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the ways shane has influenced pop culture in my head:
1. a canadian team bringing home the cup for the first time in like 20 years would have made sooo much noise, shane hollander basically put canada on the map.
2. obviously he is tumblr's boy of the year. along with superwholock.
3. in the wake of his insane b2b run there's something like linsanity happening within asian diaspora communities. shanesanity if you will. asians in hockey numbers rise up by 120% after the second stanley cup. despite this, just like in NBA, there's barely 4 asians that make it to the NHL after him.
4a. i hate to say this but. drake referenced him in his songs. something about. i learned it from shane holly y'all can never check me. back to back for those that didn't get it. and yes of course the cover is shane's stanley cup photo. you know the one.
4b. and yes when eventually in 2025 drake has his big cancellation at the superbowl, some beat reporter asks what shane thinks of drake v kendrick, and shane ofc thought he'd side with the canadian. he had to make a clarification on twitter. ïżŒ
4c. ilya tweeted like "shane don't have internet sorry about him đ"
5. shane's face is all over montreal like shohei ohtani is all over tokyo.
6. shane gets tapped for a tim horton's commercial once and basically ate their donuts like the mcdonald's CEO and was again cancelled on twitter.
7. post outing hockey shot up into stratospheric popularity a la f1. in fact people know hockey as that one sport with the gay asian and russian. shane hates this with a burning passion. it's the fault of that one tweet that was like "so in football terms this is kinda like if messi and ronaldo are fucking" and had 47M views.
IS THIS ABOUT THAT [H/C] HAIRED GIRL WHOSE PICTURE YOU KEEP IN YOUR WALLET?
tags/warnings: fem!reader, secret/established relationship, whipped!megumi, special grade!reader, clingy!megumi, soft!megumi, short one shot
Nobara and Yuji shared one brain cell, but they werenât complete idiots. Sure, the two of them would have to be put on a leash if it wasnât for Megumi watching them 23/7, but they actually âwerenât that badâ (in Megumiâs words, not theirs)
One of the worst best things about them was that theyâd notice every single change in behavior. Even the slightest nudge in your routine would send them digging.
Unfortunately for Fushiguro, these two nosy assholes were his best friends, and when he started acting âoffâ, they started nagging him non-stop.
They had been trying to get him to open for the entirety of their friendship, but this boy would just not crack. All their attempts only ended in failure, with him waving them off or punch Yuji over the head.
âFushiguro, câmon! What is with you, man?â Yuji whined, annoying as ever. Megumi could only groan as they followed him around like toddlers looking for their mother. He only wanted peace and quiet, and his friends were the exact opposite.
âYouâre moody, but never this moody.â Nobara nudged his shoulder, and in return she got a sharp glare from Megumi.
âI am not moody.â He shoved his hands into his pockets.
Truth be told, he was moody.
Usually theyâd get a couple words out of the boy during their conversations, but today? All they got was that infuriating emotionless expression he had when he didnât want to talk to anybody. The most they got was a nod or a head shake.
âJust tell us! What is with you, goddammit!?â The brunette huffed, blowing a piece of stray hair out of her face. Yuji took a couple steps away from her, not wanting to be on the other end of her hammer.
âNothings up with me.â That was the last thing they had heard from him before he slammed the door to his dorm room right in their face, so hard it shook the door frame.
âWhat a dick..â
The grumpiness carried on for another two whole weeks. It got to a point where he wouldnât even leave his room, only seeing him during training or class time. Whenever they made advances at the boy, heâd whip around and disappear into his dorm at the speed of light.
His grumpiness didnât make things easier when the trio was sent on a mission. Their task was so exorcise a couple of grade three curses, so they had a lot of free time on their hands.
By free time, it just meant Nobara maxing out Gojoâs credit card and Yuji eating more food than his body can handle.
They sat in a quiet corner of one of Yujiâs âpit stopsâ. They had gotten used to his grumbly, almost irritated demeanor by now, so the two had stopped prying.
At least, thatâs what Megumi thought.
He sighed, pushing himself out of his seat. âIâm going to the bathroom.â
He gave them a look that screamed âyou two better not run off. If you do, I will not hesitate to leave you behindâ.
The moment he was out of view, they got ahold of all his belongings that he had left behind. They had a strict time limit of two minutes and thirteen seconds before heâd be back to kill them.
They went through everything they could, his jacket, his phone (they couldnât figure out the password, so now heâs locked out of his phone for ten minutes), this weird ass bag that they did NOT want to open-
His wallet fell open as they were rummaging through his stuff, and they both froze.
A simple polaroid of the two of you, although it was more of you, half of his face out of the frame like he was trying to escape the picture. There was a tiny hint of a smile on his face even.
You looked carefree. They both knew that youâd never truly outrun your duties as a special grade sorcerer and the higher ups, so seeing their friend beam like a child warmed their hearts.
Wait.
He had a polaroid of you. In his wallet.
They both gave each other that look.
Everyone had always questioned the relationship between the two of you. The sneaky glances, standing too close to one another, sharing your snacks- hell, panda caught you sneaking into his dorm room one night. No one thought too much about it, but this?
Now this was not any regular âfriendshipâ.
They tucked everything back into place just in time for him to slip back into his seat, not knowing what they had been doing instead of focusing on eating their food.
âHey guys!â
The group of first and second years looked up.
You and Yuta.
âOh my god, [Name]!â Nobara jumped up from her spot at the bleachers. She immediately clung onto you, already fake crying.
You and Yuta had been sent on another long mission to exorcise a couple of special grade curses. Why they needed you both? You werenât sure, but the two of you had each others backs, and you both returned without a scratch.
âOkay okay, get off her. They both need a break.â Maki grabbed Nobara by the back of her shirt, tugging her back.
As the group greeted the both of you, and with Yuji for some reason being oddly excited to hear about the curse you exorcised, Megumi stood off to the side. He had his arms crossed, and was staring straight into your soul.
You had felt his eyes on you the moment you got back. You gave him a tired smile as you got dragged away by Maki and Nobara, telling him to meet you in your room later.
Much to Megumiâs dismay, everyone else had heard it. It started a string of endless teasing, even from toge, who let out a very scandalized âtuna salmonâ.
âAww, you two are so cute together!â Yuji slung an arm over his shoulder, cooing at him like he was a baby. Both Yuta and Toge nodded in agreement, embarrassing Megumi further.
âIâm going to punch all of youâŠâ
âBut how would that keep us safe?â
Megumiâs head snapped up. Now he was listening.
âWhat did you say?â
Yuta looked away, feigning innocence. He only shrugged. â[Name] may or may not have shown me your textsâŠâ
â[Name]âŠâ He groaned, slapping a hand over his face like it would hide how red it was getting.
On the other hand, you were in the middle of showing Maki and Nobara those very texts. They had their noses glued to your phone screen, consuming as much info they could.
To nobodyâs surprise, he was already waiting for you in your room when you got back from being tossed around by Maki and Nobara, their questions over flooding your brain. The moment you slid your door open, you were greeted with him standing in the dark. You felt your heart drop to your ass.
Despite the initial shock, you softened when you saw the way he pouted, not meeting your eye.
âHi, megs.â You whispered. He always complained about how he hated it when you called him different nicknames, but the blush dusting his cheeks said otherwise. You reached your arms out to him, inviting him back into your arms, where he always found himself going back to.
He reluctantly wrapped his arms around your waist, melting into your touch almost instantly. He hummed in content, feeling that familiar sense of satisfaction. He inhaled your scent like he was trying to memorize it, like it would be the only thing heâd remember if you disappeared.
Something along the lines of cinnamon and vanilla. You were warm, the heat of your body slowly warming up his cold fingertips.
âYou were gone for so longâŠâ
You snorted. âIt was only for two weeks, gumi.â
âTwo weeks without my girlfriendâŠâ
You could only giggle softly at his antics. Your soft chuckles were music to Megumi Fushiguroâs ears, really. If he had to choose to listen to a single sound for the rest of eternity, it would be your laugh.
You only ever laughed around him. Anywhere else youâd have to be the serious, special grade sorcerer, the face that had been on billboards. With him, it was⊠different.
And it would always stay that way.
He carried the memory of you around like his own personal pocket watch. You were like a tiny entity that would pop into his mind no matter where he turned.
It wasn't like he could help it. It's just that no matter what he did, something would always remind him of you. Even the simplest things.
Someone accidentally bumping into his shoulder? That's just what happened the first time you two met. Both of you were being dragged around by somebody, the memory was so fuzzy because he never focused on who it was. He only remembered the moment you accidentally knocked into his chest, muttering a soft 'sorry.
Wind blowing in his face? The memory of you dragging his hand through the crowd last May came to mind. Yuji and Nobara and run off somewhere to get food, leaving the two of you to stare at the cherry blossoms in your shared comfortable silence.
He couldn't even look at the colour blue without thinking of you. You two were sat outside after a long day of training, and you had been trying to guess his favourite colour. Truth is, he didn't even have a favourite colour, but when you mumbled the colour blue, something about the colour started speaking to him in a way it never did before.
So really, who could blame the love struck boy?
a/n: was gonna make reader a kyoto jujutsu high student but then again I love her too much to make her apart of the fraud squad (FOR LEGAL REASONS THIS IS A JOKEâŒïžâŒïžâŒïž)
I hate this one ITS SO SHITTY so whoever voted for the one SQUARE UP /jâïž
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