vi ♡.*

*+:｡👼🏻.｡‎‎ ‎ vi ⋆ minor ⋆ asian-american ⋆ multifandom ⋆ she/her ⋆ reiner and stsg enthusiast . ˚◞♡🩰*ೃ༄

loves: aot, jjk, anime in general, manga, reading, kpop (ults twice, and mostly ggs), arts/crafts/drawing ｡ﾟ･ ❀　ﾟ･. ｡ﾟ･ . ° . ✿ ೃ

: ̗̀➛ RULES | ABT ME | JJK MASTERLIST

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Yes!

Anything ethel cain (fav is fuck me eyes), Lana del Rey, chappell roan

Some more songs/artists I've been liking recently:

Dumb summer Helen 55

Tommy February6

Rinsed dean blunt

Stone born without bones

November rain guns n roses

800 cherries

Louise tv girl

read part 2 here | masterlist wc: 1.2k content: college au, super smart and academic megumi (he wears glasses), fluff later, use of y/n, kinda smau

you found yourself in the same spot as a week ago, waiting impatiently for your tutor to arrive. you tapped your pen against the table while resting your chin on your other hand. this looked kind of stupid, waiting for your tutor, who you really didn’t want to see, who also happened to be friends with your friends, but you guys aren’t really friends yet— it was all so weird. 

you suddenly realized you looked like you were way too eager to see him. you immediately stopped zoning out and quickly moved to plug your earphones in and pretend to look busy. you turned the volume up as loud as you could, convinced the sound was leaking out of your ears, but you didn’t care. if megumi saw you actually waiting for him, it’d be over for you (or you thought)!

you felt a tap on your shoulders.

you whipped around and saw him, moving his own bulky headphones away from his ear. “y/n?” 

“oh.” you said. you took out your earphones, and paused the song playing. “hi.”

“hi.” he said. he sat down across from you. 

you tucked your earphones away in your bag, but kept your phone on your desk, praying for some imaginary emergency that needed your immediate attention so you could leave this session. obviously, this didn’t happen. 

“so, what’re you having trouble with?” he asked, acting as if things weren’t weird. 

“chemistry again.” you sighed. 

you don’t really know why you were acting like this. it should’ve been fine. he's literally friends with your friends. 

megumi nodded and began to help you, working with enviable efficiency and intelligence. he droned on and on, and you tried your best to pay attention, but it was difficult. you spent most of the time admiring his faint freckles and the soft pink tint to his lips. he was so close to you, and you couldn’t help yourself. you were in so deep counting the individual hairs that make up his eyelashes that you didn’t even register the question he asked you until he repeated it again.

“were you listening to deftones?”

you looked him in the eyes. “deftones…?” you questioned in confusion.

“well, i heard your earbuds.” he gestured to his ears. “must’ve been playing really loud.” 

you blushed in embarrassment. “you heard that?”

“yeah,” he chuckled. “it’s my favorite band. could’ve recognized it anywhere.”

your personality changed almost instantly. “seriously?! it’s mine too!”

“do you like any other rock bands?”

you paused and thought for a second. “i listen to rock, but i consistently listen to them the most, i’d say. i have a wide variety.”

“like what?”

you said nothing and just slid him your phone to scroll through your spotify. you sat proud, allowing him to admire your superior music taste.

“i like this song.” he commented, pointing at something on your phone.

you took a closer look, and it was an ariana grande song.

you stifled a giggle. megumi fushiguro listens to ariana grande?

“me too.” you replied.

you watched as megumi fidgeted around more with your phone, pressing a few buttons. he seemed a lot more opened up, so it made the whole feeling of dread you had earlier subside. he was just megumi fushiguro after all. this seemed like the type of person who’d be friends with yuji and nobara. he picked up the phone from the table and typed a bit. 

“i’ll follow your spotify account.” he said. “i also added my phone number to send it, but also for tutoring purposes.”

“it seems like we share a lot of the same music taste.”

megumi returned your phone back to you. “that’s cool. we should go to a concert together.” 

you felt your face turn pinker. did your tutor suggest a concert date? you gave him a warm smile. “yeah, that’d be fun.”

—

when you’d thought you’d go your separate ways when departing, it turned out to be the opposite. you were momentarily alarmed when he followed shortly behind you, but it eased as the two of you just walked from the library together in relative silence. then, he offered an earbud to you. 

“wanna listen?”

you found your destination in the distance and politely declined. “sorry, i have to stop by the grocery store. maybe next time!”

you expected him to retract his hand, but he didn’t. “oh, i have to stop by there too. let’s go together.”

you found that a little strange, but whatever. “ah, okay.” 

you entered the chilly store. you only had a few things to pick up, and you happily accepted megumi’s earbud. the two of you quickly browsed the aisles for your things and his, which were conveniently close to your goods. you even caught him slightly bopping his head to the music playing in both of your ears. 

“i’m finished. want me to wait?”

“no, no, i’m done too. let’s check out.” he responded.

the two of you entered the self-checkout section and paid for your respective products. the two walked out together, not wanting to separate too far for the music to cut off. the two of you basked the late afternoon sun while walking, and the music playing gave the whole scene a nice ambience you learned to enjoy even more. the sun eventually turned pink and orange, and you found it fitting that “bad girls” by blood orange was playing. believe it or not, it was nice walking with megumi. 

after a bit, you thought that surely soon, he’d turn some other way so you could give back his earbud. but he didn’t. not until you made it to your apartment building, meaning he still had some more to go. it looked like you’d be the one to cut off the interaction.

“do you live here too?” he suddenly posed.

you were a little taken aback. “i— what?”

“i guess there are a lot of things in common between the two of us today.” he laughed.

many thoughts ran through your head. indeed, there are quite a few things the two of you share: friends, an apartment building, the need to visit the grocery store that day, and of course, the tutoring sessions you’d be having for the next few weeks. how have you never noticed this guy before? 

“well, um, what floor do you live on?” you asked. 

“the first.”

“ah, i’m on the third.” 

the two of you stood still for a moment before he said, “well,” and handed you your grocery bag that you didn’t even notice he was carrying until then. 

“see you!” you waved and began turning on your heel towards the stairs, until you saw him pointing to his ears. “oh. right.” 

you took the singular earbud out and placed it in his outstretched hand, and he stretched his other arm to the back of his head and scratched nervously. “i’ll uh, see you too.”

you walked up the steps, not looking back. finally, you heard footsteps retreating. 

i'm not too sure if i like how i wrote this but i hope you all enjoyed nonetheless! <3

divider credits: @/pixopix and @/cursed-carmine

(obv im an eremika girl but im not opposed to this at all…)

i'm still new at this so i don't have fics of every character yet! will be updated as soon as i do tho ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

alsooo random note: i hate toji and (heian era) sukuna so i will probably not write for them on my own volition unless i get a req SORRY LMAO

・❥・ೃ⁀➷ gojo satoru:

AITA? wedding advice

・❥・ೃ⁀➷ nanami kento:

awkward lifeguard!nanami

・❥・ೃ⁀➷ fushiguro megumi:

tutor sessions masterlist

・❥・ೃ⁀➷ itadori yuji:

yuji, your classmate, is spiderman?!!!

synopsis: you're surprised when the boy who's your tutor, megumi fushiguro, is actually good friends with your own friends, yuji and nobara. although he was initially rude when you first met, after some time spent together, you start to realize that maybe he isn't so bad...

projected to have 10-12 parts! not too sure yet.

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part 1

part 2

part 3

part 2! read part 1 here masterlist content: college au, super smart and academic megumi, fluff later, use of y/n, kinda smau but i don't use the apps for screenshots of messages sorry </3

the cafe meet-up with your friends turned out a lot more awkward than you thought it would be. mainly because you didn’t know your tutor, megumi, was also friends with your friends.

when megumi and yuji went together to the counter to order a snack, you elbowed nobara next to you. 

“what the hell? i didn’t know you guys were friends with him.”

nobara looked perplexed at your dismay. “yeah, he’s kind of annoying, but i didn’t know you knew him.”

“i don’t!” you whisper-shouted. “okay, i kind of do, but i met him like two hours ago since he’s my tutor.”

nobara’s expression changed into brief shock. “oh! really?!”

“yeah…”

then she looked like she pitied you. “ah, i see. well, just thug it out for now, okay? he’s actually not that bad.”

although you saw where she was coming from, you found it nearly implausible that you’d gain such a friendship with megumi. it was awkward. you’re also not really good at making friends, and it definitely felt weird hanging out with someone who had coldly snapped at you as soon as he met you, and was helping you with your chemistry homework just hours prior. this was so embarrassing.

the four of you settled in your seats when megumi and yuji came back. you gripped your sandwich a little tighter when they did. 

“y/n! i see you haven’t met our friend megumi.” yuji bursted out. god bless his desire to bond his friends, but he really had no clue in the world.

“um, actually—” both you and megumi said at the same time.

you eyed him across the table. he looked down.

he was just as awkward as you. maybe even more.

kind of cute.

nobara spoke up. “actually, megumi here tutored our friend today. this is their second time meeting.”

“why didn’t you say anything, meg? we were chatting over there for a good few minutes.”

megumi mumbled something partially unintelligible under his breath, motioning a ‘shoo’ with his hand. “ah, whatever.” 

yuji looked up at you in confusion. you smiled awkwardly.

the whole hangout you pretended like megumi wasn’t there and he did the same. it wasn’t your intention, but he kind of made it easy. he withdrew from the conversation and didn’t really speak, plugging his earbuds into his ear and writing into his notebook. since he was sitting across from you, his computer was in your space. you said nothing, but thought it was rather silly how invested he was in his studies even when surrounded by his friends.

“professor higuruma is so annoying. everytime i ask him a question after class he just furrows those damn eyebrows of his and gives me some vague answer. he makes me so mad.” nobara complained.

“you should just go to his office hours, so he can’t ignore you anymore.” you suggested.

“the thing is, he’s never in! his schedule is so inconsistent and he doesn’t update it. i never know when to go.”

all of a sudden, megumi said his first word in over thirty minutes. “he can’t do that. it’s university policy.”

so he was listening…?

yuji slapped him on the back. “oh megumi, always looking into the fine print. i didn’t know that was a rule.”

megumi scoffed. “it’s on the school website. maybe you should pay more attention.” 

megumi diverted his attention back to his notebook, but before doing so, glanced at you for a second, then seemingly pressed the increase volume button on his phone.

yuji sneered. “he’s such a pretentious asshole.”

“i heard that.”

—

that night, you and the constituents of your trio group chat were all active. a rare occasion, actually.

yuji: can we do this again tmrw to study for the law final nobara: yes me: yeah yuji: why r u guys being so dry yuji: you guys are acting just like fushiguro today me: wdym? me: also what else could i possibly answer to that question of urs without being dry nobara: omg yeahhh he was

yuji ignored your second comment.

yuji: like… he was so quiet me: i feel like that’s just his personality though nobara: yeah he’s always been more quiet than all of us, but he def has a personality nobara: he was acting like such a tsundere today yuji: that’s not what that means nobara: u know what i mean yuji: yeah yuji: we’ve known each other since high school yuji: he def talks yuji: he was acting mute yuji: idk what was up his ass today nobara: yea and he hasn’t been hanging out with us, always leaving us to go study by himself 😢

since you had only met yuji and nobara a year ago, from what nobara said, you guess it’s possible that you’ve known them without ever meeting megumi, since he’s been absent. also, yuji just confirmed that he and nobara had known him for longer, but you only found that more strange.

then you remembered, you did see them post together once or twice, but only if you reached the back of your memories.

me: oh i guess that’s why i’ve never met him before yuji: he should hang out with us more tho, now that exams are coming to an end yuji: he probably had to pick up tutoring to bring some joy into his social life 😭😭😭 nobara: LMAOOO ure so mean nobara: kind of funny tho

that’s where the group chat left off on that night. you went to sleep thinking about your upcoming finals.

and you also really hoped you wouldn’t run into megumi fushiguro anytime soon.

divider credits: @/pixopix and @/cursed-carmine

hi!

i should be studying for my college-determining test but i am not

that’s such a weird way to put it but idk what else to call it

sat or act i guess

i want to take it in november but idk i might start studying next week cuz im busy all weekend 🤒

i will be eating chicken for dinner

i also want to write more but haven’t had the time

: ̗̀➛ biography: i'm vi, it's a part of my real name! i am 16 years old, live in the usa, and i am korean-american.

: ̗̀➛ interests: music (duh), reading, writing, drawing/crafting, some sports (skiing and tennis)

music (artists): ethel cain, chappell roan, ldr, charlixcx music (fave genres): shoegaze, rock, girly pop songs, kpop! genres: dystopia, fantasy (only if it’s really well written), sci-fi, romance (it’s best when woven into fantasy or sci-fi or on its own is fun too), slice of life, and i like all types of manga/anime but shonen demographic is my fav prolly

: ̗̀➛ niches: aot, jjk, the hunger games, lucy bedroque's fete de la vanille, more i cannot think of

: ̗̀➛ favorites:

color: plum purple and teal book: the dragon republic by r.f. kuang song: fuck me eyes by ethel cain, knot me by lucy bedroque character (in terms of writing): eren yeager😈 character (who i admire): mikasa ackermann, katniss everdeen

: ̗̀➛ random facts: i have naturally wavy hair, i want to work in stem when i grow up, strong female characters are my favorite, and i really love to ski!

connect with me! *ೃ༄

ao3: melon843 | tiktok: @/yy47vi

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ dni if: basic dni criteria (racist, homophobe, etc), maga/trump supporters. if you don't like, don't read! i am a minor (16) but i don't mind interacting with adults, as long as you're not very unc! ˘͈ᵕ˘͈

‎‎ ‎‎‎‎⋆·˚ ༘ * work 🗒

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ i do not write NSFW. suggestive/implied sexual references is ok, but nothing outright explicit.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ i only write for fem reader

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ i'd love to take reqs!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ inspo is totally okay, just pls credit me!

˚˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥that being said, do not feed my work into ai. write/create it urself!

hi! i'm good

i applied for a job

also i got myself a new ereader which i'm really excited about

idk what else

part 1 of 9 parts...? part 2 here masterlist content: college au, super smart and academic megumi, fluff later, use of y/n, kinda smau but i don't use the apps for screenshots of messages sorry </3

you finally got a tutor.

you weren’t happy about it, but you were basically begging for it.

with c’s and d’s all over your report card, especially for your stem classes, it’s safe to say you were struggling. it’s not your fault that you’re just better-versed in your humanities courses!

your school has a policy of assigning tutors to students after their grades have slipped substantially. so it wasn’t really your choice.

sitting in the library of your school, you twirled your pencil around in your fingers, waiting for your tutor. her name was megumi, and you kept looking up every few moments for a nerdy-looking girl who fit the profile of the tutor that you made up in your mind. 

you decided to flip through the pages of your notebook in boredom, nearly missing the cute boy who walked in the room you were in— if only not for the noises he made from nearly slipping on the step in front of him. you giggled and watched him, hoping he’d sit somewhere near you, something to ease the egregious two hours ahead of you. you followed his spiky head of hair make your way over to you, and you hoped his aim was the table next to you, only for him to stop right in front of you and pull the chair out.

“are you y/n? i’m your tutor.”

you blinked for a few seconds, processing what he said.

“i thought my tutor was a girl.” was the only thing you could get out of your mouth.

he sighed and ignored your comment. “i’m megumi. look, i’m only doing this for community service hours and if you want to be difficult, that’s only going to hurt you, but as long as my hours are fulfilled, that’s all i care about.” he kept a grip on his backpack strap hanging off his shoulder. his dark eyes seemingly pierced through your skull.

you were taken aback at his abruptness. the cute boy that almost tumbled backward walking in two seconds ago was your tutor? and more importantly, he was so rude! 

“i-”

he interrupted you by setting his bag down, sitting down across from you, and pulling out his notebooks and pencils. 

throughout your session, it seemed like he was just stressed when he initially spoke to you. his voice eased more as you reluctantly asked questions, but he didn’t seem like he was in any position to get to know you.  

“what’s the difference between the coefficient and the subscript?”

“the coefficient tells you the amount of the molecule while the subscript explains the number of individual atoms.”

you admired the way he spoke to you with a softer lilt, peering at his long eyelashes that you were admittedly jealous of, and the furrowing of his eyebrows whenever he was just as confused as you, and the way he brought his fingers to his temples to think about something. he still kept his distance though, fully leaning across the table to point at your notes. that couldn’t be comfortable. 

after your session was done, you thanked him for his time. he muttered something in response and quickly swung his bag over his shoulder and left, not tripping over the step this time. you watched him retreat into the distance. 

he’s handsome, but so distant.

all of a sudden, you felt a vibration on the table from your phone. picking it up, you saw it was from your group chat with your friends yuji and nobara, your friends since freshman year. you chuckled at their spontaneity with asking to hang out.

yuji: yo y/n you down to go to get food with us?

you responded back.

me: when? yuji: like… now yuji: we also invited another friend, if that’s okay me: ok sure give me a few mins

you packed up your supplies and quickly made your way out of the library. the cafe you guys chose was no stranger to the three of you. it was your guys’ common spot to go study, hangout, eat, or all of the above. just a few minutes walk away from the library, you finally made it to the cafe, pushing open the doors and hearing the all-too-familiar sound of the bells ringing.

you spotted your friends, nobara waving at you with a cheeky smile. you grinned back and made your way over there. 

“hi my best friends!” you exclaimed.

“hi!” nobara replied. “we got you your usual, if that’s okay.”

you nodded in approval, and sat down next to nobara. “so guys, how’s it going? who’s the friend that’s joining us?”

yuji looked up from his phone, typing without glancing at the screen. “oh you don’t know him. you’ll meet him…” he said, looking back down at his phone. “…right about now.”

“him”?

you heard the bells ring again, and heard footsteps coming your way. turning around, you saw the same face you did less than ten minutes ago. 

“hey megumi.” nobara said, without taking her eyes off her phone.

he finally met your eyes, and although he looked stoic, you could see a quick moment of shock, nearly unnoticeable had he not recovered so fast. he quickly broke eye contact and sat down at the only empty seat: right across from you. 

so this must be the friend.

divider credits: @/pixopix and @/cursed-carmine