’t see each other till Megumi was like a teen. Also, Megumi’s mom is alive, bc happy family.

Second Years

There aren’t big changes, besides well Panda. Maki Zenin would be herself bc I don’t really know what to change of her cause she’s technically a normal person. She would just be her badass self.

Same with Toge Inumaki. He would be basically a quiet kid and have his friends speak for him. Instead of saying “Tuna with Mayo,” and being carful speaking, he would say one or two words out to people. If he wanted to have a full sentence he would tell it to his friends and they will speak it for him.

Now Panda, there are two ways to go at this. The first thing I thought was making him like a Tuxedo cat that would follow around the group. But my friend had a better idea. They thought of making Panda a mascot and now writing this it sounds so much better. Panda in the real world would be this big chubby dude that is cuddly like a bear, adding to the idea of bear. He volunteered to be the mascot which is, obviously, a Panda. He still is confident, loving self, but not with fur.

Sorcerers

Obviously, most of the sorcerers would be a worker at the high school. Do I know what position they would be yet? Not really, besides the principal being the principal. In the making of this, I don’t know what each sorcerer would teach or position they would be in, but I would like ideas. However, the only person I have a position for is Satoru Gojo. He would be like a Teacher’s assistant. He would still be an upper class student, but would mostly help not only teachers but lower class students. He’s also really good with time management and still has his piercing blue eyes, but doesn’t have that big power in them. They will however give you a headache if staring at them for too long.

Cursed Spirits

Since there are many cursed spirits we could talk about, I’m just gonna talk about the main four.

Let’s start off with the icon who created the group and is technically not a cursed spirit, Suguru Geto. He is basically, for my goofy obsession people out there right now, Bradly Uppercrust the Third. However, Geto isn’t that snooty and stuff. He’s still his chill controlling self, and taunts Itadori and his gang while in school. Just imagine Itadori, Megumi and Nobara passing by Geto, Mahito and Jogo in the hauls. While passing by in the hauls Itadori and Geto make anger eye contact. Mostly Itadori glaring while Geto is smirking and looking straight into Itadori’s eyes.

Now onto the crackhead Mahito. He’s basically just himself but just doesn’t reform others when touching them. He still touches them but the only reason why the thought of reforming others came to mind is bc when Mahito touches you, it is so uncomfortable that your whole organs move around weirdly. Also his hands are so cold that it makes your limbs twist and turn.

Lastly, the fireball himself, Jogo. So, he’s obviously a person, not a pimple looking volcano. Also before I continue, if it sounds like I’m insulting him, it’s bc I am. Jogo is definitely a big back gremlin. That’s really the only thing I think of if he was a human.

Jogo definitely, as a kid, set ants on fire with a magnifying glass. As a teen, he uses illegal fireworks and small strong fire sticks. He also sets trash cans on fire. Basically, Jogo is an arsonist.

Junpei Yoshino

So, there’s a reason why I have a hatred for Mahito. It’s not bc he touches people but it’s bc he killed the adorable Junpei. I could go the happy way and make Junpei live, however there’s another way.

The alive way is the scene from the first season intro, where we see Junpei hanging out with Itadori and his gang.

The other way is while walking to school, Itadori would pass by a cemetery, and see a grave stone with Junpei’s name on it. This is giving justice to the hurtful death of Junpei Yoshino 😭

Anyway, that’s it for now. Have any ideas, pls send suggestions. Anyway, bye 😘 ✌️