#kinda freaky

[rediablos]

part two of this

based on a conversation with @extrashortshorts

[megumisrighttoe]

꒰ ݁˖ꫂ᭪ ꒱ 𓂃 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞

‧₊˚ ꒰ 𝐀𝐠𝐞𝐝𝐔𝐩!𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Megumi missed you a little too much when you went out for the day

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 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 were 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😹

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[hubbabubba9861]

Zegect comic!

Okay so basically this is an AU thst ReGect is able to get out of the computer similarly to Ptolmey which could be seen based on my ao3 fic.

Also loweu debating if I should post this on my TikTok but we’ll see :p

[ryujixx00]

been really into this ship lately

metadow virus got me. I'm SO sick. I like to think Metal just says things that can be taken in certain ways and he just doesn't understand because he's soooo dumb

[bbetulorg]

merry christmas

Have some lams for christmas, i couldnt pick up the mental energy to actually finish a piece these days. Have this

[mieyeko]

Can I be a little freak for a moment

happy valentines

Ugh listening to guess got me thinking of my favorite special ops duo 💘

[roddzi]

What if the Light of Truth was called the Light of Freak and nothing changed?

Slightly freaky joke thing under the cut

[pigicial]

I need an attractive middle aged man to HEAVILY flirt with Dennis and so robby gets insanely jealous but he obviously can’t do anything can first he is Dennis’s boss and second they r out in public but it does cause himto manhandle Dennis so much (and hard) that robbys finger and hand prints are indented onto dennis. So when the shift is over and dennis is at him he looks in the mirror and masturbates to the thought of Robby manhandling him in bed