#౨ৎ for yuta

[saelique]

BOYFRIEND YUTA WHO ALWAYS —

bf yuta ! who always wakes you up with a gentle kiss on your forehead and chuckles when you whine saying you need just five more minutes !

bf yuta ! who always makes you coffee and serves you breakfast when you finally get out of bed

bf yuta ! who asks for a goodbye kiss when he leaves to go on for a mission, wanting to be done with it as quickly as possible so he could see your face again

bf yuta ! who rambles about you to everyone non stop, so much so they know all about you even before they met you

bf yuta ! who gets super moody when he doesn’t arrive back home on time cause he doesn’t want you to eat dinner alone

bf yuta ! who always needs a warm hug from you when he gets back from a tiring day, which soon turns into the two of you cuddling as he lays on top of you

bf yuta ! who likes to lay his head on your chest cause he likes to hear your soothing heartbeat

bf yuta ! who gently snores when he’s asleep, mumbling your name in his sleep as you reach out to the lamp to close the light, only clinging onto you tighter

bf yuta ! who always face times you for hours when he’s away on a practically long mission

bf yuta ! who always brings home small gifts for you

bf yuta ! who loves you so so so much he would end the world for you

bf yuta ! who silently hides away a silver ring waiting for the right moment for him to finally claim you as his forever ♡

cinna : *sobs* why do I have eyebags rn ( omg cinna cosplayin’ as fem ! yuta !! ) :( anyways !! aaahh !! yuta would be so so amazin’ as a bf right !?!? T^T I wish he was real :/ should I make a taglist ? :O also !! have a super nice day ‘n night !! mwah !! luv ya ! ♡

#౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆ 📔 : novels ! #jjk x reader #x reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #yuta x reader #yuta okkotsu #yuta #x reader fluff #fluff #jjk x reader fluff #yuta x reader fluff #yuta fluff #okkotsu yuuta x reader #yuta hcs

[zuyoo]

s-triology. yūta x afab!reader ﹙외설﹚

001: s-ecret.

content warning ⟢ college setting, mdni, highly suggestive content & images, no written smut yet, self degradation if you squint but not really (js tagging to be safe), none of the images are mine, it also does not represent the reader, the images are simply used as a reference to visualize specific scenarios.

002: s-hhh!

content warning ⟢ college setting, mdni, pervy themes but nothing too major, smut, unprotected sex, they go multiple times w multiple positions, switch!reader + switch!yūta, msub leaning tho, overstim, consent checks, dirty talk + a lot of dialogues.

003: s-aint.

content warning ⟢ college setting, mdni, highly suggestive content (smut wow), yūta’s pov but written in 2nd/3rd person, mentions of onIyf4ns, jerking off, pervy themes, kinda creepy but also kinda hot iykwim.

© zuyoo — do not copy, plagiarize, or translate my work without my permission. i only upload my work in tumblr.

#zuyoo ౨ৎ #workzuyoo ౨ৎ #s-triology ౨ৎ #yūta okkotsu #yuuta okkotsu smut #yuuta okkotsu x you #yuuta okkotsu x reader #okkotsu yuta #yuta okkotsu #yuta smut #yuta okkotsu smut #yuuta smut #yūta #jujutsu okkotsu #jjk okkotsu #jujutsu kaisen okkotsu #okkotsu smau #okkotsu yuuta #yuuta x reader #jjk yuuta #yuuta x you #yuuta x y/n #jujutsu kaisen yuuta #jjk yuta #yuta x reader #jjk #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu yuta

[noirflms]

MIYA ATSUMU. hinata shoyo. iwazumi hajime. kuroo tetsurou. TENDOU SATORI. geto suguru. GOJO SATORU. itadori yuji. todo aoi. OKKOTSU YUTA. clark kent. arthur curry. BARRY ALLEN. richard ‘dick’ grayson. JASON TODD.

NOIRFLMS 2023 ! all rights reserved. reblogs are appreciated <3

#౨ৎ ⋆˚｡⋆ 𝒔.tamped #haikyuu #justice league #batfam #jujutsu kaisen #x reader #batman #aquaman #haikyuu x reader #justice league x reader #batfam x reader #atsumu x reader #hinata x reader #iwazumi x reader #tendou x reader #kuroo x reader #gojo x reader #getou x reader #yuta x reader #itadori x reader #todo x reader #jason todd x reader #dick grayson x reader #flash x reader #superman x reader #aquaman x reader

[csmtmra]

embarrassing pictures

sending the jjk boys an embarrassing picture of themselves 🗣️

ׂ ౨ৎ. cont. fem!reader, crack

ׂ ౨ৎ. incl. satoru, yuji, choso, yuta, toge, suguru

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #satoru gojo x reader #jjk texts #jjk smau #suguru geto x reader #yuji itadori x reader #yuta okkotsu x reader #choso kamo x reader #toge inumaki x reader #gojo x reader #csmtmra #jjk #geto x reader #choso jjk #choso x reader #jjk x y/n

[suashii]

— 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒𝒹 𝓁𝓊𝓈𝓉 ౨ৎ

okkotsu yuta x f!reader. 2.1k wc. ﾉ nsfw (mdni) ﾉ characters aged 21+ ﾉ step-brother!yuta ﾉ stepcest ﾉ dubcon (via alcohol) ﾉ hand job ﾉ mentions of blow jobs

when your mother remarries and yuta comes into your life to fill the role of step-brother, you aren’t exactly sure what to expect.

you’ve never had a brother before, no one to threaten boys in an attempt to discourage them from breaking your heart or annoy you when you have friends over for the night. and you anticipate that he’ll fit the mold, fall into the standard that’s been set by your friends. as unfamiliar as you are with siblings of the male variety—you don’t consider yuta’s behavior as brotherly.

he’s kind, and you suppose that’s a trait that can be attached to brothers—but not in the way yuta is nice. there’s something… different about the way he smiles at you, like he’s thinking about things other than what you’re talking about, like there's something else on his mind that you aren’t privy to. it’s a pretty smile, you acknowledge every time you see, but it makes you a bit uneasy.

the things he does for you feel more like acts boyfriends take on—opening doors for you, zipping up your coat, offering to take your makeup off after a long day. it’s hard to turn him away or tell him no, especially when he insists on helping you out. how can you deny him when he wears a pout that’s practically begging for your permission to lend a hand? and, as he says, he’s your brother, after all.

you’re close, but not in the way siblings should be. he tells you a lot, things that he shouldn’t feel comfortable telling his sister, things about his relationships that you have no business knowing, that make your cheeks warm up and your teeth bite down on your lip. he asks about yours, too, curious to know whether or not the boys you bring around are satisfying you, “the way they should be,” he likes to say. you’re never quite sure how to answer him or just why he’s so interested in parts of your life that are meant to be private.

things have gotten even stranger since the two of you moved out of your parent’s home, relocating to live on your own and start lives outside of your family unit. yuta still makes an effort to visit you often, going out of his way to make sure the apartment you end up renting isn't too far from his. you’re sure that if it were up to him, he’d have you living in his spare room.

he’s over your place now with the intention of “catching up” despite seeing you only a week ago. his presence in your home has become a normal one, so much so that you’ve gone out of your way to get him his own pair of slippers and even make sure that your fridge is always stocked with enough food for two.

neither of you has paid the dinner you made much mind, you focusing on your wine and yuta focusing on you. you’ve almost gotten used to being the subject of his dark stare, but you’ll admit that meeting it is a little easier with alcohol in your system. another sip of the beverage is enough for you to find your voice. “so, how’s that girl you’ve been seeing?”

whether it’s because your living room is dimly lit or because you’re starting to feel the effects of the wine, you swear you see yuta deflate with your question. the lighting isn’t tricking you—his shoulders do slump a bit upon hearing your query. he knows he’s forthcoming with information regarding his relationships but he thought he made the fact clear; that all of these girls are simply placeholders for the one he truly wants. you don’t seem to have caught on. “i’m not seeing her anymore.”

you snort, swirling your wine in its glass. “what was it about this one?”

yuta’s turnover rate with girlfriends is something to gawk at—you don’t think you could count the number of women he’s wooed over the years even if you tried… not that you’ve ever found yourself keeping track. it should be a glaring red flag, how quickly he moves on from one to the next without batting an eye, but you merely chalk it up to him being a bit of a player. and that much should mean nothing to you. guys who sleep around aren’t your type and even if you didn’t mind the lifestyle, yuta is off-limits.

not that you’ve ever thought of him in that way.

yuta shrugs. “she just wasn’t right for me.”

“is anyone?” a giggle bubbles up from your chest and it makes yuta’s heart jump, bang against his ribcage like it’s trying to escape and make its way into your hands. he’s met with a sick thought, a little voice in the back of his head whispering that your hands are where his heart belongs. “you know, you’re super picky.”

he grins at your claim. it wouldn’t be untrue to say that he has acquired a specific taste, a fixed hunger, over the past few years. “picky” isn’t quite the right word—he prefers “particular”. “i’m not, i just know what i want.”

you nod, bringing your glass to your lips. “and what’s that?”

“you.”

the little bit of wine that made it into your mouth is sputtered back into the glass as yuta’s confession wafts through the air. you’re too busy trying to compose yourself to see the way the corners of yuta’s mouth twitch at your reaction—how his gaze falls to your lips to watch how you lick them to clean up the mess of wine.

 you’ve always thought that he’s treated you like someone other than a sister but you never imagined he’d come right out and say it, and so shamelessly, at that. your cheeks heat up as the single word hangs in the air, the warmth spreading up to the tips of your ears and some other place that you try not to acknowledge.

what’s worse, the admission doesn’t make your stomach churn in disgust. it doesn’t urge you to stand up and kick him out—tell him not to come back and leave you alone for good. because as much as you like to deny it, to push those sickening feelings down into the deepest, darkest depths of you, there’s a piece of you that feels the same.

“you’ve thought about it, too, haven’t you?” yuta’s voice cuts through the thick, suffocating air surrounding you. there’s an edge to his tone that you haven’t heard before that has you dragging your bashful gaze up to his.

“it’s okay.  there’s nothing wrong with it,” he reassures you as if he can hear the doubts swimming in your head like angry piranhas. his hand finds yours and you jump at the contact but you don’t pull away. the pad of his thumb runs over your knuckles, calloused skin comforting you in a way it shouldn’t as he continues. “we’re not actually related—only by title.”

“yeah but… what would people think?” it’s taboo, you know that much—it’s why you’ve been so hellbent on suppressing those nagging feelings of attraction throughout the years. though, with his confession now out in the open, those very feelings are trying to crawl their way up from the depths of your chest—they’re surfacing.

“no one has to know.” yuta lightly shakes his head to emphasize his point. the eyes staring you down are glistening with desire, like your question has given the man hope for a long sought-after fantasy. “we can keep it between us… our little secret.”

you chew the inside of your cheek as you ponder over his suggestion. the rational part of you is screaming to snatch your hand away and point him to the door but the part of you led by longing and lust urges you to stay put, to see this through. the two thoughts are like a floating angel and devil on each of your shoulders, both of them whispering in your ear, playing tug-of-war to see which side will win your favor. 

the push you need to make a decision comes in the form of yuta himself, the man lifting your hand from your lap to his lips. a light kiss brushes your knuckles before he guides your palm to the tent between his legs. you suck in a surprised gasp at the contact your hand makes with the hard bulge.

 “see what you do to me?” yuta breathes out, light and airy, “only you can do this to me.” 

a twisted sense of pride sprouts in your chest upon hearing his declaration. yuta has never hidden the fact that you’re special to him but you never imagined just how special that was. the statement gives you the confidence to touch him of your own will, hand tentatively rubbing over his clothed erection.

yuta lets out a shattered breath and the sound has your hand stilling and your gaze darting up to his—like a bunny spooked by unexpected commotion. his free hand makes its way up to cradle the side of your face, thumb running up and down your cheek. “keep going, baby.”

you swallow and nod your head, hand picking up where it left off in its exploration over his jeans. as pretty as the quiet moans yuta releases into the air are, you can’t help but think it would feel better—for the both of you—if there wasn’t a denim barrier between the two of you.

your fingers reluctantly reach for his belt before pausing in their path. you look up at him through your eyelashes. “c-can i?”

yuta didn’t think it was possible for him to get even more turned on—not after your initial acceptance, not after he finally felt your touch, but your questions has his pants growing uncomfortably tighter. you’ve always been cute in his eyes but your asking for permission gives him all the more reason to find you absolutely adorable. “please.”

dark eyes follow your fingers as they fumble to unbuckle the man’s belt. you’re not sure whether your shaky hands are due to nerves or excitement but the trembling doesn’t go unnoticed by yuta and when you get his pants and boxers down his hips, he places a steady hand on your quivering one.

it’s warm and big around yours and you don’t question his action, only let him take your hand, guide it to the cock you’ve just pulled out. you’re no longer afraid to admit that you’ve thought about it before—what yuta’s cock looked like. it’s different seeing the real thing and you find your mouth drying with the sight, lips parted as yuta continues to steer your hand.

both of you gasp when your palm meets his skin, dragging beads of precum down yuta’s shaft with his guidance. beyond your mingled breaths, the lewd squelching that accompanies each assisted stroke of yuta’s cock sounds in the otherwise quiet air.

yuta grunts as he helps you jerk his cock, a pleasure he’s never felt before washing over him. “f-fuck—” he chokes out, “i knew you’d feel this good.”

your hand alone is better than any mouth or pussy he’s been in—it fits like a glove, fingers grazing every vein just right, brushing over his slit, squeezing his shaft. god—if your hand feels this good, yuta can only imagine what it’ll be like to have your lips wrapped around him, to be buried in the warmth of your cunt. he wonders if you know just what effect you have on him, if you’re aware of how much of a mess the mere thought of you turns him into. 

the moment you look up at him with those doe-ish eyes of yours, he can’t hold out any longer.

and with a series of strangled moans, yuta comes, ropes of warm cum shooting over your joined hands. you can feel him soften in your hand as you stroke his cock through his high, his musical whimpers meeting your ears.

when he finds his voice, yuta speaks up. “made me come so good.”

his hand finally lifts from yours and you’d complain about the cold, empty feeling if it wasn’t relocated beneath your chin. yuta tips your head up, leaning down to steal a kiss. his lips are pillowy and soft as they dance with yours and you moan into his mouth when his tongue seeks yours. it’s a messy, wet kiss, but one that has you yearning for more—more of his lips, more of his cock, more of him.

you let out a muffled squeal when you feel yourself reclining, yuta’s weight and imposing presence hovering above you as you come to lie back on the couch. you suck in a breath after yuta pulls away. he presses his forehead against yours, meeting your widened gaze.

“let me take care of you, baby.”

heyooo ! this is my first time writing a solo piece for yuta — it was fun! hope you enjoyed and if you did, consider reblogging and offering some feedback :3

#₊˚ପ⊹ signed: jujutsu kaisen #yuta x reader #yuuta x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x you #yuta smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk drabbles #jujutsu kaisen drabbles #𐙚 after hours #cw stepcest

[koishiro]

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𝓂𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒾𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒹ℴ𝓂 .ᐟ‪‪‬ [cw: afab!reader]

.ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛsᴜ ᴋᴀɪsᴇɴ.

— # 𝒿𝒿𝓀 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating satoru gojo ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹

Dating satoru gojo pt.2 ⋆˚✿˖°❀

Dating geto suguru ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

Dating geto suguru pt.2 🌱⋆｡°₊ ⊹˚ 🍵

Dating kento nanami ⋆˙⟡♡

Dating shoko ieiri 💌

Dating toji fushiguro ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

Dating megumi fushiguro ᯓᝰ.ᐟ

Dating megumi fushiguro pt. 2 ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

Dating megumi fushiguro pt.3 💌

Dating nobara kugisaki ✧˖🎀 ✧˖°

Dating yuji itadori .ೃ࿔*:･

Dating yuji itadori pt.2 💌 […coming soon]

Dating ryomen sukuna *ੈ✩‧₊˚

Dating ryomen sukuna pt.2 ✧˖°.

Dating yuta okkotsu 💌 ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

Dating toge inumaki ✉⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧˚

Dating toge inumaki pt.2 💌 ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩

Dating toge inumaki pt.3 💌 ⋆.°𖦹🎱.★⊹

Dating maki zen’in ₊˚⊹꒷

Dating naoya zen’in 💌 ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡

Dating choso kamo 💌 ⋆☆ ⊹°˖

Dating takuma ino 💌 ꒰ 🥥 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

.ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ.

— # 𝒷𝓃𝒽𝒶 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating katsuki bakugo ★🎸🎧⋆｡ °⋆

Dating katsuki bakugo pt.2 .° ༘⋆🖇₊˚ෆ

Dating katsuki bakugo pt.3 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ⁩

Dating katsuki bakugo pt.4 💌

Dating eijiro kirishima ꩜ ⋆⑅˚₊ ༘⋆

Dating eijiro kirishima pt.2 ⋆♱✮♱⋆

Dating izuku midoriya 💌 ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

Dating izuku midoriya pt.2 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ🍈 ⭒

Dating shoto todoroki ⋆｡°✩

Dating denki kaminari 💌 ✩₊˚ ⚡️ .⋆☾⋆

Dating dabi todoroki ⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧˚

Dating tamaki amajiki ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ ☆

Dating tamaki amajiki pt.2 💌

Dating shōta aizawa 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔᩚ

Dating keigo takami 💌 ⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖

Dating hitoshi shinso 💌 ₊˚⊹⋆

Dating hitoshi shinso pt.2 💌 ₊˚࿔*:･୧

Dating fumikage tokoyami 💌 . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

Dating mezou shouji 💌 ✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩

Dating hanta sero 💌 ✧˖°

Dating present mic 💌 ₊˚࿔*:･୧ 🎤

Dating mr compress 💌 / 💌 ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆

Dating snipe 💌 / 💌 🔫 .𖥔 ݁ ˖

Dating himiko toga 💌 *ੈ𑁍༘⋆

Dating kyoka jiro 💌 𓍢ִ໋🍓͙͛ ๋࣭

Dating rumi usagiyama (mirko) 💌 ᐟᐟ☆🗒️💭.ᐟ

Dating neito monoma 💌 ୨ৎ⊹ ࣪ ˖⭒

Dating tomura shigaraki 💌 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀

Dating mashirao ojiro 💌 *๑♡՞

Dating twice 💌 ᡣ𐭩. ݁₊ ⊹ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ₊ ⊹

Dating taishiro toyomitsu (Fatgum) 💌 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺

Dating momo yaoyorozu 💌 ˚ ༘ ౨ৎ⋆｡˚

Dating tsuyu asui 💌 […coming soon]

Dating ochaco uraraka 💌

.BLUE LOCK.

— # 𝒷𝓁𝓁𝓀 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating nagi seishiro ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊

Dating nagi seishiro pt.2 🪼⋆.ೃ࿔*:

Dating itoshi rin ｡ ﾟ ꒰ঌ ✦໒꒱ ༘*.ﾟ

Dating itoshi sae 💌 ⋆˚☆˖° ⚽️

Dating itoshi sae pt.2 💌

Dating michael kaiser 💌 ₊˚⊹ ʚɞ

Dating alexis ness 💌 𐙚⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 𐙚

Dating hyoma chigiri 💌 ⛧🦇⋆♱✮♱⋆

Dating kenyu yukimiya 💌 ·.༄࿔

Platonic!charles chevalier 💌 ଳ ‧₊˚

Dating barou shouei 💌

Dating ranze kurona 💌

Dating eita otoya 💌 […coming soon]

.CHAINSAW MAN.

— # 𝒸𝓈𝓂 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating aki hayakawa 💌 ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

Dating aki hayakawa pt.2 💌

Dating yoshida hirofumi 💌 ᐟᐟ☆ ﾟ.

Dating kishibe 💌 […coming soon] ☕︎ ₊˚ ⋅☕️ 𐙚

.HAIKYU!!.

— # 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓀𝓎𝓊.ᐟ‪‪.ᐟ‪‪‬𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating kenma kozume 💌 📓♫₊˚.🎧 ✩｡☕︎

Dating kenma kozume (time skip) 💌 […coming soon]

Dating kei tsukishima 💌 ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

Dating tobio kageyama 💌 ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆

Dating keiji akaashi 💌 ⋆ ☄︎.·˚ * 🔭

Dating satori tendo 💌 𖦹⋆彡🫧꩜♪⋆

Dating yu nishinoya 💌 ₊ ⊹ ᰔ

Dating ryūnosuke tanaka 💌 🏀 ౨ৎ .⋆☾⋆

Dating koshi sugawara 💌 💭.ᐟ 𖦹°‧★

Dating suna rintaro 💌

Dating toru oikawa 💌

Dating kuroo testurō 💌 […coming soon]

.TOKYO REVENGERS.

— # 𝓉ℴ𝓀𝓎ℴ 𝓇ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃ℊℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating izana kurokawa 💌 🫀⋆ ࣪.

Dating rindou haitani //b4 bonten// 💌 ೃ࿔*:๑♡՞

Dating rindou haitani //bonten// 💌 ꩜♪⋆☆₊˚⊹

Dating kakucho 💌 [coming soon] 🌷͙֒ ⋆ ˚｡

Dating hajime kokonoi 💌 […coming soon] ˖°❀ ᡣ𐭩

Dating bonten sanzu haruchiyo 💌

Dating mikey sano 💌

Dating ken ryuguji (draken) 💌 / 💌

Dating hanma shuji 💌 […coming soon]

Dating baji keisuke 💌

Dating inui seishu 💌 […coming soon]

Dating toman hakkai 💌 […coming soon]

.HONKAI STAR RAIL.

— # 𝒽𝓈𝓇 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating jing yuan ᡣ𐭩 *.ﾟ💌

Dating blade 💌

Dating sunday 💌

Dating aventurine 💌 […coming soon]

.GENSHIN IMPACT.

— # ℊℯ𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating neuvillette 💌

Dating alhaitham 💌 […coming soon]

Dating xiao 💌 […coming soon]

.ATTACK ON TITAN.

— # 𝒶ℴ𝓉 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating levi ackerman 💌

Dating eren jeager 💌

Dating erwin smith 💌 […coming soon]

Dating jean kirstein 💌 […coming soon]

Dating armin arlert 💌

.TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND.

— # 𝓉𝒹𝒾 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating gwen 💌

Dating Alejandro Burromuerto 💌 […coming soon]

.THE CASE STUDY OF VANITAS.

— # 𝓉𝒸𝓈𝓋 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating noe archiveste 💌

#𝒿𝒿𝓀 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ #𝒷𝓃𝒽𝒶 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ #𝒷𝓁𝓁𝓀 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ #𝒸𝓈𝓂 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ #𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓀𝓎𝓊.ᐟ‪‪.ᐟ‪‪‬𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ #𝓉ℴ𝓀𝓎ℴ 𝓇ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃ℊℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ #𝒽𝓈𝓇 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ #ℊℯ𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ #𝓉𝒹𝒾 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ #𝓉𝒸𝓈𝓋 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ #template cr ( @me ) #divider cr ( @idk ) #jjk moodboard #bnha moodboard #mha moodboard

[seoups]

౨ৎ masterlist ౨ৎ

a/n: i only write for jjk as of right now and there is ZERO NSFW I DO NOT WRITE FOR: mahito, choso, yuta, todo, and any characters who havent been introduced in the anime. choso is only on the masterlist because i had a one off idea for him

key: no emoji- SMAU 💙- drabble/headcanons 🔷- fully written

m. fushiguro megumi bf texts pt 1 megumi bf texts pt 2 coming soon... reader asking their body count after argument accidental confessions 💙how they sneeze reacting to you getting injured accidentally confessing to them

s. gojo gojo bf texts pt 1 gojo bf texts pt 2 reader asking their body count after argument accidental confessions 💙how they sneeze reacting to you getting injured accidentally confessing to them

k. nanami nanami bf texts reader asking their body count after argument accidental confessions 💙how they sneeze reacting to you getting injured accidentally confessing to them

t. inumaki inumaki bf texts inumaki w depressed reader texts reader asking their body count after argument accidental confessions 💙how they sneeze reacting to you getting injured accidentally confessing to them

y. itadori yuji gets hurt and bullied by sukuna texts reader asking their body count after argument accidental confessions yuji bf texts 💙how they sneeze reacting to you getting injured accidentally confessing to them

r. sukuna 💙how they sneeze reader asking their body count accidentally confessing to them sukuna bf texts

s. geto reader asking their body count geto bf texts accidental confessions 💙how they sneeze reacting to you getting injured accidentally confessing to them

choso reader asking their body count

t. fushiguro reader asking their body count after argument 💙how they sneeze reacting to you getting injured accidentally confessing to them

#kay 💗🎀 #masterlist #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk fluff #jjk smau #jjk texts #jjk fanfic #jjk text headcanons #megumi fushiguro #gojo satoru #nanami kento #toge inumaki #yuji itadori #ryomen sukuna #geto suguru #jjk choso #toji fushiguro

[inupibaldspot]

₊˚⊹Jujutsu Kaisen Masterlist ₊˚⊹♡ ART CRDIT

Gojo Satoru ⊹ ‧₊ 𓍢ִ໋🪷 ᰔᩚ

So it matches your eyes

Wingman ain’t subtle.

Sunglasses

Scenario 1

Scenario 2

Walk him like a dog

Back off,kid | Part 2

Even 12 years laters,your soul was in a color of kindness.

At him ,for him | Part 2 : From you, For him

I don’t want to hide it!

Blue is the color of royalty

Film through Shoko’s Lens

Let’s Give it One More Try

Geto Suguru ⊹ ‧₊🪻˚ ౨ৎ

Curse me if you must

Scenario 1

Okkotsu Yuta ⊹ ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა 🌹ღ

Call me by my name [18+]

You’re jealous?

My boyfriend is a worrywart …coming soon

Fushiguro Megumi ⊹ ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა 🌷♡

Pretty Glossy Lips

ASK: Sugar mommy!reader + sugar baby! megumi [18+]

Mix and matches [random scenarios] 🍒

Geto+Gojo: how their love story plays out with you ෆ

Yuuta: how he is at college parties

© inupibaldspot . do not copy, repost or translate my works.

[tigermark]

yuta bf texts pretty please 😔💖

yes ofc

yuta bf texts part 2 ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚.

- genre : fluff, slightly suggestive

- tw : established relationships, mention of sexual acts (nothing too explicit), cursing

#tigermark #nct #nct 127 #nct yuta #yuta nct 127 #nct fluff #nct 127 fluff #yuta nct fluff

[ruwriteshours]

NCT SECTION. ౨ৎ˚⟡.•

✰ MARK LEE

one shot #1: Worth a lie

summary: Always wallowing yourself in self-pity, you start to doubt yourself and you think it's time to end your relationship with Mark with a lie. He'll have no choice but to move on from you. It will work...

✰ HUANG RENJUN

nothing yet...

✰ LEE HAECHAN

one shot #1: Prove my love (M)

summary: Being used to second choice, what difference does it make when Haechan were to confess. You would be second choice to him too anyways... right?

✰ LEE JENO

series #1: Monsters in my room (M) Pt. I

summary: You didn't know your usual habits would become a huge significant part of your life. With little memories of your past, you are forced to remember to find your missing mother with the help of Jeno, an immortal.

drabble #1: My priority

summary: Giving Jeno the taste of his own medicine when he decided to ignore you for his game.

✰ NA JAEMIN

drabble #1: Where were you? (M)

summary: Your sweet loving boyfriend is always by your side during your bad days. What if one day, he can't be there for one of your worst?

✰ ZHONG CHENLE

nothing yet...

✰ PARK JISUNG

series #1: Chasing pavements (M) Pt. I | Pt. II

summary: In which jisung's derived thoughts leads him to an unlikely arrangement with chenle's sister, where he fucks up (quite literally) when he realises how deep in the feels he has for the girl he is suppose to show disinterest to, in honour of 'BRO CODE'.

✰ OT7

Reaction #1: Running away after confessing to them

✰ MOON TAEIL

nothing yet...

✰ JOHNNY SUH

nothing yet...

✰ LEE TAEYONG

nothing yet...

✰NAKAMATO YUTA

nothing yet...

✰ KIM DOYOUNG

nothing yet...

✰ JUNG JAEHYUN

nothing yet...

✰ KIM JUNGWOO

one shot #1: Room service 101 (M)

summary: You have had enough of the hellhole that is your workplace, opting to leave and book a hotel to get some nice relaxation. Little did you know, that you would soon find a different kind of comfort when your eyes are set on a handsome hotel worker...

✰ OT10

HIT THE BLOCK SERIES: Preview

summary: It seems as if the group can't catch a break; from having those five seconds of fame, to illegal money lendings to financial issues and now... they're studio is destroyed! Someone is out to get them and they're going to make sure that they'll get those bastards, along with making a name for themselves again... by signing a contract to become ballet teachers? Oh boy, how they've officially lost it.

or in other words,

a group of unprofessional dancers tries to manage a ballet class... who would've thought that it will somehow backfires?

coming soon...

©ruwriteshours

[saelique]

WOULD U LOVE ME IF I WAS A SPIDER ?

cw : fluff, cursing, vv ooc, uh dunno what else :3

”would you love me if I was a spider ?”

you asked, looking up at from your phone, lying down your shared bed at two am.

“I would kill you with a slipper, no offense baby.” he shrugs as you gasp, offended at his answer. “ehhh ?! no ?! that’s not how you’re supposed to answer !” you whine, kicking your legs against the bed, making thumping noises as he sighs. “I still wouldn’t.” “why ?” “‘cause I’m fuckin petrified of them.”

chuuya, sae, tachihara + ur fav <3

“. . . i guess ?” he repiles, confused at your question. was this some sort of test that he had to pass ? “hmph !! yes or no !” you huff, crossing your arms as you stare up at him. “probably yes.” he shrugs, back to reading his book. “I do keep a weird thing as a pet anyways.” “what’s that supposed to mean ?!”

akutagawa, nagi , inumaki ( by text or his onigiri language ), poe + ur fav <3

“of course I would !” he proclaims proudly, “even better yet, I’ll become a spider too and we can be together forever !” he winks at you as you chuckle at his overly dramatic response. “would you love me if I was a frog though ?” he asks you back, giving you his puppy eyes. “ . . . no.” “but-“ “I would love you as a worm though.” “yay !”

dazai, gojo, bachira, nikolai, yuji + ur fav <3

“shut up. I’m trying to sleep.” “it’s just a yes or no, come onnnn . . . “ you begged, only to receive a pillow smacking your face with a : “no. how would I even fall in love with a spider ? that’s not logical at all.” he glares at you, exhaustion lacing his voice. “you’re already insufferable enough as you are. now I have to love a spider ? you’re asking for too much brat.” “. . . you’re sleeping on the floor.”

toji + ur fav <3

“. . . I need to raise my standards, don’t I ?” he deadpans, his expression only showed weariness and exhaustion at your silly questions to test his love for you. “hmm, i guess !” you sang, smiling at his response, as the ends of his lips quirk up. “I’ll love you as long as you’re human.” “that’s good enough . . . right ?” “coming from me, yes.”

fyodor, geto ? megumi, kunikida ? + ur fav <3

”I’ll love you no matter what you are.” he mumbles, holding your chin to give your cheek a small peck, adoringly staring at you. so much so you nearly feel dizzy. “god, you’re such a romantic, aren’t you ?” “only for you my dear.” he was so down bad. but so are you <3

fukuzawa, nanami, yuta

”to be honest, yes and no.” he exhales, focused on whatever he’s watching. “why-“ “no cause duh, you’re a spider. the bane of humanity. and yes cause if I say no you’re gonna make me sleep out the roof with no blankets.” you roll your eyes, amused at his answer. “firstly, I am not. like that. okay ?” you stick out your tongue, still as childish as ever, he thinks. “yes, yes you are. you once kicked me out of the house cause I didn’t say I would love you if you didn’t have a head, body, arms, or legs. I’m not gonna make the same mistake.” “we don’t talk about that time.” “It was a stupid question, wasn’t it ?”

chigiri, atsushi, sigma + ur fav <3

cinna : I got bored <3

#dazai x reader #blue lock x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x you #yuta x reader #nagi x reader #nanami x reader #x reader crack #౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆ 📔 : novels ! #atsushi x reader #atsushi bsd #akutagwa x reader #sae x reader

[zuyoo]

s-hhh! yūta x afab!reader, ﹙외설﹚ drabble

CONTENT WARNING — college setting, mdni! pervy themes but nothing too major, smut omnomnom, unprotected sex, yay!!!

SYNOPSIS — wherein the classroom’s good boy, okkotsu yūta, finds out the quiet girl’s secret… your secret.

ZUYOO’S NOTES — i will EAT him, not proofread btw +++ click the “s” in the s-hhh! to see the masterlist !!!

prev.

after the tutor session, yūta stood up and walked towards the door of your apartment, but was stopped by you when you quickly got a hold of his wrist. you looked at him in the eyes before patting the seat beside you, on your couch.

“how did you know?”

straight to the point, you asked him shamelessly. he knew about it anyways, what’s there to lose?

“well—”

he continued to explain. which only fueled your curiosity about him more. you were… curious? and not scared?

yūta has your life in his hands, if a word of the conversation you’re having right now was to get out, you’d be dead. rumors spread like wildfire, and once something is out—it won’t ever be stopped.

though that was the case, his brilliance only stirred your curiosity. you needed to know how and when he started getting that idea. you needed to know how much of a genius he actually was.

“i’ve never seen you wear non-branded clothes before. all of your stuff are from not-so-famous, yet luxurious brands. now that i think of it… did you purposely wear those to avoid getting the attention from our classmates knowing that they wouldn’t know the brand?”

“yeah…?”

“at first—i thought that your family was just filthy rich, but then you mentioned that you were an orphan, and is living alone. which immediately crossed out the possibility of you having generational wealth.”

“when you accidentally dropped your bag—your items were scattered, i noticed that most of them were also expensive makeup products. and for a labeled ‘typical nerd’, you had too much products in your bag even though you never seemed to use them… or at least, you don’t use them in places people expect you to use them in.

“it might seem like what people usually do when they’re tired of classes, but you always disappear from the classroom first. out of everyone, you are always the first person to leave. i thought that maybe you simply needed to deal with something, but it was so repetitive that it was no coincidence.”

“i was thinking about it on the way to your apartment, but took note regardless. it took us approximately 30 minutes to get here. with that being said…”

“i noticed that you hurry to leave on mondays, wednesdays, and fridays. you always leave before 7pm, and a 30 minute travel time that gets you home by 7:30pm, which makes me think that you have to attend something scheduled by, lets say… 8pm? could it also be the reason why you asked me to tutor you every tuesday and thursday?”

“i think the lights and cameras in your apartment only further strengthens my perceptions.”

you were completely awed. he truly was clever. however, he still haven’t mentioned how he got “nyx”. and that made you wonder even more. but it was about time you set the deal. he needed to keep his mouth shut. and you were willing to do everything.

“yūta.”

“…yeah?”

“what do you want?”

your question slightly startled him. are you asking him to shut up? hah.

“why do you ask?”

“don’t act stupid with me, you’ve seen right through me quite effortlessly, i don’t think that innocent act will work with me anymore.”

you remarked sarcastically, and he just chuckled. is this just a laughing matter for him?

“i only wanted to confirm my speculation. and to get your attention when you were dozing off while i was teaching you.”

he said nonchalantly, his face plastered with a small smile that makes you want to explode.

“there is no way, that that was the sole reason for dropping the bomb on me. come on yūta—what is it that you want that will keep your mouth shut?”

“oh but it is the sole reason for it… though now… are you suggesting something?”

he knows his way with words and it got you tongue-tied. you were staring at him as he stares at you. your eyes traced his facial expression, his features, the way his eyes glistened from the same ring light you use when you’re taking pictures of yourself to post in social media.

god! you hated academically inclined men. they are disgustingly hot.

a sequence of thoughts ran through your head before just saying…

“fuck it.”

you held his face with both your hands and guided them closer to yours, before connecting your lips with his.

you felt him tense under your touch, but eventually kissed you back with much more passion.

hah. he was waiting for it.

you poked his lips with your tongue, asking for permission to enter—he immediately let your tongues danced with each other. the whole scene only encouraged you to break the kiss to push him further onto the sofa, before getting on top of him and connecting your lips together once again.

you felt him subtly grind against you, which made you moan against the kiss. this was unexpected, completely unexpected. the quiet girl and the said saint of the class, moaning onto each other’s mouths as they grind against each other like bitches in heat. how ironic, really. but it only turned you on even more.

you couldn’t get enough, not when he looks so desperate and vulnerable under you.

“yūta… tell me what you want.”

you whispered onto his ears, the feeling of your breath making him shiver that he couldn’t bite a moan back.

and then it all started coming back to him.

“s-should we be doing this?”

he seemed hesitant in asking… could it be because there is something else on his mind? or… is it because he really wants this to happen? you really think it’s the latter. with the way he’s hands grip your waist as he’s bucking up into your heat, there’s no denying it.

“what is it that you want to happen, yūta? whatever shall i do for you to keep this dirty little secret of mine?”

you ask, fingers trailing his chin, down to his neck, to his chest, heaving breaths deeply.

“hah- i-im… uh-”

you smiled at his loss for words. it was quite a cute scene.

“use your words, baby.”

“uhhm… please- p-please get off.”

“is that what you want?”

he nods, frantically, his actions saying the absolute opposite.

“words.”

“y-yes! please. please…?”

“okay then.”

you pulled his hands away from your waist and stood up, without a second thought.

“w-wait you’re actually getting off?”

his eyes filled with desperation, staring at your figure fixing yourself up. you faced him and raised your eyebrows at him with a smirk on your face.

“isn’t that what you asked for? i’m obviously stopping if you told me to stop. i wouldn’t go that far. bummer, i was down to have sex if that was what’s gonna keep your mouth sealed.”

“…right.”

you chuckled at him, he looked like a cute puppy with his pout.

you extended your hand to help him get up, and when he grabbed a hold of you, he pulled you back to the couch—back on top him. his actions surprising you.

“then… we still could continue if i wanted… right?”

you simply gazed into his eyes while slowly nodding, legs wrapping around his waist for a comfortable position. before he chuckled and imitated you,

“use your words, baby.”

“the audacity?”

your eyebrows furrowed at him before hitting his chest playfully, your actions causing him to chuckle even more.

he kissed you on the forehead, then the cheeks, then your lips. he kisses hungrily, with burning passion. he kisses you like it would be the end of the world by tomorrow. and you were enjoying every single moment of it.

he quickly broke the kiss to remove both of his and your shirt, and then continued to trail his kisses down from your lips, to your neck, to every part of your chest.

“so… so pretty. you’re so pretty.”

he mumbles against your skin. nipples hardening on his palm as he plays with it with one hand while the other is being sucked and licked with his tongue. your moans echoing throughout your apartment.

you lightly pushed him off, signaling him to stop. in which he did, he tilted his head as if to ask why you did that

“let me do something for you. since you’ve been the one who’s been helping me. and now i’m asking you to keep a secret.”

you got off of him before trailing your fingers all the way to the pants he’s wearing—before pulling on them to remove them. an obvious outline of his hard on, visible.

your thumb tracing it, teasing him. you heard him whine before removing his cock from it’s confinement. surprising you with how tall it stood.

you looked into his eyes and saw how embarrassed he was. he really doesn’t have to try to be cute when he constantly looks like a wet chick.

you spat onto your hand before wrapping them around his cock, jerking him off quickly. yūta instantly flinches at the contact.

your hand was so soft, your saliva warm against his cock, you looked absolutely divine when you look up into his eyes like that—he couldn’t help but let a breathy moan out of his lips.

“h—ah. oh god.”

“i haven’t even done anything yet, yū—”

“-baby”

he interrupted.

“please c-call me… baby”

he was that pathetic, it’s adorable.

“okay, baby.”

you chuckled before kneeling before him, kissing the tip of his cock, licking it teasingly as your hand continued to jerk him off, before completing sinking his dick into your mouth.

you caressed his thigh, beckoning him to relax. and he did, breathing heavily. you started to bob your head along his cock and was pleasured with the sounds of his whimpers. you removed his cock from your mouth with a pop! to remind him that…

“i am willing to do anything, and i mean anything. for you to keep this between us. with that being said, don’t hesitate to use me as much as you want.”

his eyes were suddenly ignited with sparks, taking your words to heart, he will make use of you now that he’s been given permission.

he then helps you get onto the couch, laying you on your back and discarding your pants and underwear in the process.

“then may i assume that i can fuck you right this instant? you’ve been fucking yourself with your fingers enough.”

aligning his cock onto your entrance, before pushing himself in raw. a whimper leaving your lips from the sudden intrusion into your core.

“hah. its okay baby, i got you. relax for me, okay?”

“i’ve got you. come on, let me have this pretty pussy.”

yūta started at a slow, deep pace. savoring every moment with you. his left hand finding your right, while the other gropes your waist and chest.

“b-been waiting for… for this”

he grunts in between his thrusts. his voice, husky. touching you everywhere you need him to.

you let him continue taking control, savoring each moment of his domination, before taking that away in one quick move. pushing him onto his back, you straddled him. you felt his cock throb inside of you before smirking down at his now bright-blushed face.

“heyy… we should set a timer on who tops.”

“it won’t be called domination if you’re not gonna take it for yourself, baby. plus, i already told you that i wanna do something for you.”

words slip pass your lips so easily it made yūta feel embarrassed. you were so different minutes ago—before the tutoring session. in class, you were a whole different person.., and now you’re on top of him—riding him to oblivion, pleasuring both him and yourself.

he couldn’t help but moan with the way you grind into him, letting him reach the deepest parts of your core.

“mmh—so good. ahhm… [name]- please bounce on m-my cock.”

he nearly whimpers from the pleasure you’re giving him. your name smoothly rolled off his tongue, you quite literally submitted to his command.

lifting your hips up to his tip, only to slam yourself back down. the smell of sweat and sex along with the sound of both of your moans and constant faps filling the room.

he couldn’t help but get a hold of your waist to thrust up into your core—in sync with the way you bounced on his cock. your tits jiggling in the process.

you see his eyes trailing towards where you two are connected, and how lewd the sounds you two were making. you’ve never taken anyone as big as yūta—his cock just brushes into your cervix when he thrusts up into you, making you shiver in delight.

it didn’t take long for yūta to completely control the way you bounce on his cock, pace now more relentless than your pace. he was hungry for it and he does not hesitate in letting you know.

it felt heavenly, his cock pumping in and out of your sloppy cunt—scratching you in all the right places. your head tilted back, eyes rolling to the back of your skull, barely being able to hold back your moans.

he manhandled you so that you could lay on your stomach, your back facing him, before continuing to fuck you with eagerness.

skin slapping can be heard all across the room, you were sure that anyone within a 10 mile radius could hear you two fucking like bunnies if they listen close enough.

“can’t get eno—ugh.. of you…”

you attempted to press your face into the pillow to muffle your moans as you felt him ram into you faster. harder. but he didn’t let you.

yūta pulled you close to press his chest against your back as he thrusts into you, allowing him to reach deeper than he could before.

“yūta- ah! please. p-please!! i’m close, baby—”

“me too, baby. hah—you f-feel… so good.”

your head slotted against his neck as he hugged your figure close.

“i can—can do anything… right? anything i w-want hm?”

you only nod, fearing that if you attempted to talk—you’ll only be able to let out moans instead of words.

“yeah? i can?”

“want me to fill this pretty pussy up?”

“you’ll let me, right?”

his voice, just barely above a whisper. one of his hands make its way to your neck, slightly squeezing on it, urging you to answer him.

“yes- y-yes!! please. give it to.. mnnhg—!”

yūta thrusts rapidly, chasing his high—it didn’t last long for you to feel him paint your insides. his load felt warm, just squirting in your (still) throbbing pussy. he held you so that you’d be facing him as you both caught your breath.

he doesn’t pull out after another minute, keeping all his cum inside of your pretty cunt—and you took advantage of it.

you haven’t gotten a chance to reach your climax yet, so you were gonna take it now that you’ve got a chance to.

flipping him over so that you’d be on top of him again, your sudden movement catching him off guard.

you looked so damn beautiful on top of him that you felt his dick throb and harden inside you.

“w-wait—!! i just came-”

“so you want me to stop?”

he blushed profusely, looking away before shaking his head. you smiled at his answer, took a hold of his chin to make him face you, and leaned forward to kiss him.

you started grinding your hips against his, the sound of slick filling the room as you two devoured each other’s moans in between your kisses.

“o—hhmn, fuck.”

“shit- i’m g-going to lose my mind if you keep moving l—like that.”

yūta’s head thrown back, his adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed, which you attached your lips onto, making him buck into you from the contact.

his eyes were closed, breath heavy, cock throbbing, as you continued to ride him. not long has passed before his words turned into incoherent babbling. which you took as a sign to ride him faster, with more hunger.

“i know you lied… or at least you were partially telling me the truth.”

“so tell me now, yūta. how did you really find out that i used the name nyx?”

whispering against his flushed ears, the words easily rolled out of your tongue that you felt him buck into you once again.

“ha—h. i-i… uh…mnhh-”

you grabbed his hands and placed them onto your hips, signaling for him to set the pace as you questioned him.

“w-well. at first i was- hah… just suspicious. but there were coincidences where i j-just knew you were nyx.”

“that one time when i helped you pick y-your stuff up from the ground. i… i saw a peek of a tattoo—nngh… on your inner thighs.”

“and- and… l-like what i said earlier… the make up products. you use them t-to hh—hide your tattoos, right?”

“i swear i-i didnt mean to seee… and i didn’t get a full glimpse of it so i wasn’t sure. uhm… ngh- b-but my suspicions were right all along, you had the same tattoo as nyx…”

to your amusement, he brought up even more hypotheses regarding how he confirmed your identity. this only turned you on even more.

“but you haven’t explained how you knew i was nyx. where did you even get the name nyx?”

you sucked on his neck, shoulders, and collarbones, leaving purple marks on it as you questioned him further.

“aaahh- i’m close… imclose imcloseimclos—”

“don’t cum until you answer all my questions.”

“hah- but-!!”

you stilled your movements, causing him to whine. he looked at you apologetically,

“‘m sorry- i’ll answer your questions.. just please don’t edge me agai—nngh”

you smirked before going back to the same pace you had. he was completely fucked out. you asked him to continue explaining while continuing your unrelenting pace.

“i-i—!! i knew you b-because i’ve followed yo—ur account- hah. w-way before i even suspected that it www…was you-"

“awww… i’m our class’ good boy, yūta-san’s, favorite alter account on twitter? how sweet.”

"g-god… p-please keep moving like that—hah…!! feels… s’ goood. s’ good-”

“fuck- please- p-please let me cum—!!”

“inside. i want it inside- please, please- pleaseplease-”

you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him up so that he’d be sitting upright and you’d be able to lock your legs around his hips as you continued to fuck yourself on him.

“hah- so much for being the class’ saint.”

“go on, baby. give it to me. cum.”

“take it- take it.. take it takeittake—cumming- ‘m cumminggh..!!”

the feeling of him filling you up triggered your own high, the both of you climaxing at the same time. he hugged your tightly, keeping himself inside of you, as you caught your breaths.

“hah… i-i… ‘m a long time subscriber… when i started tutoring you, your voice was awfully familiar, but i couldn’t put a finger on it. and when we agreed to do tutoring in here, in your apartment- it seemed- felt… way too familiar as well.”

“as much as i tried to be professional and focus on tutoring you, i couldn’t help but not ignore it.”

“and then these coincidences keep happening that made my suspicions even more clearer.”

“i couldn’t tell if i was just delusional- but… i don’t regret finding out.”

he kissed the sides of your lips delicately. his confession made your cunt pulse, making him hiss from the overstimulation.

“gee… calm down, nyx. i already came twice.”

he jokes, making the two of you giggle.

“who knew you knew how to fuck hard… still, y’know- shhh! don’t tell anyone about this then i’ll consider doing it with you again.”

“and…let’s stay like this for a while.”

you said, the both of you now laying down on your couch, a blanket draped across your naked bodies as you two cuddled. your hand making it’s way to his hair, lightly scratching at his scalp, coaxing him to doze off. his hands on your back, caressing it softly as if you were as fragile as a glass.

“yeah… i’d like that.”

he then kissed your forehead one last time before falling asleep with you in his arms. finally.

his pov.

—rbs & comments r highly appreciated!!

© zuyoo — do not copy, plagiarize, or translate my work without my permission. i only upload my work in tumblr.

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A/N ::: These are just all of my favs/characters I will forever be obsessed with. Feel free to add your own in the comments! Maybe I forgot one that I can go add =).

MDNI under the cut, please. Thank you!

W̟h̟e̟n̟ ̟y̟o̟u̟ ̟b̟e̟e̟n̟ ̟f̟u̟c̟k̟i̟n̟'̟ ̟f̟o̟r̟ ̟s̟o̟ ̟l̟o̟n̟g̟,̟ ̟a̟n̟d̟ ̟y̟o̟u̟'̟v̟e̟ ̟c̟r̟e̟a̟m̟e̟d̟ ̟s̟o̟ ̟m̟u̟c̟h̟ ̟a̟l̟l̟ ̟o̟v̟e̟r̟ ̟h̟i̟s̟ ̟c̟o̟c̟k̟ ̟t̟h̟a̟t̟ ̟t̟h̟e̟ ̟l̟u̟b̟e̟ ̟y̟o̟u̟ ̟s̟t̟a̟r̟t̟e̟d̟ ̟o̟u̟t̟ ̟w̟i̟t̟h̟ ̟&̟ ̟m̟a̟d̟e̟ ̟h̟a̟s̟ ̟t̟u̟r̟n̟e̟d̟ ̟t̟o̟ ̟a̟ ̟m̟a̟t̟t̟e̟ ̟f̟i̟n̟i̟s̟h̟ ̟i̟n̟s̟t̟e̟a̟d̟ ̟o̟f̟ ̟a̟ ̟g̟l̟o̟s̟s̟y̟ ̟o̟n̟e̟.̟

୨୧ Draken, Kazutora, Mikey, Tetta, Baji, Smiley, Takemichi, Atsushi, Chifuyu, Hakkai, Taiju, Hanma, Sanzu, Izana, Seishu, Koko, Angry, Shinichiro, - fuck, at this point just assume every dude on Tok Rev, ok?

౨ৎ Erin, Reiner, Jean, Connie, Levi, Sadies (shut up, just shut up), Erwin, Hange,

୨୧ Tengen, Rengoku, Sanemi, Douma, Muzan,

౨ৎ Geto, Sukuna, Gojo, Choso, Megumi, Gojo, Toji, Nanami, Yuta, Inumake, Aoi, Ino, Higuruma,

୨୧ (NOT ME TOTALLY FORGETTING ABOUT MHA) Katsuki, Izuku, Shoto, Aizawa, Mic, Kirishima, Yagi, (younger) Torino, Denki, Sero

౨ৎ Any of your favs!! <3

Taglist ::: @viburnt @dreamcastgirl99 @arlerts-angel

#smut shot #tokrev smut #jjk smut #demon slayer smut #aot smut #tokyo revengers #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #attack on titan #aot #demon slayer #aged up characters #mha #my hero academia #bnha

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𝘧𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘪𝘦'𝘴 𝘮.𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

hii! my name is fizzintine, i'm 18 and I like coloring :D!

make sure to tell me the fandom and characters full name!

my other account is: @princessfizzintine

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mha

lightskin!fatgum dabi with dominican flag bg darkskinned!hatsume and yaoyorozu brownskin!momo blasian!bkg and todo! brownskinned!ibara theres more..?!

blue exorcist

blasian!shiemi black!rin

shaman king

blasian!anna

jujutsu kaisen

➥ moodboard m.list!

blasian!nobara with blonde haiiir blasian!choso! pt.2

blasian!yuta

big fat disclaimer ☝🏽🤓

a bitch just likes to color. i dont own any of the panels (obviously) and i just like making black manga icons

#fizziexmyhero #fizz pfps! #fizzie'smlist

[suashii]

— 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒, 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒 ౨ৎ

okkotsu yuta x f!reader. 2.9k wc. ﾉ nsfw (mdni) ﾉ characters aged 21+ ﾉ step-brother!yuta ﾉ stepcest ﾉ college au ﾉ jealousy ﾉ possessiveness ﾉ yuta is insecure ﾉ marking (hickies & biting)

this is a continuation of my other stepbro!yuta fic, misplaced lust. that offers some background to this fic but this can also be read as a standalone!

a month has passed since you and yuta shared that fateful night in your living room, since you’ve started seeing him as someone other than your step brother—though, you still haven’t quite settled on what to call him. yuta would insist on “boyfriend” but the word feels heavy and sticky in your mouth, like you can’t really get it out any time you try. you suppose you’re still getting acquainted with the idea of yuta as a lover rather than a brother.

all you can say for sure is that things are different.

your standing as simply siblings is the image you keep up in public, much due to your persistence, though, behind closed doors, it’s a different story. gone are the days when yuta kept his urges buried. he touches you when he pleases—stealing the sweetness of your lips in morning kisses, holding you hostage in midday cuddles, exploring each and every curve of your body as you writhe and pant beneath him at night.

it’s taken some getting used to but you’ve fallen into some sort of strange routine with him. the life you’re living is far from ordinary, though, you’re pleased with it.

tuesdays—you have class on campus and, as much as you’ve told him that it isn’t necessary, yuta practically begged you to let him take on the task of taking you to and from your classes. you’re sure he’s parked in the lot across from your building now, but you’ll have to keep him waiting a while longer so that you can exchange contact information with your new project partner.

“just sent you a text,” the boy tucks his phone away in his pocket, “did you get it?”

as if he willed it himself, your phone dings with a message notification. it’s from an unknown number but you infer that the sweet “hi! :)” is from him. you wave your screen at him with a smile and a nod before quickly saving him to your contacts.

“i’ll text you when i get home, yeah?” you look to your partner, eyebrows raised in question.

“sounds good to me.”

“great.” you offer him a wave before setting off to the crowd of cars in search of yuta’s.

it doesn’t take you long to find it, or him for that matter. he’s standing outside the vehicle at the hood, arms crossed and eyebrows pulled together in confusion. the sight leaves you puzzled yourself as you approach him. he usually meets you with a smile. it’s strange to not see the corners of his lips pulling up.

“hey, what’s wrong?” you question. if you were in the privacy of either of your apartments, you’d reach out to smooth out the crease between his brows.

yuta reaches for you, large hands coming to rest on your hips before he pulls you closer. you frown and shake your head in a silent reminder that people are watching—people who shouldn’t see you in such a position. much to yuta’s dismay, you knock his arms away and take a step back. your action seems to upset him further. “who was that guy?”

you fight the urge to roll your eyes at his question. if you thought his investment in your relationships before you hooked up was concerning, then the tabs he keeps on you now border overbearing. you can’t talk to a guy within his line of sight without being questioned about it afterward.

“he’s just a classmate,” you reassure him with a sigh.

your disinterest in the conversation does nothing to ease yuta’s nerves. a piece of him knows that his jealousy may be unwarranted, but, to be fair, you’ve never gone as far as sharing contact information with another guy—and right in front of him, at that. “a classmate that needs your phone number?”

“yes,” you swear you see his frown deepen with your answer, “but only because we’re working on a project together.”

yuta trusts you, he does, but knowing that you’ll be working closely with a guy he’s unfamiliar with leaves a sour taste in his mouth. he’s well aware of how the minds of men work and who’s to say this one won’t make a move on you?

though, as he looks into the depths of your eyes, yuta reminds himself that it’s you. you wouldn’t let things escalate that far, you wouldn’t betray his trust—right? 

large hands come up to cradle your face, thumbs brushing over each of your cheekbones. midnight eyes bore into yours as he asks, “you promise?”

your heart jumps in your chest—at the feel of his rough palms on your face or the unexpected question, you’re not sure. the intensity behind his lidded gaze almost makes you forget where you are, that he’s not supposed to be touching you like this here, where anyone can see. you take hold of his wrists, pulling his hands down from your face, opting to hold them between your bodies to keep them hidden.

“i promise,” you tell him, voice low so that only the two of you can hear.

the warmth of your hands and the softness of your voice relieve all the tension that’s built up in yuta since he was met with that unsavory sight. he squeezes your hand, lips pulling up into a soft smile. 

he knew he could trust you.

life with yuta is as normal as it can be outside of your interactions with your poor classmate. the boy really hasn’t done anything wrong but he still unknowingly bears the brunt of yuta’s irritation and resentment. a simple text from him informing you that he added content to the document and would appreciate you looking it over earns a grimace from yuta if you take too long replying to him.

so, you suppose you shouldn’t be surprised when your phone vibrates with a notification—no, two notifications from yuta during your library meeting with your acquaintance. you hope it’s not rude to shift your attention to your phone for a moment. two messages one after the next implies urgency.

> where are you?

> you said you’d be back by 6

so much for urgent. you click the button on the side of the device to put your screen to sleep, not bothering to reply. you’re sure you’ll be wrapping things up here soon and the process will go even quicker if you don’t break to text him back. you make a mental reminder to respond to him as soon as you’re done, flipping the phone so the screen is facing down on the table.

you’re barely able to get another paragraph typed out before your phone is buzzing again, not with a notification but with a phone call. despite not being able to see the caller display, you have an idea of who it is.

“i’m sorry,” you apologize to the man across from you, grabbing your phone off the table. “you don’t mind if i take this, do you? i’ll make it quick.”

he waves his hands in a show of nonchalance. “no, no, go ahead.”

you offer him an apologetic smile before stepping out of the room you two reserved to dedicate some time to your project. when you hear the click of the door announce that it’s closed, you press the accept button on the call.

“hello?”

“where are you?” there’s mild panic laced in his voice as he continues. “you didn’t reply to my texts.”

you should have seen this coming. he isn’t always like this—so obsessive over your whereabouts, but you think you have an inkling of what’s got him so on edge and he’s sitting in the room you just left. “yuta, i’m still at the library. we’re almost done.”

hearing your voice is like an anchor for yuta, keeping him grounded from his unwelcome, wandering thoughts. he tried not to worry when the clock hit six and you weren’t walking through the door, briefly thinking that you got caught in traffic or some other minor inconvenience that kept you a few minutes. 

though, as more time passed, the hypotheticals turned to something less innocent—ones that centered around you and him and the sorts of things you could get up to in a room with just the two of you. it made yuta’s head and heart hurt in a way he’s never experienced before but the pain is beginning to subside now that he’s heard from you.

he’s tempted to ask about what’s keeping you but for his own sanity, he buries the question, choosing instead to tell you, “i was just checking in.”

“everything’s fine.” you nod despite him not being able to see. 

you hate when he gets like this, stressing himself out over nothing, letting nonexistent things eat away at his mind. but, in the same breath, you love being the one to bring him back to earth, the one he finds solace in. maybe that’s why your voice softens with your next words. “i’ll be home soon.”

there’s a shaky sigh of relief on the other line, one you’re almost sure wasn’t meant to be audible.

“good.”

the final straw comes a couple of weeks later when yuta’s outside your door, fishing around his pocket for the key you’d given him when you moved in. though, before he’s able to find it, the door swings open.

he expects to be met with the sight of you in your loungewear—shorts that ride up your thighs and a shirt that leaves a sliver of skin on your tummy exposed—but the person standing before him is the last person he wants to see, especially in your foyer.

it’s your project partner.

yuta’s eyebrow twitches as he looks at the man, silently wondering just what the hell he’s doing inside your apartment. he’s got a comfortable grin on his face that slowly falls as he turns away from you to find yuta standing in the hall. there’s confusion written over his features and if yuta wasn’t so annoyed, he’d laugh—he’s the one who should be confused.

“hey, man,” your classmate greets yuta cautiously before turning to you. “you know this guy?”

the question seems to be enough for you to finally recognize yuta’s presence. you don’t smile and hug him like you usually do when he shows up at your place. no, instead, your eyes widen like he’s the unwelcome one.

yuta’s skin warms with his boiling blood as his dark gaze flits over to meet that of your guest. “i’m her b-“

“brother!” you cut him off. with the look in his eyes, you couldn’t be sure he wasn’t going to say another word that started with the same letter. “he’s my step brother.”

“oh,” the man nods, “nice to meet you.”

yuta musters up as friendly of a smile as he can. if you didn’t know him as well as you do, it would have simply looked like he was caught off guard meeting a new face. and while that’s partially true, you can tell that the smile is forced—that his teeth are really clenched behind his lips and that the sentiment is not shared.

your classmate turns back to you, not taking notice—or, at least, choosing not to acknowledge—the thick awkwardness in the air. “well, i’m heading out. see you in class.”

you give him a wave as he slips out the door past yuta, whose sole attention is now on you.

it doesn’t take a genius to tell what’s on his mind.

“yuta…” your voice usually has a calming effect on the man but it doesn’t seem to work this time around as he slips into your apartment, fingers running through the messy strands of inky hair.

“what was he doing here?” there’s an edge to his tone as the question fills the air—one that’s a mixture of anxiety and possessiveness, something different than what you’ve heard over the past few weeks.

you close the door before facing yuta. the darkness in his eyes from earlier lingers but the anger has dissipated, replaced by uncertainty. the latter is just as chilling. 

something tells you that your explanation, no matter how truthful, won’t get through to him—not when he’s so worked up. still, you try to make it clear that nothing was going on between the two of you. you reach out to take his hand in yours so that he stops tugging at his hair. “we were going over our presentation, that’s all.”

the stare he meets you with is heavy, almost intimidating. “you had to bring him home to do that?”

“i didn’t feel like driving to campus so i had him meet me here.” you can see yuta’s jaw clench at your justification. you drop his hand in favor of placing yours on his face. his skin is warm beneath your hands and your fingers graze over the curves of his cheekbones and jaw. he softens under your touch, though the insecurity sticks to his expression. you hope your next words are reassuring. “but nothing happened—i swear.”

there’s an honest glint sparkling in your eyes and a softness to your gaze that convinces yuta that you wouldn’t lie to him—not about this, not about anything. with a deep breath, yuta’s hands come to rest on either side of your waist and he nods—more to himself than anything.

he dips his head down, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. it’s eager and greedy, like if he doesn’t do it now, he won’t ever be able to. his tongue runs over your lips, swirls in a dance with yours as he breathes in your air and scent. it’s dizzying and your head is spinning even when he pulls away.

his nips at your lip, nose pressed against yours. “you’re mine, right?”

you nod, parted lips glistening with yuta’s spit. 

“then show me.”

the journey to your room is clumsy, kisses interrupted by clothes being strewn about the hallway. though, when you do finally make it to your bedroom, your back meeting the mattress, yuta wastes no time letting his lips roam all over your body. he sucks and nips at your delicate skin, leaving dark marks of his love on your neck, your collarbone, your chest.

the simple sensation draws a melody of moans from you that reaches yuta’s ears, swelling his heart and his cock. he groans—the erection between his legs is almost painful and he finds relief in grinding the head up and down your folds, letting it bump against your clit. the contact elicits a sharp gasp from you and the sound only feeds yuta’s arousal.

he can’t hold himself back any longer.

sinking into you feels like the closest yuta will ever get to paradise. he fights his eyes from rolling back, stops himself from drooling, as he bottoms out in a practiced motion. he usually gives you a moment to adjust around him but he’s far too worked up to allow you the courtesy this time around, almost immediately setting a tempo with his thrusts.

the sound of skin slapping skin as his hips snap into you accompanied by the squelching of your wetness fills the still, thick air of your bedroom. yuta’s choked groans join them and he lets his head fall to rest at the crook of your neck. 

his tongue pokes out to lick at your skin, lips latching on to leave yet another purpling spot behind—a sign of his love, a sign that you're his. 

the thought causes yuta to bite down on the side of your neck, not hard enough to break the skin but enough to leave an indent of his teeth. he raises his head to meet your eye, labored breaths tickling your face as he hovers above you. he swallows before pressing his forehead to yours, hips still bucking into you.

“you’re mine,” he breathes out, nails digging into the sheets on either side of you.

you can’t tell whether it’s a question or a statement but you nod the best you can regardless of which it is.

his dark eyes bore into yours, a mixture of passion and possessiveness swimming in his gaze. “say it.”

it takes a moment for you to find your voice and even when you do, your declaration cracks. “i’m yours, yuta.”

“that’s right,” he dips his head down to kiss you, smiling against your lips before pulling away, “all mine.”

yuta’s hand finds its way between your bodies and to your clit, rubbing circles against the sensitive bud and drawing heavenly whimpers from you. he starts to lose the rhythmic pace he set as his climax creeps upon him, each thrust growing more and more erratic. a fire sparks to life in your abdomen with the added sensation and you can feel the heat seeping beneath your skin, penetrating your nerves. every part of you is on fire.

the stimulation is soon too much for you, pushing you over the edge and into the deep end of pleasure. the sharp breath you suck in is followed by shaky moans as you ride out your orgasm. with all the pretty noises you’re making and the way your cunt flutters around him, yuta follows not far behind you.

he pulls out before his seed can spill inside you, the warm white ropes of cum spurting on your belly instead. his own moans mingle with yours as he comes down from his high, chest rising and falling with each of his heavy breaths. 

his eyes flit up to yours, hand reaching out to caress the side of your face. you lean into his touch instinctively which makes his lips curl up in a smile. you wouldn’t do this for anyone else, would you?

you really are his.

thanks you for reading! if you enjoyed, please reblog or leave a comment! ᡣ𐭩

#₊˚ପ⊹ signed: jujutsu kaisen #yuta x reader #yuuta x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x you #yuta smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk drabbles #jujutsu kaisen drabbles #cw stepcest #𐙚 after hours

[fqeriemin]

꒷꒦ 🏁 𝑵𝑪𝑻 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 ?!

જ⁀➴ i be walking with the cheese that 's the queso ౨ৎ ☕️𝜗

― 127

JAEHYUN

YUTA

TAEYONG

JUNGWOO

DOYOUNG

HAECHAN

TAEIL

MARK

like it 's magnetic

JOHNNY

― DREAM

MARK ( see 127 )

HAECHAN ( see 127 )

JAEMIN

JISUNG

JENO

RENJUN

CHENLE

― WAYV

KUN

TEN

XIAOJUN

YANGYANG

WINWIN

HENDERY

#masterlist #nct dream x reader #nct drabbles #nct 127 #nct 127 x reader #nct 127 x you #mark lee x reader #jaemin scenarios #mark scenarios #chenle scenarios #jeno scenarios #renjun scenarios #jaehyun #lee taeyong #neo city #idk what else to tag #idk man #moon taeil #nct wayv #wayv x reader