was listening to some Halsey on my flight and two of the songs felt so Naoya x Reader coded:
“you’ll kill me when i least expect it // god, how could i even think of daring to exist”
“i’m nothing but skin and bones these days // you dangle me high over the drain // and tell me im lucky, you don’t drop me there and let me wash away // or put me on display // by trapping me forever between a glass and a dinner plate”
“i’m minding my own business but my presence makes you curse // i should be getting better but im only getting worse”
“and i know you hate the sight of me // i haunt you when you’re fast asleep”
“and you’re nothing but a guy // you don’t like it when i cry // you would break me if you tried // and you will because i dare to be alive”
“arsonist your human starter kit came incomplete”
“am i a victim in your game? // am i a set of antique plates? // will you pass me through your bloodline with your ornamental rage?”
“you built a small container to keep all of me contained”
“douse my head in kerosene, horizon into hell // and you smothered out the glow i grew for you”
“did you know the father’s DNA stays inside the mother for seven years? // have you ever waited seven years?”
My favorite scenes in the LotR books are the ones where Legolas has vital information and just decides it's not important to share.
Like when Gandalf spent literal PAGES trying to figure out why the vibes were off in Moria and Legolas chimes in with just "it's a balrog :) that shit's evil :) we're so fucked :)" like what do you MEAN you knew already and just didn't tell him??
Or at the beginning of Two Towers when Aragorn thinks there's something nearby so he puts his ear to the ground to listen, and then like 10 minutes later is like "hmmm i hear horses" and Legolas is just like "mm yep. there are 105 blond bitches with spears" like you just let your friend put his face in the dirt and you can SEE them??
It's because legolas hasn't spent enough time with non-elves to remember that they don't know what he knows.
gandalf is scratching his head in moria, and legolas is thinking "oh man, the wizard noticed something off *besides* the obvious balrog that we all are aware of??"
"I wonder what aragorn is listening for? must be hard to hear, what with all of the horses. How many horses are there, actually? 1... 2... 3..."
"What do your elvish eyes see?" is Aragorn saying, as politely as possible, "Because the REST OF US are at a significant disadvantage, Prince Dipshit."
heyyy if any of yall like reading books i made a twt acc for my reviews (trying to get a social media print so im more likely to get advanced copies from publishers lol) anywayssss >> xxxx
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Pokopia has been ruling my life since it came out (literally ran to get a switch 2 after seeing some reviews and gameplay) 😅💀💀 i’ve barely been reading and writing such an L
cw :: softdom!megumi? :: overly freaked out :: very suggestive (no smut) :: clingy!megumi :: pinning down :: aged up au
a/n: finally wrote the overly freaked out oneshot i promised i would do. i hope you guys enjoy. as always, MDNI or do…i cant rlly tell yall what to do
inspired by freaked out megumi pinning kirara down
Megumi was always distant. He hated physical touch, and even at the beginning of your relationship, he barely tolerated it. Every now and then, you’d play-fight just to fill the space between you, and he always let you win.
Which is why it completely caught you off guard when he lunged at you the moment you got home. You crashed to the floor with a loud thud, his legs pinning yours as he straddled your back.
“Um… hello to you too?” you murmured, face pressed against the cold wooden floor.
Your hands clawed at the ground, trying to push up, but he stopped you effortlessly.
“Oh no,” he said, grabbing your wrists and pinning them behind you. “I like you right here.”
You groaned.
“This isn’t fair. I wasn’t even ready.”
He chuckled softly, tightening his legs around you as he leaned forward. His free hand traced up your back, rough fingers brushing over your skin until they reached the nape of your neck. He gripped it, forcing your head to turn.
You glared at him sideways.
“What are you do—”
He cut you off, sliding two fingers into your mouth.
Your eyes went wide. Megumi Fushiguro—the same guy who used to blush at the simplest kiss—was straddling your back, fingers in your mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world.
He shushed you as you tried to speak, muffled sounds escaping.
“I just missed you, baby,” he murmured. “You were gone so long.”
You’d only been gone three hours.
Three hours.
That was it.
You shifted, trying to twist your wrists free, but he only tightened his hold.
You wriggled, trying to free your wrists, but he only tightened his grip. He tilted his head, watching you clench your jaw with a quiet smirk.
“Try biting me,” he said calmly, wiggling his fingers.
Heat crawled up your neck as you glared at him. He looked way too pleased with himself.
“What?” he whispered, leaning closer, warm breath brushing your ear. “I’m just curious.”
His chest pressed fully against your back, one hand holding your wrists, the other still in your mouth. Your jaw tensed, and he chuckled softly.
“Come on, I know you have it in you.”
You try to push him off with your elbows. For a moment, it almost worked—until he pressed his chest harder against you.
“Don’t go pushing me—”
You bit his fingers lightly.
He froze.
Seizing the moment, you flipped the two of you over and landed on top.
Megumi blinked, mouth opening and closing in shock. He had let go of your wrists in his stunned state.
“Curiosity satisfied?” you sneered.
For the first time that evening, he looked genuinely surprised.
“…You’re brave,” he said, eyes narrowing.
“Or maybe,” you grinned, “you’re just slow.”
Your hands rest on his shoulders as he stares at you like a deer in headlights. You lean closer and kiss the corner of his mouth, then trail kisses along his jaw and down his neck.
"What? Cat got your tongue now?" you tease, teeth grazing his skin.
He inhales a sharp breath, hands trembling slightly as he grabs your waist.
"Y/N," he whispers, voice hoarse and shaky.
"Mm?" you mutter against his collarbone.
He shivers, chest rising and falling faster now.
"What, Megumi?"
A beat passed.
Then suddenly, he moved, rolling you over so fast the room spun.
He was above you again—but this time, not on your back.
His hands braced beside your head, hair falling over his forehead. Your hands rested on his chest, unsure whether to push him away or pull him closer.
“You just made this worse for yourself,” he muttered. "fucking around with me like that."
You rolled your eyes. “Yeah?”
He leaned back, grabbing your thighs and guiding your legs around his waist.
“Yeah.”
Your breath hitched despite yourself as he settled between them, making it impossible to pretend you were still in control.
Your hands flattened instinctively against his chest.
Of course he noticed.
His eyes flicked down briefly to where your fingers pressed into his shirt, then back to your face. A faint smirk tugged at his lips.
“Problem?” he asked.
You scoffed. “You tackled me, remember?”
“Mm,” he hummed, gaze lingering on you. “And you bit me.”
“You told me to,” you said stubbornly.
He hummed quietly, clearly unbothered.
For a moment, neither of you moved. You shifted slightly, testing his hold. His hands tightened just enough to keep you exactly where you were.
“Are you just going to keep me here all night?”
“Maybe.”
You shifted again. He sucked in a breath, looking down. Your hips pressed directly against his.
He leaned closer, breath ghosting over yours. Your breath caught as his hand left your thigh, trailing slowly to your waist. You shivered.
“You’re acting weird,” you said, trying to keep some normalcy.
He brushed a stray strand of hair from your face, letting his hand linger on your cheek.
“You disappeared for hours,” he whispered.
“I have a life.”
“I know.”
His voice softened, vulnerable.
“I just wasn’t part of it today.”
Something in his tone made your rationality falter. Your fingers curled at the fabric of his shirt.
“You could’ve just said you missed me,” you teased, pulling him into a kiss.
He kissed you gently, thumb brushing your jaw, then pulled back slowly, studying you.
“I did,” he said.
“Tackling me doesn’t count,” you murmured.
He tilted his head, a small smile tugging at his lips.
“It doesn’t?”
Before you could answer, he kissed you again—rougher this time. His lips crashed into yours, and for a moment, it felt like time stopped. Your hands flew to his hair, tugging slightly, swallowing his muffled groans. He pulled back just enough to keep control.
“Megumi,” you whispered, voice hoarse.
“What, baby? Tell me what you want,” he whispered, trailing kisses along your jaw.
“If you’re going to do something, just do it already.”
A small, dangerous smile appeared.
“Thought you’d never ask.”
a/n: what do we think guys…was it worth the wait or should i js quit writing rn😹
