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romantichomicide95 · 9 months
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there is not enough megumi smut so here we go again with a quick little thirst.
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cw: fingering, oral fem!receiving. not proofread
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Megumi Fushiguro is a god at eating pussy. He could have your legs shake with just a flick of his tongue.
Which is why he had you like this, at the edge of his bed, legs spread open, begging for him to touch you. “Please Gumi…please. Want you so bad.” You beg, feeling his warm breath on your thighs.
He looks up at you, a devilish look in his dark blue eyes, before his hands trace up your thighs, fingers delicately teasing you. “God you look so pretty like this. All mine.” He says before he puts his lips to your thighs, kissing and dragging his teeth along your skin, leaving his little marks.
“Please Gumi, stop teasing.” You whine before he presses a finger to your puffy clit. You let out a moan. “That’s right, want to hear you.” He says as he slides a finger inside, wetting his fingers with your slick. He circles your clit, pumping his fingers inside. “Soaking wet for me already? Must want me pretty bad huh?”
He continues kissing your thighs as he fucks you with his fingers until he knows you can’t take it anymore. His lips finally meet your folds, his tongue flicking across your clit gently before he slides it inside you. You rut your hips into his mouth and you feel him smile against you as he continues licking and sucking.
Your moans and your fingers laced in his messy black hair egg him on as he’s lapping up your juices, they’re dripping down his chin and he doesn’t care. His head spins at the sweet taste of your arousal. He reaches up to pad his thumb along your clit as he continues to lap at your folds. Each lick and each suck coaxing pretty moans to escape your lips.
You tug at his hair as you roll your hips into his tongue. He takes both hands and grips your hips nails digging into your skin pulling you even closer into his mouth his tongue darting up and down your sensitive clit as you clench around his tongue. “Want you to cum for me pretty girl.” He whispers against your thigh as he continues the pleasure with his tongue.
“Ahhh M-Meg…fuck” you moan out as you feel orgasm pooling in your stomach. He looks up at you through thick dark eyelashes as he watches you tilt your head back in pleasure. You’re whole body jerks and your legs shake as you come undone, he doesn’t hesitate to lap up every bit of your cum as he breathes against your thighs. “Good girl.”
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azurelyy · 2 years
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megumi x fem! reader w/ breeding kink
Heehee. Say no more 😈.
NSFW beneath the cut!!
Warnings: NSFW, unprotected sex, big breeding kink, cutie Megumi
Harsh light filled the bedroom, peeking through the crack in the curtain. You had no idea how long you'd been fucking him, or how many times he had made you come - all you knew was that Megumi was going to continue to pound into you until you were nothing more than a puddle on his bed.
His slender hand was wrapped around your throat, his thrusts slow as he sank himself deeper inside of you, pushing so far that you could feel him in your stomach. Your legs were slick with sweat, slipping off from around his waist as you tried desperately to catch your breath every time he rocked his hips back.
"G-Gumi-" your nails rake down his back as he thrusts into you, the length of him filling you to the brim as he grunts softly and buries his face between your breasts. "I-It's too much-"
His only response is a harsh moan as his tongue rolls over to your nipple, sucking it between his wet lips as sapphire blue eyes stare up at your fucked out face. Black hair sticks to his forehead as sweat drips down between his furrowed brows and you understand what he is telling you with his expression: you can handle it.
Your body is screaming hell yes as he gets onto his knees and your ankles desperately cling onto his hip bones. Megumi leans forward and brings your feet up to rest onto his shoulders and you rock your hips up, the angle allowing him to pierce your sweet spot with each new pump of his curved cock.
"Shit," you grunt, clenching your fists above your head against the headboard to steady yourself from sliding up the bed from the force of him. "I'm gonna-"
"Look s'beautiful beneath me," Megumi mumbles, pulling his hips back. The pressure in your stomach evaporates and you sigh aggressively, writhing beneath him.
"Gumi, why-"
"Just hold on." His voice is soft as he pulls out from you fully with a loud squelch. You can feel how thick the liquid he pulled out of you is and you know he is admiring the ring of arousal that has coated the base of his thick shaft, how your sweet slick has soaked him completely.
"You can't even fathom what it is you do to me." You almost didn't hear him through the fluttering of blood rushing to your ears as Megumi thrusts into you again, so fast and deep. Your boobs are bouncing haphazardly as your palms lay flat against the headboard, nails sinking into the wood.
His slender body is towering over you as your thighs burn and he leans forward, grabbing hold of your wrists as he places a soft kiss to your chapped lips. Your body is contorted, your legs pushing down on his shoulders desperately as his balls bounce off the skin of your ass with each pump.
You can't take much more like this and when Megumi whispers "Gonna put a baby in you... Gonna make you mine, pretty girl." you fall apart.
Your hands are everywhere: in his hair, clinging to your breasts, on his strong biceps. He drains himself deep within your walls as you shatter beneath him, your legs spasming through the burn of the angle as you clench around his cock that twitches deep within you. He keeps himself embedded into you until he is certain he has spilled every drop inside of you before he pulls out.
He moves your legs gently from his shoulders and they fall to the bed as Megumi threads his fingers through your hair and melds his molten mouth onto yours in a passion filled kiss. Your bodies stick together as you suck his tongue between your lips and he groans, sinking his fingernails into your scalp.
He pulls back and smiles at you softly, kissing your sticky forehead. The painful pounding in your chest reignites when he flashes you a quick wink and raises to his knees, grabbing hold of your thighs.
"Gumi, what-"
He holds your thighs up with one hand and grabs hold of your ankles with the other, pushing them back over your head.
"I read it helps, um, you know..." His cheeks flush pink as he averts his pretty eyes from yours. "With the, uh... you know."
You can't help it, you giggle and shake your head as Megumi grumbles something about being quiet. You know it's just a myth, but his dedication to the task of getting you pregnant is so cute that you decide you'll break the news to him some other time.
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xxsabitoxx · 2 years
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Megumi x fem smexy cosplayer reader
Warnings: lingerie wearing, picture taking and mentions of getting turned on. Pretty tame shit ngl
Note: this is 100% inspired by that one Dress Up Darling scene. Iykyk ;) — enjoy !
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“I can’t believe you convinced me to do this.” Megumi groaned, checking the camera settings for a third time to keep himself occupied. “You’re the best Megumi, I really owe you one.” You chose to ignore his whining, instead adjusting the thin cloth that barely covered your breasts. You were dressed as a demon… in this cause it’s was a succubus. You were doing a sexy photoshoot that you planned on selling to fans of your content, some how you managed to convince Megumi to help you out.
“You owe me dinner at a fancy restaurant.” He mumbled, praying the pink tint on his ears wasn’t noticeable as you twirled around your mirror. The lingerie you were wearing kept absolutely nothing to his imagination. He was fairly certain one wrong move would have your breasts fully exposed to him — granted the cloth was just barely covering your nipples. The bottoms were no better, frilly lace clung to your lower half. The material was already riding up your ass, thigh high stockings were squeezing the plush of your thighs.
Your look was completed with tiny black demon wings and black horns, you had also gone with your natural hair since you said the wig didn’t fit the look like you had hoped. “With the money I’ll get for these pics? How about a rooftop dinner in Tokyo.” You laughed, turning to face him “all set?” Megumi nodded, struggling to keep his eyes just on your face. The only reason he had agreed was because he couldn’t fathom Yuji trying to do this for you… never mind a professional photographer. He respected your job nonetheless, people paid top dollar to view your more “scandalous” pieces.
“I’m thinking some normal POV shots on the bed first. Then I have something else in mind… but we’ll worry about that in a bit.” You crawled onto your bed, reaching for the small remote on your night table. The LEDs in your room shifted to red, Megumi relaxed a bit knowing you wouldn’t be able to see the blush on his cheeks. “We’ll do some normal lighting too…” you tossed the remote aside, positioning yourself to sit on the heels of your feet. You leaned back on your arms, the angle itself was enough to have Megumi’s face hot as he crouched down before you.
That’s how the first twenty minutes went, a mix between normal lighting and LED red lights, different angles for both you and him. Finally he was handing the camera to you, letting you look through the pics he had snapped. “Alright, these look pretty damn good for a first time photographer, Meg! Now let’s try a POV change.” You smiled innocently, kneeling on the bed with wide eyes staring up at him. Megumi took the camera back from you, forcing his heart to calm down before it flew out of his chest. “A POV change?”
“Yes, lay down on the bed.” Megumi’s brows creased, lips parting in surprise. “Trust me on this, please?” You pat on your comforter, waiting for Megumi to crumble and do as you asked. Of course, he did without much more hesitation. “I think I get where your taking this.” It was making butterflies frenzy in his stomach… even worse it was making butterflies frenzy a little lower than he wanted. He was flat on his back, expensive camera in hand as he watched you stand up on the mattress. “Try to avoid making this a whole kitty shot.” You laughed, placing your feet on either side of his midsection.
Megumi merely gulped, bringing the camera up to his face and peering at you through the tiny view finder. He made a point to completely bypass your barely covered cunt, instead panning the lenses up your body and snapping a few pics. You smiled down at him, doing different things with your hands and expressions every other click. “Alright next position.” You chimed in, briefly breaking the silence before crouching down. “Is it alright if I straddle you? I think they’ll go crazy for pics like this.” Megumi nearly gasped, not exactly sure if he could withstand feeling you on him like that.
“That’s fine.” His voice came out a lot steadier than he was feeling, still keeping the camera up to his face as you lowered your body weight onto his groin. “I-I…could you… maybe sit a little higher?” He couldn’t breathe for a moment after saying that, not expecting to feel your warmth so intensely. “Oh! My bad.” If you were at all effected by this situation, you didn’t show it. He took a second, trying to think of absolutely anything other than you. For the sake of his pride, he needed to not get turned on… though the twitch between his thighs wasn’t going anywhere.
You gave him a moment to settle, shooting a thumbs up when he positioned the camera over his face again. “Alright, these will probably be the last ones, Meg.” He only nodded, mind reeling with the embarrassment of the growing issue just inches below your ass. He felt a little calmer a few pictures in, maybe if he was lucky he’d get out of this with his sanity still in tact. That is… “fuck! Sor—“ you lost your balance mid-position shift. You landed with a soft thumb against Megumi’s raging erection. The camera was forgotten a second later, Megumi shooting up into a sitting position.
His face was scarlet but you couldn’t tell under the red lights. “Don’t. Move.” Megumi wasn’t even sure how to go about this. “Fuck… alright… I’m sorry…” he hushed you, eyes squeezing shut. “Or…what about…” you went against his commands, one hand ghosting up under his sweatshirt. “We could… take some pics together… maybe even a video…” you rocked your hips slowly, enough to earn a shaky gasp. “Y/n…” his jaw was clenched, hands grasping for the lace of your panties. “Hell… I’ll even give you half the earnings.” You winked, breaking the tension just a bit. Megumi swallowed “Whatever it takes… please.”
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mitsuyaya · 1 year
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[ back to december ] fushiguro megumi
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contains: 1.1k+ words. angst, break-up, minimal fluff
summary: Megumi was the reason why you wanted to move past December. And you're the reason why Megumi wants to go back to December.
end note: repost from my ao3. was obsessed with this song so i had to write it out.
jjk masterlist
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Megumi Fushiguro was the reason you love December.
White droplets of snow decorating the roofs and pavements, the frigid breeze of wind caressing your skin, dressing yourself with piles and piles of thick clothes.
He was the reason why December is warm.
Bringing you a cup of hot cocoa, removing his jacket to keep you warm (despite his sensitivity from the cold), throwing you a snowball whenever you're too lost in thought — stealing kisses in front of the fireplace, running around the house like two idiots when you're locked inside the house because of the hailstorm, exchanging promises under the fort you made.
He was the reason why you waited with bated breath for December. Itching for spring, summer and autumn to pass – crafting fantasies for your next meeting, trapping yourself from the imagery of what's to come the next December, the next time you can see him again.
Megumi is a sorcerer and you're a normal citizen. His life as a sorcerer is the reason why the only season you could see him is during winter, during December.
And yet, like a little child waiting on the porch for the first fall of snow, you longed for his arrival, eyes fleeting from the calendar into your front door.
Your first December with Megumi is when he confessed.
A small piece of paper, that for you, it meant bigger, meaningful, a drastic change in your life – I like you, will you go out with me? – Despite the harsh gust of wind, you felt warm, especially when you felt two pairs of arms wrapped around you, sturdy chest blocking your view from your surroundings, when you nodded your head and said ‘yes’.
Your second December was when he said I love you.
Snuggled in front of the fireplace, cladded with nothing but a thick, large blanket. Head lays flat against his chest, his heart thumping erratically.
He said it's because of the rigorous activity, but his reaction says otherwise. You know it's because of what he said, it's because of the confession he made.
With every passing month you awaited what will happen the next December. The expectations of what kind of surprise, what kind of memory you'll keep, what kind of gift you'll receive, keeps you awake every night.
Restlessness, loneliness, fear were all cast aside when you hear the familiar jingle of keys, dashing from the bedroom into the stairs – uncaring if you lose your footing and might stumble, all you want is to open the door and see him again – to see your Megumi again, to feel him in your arms again.
The eight December you have with Megumi – was nothing like you imagined it would be.
Your excitement drowns when you hear his words, walls come crumbling down when you force yourself to look at his face.
“I'm sorry y/n, I just came here to tell you all of that. These are your keys, goodbye.” He left, turned his back and never looked back – leaving you dumbfounded and broken.
From all the December you spent with Megumi, from all the countless memories you both shared – Goodbye – a breakup is the least surprise you've expected.
Without reasons, without explanation, without turning back, Megumi just left you there; tears rolling from your cheeks nonstop, door ajar deriding you from the reality that all the December you spent with him is gone.
Your eight December with Megumi is not what you expected and the last December that marks your relationship.
Megumi was the reason you loved December.
And you're the reason why Megumi wants to go back to December.
Megumi hates that he didn't get to tell you the words he wanted to say. He misses you, a lot actually, your firm soft skin sliding against his, your sweet smile – it's burned in the back of his mind, haunting him with the vivid memory of your last encounter: crestfallen, jaw slacked, corners of your eyes pooling with tears.
Sometimes he stares into his reflection in the mirror, stares at the monumental change in his life and asks: If I happen to turn around that day and let my defense crumble, will we still be together?
Will we still spend December together?
“I haven't seen you in a while. You look great”
Your eyes don't hold the same gaze as before. No more affection and love, it's shrouded with – nothing, indifference perhaps.
It's his fault, he knows. Why you can't keep squirming in your seat – you're uncomfortable.
Why do your eyes dart from his face into the bustling street outside – you don't feel comfortable with him anymore.
“I'm sorry if I… called you out here so suddenly. I just wanted to see–”
“Fushiguro, please let's cut to the chase. I have an important thing to do.”
It's his fault – why you wish to leave as soon as possible, why you feel uncomfortable, why you don't want to talk to him anymore.
But, if he told you that he still loves you and regrets the day he told you that he wants to break up — will that make you forgive him?
If he told you that the day when he told you that you should part ways, he looked back – turn around only when realized that he can't do it, when he had already taken steps further away from your house, will you take him back?
“If you're going to apologize, it's okay now Fushiguro. I already forgive you, even if you don't explain I get it, I understand everything. We didn't need to meet up like this if it's just as simple as that.”
He listened not so much to what you said as to the nuances in your voice. He heard nothing to enlighten him, except that you had reverted to the formal tones of early acquaintance, as if you never met each other at all.
Will it surprise you if he said that hurts him?
“If that's all then I'm leaving. Thank you for everything, Fushiguro. Goodbye.”
Footfalls and the ringing of the bell was the last thing he heard before he closed his eyes. This was all his fault. He even swallowed his pride, tried to apologize – but just like what he dreaded the most, it came to life.
The one thing he didn't want to make into reality, came true, in just a blink of an eye. The perfectly built expectation and hope is nothing more than a delusion now.
It's all Megumi's fault – he regrets it all. And now he can't do anything, can't get you back anymore, he regrets everything, regret ever breaking up with you.
As Megumi watches your figure disappear into the streets, he wishes for one thing: to go back to December, turn around and run back to you.
Maybe then, the month you both love – will still be spent with you and him together
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2018-01-20 · 2 years
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I may have already submitted a request, but if you are interested, 1 hiding an injury from megumi could be very nice
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prompt list. “are you hiding an injury?”
pairing. megumi fushiguro × gn!reader
warnings. fluff + a bit suggestive + swearing
sticky-note. as always, please read slowly!
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megumi thinks it’s a bit attractive when you’re mad.
there’s something about the way your face contorts into a scowl that make his cheeks heat up—like that time you had to be held back by maki when you found out what aoi todo did to him. the glares you sharply dig into the back of heads when you’re throughly annoyed or upset sparks an interest in him, bringing him to a slight awe at seeing such a specific side of you.
but it’s different when you’re up close and when you’re mad at him.
it makes his cheeks redder than red.
“i know you’re hiding something,” you deadpan, your chest just centimeters from pressing against his as you confidently step forward. his hand moves incredibly fast (maybe even faster than yuuji can run) to cover up the fact that his face is, embarrassingly, visibly reddening. he also takes a step back when you try to observe his expression closer, a notably cute but strict frown on your face. “are you hiding an injury? an animal? a person?”
“don't talk like gojo,” megumi deadpans right back, despite the tips of his ears flushing a light pink, eyebrows furrowing at your words. “how could i be hiding a human?”
“well, you ran into... no, you limped and ran into your room. so if you're hurt, of course i would want to help.”
he turns silent with his mouth slightly agape. of course you would easily find out—he remembers that you’re extremely observant. well, especially observant of him, because you never seem to persist too much when it comes to others unless necessary.
your expression visibly softens when he doesn’t respond for a while, only returning your gaze. “i want to help you, ‘gumi. i know you’re not hiding anything living... but i can go back to my room if you want me to leave you alone.”
megumi knows. he doesn’t talk because he doesn’t want to, though: he doesn’t talk because he can’t. the back of his neck feels hot, his hands feel sweaty, and even his knees feel like they are about to buckle at any moment.
and all because of the proximity of your figures.
he shuts his eyes and hotly exhales, taking a few quiet moments to himself before slowly opening his eyelids and finally—although flusteredly—replying to you. “i-it’s my ankle.”
thankfully, you don’t notice his current state and only nod enthusiastically in understanding. “alright then. stay here and i’ll go get a first-aid kit in my room.” your lips turn into a teasing smile to ease the tension. “don’t you dare move a single inch while i'm gone!”
only then when a minute passes by after you leave the room does megumi collapse back onto his bed, mortified at what had just happened. he quickly covers his face and groans into the both of his hands, hiding his burning cheeks and ears.
“what are you doing to me?”
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nanamisbbygirl · 2 years
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YOOOOO requests are open!! sorry i saw the post and then rushed here lol. anyways, i apologize in advance for the angsty prompt but could you do either ‘Gumi or Nanami when their s/o calls them asking to be picked up after they had a fight with their parents 😃
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— requests are open!!!
type: sfw, drabble (comfort fluff!)
includes: fushiguro megumi x reader
summary: megumi’s s/o calls and tell him they got into a fight with their parents
a/n: i tried to keep the reason as for fighting a bit more vague… the reader is also gn! btw
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when megumi's phone buzzes and he sees your name pop up on his screen, he knows something's wrong. you wouldn't be calling so late at night without any warning. so he picks up, greeting you with a croaky hello, heart dropping as he hears you sniffle from the other end.
"hey, hey, what's wrong?" his tone is borderline comforting, borderline do i need to beat someone up?
"me and my parents got into a fight," you explain, saddened, "i didn't want to be at home right now." this makes megumi sit up, slipping his feet out of the blanket, starting to reach to the drawer next to his bed for a pair of socks.
"so where are you now?" he's concerned, why wouldn't he be? but he can't help sounded a bit irritated at the thought of you wandering the streets all alone-- at night nonetheless.
"mm, i'm about halfway to the dorms, i think. i dunno it's kinda dark-- oh wait i see that convenience store." he pinches the bridge of his nose at your response. he gets up, reaching for a jacket before slipping on his shoes.
"wait there. don't leave, okay? i'm gonna come meet up with you."
"okay, see you soon.. love you." your voice timid and he sighed, replying back an equally quiet: "love you too."
he was always one get there on time, but with you he always managed to be quicker. in no time he was outside the same convenience store that you mentioned earlier. 
megumi was relieved to see that nothing bad had happened to you, walking up to you as he finally came into your peripheral view. 
“gumi!” you ran up to him and for a second, it seemed as though you hadn’t gotten into a fight with your parents. but as you buried your face into megumi’s chest it was clear that you were still upset. 
he instinctively wrapped his arms around you, running the palm of his hand against the back of your head. 
“do you wanna talk about it, y’know, the fight?”he softly asked. you didn’t reply right away, breathing in his comfort before shaking your head. 
“not right now, no. do you think you can you just hold me a little longer?” you murmured, squeezing him a little tighter. 
“of course. but why don’t i do that in my room, and not out here, it’s starting to get cold.” you nodded, letting him let go as he shrugged off the coat he was wearing and draped it over your shoulders. 
linking his hand with yours, he let you lean on him in the slightest as both of you continued your walk back to megumi’s place with the promise of lots of comforting cuddles. 
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amaya-writes · 2 years
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plz i love aus so this event is so perfect-
what about royal au with shoto (Todoroki) and megumi? they're the prince of a rival kingdom who reader is betrothed to and reader always liked them but thought their love was unrequited but then they try and call off the wedding because they think reader didn't like them and yeah just miscommunication but it all ends well
Event Masterlist About The Event
Notes: I found this idea so cute omg
Warnings: miscommunication, royal AU, arranged marriage, it all ends well tho
Characters involved: Shoto Todoroki, Megumi Fushiguro
Gender-neutral reader, you/yours
Shoto Todoroki
"I- I can't do this."
Shoto shot up from his chair as he spoke, choosing to quickly retreat to the very doors he had walked through a moment ago.
"Do you dislike me so much that you cannot even bare being married to me?"
Even from his perch before the door, Shoto could clearly hear the distress in your voice. One so profound he found himself immediately turning to be met with your teary gaze.
"Whatever do you mean?"
A sigh fell from your lips at the question, but you still chose to answer.
"This marriage, this political arrangement, it could have never been made had I not agreed to it."
You chose to leave your own chair as you spoke, moving towards the door until you were right beside him.
"I thought you were willing too, but I suppose I was wrong-"
You didn't hesitate to push the white wooden doors open to no doubt go call off the wedding plans, but were quickly hindered by a tug on your hand that pulled right back where you were.
Shoto was quick to close the door right after, lest he risked a guard spotting the two of you and presuming you were done talking.
"You- you want to marry me?"
"Yes, Shoto. Is that so hard to believe?"
It was clear that his surprise only served to worsen your mood, however, even with your confession Shoto couldn't quite find it in himself to accept the situation.
You, the beautiful, perfect member of his father's court he had fallen for, actually liked the scarred crown prince people across their kingdom feared?
The idea itself was bizarre enough to make his nose crinkle in confusion, but your dejected stance told Shoto enough to know you were telling the truth.
You seemed all but ready to leave the room at his clear indignation, a sight that he couldn't help but panic because of.
Shoto didn't know how, yet he somehow found it in himself to quickly lean forward and lock his lips with yours. The kiss was awkward and only a couple of seconds long, but it was enough to help calm both of you down and allow Shoto a moment to voice his thoughts.
"It is, because that means the one I love is willing to marry me."
He couldn't help but lean in for another quick kiss after that.
It was easy to get lost in your lips and lose track of time, for Shoto had finally found the one thing that made life worth living, and he didn't plan on letting go.
Megumi Fushiguro
"I could have said no."
His words echoed around the balcony even with the ballroom coming to life behind him, for the weight they held were enough to silence the newly engaged couple hiding away from their own party.
"What?"
A small sigh escaped his lips as Megumi allowed his gaze to drag over the kingdom before him, with the sight only serving to worsen the knot in his throat.
"This arrangement- your parents might have forced you into it, but I could have said no."
Megumi turned towards you as he spoke, not bothering to meet your gaze even as he felt you draw closer.
"Gojo would never have forced me into something like this. Not if-"
he couldn't help the way his eyes slipped shut, almost as if he wanted to will away the situation before him. But you deserved to know what you were getting yourself into, thus Megumi had to force himself to continue.
"-not if I didn't want to spend the rest of my life with you."
The raven-haired prince had always thought of the day he would confess his feelings to the one who had stolen his heart ever since he was a nobleman's child turned crown prince running through the palace halls.
Yet he never once would have thought it would be on the day of his engagement to you.
Megumi couldn't help but peel his eyes open at the sudden silence consuming the room. He didn't know how he expected you to react, a part of him hoped you weren't crying and mentally branding him as a traitor.
What he would have never expected was for you to be laughing.
The sound was one he had come to associate with his happiest memories, perhaps that was why Megumi felt so overwhelmingly confused as he watched you giggle with no restraint.
"What-"
"Oh, 'Gumi."
You took a step closer to him, and then another until you were close enough to gently tug on one of his hands until you were holding it.
"My innocent naive prince 'Gumi- you really thought I would marry you if I didn't want to?"
For a moment he couldn't do much except stand there and blink dumbfoundedly, but then Megumi truly processed your words and found that it was hard to keep a smile from spreading across his lips.
"You wanted to marry me?"
"Of course! And I wasn't exactly subtle either- I mean even Gojo knew!"
Megumi scoffed at the sound of his adoptive father's name. Of course, this whole engagement had been simply orchestrated by the playful king who was all too happy to pry into his son's love life.
But for once Megumi found he couldn't quite care about Gojo's meddlesome nature.
Not when it had got him you.
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softxsuki · 1 year
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Hello! Can I have an urgent request? Recently, I have a rather difficult housing situation and I have to move out very quickly and it's hard for me to adapt to changes and leave the place where I felt comfortable. Could you please write a one shot where bf!Megumi helps reader get used to the new surroundings and comfort them?
Megumi Helps Reader Feel Comfortable In Their New Home
Pairing: Megumi x Gn!Reader
Warnings: feeling overwhelmed, needing to move out of your old home quickly and being thrown somewhere new so suddenly, crying
Genre: Comfort
Post-Type: Drabble
Word Count: 980
Summary: In which due to circumstances, you're forced out of your old home and into a new home, but you can't seem to feel comfortable there, so your boyfriend, Megumi, helps you out
[A/N: Hey! Thank you for waiting for me to come back from my hiatus for this urgent request. This is my first time writing for Megumi, so I hope it's alright! I ran out of things to say so it's ALMOST oneshot length, but not quite, so here's a drabble lol. I'm sorry you had to go through this, but I hope your new place starts to feel more comfortable to you soon! Hopefully this brings you some comfort <;3]
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“Is this going here?” Megumi asks, carrying one of the boxes that you were moving into your new place.
“Yeah, anywhere is fine really,” you respond, sighing a little.
After needing to move out of your old place quickly and being thrown into this new place without a chance to come to terms with everything, you were feeling very overwhelmed. This new place was supposed to be your home, but it felt like you didn’t belong there. It was just a space that your belongings now occupied. How can you live somewhere where you feel uncomfortable?
Megumi could see the discomfort on your face, he knew this situation was hard on you, but he was ready to help you through it. 
“Let’s take a break,” he suggests, leaving the box on the floor and taking a seat on the sofa with you, “What’s up?”
You open up to him about how you've been feeling; how this sudden move is making you feel and how you wish you could still be back at your old place. He listens quietly, an arm draped around your shoulders as you express yourself.
“I get it, no one wants to move out so suddenly without having a chance to let the idea settle in first, but we’re here. It happened, so we do have to come to terms with it eventually. I don’t expect you to feel fully comfortable here overnight; after all, a home is something that you bring, it isn’t this building that is supposed to feel like home, but you will make it feel like home. Let’s just take each day at a time.”
You nod your head in understanding, letting his words sink in. That really stuck with you; everything he said about home being with you, and not with the place you reside. It made sense since you always felt at-home at your boyfriend, Megumi’s place even though you didn’t live there. It felt comforting being with him–being together. 
“Do you think…maybe you could stay over for a few nights? I think my place will feel more homey if you’re here with me…”
He just shrugs his shoulders, “I don’t mind, you know that, but I don’t think it’ll really help. I don’t want you to rely on me making this place feel like home, because when I go back to my own place, you’ll just go back to square one. I will however help you try and make this place feel a little more comfortable to live in at such short notice,” he reassures you after turning down the idea of him spending the night for a few days.
You understood why he wouldn’t stay the night, you knew you’d rely too much on him being there all the time that when your mini sleepover with him is over and he goes back to his own house, you’ll just feel cold and lonely in your new place. But you wouldn’t turn down his offer to at least help you feel more at home.
“I guess you’re right,” you sigh, trying not to let your sadness show, “I’d love your help though, if you don’t mind.”
“I don’t mind at all, here’s what we’ll do…” Megumi explains in detail how he’ll help you feel more at home.
After unpacking a bit he does invite you to stay over at his place, just so you can rest peacefully for the night before you both get to work with unboxing your belongings and making things more cozy for you. The next day would be all business.
You spend a majority of the next day unpacking your things and putting them in the places you want them to belong in your new foreign home. Megumi knows you’re struggling and probably wishing you were back at your old place, feeling regret and dread fill the pit of your stomach, but remember, you’re not alone. At least not while Megumi is with you.
He did a lot of research the night before while you were sleeping and looked up different methods to make a home feel more inviting for the person living there. He begins with buying and lighting some candles with your favorite scents that you used to use, to make your new place smell a little more familiar. He then goes out with you and buys some cozy rugs that might make your place more cozy. He even puts up pictures of the both of you together, as well as pictures of your friends and family that you care about. 
It’s not much, but it’s a start. He knows you won’t feel comfortable in your new home just like that. In the meantime though, for the next few days, you both spend a little time getting more familiar with your new neighborhood. Walking down the street to the different shops and finding some new stores that could be potential favorites. He even takes you sight seeing, to see the beautiful scenery and nature areas in your new town. Over time you’ll learn to love them all just like your old neighborhood.
He’s there for you on the nights where you can’t help but to cry because of your situation. He silently holds you close and allows you to cry on his shoulder, gently patting your back in an attempt to comfort you. He’s not the most verbal when it comes to his feelings and he does get a little lost for words whenever you cry, but he at least wants to be there physically through your sadness and confusion of feeling like you’re living uncomfortably in a stranger's home.
He visits you each day, or as often as he can throughout the week until you slowly start to feel more comfortable in your new home. It’ll take time, but Megumi is patient and he loves you, so he won’t let you struggle on your own. You’re in good hands. 
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jeansun · 2 years
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warnings: mention of character death (itadori), manga ch 125/126 spoilers, strong language
autumn's note: i haven't actually read the jjk manga and the only thing i know happens is chapter 125 so if there's characters included that shouldn't be please forgive me
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"aren't you going to say anything?"
megumi's question goes in one ear and immediately falls right out the other, focusing too hard on the casket before you all. there's a picture of yuuji's beaming smile with a wreath of flowers and you can't help but think about how ugly they are. how he'd laugh and point and say, "they couldn't even get me roses!? i'm dead! it's the least they could do!"
"y/n."
you finally bring yourself to look at megumi for the first time since you found out what was going to happen, and fuck, he looks just as bad as you do. his eyes are bloodshot and dark circles are embedded beneath them.
you sniff and look away, eyes scanning the room. "this is...pathetic."
megumi gapes at you as you laugh a little.
"this is a pathetic funeral," you repeat, louder than before. "it's yuuji, for crying out loud, and how many people came? everyone from jujutsu high. that's it! he- i bet he's watching this right now with his grandpa and they're laughing about how fucking pathetic this is!"
he lets out a laugh, bowing his head in disappointment at himself. it's silent for a moment before the two of you lose it completely. megumi has tears in his eyes as he doubles over, arms hugging his stomach. he's in hysterics— you both are. neither of you can stop laughing; full-blown, knee-hitting, foot-kicking laughter.
"we're down two friends, too!" megumi adds on, his voice wavering from a mix of laughter and his hours of sobbing. "there's only half of us left!"
you can't help but laugh even harder, snorting at his comment. he's right.
nanami and gojo watch you both from the back of the room. as much as nanami wants to tell you both to stop acting this way, he knows gojo's right when he tells him that this is what yuuji would have wanted. you and megumi, not spending months of your lives moping around after him.
he certainly would have liked a less pathetic funeral.
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romantichomicide95 · 9 months
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ೃ✧ megumi fushiguro
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๑ summary: megumi study session. rewards.
๑ cw: 18+!, f!reader, cockwarming, fingering, thigh riding, penetration, dom!megumi,
➜ word count: 1.4k
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"Ugh, Gumi, I just can't get motivated to study," you groaned, stepping into Megumi's dorm room. Earlier, he had texted you, expressing concern about your slipping grades and urging you to come over for a study session. Your boyfriend was undeniably intelligent, effortlessly excelling in both your regular classes and the rigorous training to become jujutsu sorcerers. In contrast, you often found yourself struggling with the academic aspect.
"Too bad. You need to study," he replied with his usual gruffness, motioning for you to join him at his desk. As you made your way towards him, he surprised you by pulling you down onto his lap, resting his head on your shoulder.
“Alright," he murmured, "You really need to ace this test so we are going to make studying a little more interesting yeah? Every time you can focus and study for a designated amount of time, I'll reward you."
You turn your head to look at him, a playful smile tugging at your lips. "Reward me how exactly?”
“Focus.” he says forcefully turning your head back to the books laid out in front of you. “If you can stay focused and do what I ask then I’ll do something like this…” he says placing a soft kiss to your neck, “or this,” he adds nibbling your ear.
You couldn't deny the appeal of his proposal. Not only would it provide an incentive to study, but it also promised a good time with your boyfriend. You nodded eagerly. “Deal," you agreed excitedly, turning your attention to the textbooks in front of you.
You stayed seated on Megumi’s lap, his head rested on your shoulder looking at the pages in front of you. He placed soft kisses along your neck as you took notes from the textbook. It was actually quite distracting to say the least.
His soft kisses quickly turned into hickeys, blue and purple marks left in the wake of his lips on your skin.
“Gumiii.” you whine, turning to face him again. You try to capture his lips in a kiss but he pulls away quickly.
“Study.” He says forcing your head away again, pointing to the spot you left off. “No rewards if you’re not studying. Take notes. I know you can multitask.”
You begrudgingly oblige as his lips fall to your neck once more. You feel wetness pool between your legs and you move your skirt to just enough for him to rut his thigh between your legs. You instinctively grind your heat down against him, your breathe hitching at the feeling of his thigh against your clothed clit.
You begin to roll your hips against him as his arms wrap around you holding you close. His hands are at your waist, guiding you along his thigh as you try to focus your attention on the books in front of you.
That fails when one of his hands glides up your leg, leaving goosebumps as he trails his fingers across your soft skin. His fingers trace up over your panties as he bites and sucks at the skin of your neck, you let out a soft moan, stopping your movements as he rubs the outside of your underwear, right over your sensitive clit.
He brings his fingers up, sliding two digits into your mouth with one simple command “suck”. You take his fingers in, swirling your tongue around them, as he shoves them deeper and deeper down your throat.
“Spread your legs for me pretty girl.” He commands, and you do as you’re told. You bite your lip as he brings his wet fingers down to tease your clit, mixing your saliva with your slick, eliciting a whimper to escape your lips. You close your eyes as he slides two fingers inside you, and you drop your pen on the desk.
Megumi suddenly stops, his fingers don’t move, his thumb presses down hard on your clit, his voice whispering in your ear. “If you want me to touch you, pick up your pen. If you don’t keep studying, I won’t keep touching you.”
“Fuck.. okay.” You continue working on your notes, while Megumi’s fingers fuck you at a slow pace. He’s taking his time, relishing in the feeling of your slick coating his fingers. “That’s right pretty girl, you’re doing so good. Keep taking notes.” He whispers pushing your hair aside so he can place kisses to your neck again.
His fingers pump in and out of you, his pace quickening as his thumb circles your needy clit. His other hand is up your shirt, stimulating your nipples. His fingers curl inside you, hitting your sweet spot over and over. You roll your hips into his fingers, dropping the pen again, as your eyes roll back. You can’t help it, not when his fingers reach deep into your cunt, fire burning in your stomach as his thumb works your puffy clit.
Megumi stops once again, pulling his fingers away, causing you to whine as he grabs your chin, forcing you to turn to face him. You pout at him. “Gumi … baby, please.” You say as he pinches your cheeks together.
“I told you, if you want me to touch you…then study.”
“Gumi…come on. I want you.” You say, though it almost comes out as a beg. You turn to look at him, his gaze lingers on your lips for a second before he’s looking at you over those pretty thick eyelashes of his.
“If you want me, than you’ll finish your notes. You’ll get what you want if you can be a good girl and do that for me yeah?”
You do as you’re told, but as you turn around Megumi lifts you up off his lap and you can hear the soft metallic noise and “click” of his belt coming undone, and his pants hitting the floor. Before you can react he’s sliding your panties down to your ankles.
“Wanna feel you around my cock, but don’t stop writing.” He says bending you over his desk. He lets out a sharp exhale as he sinks his cock into you inch by inch until he’s filled you up, you tilt your head back at the sensation and clench around him causing him to slightly whimper. And then he…just sits there. Gripping your hips, cock buried inside you.
“If you want me to move. Keep working.” He says, and you do so as he slowly starts to pick up his pace. “Fuck…so tight.” He whispers, mostly to himself.
You’re trying really hard to focus, it’s getting increasingly harder once he reaches around you to circle your clit. “Gumi I-I can’t, feels t-too good.”
“You can…and…you will. One more page.” He grunts He grips a clump of your hair, pushing your head down close to the desk. “If you want me to keep going…finish.” . You focus as best as you can on finishing the chapter, the sounds of his hips slapping against your ass filling the room as his pace becomes erratic.
“D-done.” you say closing your eyes, focusing on the way Megumi’s cock fills you up.
“Good job pretty girl…C’mere.” Megumi pulls out and turns you around lifting you up on his desk before he’s sinking himself back inside you, from this angle his cock fills you all the way up. His lips are on yours now, and you’re finally able to taste how sweet his kisses are, hungry and desperate.
“So..fuck-fucking pretty.” He watches as you throw your head back, arching your back as you rut your hips against his. His fingers dig into your flesh and his lips are back on your neck. He pounds his cock into you relentlessly, biting your neck every time you clench around him. You feel tears brim at the corners of your eyelashes. He fits so perfectly inside you, his cock hitting your cervix with every fevered thrust.
“F-fuck. You feel so good..E-every damn time.”
You reach around Megumi, fingers digging into his back as you feel orgasm pool in your stomach. “G-gunna cum Gumi.”
“F-fuck Me t-too.” He breathes into your neck, burying his head in your shoulder as he feels you cum around his cock whimpers of his name escaping your lips. He follows shortly after, filling you up with his cum.
“Fuck.” He says, looking down at you, brushing your hair out of your face. “So pretty. You did good.”
“Yeah?” you reply, “We should study like this more often.”
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xxsabitoxx · 2 years
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┌──❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚─┐
Dramatic Megumi
└───❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚┘
Annoyance is clinging to his exhausted mind as he hauls himself down the hall and towards his room. He didn’t even have the energy to shower, he probably wouldn’t have the energy to change either, he just needed sleep. He pushed his room door open, stopping halfway through the threshold when he saw you fast asleep on his bed. Nothing but his shirt covering your body. He blinked, drinking in the sight of your exposed skin before shaking his head. “Y/n…” he whined your name as he shut the door, feeling like a small child throwing a tantrum because he simply couldn’t get his way.
You didn’t budge, instead you rolled onto your stomach. He suppressed a groan, making sure to lock the door behind him with a soft click. “You’re really testing me.” He mumbled, reaching up to undo the button of his uniform jacket and shoulder it off. He felt self conscious for a moment, certain he had to smell like sweat and he worried what you would think, but dammit he was too god damn tired to do anything about it. He pulled the black t-shirt off next, exposing milky skin to the cool air of his bedroom. You still didn’t budge when his belt clattered to the floor. “You sleep like the dead.”
He felt his annoyance fading away, finding it funny that you could truly sleep through the loudest noises. His pants followed his belt, leaving him in nothing but a pair of briefs. He didn’t want to dirty any clean pajamas and he needed to wash his bedding anyways. Plus… you’d seen him naked more times than he could count at this point. His body felt like weights had been tied to it as he clumsily flopped down on his bed beside you. He glanced over, relieved that you were, in fact, still asleep. Megumi let his eyes shut, breathing even out as sleep quickly took over his body.
“Meg?” his eyes snapped open, head turning to meet your half open eyes. “How’d you know I was back?” you had literally slept through everything. You blinked, expression neutral as you spoke. “I smelt you.” His eyes flew wide as a smile appeared on your face. “You smelt me?” His earlier anxiety was creeping back into his chest. “Yeah, you smell like your cologne and deodorant but you also smell like sweat. ‘S not a bad thing, Meg.” you were already falling back to sleep as you spoke. “I’m gonna go shower…” you whined, arm reaching out to land on his chest and keep him down. “Do it in the mornin…”
“But you said I smell.” your eyes were fully closed again but you still laughed. “I didn’t say you smelt. I said I could smell you, two totally different things.” You were scooting across the bed, leg thrown lazily over his waist. “Now sleep, Meg.” He was wide awake now, mind racing. “Y/n…” he whined, moving to shake you off and shower. “Fushiguro Megumi, keep your ass in this bed.” With the last of your strength you flopped on top of him, snuggling your face in the crook of his neck.
“I just don’t get it.” He wrapped his arms around you anyways, sleep creeping up on him again as he got comfortable. “Well, you know when you smell something and it’s familiar? Like your mothers perfume or the smell of your favorite food. It’s comforting, that’s what I mean when I said I could smell you.” You began laughing against his skin, finding the whole thing to be absurd. “Those are bad examples for me… but I get it now I guess.” You laughed a little harder when he began chuckling as well. “Sorry, Meg.”
“You’re so strange.” His hand was running up and down your spine, tugging his shirt up with it and pushing it back down each time. “I’m strange but you love me, so I can live with that.” You kissed his skin, nuzzling a little closer as you started to drift back off to sleep. “I guess I can live with that too, weirdo.” You could hear the smile in his voice, body relaxing as he too began to fall asleep.
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rinphoria · 2 years
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kai, congrats on another milestone! you deserve it so so much! for your event, since you mentioned s’mores, how about megumi + camping/making s’mores? please and thank you :)
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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍’ — a milestone event
დ ft. megumi & gn!reader
დ wc: 0.8k
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"i can't believe you've never had s'mores."
during your walk home from the convenience store you had made the observation that the weather was perfect for camping. you all but dragged megumi home after he'd let it slip that he'd never been. all of your previous plans for the night were postponed until tomorrow, as you insisted on giving megumi one of his firsts. it likely would have gone a lot smoother and more accurately if it weren't so impromptu. the lush greens of the woods were traded in for those of the bushes in your backyard and your makeshift tent was more comparable to a fort than what it was meant to truly resemble. blankets and fairy lights were draped over the backs of your lawn chairs and megumi assisted you in bringing out just about every pillow and cushion you owned. it wasn't nearly as functional as a tent—the two of you would probably end up back in the house before it got too late. overall, it was pretty far off from the true camping experience, but megumi didn't seem like he minded. he was always content so long as you were around.
"i don't really like sweets," he commented, lithe fingers focused on sticking the squishy marshmallow onto the roasting stick.
"well, you will tonight." you replied, carefully placing the broken pieces of chocolate on one half of the graham cracker. "it's not camping without s'mores."
a small smile tugged at his lips. he wasn't entirely familiar with all that camping entailed, but he could bet it was more than this. although this was a far cry from the traditional activity, he knew you put effort into making this experience something special for him. so even though the thought of a sugary marshmallow combined with a square of sweet chocolate made his teeth hurt, he'd give the treat a shot for you.
"how long do i hold this over the fire?" he asked, rotating the metal stick in his hand. the flames from the firepit drifted with the summer breeze.
"until it's golden brown. it should expand a bit."
a moment of comfortable silence passed before megumi pulled the puff away from the fire. he examined the marshmallow, twirling the stick around so he could get a good look at the whole thing. other than a few spots that had gotten a little charred by the fire, it seemed like he had done a decent job.
"this good?" he presented it to you.
"perfect." you grabbed the now gooey marshmallow from him. you wouldn't say so, but you were a tad bit jealous that he had done so well on his first try. yours didn't go nearly as smoothly. "you're a pro."
it was time to assemble. your finger pushed the sticky marshmallow off from the metal skewer and onto the stacked graham cracker and chocolate. the brown candy began to melt as you pushed the top piece of cracker down to squish all of the ingredients together. you held the photo-worthy dessert out to megumi. "ta-da. give it a try."
you handed the sandwich of sweets to him and he accepted it easily. he raised it to his mouth, taking a bite out of the corner. the pillow of sugar stretched with the bite, leaving a white line behind on his lip. he stuck his tongue out to collect it. he chewed slowly as you stared at him, waiting for any sort of reaction.
"what do you think?" you urged him to speak.
"it's messy." he looked down to his fingers that were stained and sticky with sugar, leaving out his thoughts on the flavor. it wasn't bad, but he had no intentions of eating them again.
"guess i can't be surprised." you rolled your eyes. as excited as you were to introduce him to camping and s'mores, you weren't surprised to find out that he wasn't a fan. you didn't take it personally, though. disinterest was common in megumi. and just because he didn't enjoy it didn't mean you wouldn't. "here, gimme."
he held the treat out and you leaned forward to take a bite of your own. it had been a while since you'd last had one and it was even better than you remembered. you covered your mouth so that he wouldn't have to watch you talk with your mouth full.
"your tastebuds must be broken because this is amazing."
you swallowed, hyperaware of the melted chocolate lingering on the corner of your mouth. your tongue was readying to dart out to clean up the smeared snack but before you could, megumi's lips were pressed to yours. you let out a tiny gasp of surprise at the unexpected motion. before he pulled away, his tongue poked out to lick away the chocolate you were worried about. your eyebrows shot up towards your hairline at his uncharacteristic action. a questioning look was present in your eyes as you stared at him. the shocked expression on your face brought a smile to his as he shrugged and explained, "it tastes better coming from you."
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angelatsumu · 2 years
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plugs your nose when you’re sucking them off, relishes in the way your eyes widen and you struggle to breathe, choking around him
osamu, meian, daishou, getou, toji, megumi, katsuki, izuku (if he’s feeling mean), dabi, nahoya, baji, hanma
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2018-01-20 · 2 years
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HELPPP IM LITERALLY LEVITATING WHAT??????????? BOO 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️ HAPPY TO FUEL ANY CAVITY-INDUCING FLUFF!!
megumi is my fave. akutami hypnotized half the internet with megumi hes so pretty he is ON my mind always forever 🤧 i know he needs a hug like i know this-
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sypnosis. he didn’t think he liked hugs before, but he surely does now.
pairing. megumi fushiguro × gn!reader
sticky-note. fluff + so true 😭 ly nonnie <3 as always read slowly!
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“are you blushing?”
a relentless amount of giggles escape past your lips when megumi purposely tucks you into his chest, his indeed blushing face turning more scarlet from your remark. “quiet,” he grumbles, a hand of his moving to gently hold the back of your head as you laugh even more.
not being quiet at all, you continue to go on. “you give such good hugs ‘gumi.” you circle your arms tighter around his lean waist, delving into the feeling of his soft sweatshirt brushing against your fingertips. “we should start to hug more often, don’t you think?”
you can almost hear him rolling his eyes from above your head. when he suddenly tilts his body away, you arch a confused eyebrow before yelping in surprise—his hand delivering a swift flick to your forehead. his other hand rests on your waist to prevent you from losing your seating on his lap, pulling you closer again for another hug after a few moments.
“i said to quit it, didn’t i?” a cute smile starts to form on megumi’s lips and your gaze immediately flies towards it, recognizing it as something that your eyes absolutely refuse to miss. “you’re not really that nice to hug when you’re talking.”
“hey!” gasping in feigned offense, you scoot forward to comfortably hug him once again. there is no resistance shown from him. “that’s not very nice to say! i give good hugs even when i’m talking.”
now it’s his turn to raise his eyebrows. “isn’t it up to the person that you’re hugging and not you?”
you huff out in pretend irritation. “well, the only person i’m gonna be hugging is you, so you better be thinking that my hugs are good.”
and just like that—the tips of his ears are burning red again from your casually-spoken words, his arms trailing to wrap around your figure so he can hide his face into the top of your head. he pouts in defeat as your chest heaves with more laughter, because fun banter with your boyfriend has always been your favorite.
but now, it’s the sweet, sugary hugs: the way you melt into a puddle of warmth in his arms, the way he pats your back and carefully holds the back of your head, and especially the way his familiar, safe scent fills your senses.
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inmaki · 2 months
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jjk men react to you texting them "she's busy" .
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req! crack/fluff incl: gojo, yuta, choso, inumaki, megumi, toji
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yuuuhiii · 27 days
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Megumi is a thigh man. You can fight me on this idc. (Nah I’d win)
In the beginning of your relationship before you guys had done anything intimate. When you were sat down, in his car, or just over in his room. He’d always have his big hand slowly rubbing your thigh. It became a recurring gesture that he never really caught on to, but you did.
So one day when you’re in his dorm, on his bed, with your thighs on each side of his face you pop the question.
“Hey gumi?”
He hums, his hand mindlessly rubbing your thigh as he reads his book.
“Why do you like my thighs so much?”
That halts his movement against your thigh, he tried to peer up at you but concluded he probably looks stupid from his position. So he gets up and is now sat in front of you with your legs still spread.
“Dunno, they’re just nice I guess.” He’s blushing, avoiding all eye contact with you.
“That’s it hm?”
He rolls his eyes at your teasing tone.
“They’re soft, I like squeezing them.”
“More than my tits and ass?”
“Yes.”
You smirk at his reply and he huffs, returning to his position with his book and a flushed face.
Megumi is a thigh man, of course, he loves when you wear those mini skirts or thigh highs, it gets him so fucking worked up.
He’s over the moon when you let him fuck your thighs, asking shyly if you could keep on the stockings and skirt. He loses all self-control, whining and nipping at your neck. “S’good” and heavy groans leave his mouth as he finally cums on your plush skin.
He loves it when he eats you out and your thighs practically suffocate him to death. He’d die a happy man if that was a way to go. The moment your thighs encase around his head he’s humping his mattress like a bitch in heat, moans vibrating on your cunt.
Megumi fucks you in a mating press, his big hands on the back of your thighs, gripping the flesh and folding you in half as he fucks his fat dick in you.
Once he’s in between your legs he can’t help but litter the inside of your thighs with marks.
One time when you were wearing a skirt you didn’t notice that Megumi had left marks from the night before. Nobara questioned if you were okay, to which you quickly lied and said it was from training.
If it was anyone else Megumi would kill them for looking down there. He pops a vein when he sees Yuuji trying to look at what Nobara is talking about. Despite being a little irked he stands behind you and wears a smug smirk, a rare sight for the three of you.
When it’s just the two of you again, behind closed doors you confront him.
“Megs! Why didn’t you tell me?” You pout and he softly smiles, pulling you to straddle him, you can already guess where his hands are.
“Sorry, kinda forgot.” He mumbles, leading your lips to his.
“You gonna let me give you some more?”
He’ll always be a slut for your thighs♡~
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