PLS PLS PLS Make A Part 2 Of Gamer Bf Gumi I Really Love Your Stories And This One Made Me Cackle

PLS PLS PLS make a part 2 of gamer bf gumi 😭😭 i really love your stories and this one made me cackle

gamer! megumi x fem reader part twoooo <333

megumi's twitch was blowing up. he was trending on twitter, youtube, and all the other social platforms because of what happened last time. he had to clarrify on his channel that what happened was a mistake and people ate everything he said. from his appology to his new videos, everything. the comments were now filled with, "bring the hot girl back," "she's so hot, makes me gay," "i could let her get me pregnant," yk? usual internet stuff.

"megs, look at these comments," you said, laughing your ass off as you read them out loud. "i bet she's with him because of his big-" you snorted mid sentense, clutching your stomach as your bent forward, laughing so loudly that it echoed through the big apartment. "your fans are amazing."

megumi kept a good job at keeping a straight face, but he's the most monogomous person ever. he would get mad if a guy just stared at you, and now that they were commenting all kinds of stuff just made him even more... furstrated. "yeah." he sighed, his face burried in his phone, reading the statistic reports of his account. you frowned, crawling to him and plopping your legs on his lap that he covered with his hand, caressing your thighs with his thumb.

"is something wrong megs?" you asked, twirling your fingers in his hair, and gently massaging his scalp. megumi wasn't nesessarily the most affectionate person. it took him two months to even kiss you, and even longer to have sex with you. the most affectionate he had even been was just cuddling you when you're on your period, or hugging you when your sad. other than that, his idea of affection was sitting on opposite side of the bed while you read a book, and he played call of duty on his phone.

he sighed, looking up from his phone to meet your gaze. he just nodded, looking at his phone once again. your eyebrows brunched together as you snatched his phone. "hey!" he groaned, you placed his phone on the coffee table as you stradled yourself on his lap. his hands automatically going to your waist and resting lowly, barely touching you, just grazing ever so slightly. his chin was tilted up to meet your soft brown eyes, his jawline sharp, almost slicing through.

"what's wrong?" you asked again, your hands wrapped around his neck as he sighed into the hollow of your neck. his cheeks flushed as his lips pursed into a thin line.

"it's a bit embarassing..." he sighed, you frowned, leaning back to look at him with concern and worry in your eyes, "no no, not that kind of embarassing." he stopped again, sighing deeply before closing his eyes and looking at you again. "i just don't like how everyone is fawning over you. it makes me..." he paused, "i dont know. it makes me uncomfortable, and very furstrated. i don't mean to be rude, but you are one of the smartest person i've ever met, but sometimes, you're so oblivious it makes me laugh." you gasped, making him chuckled as he wrapped his hands around your waist tighter, "but... this... it.." he sighed, his words not forming in his mouth. "i just dont like it when people just say things about you. it's rude and impolite."

you smiled at his words. megumi was usually very mean to you during sex, more dominant and rather aggressive and seeing him like this was new and... nice.

"it's not embarassing," you said, feeling his warm breath hitting your neck as he nuzzled closer to you, "hey, look at me." you sighed, "have you been feeling neglected lately?" you asked. his cheeks darkened as his eyes widened for a brief moment before his expression went back to normal. "megumi!" you said, stretching the vowel to immitate a mocking whine which made him tsk and push you off of his lap.

"stop, y/n." he said in a firm voice, "you're making fun of me and i don't like that. i'm trying to be open here, and you're..." he trailed off, making you sigh, "i don't know." he breathed out, running his hand through his silken raven hair. you got up, walking to him and hugging him from behind, tip-toeing to kiss his shoulder.

"i'm sorry, megumi. come on, i will help you feel a little... less neglected." you grinned. he turned to look at you with a frown, you bit your lip and kissed him lightly before you dragged him to the sofa. "sit here, and come in when i call you," you instructed, "okay?"

"what are you up to?" he asked with a big grin. you had a little something planned. it wasn't something special but just enough to make the both of you happy. you decided to wear your favourite lingiere to surprise him and then you brought your phone, setting it on the tripod and turning the camera on.

"megumiii!" you called him. your heart throbbed against your chest as you looked around the dimly lit room. the candles added a beautiful romantic vibe to the room. the sheets were clean and the room looked fairly beautiful, and with you in the center, it might as well be called heaven.

"y/n, i swear if it's something-" he swallowed his words as soon as he saw you. the seductive pose you striked was in no way shape or form seductive, to be honest, you felt funny in that position, but the outfit, matched with the light innocent make-up and loose hair. he was going insane.

"you said it made you feel furstrated that they were so focused on your girlfriend, right?" you asked, leaning in to grab him arm and pulling him onto the bed, but he just stood there. his legs encaging you, "why don't you take your furstrating out on me?" you whispered, your voice trailing up his ear, leaving goosebumps as his hands gently caressed your arm. "and show it to them." you pointed at the camera recording, and his eyes followed. his cheeks reddened as he looked back at you. he tilted your face by his fingers, placed firmly under your chin and kissed your deeply. your elbows behind you for support.

you felt his hand push you down onto the bed as he hovered on top of you. his hands slid beneath your thin lace dress, making you gasp from his cold touch, he took it to advantage and explored every inch of your mouth that was his. you pulled back for a second, taking his sweatshirt off as he panted again, his raven hair falling on his face, covering a slight bit of his flushed face. you breathed out deeply before you kissed him again, this time the kiss slower. more passionate. more intimate.

you moved your hands to trace his abs and bring his body closer to yours by pulling him with the strap of his pants. he breaks the kiss, looking at you with lust in his eyes and his mouth practically drooling at the sight of his pretty girlfriend all dressed up for him and the fact that it was recording, just added fuel to the fire. god knows, how many times he will jerk off to it.

"this is going to be a long night, sweatheart."

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ending in a cliff-hanger because i like it how it is and also cuz i'm lazy. sorry for not posting a lot lately, i've been busy with my finals :( i hope u guys liked this 💗 (p.s. thank you for all the messages!!! they make my dayyy!<33 and plus also, i love the star wars memes ya'll sended 😭)

HEY GIRL HEY. just wondering can you do a fluff or a comedy romance thing with megumi? there are not a lot of fics where there is a bit of playful side of megumi (non-sensual wise) and since youre a megumi main blog, i thought maybe you could try it? I understand if you dont want to! Hav a great day!

!! im back !!

starting off sweet, this is the purest idea ever. and yes sure!!!! i will try to write more fluff and non-smut content for ya'll if that's what you guys want so here ya goooo

there's a monster in our room! megumi x fem!reader

the horror movie played and you squeezed megumi's hand as hard as you could, trying not to flinch. being such an advocate for horror movies, you begged megumi to watch the new incedious movie with you. he knew you could handle horror stuff, but your night terrors is what really gets you. all those fights and cursed techniques you used and saw caused a lifetime worth of trauma and mental anguish no one can ever relate to. but that's the part of being a jujutsu sorcerer, it's the job describtion.

megumi had his legs spread as you sat in between them, your legs on top of his in a comfortable manner, one of his hands under your shirt, caressing your skin, and the other holding your hand, drawing mindless circles on your hand with his thumb. you were super focused on the movie to even notice that megumi was looking at you.

he never understood how he pulled you. the hot freshman, with the darkest brown eyes and most beautiful hair that was somehow always tied up, it never made sense to him. sometimes, during sparring lessons, he's just stare at you as he rested, catching his breath only for it to be taken away by you. the way your hair flew with each turn, your hands fast enough to kill anyone without them even feeling it, your footwork almost flawless, how your hips swayed dodgeing from nobara. you were... perfect.

the first time he felt something up his heart was when you guys were sparring. you were sparring gojo as you lost a bet, and it got pretty intense. almost everyone circled up to see it, and you felt the pressure almost crumbling but you kept a level head. during the heated session, gojo's rough technique ripped your hairtie and caused your long silky hair to come tumbling down. megumi's breath hitched for a moment, and everything went into slow motion. you still kept on fighting, losing at the end (gojo is the best jujutsu sorcerer, what did you expect?) but everyone commended you for your intense fighting spirit. making you one of their go-to girls on the most difficult of missions and with higher level cursed spirits.

megumi's mind was constantly filled with that imagine of you with your hair down, flushed cheeks and tired eyes from the fight, a wide smile still placed on your lips as you, in a matter of good sport, shook gojo's hand. everyone cheering you on as you just smiled politely at them, a large blush coating your cheeks. and when you made eye-contact with megumi, one might've thought he hated you, with his expressionless face and darkned eyes. but it was the complete opposite. gojo noticed that.

"you like her or something, megumi?"

and then here you guys are. your back pressed against his chest and you can sometimes clearly hear how fast his heart was thumping against his chest, but you thought it was for the movie. no. it was for you. megumi was a man infested by love. he was ultraviolence.

you gasped as the monster appeared on the screen. of course, you were a scaredy-cat, and megumi never minded that. but when he saw you gasp at the mere sight of a monster, it gave him an idea. he just stood there for a second before he looked back at the screen again. this time he gripped your hand tightly unconsciencely.

"megs, are you scareeedd?" you jokingly teased him. but he just remained quiet. his eyes kept on shifting to you everytime the actor would appear on the screen and he just kept quiet. silenting feeling insecure, and a bit jealous. which is physchotic on it's own since he's megumi fucking fushiguro.

"no!!" he scoffs, you turn your head to look at him, his sea blue eyes lot in the floor somewhere, his cheeks slightly flushed as well as his nose. you hummed at him, but he just kept quiet again, his thumb drawing mindless circles on your stomach. you just smiled turning your head back to the screen.

about fifteen minutes goes by when megumi looks at you again, so focused into the movie, "hey, imma go to the bathroom real quick, yeah?" he said, getting up as you just hummed at him watching the movie. he quickly rushed to the room, calling out his spirit dogs and preparing to declare war.

"we're gonna scare her, and we need to do it well."

he told one of his dogs to stay in the room and the other to quietly and in the most the-shining-sisters way pass by you to think something just moved. megumi was gone for a while now but you thought that maybe he's having some stomach problems. that's what he gets for not sharing his strawberry ice-cream.

you were watching the movie peacefully when out of the corner of your eyes, you saw something move. you turned to look at it and saw nothing. you just brushed it off as a pigment of your imagination. four minutes and megumi's still not here, and you keep hearing thumps and whooshes and it's freaking you out.

in a desperate attempt to feel better, you played some hello kitty and friends and went to look for megumi. he's nowhere in your bedroom, or your bathroom. you frown, folding your arms over your chest.

"megumi, this isn't funn- AAAA!!" you screamed as one of his dogs jumped at you from the dark opened closet and megumi pulled you by your waist into the bed, throwing you there on your back. "megumi!!" you screamed, "you mother-"

"language!" he warns. he smiles at you, "gotcha'," he winks. you punch him in the stomach making him scrunch and drop his head to the crook of your neck, his dogs snuggling your leg and one of them running in circles.

moments like these, you were truely greatful for you and megumi's relationship. somedays you didn't talk much, and the other days you guys talked a lot and had one of the best days of your relationship, today being one of them. no angst, no fight, just the two of you, his fluffy friends, and love. sometimes, he didn't seem real. he seemed sureal. maybe because he was, maybe you were crazy to think that. but either way, he made you happy in a way no one ever did.

"i love you," you said, your words getting muffled as you pressed your head against his chest, reeling in the moment.

"i love you too, princess," he said, his words soft and smooth. "and i always will. i'll always be here for you, whether you want it or not. i'll always be in your mind. you just need to reach for me," he said with a wide smile. and you smiled back.

such a cute little monster in your room.

megumi boyfriend headcanons!

— when you guys first started dating, he was no where near the touchy-feely boyfriend. all you got were hugs, kisses on the forehead and sometimes, if you were lucky long deep passionate kisses that came out of nowhere. all in private of course, megumi likes to keep things that is between you guys between you guys, he doesn't tell gojo, yuuji, nobara, anyone.

— when you guys had your first fight, he was super furstrated. screamed a bit and let his hidden anger issues show (you can thank toji for that). in the spur of the moment, out of furstration and pent up sexual-anger he ran his hands through his hair, making you flinch. he immidietly stopped talking and just left the room. the topic you guys were fighting about wasn't cleared up, you both were obviously angry, and now with this, you both were going to have a conversation that none of you wanted.

— the next few days of the fight, megumi would try to talk to you but you would give him the silent treatment. it was a no-win situation, if you tell him you flinched for nothing, he'd feel horrible to even make you think that he was capable of hitting you. if you told him the real reason, a dark looming thought in your mind told you that maybe he wouldn't accept you for who you are. maybe he would leave you. people started to notice that you and megumi weren't together as much.

"meeeegumiiii" gojo cooed, making megumi roll his eyes, "did you and y/n have a fight? you can tell me. im basically your second father. not that im gay. i mean i could be, but like the sex-" "no." megumi stopped gojo, putting his hand in front of him, "we're not in a fight. and its a disagreement. we'll be fine." he'd already said too much for someone who says nothing. but he had too much in his mind, so the words just spilled out.

— after the intial conversation, at first, megumi didn't know how to comprehend what you just said to him. he never had to comfort someone and he was never comforted either, so he based himself on your position and did everything right. my man. he was sweet, gentle, and never judged you.

— megumi got comfortable with affection about seven-nine months into the relationship only because you were so touchy, other wise would've taken four years or smth. and his level of affection is holding-hands in public, and holding your hands above your head in private, if you catch my meaning...

— when he met your parents, he was PROPERRR. mans was dressed in a fucking suit, styled his hair right instead of the spikey usual hair, and showed the barest amount of physical affection to assure your parents their daughter is in the right hands.

— but when you met his, it was CHAOS lmaooo. toji was showing you all the embarassing baby pictures of megumi on purpose to embarass him. his step-wise called him embarassing nicknames like bubbles or pineapples or something and you couldnt believe why megumi was the way he was when they were like this.

truth be told, megumi was made for you (and me).

NSFW cannons.

— i said this once and i'll say it again. MEGUMI IS A ROUGH DOM!!! man-handles you every chance he gets, whether it's spreading your legs apart so roughly that there are bruises on his hands on your thighs, or flipping you over to pound you from behind. he will do it all.

— favourite position, anything where he can see you. missionary, to some extent matting press? he loves to see you squeeze your eyes, arch your bag and whine inconsistent pleas. he loves to see the full of personality character that he's so into just dissappear as he pounds into you mercilessly. the perfect smart girl becoming a bimbo that he loves to use and fuck.

— has a thing for eye-contact. BEFORE U THROW TOMATOS AT ME... LISTEN OKAY..1!!1!! when you're giving head, he grips your jaw so he can see your eyes as he fucks your mouth, tears streaming down your face, getting mixed with the tastes of his arousal. when its you recieving, he is adamant about eye-contact.

he has been inbetween your leg for hours, absolutely devouring you while making you watch. your eyes are sore, your legs are sore, everything is sore. you cant move an inch without feeling sensitive and your entire body just shakes as he laughs at you, looking at you with his blue eyes. "look at me." he said, the vibrations from his throat hitting your soaked cunt as you whimpered, opening your eyes just enough for new tears to leave your face. making a thin smirk place on his lips. his tounge circled your bud, making you shut your eyes again. "eye-contact, or this stops."

— dirty talker. and not just any dirty talker, the sweet praise ones. "my little slut," "taking me so well, baby. you're such a whore, but.. you're my whore," FHBYIEDWUSOKPX

— ending on a positive note, he's good at aftercare, too. after an intense session, he will draw you a bath and just sit on the edge of the tub, drawing mindless circles on your arm as you rest in the warm bath. ocasionally stealing kisses from you as he watched you take a bath. he's just... perfect.

his fingers are knuckle-deep inside of you as he sucks on your nipples like a lollipop. you did not expect things to turn this way when you agreed to date the introverted kid but here you were— back arched, tears flooding your eyes, cheeks flushed red, and the heat between your legs growing by the second. "w-wait.." you whimpered, the sensitivity between your leg growing as you came for the third time. but he was no where near stopping, just thrusting his fingers inside of you as he bit on your skin, making hickies everywhere. "can't wait, baby," he whispered against your ears, voice raspy and deep, enough to make you come on the spot, "need to take you right now.."

𖦹°‧★ —— megumi fushiguro, kai young, levi ackermen, armin arlert, todoroki, dabi, simon riley, gaz garrick, nate hawkins and your mannn<333

Maybe you’d feel better if you just turned to the dark side and went batshit crazy

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