𝜗ৎ pairing : megumi x fem!reader ⟡ ݁ ₊ . 𑣲 word count : 435
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the hallway outside jujutsu high is quieter than usual, the kind of quiet that makes every small sound feel like it’s being watched.
you’re sitting on the edge of the steps with your notebook open, but you’ve been staring at the same line for five minutes without reading it. the problem isn’t the homework.
it’s the black-haired boy a few feet away.
megumi fushiguro is sitting on the steps below you, elbows resting on his knees, looking like he’s doing absolutely nothing—yet somehow still completely focused. shikigami training, probably. or thinking. with megumi, it’s always hard to tell.
a light breeze passes through the courtyard and flips one of your pages.
“you’re not doing it,” he says suddenly, not looking up.
you blink. “doing what?”
“studying.” finally, he glances over his shoulder at you. his eyes are calm, but there’s that faint hint of judgment he never quite hides well. “you’ve been staring at the same page for ten minutes.”
you huff. “i was reading it.”
“you weren’t.”
you press your lips together, caught. “okay, fine. maybe i got distracted.”
there’s a pause.
megumi turns back forward, like the conversation is over. “that’s inefficient.”
“wow,” you say, leaning back on your hands. “you’re really warm and comforting today.”
“…i didn’t say anything wrong.”
you watch him for a second, then slide down one step so you’re closer to him. “you always do that.”
“do what?”
“act like you’re not paying attention, but you are.”
that actually makes him pause.
for a moment, he doesn’t respond. the wind moves again, soft against the trees above you. then, quieter than before, he says, “you’re distracting.”
your heart trips over itself for half a second.
you try to play it off. “me? distracting you? i’m literally just sitting here.”
megumi finally looks at you again, and this time his gaze lingers a little longer than usual. “exactly.”
you stare at him.
he looks away first.
“…that’s not fair,” you mumble.
he shrugs slightly. “it’s true.”
silence settles again, but it’s different now—less empty, more… aware.
you lean your shoulder lightly against his. he doesn’t move away.
after a second, he says, almost reluctantly, “finish your work. then we can go eat.”
you smile without meaning to. “is that your version of hanging out?”
“…if you want to call it that.”
you pick up your pen again, but this time it doesn’t feel like studying is the only thing happening anymore.
and when you glance over at megumi, still pretending he isn’t paying attention, you think maybe he’s not as quiet as he looks.
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𑣲 Thy Love Is Better Than Wine 𑣲 Newt x Fem!Reader Series
Summary: Thrown into a Glade of boys who don't want you, you have to fight to carve a place for yourself. You'll survive Grievers, WICKED, and crank attacks, but the greatest challenge of all is learning who to trust, and who to love.
The Glade
𑣲 Chapter One 𑣲 Chapter Two 𑣲 Chapter Three 𑣲 Chapter Four 𑣲 Chapter Five 𑣲 Chapter Six 𑣲 Chapter Seven 𑣲 Hide & Seek 𑣲 Chapter Eight 𑣲 Chapter Nine
Anyone who's dismissing a person for being self diagnosed has no idea what it's like to not have access to a diagnosis and eventual support. They're not going through life like "uwu. I'm so ✨neurospicy✨". Literally every day is a struggle but no one takes them seriously and they don't get access to support and medication that could help them, thereby the quality of their life is significantly reduced.
Also, as someone who has studied in this field, and spoken to multiple professors who have actively worked as therapists, you are hit, pretty quickly, with the gap in understanding that exists in many (especially but not limited to) non-western countries. I've legit had them tell me they don't usually "prefer" to give out diagnosis because they think the person is gonna use it only to access benefits and not to attend therapy sessions to 'cure their disability'
So what exactly is a person suspecting a disorder/disability to do in this situation? Medical neglect and gaslighting is a thing. And sadly, is pretty common.
So before judging someone for being self-diagnosed, please try to understand what it must be like for them...
Your malleus in your monster lover AU is so good,,, would it be possible for you to draw a reference of him? I love the concept so much
I can draw my own interpretation of it, though I have to note:
This is technically not my 'concept'. I've heavily taken inspiration from Takebayashi's 'The Conception' (A fanwork from the TWST Beckon of the Mirror 2021 event) The main adjustments I made were the removal of spinning wheels along the body as well as the mask.
(Photo reference pulled from lau_bud on tiktok)
As for what I'd draw:
Again, I've trimmed some concepts, and added some muscle detail around the wings, and given him a dragon's ear fins.
