#iridescence-posts

ೃ aged!up megumi x fem!reader, suggestive fluff

both you and megumi are scrolling on your phones quietly. you’re laying your head on his chest with one of his hands hanging loosely around your neck, grazing your pulse point with his thumb.

his large, calloused hand moves to cradle your face gently and you shuffle slightly closer, hooking one of your legs over his. megumis finger strokes your cheek softly and slowly moves to press against your lips.

this has happened so many times now that you know the drill. you part your lips and he pushes his index finger past them.

the palm of his hand rests against your cheek as he moves his fingertip over the ridges in the gum above your teeth and the smooth inside of your cheek.

“meg-umi” you manage to squeak out around his finger “wh-yy do you do tha-t??” you ask, slightly muffled. he pulls his finger out of your mouth momentarily and he speaks lowly, glancing at you under his phone “do i have to have a reason?” he mumbles and looks back at his screen.

“no but-“ he pushes his finger back into your mouth before you can reply properly, absentmindedly rubbing his finger against your teeth and the wet inside of your cheek.

you grumble incoherently around his finger and he murmurs deeply “quit squirming.”, pushing the pad of his digit past your teeth and against your tongue.

you cough slightly and protest weakly “mm-mm!”. he reluctantly removes his finger and scoffs, wiping your salvia on his hoodie.

you lift your head off his chest and sit up to face him “why are you obsessed with my mouth, weirdo” you huff and give him a look.

his eyes dart to the side, a slight pink tint crawling over his cheeks which contrasts his previous snarky attitude “i don’t have an obsession.. and there’s no reason...”

you raise an eyebrow suspiciously and decide to question him until he gives you a proper answer. so after a long string of “come onnn tell me”, “i won’t judge you”, “i know there’s a reason”, and finally “stop being such a wuss” (which was what made him give in) he tells you..

“fine- jesus you’re such a pest…” he exhales deeply.

you shoot him an expectant look and he rolls his eyes whilst avoiding your gaze, “yknow what they say about the tissue in the mouth…”

you stare at him blankly for a moment “no. i’m not familiar, what do ‘they’ say about mouth tissue?”

he keeps his eyes fixated on a random patch of the carpet, running his fingers through his spiky hair.

“apparently it’s the same as the tissue in your… pussy” he mumbles almost inaudibly as if he didn’t want you to hear and his face blushes furiously.

your eyes widen slightly as you blurt “gumi you’re such a freak-!” and he rubs his hand over his face in hope that he’d disappear “you said you wouldn’t judge…” he groans and peers at you through his fingers.

you pause then break the silence with a small giggle and reach out to take his hand away from his face, interlocking your fingers with his.

“why don’t you just stop being a nerd and touch the real thing?”

ೃ choso x femreader, suggestive fluff, (kissing)

he’s pretty much always touching you in one way or another.

earlier choso spammed you to tell you that he ‘needed you rn’ which is why you’re in his dorm at 11pm. usually your hangouts are pretty chill and you just enjoy each others presence even if you’re not speaking.

you’re convinced that he’s never really been taught properly about boundaries as he’s literally always in your personal space. but luckily you don’t mind.

you’re cuddled up, sitting in front of him on his bed with his long legs resting on either side of you. faint sounds of gunshots and explosions fill the room from his game as he rests his chin on your shoulder, his arms hang loosely around you while his hands grip the controller in front of you.

he’s kind of a pro at gaming and you hate to admit that you admire him for it.

it’s quite dim in the room and watching him play is really soothing but this mixed with the fact that your back is pressed into his warm chest is starting to make you tired so you start to go slightly limp against him.

“you’re tired?” his breath hot against your ear “please stay up a bit longer y/n.. you’re my good luck charm”

in response you mumble quietly “choo.. i really wanna sleep”

he always gets whiny when you do this, “please pretty? i’m almost finished this round - then we can sleep, you’re staying here tonight”

with his eyes still fixed on the game, he tilts his head slightly and presses his lips firmly against your neck. this is his way of making you stay up longer, and it’s become a routine now that he’s realised that it works each time.

“mmkay just until this round is done” you whisper while he keeps pecking at your neck. between kisses he curses lowly towards the game which isn’t good for your imagination.

cho drags his soft lips up and down the side of your neck, occasionally sucking and biting gently at your supple skin. then he trails his tongue over the spot to soothe it. your hands grip the fabric that’s covering your clenched thighs, stopping yourself from letting any pathetic sounds escape your throat.

you know you should try to stop him but you gave up ages ago - he doesn’t see this as wrong - it’s just his way of showing you affection and he doesn’t understand why it matters that you’re his best friend.

plus, maybe just maybe you like that it gives you butterflies that flutter around in your stomach.. and in lower places..

his teeth graze your ear lobe and then move down to your pulse points. for a bit he keeps going at it while he’s on the game, almost like it’s helping him focus.

a big bright ‘you won!’ spread across the tv screen and you feel his lips curve up into a smile. you start to feel the marks forming on your neck and him nipping your jawline and cheek before he whispers huskily in your ear “thank you prettyy”

you let out a slight sigh at the loss of his lips against you while he turns off the tv.

“sleep now?” cho asks and you hum in agreement. shuffling in the dark, you lay beside him and get under the covers.

he turns on his side to spoon you and wrap his muscular arms around your waist.

“g’night baby..” he slurs sleepily and nuzzles the crook of your neck, planting one last peck there before slipping into unconsciousness.

so you’re laying there. under his sheets, wearing his t-shirt, in his arms. trying to distract your thoughts of cho and the things he makes you feel. he’s just a clingy person, he doesn’t see you that way - you tell yourself.

you’re thoughts die down and his steady breaths in your ear eventually put you to sleep. you’re simply just his best friend and nothing more.. surely.

ೃ choso x femreader, fluff

you and ⋆༺bsf!choso are only friends but everyone assumes you’re more than that…

⋆༺bsf!choso who refers to you as ‘his girl’ when he speaks to others or when he introduces you to people. he doesn’t realise the implications of this and you’ve tried to explain it but he never changes.

⋆༺bsf!choso is protective of you in public - he hangs his arm loosely over your shoulders and pulls you closer when walking through crowds. or he’ll keep his hand on your hip to steer you and to make sure you don’t stray away.

if a man hits on you when ⋆༺bsf!choso is around he casually stands just behind you, hovering and staring blankly at the guy until he gets intimidated and leaves briskly.

then when you turn around, he smiles faintly, feigning innocence as if he didn’t just scare that guy off.

when you and ⋆༺bsf!choso are alone though.. he’s overly affectionate and clingy. you’ll be sitting on his lap and he’ll casually press his lips gently against your neck.

his slender fingers will trace patterns along the skin on your waist while your watching a movie. or at least you’ll be watching the movie but the whole time he keeps his eyes on you.

⋆༺bsf!choso doesn’t know what this feeling is but all he knows is that he wants to keep you all to himself.

ೃ megumi x reader, fluff

megumi loves to see you in his clothes. in fact he even gets kinda offended if you don’t wear them - he lends you them for a reason.

you have about 3 of his hoodies and at least 4 of his t-shirts. the way that the sleeves hang off the end of your arm and how they always hang slightly off your shoulders makes his heart race.

when you send him snaps he always analyses the picture to see if you’re wearing anything of his (you almost always are) and the corners of his mouth raise slightly each time.

just the fact that you’re draped in something that he owns makes him satisfied and content. gumi tells himself it’s not a possessive thing but deep down he likes that it indicates that you’re his.

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A/N ; feel free to give me suggestions on what to write because i’m so stuck rn ):

ೃ choso x femreader, fluff

“apparently they show everywhere that a lover in a past life kissed you.”

Choso's thumb stilled against your arm and he sat up taller, shuffling closer to you against the headboard.

“really?” glistening brown eyes stare down at you.

you smile, “probably not, it’s just something people on the internet say. but i think it’s a nice thought”

a nice thought?? choso definitely thought the opposite. the idea of anyone else’s lips on your skin made him shiver with envy. even if it wasn’t in this lifetime.

tracing over the mole on your arm again, he stared intently at it like it was mocking him.

after that, whenever you hung out he would scan over your skin that was showing, looking for any mole or freckle. he made it his mission to reclaim all of those kisses from your ‘past life’s lover’.

on one occasion you were both watching a movie and choso held your hand in his. about every 20 minutes he would leave a small peck on your hand or arm.

you asked him what he thought of the film after and he didn’t give much of an answer because he was barely paying attention to it.

another time, he was lying with his head resting on your stomach and your legs draped over his shoulders.

his fingers trailed up and down your thigh and he left small kisses over them but you barely payed it any mind as he’s always affectionate.

the time you finally caught on, you were both making out. your hands snuck through his hair and you were sat facing him on his lap. he pulled away and had both hands on either side of your face. silence. he was just staring, your lips, nose, cheek-

“cho? what is it.. is there something on my face?”

shaking his head, he kissed your cheek and moved to your neck.

“you’re acting off” you say bluntly

he stops and breathes against your neck “i-if i tell you, promise not to be annoyed or weirded out?”

smiling, you whisper “i won’t. just tell me”

“do you remember what you said about the um past life and the moles n’ stuff?”

a pause “oh that?”

“i don’t like it- i just wanna take them back” his lips drag along your neck “let me? those kisses belong to me..”

another pause “o-okay fine..”

for the next hour or so he went over every mole on your skin that he hadn’t already checked and peppered kisses along them, occasionally nipping and sucking to leave his own marks.

୨୧ megumi x reader, fluff

you were *so* excited. he rarely let you treat him like this.

earlier on when you were cuddling on your bed, you looked over at megumi whilst twiddling a tuft of his soft hair between your fingers “babe.. can i do your skincare- and before you say anything i promise it will be just this once.” you pleaded.

he glanced down at you, his grip on your waist loosening slightly as he takes in your big eyes gazing up at him.

he could tell you really wanted to and didn’t have it in him to fight on this - you said it’d be just this once after all “…okay fine but no plucking my eyebrows or anythin…” he mumbled.

so now you’re straddling his waist as he lays on your bed with a face mask on, his hands behind his head. the lights are dim and you’ve put your playlist on in the background.

“jeez how much longer do i have-tuh keep this shit on my face..” beep beep beep

the alarm rung right after he spoke and you turn it off “i think that’s answers your question” you say quietly and begin to peel off the mask carefully.

he always try’s to avoid being treated this way by you because it makes him feel pathetic. but much to his annoyance, he’s really enjoying this.

you adjust the headband on him to make sure his hairs out the way and grab a serum.

“okay you can keep your eyes shut i’m just going to put some skincare on your face baby” you whisper soothingly.

“alright fine.. make it quick” he murmurs grumpily - trying not to show how nice this feels.

he really doesn’t need any of this, his skin is perfectly clear and smooth but you thought it would be fun and maybe just maybe he’d like it.

you lightly rub a serum into his face, gliding your fingertips along his skin. you fan his face lightly before adding moisturiser to his skin “okay i’m gonna use my gua sha now…” you say quietly - as if your doing an asmr video.

“the fuck is that?” he opens his eyes “what’s a gooey shay” he grimaces and you huff “it’s just to like massage your face n’ stuff.. close your eyes”

he grumbles and begrudgingly closes his eyes. you glide the gua sha along his jawline and under his cheekbone gently.

a soft exhale leaves his mouth as you stroke the cold rose quartz around his face.

next you slip the hair band off him, his messy black hair falling back into place over his forehead.

at this point he’s calmed down and can’t even be bothered to act as if he doesn’t like this. he’s almost falling asleep.

you snake your newly manicured nails into his hair, scraping them along his scalp lightly while watching the small flutters of his eyelashes against his under-eye.

after a while you start to pull his hand away before he groans softly “why’d you stop..”

you chuckle breathily then massage and scratch his scalp again. “mmm” he hums contently.

you carry on until he falls asleep - maybe he’ll let you do this more often.

˚ ༘♡· yours and bf!megumi's first kiss˚ˑ ꫂ᭪݁

ೃ aged!up megumi x fem!reader, suggestive fluff, kind of smutty?

“Gumi… have you had your first kiss yet..?” you ask hesitantly as you lean against his headboard.

“what-“ the tips of his ears glow pink “uhm.. no i haven’t” he admits, slightly embarrassed.

you’re slightly taken aback - you assumed he’d already had his first everything. instead of doing a victory lap around the room, you try to stay calm and collected.

“..me neither”

his face visibly relaxes at your words, then he nods slowly and avoids eye contact “cool”. it’s not obvious, but internally he’s jumping for joy.

“i don’t wanna take things too fast but… i’d really like you to be my first” one of your hands tug nervously at the hem of your own t-shirt.

immediately the blush on his ears spread across his whole face and he clears his throat “r-really?” then clears his throat again.

you smile shyly and nod “yes, really” he catches your gaze and keeps eye contact this time.

eyes widening for a moment, he whispers lowly “me too” and leans in slightly. yours and megumi’s hearts are running a mile a minute but the mutual certainty gives you both a confidence boost.

you lean in as well and his large hand snakes around to the back of your neck. closing your eyes, you press your lips against his.

after a few seconds you pull away and gaze at him, your faces only millimetres apart. both of you smile gently. you just had your first kiss. but you still wanted more than that.

his gaze drops to your lips briefly, as if to ask you for permission (did he just read your mind?) and you nod.

with that, he closes his eyes and catches your lips with his again. he shifts closer, gently tugging you onto his lap so that your straddling him.

it’s still a bit messy. it’s passionate but slow and slightly tentative. however, nothing about this is awkward, it feels safe and comfortable especially because you’re both new to this.

“do you think we’re doing this right?” you ask quietly and he lets out a small low chuckle.

“i don’t know but it feels right to me” he whispers “can i try something?”

you nod in anticipation.

his soft lips press firm but hesitant kisses onto yours, pulling you impossibly closer by your waist. he prods his tongue gently at your lower lip to ask for entrance and you part them.

he slowly and tenderly explores your mouth, trying to mask the fact that he couldn’t get enough of you.

eventually you both reach a rhythm and your heads are tilted slightly to either side.

his control slips slightly and he bucks his hips upward gently. between kisses he whispers huskily “m’sorry, m’sorry”.

you smile against him and grind down lightly which gains you a soft groan from him as he attempts to deepen the kiss.

his hips lift up to press more firmly against you and he holds you tighter. his calloused palm uses your hip as leverage to push you down against him, meeting his delicate grinds.

his mind was racing and tried to focus on something boring like maths so his control wouldn’t unravel completely.

he felt so good but he didn’t wanna take things too far. you said you wanted to take things slow. he needed to stop now or he wouldn’t be able to soon.

he nips at your cheek, then your jawline before reluctantly breaking the contact like you were magnets attracted to each other.

he rests his forehead against yours. his eyes are closed and despite the kissing being quite gentle, he’s panting slightly.

“i really like you y/n” he whispers, opening his eyes to gaze at you then tucks some front strands of your hair behind your ear.

you’d never really seen him this affectionate so it came as a surprise, a pleasant one.

your eyes meet his “i really like you too megumi..”

୨⎯  bf!yuji head-canons ⎯୧

⋆˚୨୧｡yuji x femreader, fluff

ೃ⁀➷ bf!yuji eats. Like really eats and treats it almost like its a pastime and rarely gets full - he always wolfs down the food off your plate if you can’t finish it.

ೃ⁀➷ bf!yuji loves your cooking too and you always try to get critical feedback from him but he’s not a picky eater (duh) and only ever has something positive to say about it.

ೃ⁀➷ bf!yuji tries not to be obvious but naturally you pick up on his patterns and habits such as how he usually asks to use your lip balm about ten minutes before he kisses you - acting like he hadn’t planned it.

ೃ⁀➷ bf!yuji plays silly tiktok couples pranks on you like calling you his ‘current girlfriend’ but you never give him much of a reaction because you’ve always already seen the same pranks on your for you page… plus he always has a wide grin on his face when he does it. He’s so blatantly obvious.

ೃ⁀➷ bf!yuji will later send you a screen recording of the so called ‘prank’ from his drafts and usually says something along the lines of ‘your reaction was priceless’ and laughs to himself. Even though you barely batted an eye in the video.

for your birthday, ೃ⁀➷ bf!yuji made you a gift basket with your favourite sweet treats, some fluffy socks, skincare and makeup products that were on your wish-list and in your reposts, and matching jelly cat key-rings.

ೃ⁀➷ bf!yuji always insists on picking you up from wherever you have gone out to (even if he has to go out of his way to get there) and walks you home with his arm hanging around your shoulders.