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niki-phoria · 2 months

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⋆｡°✩ YOU LOOK SO PRETTY / PRETTY LIKE THE SUN

sweet moments with fushiguro megumi, itadori yuuji, inumaki toge, okkotsu yuuta

notes: gn reader (no pronouns used), first jjk reaction post !! this was so hard to write ngl, header from pinterest, title from tom odell - black friday

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI is in love with you.

dusk is filled with golden rays and city lights. you walk side-by-side with megumi in a comfortable silence. these quiet moments with you had always been rare but cherished moments - a small amount of time when you both could finally breathe.

years of fighting curses had taken its toll on you. with death always just one wrong move away, megumi had grown accustomed to cherishing the little moments with you: when you made him coffee in the morning before he woke up; when you waited at his bedside after he was injured in a fight; when you forcefully put some of your food on his plate after noticing that he wasn’t eating enough.

megumi had never grown up with a view of a real romantic relationship - all of his experience came from side plots in manga and being dragged into watching movies with yuuji - but he was smart enough to realize why his heart beat so fast around you. why he blushed so easily when your hand brushed against his. why he desperately wanted more.

megumi stops when you pause in your steps, stretching out your shoulders. a content sigh escapes you as you look out towards the shore. “the sunset is beautiful, isn’t it?” you say, your eyes trained on the hues of pink and blue filling the sky.

megumi glances at the skyline, only taking in the sight momentarily before he turns back to you. all the beautiful things he’s heard about “golden hour” seem to come true. the sun peeks out from behind various buildings, illuminating your silhouette. you softly smile as you look up at the clouds above.

“yeah,” he smiles; his gaze remains trained on you. “beautiful.”

fushiguro megumi is in love with you. now, he just has to tell you.

ITADORI YUUJI is - surprisingly - not a bad cook. over his months at jujutsu high, he had become the unofficial chef in the dorms. so when you fell ill, it was no surprise when he took on the responsibility of nursing you back to health.

your body is little more than a mound of blankets when yuuji creeps into your room; a bowl of steaming soup in his hands. he moves with the utmost care as he makes his way across the room before setting the bowl down on your bedside table. despite your puffy eyes and red-tipped nose he smiles, reaching up to push a stray strand of hair away from your face.

you stir awake at his touch before slowly blinking up at him. “hi y/n,” yuuji whispers. “feeling any better?”

he receives a groan in response. “i feel like death,” you rasp out.

yuuji reaches over, resting the back of his hand against your forehead. “you’re still really warm,” he mumbles. “i don’t think your fever has gone down at all.”

his cheeks flush slightly when you reach over, taking his hand into your own. your skin is overly warm and slightly clammy, but yuuji doesn’t mind. instead, he intertwines your hands together.

“here,” he says, using his free hand to hold up a spoonful of the soup he made. “try it. maybe it’ll make you feel better.”

the metal spoon burns your tongue and the broth is a little too salty, but it soothes your throat all the same. “thank you,” you murmur. “it’s delicious.”

yuuji simply smiles brightly, holding out yet another spoonful for you. “of course.”

“do you know japanese sign language?”

INUMAKI TOGE stares at you with wide eyes, surprised by your sudden question. it shouldn’t have been all that surprising, but it was something no one had bothered to ask before.

finally, after a short period of silence, he nods. “salmon.”

toge had grown accustomed to being left out. even while around the most supportive people, he often found himself struggling to be heard - both literally and metaphorically. after all, it was difficult to communicate with others through origini ingredients.

that didn’t make it any less hurtful, though.

you smile brightly, hesitantly signing along to your words as you speak. “i’ve been practicing a little. i wanted to surprise you.”

toge’s face flushes; his jacket does little to hide the way his blush spreads across his cheeks and up to the tips of his ears. your movements are a little sloppy and you’re clearly nervous, but he doesn’t comment on it. no one had ever put in this much effort to speak to him before. to not only listen, but understand what he means.

“thank you,” he signs in return. he pauses for a second, hesitating slightly before he continues. “i love you.”

“i don’t think i know that one.” toge simply smiles, leaning in to pull you into a kiss. he’ll tell you what it means soon enough. but for now, his flushed cheeks and soft smile tell you everything he means to say.

the safest place in the world is within OKKOTSU YUUTA’S arms. you can’t remember when it became a routine for the two of you. he would return home and immediately seek you out; his fingers curl around your waist and tug you closer until your back reaches his chest.

a soft sigh escapes his lips as he rests his chin against your shoulder. the pieces of your bodies fit together like a puzzle - from the way yuuta intertwines his fingers with your own to how seamlessly his arms wrap around you.

messy strands of ink black hair brush against the side of your neck when yuuta nuzzles himself even closer against you. his breath ghosts against your shoulder as he leans down, pressing a few lazy kisses over the fabric of your shirt. “i missed you.”

“i missed you, too.” your fingertips trace along little cuts and deep bruises decorating yuuta’s hands. “do they hurt?”

he catches his bottom lip between his teeth. it feels trivial to be in pain over such minor injuries, but yuuta has never been the best liar. “only a little,” he murmurs.

you frown slightly, raising your intertwined hands up to your lips. the soft kisses you press against the fresh wounds leave him breathless. with a flushed face and a soft smile, yuuta presses a chaste kiss against your cheek in return. “thank you.”

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mitsuyaya · 6 months

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[ househusband’s gripe ] okkotsu yuuta

contains: 512 words. fluff, reader and yuuta are married

summary: Like all the things in this world, being a househusband has its pros and cons — and the biggest detriment in yuuta's case, is keeping you in his arms for a long time.

end note: cross posting 4/6 of my yuuta's bday bash from ao3. i just missed him sry 😔

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Without any other complaints, Okkotsu Yuuta loves being a househusband.

It may be because of the simplicity of taking care of his spouse, the home he'll spend his eternity with the person he loves and his little bundles of joy, a product of his love and devotion for you. And possibly, because of how easy it is to dedicate his life, time and effort to something other than exorcising curses.

If the Okkotsu during his teenage years, one that was devoid of warmth and comfort, were to be asked – he would've never seen himself be a househusband, let alone be married to someone other than loneliness.

To be cladded with nothing but the responsibility of keeping the house stable, keeping the home the both of you would live in until your last breath, be filled with comfort, passion and serenity.

It's an unbelievable occurrence that he'll willingly do over and over again – because he knows, it's worth it. Serving you and the family he meticulously crafted is worth it.

Especially when at the end of the day, the house that was barren, that you can almost see a weed tumbling like in an old western movie, would be filled with noises he longs to hear after an exhausting day.

“Darling, I'm home! Did you miss me?”

It's your voice that'll fill the house, that'll fill the emptiness he felt the moment you stepped out of the house and bid him farewell.

But despite the contentment he feels, there's one thing he has a complaint on, there's one thing that makes him irritated — how his job as a househusband meant he can't keep you in his arms for too long.

Maki and the other's said that he's dramatic, complaining about how unfair it is for you to spend all day on your job: leaving first thing in the morning, that sometimes you two don't meet, and returning late in the evening, that oftentimes, he's already asleep.

Call him childish but honestly, he doesn't care. It's unfair, at least to him that is – all he wants is to be cuddled in your warmth or to cuddle you for as long as God would let you both. All he wants is for you to be in his line of sight all the time, to be only filled with your presence and nothing more.

Yuuta, your husband, wants time to stop the exact moment he had you in his arms. He wants it to stay that way, be interrupted by nothing and no one else. He wants to be drowned in your love and attention – it's what he deserves, it's what he needs, it's what he yearns for.

“Darling, why are you so quiet? Don't you want a hug hm?”

It is unfair, it is worth the complain,

but if it meant that it's him you'll be coming home to,

it's you he'll wait for at the front door,

it's him you'll praise for doing a good job,

it's you he'll wake up to —

“Welcome home, pretty. I miss you.”

then, he wouldn't mind, one bit.

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lynn0x1 · 1 year

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“Can I help you?”

Okkotsu Yuuta (JJK)

Summary: Yuuta finally came home after leaving for a mission for a week except he doesn’t show up normally

Genre: fluff, comedy, fluff

Word count: ~0.2k

Warnings: -

a/n: what if I opened request? maybe? possibly?

Yuuta thought he had made it in with no problems but then the lights switched on.

“Can I help you?” You stood there looking at him with your arms crossed.

“I uh I forgot my keys.”

“And you decided to come in through my window?”

Yuuta chuckled nervously as you rolled your eyes. You pushed yourself off the wall and went to hug him.

“You’re lucky I missed you.” You said, burying your head into the crook of his neck. He held you tightly, running his fingers through your hair. He rested his chin on top of your head and whispered.

“I’m home.”

“Just so you know you’re such a weirdo for breaking into my room in the middle of the night just to enter the dorms. You could have knocked or something. Maybe even call me. Or break into your own room-”

“Alright I get it.” He rolled his eyes at his (s/o)’s playful nagging. He’d tell you later his phone was dead, but all he wanted to hold his (s/o) that he missed so much. You started giggling at his annoyance knowing he just wanted to embrace each other in peace.

“Weirdo.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You better be. You were gone for a whole week. You didn’t even answer my text.” You huffed.

“I love you.”

“Don’t say that when I’m nagging you!”

“I love you so much.”

“Stop it.”

“I’m not gonna stop until you say it back.” Yuuta smiled cheekily at you. “I love you.”

You rolled your eyes once more. With a sigh you hugged Yuuta tighter.

“I love you too.”

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kisskawa · 1 year

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— cross your heart cw hospital setting, patients mention

yuta thinks he’s fucked up. he knows he’s fucked up.

but you were looking at him with those big, sad eyes and he couldn’t bear being the one who made them that way, all dull and disheartened.

he knew you were biting back your words, a tiny protest of “but it’s date night” never quite making it out. he could almost see how you stifled them back down your throat as your smile wobbled, encouraging him instead to “be safe and come home soon, ok?” and so, he swore a continuation in two days when he returned from the interrupting mission.

promise is a word okkotsu can’t afford, not in his line of work. but the smile you’d given him, light returning to your features in a heartbeat, had been enough for okkotsu to look over his thoughtless words, his mistake.

the call he’d gotten had made it sound easy enough - a grade two curse that had taken refuge in a local hospital, more of an annoyance than anything.

except, against all regulations, the hospital hadn’t been evacuated.

the curse had blistered through hallways, feeding on the weak and caring little for their unstable conditions. it would’ve been difficult to move them, okkotsu recognised as he peered into dark rooms, cruel even. all blipping heart rates and blinking lights, uv bag drips and unsteady breaths. there was little there that couldn’t be called curse bait.

it had taken okkotsu a careful trap to exorcise the curse properly, forced to corner it in a newly idle wing where monitors rang with piercing cries and alarms flashed in urgency. okkotsu preferred the silence.

and all that meticulous preparation and planning had led to success. exhausting and tedious, but a success nonetheless. the curse had been sliced through with a swing of okkotsu’s charged katana, no longer able to capture any more victims.

paperwork be damned, okkotsu had rushed away the moment he had deemed his mission finished. his body was sluggish, covered in grazes and cuts and debris and grime, but none of that mattered as he sought to get back home, to get back to you.

there’d been little traffic at that time of night, but that had done little to soothe okkotsu’s nerves, jaw clenching as his fingers tapped an anxious melody. the steady flow of late night radio hardly registered, dissipating into the air as okkotsu shot nervous glances at the clock.

00:28 blinked back at him, utterly and devastatingly mocking as it turned to 00:29.

okkotsu was officially twenty nine minutes late to your postponed date and he could only picture your face, eyes bleak and disappointed, though you’d feign a smile and whisper, “’s’ok, i’m not mad.” you should be, okkotsu thought miserably.

it’s at 00:53 that yuta finally stumbles back into your flat, nearer to 1am than midnight, and you’re still not angry.

wrapped up in a too big jumper that yuta remembers losing two months ago and swaddled in a blanket thats starting to fray at the edges, you’re waiting at the door. nursing a cup thats long since been emptied, it’s obvious you’d watched the hours pass by, tick by tick by tick of the clock.

you take yuta’s surprise as a chance to jump at him, one arm looping around his neck and the other spreading across the expanse of his shoulders. all part of an attempt to get him closer to you.

yuta lets relief flood his systems, spilling out of him as he smiles widely, lips catching on the skin of your neck. his breath expels in a shaky, happy exhale and his words soon follow after: “i’m sorry i’m late, i’m so so sorry.”

at your silence, yuta gathers up all his willpower to pry himself from your hold. instead, cupping your face with tender hands, palms rough from the night of work as his thumb brushes over your cheek.

the heat starts to prick at your eyes before you can stop it. it’s fiery hot and it makes water pool by your lashes. and yet, still, you’re anything but angry as the frustrated tears slip down your face, waiting to sink into yuta’s hands.

“i was worried about you,” you murmur, voice tiny as you begin to deflate, “just really worried.” your admission has you feeling silly and small, held up entirely by yuta’s hold as a little, watery laugh escapes you.

yuta looks at you, sheepish though the very picture of lovely, and thinks he must be the luckiest man in the world. he lets out a laugh of his own, overwhelmed by the beat of his heart and the love in his chest as you sink ever further into his touch.

another promise drops his lips before he can help it, “i’ll look after myself, i swear. i’ll look after myself for you.”

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todoroki-waifu · 2 years

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Megumi x Reader x Yuta (Separate)

Warning: Female reader. For Megumi’s part, has a dash of reader x Itadori.

Scenario: They can’t seem to get you off their mind even in their sleep.

Genre: A tiny, tiny bit of angst, but not really angst? Fluff

Word Count: 1,173

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Yuta's eyes shoot open as a gasp leaves his lips. He immediately throws his blanket off his body, feeling a wave of heat suffocate him. He sits up, burying his rosey face into his hands.

It was the third night in a row that he had a heated dream about you. He knew it was impossible for you to reciprocate his feelings, but he still felt horrible for dreaming about you like that. Even if some of his dreams weren't as heated as last night's, he still felt as if he was…violating you.

Yuta has been too scared to openly admit his feelings for you and felt it was much safer to maintain your current friendship. It has been more difficult lately for Yuta to not stutter and keep his heart from leaping out of his chest.

So, in order to keep his feelings hidden, he decided to avoid you. It was terrible, but his feelings were becoming hard to control. Especially since he can't seem to get you off his mind.

He thought he was being discreet, but turns out that the rest of his friends had noticed.

Especially you.

He was on his way to help Inumaki water the garden, but was stopped by you. You seemed concerned, but Yuta's too busy trying to find a way to escape from you. His heart was pounding again and he felt like he couldn't produce proper sentences. How could he even be of help to you?

"H-hi, Yuta-kun." You briefly looked at him before directing your gaze downwards. "I was wonderin-"

"I...I gotta go! I forgot something!" Yuta turns around quickly to take shelter in his room. Before he gets too far, his path is blocked again, but this time by Maki and Panda.

"Oh? Where do you think you're going?" Maki slams the end of her spear on the floor with a hard stare. Panda is behind her, arms outstretched to further obstruct his way.

"What are you guys doing?"

"Ikura." Inumaki joins the conversation, coming up from behind you.

"I'm-I'm not avoiding her! I just have a lot of things to do."

"Idiot! You think we're stupid?" Maki smacks Yuta on the back of the head. "We all know that's not the case. Now, hurry up and explain yourself."

Yuta feels the end of her staff push him towards you. Maki hates seeing you upset and all this conflict could be resolved if only Yuta wasn't so scared to talk to you. But she knew it also fell on you as well. You both were too frightened to address the issue so the three of them decided to initiate an intervention.

"Hurry up!" You hear Maki yell at you both after a moment of awkward silence.

"Ummm..." Yuta didn't know how to begin.

"I...uhh..I.." And neither did you.

More silence settles and Inumaki lets out a loud sigh. He pushes you a bit closer to Yuta and looks at both of you. When no words are exchanged, he lets out an annoyed grunt and pulls down his collar.

"Speak."

You both feel a quick jolt down your back and suddenly the first thing that comes to your minds starts pouring out.

"Do you hate me?"

"I love you!"

You didn't mean for your question to come out like that, but you ended up receiving the answer anyway.

"I could never hate you! It's the opposite!" Yuta says in a panicked tone, not intending for his actions to reflect in that way. He immediately holds both your hands, closing the space even more between you both as he starts to properly express his feelings.

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A sigh leaves Megumi's lips as he walks around the school campus, being conscious of accidentally bumping into you. He wasn't ready to face you yet, even though he's already admitted to himself how much he likes you.

Initially, he ignored the first two dreams about you, blaming the back to back missions and training sessions you two had together. Then you started invading his mind even when he wasn't asleep. Megumi hated and questioned why he acted differently around you.

The rapid pulse, increased work of breathing, stomach pains, the lack of focus. It took him a while to find out why, but he knew it was time to stop being in denial. Now for the difficult part:

Asking you out.

While he ponders on how to ask you out on a date, he hears a noise that was his least favorite. Megumi recognizes the sound, walking closer to the source. He finds himself outside, seeing you and Itadori sitting on the steps of the front dorm entrance.

You're crying softly into your hands with Itadori laying a comforting arm over your shoulders. The pink haired boy wears a deep frown while attempting to soothe you. Megumi tries to quell the jealous pang in his heart, knowing it wasn't appropriate to question why Sukuna's vessel was so damn close to you. He puts his rational thinking first and goes to investigate the cause of your distress. Itadori is then alerted by approaching footsteps and his eyes make contact with Megumi's blue ones.

"You're so mean, Megumi!" Yuji shouts suddenly, shooting the dark haired boy a glare.

"Hah?" Megumi responds with a confused look.

"Why aren't you being nice to __(y/n)?"

"Itadori, it's okay." You say softly, gently tugging on his sleeve as you feel him leave your side to stand up.

"What are you talking about?" Megumi steps closer to the two of you.

"I heard you've been ignoring __(y/n). You've been avoiding her for a couple weeks now. Don't you see that you're hurting her?"

"It-it's not on purpose! My intentions weren't meant to hurt her." Megumi lands his gaze on you.

"Then what's the reason? I thought you liked her?" Yuji noticed the way Megumi would react to you whenever you were near him. He's caught him blushing and stuttering more around you than with anyone else.

"You like me?" You stood up slowly, staring at your secret crush with wide __(e/c) eyes.

"D-don't say such embarrassing stuff." Megumi looks away, trying to hide his red face in his uniform collar. He wanted to clear this misunderstanding, but not in front of Itadori. He felt like it should be private, with just you and him.

“How could you say that admitting you like ___(y/n) is embarrassing?” Itadori stands tall, pointing a thumb to his chest with determination in his eyes.

“If you don’t want to be her boyfriend, then I will!”

Bonus

"Ah, just the three I wanted!" You see your white haired teacher wave as he walks towards your small group, interrupting Itadori’s proclamation.

"Sensei? What's up? Thought it was our day off today?" Itadori directs his attention to their quirky teacher.

"Well, yes and no. You have a new mission."

"Me? Okay, sure. What is it?"

"All three of you." Gojo corrects his pink haired student. "And you leave tonight."

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Author's Note: I wonder if I should make a Megumi x Reader x Itadori love triangle thingy? >.>

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kitashousewife · 2 years

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that’s the way my heart feels

an: this is my first entry for @kitsunekanojo event Too Much To Dream !! congrats milo on your milestone and thank you so much for letting me enter!! this fic is based on the song Pancakes by LANY

pairing: yuta x fem!reader

warnings: food mention & eating, pet names, all characters aged up, fluff, lowercase intentional

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the floor creaks under your bare feet, each step taken in the kitchen creating its own unique sound. the cabinets join in the song, squeaking and shutting with a thud. cracked eggs, milk being poured, and the whisk rattling in the mixing bowl join into the melody. making your lover breakfast is the least you could do for him.

well, breakfast at 2:07 am.

while, it’s technically morning, this still counts as breakfast to the two of you. a few minutes ago, right as you were about to head to bed, your phone rang. yuta’s voice came through the other end, exhausted but sweet. he had been gone on a mission for a few days, heading out to take care of a low-grade curse that he was using to train some students. to everyone’s dismay, the curse was a bit harder to fight than expected.

“i miss you so much, my love,” yuta sighs, yawn barely audible.

“i miss you too. are you hungry? i could make you something if you would like,” you ask, knowing full well he probably hasn’t eaten much since he left earlier this week.

“that would be amazing, but don’t fuss too much. i’m fine with anything,” his voice is soft, the sound of the turn signal clicks in the background. “i’ll be home in less than 10 minutes and i cannot wait to see you!”

a bright smile pulls at your lips. skipping into the kitchen, full of excitement, you get ready to make yuta the best meal he’s ever had in his life. except there is just one problem: you never went to the store.

listen, this week was tough. you decided to pick up a few more shifts to distract yourself while he was gone, which worked, except you got a bit too distracted. looking at the stove, you check the clock and feel a bit more pressure. he should be home in just a few minutes. thankfully, you remembered the pancake mix you kept in the pantry for situations like this.

it isn’t glamorous by any means, but it will have to do. grabbing a scoop, you pour some of the batter into the pan, watching the ribbons form into a rounded shape. the sound of keys and familiar footsteps pull your attention away from the now bubbling circle.

“hello, sweet wife,” yuta pulls you into a warm embrace, soft black hair tickling your neck. giggling, you pull back to look him in the eye. you notice the dark circles under his eyes and begin to worry. noticing your concern, he tips your chin up towards him.

“gimme a kiss,” he mumbles against your lips, pulling you closer to him. his lips are soft, slightly chapped from the dry air. pulling away, he inhaled and closes his eyes.

“that smells incredible, what did you make?” yuta turns around, hanging his belongings on the hooks near your door, locking up as he goes.

“pancakes, it’s all we had. i hope that’s okay,” you flip the first few, grabbing plates for the two of you.

“i appreciate anything sweetheart. thank you for being willing to cook for me this late,” he gives you a warm smile as he opens up the fridge.

yuta knows how tough this is on you. his trips have been more and more frequent, leaving you alone more than a newly married wife should. he feels terrible, his heart sinking every time he gets asked to go on missions, knowing he has to leave you behind. he hates bringing it up, feeling guilty for being gone so much. you are always quick to get rid of those feelings, assuring him that it’s okay, i’ll be fine. you know that he is needed, he’s one of the strongest after all.

grabbing the butter dish from the shelf, yuta gets an idea. yes, it’s late, but the unopened bottle of champagne he got as a thank you from the last mission is calling his name.

with a plate in your hand, you stack three pancakes up high for your very hungry husband. fluffy and warm, just the way he likes. grabbing some for yourself, you set the plates on the island for the two of you to enjoy.

right behind you, yuta grabs the champagne flutes the two of you got engraved for your wedding, ever so carefully, and sets them down next to your plates. the pop of a cork startled you, and you whip around to see him standing over the sink, letting the excesses drip.

“what’s the occasion?” you laugh, sitting down on a barstool and watching with delight as he fills your glass.

“we don’t need one!” he beams, topping off his own glass. “but, i guess we should toast to something,” he hums. grabbing the stem of your glass, you hold it up towards his. he clears his throat dramatically, as if beginning a grand toast.

“here’s to my lovely wife, who deserves the biggest celebration in the world!”

the clink of your glasses fills the room, followed by the pop of the syrup cap.

“if anything we should be toasting to you,” you take a sip of your glass. “you’re the one who fought curses for days and won.”

cutting a new piece of his pancake, yuta shakes his head. “i wouldn’t be able to do it without you, though. that would be impossible.” he says and grabs your hand, holding it in his as he plays with the diamond sitting on your finger.

the next 40 minute is full of stories, funny moments, and details of his trip. you listen to every word, eyes not leaving his as you fumble with your fork, half-hazardly stabbing pieces of pancake. everything is so interesting, the techniques his students are learning are just incredible. you can tell how proud he is by the wide smile he has on his face as he recounts the events.

the two of you make quick work cleaning everything up. yuta gets distracted, though. he missed you, even more than last time. your voice, your laugh, your kisses, your hugs. everything about you is so perfect to him. the way you’re willing to drop everything you’re doing, when you’re tired as well, just to make pancakes at 2 am in jeans and a t shirt for him when he gets home.

walking side by side down the hallway, he wraps his arm around you and slips his hand into your back pocket.

“i missed you so much. did i mention that?”

the bedroom door swings open, causing yuta to groan with relief. besides seeing you, he was also very excited to sleep in his own bed.

you hum, grabbing your own pajamas to change into. “i don’t think so, but i would love to hear everything you missed about me, just out of curiosity.”

he chuckles, tucking you in under the covers. “i missed your pretty hair,” he mumbles, planting a kiss to your head. “i missed your beautiful face,” he whispers, leaving a soft kiss to your lips. “i missed your cute laugh and smile,” and you smile in return, sleepy eyes looking up at him as rubs his thumb across your cheeks.

“i love you so much, my wife.” he whispers, leaning down to kiss your cheek. your eyes flutter shut as he turns off the lamp on your side of the bed. he feels so grateful, so full of love and adoration for you. he could not be prouder of you for working so hard, and is so thankful that you are so selfless. he feels like the luckiest man in the entire world.

he feels lucky to love you. he is overwhelmed with gratitude for the life he gets to spend with you. yuta feels so needed, so wanted, and so appreciated.

as the clock blinks 3:14 am, the exhaustion he had felt beings to take over. closing his eyes, he falls asleep with a smile, on cloud nine with you as his wife.

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roscgcld · 2 years

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ok so what if all of them are attending/watching a sporting event and yuta and dd!reader suddenly appeared on the 'kiss cam' 😭 i feel like gojo would tease yuta until the end of the game 😭

Besties, you guys always come through with the best ideas.

I can imagine it - Gojo had managed to pull some strings and invite them to a baseball game. The students were excited, since it would be the first time they get to go to a full stadium to experience something as normal as watching a baseball game. Having no idea that Gojo, since he was already pulling some strings, decided to add a little..spice, shall we say, to the entire event.

Let's say that the 'kiss cam' thing was a new thing that had been introduced to Japan - a huge American businessman, having bought over a stadium and turned it into a baseball stadium, decided to bring in this concept to the country. And it became a huge hit. So because it was all over social media, and Yuta and Yuji's favourite baseball team was going to play there, Gojo thought it will be a great idea.

Y/N was excited as well; she follows KPop and has seen her favourite idols taking cute pictures at huge stadiums, and she wanted to take some of those pictures too. So she dressed extra cute, and made sure that her makeup was extra nice; and thankfully, the weather was nice enough where she can go around without sweating her makeup off.

At first it was smooth sailing; they got to their seats that has a perfect view of the entire court, they had bought the typical snacks and were in general enjoying the game. Of course, Yuta and Yuji were enjoying it the most, and it was because of both their enthusiasm that it had everyone else slowly invested as well.

Half time came around, and Gojo was giggling at his phone for the last 20 minutes as he happily typed away. Assuming that he was flirting with someone the students went on ignoring him while they ate food and talked with one another. Yuta and Y/N had returned after Y/N had dragged him around to take pictures of her, and had just settled back down in their seats when the kiss cam segment started.

At first, it just went to a few random couples; some friends who laughed and pushed one another away, some couples who were adorable and kissed, and some just random strangers. However, it was when Gojo pulled his phone out to record, and when the camera suddenly panned to Yuta and Y/N that the others finally caught onto why Gojo spent so much time on his phone.

But they cheered on regardless, all of them giving Yuta and Y/N suggestive looks and nudges as Yuta blushes and awkwardly shoves a laughing Inumaki away. Y/N however, was excited - waving at the camera with a breath-taking smile as she gently shakes the arm that Yuta had around her. It was Gojo who had playfully yelled at her to 'kiss your boyfriend' that she finally realised why Yuta was so embarrassed.

She had always been the more affectionate one, so she just giggles before she happily wrapped her arms around Yuta's neck; who smiles softly and decided to give in. Leaning down with his arm shifting from her shoulders to his waist before he leans over to kiss her gently. it was a cute peck that had Y/N giggling and leaning over to give him another one, and their interaction had the entire crowd roaring and cheering at the sheer cuteness of it all.

Safe to say that the two of them went viral on social media for that clip; and Gojo also has the HD recording of the entire thing and has been sharing it around like it's candy.

Yuta doesn't know if he should kill Gojo or ask for a copy of the video himself.

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blueparadis · 1 year

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Yuuta Okkotsu 💙

Yuuta Okkotsu & first gift💙

Of all the boys in the class he is the most organized, calm and collected. He never forgets to bring his belongings, books, notebooks and he is generous, generous enough to lend his notes. He thinks he might catch a glimpse of you being jealous if he is generous, if he is popular enough. he thinks you might let the burden be off from your shoulders if he keeps trying, trying hard enough to share home with you one day but for now a small key chain that can get you access to his apparent will do. you'll learn eventually how to let things go, how to take it easy. That was it. that was his first gift to you. he was willing to open the door of both , of his heart and his home for you.

#$nippet #jjk fluff #jjk scenarios #yuuta fluff #yuuta x reader #jjk drabbles #jujutsu kaisen drabbles #drabbles #drabble #yuuta x you #yuuta okkotsu #yuuta okkotsu x you #jujutsu kaisen okkotsu #jujutsu kaisen fluff #okkotsu fluff

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daemontargaryenwhore · 28 days

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that's why Gojo made Yuji's uniform like that

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piichuu · 10 days

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♡ TEXTS WHEN THEY MISS YOU

FEATURING: gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, fushiguro toji, kamo choso, fushiguro megumi, yuta okkotsu, itadori yuji, toge inumaki

WARNINGS: fluff <333

NOTES: should i start doing more smaus like this? i’ve seen others do it and thought it looked fun! <33

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todorokies · 5 months

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yuuta who likes his girlfriends a little mean. girls who will scoff and roll their pretty eyes at him for his attempts at keeping your attitude in check. girls who will spit venom and give him a challenge. girls who like to push his buttons to see how long it’ll take for their boyfriend, who has the patience of a saint, to finally snap.

but all yuuta can do for the moment is send a soft smile your way and gently press a chaste kiss on your forehead, “what am i ever gonna do with you?” he’ll ask rhetorically.

he likes when you push him around a bit just to ruff him up, y’know? his knees turn into jelly whenever you firmly grab onto his strong bicep and drag him in the direction you need him the most or when you tightly squeeze on the collar of his shirt just for him to trail behind you like a puppy with stumbling feet.

his sweet and calming nature has you almost regretting starting something you know you couldn’t finish, but yuuta isn’t one to mind, in fact, he encourages your behaviour just to get a kick out of it.

when an argument arises with another person and you’re clearly in the wrong, yuuta will be ten toes down to defend you whilst trying to defuse the situation at hand in a cordial manner. however, you can’t ignore the subtle pinches caused by him on your upper thigh meaning you’re in for an earful behind closed doors.

but just like any other human, yuuta has his limits. he can only tolerate your bratty attitude to a certain degree. once that line of patience finally withers away with your cheeks tightly squished together by his cold hand as he sends you a deathly glare that makes your heart skip a beat or two, you know you’ve ultimately worn him down.

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niki-phoria · 8 days

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I WOULD GIVE UP HEAVEN IF I HAD TO

pairing: okkotsu yuuta x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 392

notes: i am officially no longer a high school student :)) i'm hoping to write more but i make no promises my motivation is very infrequent lmao, not proofread !! pls forgive any mistakes, title from enhypen - sweet venom

OKKOTSU YUUTA looks the most peaceful when he’s asleep. the weight of the world momentarily slips off of his shoulders. his usually sharp features relax, exposing the softer contours of his face. for at least a few hours each day, you watch as he sets down his jujutsu armor and allows himself to be a teenage boy once again.

the steady hum of the air conditioner drones on, filling the quiet of your dorm room. it wasn’t uncommon for jujutsu high to be nearly empty with most of the students out on missions, giving you an excuse to lay cuddled up in bed into the later hours of the morning.

sunlight streams in through your opened blinds, casting a golden glow across your bedroom. you reach up to carefully push a few stray strands of hair away from yuuta’s face. he stirs at the contact, softly groaning as the last remnants of sleep escape him.

“good morning, yuu,” you smile.

yuuta squints at you, slowly letting his eyes adjust to the sudden brightness of the world. “morning,” he mumbles; his words slur together from sleep. you chuckle when he shuffles closer, leaning his head against your chest just above your heartbeat.

he sighs, nuzzling himself closer to your body. your fingers dance along yuuta’s back before tangling into his ink black hair. your nails gently massage against his scalp, earning a soft sigh from him in response. “do you think we’re together in every universe?”

yuuta shifts slightly, forcing you to pause your ministrations. he tiredly blinks up at you with a tired smile. “of course we are.”

you chuckle softly, brushing his bangs away from his face. “how can you be so sure?”

“i love you.” yuuta presses a kiss against your cheek. “i’ll always love you.” this time, it’s a peck against your nose. he smiles against your skin as he peppers a few stray kisses against the crook of your neck. he chuckles when you squirm at the ticklish feeling; his arms snake around your waist to hold you still as he finds solace in the crook of your shoulder once again. “i’d find you in every universe. i love you in all of them.”

you smile brightly at him. yuuta’s eyes flutter shut as he leans in, sealing his promise with a sweet kiss pressed against your lips.

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mitsuyaya · 1 year

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[ magnum opus ] okkotsu yuuta

contains: 409 words. characters are aged up, domestic fluff, implied/referenced sex, established relationship

summary: yuuta has finally seen the greatest artwork ever made and it's you, sleeping like an angel in his bed

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yuuta feels like he shouldn't be seeing you like this.

so bare, unguarded, vulnerable, cladded with nothing but his thick blanket. sleeping soundly in the comfort of his bed, hair messy and marks from what you both did last night is still etched in your soft skin.

you look like an artwork, a painting so ethereal that a mere human could never come close, could never replicate. it felt surreal for a moment, that in this very second it was just hallucination, a figment of his fantasies and yet, when you slowly opened your eyes, cracked a sweet smile – he was reminded that this is real, that you're here.

“morning yuu” even the half asleep tone in your voice sends his heart and brain in a frenzy. “yuu?” he should speak, he tries to but he can't, he couldn't choke out the words he wants to tell you. yuuta fears that if he speaks the moment would be ruined, the painting he's ever so lucky to gaze at would be sullied.

“why are you staring at me?” a smile reappeared on your face, gazes locked on each other, until yuuta breaks the silence and finally speaks.

“i’m sorry you just look so pretty I couldn't help but stare” you giggled and yuuta swore it sounded like a chorus of angels, a harmonious sound of harps playing in the distance.

“very pretty” his hand slid from the sheets into the side of your face, you leaned into his touch, staring back at him with those angelic eyes, everything is just perfect, it felt like he became one with the painting he's admiring.

yuuta's thumb caresses your cheek, face inching closer until you could feel his breath fanning into yours. “my pretty girl” he says lovingly, kissing your eyelids, your nose, and a faint press on his lips into your own. “you’re so sappy” you scoot closer to him as he wraps an arm around your waist.

silence once again consumes his bedroom, with you lulling back to sleep with his fingers playing with your hair and his eyes still fixated on you.

this was everything he ever dreamed of ever since the first time he saw you, to lie next to you, to have you, to be with you.

yuuta glances at your face one last time, as he closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep, engraving in his heart and mind the greatest art he had ever seen.

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satoruluvies · 17 days

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twisted discipline?

# their reactions when some random guy dares to lay his hand on you in public

## incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji and yuta

+ (replaced sukuna with yuta because we all know kuna would kill the guy on the spot and also bc i love ruthless borderline yandere behind your back yuta <3)

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yuwuta · 1 month

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satoru is the friend that always upstages your boyfriend, but he’s so good to you that your boyfriend can’t really complain without coming across as the asshole in the equation. your boyfriend sends you flowers after your promotion, but satoru sends an arrangement of roses in the shape of your favorite animal. your boyfriend suggests going out to dinner for your birthday and gets you the piece of jewelry you’ve been eyeing as a present, but satoru’s the one who books the michelin-star restaurant and surprises you with a $10k handbag. you car breaks down and your boyfriend offers to pick you up/drop you off at work for the week, but satoru steps in a loans you his car and then tells you can keep it. and when your boyfriend does get the balls to confront satoru, he’s awfully relaxed, very calm as he explains that you’re his best friend in the whole world, so he just wants to treat you right. no harm in that, right?

#he's NOT SHIT!!!!! PRESIDENT of the aint shit club!!!!!#vice president nanami kento and i will not argue 😐 i won't nanami is JUST as bad he just has more tact #board members include: megumi fushiguro (treasurer) + yuuji itadori (secretary 1) + yuuta okkotsu (secretary 2)#jjk x reader #gojo x reader #satoru x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk fluff #jjk smut #gojo satoru x you #gojo fluff #gojo angst #satoru gojo x reader #gojo smut #💌.satoru

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yuuuhiii · 4 months

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wanna go for a ride ?

minors this is not for you!

includes : riding Yuuta’s washboard abs :P, 1.2k words, little overstimulation, making out and just smut in general;D , Yuuta’s a little tease mwhahaha and kinda sub reader

Yuuta was more of a giver than reciever. He adored giving you gifts and affection.

But his favorite thing in the world was pleasuring you.

He just loved your fucked out look when he’d be blowing your back out or even better, eating you out. The way your eyes would cross or roll back was always a sight for sore eyes.

Your orgasms and the noises he pulled from you were all he needed to pleasure himself. Giving that Yuuta was like this, he always fed into your fantasies.

You wanted to try something new in the bedroom? He was all for it. If it meant you’d be happy and well taken care of he’d do anything for you.

Even though Yuuta has never judged you for your new ways to spice things up in the bedroom it was still embarrassing to mention things to him.

Like the time you mentioned to sit on his face was definitely a night to remember. Not just because of how fucked out he left you but the whole conversation before hand.

Your boyfriend was just so sweet you almost feel like you’re tainting his bashful and pure personality with your lewd desires.

However he was just as filthy as you.

You sat in your living room in boredom as you waited for him to get home. He had gone to train with Inumaki and Panda, letting you know that he was on his way back.

Although throughout his time there you playfully asked for a picture of him. You were sent a picture of your boyfriend with no shirt on, chasing around panda who had stolen said shirt, as Inumaki took a selfie.

He texted, ‘your boyfriend is a little busy.’ You would be laughing it off but when you zoom in you softly gasp at the sight of Yuuta.

He’s drenched in sweat, his toned body on full display. Maybe it’s the lighting or the sweat but his abs looked so rough, so sturdy.

Absentmindedly your thighs clench, chewing on your lip at the sight. Your thoughts were blowing through a mile a minute.

It’s not like you never saw his bare body before, your hands would always find his abs when he was on top of you or you were sucking him off. And they were hard, whenever they clenched beneath your fingertips.

You squirm in your panties, already feeling yourself growing wet at the all these thoughts. You let out a shuddering breath and your boyfriend walks in through the door, causing you to quickly exit out of the picture. God only knows how long you’ve been staring at it.

“Hi baby!” He quips walking over to you and planting a kiss on your temple.

“I’m gonna shower, then we can watch our tv show ok?”

You nod, blinking at the tv in front of you. Yuuta comes out of the shower soon enough and you haven’t been paying attention to the show in front of you at all. You were definitely going to have to watch back.

“Babe?” You snap out of it, gazing up at your boyfriend as his face laces with concern. His big hand drapes over your thigh, rubbing it comfortingly.

“Are you okay?” He tilts his head and you gulp.

You avert your eyes, already growing embarrassed. Yuuta always found your flushed state cute. The way your cheeks turned pink and your cheeks puffed out just a little. He grabs your chin, tilting it up to face him.

“What’s wrong hm?” His big blue eyes blinking at you. You wanted to voice your new idea, but you felt bad that he had already took a shower, not wanting to dirty your boyfriend.

“Nothing s’fine Yuu.” You smile, turning back to the tv.

He narrows his eyes, his lips teasingly moving to your neck, placing a playful chomp on your skin. You squeal your hands shooting up to his shoulders.

“Dont lie to me.” He says almost as a warning and he can feel your whole body exceeding with heat.

“Um I was just thinking about something.” You mumble and his elbows move to rest on the sides of your hips, his lips placing kisses down your stomach. You squirm and he smirks, peeking his head from under your shirt to look back at you.

“What were you thinking about?” He says a little too innocently, you whine, staring at the ceiling.

“Come on tell me please?” You cave at his words, with a shaky sigh you tell him.

“I-I wanna ride your abs.” You cover your face and he perks up.

“L-Like you know when you made me grind on your thigh? I wanna do that with your abs.” You ramble out and fuck.

He’s already growing hard at the thought of you on top of him.

“We can do that.” He smiles, standing up and reaching for your hand. You shyly take it as he leads you to the bedroom.

He walks backwards as his legs hit the edge of the bed, sitting down. He pulls you on top of him but not without connecting your lips first.

They moved together so perfectly, he knew you were made just for him. His hands glide down your body, his hand rubbing you through your already soaked panties.

You moan, your hands digging into his shoulders.

“Yuu.” You whine and he smirks against your neck. Sucking and biting, claiming you as his.

“You’re so wet honey. Have you been thinking about this the whole time?” You nod dumbly, already grinding down against his hand.

“My poor baby, look at you hump my hand. Thought you wanted to get off on my abs?” He teases and you whine.

“I do!”

Your hands move to rip off his t-shirt, and moves to pull your panties down. He’s laid against the bed now, big hands sliding along your waist, guiding you up and over his abdomen.

Your eyes are lidded with lust, your chest heaving. Your hands shoot out on his chest, gliding your folds right against his toned stomach.

You gasp, juices coating his whole stomach. Yuuta watches you closely, you’re already shaking, small whines and moans leaving you as you get off on him.

“God you’re so pretty, so warm too.” He praises and you whine.

“Yuu help me please.” You pout as your thighs begin to burn.

“Of course baby.” He grins sitting up, you gasp at how much harder they felt, giving your clit the perfect pressure.

“O-Oh my god!” You moan loudly, shoving your face in his neck. You lick and suck and he hisses, almost growling as he moves you faster against him.

“Y-Yuu so close..” You moan in his ear.

“That’s good, cum for me like the good girl you are yea?” He whispers in your ear and when the words leave his mouth he’s flexing his abs. You’re thrashing in his arms as he grinds you down harder and faster.

“F-Fuck!” You squeal your high washing over you in an instant.

Your juices shoot out and everywhere on his stomach, coating the bed and his pants. Yuuta is overstimulating you at this point, feeling your clit spasm against his stomach. You drool against his shoulder, going limp in his arms.

He pulls you off of him, setting you up on the bed. Your eyes are almost closed and he grinds his hard on against your thigh.

“You can go for one more round right baby?” He whispers in your ear, kissing and nibbling it.

Yuuta loved pleasuring you a little too much.

Can you blame him though?

He just wants to make his sweet girl feel good♡.

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