❀ tags / warnings | mostly all fluff, some angst in a couple if you squint though. brief mentions of violence in mahito’s (reader is getting mugged), gender-neutral reader !
❀ note | this is based off this post that i saw and i simply could not resist :)
Yuji’s love was akin to that of a day in mid spring, when the sweet birdsong filled the air, the smell of flowers wafted through the air as the trees rustled with the gentle breeze passing by. Yuji’s love brought you peace, contentment—it was kind, gentle and welcoming. Everything you could ever want, ever need, he provided it to the best of his ability.
i promise i put something up SOON😭rewriting works from old old blog, working on requests, and doing my own stuff rn. hoping to have some jjk headcannons up soon that i’ve been working on and r very happy with rn hehe
Hii, I loved your recent megumi oneshot . It' really well written. And the ending got me crying.
ahh omg thank you so much you’re the sweetest!!! it’s the first thing i’ve written in a loooong time and i wasn’t so sure about it when i posted so i’m glad to hear someone liked it <3
The question caught you by surprise, prompting you to tear your gaze away from the moonlit lake and face Megumi. He looked deeply concentrated on something, seeming as if he had voiced his thoughts aloud without even noticing.
“Depends on how you look at it,” you responded after a few moments, hands supporting your weight against the damp grass beneath you. “Depends on the situation, really.”
Megumi looked up at you, though your stare had returned to the body of water before you. The moonlight reflected off the water and shone brightly on your face. It seemed as though you were the one glowing, illuminating the night with your grandeur.
The moon’s light was a lame attempt at imitating your beauty.
“What do you mean?” he asked curiously, mirroring your movements as he, too, leaned back ever so slightly, hands supporting him.
“Well, what if you knew that speaking would result in something horrible? Far worse than your death?” you suggested, exposed legs dangling in the cold water beneath you. “Would you be selfish to speak? Or would you be selfless for sacrificing yourself for the greater good of others?”
The crickets chorded around you along with the hammering of Megumi’s heart against his chest. He wondered if he should speak, bare his soul to you in the dead of night, let his mouth run freely without a filter from his brain, words coming directly from his heart.
“And what would you do?” Megumi inquired. “In the name of love, let's say—would you speak? Or die?”
You were silent in thought for a moment, staring up at the stars.
“I think I would rather die.” You furrowed your brows at your words, almost as if you were unsure of them, yourself. “What if your love is unrequited? What if they love you too, but can’t afford to be with you?” You shook your head, turning your head and meeting Megumi’s eyes. “Death is better than living a love loveless and full of misery.”
You both went quiet then, staring into the other’s eyes without a word exchanged beneath you. It took everything in Megumi not to lean over and kiss you, to take your face in his hands with the utmost care, feel your lips against his and hear the whisper of his name leave your lips.
You turned back around then, letting out a sigh.
“Why do you ask?”
Megumi did the same as you, looking up at the moon staring down at him. Why did he ask? What answer was he expecting to hear? He wasn’t quite sure.
At that moment, Megumi decided he would continue to wallow in death; he would love you silently and from afar, ensuring that you would never become aware of his feelings. He was scared, terrified, that, if he did decide to speak the truth, declare his love freely from rooftops without a care in the world, you would not reciprocate. He agreed with your statement, deciding death would be better than living without the one person he held most dear.
“I don’t know,” he answered simply. “Just wondering, I guess.”
The question caught you by surprise, prompting you to tear your gaze away from the moonlit lake and face Megumi. He looked deeply concentrated on something, seeming as if he had voiced his thoughts aloud without even noticing.
“Depends on how you look at it,” you responded after a few moments, hands supporting your weight against the damp grass beneath you. “Depends on the situation, really.”
Megumi looked up at you, though your stare had returned to the body of water before you. The moonlight reflected off the water and shone brightly on your face. It seemed as though you were the one glowing, illuminating the night with your grandeur.
The moon’s light was a lame attempt at imitating your beauty.
“What do you mean?” he asked curiously, mirroring your movements as he, too, leaned back ever so slightly, hands supporting him.
“Well, what if you knew that speaking would result in something horrible? Far worse than your death?” you suggested, exposed legs dangling in the cold water beneath you. “Would you be selfish to speak? Or would you be selfless for sacrificing yourself for the greater good of others?”
The crickets chorded around you along with the hammering of Megumi’s heart against his chest. He wondered if he should speak, bare his soul to you in the dead of night, let his mouth run freely without a filter from his brain, words coming directly from his heart.
“And what would you do?” Megumi inquired. “In the name of love, let's say—would you speak? Or die?”
You were silent in thought for a moment, staring up at the stars.
“I think I would rather die.” You furrowed your brows at your words, almost as if you were unsure of them, yourself. “What if your love is unrequited? What if they love you too, but can’t afford to be with you?” You shook your head, turning your head and meeting Megumi’s eyes. “Death is better than living a life loveless and full of misery.”
You both went quiet then, staring into the other’s eyes without a word exchanged between you. It took everything in Megumi not to lean over and kiss you, to take your face in his hands with the utmost care, feel your lips against his and hear the whisper of his name leave your lips.
You turned back around then, letting out a sigh.
“Why do you ask?”
Megumi did the same as you, looking up at the moon staring down at him. Why did he ask? What answer was he expecting to hear? He wasn’t quite sure.
At that moment, Megumi decided he would continue to wallow in death; he would love you silently and from afar, ensuring that you would never become aware of his feelings. He was scared, terrified, that, if he did decide to speak the truth, declare his love freely from rooftops without a care in the world, you would not reciprocate. He agreed with your statement, deciding death would be better than living without the one person he held most dear.
“I don’t know,” he answered simply. “Just wondering, I guess.”
Gojo really hit miguel with a 38 piece combo and im NOT okay djdushsiwi
NO LMFAO LITERALLY bro did not let him breathe😭 i’ve been so happy seeing yuta on so many people’s top 10 for jjk now omg, finally bae is getting the hype he deserves 😸
everyone looked so good though fr (i’m choosing to ignore the numerous closeups of geto and his individually drawn teeth, he looked amazing otherwise and i’m pretending i did not see that one scene of his squashed head😭)
Good to see you again! I saw the movie last night and oh my GOD. Some of those scenes has no right being so funny
ah anon ur so sweet!! ik omg some of those scenes killed me😭was a sobbing mess by the end of it though. i went w my bsf (who didn’t read the manga so she had no clue about anything lol) and we were both absolutely finished lmfao
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