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littencloud9 · 2 months

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Thanks for answering my ask. If you don't mind me asking (again), who are your favorite romantic relationship's couples in books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series (can be canon or non-canon)? Feel free if you want to write the reasons or not of why you love them. Sorry if you've answered this before.....

HI!! no problem i LOVE talking about my favs. here’s like top 3 ships of some fandoms i’m in because there is simply too many LMAO

jujutsu kaisen

- itafushi: literally my number one ship ever. they make me so fucking emo. the tragedy of what couldn’t have been prevented. i pray for itafushi moments in the jjk manga but every time it happens it is somehow worse than the last. peace 🙏

- yutamaki: they mean so much to me. i love them both platonically and romantically! their moments in jjk0 are super sweet and i love that they’re always supporting each other 🥹

- satosugu: this is a ship i’ll put in a blender. i don’t usually think of them but when i do i want to throw up blood. they’re the cause of all my problems. i love them. they are so my tears ricochet core

other ships i like are nobamaki, inuokko, and mechamiwa! perks of being a multishipper lol

bungo stray dogs

- shin soukoku: MY YIN YANG DUO!! they are the dumbest. somehow they bulldozed past all the normal stages of dating and went straight to dying for each other. who does that.

- kunichuuzai: i’m cheating here because i love all individual pairings in this ship AND the poly ship. especially kunichuu which crept up on me and slapped me in the face. chuuya being downbad for kunikida is GREAT. they are so good when you dont have toxic shippers breathing in your ear about how one is better than the other ❤️

- tachigin: do u ever think about how they’re both liars. how they both have a hidden identity. how they both found family within the mafia not as the person they really are, but as the person they pretended to be. how the betrayal felt like when tachihara dropped his mask. OUGH

i also really like ranpoe and atsulucy! and beast!akutagawa x beast!tanizaki is cute too

link click

- i’m a liar. shiguang is the only ship i have in this show. my FAVS. their devotion to each other is insane. they make me genuinely feral. cxs being an annoying little shit x lg who stays hopelessly in love anyway. ARGH I LOVE THEM. THEY WANNA SAVE EACH OTHER!!!!

tian guan ci fu

- fengqing: the implications of this 800 year old situationship is very fun. knowing someone so well that you know exactly what to say to hurt them. loving someone so deeply and repressing it to the point that you mistake it as hatred. i’m obsessed with them

- hualian: how can i not include the most romantic (and canon) pair EVER. get you someone who loves you like hua cheng loves xie lian because holy SHIT. i have not read the books (only watched the donghua) and yet these two make me feral i need them to hurry it up and get married already 😭

i don’t really ship anything else as of yet. but i do like and acknowledged beefleaf. i’ve heard it’s horribly tragic. i cannot wait to find out

sk8 the infinity

- renga: RENGA!!!! MY PRECIOUS. they are fucking head over heels for each other i’m obsessed with it. their ‘breakup arc’ genuinely hurt my soul. but i love how confident they are about each other’s skills, how they’re each others biggest supporter, how they see the best in each other etc. insane. i need season 2 asap

- matchablossom: [danny motta voice] they wanna fuck so bad. the end

i don’t ship anything else. but do i think cherry and adam had a situationship back when they were teenagers? yes. anyway

avatar the last airbender

- mailee: MY GIRLS. THE BEST ATLA SHIP AND YOU HEARD IT FROM ME. mai who masks her emotions with blankness and ty lee who masks her emotions with a smile. but they both know each other better than that. they protect each other and they are also 🖤🩷 how could you not love them!!!!

- zukka: [affectionately] there is something so wrong with these two. the original red and blue gays. to ME. i think they bounce off each other well and they’re a really funny duo. also. the prince and the fool. what more is there

- yuekka: personally i love love LOVED yuekka. i like how yue really loosened up around sokka and how sokka was head over heels for her LMAO they were a really cute ship. moon coded gf x ocean coded bf do you see how great that is. the tides follow the whims of the moon. they can’t exist without the other. ARGH

voltron

- klance: sigh. since we’re digging this deep into my fandoms list let us talk about klance. do i agree with anything that was written past season 3? absolutely not. they are definitely a wasted potential ship that ruined my life forever but like. yah. the ship you obsessed over at 14 is SERIOUS business. the homoerotic rivalry they had was seriously unmatched. nobody talk to me

- adashi: haha. my first experience with being queerbaited. they buried the gays before the gays even had lines. i was so upset about adam that i consumed an insane amount of fan content and then wrote 10k words in one sitting. thats how upset they made me

- romellura: the gfs ever. the writers screwed allura over so every ship i have for her is… very fan-based. but i’ll protect them with my SOUL. the softness of meeting someone who knows EXACTLY the kind of loss you felt. finding comfort and home in each other.

- veracxa: sorry one more. VERACXA IS SO GOOD AND SO UNDERRATED. lance and veronica having the same taste is so funny. also love that veronica went out of her way to make acxa feel welcome. and their matching judgy stares. the older sister and sister in law. i KNOW lance was sweating

sorry for the long ass list. there’s lots of other platonic/familial relationships i enjoy in shows too i swear i’m not just insane 😭🙏. thank you so much for the ask!!

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fushiglow · 4 months

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if you don't mind me asking, who are your favorite romantic relationship's couples in books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series (can be canon or non-canon)? Why you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before......Thanks....

When I'm hyperfixating on a special interest, I find it really hard to remember anything that previously held my attention lol — so I'm struggling to answer this question, anon! I'm not a huge shipper usually, and I'm incredibly unenthusiastic about ship wars so I generally don't get involved.

That said, there are tons of ships I like in Jujutsu Kaisen. SatoSugu and Megumi are pretty much all I post about on here, but I've gained a few followers recently so it's probably worth saying because I've seen a lot of ship discourse elsewhere in the fandom recently:

If you're reading this and you really hate any of the ships I mention in this post, feel free to unfollow if it's that big a deal to you.

I'm really not interested in arguing about ships — because it just isn't that deep, I have limited free time to give to fandom and I'd rather spend it on things I love — so please don't get into that with me. However, if it's not a big deal to you, great to have you around! ♥

So, Jujutsu Kaisen ships I like below the cut:

Obviously, SatoSugu* has really captured my imagination. I don't think I've ever shipped anything as hard as I ship those two, but I talk about them all the time so I won't go into any more detail.

Other than that, I like GojoHime which I know is blasphemy for a SatoSugu shipper (I'm kidding, there's a bunch of us who ship both) but I don't think one has to preclude the other (after all, Gojo has two hands 👀). I've written two canonverse fics for GojoHime, and I've gently implied a former romantic relationship between SatoSugu in both.

I think lots of people read too deeply into the "she hates him" thing. Is he a bit of a dick to her? Absolutely, but treating Utahime like she's just a victim of the terrible Gojo Satoru takes away from her character — because she gives as good as she gets! I adore the contradiction in how she presents herself as this prim and proper miko, but she's actually a little firecracker who loses her temper easily and throws things at people and drinks heavily. Don't take that away from her, it's what makes her fun!

To me, it's obvious that their dynamic is designed to provide comic relief, but they trust each other when it comes down to it. In fact, I'd argue their bickering is evidence of that — if you're a polite person, you don't bicker with people you're not comfortable with. More than that, I like how Utahime is set up as a bit of a foil to Gojo. It's been said before, but there's a poetry in her technique making the 'strongest' stronger, especially considering that he goes to this character he's historically called weak to ask for help in the biggest fight of his life. Delicious!

Beyond that, I casually enjoy a bunch of other JJK ships. I don't actively seek out or create content for them, but I enjoy some of the art and fic when I come across it. Namely:

SaShiSu, in any configuration. SatoShoko is appealing to me for reasons I touched on in response to a question about Gojo's relationship with Shoko. SuguShoko is hot, simply because I think both characters are hot and they look hot together lol. I can even get behind poly SaShiSu!

OkkoFushi, because of Megumi's ~one line~ about respecting his senpai. It's essentially a crack ship, but I have the silliest little headcanon that Gojo brought Megumi to meet the first years sometime during JJK 0 and Megumi developed his first crush — see this adorable art for reference.

ItaFushi, ItaJun, and YutaMaki because they're all harmless and adorable.

GojoKen, because I love the potential for toxic angst.

KenTen, because "goodbye, old friend" — I'm sorry, what??? 👀

ShokoHime and ChosoYuki because they're all sexy as hell.

NobaMai, because they have sizzling chemistry.

KiraKari and MechaMiwa, because they're both canon as far as I'm concerned.

ShiuToji, because they're "business partners" — sure, guys!!

NanaGo, purely for the cute single dads art.

SukuGo, but only in a non-canon setting. They should have been besties in canon though 😔

Finally, the controversial one. Sukuna can stay the hell away from Megumi in canon (🥲) but I quite like SukuFushi in a specific AU setting — especially if Yuji and Sukuna are brothers in it! I have a soft spot for the Itadori twins, and I'm into the idea of big bully Sukuna meeting his match in his brat of a brother's quiet best friend with the deceptively sharp tongue (and knuckles).

However, I personally find that a lot of people mischaracterise Megumi in his ships and take away the aspects of his character that I really love (come on, he beat people the hell up at school!) so I'm not super into Megumi ships in general, despite the fact that he's my best boy.

As you can see, I'm really not that fussy about ships. In the past, I've definitely read fic featuring a side pairing that I'm not super into, but it won't stop me reading a good fic if there's a pairing I don't like in it. Sometimes, if it's well-written, I might even end up a fan!

Outside of JJK, there really isn't much. I don't follow many other animanga, but I think AkiAngel is a gorgeous ship and EreMika is cute although a bit bland. I think that's it though... Sorry this wasn't really what you asked for, but thank you for the question! ♥

*I just use the popular ship name, but I don't have any strong preferences when it comes to sexual dynamics so the name order isn't important to me — that goes for all the ships I like!

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #呪術廻戦 #satosugu #gojohime #sashisu #yuutafushi #sukufushi #ask fushiglow

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adelheidvonschicksal · 2 years

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Heyyy babe 💗✨ Since you were so sweet and offered to write something for me, I'd like to request a birthday fic 😘 Something fluffy where the reader is in a poly-relationship with Yuuji and Megumi (that's your chance to write a bit Itafushi 😘) and it’s reader’s birthday. The boys make sure she has an amazing day and are overall real sweethearts 😭💗 It can be sexy too of course, but doesn't have to 💗

I know you and I both have our birthdays in December, so take your time! It would be super sweet to have this as some kind of bday present 😍💗 Thank you so much, love youuu 😘💗

Heyyy, just popping in to answer this! Sorry it's been months, I just fell out of writing but I felt bad leaving this here since you made me one :| Alas, here you go <3

Title: Rest and Relaxation

Pairing: Itadori x F!Reader x Fushiguro

Content Warning: PWP!Smut, vanilla, oral fem receiving

You never ask for much from your boyfriends. It’s something you sometimes regret when the nights get too lonely. Every rustle outside would have you watching the door anxious for one of your lovers to return from their mission. You were left with disappointment when you realized it was nothing but the wind scourging the leaves.

Days could easily turn into weeks that you would go without seeing one or both of them except in passing, but it’s nothing you could bring yourself to blame on each other. Ever since the balance between curses and sorcerers reversed, missions had become much harder, deadlier, which often ended with you dragging a limp Megumi, dripping with blood from head to toe, and an emotionally drained Yuji back to school. Sometimes those missions were the most time all three of you spent together. Not exactly the most romantic of outings but you count it a blessing every time you all came home safe and sound.

Thus, when your birthday comes around the corner, happily marked with glittered marker on your calendar, you don’t expect anything more than a card. Flowers, if you’re lucky.

But when your boyfriends come to you, demanding for you to blindfold yourself and follow along with them, your heart starts to expand with a warm fuzziness that fluffs and sticks in your chest like fresh cotton candy.

A small part of you says not to let your thoughts run wild, not to get your hopes up too much, as you begin to question what’s in store for you. “A surprise party?” you think.

Your rapidly pacing imagination is brought back to reality by a strong hand wrapping around yours. Immediately, you know it has to be Itadori threading your fingers. Megumi didn’t have nearly as many scars running across his knuckles. It had been so long since you’ve held hands with him you’d nearly forgotten how big his hand is, powerful, made for strength and cracking over skin and with the scars to prove it, but also gentle and warm when the two of you are together, and it makes your squeeze the smallest bit tighter as the scent of freshly cut grass hits your nose and the warmth of fading sunlight dances along your arms. “Are we leaving campus?”

Eventually, you come to a stop; and thanks to your muted sight, it’s easy to focus on the fleeting sounds of whispered conversation reaching your ears.

“I can’t believe Gojo let you use his car,” and you note by the excited voice that it’s definitely Itadori speaking, “let me drive.”

No is the immediate answer, one that makes you chuckle at the whine it gets from Itadori.

“Wha—why not?”

“Do you need me to remind you what happened last time?”

A speck of merriment sparks in your voice as you gently scold Megumi, “Be nice.”

“I am being nice.”

Arm steadied at your waist, Itadori helps you find the edge of the backseat and crosses the seatbelt over your chest before taking up the seat beside you.

An hour into your travel, your curiosity overtakes your patience. The chill radiating off the backseat window alerts you to how late it must have gotten, and you lean forward towards the driver’s seat.

“Where are we going? It feels like we’ve been driving a really long time.”

Your question is met with resistance from your driver. “You’ll see.”

Refusing to give up, you try to recall all the turns you’ve made and the number of songs you listened to on the radio in a feeble attempt to figure out where you were. “Are we going to the shopping district?”

“No.”

“The boardwalk?”

“Not even close.”

Sighing, you tilt your head to the window and begin to pick at the dark cloth over your face. You’re sure a quick look wouldn’t hurt your surprise.

“No peeking.”

At Megumi’s warning, you place your blindfold back on properly as you realize you aren’t going to get anything from him, so you turn your focus on the warm body taking up space next to you.

You crane your neck until your head meets with a broad shoulder then you tilt your focus upward. You would’ve batted your eyes if he could see it. Alas, the best you could muster is a pout. “Yuji,” you sweetly coo.

“Nu-uh.”

“Oh? Megumi had him trained well this time,” you think.

You stretch your hand towards him, missing twice before finding the familiar tresses of his uniform cuff, firm and pressed. The golden buckle adorned on it cools your thumb as you glance over it. Then, you draw your focus elsewhere until you finally received a whine that indicated you reached your destination.

How could you only now notice how thick his thighs had gotten over the years as you grasp and invade inward until you reached something else whole, solid.

“Please, you can tell me.”

You hear the first of his resolve cracking. “Well, I mean,” he stammers, keening as you palm him through his pants. “It’s somewhere we haven’t been in a whi-ah!”

You barely contain your laughter.

“M-Megumi, a little help here?”

“If you tell her, don’t think I’ll hesitate to leave you on the side of the road.” It’s an empty threat—the one thing Megumi never seems to run out of—but it’s enough to make Itadori whine, bite down on his bottom lip roughly, and tap his foot to keep from grinding his hardening cock up into your hand.

The sound of him swallowing down his own spit is audible, and it makes you practically purr. “She isn’t making it fair.”

“Then, move over.”

Itadori does just that, scooting out of your immediate reach. You stretch in attempts to find him again only for him to grab your hand and follow up with a playful “Cut it out”.

You playfully scoff at him. “Come on, everyone’s doing it.”

“No means no.”

“Boo.”

When you arrive at your destination, you’re feeling surprisingly normal in a good way you can’t describe. Maybe it’s the warm light of the building peeking under the slip of your blindfold (you honestly had no idea how Gojo dealt with this thing in the way all day). Or maybe it’s how right now you can squeeze your fingers into the junction of Itadori’s hand and hook your pinky in a lock with Megumi’s as they guide you down the hall. There’re no orders, no missions, no hospital visits. The only thing to worry about is making sure your steps are steady and trying not to listen to any other voices around you, so as to not ruin your surprise.

“You’re going to step through a door. Be careful there’s a small drop.”

You follow the directions given to you, stepping carefully inside. It’s a bit quieter in this room especially when you hear the door clicking to block out the outside world.

“Alright. You can take it off.”

Megumi didn’t have to tell you twice.

Your eyes open to the orange glow of lights, natural wood, and tawny squares of delicate yet firm tatami mats in front of you. Various pieces of traditional painting and minimalist decorations but it’s the splash of purple color in the form of your favorite flowers on the corner table that occupies your attention as you slip off your shoes and excitedly explore your room further.

It’s been over three years since you visited a ryokan and had the fresh scent of igusa tingling your nose. It wasn’t nearly as pretty as this, but you distinctly recall the memory of fingers treading down your back, the pattering of your heartbeat in your ears, and the disgusted noise Nobara made when you told her you lost your virginity and had a threesome for the first time when you inelegantly snuck your way back to your shared inn room.

That’s when your eyes are drawn to the glass pane doors in the main room. You step outside to gaze at the view of the garden to the right of your room before turning left. Your eyes light up and judging by your scream Itadori and Fushiguro know you must have finally noticed.

“We got a private onsen! It’s open air!”

Softly, you feel someone grasp your shoulders and Itadori’s smooth voice in your ears. “This is yours, well ours, for the weekend.”

You weren’t expecting anything like a weekend getaway. They must have had this place booked months out to get a private bath, one surrounded by the woods and frosted with the light sprinkling of snowflakes.

“What about work? It’s the busy season, you know.”

“We got it covered,” Megumi reassures you as you follow them back up the small walkway and back into your shared living space.

“Ah, I didn’t bring anything to wear,” you realize, not having expected this trip to be more than the evening but then Megumi points the closet out to you, the one where the inns normally kept yukata for their guests.

Inside, bags and bags of clothes. Some you’ve been window shopping on your computer for or simply pointed out that you liked on the rare occasions that you all went out together.

You grab onto the soft material of the dress you’d pulled out, squeezing it to your chest with a sniffle. It sparks a worry in your lovers. Megumi knows they didn’t always get it right, but he thought this would have been something that would bring a smile to your face.

“(y/n), are you…are you okay?” Itadori asks.

“Mmmhmm,” you sniffle softly. “I’m just really happy.”

Yuji laughs at you, that same sweet and endearing one that made you fall for him, and Megumi joins along with a visible smile.

“Happy birthday, (y/n).”

Pink candles. Of course, it’s pink.

It must have been Yuji’s idea to bring them because they’re such a garish neon that you doubt Megumi would have ever thought to buy them and line the rocky perimeter of the onsen with them. Hell, he’d probably wince at the mere sight of the color in the store. But for you, the color brings you back to memories of your first outing with your classmates. Itadori with bright pink glasses on his face and a strawberry crepe in his hand, and Megumi looking as if he’d rather be anywhere than near the spectacle. It’s amazing that it was only a few short years ago you all were first years. A lot has happened since then, some things you prefer not to remember, but you’re happy it led up to this moment, relaxing in the bath together, stomachs full of dinner, and the peace of the outdoors surrounding you.

At least mostly peace as Itadori scoops you back into his lap, halting your wiggling. He can’t keep his lips off the curve of your back, which makes you squirm as he traces your shoulders.

He fawns over you, hands running over the small little cuts on your arms accumulated over the years, the minerals from the water doing their job in rehydrating your skin, “your skin looks so smooth.”

“Is that you saying you’re ready to fund my new spa and shop housewife lifestyle?”

“You wish. We always get in trouble without you around,” Itadori murmurs in your ear, “besides you look hot in a different way when you’re fighting.”

The muscles holding you to him close in tighter around your waist. It tingles as his hands scope over your thighs, pinching to love on the velvety skin in his grasps.

“You’re being really inappropriate, we’re guests here,” you remind him. Itadori isn’t going to stop from such a weak scolding though, which you didn’t have any intention to stop him to begin with. His fingers feel too satisfying skimming between your thighs, and the water stirs from his motions, building more anticipation inside of you. The hot water makes you more aware of his presence and the way your skin sticks and conforms to his chest or maybe it’s how he’s unapologetically pressing his hardened cock against your lower back.

“What else am I supposed to do when you’re naked right in front of me?”

You open your mouth to tease him, but you’re interrupted by the masculine voice opposite of you.

“You could consider it revenge for what she did earlier.”

Your entire body tenses at the suggestion as your attention is drawn to the lazy smirk appearing on Megumi’s face. You throw him a pout, as if you haven’t noticed those dark eyes fixated on you the entire time behind sodden, drooping spikes of black hair.

“Mm…you’re right,” Itadori agrees. He cups your chin, tilting your head so he can gently nip at the nape of your neck. “He should help instead.” You don’t know if it’s the cold air or the tone of his voice that makes you shiver. Probably both. But you knew Megumi prefers to watch, curate even, so it comes as a surprise when he agrees.

“If you insist.”

As Megumi gets closer, you don’t break eye contact, not even blinking until his lips are on yours, shifting warmly in a desperate sort of craving. You’re in no particular hurry to move away from his attention nor deny the strength of his tongue prying your lips apart and refamiliarizing itself to the shape of your mouth. Megumi cups the back of your head to wrench you in deeper and kiss you harder.

When you separated, he leans in to kiss your forehead before deciding to give Itadori a taste of what the two of you shared. Your breath fans against his chest as your nose presses between his pectorals. The movement of your body is on autopilot even after all this time spent separated. You slide your hands up his chest, around the back of his neck, squeezing yourself up and layering his neck with kisses. You plant your lips firm, parting with a rough kiss that leads to you nibble, the scent wafting from him coaxing you to suck on his neck.

The lower you go, the more kisses against his collar, the more swipes of your pink tongue across his smooth nipples, the more he groans from his throat, the sound stuttering and echoing in Itadori’s mouth.

There’s a grumble against your back, building into a soft growl. You peek up into dark blue, darkened to black as Megumi tugs on your hips. By the shoulders, you pull Megumi back down against you at the perfect angle where you’re comfortably cozied between their two hard bodies. Your permanent home. And in the water, you feel relaxed and dizzy, and exhilarated with every touch to your soaked body that you don’t even mind being stuck between them or when they decide to change up position.

Itadori slides from under you, switching your positions so you’re separated from Megumi and pushed up against the wall of the bath. He connects his mouth to yours with no hesitation, swooping his tongue in your mouth. His palms soak in the curves of your body. He must’ve been impatient to have better access to you because he practically bruises your skin at the way he sinks into the chub of your thighs until he starts massaging your ass.

Itadori lifts you up enough to suck at your water-slicked nipples. Back arched and hand brushing into pink hair, you hold him closer to your chest, squirming as he suckles and circles with his tongue until your nipple beads in his mouth. His eyes light up at your eagerness as you toss your head back and moan with each stroke of his deft tongue. His voice is muffled against your skin, but you can clearly make it out. “Wanna make you cum,” he growls and zones in on the quickest way he knows to get you to that high. You follow his lead, squeezing onto his cock as he strokes between your lips and flicks and strokes your clit.

You have to consciously slow your pace to reclaim your normal stride from all the quickies you’ve been forced to take over the last few months, but it’s difficult to slow your pump hand when it’s felt like forever since you’ve properly touched him or been touched.

But even if you make him cum with only this, Itadori could easily regain himself. His stamina and adrenaline aren’t only saved for battle, and a second or third round was never out of the question, and with Megumi helping, you had no doubt that it’d end up being a long night if you truly wanted, and the way Itadori’s fingers were stroking and stretching your insides, you definitely wanted. Your only regret would be for whoever would have to clean up after you, but that was better saved for thinking about after your trip when your body wasn’t shuddering in Itadori’s strong grasp, and you weren’t panting into each other’s ear like exhausted animals.

Even as you come down from your high, you can’t stop yourself from shaking, and you snivel loudly as your chest fills with air so cold it feels like ice. Only now do you notice how cold you actually are.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s getting cold,” you answer.

It’s Megumi who offers the obvious solution. “Let’s go inside.”

Back against the soft plush of the futon, you stare up towards the ceiling, only to have it blocked out by Megumi hovering above you. His dark hair is still dripping with beads of water that cascades over your cheeks. His fingertips hold steady at your navel, gently brushing at the chill on your skin. However, his touch only re-stirred the yearning in your stomach.

“Still cold? We’ll warm you up.”

His hands wander over you, following from your engorged chest to your quivering legs. Your eyes drift, taking in the sight of him dripping with water, and you shudder with anticipation at the sight of his pulsing cock. You never quite found that focused, tense stare of his more attractive than when he’s looming over you, and his tongue glances over his upper lip as he drinks the sight of you in.

That look tells you exactly what he’s going to do next as he spreads your legs wider and lays his stunning face between your thighs. He already knew where to go for your pleasure, lapping his tongue over your slip without reservations. Slowly, he slides his fingers into you, watching lustfully at the wetness accumulating on his skin every time he thrusts and curls his slender digits into you.

Your purrs encourage him to pointedly stroke and suck at the bead of pleasure centered at the top, but your cry is swiftly swallowed by Itadori. He gropes your breasts while his fingers pinch and prod, running over your peaks until they harden. You break off the kiss, allowing your soft pleas to draw out from your throat as Megumi plots out your innermost being before breaking it all too fast.

Megumi gives Itadori a quick warning to move over before he hooks your legs in his arms.

“Megumi,” you whimper, feeling a bit dizzy as he turns you over onto your hands and knees. You almost whine out his name again, but it’s broken as he squeezes your ass and presses his face to your leaking cunt.

Your eyes trail to Itadori, face half flushed and a hand covering it but the lustful gaze in his eyes as he listens to the sultry breaths leaving your lips gives him straight away. You wrap your hand to the back of his knee, urging him next to you. He’s already halfway to solid again, and you can’t resist muffling yourself with his cock and sinking your mouth over him.

It wasn’t long before you had the familiar sensation of Megumi pressing his cock against your cunt, and your body relaxes and accommodates the stretch of his cock inside of you as Itadori gripped at your hair impatiently.

You missed this feeling—the feeling of Megumi gripping your skin, digging into your hips as he thrusts into you in smooth, rhythmic motions, and Itadori stroking against your tongue, sealing his taste in your mouth as you can barely catch glimpses of him with bleary eyes, watering from the pressure at both ends.

And Itadori moans so prettily as he drags back against your throat, so much that you can feel your walls flutter and you cum gush from the sound alone until you’re barely able to keep yourself up from the heaviness of pleasure coursing in your veins and the twitchiness in your legs.

Your mind goes hazy, and you’re not sure who finishes first in all the haze. You only realize that by the end of it that you feel unbelievably warm inside and out, and your thighs are wet with your and Megumi’s mixed fluids and your lips are stained with Itadori’s cum. You barely find the energy to turn back over as you sniffle from the ache between your legs.

The room smells like musk and sex, and there’s a soft rasp from Itadori as he strokes the remains of stiffness from his cock. And you’re only vaguely aware of Megumi shifting to pull away from you and find a more comfortable position at your side, close enough to drag his lips over your temple.

Everything culminates into a familiarly satisfying filling, only enhanced when you realize that the three of you will actually be able to spend a night in bed together. Fighting back a tired sigh, you settle between the two of them, realizing that all three of you might need more rest than you thought after such a long work period.

Itadori already drapes his arm over you, finding the most comfortable spot against your body to rest his head, never seeming to get enough of being able to touch you.

Megumi is the only one to get up from the tired pile of tangled bodies. Probably to piss, you think as you watch him head to the bathroom. He returns with a cloth in hand and sits back down next to you.

“Here,” he murmurs, hand drawing between your legs to wipe away the last of his cum from your legs, delicate and slow as his head presses against your shoulder so he can easily watch every move that has you mumbling quiet thanks.

It’s not even 30 minutes later, and Itadori has already fallen asleep, his head snuggled against your chest, arm slung lazily across your stomach with a peaceful look on his face. His snoring is slightly too loud in the quiet of the room. His hair is soft though, perfect to run your fingers through.

Megumi is curled on his side, face facing yours, his eyes fluttering in failed attempts to go to sleep, and his feet nudging you with cold when they occasionally cross the gap between you.

“Having trouble sleeping?” you ask.

“Mm…just thinking,” he answers.

“About what?” you whisper in an attempt to not wake the man sleeping so soundly against you.

“About how long until we can do something like this again,” he answers. You understand exactly what he means. You didn’t want to have to return back to work after all this.

“Well, your birthday is next, isn’t it?” you answer with a hopeful smile. “Maybe we can set you up with a spa day, too. Get your nails done.”

“You better not,” he grumpily mumbles. “I hate those places.” The only time he was fond of anyone touching them was when you or Itadori would grab onto him or when he had his fingers coaxing you open or wrapped around Itadori’s cock until he got one of you to whine like a good puppy.

And it makes you antsy to wonder if you’d be able to continue where you left off in the morning. Until then, you wanted to spend just a little longer enjoying each other just a little longer before bed.

“Megumi,” you call out, beckoning for his attention as you stretch out to him, “You’re too far away.”

He hesitates for a moment before shuffling closer to you. “Do you want it like this?” he asks as he slides an arm under your head so you can lean into him.

“Mhm. This is perfect,” you whisper, lulling yourself to sleep to the rhythm of Megumi’s heart and the warmth of Itadori’s body against yours.

#jjk x reader #megumi x reader x yuuji #megumi x reader #itadori x reader #jjk smut #notsfw #fushiguro x reader #yuuji x reader #megumi smut #yuji smut #winter ❄️

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yutaleks · 2 months

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to the anon that mentioned poly itafushi: BOY do i have a fic for you! i did not write it but it's "to hold and be held" on ao3. megumi has hanahaki disease in it. i've read it like 10 times at LEAST i cannot get enough of it fr

CIELO !!!!

LEMME GO READ IT LATER TONIGHT :3

#ϟ asking aleksandria

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11queensupreme11 · 7 months

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I've been thinking about the poly dynamics for arsenic blues and how it's probably different from itafushi. The ask you answered came at the right time and since you confirmed that in arsenic blues poseidon, hades and beelzebub are straight and apollo is bi, am i right to say that the poly couple would be more... transactional?👀👀 from your answers it looks like they're just waiting to stab each other in the back 👀

YEAH LMAO

if you go to the ao3 version, you'll see "beelzebub/apollo" and "beelzebub/percy/apollo" as one of the tags, but it won't be the cute "uwu lgbtq and poly rep!!!" you'll get from tsunami. it will be very... .different.....

#👸🏻| asks #👸🏻| arsenic blues

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missingn000 · 1 year

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itafushikugi for ship bingo? :) oooo miwa/mechamaru too

itafushikugi

it's a cute ship!! i'm not super into poly ships, but this is the one poly ship i've read a fic or two about. i love their trio dynamic mostly as friends, because i'm a pretty diehard itafushi and nobamaki shipper, but i can see the appeal of itfskg and have nothing against it

mechamiwa

WAHHH THEY DESERVED BETTER...i feel like mechamaru's death is barely ever discussed or addressed in canon? mainly because i feel like most of the kyoto kids got pushed to the wayside...oh well. i think they're so adorable together and though i wouldn't actively read any fics about them, i'd love them as a side pairing and think it's a great almost-canon ship

from ship bingo!

#thanks for asking!!

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kemakoshume · 3 years

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𝚂𝚄𝙶𝙰𝚁 𝚁𝚄𝚂𝙷 (𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛) — tw: drugs, threesome ✼:♡*ﾟ✿

~ [for the "The More The Merrier" collab by the amazing, talented, wonderful @sinnerofthewalls] ~

a/n; no thoughts, 2:30 am, head empty. itafushi brainrot in full effect. speedran and wrote this all in one go [2.7k words]— written to this song ~

warnings/info: fem!reader (coded physically to be black but idc what you imagine, just don't be a dick about it), dwugs, sex on the drugs, safe drug-use etiquette, threesome, oral, p in v sex. boys kissin boys, friends being pals (basically a budding poly relationship sorta thing). not dc IMO but im adding my dc tag too anyway —tags: @anime-central @cursedarchiveblog— don't do drugs, this is an unrealistic work of fiction lmao. drugs are not worth the irl drama or turmoil ~

Currently having nonstop thoughts about having a threesome with Megumi and Yuuji while you’re all hyped up on cocaine.

After a long night out partying, you can't help but feel relief once you stumble into your shared apartment with your best friends, letting them follow you into your bedroom despite both of them also having rooms in your place. You can't even make it to the bed, instead choosing to fall straight onto your bedroom floor with the two handsome men alongside you.

Megumi would be saying something, griping about how his head is swimming a bit still because he might have drunk just a touch too much, while Yuuji would be rolling around, threading his fingers through the shaggy material of your large area rug, as bouncy and cheerful as ever.

You don't know why you said yes tonight when a girl in the nightclub toilets offered you a little dime-sized baggie, saying that she'd had way too much already, but you did. The contents were smooth and white and enticing enough to make your mouth drip wet with saliva at the sight. She'd gifted you pure ecstasy in a plastic pouch. What kind of person would you be if you said no?

The guys both blink at you like you had spontaneously grown a third head when you crack open your phone case, fishing out the little baggie from between the case and your cell.

You look between the two of them without explanation, reaching over Yuuji to grab your laptop from your nightstand that he's leaning against. You fish a credit card from the phone case wallet you took with you on nights like this where you didn't want to carry a purse, and you begin to break up the already pretty smooth powder into multiple lines.

"Is that what I think it is?” Megumi finally says, breaking the silence hanging over the room.

"If cocaine is what you think it is then, yeah. I'm pretty sure it's what you think it is," Yuuji replied back, scooting closer to you to watch what you're doing from up close.

You lean over him again, reaching into the deep recesses of your middle drawer to get your mini testing kit for the drug, making quick work of mixing a tiny section of the powder with the testing solution to make sure it is what the girl told you it was.

You always said you never really wanting to die alone if you could help it, but dying of a preventable overdose in your college apartment, and bringing your two best friends down with you too? Yeah, no. That wasn't a plan you had in mind.

So when the little liquid turns green and only green, matching the guide that directed you on what drugs turn the solution which color, you know you're in the clear.

"It's good," you announce, breaking the remaining powder down into lines.

The two boys look over at each other then at you, when suddenly Yuuji reaches down into his pocket, fishing out a dollar and handing it over to you.

"Thank you baby. Don't worry, you two don't have to if you don't want to. More for me," is all you say before dipping down to sniff up the white powder off the surface of your laptop case. You do so without a flinch, throwing your head back once you feel the drip begin to flow down your throat.

You see them knock their knees against each other, small smiles creeping onto their faces.

"Ah, what the hell. Worst it'll do is sober me up, best it'll do is get me high," Megumi says, plucking the rolled-up dollar from your hand so he can inhale a line for himself.

Yuuji follows suit, taking a line and a half all in one go.

You all take deep breaths, relaxing onto the carpet as you let the high creep in, since the buzz did come on quickly and rather strong.

"Oh fuck," Yuuji groans, letting his head loll back and he feels the drug begin to rush to his brain, "God that's good shit. Where'd you get this?"

You giggle, letting your eyes close as you lean back on your forearms, just... feeling it as you repeat the story back to him.

"Random bathroom girl. Too high, gave me the rest of her drugs for free. Blah blah blah."

Megumi chuckles to himself. About what, you aren't sure, and you're a little afraid to open your eyes at the moment to find out. Everything will be off-kilter and moving a bit too fast once you do, and you need one more moment of peace in the darkness behind your eyes before you subject yourself to that.

You aren't actually sure how much time passes, but you can tell the other two have grown a touch antsy with the new stimulating substance flowing through them.

You can feel a hand lightly grip the exposed skin of your thigh. Your dress is short enough that while sitting down the way you are, you're sure the two men can see the pretty cotton fabric covering the surface of your sex.

You finally let your eyes open, taking in the sight of your two besties sitting right up against each other. Their faces are only a hair length apart, their noses basically Eskimo kissing.

"Fuck, you look so pretty right now," Yuuji said, staring deeply into Megumi's eyes as his thumb began to caress the skin of your upper thigh.

It's not unexpected when they lean into each other, kissing to distract one another from the nasty nasal drip that had already passed for you. Or, they were just kissing to kiss, no distraction needed. They'd done it before. Well, kissing that is, not this specific drug. At least not to your knowledge. Other drugs though? They'd definitely done, and it had almost always ended in kisses then too.

There was something so intoxicating about watching them together. Their kisses are soft and sweet despite how hard the lines of their bodies were. Sharp jaws, firm muscles, long limbs, but still so pretty together. You can't help your gasp when the two men let their tongues loll out to tangle together among the slickness of their spit, their bite swollen lips coming together to make the most beautiful sounds.

Yuuji moans into it, rubbing his free hand up the length of Megumi's stomach, pulling at his shirt.

"Off."

He then looks over at you as Megumi undresses, pulling you up and into his lap, between them, as he envelops your lips into a flurry of kisses.

"Fucking beautiful, both of you," he says between the kisses, holding you in his lap by placing his hands underneath your ass, grabbing as much as he can manage even with his large hands.

You feel Megumi slide up behind you, putting his body flush against your back and slotting his legs between Yuuji's so you're in both of their laps now, forcing Yuuji to move his hands up to rest against your thighs. Your hair is already up and out of the way in a mess of sweat-damp curls wrapped in a loose bun, but he still grabs your hair anyway, pulling your head back and away from Yuuji so it's resting on his shoulder.

The raven-haired man captures your lips in a kiss of his own, running one of his hands up your body from your waist until his hand is cupping your braless breast through the form-fitting fabric of your nightclub dress.

Yuuji is touching you too. Kissing your wrists as he makes his way up your arm, coming up until his face is right in front of both yours and Megumi's. He puckers his lips cutely, his doe-eyes full and expectant as he leans in more until he's breathing in all of your air.

"Jesus, so fucking needy," Megumi chuckles, grabbing his friend by the nape of his neck to pull him into the kiss. You all kiss back and forth, licking into each other's mouths and peppering kisses on any skin you can reach.

Yuuji takes off his shirt as well at one point, along with his pants, leaving him exposed in his snug forest green boxer briefs. His cock is hard and hung beneath the fabric and you can't help but gulp down your own spit at the sight of it. Who gave him the right to be physically jacked, with the sweetest personality you'd ever encountered, and have a huge dick?

It wasn't fair for one human to be that perfect.

It feels nice how warm to the touch he is as he rubs his body against yours. He supports your weight in his strong arms as Megumi lifts you to shimmy off his jeans as well, along with adjusting your bodies so that Megumi's back is supported on the frame of your bed. He groans into it when Yuuji sits you down to relax into his lap again, and you begin to absentmindedly grind against his length.

"You're both so hot right now, fuck," Yuuji moaned, sliding his hands up from the bottom of your dress, pulling it up until the relatively thin fabric is bunched up around your waist.

Megumi runs his hands along the lines of your shoulders, using his thumbs to pull down the straps until the top of your dress is also wrapped around your waist, exposing your breasts.

Yuuji slides out from under your legs, sliding his body backward until he's laying down on his stomach. He fumbles around with his hands, smacking at the surface of your bed until he feels the pillows hit his palm that he was looking for. He slides one under his stomach so he can lay comfortably, while he slides the other beneath your ass where you're hanging out of Megumi's lap a little.

"Before I begin my feast, would anyone else like another line?" he says, sliding the cocaine-dusted laptop over to where you're sitting on the clean surface of your vacuum-abused bedroom rug.

He uses your card to make three more lines, smaller than the first few but still hefty in their own right. He cranes down his neck to take up a line, pinching his nostrils closed as he leans his head back once the drip starts up again.

He hands you the laptop, letting you take your own line in with ease. Megumi has his arms wrapped around your breasts, only removing one of them to lean down around your shoulder, pressing his face against your neck to take his own line. He presses his finger against the laptop cover, collecting the last few morsels of the drug. Then he pushes his finger into your mouth, dragging the digit across your gums until you can no longer feel your own teeth.

He removes his finger once he sees a smile cross your face. You can see the numbness, the tingles, the ecstasy... all of it begin to cross both of their faces again as well. Yuuji's laughing, and now so is Megumi, so of course, you start too. Everything just feels so fucking good. It's impossible not to.

"God," you moan, the dopamine firing off at insane rates in your brain, "I need you. I don't care who, I just need someone in me. Fuck, I could cum just from your fingers at this point."

You're reaching your hand up to caress the side of Megumi's face, and he kisses the back of your hand.

Yuuji grabs a water bottle from somewhere, probably your dresser, and chugs it. He swishes the water around in his mouth for a moment before swallowing, trying to get the remnants of the drug out from his mouth before he goes down on you. Numbing up your clit by accident didn't sound like a good time.

"Hold her open for me Fushiguro," Yuuji said, reaching forward to pull you down further on the pillow.

Megumi had a pillow slid behind his back as well, so it's simple when he grabs your legs, sliding his own body down just a touch so that he can hold you open for Yuuji easily.

To be frank, it's almost embarrassing how fast you're cumming once Yuuji gets his mouth on you.

You're extremely aware of Megumi's presence holding you steady, and Yuuji tearing you apart. Megumi's hands are busy tweaking your pretty pebbled nipples while his mouth sucks and licks at the sensitive skin below your ear. While Yuuji's tongue is busy licking at your cunt. He's firm and precise in where he chooses to lick at your folds. Your clit was overly sensitive in the best way with the hum of the drugs flowing through your veins, making everything more sensitive. But when he starts fucking into you with his long tongue, using his thumb to swirl across the surface of your clit? Oh, you're a fucking goner.

"Aw, Yuuji, you're making our princess squirt already. Haven't even fucked you yet and you're making such a big mess on the new rug," Megumi teased, kissing at your neck as your back arched off of the man's torso.

You could feel the flood of liquid coming from your sex when you came, and it was indeed making a mess. All over the floor, all over your thighs, and all over Yuuji's face.

It shouldn't make you smile as hard as it does when he comes up for air, his face drenched in your slick, with the goofiest smile across his face once he realizes how good he made you feel.

"I've never seen her do that before. Gotta say, I think I'm a fan," he says matter-of-factly, coming up between your legs to kiss at your lower belly.

"Fucking idiot," you giggle, smacking the top of his head softly.

You're thrown back into the deliriousness of pleasure when Megumi snakes a hand up your body, coming up to wrap his hand firmly around your throat.

"Don't get too relaxed baby girl. We have so much more to do."

So, yeah, you end up fucking like little rabbits the rest of the night, even once the coke has eventually started to wear off.

The ecstasy surged through every neuron firing off in your brain, down through all the nerves in your body for the first two or so rounds that you had sex. Megumi fucked into you at a punishing pace as Yuuji lets his cock slide along your folds. He rubbed up against you that way until you came for them again, clenching around Megumi so well that he came inside you, filling you to the brim with his cum.

In the next round, Yuuji takes you from behind, fucking you like you were molded for his cock while Megumi lets you lean into him for support, kissing you as you took Yuuji's dick until you came around him as well. He was too big and his dick curved just the right way and you can't help it when you end up crying, yelling out in ecstasy as they both work in tandem to rip the third orgasm from you that night.

The last two rounds are all about you. How many times they can make you cum? Who can give you the strongest orgasm? All the while, the two boys are also touching each other. Kissing and caressing and milking each other for orgasms as well when their refractory periods are over and they're ready to go again.

It feels like a lifetime has passed when you see the faint beginnings of overcast daylight breaking through your windows. You're finally all tucked into bed. Begrudgingly clean since Megumi had forced you all up and into the shower for a lazy cleaning after all the excitement. Though, you can't complain too much. Not when you got to be cleaned and kissed and adorned by the two men as they showered you, and not when you got to watch as they kissed and took care of each other.

The comedown would be a bitch to deal with the next day. You can feel it coming on already. The frazzling in your nerves, the fog coming in to muddle your brain and make you feel as grey as the incoming cloudy sky, but that's okay. The morning would come with take-out breakfast and cuddles and comforting kisses. How could you not see the bright side in that?

sooooo... what'd you think? lmk lmao. when i say i speedran this shit i mean i just finished writing and crossposting this and it's only 4:30 am. it was supposed to be a drabble but come on... my drabbles lately are never drabbles. oh but speaking of crossposting, this is also posted on ao3: here. i crosspost just in case something happens to this acct so go bookmark it if you want it just in case || taglist request || ~

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itadores · 3 years

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movie night.

➼ note: i love them so much

➼ pairing: fushiguro megumi x gn!reader x itadori yuuji

➼ word count: 1.1k

➼ genre/warnings: fluff, polyamorous relationships, not proof-read....

To be truthful, you are not really paying attention to the TV show playing on the screen right now, half-heartedly at best. Though if Yuuji were to ask, you might fib a little bit and tell him you are. It is the fourth (or fifth?) episode of an old TV show that Yuuji really likes: one that neither you nor Megumi was familiar with when Yuuji first brought it up in conversation. When Yuuji heard that neither of you knew of the show and how good it was, he sought to remedy that situation as quickly as possible.

He proclaimed that an “emergency” movie night was in order. You laughed at how seriously Yuuji said it while Megumi deadpanned at Yuuji’s dramatics. You didn’t see an issue with a movie night at all. It was already late in the afternoon, and none of you had classes nor missions to worry about waking up early for the next day. It’s also been some time since the three of you have had a chance to relax all together. Though you see each other daily, participating in classes, training, and missions is completely different than simply enjoying each other’s company.

Without much thought, you easily agreed to Yuuji’s idea. After hesitating for a few moments, Megumi acquiesced. (Yuuji and you know he would have agreed anyway.) You decided that your room was probably the best place to host a movie night since you had the most pillows and blankets on hand. You left the common room, where you were lounging around, to go off to your respective dorms before meeting up at yours later.

You’re quick to grab your extra blankets and pillows from where you store them in your closet, tossing them into a pile on your bed after you’ve gathered them. You take some time to tidy your room, picking up and disposing of trash into the waste bin by your nightstand and straightening out some loose-leaf papers scattered across the surface of your desk.

Since you’re still dressed in your uniform, you sift through your closet before grabbing a pair of athletic shorts and a sweatshirt that you stole from Yuuji and quickly change. As you’re slipping the sweatshirt over your head, you hear a loud knock on your door.

“It’s unlocked," you call out. You pull the sweatshirt down the length of your torso and turn around to face Megumi and Yuuji, who are shuffling in through your door together. Similar to you, each of them has changed out of their uniforms and into more casual and comfortable clothing.

"You guys are going to love this show," Yuuji promises, flopping face down onto your bed with a thud. The pile of pillows and blankets bounce, and the bowl of popcorn in his hand jostles, a few pieces managing to fly out of the container.

"Be careful, Yuuji. You're going to make a mess on the bed," Megumi comments. He carefully picks up the stray kernels that had fallen out of the bowl as Yuuji pushes himself up into a sitting position. He wrinkles his nose when Yuuji opens his mouth wide, urging Megumi to feed him the popcorn. Megumi pulls a face but drops the kernels into Yuuji's awaiting mouth.

"Thanks, Gumi," Yuuji says, beaming. His Adam's apple bobs as he chews and swallows, finishing off the popcorn that had fallen onto your bed.

"Shut up," Megumi mutters, looking away.

On the far side of your bed, where you've made yourself comfortable, you giggle to yourself, recognizing the slow heat crawling up Megumi's neck. It's genuinely so cute how he still gets so flustered around the two of you sometimes, despite how long you all have been together. At the sound of your amusement, Megumi shoots a glare your way before settling down onto the bed beside Yuuji.

“I set up the tv already, so we can start watching whenever you guys are ready to,” you chirp. The bowl of popcorn hovers over Yuuji’s lap as you grab one of the blankets on your bed and open it up to spread it over all of you.

“You’re so prepared for everything,” Yuuji says while handing the bowl off to Megumi to grab the remote and click play on the tv series he’s so intent on showing you two. You quietly snort at the praise. You’re really not, but you won’t refute Yuuji on the matter. If you try to argue with him, he’ll pause the show to list all the reasons why he’s right. Really, quite endearing and sweet of him.

You hum in agreement and move past Yuuji’s comment, choosing to snuggle into his side. He automatically wraps an arm around your shoulder as you press your face into his chest. Yuuji runs pretty warm most of the time, designating him as the personal space heater for you and Megumi to latch onto when it’s cold.

Megumi follows your lead and leans his head against Yuuji’s shoulder. His cheeks color the slightest bit when Yuuji absentmindedly presses a quick kiss to the side of his head. He drapes his arm over Yuuji’s lap, plopping the bowl of popcorn to rest on top of Yuuji’s legs, so it’s easily accessible for everyone. The three of you quiet down as the intro sequence of the show begins to play across the screen.

You mindlessly snack on the popcorn throughout the first episode. It’s pretty slow, but the premise of the show seems interesting enough. You can see why Yuuji is so fond of it. Your attention begins to wane as the credits for the third episode roll across the screen. Your eyes wander away from the tv and onto the boys next to you.

Yuuji is enraptured by the show, his eyes gleaming with enjoyment as the lights from the tv screen flicker across his face. His mouth moves and you think you can hear him mutter something like so cool under his breath. What a dork.

Your gaze drifts to Megumi. He looks a little sleepy, his eyes are slightly lidded, and his body is completely lax against Yuuji’s, but he’s still paying attention to the show. He looks so cute tucked into Yuuji’s side, so soft when it’s only the three of you around.

As if he can feel you staring, Megumi turns his head slightly to look in your direction. He raises a questioning brow, but you just smile in response. Your hand resting in Yuuji’s lap brushes against Megumi’s knuckles. You nudge the side of his hand with your own, prompting him to flip his palm over for you. Fitting your fingers between his, you gently squeeze your joined hands. A content sigh slips past your lips when Megumi returns the gesture, softly squeezing your hand.

You press yourself closer to Yuuji, curling into his side even more. A small smile forms on your lips when he rests the side of his face against your head and presses a barely noticeable kiss to your hair. Surrounded by warmth and love, you let your eyes drift shut. Taking a little nap won’t hurt.

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk fluff #itadori x reader #fushiguro x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #fushiguro x reader x itadori #fushiguro megumi x reader x itadori yuuji #poly!itafushi #itafushi x reader #new.mail #from.jujutsu kaisen #love.fushiguro megumi #love.itadori yuuji

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