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@d1vinedogs
an independent, private, & selective writing blog for fushiguro megumi ( with guest muse sukuna! ) of gege akutami's series jujutsu kaisen. semi - canon divergent. both manga & anime influenced. shadowed by billie (she/they, 26).
carrd [w.i.p]. prompts.
mains: affiliates: blogroll: juhotookaku & cherrygardn.
rules under cut.
"Hey kid, I heard from a little birdy that today is your birthday." Wanda smiled, holding a small chocolate cake out for Megumi and a gift bag filled with non-fiction novels.
unprompted megumi day stuff!
there was a brief nod. news spread a lot faster than he thought but he was still polite enough to accept the small chocolate cake and the gift bag of books from wanda. ❝ do you want some cake too? ❞ he offered. he doubted he'd be able to eat it all himself, even if it was small.
It's signed "To Fushiguro-kun" with a little doodled paw print symbol on the card. Inside the carefully wrapped box is a small pair of plushies. A white dog plushie and a black dog plushie, each with a red triangle(▼) on their heads. Upon closer inspection, the white dog looks to have stitching under the collar of it like it is an intentional marker, the black dog has no matching stitching. But both have bright yellow fabric eyes and they're rather adorable to look at. Underneath the plushies is a non fiction book by Randall Sullivan called "The Curse of Oak Island". There is no further items within the box.
(Happy Birthday! *tosses sparkles*))
unprompted megumi day stuff!
megumi read the card, nodding slowly. the little paw print doodles were cute. he sat it off to the side, unwrapping the box and glancing inside. his attention was quickly drawn to the two dog plushies. his shikigami. there was a soft smile on his face as he picked them up, holding them gently.
the book that was underneath the plushie quickly held his attention as he sat the plushies off to his side. he picked up the book and flipped it over, admiring it. the curse of oak island. it sounded familiar. something to do with an island off the coast of nova scotia and treasure. there was a soft hm from him. he wondered if it was actually true.
❝ thank you. ❞
Happy Birthday Megumi Fushiguro 22/12 🎂
"happy birthday, megumi," smile is ever-so-fond as she approaches, colorful little bag in hand. gift is pulled forth & revealed ... it's a full-moon light! "i hope your day is wonderful, moonbeam. take care of yourself, yes?"
unprompted megumi day stuff!
❝ uh, thanks... snapdragon. ❞ megumi held the light in his hand, tilting his head a little to look over it. it was a cute gift. not something he would have thought about getting but it would make a nice addition to his room. perhaps sitting on his nightstand or something. he'd have to find a place for it.
*yeets megumi onto the dash* HAPPY BIRTHDAY BBY BOI!!!!!!
🐝 * ― 𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. ( some triggering content ahead. add " + " to reverse the action. )
[ wipe ] sender wipes away receiver's tears [ hurt ] sender hurts receiver with words [ lonely ] sender finds receiver alone in a dark room [ wounded ] sender patches up receiver's wounds [ crying ] sender finds receiver crying [ help ] sender runs to receiver when they scream for help [ nightmare ] sender wakes receiver up from a nightmare [ dying breath ] sender talks to receiver before dying [ hold on ] sender pulls receiver into their arms [ anger ] sender takes their anger out on receiver [ argue ] sender gets into a heated argument with receiver [ scared ] sender scares receiver [ sick ] sender cares for receiver while they are sick [ palm ] sender places a hand on receiver to stop them from doing something [ fight ] sender gets into a physical fight with receiver [ comfort ] sender tries to comfort receiver [ blood ] sender notices that receiver is bleeding [ collapse ] sender collapses into receiver's arms [ pressure ] sender puts pressure on receiver's wound [ slap ] sender slaps receiver in the face [ panic ] sender helps receiver through a panic attack [ lie ] sender catches receiver in a lie [ sobs ] sender sobs uncontrollably while receiver holds them [ hiding ] sender finds out that receiver has hidden an injury from them [ death ] sender just died, receiver finds out [ chin up ] sender lifts receiver's chin to stop them from hiding their tears [ fears ] sender talks to receiver about their fears [ scream ] sender screams at receiver [ coping ] sender teaches receiver some coping mechanisms [ loss ] sender is there for receiver after they've lost someone important to them [ needs ] sender asks receiver what they need [ bullet ] sender takes a bullet for receiver [ bruises ] sender finds bruises of unknown origin on receiver [ rainfall ] sender finds receiver out alone in the rain [ hospital ] sender wakes up in a hospital bed and finds receiver sitting by their bedside [ intrude ] sender walks in on receiver treating their wounds [ calming ] sender tries to calm down receiver [ inspection ] sender holds receiver's face while inspecting an injury they got [ rescue ] sender carries receiver to safety [ clean ] sender cleans blood off of receiver's body
anyway, how am i supposed to live, laugh, love in these conditions when gege keeps trying to fuck with us?
annoyance is something permanent on megumi's face, it's an everyday occurrence to someone like gojo. he lets out a sigh, since in gojo's opinion he was always trying to mark his independence much like his dogs marking territory. ❛ megumi-chan ! it's not good to be such a tsundere. what if someone likes you and you accidentally hurt their feelings?❜ regardless of how his adopted son acts towards him, gojo is thoroughly amused. in any case, gojo quite enjoys staring down at megumi even with a piece of material in between his eyes. perhaps he should have worn his sunglasses, it might have irritated his student more. still gojo likes the variable of the unknown, making sure megumi could feel the presence of his stare.
❛ did you actually answer your own question or are you pretending? ❜ a head tilt at this time as he ignores his suggestion for talking to yuji. it had been too long since they had spent time with each other, though he knows megumi would prefer the silence of his company more than anything. a wide grin appears on his lips this time considering he had practically raised the other. ❛ ah, so you're embarrassed about something. if i guess it right, will you tell me ?❜
lips pursed together, the general annoyance getting more noticeable on his face as eyes narrowed slightly as well. ❝ then it's their fault for liking me! ❞ plain and simple. there was no point in him letting whatever guard he put up down just because someone couldn't get over his coarse demeanor. that was on them, not him. it wasn't like he was going around trying to make friends anyway. besides, it didn't scare kugisaki and itadori away ( not that they really had a choice ). he saw no point in trying to be someone he was not. if they couldn't get over the fact he wasn't going to greet people with sunshine and rainbows than they didn't need to know him.
hesitation was present as megumi parted his lips slightly to answer, considering his next words carefully. ❝ yeah, i answered my own question. what makes you think i didn't? ❞ gojo could be catching on that quickly, right? was his own irritation giving him away? damn. it probably was. gojo could read him far to well for his own comfort. ❝ if you can guess it correctly after three turns... i'll tell you. ❞
𝐃𝟏𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐆𝐒: independent, private, & selective megumi fushiguro of gege akutami's series jujutsu kaisen. semi-canon divergent! summoned from the shadows by billie!
i don’t care if i’m right or wrong. 𝐢 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. i will follow my conscience and save people. 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 … 𝐥𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫!
Hey, you damn bastard. I'll be dying first. Give it your best.
─── @d1vinedogs said ❛ i must crush your bones, rip out your organs and relish your lingering cries of pain. ❜ ( sukuna ) *
he hated the face he looked upon , now corrupted and evil to the core. sukuna wore fushiguro like a costume in order to do his bidding. all this time and itadori hadn’t noticed his intentions — he should’ve known better. should’ve expected the unexpected. he’d been blind to it all along and now he was forced to witness the consequences. it was hard to look at him now , someone he’d once been so close with. is this how everyone saw him when sukuna was in control ? yet therein lies a difference : itadori chose to eat the finger while fushiguro did not. this was forced upon him all because he couldn’t stop sukuna when he had the chance.
as he stands in place , shock , fear and guilt consuming him from within. he just couldn’t make up his mind on what to do. he couldn’t kill him. no , itadori promised to save him and he wouldn’t break that. but it should be himself instead , he should’ve died before this ever could’ve happened. give him back , give him back , give him back ! the boy wanted to scream and cry and beg but that’d never work. sukuna would only look upon him with malice in his eyes as he laughs.
❛❛ why ? why do this when you already had a vessel ? ❜❜ his voice trembled , laced with pain. arms hung at his sides while hands remained clenched as though ready for the inevitably of a fight. yet there was that slight hesitation. he knew he’d be attacking the only person he had left , the most important person to him right now. if anyone survived this . . . it had to be megumi , please. ❛❛ take me back instead — do whatever you want just . . . not him ! ❜❜
how pathetic. already begging for the brat back; to switch back, ah, but it was fun to watch nonetheless. to bask in the guilt, fear, and shock that radiated from such a lowly being. to think he was ever good enough to host him. even an ant had a role to play in life, but itadori... he had outlived his usefulness, if he could even call it that. he was just a cage to keep sukuna from being let loose upon the world. and he failed at that. so much so that a twisted grin supplanted itself upon fushiguro's his face, egging the kid on a little. ❝ i don't think i will. i just got him and the potential. ❞ there was a series of menacing laughs from behind teeth.
oh, the potential indeed. where in yuji acted as a cage, a means to control him, megumi did not. he could utilize him. his technique. mahoraga. the possibilities. sukuna had no intentions of letting megumi go yet. not even for the pitiful plea that itadori sprouted for him. whatever was left of the sniveling child still lurking within would soon be crushed and what better way to do that than let him watch as he destroyed everything megumi had ever cared about? he was giddy with anticipation.
❝ you are pitiful, you are aware of that right? to think you can ask anything of me, ha! i think i'd treat a fly with more mercy. ❞ there was a wistful sigh as a hand glided up, rubbing his chin, as if thinking on something. he'd swat a fly for being an annoyance, same as he felt like doing to the brat before him but perhaps he should leave him alive long enough to suffer, just like his little friend. two birds with one stone. then, he would rip his heart from his chest, again.
❝ ah, come on. no long faces, brat. i'm giving you one chance to entertain me. do that and perhaps i'll kill you quickly. maybe even have fushiguro look away when i do so. ❞ the look of malice danced in the red of his eyes as he stared down upon yuji like a king on a throne. he'd kill him eventually.
Wanda paused, she turned to look at Megumi as though she were looking at the young man for the first time. Her violet eyes narrowed, the scarlet flecks within the iris that circled the outer part of her eyes glowed brighter, as though she were trying to place where she had seen the boy before. It was a question to ask him for later or another time, right now, they had a cursed spirit to get rid of. "Well, if you're anything like your mentor, I will stand by and watch."
Wanda had dealt with Gojo more times than she could count, and many times she had gotten so annoyed with the man that she left him. They both were powerful, so Wanda wasn't all that concerned with him actually getting injured or killed. Megumi being so young, Wanda wouldn't abandon him like she would Gojo. He was different from Gojo, in a way he was a bit similar to her from what she could gather about him and their interaction. "Though you're nothing like him, thank the dark gods. I'm an outside party, and I could complicate things, but I will assist if things get too serious."
stand by and watch, fantastic. was she sent to monitor his actions? she didn't seem like a jujutsu sorcerer but if she could see cursed spirits, then maybe... and she did mention gojo ( indirectly ), which gave him reason to believe she knew about jujutsu and the like. there was an air of energy around her too. not cursed energy but something else. her being sent by the school to watch him didn't make sense though; ijichi was just outside the curtain set up to keep the cursed spirit contained within.
❝ you really couldn't make this any more worse than it already is. ❞ megumi proclaimed, a frown tugging at the corner of his lips. he hoped things didn't become too much worse; but in the case they did he supposed the woman offering help was nice.
there was an inhale as he clasped his hands together, forming the signal to summon his divine dogs and with an exhale— ❝ divine dog: totality! ❞ fluid shadows formed around his feet, a large black wolf with white markings formed together through the shadows. his hands unclasped and fell back to his side as the large wolf-like creature sniffed the air. it caught the cursed spirits scent. ❝ i don't know who you are but come on. ❞
*writes one thing* fuck yeah i can shitpost again
there was nothing easy about grief. nothing simple. the complexity of hurting, of understanding that pain, was something suguru still did not know how to describe. it was a feeling, a swallowing. sometimes, it stung worse than the curses kept dormant in his body. sometimes, all he could do to stay afloat was to stay afloat. it didn't make sense, not really. here was a man who'd been near hopelessness.
here was a man who never really left that ledge.
❝ i can't tell you that. ❞ because he can't. there is no sugarcoating when it comes to suguru, no pretty words, no lies. he was direct, and honest, and the truth was that he didn't know how to find that hope. sometimes he felt like he didn't have any, either.
his eyes are on fushiguro's when the boy looks to him. suguru offers honesty, here. ❝ but it is yours to give. no one else –– as nice as it may seem –– can really give you that hope. you have to find it. ❞ momentary pause — a contemplation, of sorts. ❝ have you been [ . . . ] struggling with hope lately ? that darkness, perhaps ? ❞
of course he couldn't. maybe it was foolish to ask but the urge to ask had been there regardless. it was better to get an answer he didn't like than to not receive one at all.
there was a light groan of disappointment, an annoying sensation that gnawed at his very foundation, but suguru was right; only he could be the one to give himself hope. megumi couldn't rely on others to do that for him, it wouldn't be right to put such a burden on someone else. ❝ it's just... tiring trying. ❞ tiring to beat back despair. megumi's gaze averted from suguru's, wandering off aimlessly in momentary contemplation.
the darkness was simply a metaphor, a way to distance himself from the feelings he did not wish to talk about. he never once regretted saving yuji but everything after that — was he partially responsible for that too? he told himself no time and time again but as time waned on, saving yuji seemed more and more uncertain. but he could not let that keep him down. the sheer optimism of his friend had been a beacon of hope. how long could that last though? ❝ i don't know, maybe. some things just don't seem to change no matter how hard you try. ❞ a pause brought forth a second of silence as megumi took a breath in, slowly exhaling as his eyes drew back to meet suguru's. ❝ — but i guess i just have to keep my thoughts on the brighter side. ❞
Megumi in Chapter 156
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𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄. bold - always/yes, italic - sometimes/kind of, & strike - never/no.
𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒. avoids eye contact when nervous, maintains eye contact when nervous, avoids eye contact due to being neurodivergent, enjoys eye contact as a means to read and convey emotion, looks down when emotional, looks up when emotional, cries openly, wipes tears quickly, suppresses tears, wandering gaze when lost in thought, holds gaze while thinking, seeks out eye contact for reassurance, seeks out eye contact to gauge enthusiasm during conversations, eyes move constantly during conversation, expressive eyes, emotions only evident through eyes, uses eye contact to intimidate, looks up while thinking, looks down while thinking.
𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒. clasps behind back, rests in lap, fidgets with clothes, twiddles thumbs, chews at nails, pushes back cuticles, draws patterns on table/counter surfaces, animated gestures while speaking, only gestures to emphasize, utilizes sign language, speaks only through sign, callouses, scars, smooth, wrinkled, worn, soft, delicate, boney, slender, thick, veiny, touches others while speaking, reaches out while laughing, reaches out to comfort others, reaches out to seek comfort, places face in hands when exasperated, places palms over eyes to hide when overwhelmed, rests chin in hands, taps fingers when impatient, taps fingers when nervous, taps fingers while thinking, scratches scalp, strokes chin, rubs back of head, toys with objects around them, runs fingers over surfaces while walking by.
𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇. chews lip, chews at inside of cheek, licks lips, bites tongue, chews on straws, resting frown, resting smile, neutral resting expression, resting pout, grinds teeth, flexes jaw, covers mouth when laughing, covers mouth when shocked, covers mouth when concerned, hands to lips while thinking, covers mouth when chewing, chews with mouth closed, chews with mouth open, smirks, grins, subtle smiles, wide smiles, sad smiles, intimidating smiles, menacing grins, openly smiles, tries to suppress smiles, bares teeth when angry, lips quiver when emotional, stutters, speaks quickly, speaks slowly, good pronunciation, poor pronunciation, moderate pronunciation, purses lips, sucks in lips, holds mouth open when shocked or confused.
𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐒. bounces leg when nervous, draws knees to chest when sitting, draws knees to chest as a means of comfort, sits on knees, sits with legs criss crossed, sits with legs spread open in chairs, crosses legs when sitting in chairs, sits with one leg folded under the other, places feet on furniture, never places feet on furniture, sits on counters, sits on desks, sits on tables, sits on edge of seat, sits hunched over with forearms on knees, arches one knee up, sits on the arm of chairs/couches, feet on dashboard, swings legs back and forth when sitting somewhere elevated, wiggles toes when nervous, wiggles toes as a general tick, shuffles feet, kicks foot into ground, stomps feet, loud footsteps, quiet footsteps, silent footsteps.
𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑. runs fingers through hair, tugs at hair, picks at scalp, chews on hair, twists locks of hair while thinking or nervous, smooths out locks of hair while thinking or nervous, prefers hair out of face, prefers long hair, prefers short hair, wears hair back, keeps hair down, smooths back hair, plays with other’s hair while talking, plays with own hair while talking, strokes hair to comfort others, likes having hair stroked for their own comfort, braids others’ hair while talking, braids own hair while talking, flips hair out of face, pushes hair out of face, leaves hair alone even when falling into face.
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