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#Love you yuta
alaylays · 27 days
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pure love c":
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miggiisdumb · 5 months
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Wolf hybrid Yuta and bunny reader!!!! You’re going about your day normally until this creepy and unsettling presence is behind you. It shoots fear up your spine and something primal in you is screaming at you to run, you’re gonna get eaten alive.
Then you turn around and it’s just sweet Yuta smiling at you sheepishly, tail wagging and pointy ears flat on his head, apologetic for scaring you.
A total sweetheart. His friendliness warms your heart every time the two of you talk, but your brain is conflicted because the sight of his sharp teeth still make your survival instincts flare up, alarms blaring. It’s all mixed into this weird fearful attraction for him.
And Yuta clearly means no harm- he thinks bunnies are cute! A little tew cute. He likes that you spend time with him, likes how soft and squishy you look, likes how sometimes you flinch like you’re about to take off running for the hills at any moment and the prey drive starts itching in his brain to go after you. He’s sure that he likes you a lot and wants to look after you- at least that’s what he thinks the twist in his stomach means whenever he sees you.
Just an adorable and innocent friendship that definitely won’t end with Yuta chasing you down in the woods in the peak of his rut <3
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kenm4vhs · 2 months
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yuta sure knows how to make an entrance
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venuslut · 2 months
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FANTASIZING ABOUT making out with yuuta okkotsu ♡︎.
It was bound to happen. It’s a known fact that you’re obsessed with your boyfriend and can’t go a few minutes without touching or kissing him. Like now, when you both were supposed to be watching a movie comfortably in the living room. A cheesy romantic comedy featuring a couple of Hollywood pretty boys and equally attractive women, with a bowl of popcorn loaded with butter and salt on the coffee table in front of the couch.
The movie was great, however; you and yuuta did not last long before getting in a heated makeout session that consumed all your attention. All initiated by you of course. You had started by shifting your position to lean your front more towards his side, still sitting next to him. Licking your lips as they form into a mischievous smile. Yuuta could tell the exact moment you lost interest in the movie and turned your attention to him. He stayed levelheaded, trying to maintain his own focus but it was hard when your hand moved from his hand to rest on top of his thigh. He knew what you were doing and he didn’t even have to look at you to see the look of lust in your eyes. If he did, he knew he’d fold immediately and he really wanted to watch this movie. But when you leaned closer and started to kiss along his jaw and neck, all concentration was lost.
Before you knew it, you were sitting on Yuuta’s lap and straddling his waist, your ass perfectly aligned on his cock and your hair shielding you both from the world. His hands moved to grip your hips firmly, his touch eager and desperate. You didn’t waste any time in locking your lips to his, claiming them in a passionate kiss. Taking charge, your tongue teased the seam of his lips, seeking entrance. Yuuta kissed back, matching your fervent pace and opening his mouth to let you in. Moaning when you grinded against his growing erection, reveling in the friction between your bodies, the heat and wetness building with each movement.
Your tongue eagerly glides against his, your lips beginning to become swollen and hotter after every kiss. As you passionately kissed him, Yuuta's hand drifted up, tangling in your hair. He pulled your hair gently, tilting your head to deepen the kiss, pulling you closer against him. He could feel the heat radiating from your body, the way your curves fit perfectly against him, and it only fueled his desire further. Then, His hand roamed down your back, slipping beneath the fabric of your dress and gripping your ass possessively, making you gasp and ruching your dress up in the process. His fingers kneaded the soft flesh, relishing in the way it fit perfectly in his large hand. He pressed you harder against him, his need for friction and you overpowering any desire to watch the movie. Surprisingly, or maybe not considering it was you, but you weren’t wearing any underwear under your dress, wanting to fully embody the statement ‘easy access’. It was like you were planning for this to happen and the thought made Yuuta’s cock throb in his pant. And you kept grinding against his bulge, enjoying the friction and delightful nudge of your clit.
Your lips danced together, your tongue plundering his mouth. When you pulled away, you opened your own mouth to extend your long tongue. Leaning forward to bring your tongues together before slipping into a sloppy kiss, your tongues exploring the other’s mouth. Then momentarily parting to repeat the cycle of licking your tongues in an erotic fashion. It was messy and heated, drool trickling down your chins. As your tongues entwined in a passionate dance within your mouths, your senses were overwhelmed with the taste of him, a heady mix of your combined saliva. The sensation of his warm, velvety appendage sliding against your own had you leaning forward to deepen the kiss more, your stomach tightened with desire.
A moan escaped your lips as your hips ground against his, muffled by the fervent connection you shared. The slick sounds of your tongues exploring each other only served to fuel the fire burning within you both, intensifying the raw and primal yearning that had taken hold. Your lips finally broke apart, leaving a trail of glistening saliva connecting you as you both gasped for breath. Yuuta's lips trailed a path down your jawline, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. He found your pulse point, his teeth grazing against it as he left a mark, a reminder of this encounter. Continuing his journey, he resumed placing hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck, leaving trails of saliva and suck marks in his wake.
"Mmm...you taste so goddamn good," he groaned against your skin before biting down, again, lightly on your collarbone, eliciting a soft yelp from you that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through him. He moved lower, trailing kisses down your cleavage and over your exposed chest. One of his hands ventured higher from your ass, cupping your breast through the fabric of your dress, his thumb brushing against your hardened nipple. Your hands slide down from his face to grip at his shoulders, your face is red and you pant, whimpering while he kisses your neck. You tilt your head up and to the side to give him more access to your neck. “Okko…” you mumbled. “You’re so soft,” he whispered into your skin, licking from your collarbone up the base of your throat.
Yuuta looks so cute when you get a good look at him, his face flushed red and his eyes glazed over with need. You may be the needy one but he’s always sure to deliver, and you loved pushing him past his limits to drop the ‘shy boy’ act and properly handle you. "You know I can't resist you when you look like this," he growled, nipping at your earlobe teasingly. His patience has grown thin and the desire to stuff his cock inside you has grown unbearable, and he needs to have you now. Yuuta stood up swiftly, lifting you effortlessly off the couch and carrying you towards the bedroom.
“You’re so needy, baby. That desperate for my cock? You know I can never deny you…”
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aishgumi · 3 months
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- an accident 😓
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summary: crack again.. he loves you lots like jelly tots!
aisha: this is reaallllyy short. i wasnt gonna post this but here it is lol.. im working on something and its gonna be done before tomorrow (i hope)
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taglist: @gojoallmine @yourmom23sworld @maisie0325 @aniuyyy
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soumies · 2 years
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coming! — JUJUTSU KAISEN —
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— summary: what they’re like when they cum
— note: this is a repost from awhile ago bc my old tags were blocking this post in search
— warnings: mature content (18+ only, mdni), gn!reader, unprotected sex, breeding, use of darling (all for nanami🧍🏻‍♀️)
↳ feat: nanami, gojo, megumi, yuuji, yuta
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NANAMI KENTO has to be buried inside you, preferably without a condom. he needs to know his seed safely makes its way inside you at all costs. he’s a family man, you know. he has deep, gravely moans that come straight from his chest. he knows exactly what he sounds like, and he uses it to his advantage. he’ll lean back so he can watch his cock pump his cum into you. thick, large hands holding you down at your hips when you try to pull away. “where are you going, darling?” no matter how overstimulated the two of you are, he will fuck his cum back into you; if anything, he pounds into you harder than before, so overtaken by the feeling of your walls slick with his cum.
GOJO SATORU is loud, naturally. his moans are breathy, though… the kind of “haaa haah-!” moans as he pumps himself over you. higher in pitch than most and coming from the very back of his throat. he’s more scared than you are to cum inside, regardless of protection and health tests. for this reason, he solely cums on your body. his favorite spots are your chest, your tummy, and your ass (bonus points if some lands on your thighs). he thinks it’s a win-win: it’s safe and it’s so fucking hot. the anticipation of seeing his cum splatter over your skin is what always pushes him over the edge, but not without a bite to your neck or shoulders in a pointless attempt to quiet himself.
FUSHIGURO MEGUMI is quiet. more so than you realize because he’s always moaning straight into your ear. he also likes your bodies to be as close as possible, and he has a tendency to duck his head down to your neck, sucking hickies into your skin and pressing wet kisses anywhere his mouth can reach. without fail, he’ll eventually make his way down to your chest, relentlessly mouthing at your nipples until your pull his head back up for a real kiss. he likes to cum on your tongue, letting you pump him and tap his pretty dick against your lips. he has those gasping moans, where he sounds like he can’t possibly take in anymore air into his lungs, just for his breath to be punched out when you wrap your lips over his head, suckling until there’s nothing left.
ITADORI YUUJI trembles— violently shakes, really. he will typically gasp out one or two “ah-!” kinds of moans. almost like he’s surprised by how good it feels, no matter how often he experiences cumming with you. he shakes so bad mostly because he tries to hold back his super loud moans… he’s ultimately unsuccessful every time. wherever he can put his hands on you, he’s gripping so hard when he finishes. he’s a huge fan of cumming inside, he’ll never pass up an opportunity— but he still hasn’t found the courage to ask you to go raw just yet. he’ll tug at the roots of your hair, press bruises into your hips, leave small, crescent-shaped nail marks on your thighs as his hips smack against your ass one last time before he moans loud and his muscles lock.
OKKOTSU YUTA pleads. he whines. you’ve never heard so many variations of your name in the span of one minute. even if you’re not being dominant at all, he’s begging. he doesn’t just hold onto you, arms wrapped around your torso to keep the both of you as close as possible— he’s grasping. fingers dragging down your back or holding your head down to his chest. he desperately bucks into you, letting out hot puffs of his breath onto the side of your neck. sometimes, he accidentally cums inside when his own orgasms take him by surprise. he freaks out a little bit after and you have to remind him that it’s okay, and that he’s the one who insisted on wearing a condom.
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randomminty · 6 months
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Enchanted by akatsukis princess carryisms
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seraphdreams · 1 month
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Okay, but like, Yuuta feeling bad that he didn't pull out in time but the reader is so cock-drunk that she's just begging for him to do it again...
this is what i wake up to…. oh dear m dizzy !!!
one thing about yuuta is, he never wears condoms. not because he doesn’t want to, in fact he freaks out when he’s not wearing one, but because they’re somehow always out of reach when they’re needed :( and when your pussy is clinging to him so tight, milking him for all he has, he can’t just pull out !! it’s a battle within him — does he cum in you, does he not? by the time he finally figures it out it’s too late :( he’s made a mess of your cunny, creamy white seeping out of your overstimulated hole n all at the base of his cock . .
the way he’s so fast to voice his sincerities, “m sorry, so so sorry.” he’s got his head rested in the crook of your neck, his way of hanging his head low in shame :( but when you feebly grab onto his wrist, tugging him so gently to tell him “please cum in me again, yu-yu.” … there’s a noticeable sparkle in his eyes !! only issue for you though, is now that you’ve given him the clearance, he won’t be able to stop :(
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satoluv · 3 months
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2PM LOVE
synopsis in which you had a crush on yuta okkotsu since young.
note: # mentions of divorce. angst to comfort fluff! wc 1k +
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Love. 
An intense feeling of deep affection for someone. As a child, you didn’t understand the meaning of love. Back then to you, love was books and books were your love. Sure, you received ample love from your parents and loved ones. The sneaky glances your parents throw at each other during family gatherings, the way your father opens the door for your mother like a gentleman, the way he soothed the goosebumps on your mother’s delicate skin with his calloused hands whenever she got cold. It’s the way their hips sway to their ‘anniversary song’ that echoes your humble abode across your living room, looking at each other with so much love. 
That, to you, was love; your parents' love for each other. Not that you’d say it out loud, of course. But someday, you will find love like your parents.
Growing up on the outskirts of Tokyo, you had a lovely childhood and you couldn’t ask for more. But it was all in vain. After 20 years of a blissful marriage, along with 3 children, your parents had a divorce. You weren’t quite sure what happened because they felt really in love. It also hit you when your father had to move out alongside your two siblings, leaving you and your mother alone on the outskirts of Tokyo. 
You wanted to be mad when you found out that just after 2 months of being divorced, your father had found himself a newer and younger lover. Never had you felt so betrayed. You felt angry and sad, for your mother who hides her pain with a sweet smile, assuring you that she’s not affected by it. But in reality, you know it’s a facade when you can hear her muffled sobs every night. 
From then on, you didn’t believe in love and promised to never fall in love. Thus, you grew up finding solace and comfort deep inside your books.
After 2 years of your parent’s divorce, you met a boy.
In front of your mother, you pretended that falling in love was a sin, you confidently vowed to never fall in love but why does your heart skip a beat whenever you see the boy with disheveled black hair and dark blue eyes? Why does your hand get so sweaty whenever your fingers brush his? When you told your mother about the situation you were in with your big doe eyes, she couldn’t help but laugh saying you have developed a crush. 
A crush on a boy named Yuta Okkotsu? 
You first met Yuta at a local bookstore not too far away from your neighbourhood. Every day, at 2pm, without fail you’ll catch him reading in the corner of the store, giggling to himself. What a weird boy. Perhaps he was reading a comedy series? You didn’t know what came to you that day, the ground beneath your feet swept you towards that young boy’s direction. He slowly shifted his gaze from the book to you. 
Embarrassed, you struck up a conversation “uhhh hi! what book are you reading?”. 
You have been friends ever since. He’d meet you outside your door, waving your mom goodbye before racing each other to the bookstore. You visit there so often that the owner recognizes you two. Once, you fell asleep on Yuta’s shoulder while his cheeks were on top of your head with a book in hand. The owner, Ms Belle, cooed at the adorable sight.   
He spent so much time with you that he’s grown attuned to you and your little habits. The way you stomp your feet when something exciting happens – like when the main character decides to finally confess to his crush. He knows you like to run your fingers along the shelves. He knows how you hate folding the edges of your paper so for your 8th birthday, he got you a bookmark with your name engraved.
One word to describe you and Yuta would be inseparable. You’d do things together. You’d have a sleepover at his house on some nights, and some at yours. He knows how much you hate crowds, so he would hold onto your pinky while he leads you both to a more quiet, and safe place. 
You were 9 years old when you finally realised that you had a crush on Yuta Okkotsu. However, you were also 9 years old when you had your heart broken, by a boy besides your father. He had to move to the other side of the world, far from Tokyo, Japan. His absence left you all alone again. The worst part of all, you didn’t have a chance to tell him that you liked him.
Perhaps you were right. You won’t believe in love and promise to never fall in love. Although deep down behind closed doors, love –your parents once shared, was all you craved for.
10 years later. Everything has changed. You grew taller, no longer the shortest in class. Your voice matured. Everything changed, even the the childhood bookstore closed down when you were 11. You no longer have a crush on Yuta Okkotsu. Lies. You’ll remember him forever.
Glancing at your Apple Watch, it read 2pm. You had to meet your friends at 2.30pm at the train station but since you were already early, you decided to stop by the newly opened bookstore.
The distinct aroma of earthy with a hint of vanilla from the pages of books that were stacked neatly on a wooden shelf instantly made you relaxed, like you were at home. Like a muscle memory, you run your fingers along the shelves, a habit of yours while trying to find a book that catches your attention. Abruptly, your fingers came to a stop. Your eyes lingered on a certain book. You were so deep in the thought you didn’t realise someone coming up to you. 
“The Love Hypothesis, huh?” 
That voice. His voice was honeyed yet soft spoken.
You shifted your gaze to your right where the stranger is. He’s taller than you, but not that tall, his hair no longer disheveled. Black hair and dark blue eyes carrying a radiant gentle smile that could probably light up the sky. —the same smile he carried in the past.
Your eyes lit up. “Yuta Okkotsu?”
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fml i really really dont like how this turns out but i just had to clear from my drafts. i love yuta sm.. and i m so sleepy rn happy 2024 my loves 🩷
likes and reblogs appreciated! 💕💕 pls be kind to me
my other works <3
@ satoluv do not plagiarize, translate, or rewrite my writings without my permission !
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byeohzu · 2 months
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i'm sorry, i know the situation is dire and all but i need more interactions of these two together. they're funny without even trying,,,
edit: for context, sukuna was asking them what they've been doing for the past month to be able to give him some trouble
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satorougojo · 3 months
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"Besides, no one's allowed to take youth away from young people."
Yuta protecting innocence like his teacher taught him !
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andie-orion · 2 months
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Respectful - Yuta Okkotsu
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Before you even really knew him, you had heard around the grapevine that he was kind and respectful. Most girls praised him for that above all else. Calling him cute but highly praising how gentlemanly he was.
When you first laid eyes on him you couldn’t seem to take them off. To most, he looked plain. Dark brown hair and such deep sapphire eyes that they almost looked a touch closer to black. But when the lights hit them perfectly they lit up like gems, sparkling and radiating the blue that much more.
When you befriended him you got to experience the gentlemanly behavior firsthand. He was kind and respectful to the billionth degree. Always holding your door open and pulling out your seat at the many eateries you accompanied him to. And grabbing the check was always a battle to see who was quickest. It was mostly always Yuta. Except for the rare occasions you would be able to sneak to the bathroom to go pay the bill ahead of time.
Yuta became a quick staple in your life and you wouldn’t have it any other way. It wasn’t until the prospects of losing him made you realize your feelings for him.
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“Oh my God, (Y/N) he’s such a gentleman!” Jamie, my work friend cooed, after Yuta had stopped by to join us both for our lunch break.
“That, he is,” I said, resting my hand on my cheek, elbow firmly on the table, watching him walk towards the bathroom.
I had just came back from there, not knowing he would join our lunch, and definitely not even thinking to pay the bill before coming back to the table.
He turned and looked my way, winking, and smiling that bright, obnoxious smile that let me know he was pulling my usual trick. A fact I was aware of because that was the way I treated him when I pulled the same stunt.
I glared his way and busied myself with my drink.
“Do you mind if I ask him out?” Jamie shyly asked, catching me off guard as I choked on my soda, accidentally inhaling from the shock.
After she hit my back enough, forcing me to make eye contact, I laughed to myself at this whole situation.
“He’s my best friend. Not my boyfriend. And I’m not his keeper nor do I tell him what he should and shouldn’t do.” I scoffed.
“So I can, right?” she asked to clarify.
I nodded, taking another drink of my soda. Unsure that I could even physically say yes.
“Are you okay?” Yuta asked, worry etched so carefully on his perfect face once he rejoined the table.
I couldn’t find my voice. I couldn’t take my eyes off him.
It wasn’t that I didn’t think Yuta was boyfriend material. He was. More than anyone I had ever had the pleasure of meeting. But was he something I could potentially lose in hopes that it was something more? That, I wasn’t sure.
“She’s all better now,” my friend explained for me, “can I actually ask you something?” and she rested her hand on his arm that lay atop the table.
Yuta looked at me concerned but turned his attention to my friend.
“Of course,” he smiled, his eyes still straying to me every now and again.
“Do you think you and I could go out for dinner some time?” she bluntly asked.
“Oh,” he said, blush dusting his cheek, “I’m actually currently seeing someone.”
My eyes widened and I looked to my friend, mouthing a sorry. She rolled her eyes but smiled through it all and quickly excused herself, stating she was going back to work. I waved her off, letting her know I’d be right behind her.
“I’m sorry,” I quickly said to Yuta, “she asked me if she could ask you out. I wouldn’t have said yes if I knew you were seeing someone.”
He cut me off.
“You wanted her to ask me out?” his eyebrows furrowed together.
I bit my lip and looked down, “I… I thought I would be okay. But…” and I stopped, nervous to finish the rest of my thought.
“But what, (Y/N),” he said, gently raising my face to look at him, “you know you can tell me anything.”
“The idea of you saying yes, of potentially dating her. It made my heart sink to my stomach. I’m sorry. I should have just told her no.”
“Why, why did you feel that way?” he asked, his hand now laced in the hair at the back of my neck.
“I… I don’t know.”
“I think you do,” he smiled.
“Well… even if I did, it doesn’t really matter anymore now, does it?” I sighed, removing his hand from my hair.
Before it could drop to his side he took my wrist in his grip.
“I’m not seeing someone.”
“But…” and he cut me off again.
“Let me finish, please. I’m not seeing anyone besides you. You are the first thing I think of when I wake up. And if I’m lucky enough to be graced with your presence, you take up a good bit of the middle to end of my day as well. I’m over the damn moon for you and I cannot keep that fact to myself anymore. Not if it means you want other girls to ask me out.”
I cut his speech off quickly.
“I don’t. I don’t want other girls asking you out. I…,” and I blushed but continued my thought this time, knowing where I stood with him, “I want you for myself!”
Yuta lightly chuckled and pulled me into his lap, embracing me in his strong hold.
“You’ll have me until you don’t want me anymore,” he mumbled into my temple, squeezing me tightly to himself.
“That day will never come,” I said, spinning to face him, to make sure he could see the seriousness of what I was about to admit. “I don’t want or need anyone else, Yuta. Just you. Just you for forever.”
“That’s perfect!” and he cupped my cheeks in his hands, pulling my lips passionately to his. Only breaking when we both needed to breathe, “now let’s get you back to work, yeah?”
I gently scooted off his lap, grabbing for my purse.
“Am I right to assume you paid when you supposedly went to the bathroom?” I peered his way.
“You would be. And just so you’re aware,” and he helped me into my coat, pushing in my chair, “I’ll be taking care of everything, financially as well, while you’re with me.”
“You don’t have to do that,” I whined.
“Well too bad. I want to,” and he kissed my nose and spun me to leave the restaurant, me scoffing behind him, “I will accept payment in the form of kisses though.”
“Fair enough, I guess. However, you coulda got those for free!” I laughed.
“Well then,” and he spun me when we got outside, his hands lacing in my hair again, an intimate feeling I would never get over, “I suppose we can discuss other forms of payment.”
“Uh huh,” I gulped at his reply, his eyes looking gleamingly devilish.
“Come on now, off to work,” and he kissed me quickly.
I pulled his lips back to mine, breaking when we needed air, resting our foreheads together, “I think I need to call them and tell them I’m suddenly not feeling well enough to come back.”
“Poor little thing, I’ll be sure to take great care of you. Nurse you back to perfect health,” he smirked, pulling me towards my nearby place as I coiled into his side, blush heavily lining my cheeks.
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astralstarlight · 2 months
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"Come here." Yuji slips a hand onto the small of your back and tries to bring you next to him instead of letting you trail along behind him. The crowd surrounding you doesn't let him.
"You okay?" You mumble, somehow managing to bump your shoulder against his. You're used to Yuji's doting by now, but he's strangely focused on you today.
He doesn't respond. The noise of the crowd seems to disappear into the background as you catch sight of his facial expression — a tenseness between his brows and a vacant look in his eyes, plus he's not even looking in your direction. It's a sign that he's been running on autopilot with you for at least the past ten minutes. You curse yourself for not noticing it sooner.
You try again. "Yuji?"
"Huh?" He turns back to meet your gaze. Whatever internal stress he's been working through is replaced quickly with a smile. You wouldn't have known he was faking if you hadn't caught his facial expression before. How many times have you missed something like this? "Just don't want to lose you in the crowd!" He says cheerfully, curling his hand into your shirt and then splaying his fingers out repeatedly. A nervous action. One of many that you're still figuring out.
"Yuji." You say, managing to guide him through the crowd to a quieter corner. "Are you okay?"
He hesitates and his gaze shifts from your face to a spot behind you. "Mm."
"That's not an answer."
"I know, I know! I'm just thinking."
"About?"
Yuji shrugs his shoulders, shifting his gaze away.
Don't do this. You want to say. Please burden me with whatever it is you're worried about. Please don't—
It feels difficult to swallow. "Do you want to just go watch a movie instead?"
"No way!" His eyes are wide, almost panicked. "You've been wanting to go to that dessert place forever."
Shaking your head, you reach forward and cup his cheeks between your palms, squishing slightly so that he's forced to look at you. "And it'll still be there tomorrow, and hopefully, the day after." You pause, whispering your next words. "Not asking for me right now, Yuji. Do you want to go today? Right now?"
He seems to deflate slightly at your question, but hesitantly and so slowly, he shakes his head. You catch his eyes flicker and you know he's about to come up with an apology, churned from the guilt he feels from burdening you with this, and perhaps, for wrenching away whatever happy moment he thinks he's stolen away from you.
"Okay." You say, simply.
Sometimes it's impossible to tell what he's thinking. Sometimes he gets very quiet and vulnerable. Being constantly loud and friendly covers that stark difference a bit too obviously. It's at times like this that you wish you could say the words directly into his brain so he gets it quicker.
I'm here. I'm here. Yuji, focus. I'm here. There's only so much you can do.
"Let's go." You murmur, sliding your hand into his.
This will have to do.
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acid--jackpot · 4 months
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Yuta!!!!!!!
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anqelically · 27 days
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LOVING YOU | YUTA OKKOTSU X FEM!READER SERIES
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"I love you with all that is left of my heart, yet the face that haunts my nightmares is you"
—YOU, Y/N FUSHIGURO, didn't ask for much in your life. All you wanted was to protect the ones you hold dear, and you had become a jujutsu sorcerer to do so. With your half sister cursed in a comatose state and younger brother soon coming to her school, you needed to become stronger. You thought you knew what life had in store, but everything changed with the arrival of a new student in your class of four. The moment you fell for Yuta Okkotsu was when your destiny as star-crossed lovers was set in stone
SERIES WARNINGS + MASTERLIST BELOW !
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IMPORTANT NOTES:
— your abilities are inspired by tanjiro (kny) and noelle (black clover). some of you and your abilities may be inspired by other characters, but i don’t really remember 😭 (it’s been like about 3 years help)
— all art i used i found on pinterest. they should have links to the original authors, and i’m pretty sure i checked first to see if i could use them (if i’m wrong pls tell me 🙏🏻)
JJK V0-S1 , GEGE AKUTAMI
COMFORT / FLUFF / ANGST
10/25/2021 - ??/??/????
CANON CONTENT WARNINGS— such as death, violence, blood, depictions of (what i consider light) gore, etc.
MASTERLIST LINK !
WATTPAD VERSION ! (originally oc x yuta)
STORY PLAYLIST !
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— EVEN IF THE PAIN IS WORTH LIFETIMES, I WOULD ENDURE IT ALL FOR YOU
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multidxni · 2 years
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"Babyyyy..."
"Hmmm?" He answers, not taking his eyes off the sheets in his lap.
"Don't you want to take a break??" I say and massage his shoulders.
I feel him sighing and relaxing under my touch.
"Baby, I need to finish these." He smiles at me, but he looks tired.
"You're so hardworking babe." I smile, brushing his hair back.
"And you notice this now?" He smirks.
I find myself giggling kissing his dimples.
"Yah, you're actually distracting me!" He makes a shocking face as he realizes.
I pout then laugh. "I'm sorry you're just cute when you're concentrated like this... You look like a baby."
He scrunches his nose as his adorable dimples appear.
"Ahh y/n, you do this on purpose!" He complains and places the sheets on the table, too flustered to go on with his work.
Our eyes meet as I sit on his lap. "I love you." I bow to kiss his forehead. "But I think you know it too well already."
"I love you more my girl." He pulls me back as we fall on the couch laughing.
He gets closer to me, or noses brushing each other and foreheads touching.
"I love you so much." He whispers, his breath hot on my lips.
My fingers tickle his cheek and the next second our lips connect in a soft, loving kiss.
Our fingers intertwine, as he holds one of my hands.
His other hand travels down my waist, pulling my body closer to him. There is no more space between us at all.
As we pull apart to catch our breaths, his eyes flicker with thousands of emotions and I loose myself into the way his face turns red and he chuckles.
"What?" He says shyly.
I'm sure my face is even redder than his.
"Nothing... I'm happy." I answer.
And I am.
Happier than ever.
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