the bites cut deep
a megumi x reader one-shot inspired by this smau // masterlist
cw // mentions of injury (dog bite), blood (minor), dead body (used as a simile). mentions of hospital/clinic, medical care. angst, no comfort, cussing. 1.2k words.
the bites cut deep in more ways than one.
megumi stands awkwardly before you now in a small room within shoko’s office. its familiar to him, but not to you. the room is uneasier than usual. the fluorescent lights make the white of the gauze around your leg glow and the red of your blood even harsher. they buzz too loudly in the silence between you. he wishes he could turn them off, he wishes they didn’t glare across your face so brightly.
“i didn’t tell them to attack you,” megumi finally says, stepping closer to you, just inches away. his words are cold though, unattached. his arms hang limply at his sides, he doesn’t quite meet your eyes. you don’t quite meet his, either.
“so why did they?” you respond, soft and confused. you can’t help but shift in your seat, the paper beneath you on the exam table crinkling through the tension. megumi swallows hard, his gaze flickering away to the linoleum ground beneath his shoes. his hands flex and release, wanting to reach out to you but unable to bring himself to do so through the lie that's about to boil over.
“i don’t know.”
“you don’t know?” this time you look right into his unreadable face. “it’s… that’s not good enough for me.”
megumi clenches his jaw, the tension coiling like a tight spring. “it’s not about you.”
“what are you talking about?” your voice is still quiet, dismayed. “your dogs bit me. how is this not about me?”
“you’re taking this too personally,” you can see his eyes spark with anger, just for a moment.
your heart starts to pound in your chest, the fresh bite marks throbbing in sync with the rhythm. “how am i supposed to take it, then? you told me that your divine dogs respond only to you, to your thoughts and feelings. do you expect me not to feel anything with puncture wounds in my leg?”
“it’s not like i meant for it to happen,” megumi snaps, expression hardening as he finally meets your eyes. “you just don’t understand.”
“then tell me.”
“i don’t know how,” his voice starts to rise. “i don’t know how to explain how dangerous this all is! i don’t know how to make you understand that it’s not safe for you to be around here. or me.”
“i’m not asking for safety, i’m asking for the truth!” your voice cracks with your frustration finally spilling over. “just tell me.”
megumi’s breath hitches. just for a moment, something painful, raw, and unguarded comes across his face. but it's gone after a split second, replaced by the cold, stoic mask he always wears. “you don’t know what you’re asking for.”
“i think i already know, so just tell me,” your voice trembles. for what seems like an eternity, the two of you just stare at each other. to megumi, you're staring into his soul; picking apart and analyzing every possible atom that creates him. to you, megumi's eyes are simply sharp and angry; deep-blue eyes swirling with hurricanes of regret and resentment.
megumi opens his mouth to speak, then hesitates with a small gasp. the words begin to fall, tight and strained, like you were wrenching them out of his throat by force.
"i don't know how to love you."
you don't respond. your heart twists violently, sending a surge of rushing blood and fear through your bones. it's exponentially more powerful than the adrenaline that ripped through you after the dogs' jaws clamped into your leg.
"i tell myself i don't love you. it's easier than admitting that i'm the one who makes... us... difficult."
"you tell yourself you don't love me?" you whisper, hot tears brimming in your eyes. "since when?"
megumi looks away. "since the beginning."
"the beginning?" the rushing blood in your veins turns hot, your anger growing uncontrollably. "so, what? y-you don't love me? never have? you've just been pretending- no, lying to me all this time?
"no!" he shoots back, voice piercing and defensive. "i wasn't pretending! i just-"
"-you just what?" it's another staring match again. you and the boy you've loved for so long now, bitterly daring the other to speak first.
"it's not that simple."
you don't say anything at first, blinking blankly, attempting to process the muddling emotions in your head. "then explain it. because from what i understand, you've been stringing me along this entire relationship. you've been telling yourself that you don't give a fuck about me while manipulating me to believe you did."
"i care," megumi's voice cracks.
"how?"
"i-that's the problem! i care too much. can't you see that?" he's flipped a switch, almost desperate through the anger to make you understand now. "if i keep loving you, i'm just going to hurt us. i'll just hurt you."
"like you just did?" with wild eyes, you gesture towards the gauze around your leg, still pulsing with pain.
"yeah..." megumi swallows. "...like i just did."
"...i don't get it, megumi," the tears are slipping down your cheeks now. "you just... convinced yourself i wasn't real? and the dogs came after me because of that? i don't get it."
"i don't know," his chest heaves. "i let myself feel what i want when i'm with you. and when i leave, i just... tell myself how fucking stupid i am for letting myself do that. it's better than hurting you."
"you've already hurt me, megumi!" you sob. "and you've been doing it this entire time we've been together, it's just that neither of us even knew it!"
his face completely falls now, eyes wide with disbelief. he doesn't even feel the pain of his fisted nails digging into his palms, knuckles bright white. "i thought it was better this way," he whispers hoarsely.
"maybe for you," you wipe at your tears, the aching in your chest growing stronger with each heartbeat. "i never wanted you to protect me from whatever feelings you were hiding. i just wanted you."
"i-i don't know how to do that," he stammers. "i'm sorry. i... don't know how to give myself to you."
"i just don't think you want to."
silence falls like a dead body between you. megumi is forlorn, grasping desperately for words, the right words, to say to you. he wants to tell you 'i do! i do want to! that's what i've wanted all along!' but it doesn't come. he tries to tell you 'i love you, please... i always have. please, teach me how to let me love you?' but he's frozen with a compulsing heart.
megumi watches your wet, wounded eyes rise from the floor and directly into his own. he watches you search hopelessly for something, anything, in his face. something to save you, something to save him. but it just isn't there.
in that exact moment, megumi realizes that he cares too much. he loves you too much. and no matter the extent his care for you goes, he will never be able to truly let you in.
"leave, megumi."
and without another word, he finds his body moving against his thoughts. megumi doesn't look back. the door latches loudly behind him, leaving you completely alone. the buzzing of the sickening flourescent lights returns in full force, making bile rise in your throat.
the bites cut deep in more ways than one.
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Your heart.
you can step on any sword with enough willpower
- cyno, probably
How cruel, how unfair....
IN PLAIN SIGHT YOU HID / BUT YOU ARE WHAT YOU DID
katsuki bakugou x reader
same concept as the boyfriend thoughts ❅ breakup version
inspired by the smallest man who ever lived
katsuki bakugou, who, towards the end, wonders if any of it was true. he tried to picture you, gazing at him starry eyed. but those days are gone, and his heart hurts thinking of this future.
katsuki bakugou, who swears that in some other universe, things are okay. who knows that somewhere else in the world, he’s sitting across from you on the kitchen table, going over the grocery list. who gives you more time and more space, and who actually listens to what you say.
katsuki bakugou, who’s got a reputation. who starts dating you when the everyone hated him, and you loved him. who breaks things off with everyone loving him, and losing you.
katsuki bakugou, who can’t control his temper anymore. who is always an asshole, but who snaps when someone breaths wrong. who misses you more than anything, and copes with it by making it everyone elses problem. who relies on kirishima at night to keep him sane, tearing his heart out to his best friend over the phone.
katsuki bakugou, who hung you on his wall and stabbed you with his push pins. who, in public, loved to show you off. who knew he was nothing like that in private. who knew you deserved so much better but was too selfish to wanna let you go. who wishes he could turn back time and be what you deserved.
katsuki bakugou, who keeps all of your photos on his phone. who doesn’t even dare deleting them. who avoids his camera roll like the god damn plague. who wants to cry when he finally does delete everything, staring at the 1,768 deleted photos in his recently deleted folder. who replays old voice mails. who sometimes calls you and listens to it, because he knows you won’t answer.
katsuki bakugou, who you’re sure was sent by someone who wanted you dead. who tells you that its for your own good, that he needs to think things through. he books you an uber back to your apartment, and who helps you pack your things. who tells you he’s too busy, that he has to put his job first. who you can’t even argue with.
katsuki bakugou, who seemed like he was always ready to break your heart. who slept with a gun underneath your bed. who once loved you so tenderly, so delicately, and who know acts like you don’t exist. who you can’t quite declassify, not even if you had 50 years. who makes you wonder if he’ll ever confess why he did it. good riddance.
katsuki bakugou, who you see with other people, in news articles and through whispers from your friends. who thinks its sexy now that its not forbidden. who uses meaningless sex to mask how badly he misses you. who sleeps next to a stranger but dreams of you.
katsuki bakugou, who hops on a plane to LA. he tells everyone its to follow in all might’s footsteps, and he’s not lying- but apart of it is to escape his pain. who sees your face everywhere. who smells your scent on his sweaters. who finds one of your hairties in his jeans pocket and holds onto it like a god damn lifeline.
katsuki bakugou, who deserves prison for what he’s done to you, but won’t serve time. who watches as the media tears you to shreds, blaming you for the breakup. who tries to stop it but is rendered powerless when he sees how the heartbreak has been turned into entertainment. who hates that all of this has happened because you loved him.
katsuki bakugou, who slips through the bars. who’s thumb hovers over your contact during a late night. who fucked up. who misses you and just wants to love you once more. who wants to change his prophecy, fearing that this might kill him. who misses you stronger than anything he’s ever felt.
katsuki bakugou, who you miss just as much. who you dream about every night. who still hurts you, even when its something small like his name brought up in conversation. who makes you wonder what went wrong. who crashes your parties and your rental cars just thinking about him.
katsuki bakugou, who doesn’t expect your forgiveness, and wants you to forget. who watches your life through the glass, over the years as you move on. who knows that nothing will change what he’s done, and has to lie in that bed. who knows he hasn’t wasted a single ounce of his love, because all of it is yours to keep. who is the smallest man who’s ever lived.
part 2 where he gets redemption? u guys lmk 🫧
Masterlist
ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀɢꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛʟʏ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇᴅ ᴏɴ EACH POSTS, ᴇɴꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍᴀʏ ᴏʀ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄꜱ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀꜱ ɴᴏɴ-ᴄᴏɴꜱᴇɴꜱᴜᴀʟ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴏʀ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ. ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ!
Edit: Feel free to let me know if some of the links do not match up to the title or do not work!
I haven't updated this list for basically two years now
➸Kiss [Yandere Genshin Headcanons]
➸[Yan! Mermaid.Childe or Kazuha x Princess!Reader]
➸Apricity [Yan!Albedo x Fem!Reader]
➸Picture Perfect [Yan!Albedo x Fem!Reader]
➸Knave [Yan! Arlecchino x Gender-neutral! Reader]
➸The Broken Promise of Chasity [Yan!Capitano x Saintess!Reader]
➸Harbinger of Misery [Yan! Capitano x Saintess! Reader]
➸The Sloth [Yan! Columbina x Saintess! Reader x Yan! Capitano]
➸Fall into The Abyss [Yan!Childe x Childhood friend!Reader]
➸A Question of Lust [Yan!Childe x Saintess!Reader x Slight.Yandere! Capitano]
➸Marriage [Yan!Childe x Fem!Reader]
➸[Tutor!Childe x Fem!Reader]
➸Lure the Midnight Hour [Yan!Childe x Nun!Reader]
➸Changes within Time [Yan!Diluc x Childhood friend! Reader]
➸Sleepless nights [Yan!Diluc x Fem!Reader]
➸Evanscent [Yan!Diluc x Fem!Reader]
➸Imagine Dottore as your doctor
➸The Doctor's Envy [Yan!Dottore x Saintess!Reader]
➸Imagine Pantalone as your banker.
➸More than just Greed [Yan!Pantalone x Saintess!Reader]
➸Munificence [Yan!Pantalone x Childhood!Fem.Reader]
➸In the Greed to play God [Yan! Pantalone x Saintess! Reader]
➸The Synthetic Pride [Yan! Scaramouche x Saintess!Reader]
➸Surging Stream [Yan!Scaramouche x Fem!Reader]
➸Flush of Youth [Yan!Xiao x Fem!Reader]
➸Ineffable [Yan! Zhongli x Fem! Reader]
HEAR ME OUT
choi seungcheol bf texts pt.1
choi seungcheol bf texts pt.2
choi seungcheol bf texts pt.3
wanted to draw my faves together
a touya-dabi timeline in aesthetics of a failed romance
1. touya
i. the good years
“i don’t have friends.” “wow, that’s stupid” “you’re stupid” “you have me, you absolute twat”
ii. the falling out
“you can stay the night if tell me what happened” “can i stay the week then?” “you can stay forever”
note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works
ikanaide
don't you leave me with maybe
peak romance
dinner's served
it's like that
good boy
helping friends
we can make it if we tried (just the two of us)
let love wash over you
a stranger's compassion
hell's kitchen
plans
drinking games
never have i ever
solaris
anything
through the screen
man repellent yuuji
strawberry kiss
through orange light
heaven surrounds you
music is peace
smooth water
my beautiful boy.
cherry
let the light in
movies
from burnt offerings to bliss
laws of attraction
cupid
summer smokes
a picture is worth a thousand words
heat of the moment
liquid courage
trying to empress myself is very hard, but I like the process Tony • 26 y.o. lawyer, have Cyno vibes of bad jokes, Al-Haitam's seriousness and grumble like Tighnary God, have mercy on me and lemme calm down on my imposter syndrome
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