MEGUMI GIRL

Sfw, fluff, cute, clingy, physical touch

To put it simply, Megumi was clingy. It wasn’t a grand gesture or anything like that, but he allways had to be touching you. Maybe you where hanging out with friends, he’d hold your hand or maybe you where at a park he would wrap his arms around you.

Obviously you’d never point it out, you’d learnt from that mistake. He avoided touching you for a good month, and when you had asked him abt it he shrugged it off. As usual.

In private he always wanted to cuddle you, thought he would never say it verbally. Unfortunately for you, you made a mistake.

You were scrolling on your phone, eating some chips and relaxing. Megumi was cuddling next to you, leg thrown over your body, clinging to your side and burying his face into your neck. smack! Your phone fell right onto his cheek. You look down, quickly picking up the phone to see a red rectangle on his cheek. Megumi opens his eyes. “why’d you hit me?” He looks up at you pouting. He looked so sad.

“No I didn’t hit you on purpose, I dropped my phone” you gently stroke his cheek. “Still, that hurt” he touched his face.

You laugh. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, but you look so funny. Come on if you weren’t so close it wouldn’t have hit you.” You try to hide your smile. All the warmth from Megumi’s body slipped away. oh shit

“Wait I didn’t mean it like that, come on please” you move closer to him, putting your hand on his shoulder. He pushes it away. “I’m sleeping”

You start at the back of his head. You won’t be forgiven easily. Okay think of a strategy…..

You climb onto him, kissing his face. “Come on dont be like that, I was just joking.”

He doesn’t move, making a small sound. “I’ll do your hair tmr.” He loved when you played with his hair, though doing his hair was more like you putting it in two piggy tails and adding bows and clips. But still he enjoyed it.

he turns onto his back so your laying on his stomach. He hugs you tightly inhaikung your scent. “okay, but you can’t be mean to me” he whispers to you gently.

“okay okay I promise”

A/n: everyone loky says hes like cold or whatever but like I think he would be a big baby. Maybe thats js me.

divider: @puppizai

Synopsis: Megumi is a big baby.

part 1 on my acc!!!

"Come on, otherwise you can sit here sulking". You tap your foot rhythmically against the timber floor, growing impatient.

He pouts, his eyes big and glossy. "See your not even saying it nicely".

You sigh in frustration, this is getting ridiculous. "Fine, sit here by yourself". You walk off quite mad, he was being a baby and if he had come he would've gotton what he wanted. But its not like Megumi would do anything the easy way.

You flop onto your bed, pulling your headphones over your ears and laying there on your stomach as you listen to music. If he didn't want to come he didn't have to.

You just lay there zoning out, the storm outside getting worse and the lights flickering. You feel the ground shake, you take your headphones off and sit up. Thunder. It’s so loud it shakes the ground, windows rattle and lights go black. “gumi? Are you there? The power went out.”

Silence.

You use your phone as a light, walking around the apartment. “Gumi this isn’t funny, where are you?” You keep looking, living room, kitchen, bathroom, back in the bedroom but he’s no where. His phone is on the couch and his keys still on the counter. He couldn’t have left, right?

“Megumi, come out where are you hiding?”

“I know your in here somewhere, come on your scaring me.”

silence.

You sigh. Grab a jacket, your keys and your flashlight. He’s got to have left he’s not in the apartment. You walk the empty halls of your apartment, eventually making it down to the front entry. You walk the streets, rain hitting your face and wind blowing on your bare legs, wearing shorts wasnt a very good idea.

You finally make your way to the park, sometimes megumi went there but it was empty. A sharp pain in your chested started to form, where had he gone?

You spend an hour looking around the city. Finally you get back to the apartment. Muddy shoes are at the front door. You walk in and megumi is standing there looking at his phone. He looks up when the door opens. “Where did you go?” He asks you. “Where did I go? Where were YOU, I was looking EVERYWHERE and your here, who in their right mind would just leave like that. You phone and keys are still ong the counter. And your asking ME were I went?” You were practically fuming. He just stands there phone still in hand, watching your voice get louder and louder. “You don’t have to yell at me. I already know I shouldn’t have done that.”

that makes you stop. All the anger leaving your body. Know you felt bad.

You sigh, “Megumi, seriously you can’t just leave. I spent a whole our worrying something happened to you. You know how crazy I looked walking around in shorts and a tank top in a middle of a storm. Know I’m wet.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it.” He mumbled out an apology. He hugs you, arms wrapping around your wet body and face buried in your neck, his warm breath against your cold neck.

“Your wet.”

“Really I would’ve never guessed”

sniffle.

“OMG, I’m joking stop crying now.”

Thunder roared outside your window, you lay on your bed wearing some shorts and a tank top. It was freezing but that doesn’t concern you. click

That was the sound of the door unlocking. Thump thump, Megumi threw his shoes off and headed to your room. His brows furrowed, his hair stuck to his forehead and his clothes wear soaked clinging to his skin. His wet hands greeted your waist—

“No. Your soaking wet go dry up”

You lifted your foot onto his chest pushing him back.

“you are not getting me wet, go” you point at the door. He looks at you pouting. You glare back.

“I said go”. He reluctantly gets up, his shoulders hunch after an hour you start wondering wear he’d gone. You got up.

“Gumi? I said you could come back once you were dry”. You search the living room then the kitchen. Thats when you saw him sitting in the corner — in dry clothes — head in his knees.

“Gumi? Why are you sitting here?” You bent down and sat next to him. “Are you crying? OMG seriously” a laugh escapes your lips before you can stop it.

“stop laughing at me” his voice comes out shakily. He looks up tears trickling down his cheeks, a slight blush appearing. “You hate me, I was just trying to be nice to you”. You reach out to touch his cheek, he turns away.

“come on megs, I never said that. I just didn’t want to get wet”.

“Your not even apologetic”.

“Im sorry for refusing you cuddles, come on dont be like that” you cups his face. He hugs you. “You’re so mean, hmp”. what a big baby.

A/n: uh just something random I wrote.

Includes: Gojo, Nanami, Megumi, Sukuna, Toji

Hip Dips: Gojo

You stand in the mirror running your hands over your hips. You were wearing the most stunning dress ever, it was red with sparkles and glitter and wrapped around your body snug. But you couldn’t shake this feeling.

“Babbbbbbyyyyyyyy, are you ready yet?” The cheerful voice of your gorgeous husband echoed through the room. Gojo leaned against the door jaw to the floor. “w-wow, you look so gorgeous” he stutters as he speaks.

A smile creeps onto your face “thanks… ‘jo do I look stupid in this dress” you watch his face intently for an answer. “Pfffffft, NO why would you think that” he walks over wrapping his arms around your waist.

“My hip dips make this look bad” your voice is quieter, more vulnerable. Gojo pauses for a second, “hip dips? Are they the dips in your hips?” His breath tickling your ear. You nod.

“I always thought they looked nice, why don’t you like them?” He hugs you a bit tighter. “I don’t know, I just— never like…. liked them. No one growing up had them and sometimes people would make fun of me” your voice cracks.

Gojo frowns he caresses your cheek. “My sweet baby” he kiss your cheek. “They’re all lying, I know a lot of people with waist dips— no butt dips what are they called?”.

“Hip dips, they’re called hip dips”

“Sorry, I’m pretty sure a lot people have them” he pulls out his phone showing you pictures of models and celebrities.

“Even though they’re not as pretty as you, they still have hip dips”. He smilies. That makes you smile. It is so contagious. “Thanks love, I think I’m ready to go know”.

“Come on let’s go” his hand intertwines with yours guiding you away.

Thick thighs: Nanami

Nanami has always been a huge softie. He never raised his voice, his hand or anything of that matter.

It’s late at night rain is pouring outside, the soft trickle streaks your windows, the thunder rumbles. Your snuggles up next to Nanami, his hands resting on your thighs. A blanket covering you both.

“Sweetheart you’re shivering, I’ll go get another blanket” Nanami grabs you another blanket wrapping you like a burrito, pulling you onto his lap.

“Those tiny shorts aren’t helping your case love, You’ll get cold.” His voice is gentle and soothing you could dive into it. “Stop looking at my legs like that” a faint blush appearing on your cheeks, as you try and push his face away.

“I was just looking….” His hand gently squeezes one of your thighs. Your thighs were thick, you hated them but he absolutely LOVED them, sometimes squeezing them or laying his head onto your lap.

“I really like your thighs they’re my favourite” he smiles into the back of your neck. “Why though? You always say that Ken, but..” you sigh, great you ruined another happy moment with him.

“Because I love you, and I really like them they’re soft and squishy and they smell like you. I don’t know why you don’t like them” his voice is quiet, barely above a whisper. A lump starts forming in your throat. “b-but they’re thicker than your head, it’s so gross” you let out a chocked sob, covering your face woth your hands.

He squeezes you tight into a hug. “Don’t say that about my wife. Shes beautiful. I love thick thighs. Thicker than my head? Even better” his hand tans along your hair while the other tracing soft circles on your back.

You stop crying, looking up at him. He smiles kissing your forehead. “Say it with me; i love my thighs” that makes you smile. “I love my thighs” your voice soft. He squeezes you tight, nuzzling his face into your neck. “See my wife IS beautiful”.

Thin body type: Megumi

Megumi never talked much around others, he opened up to you a bit but he preferred to listen to you ramble on. He’d watch the way your mouth moves, your eyebrows going crazy and hands flying aeound as you gesture. It was his favourite.

You were showing him some pictures from when you were a teenager. “This is when I went to the mall with my friends, it was really fun. It was the first time I had gone anywhere alone without like an adult” you countinue showing him all the pictures.

He nodded along. Eventually you put your phone down and snuggle up to him. “My teenage years were nice. But I swear I look the same”. Your voice is quiet, a strange type of quiet.

“hmm, You look different to me” you look up at Megumi. “You’re taller, stronger and healthier, and isnt that what matters?”. He asks softly, wanting an answer, waiting for you to say something back. All the air in your lung gets caught in your throat.

“I- I guess” thats all you can choke out — a quiet stutter. “You guess? Is there something else that your thinking off” his voice is soft, it was so calm and just unforgettable.

You sigh. “I’m just feeling a bit sad, or more insecure” it felt weird saying it out loud it kinda made you cringe, nothing could get you use to the feeling of talking about how you were feeling. “I was always so skinny and it made me feel ugly, everyone aeound me had curves, thighs, and they looked strong and healthy like they could defend themselves or do hard things. Then there was just me.”

Megumi sits up and pulls you onto his lap. He Higgs you tight. “Please don’t say that. Your not ugly, your the most beautiful person ever. A lot of people don’t like that they have curves, did you know that?”. His voice is gentle and caring lile he wants you to know.

“Why would anyone want that?”

“Because they find it beautiful. Like how I find you beautiful”

You smile.

“I love the way you look, the sound of your voice and your smile. That’s why I always watch you”.

You giggle “You sound creepy”.

Megumi shrugs a bit, his usually stoic face fading, the outer corner of his lips turning upwards.

“I’ll accept that. But seriously y/n, i dont want you to feel like your ugly, your beautiful— the prettiest person ever even if you think your not, believe me you most definitely are”.

Small Ass: Sukuna

Sukuna was mean, though hus words were all bark no bite. On rare occasions he would be soft and gentle. But during se—. Okay anyway, you guys had a good relationship.

Sukuna is sprawled on the couch playing video games, your scrolling on your phone. You’re just going through your own insta story.

You zoom in on a photo of you, it’s full body your standing next to sukuna smiling tilited sideways. You think uo yourself, why don’t I have an ass? Sukuna glances at you.

“Watcha doin, brat”

“Looking at my instagram”

He pauses his game looks over at the photo. “Thats when we went to the beach.”

You nod. “Do you like this photo?” Let’s see if Sukuna says anything.

“Yeh it’s a good photo, why?” He stares you down intently. “I know why”. He pulls you close. “Why do you have to think like this doll”.

Sukuna senses it, it quite creepy to be honest.

You stiffen, not knowing what to do or say. “Im sorry I—“ he cuts you off.

“Don’t be”.

He holds you close to his chest, dragging his finger across the side of your body. The heat of his body bundling you up. It was comforting and safe.

“So you gonna tell me, hm”. There’s comfortable silence for a minute.

“I just don’t like how my butt looks”. Your voice is quiet, if there was a clock ticking he couldn’t have heard it.

“Your ass looks fine doll, I don’t know why you’re so worried. Plus you cant even see it, I look at your ass all day and I think it looks perfect.”

A small chuckle escapes your lips. “It looks weird in photos”.

“Weird it looks normal to me, your eyes are to critical”. He sighs. “You need to love yourself more doll. I will always always love you but you gotta love yourself more doll”.

“I’ll try”.

“Atta girl” he kisses the top of your forehead.

Small chest: Toji

Toji was complicated. He wouldn’t say he loved you, but he sure as hell showed it. Every chance he got he would wrap his arms around your waste and one hand traveled up to your boobs to squeeze them. It was his thing.

You were finishing up, putting the plates at the table. Today by far was the worst day ever, you got your period and stained another white bedsheet. You broke your favourite mug. Your phones dead and the charger is broken. Couldn’t get worse from there.

You heard the door click and unlock. “I’m home” Toji walks in, your sitting at the table. “Dinners ready”. Toji grins walking up to you, gently tugging at your cheeks. “Awwww happened a bad day?” He teases you. You smack his hand away. “Sit an eat”.

He shakes his head. Anger boiling inside you, you are going to explode. “I SAID TO SIT AND EAT STOP BOTHERING ME” you stand from your chair it skidding on the floor. Toji’s smile doesnt falter. “Whi do you think you are yelling at me hm?” He leans in close. “You dont sound that loud when im pounding int—“ you cover his mouth. His hand sneaks up the side of your body.

“Toji stop”.

“Awww why?” He leans in closed his hand not moving any higher. “Whats wrong?” He teases.

You push his face away from mine, as you turn away. “Just stop”.

“You never cared before, hm”. He’s smiling his stupid smile. Hus hands continue moving up, as they pass over your boobs he gives them a squeeze and the countinue up to your jaw. He tilts your chin up to look at him.

“Come on don’t hide love”.

“Just stop” your try and push him away. He picks you up , sitting on a chair and pulling you onto his lap. “Whats wrong? You don’t seem happy, hmm” his hot breath tickling your ear.

“Just had a bad day……”

“Don’t lie, theres more too it”.

You hated how he could read you like a book.

“Nothing”.

“Come on don’t be like that”.

Silent pause.

“Fine, Just don’t feel good” he listens silently. You explain how your day was just bad, and you were feeling just a bit insecure about your boobs. I mean looking at other peoples boobs all day didn’t help.

“They’re just small” you can feel your eyes FOING glossy as you say that.

“Theyre squishy and nice. Perfect. Idk what your tlaking about” he snuggles into the back of your neck.

“Let’s have dinner”

PART 2

Cw: 18+, smut, dirty talk

(Read part 1 on my acc)

18+, fluff, sex, dirty talk

You and Megumi had been dating for a couple of months. Nothing crazy had happened just some cuddling and kissing. You never had thought Megumi was the freaky type.

The door opened, the sound of a jacket falling to the floor was loud. Megumi beelines straight for you. You were standing in the kitchen eating brownies. Megumi buried his face into your neck. His bludge pressing against your back.

“Gumi…?” You turn around to look at his face. A deep blush covered his face, his mouth nipping at your ear. “Please y/nnn” he moaned softly in your ear. Your eyes widen, you’re wet.

“Won’t you be a good girl and help me? Hm” his voice is rough, nothing like you’d heard before. You throat goes dry. You open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out. “I— gumi?”.

“Won’t you help me?” One of his hands snakes around your waist the other one sliding higher and higher up your shirt. “Wearing nothing underneath hm” his hand cups your breast, his fingers play with your hardened nipples.

I soft moan escapes your lips. “Gumi… Wha are you doing?” You sounded annoyed but your body was pressing into him. “Don’t you like it? You always finger yourself, moaning my name?” He smiles agaist your neck.

Your heart drops how does he know about that. “I— I didn’t think you’d hear”. He laughs he lifts his head locking eye with you. “I notice everything about you, the dirty things you read, the way you look at my dick, seriously love im not that clueless”.

“So answer my question, will you help me?” He knows what he’s doing he knows everything. You nod, trying not to make eye contact. “Use your words, love”.

“I’ll help you”

“Good” he picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder. He takes you to your shared bedroom. His mouth finds yours, he peels away your shirt and soaked panties. He slides his fingers between your folds checking to see your wetness. “So wet my love, all for me huh?” He smiles, proud. Your face turns red, this was embarrassing. He pulls something out of his pocket you cant see what it is. “I think I need to open you up a bit hm?” He inserts it, the vibration is intense. “How’s that feeling” your mouth opens to make a noise, but he covers it? “No, you have to stay quiet. And no cumming. I want to make you blush more” his hands start needing your breasted as he sucks softly. You burry your face in a pillow, chest rapidly going up and down , heart racing, legs shaking. “You’re doing so well my little slut, I’ll reward you” he takes the vibrater out. Sliding two thick fingers in curling them, the other hand rubbing you clit.

“There, there, you were so good,” he throws the pillow across the room. “Look at me, and be loud” a moan escapes your lips “gumi… f-faster pleaseeeee” your breathless voice makes him harder.

Part 2 coming soon

Enjoyyyyyy