hai! my name is maria or you can call me may may <3
my pronouns are she/her and im bisexual and single <3
animes I like are jujutsu kaisen, jibaku shonen hanako kun, bungou stray dogs, chainsaw man, apothecary diaries, ouran high school host club, kamisama kiss, and more, just ask me! <3
i play genshin impact, honkai star rail, cookie run kingdom, roblox, detroit become human, and want to play twisted wonderland
playlist is https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4uDYCDNAb0t1PwhgKUvqmX?si=s3MtAaiWRd6T8Xt30--C9w&pi=ER9UZTDJTnyRL <3
you can find me as no1bahnger on a lot of social media <3
kins are aki, inumaki, yuta, yoshida, and maki <3
likes: baking, cooking, pickles, collecting figurines and collectors items, listening to music, writing, psychology, talking, reading <3
In this Choose Your Own Adventure, you and Megumi are stuck in a petty rivalry. And even if he doesn't want to admit it -- what is stealing your favorite hoodie in the dead of night if not petty?
Fushiguro Megumi x Fem!Reader
Choose Your Own Adventure
š READ/PLAY HERE
š®interactive fanfic "Six minutes in hell, seven minutes in heaven (ft. Megumi Fushiguro)" by kaoru
š Episode 1 of ?
maomao is not the bisexual representation the people asked for and honestly she is not the bisexual representation the people needed, I really dont know what that thing is but no one living or dead has the power to stop her. She showed the emperors concubines elicit porn. She met a woman with tits so huge that she completely ignored everything the woman was saying for a full minute to stare at them silently. She put her androgynous boytoy in a dress and made him dance. Grabbed his dong and called it a decent sized frog. And she did all of this while practicing medicine illegally. Feminism wins
Hello, Iām not quite sure if you write for Yuta but I thought I would come by with a request since I saw yours were open and liked some of your other works! :) Could I request a fluffy Yuta x Fem reader wherein reader was cursed by a first grade curse that causes people to tell the truth/speak their thoughts out loud. I just thought it would be cute for her to end up confessing to him by accident somehowā¦ thank you for your time <3
ššāāĖ truth potion!
wc. 1.3k
koi speaks! omg thank you for requesting it's such a cute one to!! my first jjk request š„¹
the curse happened on a thursday.
you'd been on a solo missionājust a grade three, nothing seriousāwhen a first-grade curse ambushed you in an abandoned warehouse. it was ugly. all twisted limbs and too many eyes, and it moved faster than anything that size had any right to. you'd managed to exorcise it, but not before it got a hit in. something sharp and cold had slashed across your arm, and you'd felt it settle into your skin like a splinter you couldn't dig out.
the mission report took three hours. the med bay took another hour. by the time you got back to your dorm, you were exhausted and sore and ready to collapse.
you didn't notice anything was wrong until the next morning.
"how are you feeling?" maki had asked, passing you a cup of coffee in the common room.
"like i got hit by a truck and also i'm pretty sure my hair looks terrible and i'm kind of hungry but also i want to cry about it," you'd said.
maki had blinked. she'd looked at you. you'd looked at her. the coffee in her hand had frozen halfway to her mouth.
"what?"
"i don't know why i said that," you'd said, horrified. "i didn't mean to say that."
"uh-huh."
"i really didn't! i was trying to say 'i'm fine, thanks for asking'ā"
"you definitely weren't," panda had said, wandering into the room with a bag of chips. "you sounded very sincere."
"i was not sincere!"
"tuna mayo," inumaki added oh so helpfully, popping up from somewhere. "salmon."
and that was how you'd discovered the curse.
the warehouse curse had been a truth curseāa nasty little thing that made you say exactly what you were thinking, effectively removing your brain to mouth filter much to your horror and amusement of your friends.
you tried to avoid everyone. you really did.
it worked for about four hours. you locked yourself in your room, didn't answer your phone, and contemplated the merits of just staying there until the curse wore off or you died, whichever came first.
but then inumaki had texted that you'd left your study notes in the common room, and you'd made the mistake of replying that you'd come get them, and thenāwell.
you walked into the common room and yuta was there.
he was always there, lately. not in an annoying way. in a you noticed exactly where he was at all times and it made your chest feel funny way. he was sitting on the couch with his usual gentle expression, and his hair was in his eyes again, and he smiled when he saw you, andā
"hi," you said.
"hi," he said back.
and then your mouth opened and the words just fell out.
"i think about you all the time. i think you're the prettiest person i've ever seen. i think about what it would be like to hold your hand and i want to kiss you so bad it makes me want to scream. also your hair is always in your eyes and it drives me crazy because i want to push it back for you but that would be weird because we're not even that close andā"
you clapped your hands over your mouth with a quiet shriek.
the common room was silent.
panda had frozen mid-chip-bite. inumaki's eyes were so wide they looked like dinner plates. maki was staring at you with an expression that was caught somewhere between shock and absolute delight.
and yutaā
yuta's face had gone very, very pink.
"i'm sorry," you said, your voice muffled behind your hands. "i didn't meanāthe curseāthere's a curseā"
"that's a curse?" panda asked, genuinely curious. "i thought that was just you being honest for once."
"panda, i will kill you."
"so you want to kiss him?" maki asked, and her voice was way too casual, way too amused. "that's what you said, right? you want to kiss him?"
"I DIDN'T MEAN TO SAY THATā"
"salmon," inumaki said, which you knew meant you definitely meant that, you're just embarrassed.
you wanted to sink into the floor. you wanted to disappear. you wanted to go back in time and never go to that warehouse, never get cursed, never open your mouth again.
you were about to turn and flee when someone caught your wrist.
yuta.
he was standing now, and his face was still pink, but his eyes were very serious, and his hand was warm around your wrist.
"you got hit by a curse?" he asked.
"yes," you said miserably. "i can't stop saying what i'm thinking. it's terrible. i hate it. i'm going to move to a different country and change my name and never speak to anyone ever again."
"that seems a little extreme," he said gently.
"you're being really nice about this and it's making me feel worse because you're so nice and i just told you i want to kiss you and you probably think i'm crazyā"
"i don't think you're crazy."
"you don't?"
he shook his head. his hand was still on your wrist. you were very aware of it. you were aware of everything, actually, like how close he was standing and how soft his hair looked and how you were very, very close to blurting out something even more embarrassing.
"i think you're really pretty too," he said quietly.
you stopped breathing.
"what?"
"i think you're pretty," he repeated, and his voice was still soft, but there was something steady in it now. "i've thought that for a while. i just didn't know how to say it."
"youā" you swallowed. "you don't have to say that just because i said stuff. you don't have to feel obligatedā"
"i'm not obligated." he smiled, a little shy, a little fond. "i'm being honest. is that okay?"
you opened your mouth. you closed it. you opened it again.
"i really, really want to kiss you," you said.
and then you clapped your hands over your mouth again, because oh god, you'd done it againā
but yuta just laughed. soft and warm and so full of joy.
"can i?" he asked. "kiss you, i mean."
you nodded. so fast you probably looked ridiculous.
and then his hand was on your cheek, and he was leaning in, and his lips were soft against yours, and it was everything you'd imagined and also nothing like you'd imagined because it was real. he was real. and he was kissing you. and you were kissing him back, your hands gripping the front of his uniform because you needed something to hold onto.
when he pulled back, his face was still pink, but his smile was beautiful.
"was that okay?" he asked.
"that was perfect," you said, and it wasn't the curse talking this time. "that was so perfect. i've been thinking about that for months. i thought about it the first time i saw you in the library. i thought about it when you helped me with that curse last week. i thought about it when you smiled at me yesterday and i almost tripped over my own feetā"
"you tripped?"
"YES. because you're distractingly pretty. it's a problem."
he laughed again, and it was the best sound you'd ever heard.
"you know," he said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, "i think i like this curse."
"what? no. it's the worst. i can't stop talking."
"but you're saying all the things i wanted to hear," he said softly. "you're saying them for me."
your face felt like it was on fire.
"that's so sweet," you said, and thenābecause the curse was still there and apparently had no mercyā "i'm going to marry you someday."
yuta blinked.
"youā"
"DID I SAY THAT OUT LOUD?"
"yes," he said, and he was grinning now, wide and happy and so fond it made your chest ache. "you definitely did."
