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mikasa ackerman, keanu reeves, the marias,the cranberries, beach house, purple, winter, final fantasy, silent hill, twd, arcane, aot, vinland saga, sofia coppola , björk, crystal castles.
this is a side blog!
mainly aot, jjk, and final fantasy vii but let’s be fr this a megumi fanpage…
megumi as jon snow GOT au fic when?
Going to round one again for the jjk cafe collab and if I get panda one more time I’m slitting my throat
I gotta die… mahito coaster and a panda pin…
Going to round one again for the jjk cafe collab and if I get panda one more time I’m slitting my throat
I love gothic/alternative megumi as much as the next person but I really think he dgaf about his appearance beyond looking presentable and wears nothing but plain uniqlo shirts and sweatpants when he's not in uniform
I've begun to forget your face | 🌸 sketch
Invested in game of thrones shit genuinely is so peak I need Jon snow fics
Someone gotta make a fic of a megumi game of thrones au as jon snow
Kirara turn your back, Hakari has more flowers for you 💐🤏🏻
when hyrule wakes again- i.
megumi fushiguro x fem!reader botw au
faint blue light spilled across the stone floor of the shrine, pale and fragile, touching the edges of the pedestal like something alive. the air was thick with silence, old and unbroken, humming softly through the walls as if the structure itself breathed. within that quiet, a figure stirred.
megumi’s eyes opened slowly.
there was no rush, no panic—only the dull awareness of existing again. the light hurt at first, seeping into him through lashes that felt too heavy to lift. when he did, the world swam, edges blurring as his vision struggled to make sense of color and shape. stone ceiling. ancient carvings. a glow that pulsed, steady and patient.
a voice followed soon after.
it echoed from everywhere and nowhere, gentle but distant, carrying no warmth despite its calm cadence. it spoke as though it had been waiting a very long time.
“open your eyes.”
he tried to sit up. his body resisted, muscles stiff and unfamiliar, as if they belonged to someone else entirely. when he moved, the ache spread slowly, not sharp but deep, like something long-unused being asked to remember its purpose. eventually, he managed to rise, bare feet touching the cold stone floor.
he did not know who he was.
that realization came quietly, settling in his chest with more weight than fear. there were no memories waiting to rush back, no name rising to meet him. just emptiness—wide and disorienting. he searched himself instinctively, reaching for something solid, and found only fragments: the sense that he should be alert, that standing still was dangerous, that the world beyond these walls mattered.
the voice spoke again, urging him toward the pedestal near the shrine’s exit.
there, resting in a cradle of stone, was a small tablet. it glowed the same blue as the light around him, pulsing gently like a heart. megumi approached it with careful steps, crouching as he reached out. the moment his fingers brushed its surface, warmth spread through his palm, and symbols flared to life beneath the glass.
he did not understand them but something inside him did.
outside, the shrine doors slid open with a low rumble, revealing a world that took his breath without warning.
hyrule stretched endlessly before him, vast and broken and achingly beautiful. rolling fields swallowed by wild grass. ruins collapsed into themselves, stone devoured by time. mountains pierced the sky, their peaks dusted with snow that caught the morning light.
the wind carried sound with it—birds crying, leaves whispering, something distant and metallic moving far away.
the sheikah slate pulsed again.
objective: reach the tower.
megumi decided not to question it. he followed the pull of the glow, moving cautiously, every step deliberate. the land felt dangerous in ways he could not yet name. when shadows shifted too sharply, his hand twitched, instinctively searching for a weapon that was not there.
food became his first necessity.
he learned quickly, body remembering what mind could not. how to move without sound. how to strike cleanly. how to cook over a small fire, balancing resources with restraint. when night fell, the plains grew hostile bright eyes gleaming in the dark, distant cries echoing through the ruins. he slept lightly, if at all, senses sharpened even in rest.
shrines rose from the earth like quiet sentinels, their entrances humming with familiar energy. inside, puzzles awaited him, mechanisms ancient and precise. each trial left him stronger, not just in body but in understanding. pieces of himself returned through action rather than memory, as though purpose was something earned rather than remembered.
when he activated the great tower, the land unfolded before him.
map data streamed into the slate, lines etching themselves into place, revealing rivers, valleys, roads long forgotten. the world grew larger, and more overwhelming. beyond the plateau lay forests thick with shadow, deserts that shimmered under a merciless sun, and somewhere far away, a dark shape looming over the center of it all.
hyrule castle.
the slate shifted again.
objective updated: seek out impa.
the name meant nothing to him.
yet his feet turned toward it without hesitation.
the road to kakariko village wound through narrow passes and quiet valleys, lanterns swaying beneath wooden roofs as dusk fell.
impa waited her house at the village’s heart, seated beside a brazier that crackled softly. she was small, aged, her back slightly bent, but when her eyes lifted to him, they were sharp and knowing.
“so,” she said calmly, “you’ve finally returned.”
she spoke of calamity ganon, of a kingdom destroyed one hundred years ago, of a princess who still fought alone to contain the darkness. she spoke his name as though it were sacred.
megumi.
the sound of it stirred something deep and aching in his chest.
she took the sheikah slate gently, activating it with hands that did not tremble. images bloomed across its surface blurry photographs of places scattered across hyrule.
“your memories,” impa explained. “or what remains of them. these locations hold fragments of your past. if you truly wish to know who you were… then you must go and remember.”
before he could speak, she added softly, “and only then will you be ready to face what waits for you at the castle.”
outside, night settled fully over the village.
megumi left with the slate glowing steadily at his side, its pull guiding him south, toward a place marked only by broken stone and watchful guardians.
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waiting for a megumi college au to bump into me like the fics I’ve been reading
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happy spring!!!
❦ ₊ 𝒱 alentines day hcs ˚ ⊹ ིྀ
megumi fushiguro x fem reader
⠀﹒୨𝑒 you hated the month of february. all the cute couples, flowers, stores filling their isles with romantic cards and stuffed animals. the sight made you sooo bitter.
⠀﹒୨𝑒 your bestfriend megumi got tired of hearing you complain. especially when he was right there. he was just waiting for the right time to ask.
⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who showed up to your door holding flowers and candy, and you who didn’t even realize he was asking you to be his valentine.
“did someone buy these for me!? did gojo tell you to-”
and the realization finally settles.
⠀﹒୨𝑒 it took you a second to process an answer. your blank stare shook him a little—thinking about just turning around and walking away, until you practically jumped into him and almost made him tip over. he embraced you back almost immediately as if it were instinctual.
⠀﹒୨𝑒 then there was yuji, who was his biggest hype-man after gumi told him he asked you out/to be your valentine.
“so when is the date!? am I invited to the wedding!?”
“can you quit? we haven’t gotten that far yet.”
“YOU SAID YET! SO ITS IN MOTION?”
megumi just sighs. he’s never gonna live this down.
⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who had gotten advice from gojo for your first date because he wanted your valentines day to be perfect. and gojo who suggested he take you to a candle lit, 5 star restaurant. megumi turned down the idea cause he thought it was extra. (they still went suit shopping just incase)
⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who ended up doing something simple yet romantic, surprising you with a picnic date in the park.
⠀﹒୨𝑒 he was extremely thoughtful with the date. he remembered every detail about you down to a tea. he considered all the foods he got and which ones he knew you didn’t like or the ones you loved.
⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who was so nervous. you and him hung out all the time, so why was he hyperventilating on the inside all of a sudden?
⠀﹒୨𝑒 who took you to an arcade afterwards and won you a hello kitty plush. little kids behind you were absolutely swooned.
“your boyfriend is so cool!”
⠀﹒୨𝑒 neither of you bothered to correct them. you just smiled and laughed it off. megumi literally died on the inside, fighting back the urge to smile ear to ear from being called yours.
⠀﹒୨𝑒 you were sitting down at a small ice cream shop outside. the sun was setting behind him while the sunlight beamed on you in the most perfect way. the way the light caught your skin and made it glow in a way that didn’t even seem real from his perspective. and were your eyes always that shade of brown? you just smiled, totally unaware of how in love this boy was. he was gone for you. he just admired every part of you, leaving his ice cream to melt while you took small bites away.
⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who finally confessed to you after the day was over and asked you to be his girlfriend.
“i didn’t ask to be your valentine just because you didn’t have one…” he paused—then he looked away. “I did it all because I like you. I feel for you way deeper than friends would, and I wanted to know if-”
he doesn’t even get the opportunity to finish, the words were still hanging when your lips met his in a magnetic manner. for a split second he froze, then he just melted into you. his hands found your waist with a quickness, like you’d just disappear right there.
⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who’d secretly been waiting for that moment his entire life. he kissed you longingly. now you know why he didn’t eat his ice cream. I guess he was saving his appetite.
a/n — LMAOOO did yall like my corny pun at the end or nah. I personally think it was the cherry on top (get it? Ice cream sundays have cherries? ok sorry)
Drew Cloud chilling cause I need a break for myself.
Although I haven't finished the games yet, I'd like to draw some other characters from them whenever I have some time again o(╥﹏╥)
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"Everything is meaningless"
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