— Atsumu & Sakusa Layouts

Already posted to my other socials but ahh Sashisu doodle from a few weeks ago that I cleaned up a bit.

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sakuma brothers matching icons

note: this is NOT a ship post, no incest shipper interaction please.

bro's a fucking cat

salaryman

megumi fushiguro x reader

summary: new years kiss. anon requested. megumi comes over to nurse you on new years. wrote this in like 2 hours, it’s a little self indulgent because i’m sick and missed my new years plans.

birthday month drabble event

“I told you not to come over.” You say as you open the door to see your spiky haired boyfriend leaning against the door frame. He’s got a take out bag in one hand and a convenience store bag in the other.

Megumi shrugs nonchalantly, and you notice his dark hair looks slightly disheveled, as if he had hurried over without much thought. He steps inside without invitation, slipping off his shoes like it was second nature. "You're not good at taking care of yourself." he replies with an eye roll, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

In all honesty the second you had texted him you were sick he was already up and on his way to the store.

“Thanks Gumi.” You give him that soft smile that he loves so much and grunts as he places the bags on your kitchen counter with a gentle clatter, unpacking the contents swiftly. The steam rising from the familiar red and white striped bowl of miso soup and beside it sat a small tin of your favorite chamomile tea and a packet of the lemon-flavored cough drops he knew you secretly preferred. He hadn't just gotten medicine; he'd carefully picked out everything he thought you needed to get better.

He reaches a hand up to your forehead after unpacking, letting it linger for a split second. “No fever?”

“Nope. I think I just have a cold.” You sit down at your kitchen table, noticing the subtle furrow on Megumi’s brow. "Eat." he says, sliding the bowl of soup in front of you before taking a seat opposite you at the small table.

“You’re gunna get sick if you stick around me ya know?”

“No I won’t.” He says simply.

You scowl at him, he’s so predictable. Always acting tough when in reality he just couldn’t stand the idea of you all cuddled up alone and sick on the holiday.

The warmth of the soup travels down your throat, as you take your first bite, soothing and comforting. You sit in comfortable silence, punctuated only by the occasional sniffle from your cold until you finally speak again.

“You could still make it to the party you know? Yuji and Nobara probably want you there for the countdown.”

He doesn't look at you as he stands to take the kettle off the stove and prepare your tea. "They can manage without me." He says, pushing your mug of tea in front of you.

Once you finish your soup, Megumi cleans up as you return to your mountain of blankets on the couch. You cuddle up underneath them, pulling them up to your chin. As Megumi joins you, you move over slightly so he can sit down next to you. You grab the remote, turning on the TV to the New Years countdown. “Oh wow it’s already this late?”

Megumi hums softly, eyes flicking towards the TV as the countdown to the new year begins. His attention shifts, his gaze lingering on you. The look in his eyes tells you everything you need to know and you throw your hands up.

“Don’t even think about kissing me Megumi, you’ll definitely get sick.” You protest but he leans in anyway, closing the distance until your faces are mere inches away from each other.

“Too late.” He says as the countdown stops and his lips press against yours. The warmth from his lips is gentle, and though brief it admittedly takes your breath away. His kisses always do, so tender in their simplicity, always leaving your heart fluttering in a way that makes you momentarily forget the congestion in your chest.

Megumi pulls back slowly, and the corners of his lips are upturned ever so slightly. “Happy New Year.” He says, settling back against the couch as he covers you up further and his eyes move back to the TV screen.

The next week, as you knew would happen, Megumi had caught your cold and it was you at his place nursing him back to good health. You’d tried to scold him, telling him it was all because he just had to kiss you. But he had only two feverish words in response to that. “Worth it.”

lowkeyartist!sukuna who makes videos in his room to post on his instagram. Most of it is just him making new tunes that would most definitely be sampled by an artist sooner or later, while some are covers.

But I think what people mostly know him for is the different lady - or ladies - they see in the background sleeping in his bed. His name on twitter grows hectic whenever they see the girls in the back in some of his videos, slamming and dragging his name. Regardless, he stays radio silent on it.

It’s not until a song that had used one of his vids for a sample went popular and he begrudgingly goes live on instagram for his first Q&A due to popular demand. The questions flood in when his fans realise it’s not bullshit and he actually is there to talk with them.

And, like true Sukuna signature, there’s a mystery lady in his sheets behind him. The live notices immediately when he shifts a little to the edge giving them a glimpse of you, almost like he wants them to see.

“Does it wobble? Don’t make me end this live,” he says sternly, trying to subtly read questions that aren’t about you behind him in the chat. He finds it funny how the whole internet has been in an uproar this past year due to your constant impulse on making your hair look different every other month - different girls, like he’d ever, the thought makes him scoff.

“Why do you bring over so many girls? what do you mean? It’s just one,” he teases, his head turning over his shoulder to peek at you - yep, still sleeping.

His taunts to the questions have everyone on edge, and you’re just peacefully in dreamland. His scowl deepens when he sees many people question his honesty on the last answer, so he finally breaks and he reveals the long awaited truth.

“It’s just one girl because it’s my fiancé, we’ve been together since I started this shit,” he leans back in his chair, relief flowing through his veins now that everyone knows, “why does she look different all the time? My girl’s just impulsive.”

WEIRD USER!!

So sorry to disturb everyone's spaces on here but if any of you are on twitter, I'm gonna need you guys to please mass report or block these accounts 💀

getoswomb is an artist who fetishizes trans women, women, supports the works of an irl pedophile Hans Bellmer and has compared Gojo and Geto's relationship to him and his sexualized, abused and deformed dolls/paintings of pubescent girls. they've drawn very triggering beastiality as well as sexual abuse and domestic violence. They have over 25.5K followers and someone with such a big platform spreading such harmful shit is disgusting and triggering. They also fantasize and write about rape.

I would not have spread this into your tags if this user wasn't genuinely concerning on an irl level. Keep in mind: THEY SUPPORT THE CREATIONS OF AN IRL PEDOPHILE AND HAVE A 25K FOLLOWING. So if any of you are on twitter, mass block and mass report!

If Shoko and Gojo had noticed Geto spiralling.

Sort of a rough continuation of the previous set of drawings on what would have happened had Geto called them.

TIMESKIP OSAMU

Man of the decade