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a stupid juvenile game of cops and robbers is what it was. one that you reluctantly agreed to joining at your friends' constant pleas. once everyone received their roles, they scattered to different parts of the abandoned warehouse to gain a head-start, a strategy you did not attempt in fact, as you decided it was better to save your energy– not that you really cared.
some time into the game you found yourself on one of the higher levels of the run-down building, opting to hide out instead of run. you crept down the hallway in silence, peering over the corner of the intersecting halls to spot for the opposing team– the cops. of course you couldn't take it fucking easy, and you just had to get the role that forced you to be on the lookout for–
“gotcha.”
a low voice growled beside your ear, a large hand coming up and gripping your waist, aggressively indicating the presence of someone of the opposition was behind you, emerging from the dark hall. You scoff in response. “you gotta take me to the jail, idiot.” you say, matter-of-factly.
“hmmm…. nah.” he responds dryly. a stark contrast to his next actions, that being him flipping  you around and slamming your back to the wall, pinning your wrists above your head.
“i'd rather punish this naughty robber myself.”
NAGI, chigiri, BACHIRA, megumi, GOJO, GETO, toji, SUNA, tsukishima, KUROO, suga, DAZAI, CHUUYA, ranpo (+ your favs!!)
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takumifujiwarastan · 14 days
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can I request a Megumi fic with a reader who spends most of them time alone on their bday?? thank you!
yes ofc anon!!! i love this idea sm hope u enjoy :3
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pairing: megumi fushiguro x reader contents: reader is kinda lonely,,, but its very fluffy n' sweet, like a birthday cake ;3
not proofread, forgive me for any mistakes :(
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"happy birthday, y/n." you sighed to yourself as you pulled out a book from your shelf, sitting at the foot of your bed. you opted to staying cooped up in your dorm for your birthday, fleeting texts and calls from family and few friends being the only form of celebration you received.
you were content... for the most part. sure it was lonely sometimes, but big parties and huge celebrations were never your thing, so much attention made you shy away. and it wouldn't be a good birthday if you were uncomfortable, right?
also your family lived in Kyoto, a ways away from Tokyo Jujutsu Tech where you were currently. so the odd text and call from them wishing you a happy birthday were all you received from them.
a knock on the door interrupted your thoughts. "come in," you sighed, eyes trained on the book in front of you. you heard the door open and saw a figure out of the corner of your eye, sitting down in front of you. holding something... glowing?
confused, you look up, and see a familiar raven-haired boy sitting in front of you, holding a cupcake with a lit candle on top. his stoic features were softened, a small smile on his lips as his eyes met yours.
your eyes had widened slightly, agape mouth slowly curling into a smile as the light from the glowing candle lit up the dim space surrounding you. your eyes meet his.
"happy birthday, y/n."
megumi swears he saw your eyes gleam when those words left his mouth. your face lit up like the candlelight as he held the little confection out in front of him. "thank you... thank you so much..." you breathed out, smiling up at him brightly.
"what are you waiting for? make a wish, silly." he chuckles as his eyes train on your gleeful expression. you put your book down and scoot forward a bit, watching as megumi hands the cupcake to you.
you carefully hold it in your hands, closing your eyes tightly for a moment before blowing on the candle, the dim flame flickering out and leaving the room in darkness once more, but the warm glow still seemed to linger in the air.
you look up at him, tentatively setting the cake down beside you and sitting up on your knees, wrapping your arms around him and hugging him tight, resting your head on his shoulder. "thank you... you have no idea how much this means to me." you breathe out, feeling him wrap his arms around you in turn.
"of course, y/n…” he responds into the crook of your neck, smiling to himself as he runs a hand through your hair.
 “happy birthday.”
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sorry its so short,,, i didnt have a lot of time to write this (i wrote it on the train to uni)
im actually getting cooked by uni rn (-_-;)
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takumifujiwarastan · 22 days
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*sigh* *opens tumblr*
why are there no oushi ashioki fanfics guys im crying
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takumifujiwarastan · 22 days
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guys why is every megumi x reader insert a bubbly quirky sociable basic white girl im pulling my hair out someone PLEASE show some justice to the introverted and reserved girls with moody attitudes
like fr im lowkey a maki kinnie (and a megumi kinnie) why cant i find reader inserts like them>!?!?!!>.
if someone can find some blogs writers or fics with reader inserts like this PLEASE LET ME KNOW HELP A GIRL OUT
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takumifujiwarastan · 25 days
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thinking about cuddling with megumi x childhood best friend! reader. just being each others safe place, in each other's arms like you were when you were kids.
the rain patters against the glass window and the faint sound of thunder rumbles through the sky. the room is dark except for the slight light that peeks through the window despite the rainy conditions.
your head on his chest and arms wrapped around his torso, legs tangled with his as he runs one hand through your hair, the other arm draped over your waist. its comfortable. its safe.
and neither of you ever want to leave.
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takumifujiwarastan · 26 days
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"look at me, not him."
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pairings: megumi fushiguro x best friend!reader contents: jealousy, sprinkle of angst, a bit suggestive, reader has a bit of traumatic past but not too many details. no established relationship (yet)!
594 words
a/n: very self indulgent bc i js wanted to write for mah boi megumi <3
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he couldn't hate yuji.
he couldn't hate the fact that he was stealing your attention away from him more and more with each passing day.
that the small smiles only he could see were now becoming regular when you were around the pink haired boy.
of course, he's more than happy that you're smiling. the shell that had been enclosing you for so long was finally starting to break in the company of safe people who cared about you.
he just wished it was him who made you smile like that.
since when did he start wishing that? he couldn't remember. he couldn't count the days he's spent thinking about you. the nights he spent dreaming about you. you somehow slithered your way into his mind along with every thought that whizzed by.
it used to be just you and him. being unofficially 'adopted' by gojo a few years after he was, you'd come to know him most your whole life. he knew everything about you. he knew the background you came from. the pain you suffered. every hit you took. every time you got back up and kept going.
he missed the days of just him and you. lazy afternoons in each others' dorm rooms, spent basking in the warmth of the sun that shone through the window and talking about whatever. sleepless rainy nights that ended with you in his arms, your breathing in sync with his as the rain pattered against the glass of the window.
and the rare smiles he got to see from you whenever you were with him. him. not yuji.
and its yuji you're waiting for now, as you stand patiently at the end of the hallway, where he said he would meet you after showering and changing after training.
megumi's sharp eyes narrow at the sight of you waiting for someone other than him yet again. without even a second thought he starts padding down the wood floor of the dorm hall.
"y/n." he breathes out, stopping just a few feet from you. you look up at him, meeting his eyes that seem to carry unfamiliar emotion behind them.
"hey..." you reply softly. "you alright?" the question falls from your lips so innocently, in such a clueless matter he can't be upset that you aren't spending time with him. his eyes soften at this, then closing them with a sigh.
his fists then ball up at his sides upon hearing yuji's voice at the other end of the hall. he turns his head and shoots him a menacing look, to which the peach haired boy with widened eyes retreated back to his dorm.
you turn your head and watch as yuji goes back into his room, shutting the door hastily. "megumi, me and yuji were going to-" your irritated tone is cut off when a hand is brought up to your face, tilting your head back towards the raven haired boy as he crashes his lips into yours, a small gasp escaping your lips when your back hits the wall. his free hand is seated on your waist, gripping feverishly as he deepens the kiss.
he pulls back a few moments after, looking into your eyes with a fiery anger yet desperate longing at the same time. his hand holds your face so softly, tenderly, contrary to the emotions brewing inside him. his thumb brushing over your cheekbone so delicately, as if you were fragile as glass. you can almost hear the yearning in his voice when he breathes out;
"look at me, not him."
do u want a part 2?
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takumifujiwarastan · 1 month
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dandelions
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pairings: teen!satoru gojo x reader genre: fluff warnings: bad grammar and not thoroughly read through, so lmk if there r mistakes :3
based on the song Dandelions by Ruth B
a/n: gojo was voted for the next fic to be written, so here ya go!!
maybe its the way you say my name
"y/n~!" you hear the sing-songy voice of your classmate satoru as he runs up behind you, slinging an arm around your shoulder.
maybe its the way you play your game
you laugh at his eagerness, turning your head to meet his crystaline eyes. a tingling sensation fills your body, a warm feeling gracing your cheeks so slightly as you notice how close you are to him. his voice snaps you out of your thoughts. "it seems as though a gift from the heavens has been bestowed upon you..." he says in a playful tone as his hold his arm out in front of you, a can of your favourite drink in his hand.
"and who's that for?" you inquire, a teasing tone in your voice. "you, pretty." he replies slyly, a playful smirk on his face. you feel the warmth increase in your cheeks upon hearing the nickname, your heart swelling at the thoughtful gesture and his casual use of the term of endearment he used. his actions made your eyes shine and heart flutter.
but its so good, ive never known anybody like you
"lets go for a walk or something, im tired~" satoru whines, leaning more and more of his body weight on you in a dramatic fashion. you giggle at his antics, shifting your feet to stabilize yourself to support him as he continued to practically fall on you. by now he was leaning over your smaller frame, and he loops an arm around your waist so you dont fall under him. his eyes locked with yours and his face was just inches away.
his lips curl into a sly smirk as he eyes you over the rims of his circular sunglasses. "y'know, i wouldn't mind staying like this..." he remarks with a teasing tone in his voice. you push him away from you, straightening yourself up before starting to walk ahead of him. "oh, knock it off. c'mon, lets go for a walk then." you say, quickly dismissing his suggestive actions in an annoyed way but your rosy complexion did not aid your argument.
despite only being classmates, good friends even, you wish his actions meant more. that there was real emotion behind the terms of endearment he bestowed upon you. reciprocated feelings behind his soft touches and little gifts. you wanted this relationship to be more.
but its so good, ive never dreamed of nobody like you
he caught up to you was you began to walk, falling in step with you was you walked down a pedestrian path to a nearby park. the afternoon sun was high in the sky, small fluffy clouds dotted the otherwise clear blue sky, and a cool breeze pushed them along in the sea above.
you were sipping on your canned drink as you walked down the path in comfortable silence, listening as the tree's leaves rustled together when their branches were swayed by the wind, as sacadas sang and birds chirped to each other in their leafy lofts.
you disposed of your empty can in the nearby trash can, returning to the path and seeing as the path went further, winding past patches of trees and a wide expanse of field.
"satoru, look!" you called out behind you as you started to run down the path, darting to the wide green that awaited. you hear him call out to you from behind you and his footsteps increasing in pace as he starts to sprint after you.
ive heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime
you laugh as you look behind you, seeing the white-haired man hot on your tail and you pick up pace, the green expanse widening in your view as you approached it faster.
the path now turns at this point to continue along a row of houses and trees, but you stray off and run into the field, where thousands and thousands of yellow and white flowers dot the vast and endless green. by now satoru has caught up to you, tapping you on the shoulder as he runs past you and further into the field. you laugh and run after him.
and im pretty sure that you are that love of mine
he slows to a stop, leaning down and picking something up but you cant quite see what it is. panting, you catch up to him, tapping him on the shoulder as he did to you, your head tilting slightly in confusion. he turns around tentatively, revealing a full, white dandelion. he extends his arm out, presenting the flower to you like a proud third-grader. you chuckle as he does this, meeting his eyes as if to ask what his intentions were.
"make a wish, y/n." he says, gesturing to the dandelion, a soft tone in his voice as he waits for your response. you giggle softly, leaning towards it and closing your eyes, going through with this childish act. in your mind, these words echo around...
"i wish, satoru... that you'd love me the same."
im in a field of dandelions
you open your eyes, exhaling and blowing air toward the flower, the seeds beginning to waver and detatch from their stem, spreading into the air as the breeze carries them into the sky.
"whatcha wish for~?" satoru asks in a playful slyness. "not telling~" you respond in the same tone. "your turn now!" you say eagerly, leaning down and plucking a tall stem of the fluffy flower wand.
wishing on every one that you'd be mine
you carefully lean back up, flower in hand, turning to face satoru again, when you feel a pair of lips on yours, and a hand softly cupping the side of your face. you freeze in place, stunned, your heart bursting as you slowly melt into his touch.
he pulls back, clasps your hand with the flower between his. "i wish, y/n. you'd love me the same." he says softly, then blowing onto the fluffy flower, its seeds floating through the air and mingling in the sky with the ones from before.
you look at him, stunned, as he watches the pieces of the wishing flower drift away into the bright sky. he turns back to you, his eyes locking with yours.
i see forever in your eyes
he smiles, his thumb softly brushing over your cheekbone as his eyes stay locked on yours. "i hope my wish comes true" he breathes out, before slowly reconnecting his lips with yours again. this time its slower, more sure. you melt into his touch, your heart swells and your cheeks warm up.
he pulls back, his forehead resting against yours as he stares so lovingly into your eyes. "y/n, you have no idea how much i love you." he says breathlessly, closing his eyes and pressing a kiss to your forehead. "and how many times ive been wishing you loved me the same-" "i do, satoru." you cut him off, causing him to open his eyes, a slightly surprised look on his features.
"i love you more then you'll ever know."
i feel okay when i see you smile
a bright smile spreads across his lips, his eyes brightening in turn as a breathless laugh falls from his lips. its like all my doubts and inhibitions melted away at his confession, and now just his smile made my heart flutter in turn. "will you let me continue loving you... as my significant other?" he asks, your eyes meeting with his again.
"yes... yes i will, satoru gojo." you breathe out, a smile spreading across your features as you look up at him, and he kisses you again. you spend the afternoon in each others arms, in the field of dandelions.
a/n: gAH HOW'D I DO?!?? NEVER WRITTEN FOR GOJO BEFORE!!
requests r open :3
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takumifujiwarastan · 1 month
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hiii,,, i saw in ur about me that u write for haikyuu,, can i request a suna x reader where like the reader doesnt like initiate affection bc shes shy? but one night she goes into his room and js cuddles on top of him?? ahskshd how would suna react?? love ur writing <33
ahh hi anon u r my first request :3 i love this idea so much omg my heart– n e wayz here we go!
pairings: rintarou suna x reader genre: fluff warnings: mediocre grammar gn!reader
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Suna was scrolling on his phone, in the late silence of his apartment at night. He heard the lock click and knew it was his s/o, as they were the only one with the other key. Still, they never really came around this late.
He spared a glance at them as they walked over to his bed… and crawled on top of him. Nuzzling their head in the crook of his neck, their arms wrapping around his torso and one of their legs intertwining with his, sighing contently. Suna nearly stopped breathing.
This never happened, his partner never initiated anything when it came to this stuff. A dorky smile spread across his features and his eyes lit up at the feeling of his significant other initiating affection– wanting affection from him– needing him.
His arms wrapped around their small body, one hand coming up and brushing through their hair as he listened to their steady breathing. He set his phone down, both his hands occupied with the sleeping angel laying on him.
He tensed up when he felt them lay a kiss on the crook of his neck, soft and slow. Shortly after they pressed lazy kisses around the former, on his jaw, on his collar, behind the shell of his ear, and upon reaching there they began to whisper the softest “i love you’s” accompanying sweet words of adoration and affection.
This was something they'd never done, they was so shy with affection even a holding hands made them blush and shy away. But physical touch was Suna’s love language. Receiving it so heavily like this by his lover made his heart swell.
Usually he would have a smug smirk and a snarky comment to make but he was so entranced by these feelings he couldn't do anything but smile and close his eyes, happiness filling his heart.
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takumifujiwarastan · 1 month
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waking up with osamu dazai
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pairings: osamu dazai x reader genre: fluff warnings: not proofread
a/n: just a short lil thing i thought of while on the train to uni <3
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As thin rays of sun begin to peek through the closed blinds, your half-lidded eyes watch blearily as the room slowly illuminates with the minimal light shining on the walls. The steady heartbeat and soft breathing of the man laying with you is the only thing cutting through the silence of the morning.
Your head rested on Dazai’s chest, his one arm wrapped around your waist and your legs intertwined under the blanket. You leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to the crook of his neck, lingering there before trailing a few more under the former. His soft brown hair tickled your skin as you nuzzled into him once more, leaving slow, lazy kisses on his skin as a low chuckle rumbled from his throat. “G’mornin, darling~” he mumbles out, the aftereffects of sleep evident in his husky morning voice. 
“Hm, ‘s someone feelin’ clingy today~?” he teases in his raspy voice, a smug smirk on his face. “Mm, shut up.'' you mumbled into his skin, though the position you were in wasn't aiding your argument. Not that he minded, though. These days were rare, as early work at the Agency did not provide much time in the mornings. So on the rare day off you had, it was mostly spent lazing around in bed together.
And you wouldn’t have it any other way.
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takumifujiwarastan · 1 month
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"you idiot."
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pairing: megumi fushiguro x reader genre: fluff warnings: mentions of blood/wounds synopsis: megumi injures himself on a mission with you after stupidly trying to take on multiple first-grade curses at once. now you have to patch him up.
notice: there is no established relationship here. also reader is a bit of a tsundere hehe~ also i dont know anything about medical stuff!! this could be very wrong so im sorry!!
a/n: my first published fic woohoo!!
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“You idiot.” I grumble as I hold one of Megumi’s arms over my shoulders, helping him limp into the training room where the simple first aid was kept. I led him to the table in the middle. “Sit up here. Can you manage?” I asked him, to which he nodded and propped his arms up on the table, hoisting himself up onto the cold metal surface, wincing as his wounded leg throbbed angrily.
I started rummaging through the cupboards for the first aid kit, cursing under my breath as most were bare of the tools I needed. Despite being one of the top sorcerers in Jujutsu High, I was studying basic medical techniques from Shoko Ieiri, so I could help my wounded comrades in battle- like the one hoisted up on the table behind me.
I finally found the first aid kit, as well as an old towel. Running the towel under the sink water, I wring it out before turning back to Megumi, who was sitting up on the metal table and tentatively peeling ripped uniform fabric off the bloody wound on his leg.
Grabbing his hand and moving it out of the way, I grab the towel. “This will probably hurt.” I say nonchalantly before draping the wet rag over his wound, making him hiss in pain. Without minding his discomfort, I mopped up the extra blood around his cut so I could wrap it up. I look up at him, his eyes squeezed shut and his jaw tight. I go back to work.
Pulling the gauze roll and medical tape out of the first aid kit, I begin wrapping the deep scratches on his thigh that he got from the curses he tried to take on by himself. There was a large hole in his uniform pants from this, so using the space it created I maneuvered the bandages around his leg in and back out of his shredded pants. Once thoroughly dressed, I tape the end of the bandage to the rest of the dressing, and mopping up any excess blood with the towel.
Scanning his body for any more major wounds and seeing none, I start to work on the scratches and bruises on his face. Tossing the bloody rag into the sink, I walk back over to him, standing in between his legs and using one hand to push his messy raven-coloured hair out of his face, keeping it in place above his head with my hand. He makes somewhat of a scowling expression at this, that dissipates however once I press a wet cotton ball to the scrapes on his forehead.
Once the blood is cleaned I grab a gauze pad, sticking it on his wound and smoothing it down with my fingers. Then, grabbing bandaids from the kit, I brought a hand up to his jaw, tilting his head to the left so I could access the cut easier. Sticking a bandaid to the cut, I work my way around his face quickly in sealing each of his cuts and scrapes.
Finally, tilting his head so he faces me to patch up the last scrape, his eyes meet mine- and for a moment, I can't move. My eyes widen slightly, a subtle heat rises in my cheeks and my breath hitches. This is when I finally realize the situation we’re in. how close i was to him. Holding his face turned toward me and standing inches away from him.
It's now when I snap out of my thoughts and avert my eyes away, trying to collect my thoughts again so I can finish the task at hand, when this time, his hand finds my jaw and tilts it upward, making it so my eyes meet him again. Before I can react his lips are on mine, and I stand frozen in place, the heat in my face rising more and my breath hitching in my throat as my heart beats faster.
After a few moments he draws back, holding my face softly in his hand, his thumb brushing over my cheekbone as he looks into my eyes again, the same stoic expression on his face but a softer look to it now, a small smile threatening to break out on his face at the sight of my pink tinted complexion.
My usual aloof facial expression faltered, my mouth parted slightly in stunned shock as my eyes stayed locked with his. His eyes flicker from my lips to my eyes and back again, before slowly bringing me back in and closing the space, kissing me slowly and passionately.
As much as I try to keep distant from him, I can't help but melt into his touch as his hand caresses the side of my face so softly, tenderly. His thumb ghosting over my cheekbone as his fingers curl into my hair. His tongue brushes against my bottom lip, his touches so gentle, until he pulls away, leaving me breathless and stunned.
His hand lingers on my face, keeping my head tilted to face him as I stand just inches away from him. A soft pink hue tints his cheeks as his eyes stay locked with mine. I feel myself blush even more, the heat reaching the tips of my ears as I bring the back of my hand up to my face to cover the dumb expression.
“You idiot…” I grumble out once more as a subtle smirk tugs at his lips.
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