I Don’t Want To Keep Secrets Just To Keep You.

Dear (Your Name),

Have you ever feel like that you meant nothing?

Been through stress and anxiety?

Tanjirou will always remind you that you were born with a purpose. You might haven't find it yet but remember why you were born for. Was it Love? Education? Fun? Whatever it is, you have the choice to live what kind of life you want and Inosuke won't let you down! He will remind why you shouldn't be afraid, he will tell you to have confident and he completely understand your stress but you aren't alone anymore because he would do anything to get you back to your strong self again!

Feeling insecure about your appearance?

Think you don't have the ideal body?

Nezuko will still adore you for being you and she want you to embrace yourself, to love yourself just like how she always embrace you because she love you and Makomo will always tell you, the you right now is a little flower bud awaiting for your petals to blooms to reveal your true beauty to the world!

Having a sense of fear?

Feeling discourage by reality?

Zenitsu will still see you as someone who is strong and he understand you are afraid as much as he does, he want tell you that you will get even stronger when you try to overcome it because he believe in you that you can do it! Kyōjurō is always there to give his wise words to you, giving you the courage to live your life to the fullest because he know you give others another chance to move forward if you keep going!!

Don't feel you're important to someone?

Seeing yourself as a weakling?

Muichirou will happily remind you why you shouldn't think like that! He want you to know you have your own importance as well because he learn everyone has their own role in someone's life and you are the VIP in his! Shinobu doesn't take your weaknesses as a meaning of being weak but rather she see them as your strength and that's what made her admire you about!

Getting tired of being hurt by someone?

Feeling you aren't worth of fighting for?

Sabito will tell you that you didn't lose them but rather they lose you and that's the biggest mistake they ever made in their whole life! Don't bottle your feelings up and he will never leave you alone when you need help the most! Sanemi isn't the best with words but he show it through his actions and he will make sure you understand that you are indeed worthy of fighting for!

See yourself as a failure to someone?

That you don't deserve anything?

Genya doesn't see you that way! He learn that failure is another step to success and he want to help you to get back to your feets that failure isn't over yet, it's only the beginning of your success! Kanae will remind you why you deserve everything from the world around you because she know your actions will lead others to something beyond expectations, she doesn't want you to give up so early!

You don't deserve love?

Aren't worthy of being loved by someone?

Mitsuri will attack you with her affection in no time! She will make a list of things to why you deserve so much love! She will accept everything of you and she want you to accept everything of you as well! Obanai will remind you that you are worthy of being loved by someone because he love and know you as someone who has the power to be kind to others and that's why you deserves the praise for your good heart!

You don't think your flaws are acceptable?

Being different is not good for you?

Please remember Uzui is always there to remind you that you are absolutely flamboyant wonderful even with your flaws because what made you so special without them? Gyomei will keep telling you that being different is not a bad thing but rather a good one in fact because no one possess thr same abilities or disabilities as you do!

Feel like your voice don't matter to the world?

That all of your hard works are just a waste of space?

Kanao will always tell you that your voice does matter! Your voice might be silent by being overwhelmed of the world around you but it's doesn't mean your voice shouldn't be heard by the world so let your voice get louder and stronger for the world to know that you won't be silent no more! Aoi will always remind you that no matter how much you're afraid of losing something then keep working hard as long as you love what you're doing then nothing will come in your way as long as you keep trying!!

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pretty. || fushiguro megumi.

↠ pairing: fushiguro megumi x gn!reader

↠ words: 2.3k // warning: megumi melt mush prepare yourself

↠ synopsis: the three ways you find megumi pretty and the three ways you find out you like him and he likes you. (OR reader just staring at megumi’s eyelashes, hands, and mouth 🥹 and megumi going from 😐 to 😵‍💫🤭🫤)

↠ tags: fluff, v fluff, friends to lovers, mutual pining, slight crack at end

↠ a/n: (1) this fic is just me going on about how pretty megumi is sorry not sorry (2) i haven't written in a while/consistently hopefully this is coherent

fushiguro megumi is pretty.

pretty, pretty, pretty.

he is pretty in many and in all ways to you, but he is prettiest in three.

i. his hands are pretty.

the breeze that stirs the grass feels almost as light as your feet on the ground as you twist and turn to avoid being hit.

megumi is relentless with his attacks, and it is all you can do to avoid his shikigami. nue erupts into shadow just as you jump to attack it, and you land at megumi’s feet gracelessly, chin a millimeter from his boots and back hoisted into the air clumsily.

megumi’s brown boots recede from your vision and in their place appears his hand. for some reason, you stare.

well, no, not for some reason. megumi’s hands have always caught your eye. not in like a creepy, hand fetish kinky sort of way, but rather, because they look so contradictory to megumi as a whole. fushiguro megumi looks ot be anything but gentle, or careful, but his hands are exactly that. lithe fingers, soft nails, a considerate touch.

your eyes stray to his hands more than you would like. when he leans over to your desk and raps his knuckles on your table, signalling you to pay attention, you can’t help but think about how it would feel if those knuckles were trailing the skin of your cheek. when he waves you over, fingers swaying lightly, you can’t help but envision how his fingers would feel wrapped around your own. when he flicks yuuji’s forehead, fingers jutting out and retracting so fast you almost miss the movement, your mind can’t help but conjure up an image of megumi flicking those fingers in areas he maybe shouldn’t be flicking them in (okay so maybe you’re a little hand-kink-fetish-y but you blame it on the cursed energy constantly surrounding the school—hormones and feelings and pretty dark-haired boys have nothing to do with it).

megumi snaps his fingers in front of your face, and unfolds his hand. you grunt unintelligibly as you push yourself up and curl your fingers into your own. megumi pulls you up swiftly, and you only get to revel in the feel of his warm hand in yours before he yanks it away.

“why are you making a face like that?” megumi raises an eyebrow as you dust off your uniform, flicking away strands of wet grass and random clods of dirt.

“like what?”

“like the face todo makes when itadori runs away from him.”

“i am not making such a mopey face!”

“i’m literally looking at it right now. your face is all mushed up and your lips are pursed all weird.”

“fushiguro, you—!” you shove at his shoulder, and he catches your hand and does that weird curve of his lips that’s somewhere between a smirk and a smile, and your heart catapults in your chest, and oh no.

oh no is all you can think as megumi brings your hands down, letting go slowly.

oh no is all you can think as you start walking to school, warm digits brushing against your side.

oh no is all you can think as fushiguro megumi leads his way to the school and walks his way into your heart.

ii. his frown is pretty.

fushiguro megumi looks pretty when he smiles, but he looks prettier still when he frowns.

that’s what makes him special, you think, because he can make even a frown look as pretty as a smile.

maybe it’s that he’s always frowning a little, and maybe it’s because you like him, but his frown is just so pretty to you.

sometimes, you do things on purpose to make him frown.

when you hop on to yuuji’s back as yuuji jumps from tree to tree. a test of endurance, he calls it. megumi is on standby with nue in case the two of you fall and he frowns as you jump up onto yuuji and his arms come up under your legs. part of you hopes megumi is frowning because part of him is uncomfortable with yuuji carrying you like this (maybe jealous?), but part of you knows it is probably because the two of you are doing “dangerously stupid dumb shit,” as he put it. still, once you make it through in one piece, megumi tugs you a little farther away from yuuji and closer to him, and your heart does its catapulting again.

when gojo-sensei clowns around with you. which is almost always. you are the one who indulges him from time (he buys icecream after!!), and megumi hates it. gojo-sensei is always prattling on about something or the other, an arm swung around your shoulders as he guides you to the nearest konbini. he keeps on looking back though, and smirking, and you’re 99% sure it’s megumi because gojo-sensei loves to press his buttons. (you look behind once, quickly, and all you see are shadows like wild black strands.)

when you’re on missions and you always volunteer to go headfirst into danger, though megumi wants you to standby as support. it’s not that he knows you’re not capable (the incident when you moved into the dorms proves you more than fully competent). it’s that you know he only protects the people he cares about. and somewhere along the way, you had fallen into that category (the thought makes you warm). so you know why he wants you to stay behind. but you also make sure he knows why you can’t. because you also want to protect the people you love, and he is very securely in that list. and when you tell him this, not in those exact words, and he frowns and looks away, his nose red, tells you to stay near and stay safe, you think that’s when you realize how much you like fushiguro megumi.

iii. his eyelashes are pretty.

class with gojo-sensei is, quite frankly, a nightmare.

he’s all over the place, a twenty-eight year old bundle of boundless energy and annoying jokes. by the time class ends, you are too mentally exhausted with the chore of sifting important information from his rambling to think about anything other than the long, warm nap you’re going to take in the afternoon sun.

swinging the classroom door shut behind you, you yawn loudly as yuuji and nobara rumble past you. the latter is dragging the former down the hall, excitedly chattering about her next shopping conquests while yuuji throws out a confused or surprised “huh????” every two minutes.

you slog along behind them and just before they take a left to the exit, nobara elbows yuuji and both turn around and grin largely, holding their thumbs up.

you make your own “huh????” face and nobara snorts as yuuji clamps a hand over his mouth and they run off to the exit together, both chortling over something that will no doubt land you in trouble later on.

eyebrows twitching, feeling like an extremely large burden has settled itself on your shoulders, you trudge on, clueless to the hesitant footsteps that follow you.

having slept only four hours the night before (catching up to the attack on titan manga takes work!), your vision blurs as sleep-induced tears line your eyes. deciding to just push open the first door you see, you reason it should be fine since megumi is nowhere to be seen, nobara and yuuji are off planning your demise, gojo-sensei’s room is far away, and only first-years reside on this floor, so fuck it.

you ram your shoulder into the first door to your right, and the moment it swings open, you take two, three steps forward and promptly collapse on the bed.

and then you’re dead asleep, unaware of the the actual owner of the room standing behind you, red blanketing his cheeks.

when you wake up, the first thing you think is, oh my god wtf why does my bed smell so nice?

you’re lying on your front, hair covering your eyes so that all you can see is dark black and the white of the bed covers. and eyelashes, fluttering softly. they look pretty. and fluttery.

and wait, why can you see eyelashes? why are there eyelashes in your room?? eyelashes that definitely, probably aren’t yours??

you press two fingers to your eye roughly, wincing as you almost jab your eye, but no, yeah, your eyelashes are. right. there.

so what the hell are eyelashes doing near your bed??

if this is some weird sort of curse with pretty eyelashes, that is just wrong and it will die for daring to have eyelashes longer than yours.

you inch back slowly, lifting a hand to push your hair out of the way, careful not to disturb whatever thing is on your bed.

that thing, as your vision becomes unobstructed, turns out to be the prettiest human being you have ever laid eyes on.

fushiguro megumi’s head is somehow slanted across your bed, resting on one arm as the other dangles somewhere below the bed—in what looks to be a very uncomfortable position which means you should probably wake him (but not before taking a picture)—and he is sound asleep.

before you can melt into mush at the sight before you, a thought occurs.

what the hell is fushiguro megumi doing in your room??

a picture of two dogs catches your eye, and shock drums in your heart as you slowly observe your surroundings.

this is…not your room at all. this is megumi’s room! megumi’s bed??? megumi’s smell????

you feel like a fangirl embarrassingly, but you have quite literally died and gone to heaven.

you lie back down slowly, on your side, and close your eyes as you breathe in the clean, nice smell imbued in the bed covers. megumi’s smell.

megumi smells like the word “breeze.” he smells like cool mist and sun-soaked almonds and the faintest hints of wildflowers.

wistfully, you sigh and open your eyes.

megumi’s sleeping face greets you and a smile traces a path across your cheeks, unbidden.

megumi looks so soft. his eyelashes flutter against his cheekbones as he breathes quietly, and your heart thumps in quick succession.

the same softness you see in megumi’s face swirls up inside you. you want to hug him or see him smile or just curl your fingers in his.

you want to kiss that space where his eyelashes meet his cheek so badly.

and maybe it’s because you’re still drowsy from sleep, or drowsy on affection, but you place a hand near megumi’s, and lean forward and press a kiss as soft as the boy in front of you. one to his left cheekbone, and one to his right.

just as you’re drawing back, those eyelashes flit against skin and megumi’s eyes open.

he slides his eyes open so smoothly it’s like they’ve been open all this time.

navy blue pools.

your mind is blank, so blank, and all you can think is pretty, so pretty, i want to just hold him, i like him too much, i want to kiss him, he’s so cute, i wish we could stay like this.

“stay pretty.”

the minute you realize what you’ve said, your face burns and the alarm system in your brain is ringing so loud you’re sure everyone within a twenty-mile radius can hear.

oh god, if gojo-sensei walks in, you will literally throw yourself off a roof.

“i will.” megumi nods, almost automatically, and then his face catches on fire.

and now there are two fools caught on fire staring at each other, and the room is burning.

neither of you know what to say, but maybe neither of you need to say anything. your nose is a centimeter from megumi’s and you don’t know which of you shifts forward but then you’re pressed against each other. and his mouth is on yours and his eyelashes are gliding against your skin and his hand is on yours. and you really are on fire in this cool, dusky, mist-scented room.

every press of megumi’s mouth to yours overwrites your brain with thoughts of i like you, i like you, i like you, i like you, i like you.

you pull apart, and megumi’s expression is as soft as it was in sleep, something you didn’t think you’d see while he was awake.

and as you stare at this soft, pretty, dark-haired, quietly loud boy in front of you, you can only think of one thing to say.

“i like you.”

megumi’s expression doesn’t waver.

“me too.”

“you like yourself too?”

“shut up, (l/n). you know that’s not what i meant.” he frowns that pretty cross between a pout and a scowl, and you smile as you lean forward to kiss it away.

fushiguro megumi is prettiest when he is kissing you.

//

bonus:

kugisaki nobara is nothing if not observant.

“that’s what you like to think, though. i don’t think that’s true.” yuuji is instantly smacked, and he whines as nobara marches him along to (name)’s room.

the room is empty, and the bed doesn’t look like it’s been slept in. or made. the covers are haphazardly thrown off and a whirlwind of objects makes its presence known in the room.

“must be from this morning when (l/n) was late.”

“when is (l/n) not late? c’mon, let’s ask megumi if he knows where she is.”

nobara marches yuuji down the hall again, and he follows obediently as she slams megumi’s door open. nobara shrieks, loud, and yuuji slides into her in his haste to see what’s wrong.

when yuuji sees what she’s looking at, his own shocked scream fills the hallway.

megumi’s hand is on your face, and yours are curled around the collar of his uniform, and your lips are dark.

“i knew it!! god, i told you, yuuji, i have an eye for these things!”

“fushiguro, are you DEFILING (l/n)????!!!!”

“i’ll kill you, itadori.”

“kugisaki, if you were rooting for me, why did you come in?!”

“hell yeah!! yaga owes me 300 yen, SCORE!”

“GOJO-SENSEI WHAT THE HELL??”

YORIICHI TSUGIKUNI ❤️

"what do you find so entertaining? what's so amusing about this? what do you take life for, exactly? why can't you understand? how can you forget?"

KIMETSU NO YAIBA: Entertainment District Arc: Ep. 06

my all time favourite comfort film

hannah’s 10k celebration  ↳ ⏰ + Kiki’s Delivery Service (1989) for @torranceshipman

nenetotomasaru

siren!megumi concept sheet i whipped up in a single-minded fever state fr @uriekukistan

look. i just. want to talk about bakugou after your first big fight. bc i think he eventually becomes the type of person that knows when he's being too mean but he still can't stop. like you say one thing in defense to him and he takes it a step too far and immediately thinks, why the fuck did i say that—and then you get angrier and so he gets angrier and his inner monologue is just like shut up shut up shut up shut up before you say something you don't mean literally stop.

and so maybe he leaves, just to cool off.

not in the middle of the fight, but it's not resolved either. there's a lull between the little back and forth quips, all the "well i'm not saying that you—" and the "no, you're fuckin' saying—", the "don't cuss at me, katsuki—" and the "then don't talk to me like 'm—" and then it's silent. he's got more to say and so do you—but at the same time, he's just. over it. whatever started the argument in the first place has been left behind, anger moreso stemming from what's happened since the first shot was taken (by him, of fucking course), and he doesn't want to fight with you of all people. not you.

and the longer he's gone, the more it just spins around and around in his head. everything he said and the way he said it and why he said it, why the fuck did he say it. bakugou is—he's too used to fighting, too good at it bc that's all anyone has ever done with him. that's all anyone has ever shown him, that irritation, that push-back, that quick judgement and eventual avoidance. fed up with it. with him.

by the time he comes home—if he can call it that anymore—he knows it's over. he knows this is the part with the "i just don't think it's working out—" and the "really can't handle this right now—", the "you're an asshole—" and the—

and the worst of all is just the abandonment. the worst of all is when he'll come back to that apartment and you'll just be gone. you'll come and get your things over time, stuffing it all into cardboard until there aren't any traces left. until all that's there is the walls and the carpet and the frame and just. bakugou. alone. again.

but he walks through the door and you're just—there. washing some dishes, folding the laundry, poking at your phone because you can't sit still. and you frown at him with a little crease between your eyebrows, bc you're still mad and he knows this is it, this is when you look him in the eye and you tell him—

"i can't find the tv remote."

".......y'always lose the—the freakin' thing. did you check under the couch?"

"that's the first place i looked."

and you stand up to prove you're not sitting on it and he shakes out the throw blanket you were using and sticks his hand between the couch cushions and he finds a bunch of coins, a sock, that pair of underwear he took off of you the last time he had a night off—and the f—reakin' tv remote.

and you rest your forehead on his chest and you're pouting and you mumble out a, "thanks," even though you probably don't want to. you probably do a lot of things you don't want to do, with him. because of him. things you probably don't want to do anymore because you're fed up. and this is it. this is it.

"i love you, jerk."

when you wrap your arms limply around him, he doesn't say anything. because he can't. he can't shut up when he wants to, and he can't speak up when he wants to, and it's something you're probably tired of, maybe, he's not actually sure, but you let him bury his face into your hair and you pretend you don't notice that he's trembling just a little and that you can feel his racing heartbeat through his back.

bakugou doesn't say anything, because he can't, so you just lean into him a little more and you say,

"still love you."

and you pretend not to hear the deep inhale that he takes or the little groan he lets out, and you pretend not to feel the clench of his jaw or the barely-there wobble of his chin. and you say,

"still gonna choose to love you."

because you don't love him by accident. even with his irritation and his push-back, his smart-ass quips and his angry language. you see it all and you see him and you still say,

"always gonna love you."

and that's how bakugou knows where his home is. what it is. that's how he knows it's you, of all people.

Love and deepspace Twt links! (Make sure to be logged in on twitter and do NOT open these in public and lmk if some posts have been removed <3)

MDNI

Here’s a treat for you Caleb Zayne and Sylus enjoyers <3

General Need w all of em WHAT WHO SAID THAT

Caleb

Good morning😋 .•*•. nyam!😋 .•*•. obviously he’s going to fuck you in his fucking Lamborghini Lanzador .•*•. he’s begging u to stop but you’re a brat .•*•. yeah .•*•. lazy day .•*•. Arm around neck 😋 .•*•. Very much a boobs guy.

Zayne

He’s using it as lube atp .•*•. his favourite thing to do <3 .•*•. he does it for his pleasure ngl .•*•. massage therapy. .•*•. Touchy. .•*•. I saw ice cube. Blacked out. .•*•. Slow .•*•. def his favourite thing to do

Sylus

Size kink😋 .•*•. cuffed .•*•. he’s so big it’s unreal 🥴 .•*•. sloooowwwww .•*•. ur so small compared to him :( .•*•. he low key likes being tied up 😉 .•*•. he lets u take control sometimes :) .•*•. Oh he likes that after a long day😋

BONUS

Zayne+Caleb/Sylus (because sharing is caring <3) (I got too lazy to title them soz)

2 • 3 • 4 • 5 • 6 • 7

'what do u want to draw' 'idk, megumi?'

The demon and the butterfly