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— ᨳଓ . “ou this the ride of your life, hold on cause baby i might, i might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie!”

— ᨳଓ . gojo just being a loving overly going boyfriend 🫰🏼 (a little bit of a loser)

— ᨳଓ tw- suggestive themes !

do NOT bma, the times are mixed up. i wanna share this edit i cried to earlier

Megumi x gn reader

Ummmm yeah just fluff basically and a bunch of it

Wc: 700

It was such a tiring mission. You and Megumi had to get up at 4 in the morning with Ijichi to drive you to the train station, ride the bullet train for 4 hours, then ride another train for an hour, then fight the curse which had been incorrectly graded. The assignment said grade 3, but it was absolutely grade 2, maybe even semi-grade 1. Hours of your lives wasted on hunting the curse, losing it, chasing it through a forest, then losing it AGAIN. Rinse and repeat this process a few more times.

You didn't get home until well into the late afternoon, bordering on evening. Safe to say the second you both set foot on school grounds you went straight to your room and in bed. Megumi in tow of course.

"Oh my godddddd I feel disgusting." You whine as you kick the door shut behind you.

"Then go take a shower." Megumi is already grabbing a set of pajamas out of the drawer you kept dedicated to his spare clothing.

"I'm so tired, though," you flop yourself face down on the mattress and kick your shoes off, letting them fly wherever on the floor.

"Shower or I'm going upstairs to my room." He says sternly. It's kind of cute.

"I promise I'm not gross, I just wanna sleep." You groan into your thick blanket. You feel Megumi staring holes into the back of your head.

"You're pretty gross." He opens the door, but you manage to get the last word in before he shuts it behind him.

"All I heard was pretty!"

You roll over and slide onto the floor, sighing. You aren't gross, but the idea of standing for 10 more minutes feels like the equivalent of chopping your legs off. Your joints groan and complain as you force yourself to get up and leave for the showers.

When you return with wet hair and soft cotton pajamas, Megumi has already made himself comfortable on your bed. Sitting up against the headboard with an arm tucked under his neck, his shirt riding up and showing the perfect amount of stomach, and long legs stretched out over the sheets while he scrolls mindlessly through his phone. He's so handsome it physically pains you.

"What?" He looks in your direction once with only narrowed eyes before going back to his phone. You blush and turn to hang your towel and toss your nasty uniform in the basket.

"No-" you pause to clear your throat, "nothing."

"Right." He says sarcastically.

He lifts his arm as you climb into bed with him, wrapping it around you as you settle halfway on top of him, draping your legs over his and getting lost in the gentle rise and fall of his chest against your head.

"Can we talk about how stupid today was?"

"In the morning. I wanna sleep." He turns off his phone and sets it on the nightstand.

"Whatever." You groan as you nuzzle into the warmth of his chest.

You reach over and turn off the lamp as Megumi scoots down the bed, dragging you with him. He pulls up the blanket and threads his fingers through your hair, gently scratching your scalp. You feel your eyelids start to droop, but you still fumble for the tv remote and turn it on, wincing together at the brightness.

"What do you wanna watch?" You ask as you adjust the brightness for the dark room, even though the faded blue of early twilight still peaks through the edges of the curtains.

"Nothing? Go to sleep." He tries to pry your head away from the tv and further into his chest, but fails.

"I just need background noise, you snore."

"Pardon?" Megumi looks genuinely offended when you look up at him.

"You do. It's like hoooonk mimimimimimi hoooonk mimimimimimimi" you burst into unrestrained laughter when he shoves your head away to shut you up.

"Shut up and go to sleep." He snatches the tv remote and turns it off, the room returning to darkness.

"Oh come-" he slaps a hand over your mouth, lovingly, of course, despite your grumbling.

"Sleeeeep." He says quietly, shutting his eyes and running his fingers up and down your arm.

Instead of saying anything else, you decide to quit messing with him and just melt in his touch. The gentle thumping of his heart below your ear is like a gentle lullaby, paired with his fingers gently tracing vague patterns on your arm, you're down for the count within minutes.

Ok I'm gonna run away now thanks bye

doing megumi’s hair for the first time was not for the weak.

ever since he asked you out— which was really just a string of mumbles with him clutching a bouquet— you were determined to try to tame that spiky head of his.

however, there was one problem that he failed to mention..

“megumi,” you say firm, holding your comb, trying— and failing— to brush his hair flat against his forehead.

“..yes” he responds flatly, sitting in your chair and looking over his shoulder to look at you, waiting for your response.

“when were you going to tell me that your was hair actually like that?”

he pauses for a second, eyebrows furrowing in confusion, “what’s that supposed to mean?”

you twist his chair back, both of you now facing your mirror. he now clearly sees his hair, which after ten minutes of you brushing fervently, still looks.. exactly the same.

“like this,” you try to brush his hair all the way against his forehead, clearly exasperated, and once you remove your hand, his hair just poofs back up, almost like an anime character.

“like that.”

“like it always looks?” he responds, almost clueless as what you could be referring to.

“we thought that you styled it like this! and that you use copious amounts of gel..” you murmur, playing with his hair, trying to figure out this mystery.

he stops for a second, then suddenly whips his head around to look at you straight in the eye,

“fym we?”

oops.

hi! this is my first post, im so happy to be here!! ^.^

constructive criticism is welcome! im looking for ways to improve:)

you on the other hand didn't expect his arrival at all. you've taken a short nap hours ago, woke up, took a shower, chugged half can of energy drink, and set up your study materials for an all-nighter for the upcoming exams.

so you really shouldn't bother him like this. when he arrived, he simply understood your plan for the rest of the night and promised he won't bother your studying session. he pecked your forehead and marched straight into you bedroom without another word.

not even an hour later, you saw how comfortable and cuddly and warm he looks on your bed, sleeping. effortlessly inviting you to come back to bed, how perfect would it be to slip under the covers and worm your way home against his chest. to make matters worse, resisting the imagination of his arms winding around your person is never your strongest trait.

he hums, stirred awake by your voice. he blindly reaches for your arm out of habit. "weren't you going to stay up?" he asks sleepily, the bed dips under his weight as he scoots over to make space.

"yeah but then you came and it's almost rude how comfy you look sleeping without me."

his arms around you tighten a fraction as he places a chaste kiss under your jaw, nuzzling into the crook of your neck as his breathing slows down again. "so sleep. we can study together at the library after class tomorrow."

you can do that. even if your brain is still wide awake from that one can you drink, you know a trick that can shut off your mind effectively. which is exactly what sukuna's doing right now, embracing you closely. corded arms around your torso. the warmth radiating off his body works like a lullaby every time.

"kinda unable to sleep right now though.."

"yeah no shit you drank a can." his palm moves in a circle across your spine. he's not opposed to you wanting to fall asleep with him.

in fact, he welcomes and prefers it because having you close all night always makes his sleep feel like a spiritual reset. "jus' close your eyes," he instructs. his own already sealed too. "count all the sheep in ya head."

you sigh and allow yourself to relax with images of sheep jumping over a fence in your head. with sukuna continuing rubbing your back.

10 sheep, 11 sheep, 12 sheep.. sukuna's sheep.. this is actually effective.

he observes the way your breath slows down, completely lax against him now, your eyelids drooping as seconds pass.

"how many sheep?"

you don't answer. well that was quick he thinks.

sukuna himself is one wink away from sleeping. he stops his movement altogether and lets darkness consume his sleep again, this time much better with you at his side.

Double lifed Sukuna x fem!reader

1st Art by @/sukufalke0512 on X; 2nd art by @/Arrja_ on X

Summary. Unckuna doesn't need love. He really doesn't. He just works as a stupid mafia boss or whatever the fuck and has a double life. Basically, he's like Gru – on one side, he's an big and always angry mafia while on the other he's a softie who spends most of the time with his nephews. After he meets you, a girl who simply works in a café right next to his company, he suddenly asks himself — "Am I weak because I'm in love?"

Genre. Oneshot because I'm a fucker n I suck at multi chapters.

Tags. Slowburn, really slow burn, (semi-)strangers to lovers, double lifed Sukuna(unckuna and mafiakuna idk), swearing, sukuna is fucking dirty(he isn't FUCKING dirty, he's fucking DIRTY), love at first sight, mentions of high school love, sukuna was your bully in college, sukuna in his 30's, reader in early 30's/late 20's, kissing, yuji falling in love with you ay first sight, choso and sukuna fighting(canon), jin being the smartest of em all, mentions of pregnancy(twins...), more to be added idk

author notes. this has me in TEARS im trying not to die ok guys??

warnings. boobs obsessed sukuna, semi oc x canon, my au, post-shibuya accident (sukuna is alive lmao), sukuna himself

additional tags. oc x canon basically, dividers by @cafekitsune , based on my old post (i still hate it.)

The sunlight went through the cracks of the dark curtains that covered the huge window. That same sun has been starting to settle and wake up everyone who was still asleep. In this situation, we have a pretty curse and one ugly curse that’s sleeping next to the pretty one. The pretty one’s eyes slowly opened, her mouth then opening in a quiet yawn. She turned around only to face the uglier curse. She smiled as she wanted to sit up on the shared king-sized bed, but something was holding her. She felt an arm around her waist, holding her tightly. The uglier curse was holding her in his sleep. “Ryomen,” the prettier curse whispered as she tried to wake up the uglier one, whose name was Ryomen. Ryomen grumbled something as he was still asleep, his arm tightening around the prettier curse’s waist. She rolled her eyes as she gently took his arms in her pale hand and tried to take him off her, but failed eventually. He growled this time as he opened his eye, a dark red pupil watching her. The prettier curse’s eyes widened, taken aback by Ryomen’s sudden awaking. “Woman, let me sleep for damn’s sake.” This uglier curse muttered as he turned around, freeing the prettier curse. “You should sleep too, Kitsune. It’s too early for this.” He said as he sighed, his eyes closing again. The prettier curse whose name was Kitsune shook her head before her hand went to Ryomen’s shoulder.

Ryomen melted into her touch for a few seconds before Kitsune did something evilish. “Wake up, dummy!” She whisper-shouted as she shook his shoulders. Ryomen didn’t move; his eyebrows only furrowed at Kitsune’s annoying thing. He suddenly grabbed her arms and pinned her down, her back hitting the soft mattress. Kitsune gasped, taken aback by the sudden change. Ryomen’s face looked tired, with dark circles under his eyes. He was definitely tired and not in the mood. “Do that again, woman, and I shall burn you to ashes.” Ryomen threatened, his dark red eyes glowing under the sunlight that hit them perfectly. Kitsune rolled her eyes as she sighed. “Whatever. Why’re you so clingy though?” Kitsune noticed Ryomen’s eyes watching her naturally huge breasts.

Now you may wonder how and why the Ryomen Sukuna is alive?

Did he come back like William Afton, who spoke aftonly? (crazy reference)

Well, you thought about everything, but the truth.

“Sukuna….” Kitsune said his name while she chuckled, because she followed his gaze. Ryomen- I mean, Sukuna huffed into Kitsune’s face but didn’t move, though. Kitsune sighed as she wiggled her arms, but Sukuna’s grip around them only tightened. Kitsune’s yellow eyes looked at Sukuna’s red ones, their eyes locking for a minute, creating a quiet moment.

Let’s say that this Kitsune found Sukuna while he was still that ugly blob thing.

How? Well, easy. Let’s tell this long story short.

Kitsune was walking through the quiet depths of Shibuya while it was still dark. A few people are outside, and teenagers are having fun. Silly. Though then, she went into a small, the most quiet street. As she was walking through, she saw something moving in the corner of her eye. She quickly pulled out her katana and showed it to whatever was in the corner. She then took a soft step. Then another one. Another one, until she was just a few centimeters away from the wall. She looked down as something touched her leg. It was… something blobby and disgusting. She bent down to see the thing better, and as the light hit it… Kitsune’s eyes widened slightly at that moment. She couldn’t believe it. Was it…? THE KING OF CURSES?? But he was a blob? Even the Pou looks better, pfft. Kitsune smiled at herself as those thoughts went around her head. She picked Sukuna up in her arms, and he automatically leaned into her. Into her chest, actually. Kitsune raised an eyebrow at the clingy King of Curses. Well, he probably missed himself and wished for someone he knew to find him… maybe.

Now, he’s still holding Kitsune’s arms, and his gaze is still on her chest. Sigh…. He’s never looking away. From gazillion years to now, he had never seen such a big chest. Suddenly, after minutes of watching, he huffed to himself as he lowered his head between her two big balloons. Kitsune’s eyes widened as her breath hitched, taken aback by Sukuna’s sudden movement. No one said anything. Sukuna’s grip on Kitsune’s arms softened, and he leaned into her body without any further words. He was lying on top of her, completely frozen but warm. One of Kitsune’s hands went to Sukuna’s head, her fingers interlocking with his hair locks. Sukuna exhaled through his nose as his eyes closed. Kitsune smiled.

“Who knew that the King of Curses would be this clingy?”

“Shut up and sleep.”

author notes. im CRinE rn cuz of that reference too but cuz of the whole damn fic...im working on nerds, nerds and other megumi fics dwdw guys

𝓈ynopsis: a surfer, a mermaid, and their love on the beach. request from.. @gumiholic

𝓉ags/𝒸w: surfer megumi x hybrid mermaid reader, non-curses au, sfw, gn reader, not proofread ⓘ 𝒻antasy, romance ❤︎

𝒶uthor's note: i wrote this with a fever, a sore throat and a dream. anyways enjoy guys 😹 tbh idk why i wrote this in 3rd person but yeah.

surfer megumi who started surfing when he was just thirteen years old. his adoptive father, satoru gojo taught him when they used to go to the beach. megumi didn't want to admit because it would make him look like a major softie but he thought he gojo was the best surfer he knew and he would rather die than say that to his face.

surfer megumi who got his first surf board at their father's surf board shop by the beach. it was cyan board with the silhouette of a palm tree painted a pastel yellow un the middle. when he first got it, you could the glimmer in his eyes. he was happy and excited to try it out but again he would rather die than say that out loud.

surfer megumi who met reader when they were out for a swim at night. he thought they were weird for going out swimming at night but little did he know was that they secretly turned into a mermaid when the sun goes down. he found out they were a mermaid when he saw their tail in the water as he was going on his regular late night walks by the shore.

surfer megumi who didn't believe in mermaids at first hut after finding out reader's little secret, he definitely believes in them now.

mermaid reader who secretly had a crush on megumi before he found out they were half mermaid-half human. when he did find out, they were worried that he would think they were weird or that they would lose all their chances with him because of it.

surfer megumi who didn't really mind. he actually thought that it was really interesting which got him really curious.

mermaid reader who answered any questions he had. like: "how did it happen?" or, "is it uncomfortable?", or even "what's the trnasation from human to mermaid like?"

mermaid reader and surfer megumi who get closer the more they hang out. they meet up very night by the beach and hang by the shore, talking about whatever was on their mind. everytime they hung out they realized they have a lot in common like they love the beach, love sea creatures and like star gazing.

mermaid reader who found the courage to confess their love to megumi. it happened on one of their late night hang outs. they sat down on the shallow part of the water where small waves came crashing down on their tail, they were stargazing that night. as megumi was chatting about the constellation that appeared in the sky, reader was lost in thought. they could tell megumi now but would he want to maybe try things out or does he just want to stay friends? the thought of confessing was already terrifying but rejection felt even more scarier.

"megumi?" they ask, "can i like..tell you something but you promise you won't get mad or upset or even annoyed?"

megumi looks down from the sky and faces reader, "sure. what is it?"

reader looks away for a moment. as the waves crash on their tale, they look at the scales that adorned the place where their legs were meant to be when it was early and bright. they look back at megumi.

'it's not like he cares if im a mermaid when it gets late. it's not like he's the kind to care so much about looks. so why am i so afraid?" they think, "if he doesn't like me then i should get over it, if he rejects me i should move on and continue as friends..'

"i like you..like alot" they tell him, still looking at their tail, "i know its weird especially when it's been maybe about a month or so since we started talking and you discovered my really embarrassing situation but i feel like you should know and i understand-"

"you like me?" he asked, his eyes widened as if the idea that there was someone out there who loved him was some strange and foreign concept. his face just screamed the words 'for real?'

they nod. "a lot..it's embarrassing."

megumi looks at them, his eyes tracing their features as if trying to find some hint of a smirk. he was trying to see if they were joking or not. he'd never forgive himself if he fell for a joke like that.

"you like me.." he repeats under his breath. he's never had some confess to him like that. he's used to getting looked at but being told was something new. "that's nice.." was all he could really say.

"i..like you too." the moment those words left his mouth and reached their ears, they couldn't help but feel their heart drop to their.. ass? their tail? whatever!

they gasp. "really?!"

megumi nods. "i was planning on telling you.. eventually but i just couldn't find the words to tell you. i mean everytime we hang out it feels nice. i like having you as friend and um.." brush creeps up to his face. "i think you're good company and ialways thiught you were pretty‐"

"pretty nice!" he finishes his sentence already red like a tourist with a terrible sunburn. "so uh..yeah."

"yeah.." they whisper unable to really say anything other than a shy 'yeah..'

from that moment on, they became much more than just two kids sharing one secret.