kroumhe

23 | 02 liner | JJK

[kroumhee]

𝐻𝑖, 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝐾𝑅𝑂𝑈𝑀𝐻𝐸! I’m finally back and so excited to share my work with you all again. welcome to my delusions.

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guys i saw some post on twitter that tmblr is banned in my country! like what? whyyyyy?????!

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stargazing — megumi x reader

the grass feels a little cold under your back, but megumi’s arm under your head makes up for it.

“that one,” he says quietly, pointing up. “orion. see the three stars in a line?”

you squint. “kinda. wait– yeah. okay. i see it.” he hums, sounding satisfied.

“tsumiki used to make me memorize them. we’d lie outside like this.” you turn your head to look at him instead of the sky. the stars reflect faintly in his eyes. his face looks softer like this, relaxed, no frown, no tension in his brows.

“you’re not even looking at the sky,” he murmurs. "i am,” you lied. “just… a different one.” he gives you that small look. the one where he knows exactly what you mean but won’t say it out loud.

his fingers rest on your shoulder, absentmindedly rubbing small circles to keep you warm. your bodies are close enough that you can feel his steady breathing, the warmth of his chest under your cheek.

you lean up a little and press a soft kiss to his cheek. he freezes for half a second. "…what was that for?"

“nothing,” you smile. you settle back down, resting your head on his chest this time. his heartbeat is slow and even. you listen to it while he keeps talking about constellations, his voice low and calm.

your eyes start to close without you noticing and you barely feel it when he presses a gentle kiss to the side of your head.

“sleepy already?” he whispers. you just hum against him, and he tightens his arm around you a little more as the sky stays quiet above you.

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five minutes! — megumi fushiguro x reader!

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you stood outside his classroom first, peeking through the small glass window on the door. he was inside, sitting near the window like always.

perfect!

you fixed your bag on your shoulder, took a deep breath like you were about to confess or something dramatic.

in reality? homework.

you pushed the door open and stepped inside. a few of his classmates glanced at you. don't worry they're  already used to this. megumi didn’t look up at first so you just walked straight to his desk and dropped your bag on the empty chair in front of him.

“megumi.” he sighed before even meeting your eyes. “why are you here?”

“to see my boyfriend.”

“you have your own classroom.”

“wow. so cold.”

he finally looked up at you, brows slightly furrowed. “what do you want?” you leaned forward, hands on his desk.

“megumi, listen.” “please don’t—” he started, already sensing what his girl tryin to do.

you grin as a bright idea came to your mind. you knew you couldn't win against him so you have no choice but to be creative. you stood up straighter, clearing your throat like you were about to give a speech.

“as your very supportive-” he quickly looked around to check if any of his classmates were watching or witnessing your crazy shenanigans.

“very hot, caring girlfriend-” he immediately tried to shut your mouth with his palm, but you dodged it, leaning back with a grin.

“i believe that-” “stop talking,” he muttered under his breath.

“-you should support my academic growth.”

he stared at you. blank. “no.” you gasped dramatically.

“you didn’t even let me finish.”

“i know where this is going.” you leaned closer, lowering your voice this time.

“i forgot to do number four to ten.”

“that’s half the homework.”

“baby, please.” he pinched the bridge of his nose. you could see the internal struggle. his reputation. his pride. versus you.

“you had time yesterday.”

“i was emotionally busy.”

“with what exactly?”

“…missing you.”

he looked at you like he didn’t know whether to be annoyed or embarrassed. someone behind him snorted. his ears turned slightly red.

“you’re unbelievable,” he muttered. you softened a little, dropping the dramatic tone. “please?” you whispered. “i’ll buy you lunch.” he hesitated and that’s when you knew you were winning. after a few seconds, he slid his notebook toward the middle of the desk.

“five minutes.” your eyes lit up. “i love you.”

“don’t say that so loud.”

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shampoo

pairings: megumi fushiguro x f!reader (reposted from my old acc.)

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you were standing in front of the mirror, gently patting moisturizer into your cheeks.

“don’t rush skincare,” you mumbled to yourself, squinting at your reflection.

the bathroom door clicked open.

you didn’t even turn around.

“done already?” megumi hummed in response.

you caught his reflection instead, hair still damp, black strands dripping slightly onto his plain white tee. sweatpants low on his hips. towel resting over his shoulder.

he walked straight to you without a word then suddenly his warm arms wrapped around your waist from behind as his chest pressed against your back. before you could tease him, he lowered his head and nuzzled into your neck.

“megumi—” you laughed softly.

his nose brushed against your skin he kissed just under your ear. slow, and lazy.

“did you change your shampoo?” he asked, voice low, muffled against you as he sniffed your hair again. you smiled and continued rubbing moisturizer into your cheeks.

“ah yes! i ran out of the one i used. i already ordered it though but it would take weeks since it's from overseas.”

he went quiet. too quiet.

you felt him inhale again.

“…i don’t like it,” megumi mumbled, words slightly slurred because his face was basically buried in your neck.

you blinked. “what?”

“it smells different.”

“it’s still nice though.”

“not the same.”

you turned your head slightly. “since when do you care about the products that i use?” he tightened his arms around your waist instead of answering. he placed another soft kiss to your neck.

“i liked the old one,” he muttered.

you giggled. “you’re acting like i betrayed you.”

“…you kind of did.” you gasped playfully. “megumi!”

he finally lifted his head just enough to look at you through the mirror. his hair was dripping on your shoulder now.

“it doesn’t smell like you.” your hand paused mid-air.

“…it still smells like me.” he shook his head slightly. “the old one mixed with you better.”

“it’ll be back in a few weeks,” you said softly.

he leaned back down immediately, resting his chin on your shoulder this time. his fingers absentmindedly played with the hem of your shirt.

“…fine. but until then, don’t wash your hair too much.”

you stared at him in the mirror. “that defeats the whole purpose of shampoo.”

he pressed a slow kiss to your neck again.

“i’ll buy the entire overseas stock next time.”

you laughed, turning slightly to face him. “you’re ridiculous.”

“maybe.”

he brushed your damp hair away from your neck and kissed the spot again, softer this time.

“…just not my favorite.”

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childish

pairings: megumi x f!reader (ft. yuji)

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“penguins can’t fly,” you said confidently.

“THEY HAVE WINGS,” yuji argued.

“that doesn’t mean they fly.”

“wings = flying.”

“ostrich.”

“…that’s different.”

megumi was walking in front of both of you while you two followed behind, yelling like toddlers.

“fushiguro!” yuji called out. “tell her penguins can technically fly if they tried hard enough.”

“that’s not how biology works!” you snapped.

megumi stopped walking as he slowly turned around. he looked at yuji then at you.

“penguins don’t fly.” you smirked. yuji threw his hands up. “of course.” then megumi continued, “but they swim like they’re flying underwater.”

yuji lit up. “SEE?” you squinted. “that still means i’m right.”

yuji crossed his arms. “half right.”

you both stared at megumi again.

final verdict.

megumi looked at you.

“she’s right.”

yuji’s jaw dropped. “YOU JUST SAID—”

“she’s more right.”

“MORE RIGHT IS NOT A THING.”

you clasped your hands together dramatically. “thank you, your honor.” megumi lightly flicked your forehead. “don’t start.” yuji pointed accusingly. “this is biased judging.”

megumi walked back over, grabbing your hand casually.

“yeah,i’m biased.” yuji stared at your intertwined hands.

“…this is disgusting.”

you stuck your tongue out at him.

yuji gasped. “childish!”

“you literally argued that penguins can fly.”

“THEY HAVE POTENTIAL.”

megumi muttered under his breath, “i’m surrounded by idiots.” you and yuji both gasped.

“who are you calling idiot?” you snapped.

“yeah?!” yuji added.

megumi paused.

“…him.”

“WHAT.”

you smiled proudly and leaned into megumi’s arm.

“i need new friends.” yuji probably.

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my tiktok fyp is full of megumi's abs 🫥🥵 (i'm not okay)

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pairings: megumi x reader

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the movie’s barely halfway through, volume loud enough to drown out yuuji’s nonstop commentary.

“why would he go in there,” yuuji complained. “that’s obviously a bad idea.”

“shut up,” nobara mutters, throwing popcorn at him. “you’re ruining the suspense.”

you don’t say anything. your head’s resting on megumi’s lap, cheek pressed against his thigh. his hand moves slowly, gently over your leg, thumb tracing soft lines. his eyes stay on the screen, but his touch never stops.

somewhere between the explosions and nobara yelling at yuuji again, your breathing evens out.

“y/n?” megumi calls quietly.

no answer.

"…oi" he glances down, frowns slightly, then leans closer. your lashes rest against your cheeks, lips parted just a little. fast asleep.

he carefully shifts, easing your head into the crook of his arm, then stands up slowly so he won’t wake you.

“oi,” he says softly. “y/n’s asleep. we’re going to bed first. have fun, you two.”

nobara looks over, immediately lowering her voice. “aww. good night.”

yuuji grins. “night, lovebirds.”

megumi ignores him, adjusting his grip as he carries you down the hall. your face tucks instinctively into his neck, and he pauses for a second, just holding you.

"meguminrrh.."

“good night,” he murmurs before disappearing into his room.

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(a:n: fluff as promised! i won't be k*llin y/n today maybe next week?)

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pairings: megumi x reader

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“hey, there's a new café that opened nearby. wanna come?” megumi as he scoot over to you.

you didn't reply, this made megumi sighed.

“it has cats?”

still, not a single word can be heard from you.

megumi waits a few seconds longer, like you might still answer if he gives you time. but the wind moves the grass instead.

the stone in front of him stays quiet.

“figured,” he mutters, eyes dropping to the engraved name. he crouches down anyway, fingers brushing dirt off the edge of the grave. “you’d say no even if it did.”

he exhales, slow. the kind he only does when he’s tired.

“it’s fine,” he says. “i’ll go alone. the cats were ugly anyway.” he pause then speak softer, “you would’ve liked the black one.”

the silence is deafening yet megumi sits there longer than he planned to. his knees pulled up, coat spread under him so he doesn’t get dirty.

he talks about small things. missions. yuji being loud. the café still being there tomorrow.

before he stands, he leaves a small paper bag by the stone. inside, there's ea cat-shaped cookie, broken at the ear.

“i’ll come back,” he says quietly. “so don’t get bored.”

the wind answers for you. megumi then nods like it’s enough, then turns away without looking back.

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