Knowing Me, Knowing You - {Y.Okkotsu}

cross-posted of my ao3, do not steal!!!!

La Douleur Exquise

(n.) The heart-wrenching pain of wanting the affection of someone unattainable.

Yuuta Okkotsu is a man who knows many things, he’s spent most of his adolescence in fear of Rika hurting others and training to control her, along the way he’s also learned a couple of things on the way such as the reversed curse technique which no longer allowed him the need to visit Shoko as often.

He also learned how to master cursed speech, something that his friend was born able to do, he’s also learned how to copy other cursed techniques and wield many weapons.

Along the way he’s also learned you , you joined him not long after your first year at Jujutsu Tech and have been close friends for a while (much to Rika’s dismay at first), his friends were your friends, his likes and dislikes were also yours, two peas in a pod something that Gojo would tease you both about.

he’s learned almost if not all your dreams and aspirations, your reasons for joining the horrific world of jujutsu sorcery, “I don’t want to just sit here wasting my life away in some office job knowing I could be out there helping the world.” something you told him a little after the fight of a hundred demons, he had asked you after watching you help fight in the city.

And you know him just as well, his favorite colors, movies, likes, dislikes, why he’s here, who Rika is, and what she means to him.

Why he double knots his shoelaces, why he is surprisingly good at making french toast and smoothie bowls, how he never really contacts his family but tries to stay close with his sister, and how he’s good at geometry and quadratics.

You believe he’s the reason the sky is blue and that the night is dark, why the nights without him are cold and lonely, why the days without him are somehow even worse.

You find yourself on autopilot when he’s not around you, sharing the same air as you, feeling an empty and aching void in your chest when he’s not with you.

And when he is with you, you can’t help but feel whole again, like the aching and empty piece inside of you has been filled with something unknown, warm, and true.

You’ve decided to call this visceral feeling a small passing crush , but you know better than to think so little of these growing feelings.

You love him, you love him more than anything, you find yourself at a loss for words whenever he’s near, and your cheeks grow warmer when he brushes his hand against yours.

“Hey, Yuu? Can I ask you something?” it's a whisper, that could’ve easily gone unnoticed if it weren’t for the silence in the room. “You can ask me anything, you know that.” he smiles when he says it, almost as if a reminder that you both already know he’d listen to any question; stupid or not.

“What do you think it feels like to love and be loved in return?” there’s a moment of pondering silence between the two before one speaks up.

“I think it should feel… suffocating, like your drowning in an endless sea of.. warmth, I believe that once you find someone to love you should love them hard, love them with every atom that makes up your existence, love them hard to the point where if they’re not with you the world feels as if it’ll come crashing down on your shoulders. And to be loved in return? Well, that’s a kind of complicated question, I guess it would feel like... A boulder falling and crashing against a dam?” it’s said just as silently as the question was asked.

“A boulder falling and crashing against a dam? Why do you say that?”  there you go, always wondering, always asking why when things don’t add up to you, its cute in a sense how you’re always eager for an answer.

“Because no one truly expects to be loved just as hard as they love someone, if anything maybe half or less than that, but never fully, never wholly. Nobody ever truly expects to be loved so hard that they forget how to breathe when one is not near, nobody expects to feel all that love, and definitely not at once.” He always makes sure to answer any of your questions in full, another one of the many upon many things you love about him.

“Are you supposed to feel loved all at once?” You will always have a mountain of questions ready to be asked and answered he supposes.

“I don’t think so, I guess it just depends on the circumstance, for instance, if both parties love hard then I guess it’ll be suffocating on both ends, but if it festers like a warm disease then it’ll take its time, it might start with things such as the way they prefer their tea or coffee, or which hand they might drive better with. Presumably small things that then fester until they are the only thought that consumes your mind, they're the only thing that plagues your dreams at night and even again when you wake, until you realize that they have complete control over your heart.” 

He says the words as if he’s fond of them, he probably has considering how he felt about Rika, and you know that if you ask there’s a strong possibility that your heart might end up in small shatters but you can't help but wonder if. 

“Have you ever felt that way towards someone?” it’s said even quieter than before and you fear not if he heard you but if he didn’t hear you .

“I have actually, I still do.”

Oh , it’s all that comes to mind, your heart freezes and does nearly every blood vessel in your body.

“Have you?” 

A simple question regarding such a simple answer.

A moment of silence passes.

“I have.”

I have felt that way and I still do, everything about you plagues me like a horrid disease and I can’t help but warmly accept it, even though the possibility of my feelings being unreciprocated is strong I still love you if not even more than the day I met you, I love you so much that my soul aches and my heart shatters and my mind begs for you. I would lasso the sun to bring you eternal warmth so you would never feel cold again, I would overthrow all the demons in hell just so I can control the demons you fight and make sure you forever have peace of mind because I know that late into the nights horrendous thoughts poison your mind and leave you scared, I would manipulate the sisters of faith so you can face nothing but good fortune, I would become god to make sure that every blessing would come forth to you.

“That’s wonderful y/n, did they feel the same?” an innocent question asked by the person guilty of blindly robbing one’s heart, “I’m not sure actually.” 

“Well, I’m sure one day someone will,” it’s said with a friendly smile, and your heart somehow breaks even more. “Well, I should get going Inumaki is expecting me,” he kicks his feet off the bed and leaves you alone with your thoughts.

You wonder if he’s still in love with Rika, does he dream of a life where instead of a horrific appearance one could only conjure up in horror movies does he dream of her youthful and beautiful? Does he still love her the same he did all those years ago? He still wears the ring so one could only assume.

Does he dream of kissing her in the rain? Comforting her when she has nightmares? Marrying her? Starting a family with her? I mean they must obviously talk about what they could’ve been had that tragic incident not happened.

Does he love her the same way you love him? So many questions you wish to bombard him with but no position to ask.

You hate the feeling of being in love, it makes the days long and miserable and the nights even worse, the constant nagging feeling of loneliness and desperation, the aching feeling of longing that settles deep within you. 

How everything brightens up when Yuuta’s near.

How your heart beats faster.

How your cheeks heat up.

You hate it all, because at the end of the day.

He’s not yours.

i feel like megumi writes heart wrenching gut twisting soul shattering poetry while yuuji colors in disney coloring books lol

ITS MY BIRTHDAY HEHEHEHHEHE💕🤭🤭🤭

finally i can focus on my bigger fics

Limerence - {Y.Okkotsu/Reader}

Limerence - A state of mind resulting from romantic attraction, characterized by feelings of euphoria.

Warnings: None, just fluff

Genre: Fluff

He loves you, that much is something any fool could understand, he loves you just like how the flowers love the sunlight and rain, he loves you loves like how the bees love honey, he loves you like an alcoholic who has a nice bourbon with him. He loves you just as the stars love their night sky and he misses you just as much when the stars are left to kiss the early morning light goodbye as the sun begins to rise, he misses you like how the moon misses the late sunset, and although he may be awkward and quiet and sometimes albeit weird, he knows he loves you all the same.

And you love him, you’ve loved him since the trio days of Rika, him, and you, and yet although through all of those years, you’ve never been able to confess your feelings, Maki calls it you being a “fucking wimp”, but it runs deeper than that, you were there during the fight with him and Geto, although you were nearly unconscious you could hear Yuuta tell Geto how his love with Rika was pure, how he would give his life up for her, would he do that for you? Does he love you as well? Your mind can only wonder.

“Maki pleasee this is not necessary!” pleads of embarrassment flood from your lips," No, he’s leaving for Africa soon and if you don’t tell him now then you never will! Plus what if he finds someone else while he’s away? Do you want to live with that feeling of knowing you could’ve changed that and had him for yourself?” And although everything she said is true you can’t help but twist her words into “Are you calling me coward Maki?” you stop your tantrum and look at her.

“If the shoe fits wear it,” she shrugs her shoulders in response, “Okay okay, fine, when does he leave?” Maki was right, you hiding your feelings won’t make them go away, they only grow more into a plethora of emotions.

“Probably in his room making sure he has everything, or saying his goodbyes; you know how he is,” Maki suggests, “Alright, wish me luck!” you beam with a sudden wave of confidence, “If he says no I’ll beat him up for you,” she grins wide and in turn, you chuckle and runoff.

Golden twilight cast upon the dormitory of the future jujutsu sorcerors, “Yuuta?!” you called out while running closer to the dorms, “Yuuta?!” you ran face first busting the door wide open.

“Yuuta?” you spoke out once more but your voice was much quieter than the maniac yelling a few seconds prior.

Wandering around the halls you came to a stop at his designated room, the door was slightly ajar. “Yuuta?” you peeked inside and saw him bustling around the small room.

A busied “come in” greeted you, “Hi Yuuta,” you took a step inside and leaned against the wall, preferring to stay a few steps away and out of his way, “Hey y/n,” he smiled at you while stuffing a few shirts in his suitcase, “So, you ready for Africa?” you inquired, “Yeah, I wanna ready to see how I can improve, and also be able to strengthen and use Rika how I want.” he now had his left hand clutching the ring that he tied around his neck and his right resting on the side of the suitcase.

“Yeah, I think it’d be good for you as well, y’know being able to strengthen yourself and find yourself better.” you now look at the ground solemnly, “Hey Yuuta?” now meeting his gaze from across the room, “Yeah?” you take a deep breath, “Can I tell you something?” you nearly whisper. “Sure, what is it?” You close in on the space between you both, “I uh, um,” you can already begin to feel the clamminess welcoming itself on your palms.

“You?....” he trails on where you left off, “I’velikedyouforareallylongtimenowandIneverhadthegutstotellyoubeforebecauseIfeltasifitwerewrongtorikabecauseshe’salsolovedyoubutbasicallyiminlovewithyou!” you huff out, “You…like..me?” he questions, “Yeah, for a while now..”.

You hear him take a deep breath, “I’m sorry Yuuta I shouldn’t have said anything, especially with you so excited about Africa, just pretend I never said anything.” you quip.

Upon your astonishment, you feel the warmth of his body close in on yours, “Yuuta?-” Before you can question his actions you feel soft lips press against yours, “I’m so glad, I was planning on waiting until I came back and was a better version of myself for me to confess but knowing you feel this way I can’t just sit here about it.”

“So you feel the same?” you inquire while cupping his face in warm hands, his forehead touching yours, “I have for a while I just, I didn’t know when the right time would be, I’m sorry,” he breathes out as his lips ghost against yours again.

“Don’t be,” you officially close the even smaller distance and are greeted with warm arms wrapping around your sides and soft lips pressing against yours.

9:27 p.m. {K.Bakugo/Reader}

Warning(s): None, unless pregnancy is a warning but there shouldn’t be any (possible use of “baby”), not proofread lmao

Genre: Fluff

“Hurry your ass up already,” a gruff voice grumbled in annoyance to your right, “I’m almost finished Kats hold on,” you replied to his complaining while rubbing a lip scrub on your lips.

“Yer takin’ too damn long,” he shuffled scooting up higher on the bed and fixing the book's posture that laid in his hands, “Baby I’ll be in there in like five minutes, calm down.” you hear him grumble something along the lines of “make it two I'm tired,” while wiping off the scrub you quickly gloss your lips with a lip oil and make way to the bedroom.

“Took you long enough,” he teases at you, “Mhm, y’know you coulda’ went to bed without me right?” wine-colored eyes bore into you, “Just shut your ass up and cuddle with me,” he said this time except his voice was much softer, almost whisper-like. “Mkay baby,” you shuffled on the bed and into your rightful spot beside him and snuggled yourself under the sheets, “Whatcha readin?” you peered up over his forearm and caught a glimpse of some of the words and you could tell that whatever book his picked up off the shelf was angsty and romance-like.

“J’st some annoying shit, girl wants the guy, the guy wants the girl but the guy is fuckin around on other girls she’s j’st sittin' there waitin’ for him to notice her.” “Oh wow, seems like the guy can’t make up his mind,” you hum in response.

“He can’t make up his mind for nothin’ and it’s fuckin annoying if you want the girl j’st say so.” he grumbles while flipping the page, “Sounds like a certain someone I know,” you hum once more against the bulkiness of his arm. “How was work today?” you peer up at him through fluttering lashes and red blossoms across his cheeks, “Same ol’ same ol’” You look at him disappointingly expecting more details from him, he sighs and places a bookmark in the page he was reading and slides down from the headboard and shuffles beside you.

“Bastards wanted to wait until the dumbass villain got some hostages to call us out, got the hostages to safety, and blasted the dumbass all the way to hell, came back, and had to drown in paperwork, overall another day as I told you.” he breaths in your face.

“How was yours?” he leans in closer, faces only centimeters away from yours. “ Same ol’ Same ol’ ” you mimic and turn the other way, “Details sweetness, details.”

He wraps an arm around you and pulls you snugly against his chest. “Okay well, after you left I heated up the breakfast you made me and then I did some laundry and got rid of any socks that had holes in them or just didn’t have a match, also cleaned out your spare gauntlets; sweat and oil were starting to clump up in them.

Then I cleaned our room, then the nursery, and afterward I cleaned the rest of the house starting from our bathroom and worked our way down, made sure the kitchen and living room were sparkling too.” you proceed to ramble, “What’d I tell you about doing to much work?” Katsuki seemed slightly annoyed at how much work you were putting on your pregnant body.

“Baby I’m not just gonna sit on my ass all day doing nothing while you risk your life,” you frowned at him, “At least take it easy alright? Don’t need ya callin’ me because you can’t get up or some shit.” he grumbled pulling you closer to him and rubbing his hand over the roundness of your belly, “Mmm okay baby I’ll start taking it easy ” you mumble, “You better,” he grumbles into your hair and you giggle in response.

“I have an appointment next Tuesday for an ultrasound, think you can make it?” you’re whispering now, opting to go for the more silent route as you feel your husband's breath become slower and more even, “I’ll see what I can do,” his words make you smile because although they don’t sound promising, you know he wouldn’t miss out on the chance to see how his child's progressing inside of you.

Anaxiphilia - {R.Sukuna/Fem!Reader}

Chapter Two: Punishment Part I

Summary: Perhaps Uraume saving you was a miracle, or maybe it was simply to face you for the true terrors that are still yet to await you.

Tags: Smut, Little to no fluff, Dubcon, Noncon, Hella angst, Cannibalism, Bullying, Voyeurism, basically everthing

“My lord, please forgive my foolishness, I was terrified-” “Strip.” he interrupted you mid-sentence, “P-pardon?” did he tell you to strip off your clothes? He’s never even touched you before. “I won’t repeat myself vermin .”

You could feel all four of his eyes boring into you, “Y-yes master.” you made a quick strip of your kimono, leaving you only the small strings of fabric that were your undergarments . Just as you had removed the last piece of your undergarments, a soft knock was thumping on the door, “Come in.” Sukuna was monotone but his eyes never left your body, the faint sound of wheels against the floor made you glance over, and god how you wished you didn’t . I’ve brought your meal Lord Sukuna.”

Uraume addressed before leaving the room, “Bring me the cart.” he ordered you and you were quick to obey. He dug his hands into the tied up and very much alive human and ripped out an intestine, presenting it to you.

“Eat.” Instead of following his orders you just stared dumbly at him, “I said eat .” he growled while shoving the organ in your mouth, you choked with how deep he shoved the bloody, chewy organ down your poor throat. “Be lucky I’m not ripping ou your organs through that whore pussy of yours.” he glared at you with crimson irises filled with bloodlust and pure hatred, you were quick to chew and swallow while tears flowed down the apples of your cheeks.

“Don’t start that crying shit with me now, you brought this upon yourself.” “Or perhaps you would’ve enjoyed having my arm in your stomach slowly dragging out each organ, each vain from your pathetic, worthless, body.” You shake your head with quick disagreement, and the rest of the time with was spent just like that.

Him forcing live human remains down your throat, while you shamelessly cried.

“My lord please, have mercy on me.” you croaked out, “Your pathetic, this is what? The hundredth time you’ve begged for my mercy tonight? What part are you not understanding? Sluts like you don’t deserve mercy.” he seethed out.

The venom laced in his words was quick to shut you up.

Knock knock

Oh god, what if someone saw you like this? You’re already at the bottom of the nonexistent food chain, considering how whenever you retaliate to a bitchy comment from a concubine the first thing they say is, “At least his lord finds me desirable, unlike you, considering he’s never even touched you!”

You’re pretty obvious that if any of the concubines were to walk through those doors you might just die, literally.

“You may enter.” Sukuna verberated while yanking his hand away from you while you coughed continuously.

“Are you ready for your bath yet, my lord?” Oh, thank the heavens it’s Uraume! You thanked whoever resided above the clouds,

“I am, let’s go whore ” he commanded and you followed without as much of a peep from you.

Anaxiphilia - {R.Sukuna/Fem!Reader}

Anaxiphilia - Love for or attraction to unsuitable mates; an act of falling in love with the wrong person.

Chapter One: Back To Hell

Chapter Two: https://www.tumblr.com/hebewebe/715871729759780864/anaxiphilia-rsukunafemreader?source=share

Out the back door, through the garden, over the gate, through the forests. Out the back door, through the garden, over the gate, through the forests, you repeated the phrase like a holy prayer while you silently walked through the large mansion planning your escape.

You’ve been here for far too long and you needed to escape, you’ve grown heavily bored of the same sceneries, the large manor hidden away from everyone, the fields of nature that were somewhat far from it, and the waterfall that flowed down from a tall mountain.

“What are you doing?” a silky deep voice called from behind making you stop in your tracks, focus, breathe, control yourself, you repeated in your head before turning around to face your lover, your husband, your captor.

“Hm? Me? Oh nothing sweetheart, just wandering,” you smiled warmly at him, “I’ll accompany you” it wasn’t a suggestion but more of a demand, after all, you knew he didn’t believe you not in the slightest, you knew deep down he didn’t believe a word you just told him, and denying him would only make suspicion arise.

“Of course, how could I ever deny my wonderful husband?” kiss his ass, suck up to him, get him to favor you, convince him.

“No need to try and kiss my ass.” he deadpanned while walking in front of you, “So much for gaining his favor,” you thought to yourself, “Where did you plan on going?” he stopped in his tracks now admiring the garden from the glass doors.

“I merely wanted to walk around is all, get some fresh air, maybe go out beyond the gates?” you answered with anxiety swimming through your veins, “Hm, well then, you can accompany yourself with me.” he continued to speak while staring aimlessly at the garden before him.

“Where to exactly? If you don’t mind me questioning my lord,” you answered while having the gnawing feeling something terrible might happen if you do join him.

“Just a simple trip to a neighboring village, that's all.” there was a slight lilt in humor in his voice, he sounded almost whimsical.

“Alright, if that's all it truly is then, then I will accompany you.” you knew yourself that it wouldn’t be a simple trip, it would be a blood bath, but if it meant a chance at grasping the freedom you’ve oh so longed for, then you’ll happily risk his wrath and your life.

“We leave at sunset.”

Glancing at the sky and seeing beautiful hues of oranges, purples, and pinks make you smile warmly at nothing, “You seem joyful,” the words vibrated from his throat causing you to look at him.

“The sky is such a formosity like this, how could I not be joyful?” you muttered softly while taking in his features; soft tufts of strawberry-colored hair that's slicked back into an undercut, inky black face tattoos that decorate his forehead, nose, cheek, and jawline. Scanning over his build with your eyes, sharp lines decorating his chest and stomach, those same inky markings following him onto his back and leaving circular marks on his shoulder. Eyes decided to follow the marks on his chest and follow down until met with the sight of a weird scar-like marking.

“Do you have complete control over the mouth on your stomach?” mind filled with curiosity as your eyes scan over his figure again and finally make eye contact with the King of Curses.

“Why would I not?” his voice laced with arrogance and abrasiveness, “It was merely a thought, my lord, since you have multiples of almost everything I thought it might be difficult to control them all,” you answer back honestly. “My limbs do not have a mind of their own, I control all of my limbs with no difficulty.” you hum in response and both just continue your journey to freedom and destruction.

“Once we arrive you are to stay by my side at all times, if you disappear you will not like the consequences.” it was an order that sent pure fear down throughout your body, “Of course, there is nowhere else I’d rather be.” you smile contentedly at him and you both make your way into the oblivious village unknowing to them the havoc is to come.

Ignorance truly is bliss.

“Please my lord, have mercy on us!” “Oh, great king please take my wife instead! I have done no wrong!” screams and pleads filled the air as did the smell of blood and fear, at first you hated this, it was started as a simple punishment, you didn’t obey you were forced to watch the Great Lord Sukuna wreak havoc on any innocent village he so desired. As time passed you simply grew adjusted and the punishment was hardly called a punishment and instead took you with him as a company.

The screams of helpless mortals grew lesser and lesser until the entire village was utterly destroyed.

“All right little one, I’ve had my fun, let’s go.” he turned around immediately and was filled with rage. You were nowhere to be seen.

Your feet hurt and you feel as if your heart and lungs might collapse at any moment, but you couldn’t give up, not now, not here. You were determined to escape the hell that Ryomen Sukuna thrives in, you stepped over tree trunks and through small streams, and you could feel the tiny fish being squashed to death beneath your feet.

At the time you already presumed he had noticed you were away and was probably destroying everything in his path to find you, if he caught you, gods if he caught you, you might as well consider yourself dead.

Pushing past branches and pushing your lungs and heart to the fullest, crisp cold night air blowing harshly against your face, and adrenaline running throughout your veins.

“It’d be in your best interest to stop running now.” A loud deep voice rang loud throughout the woods, you froze in your place. There’s no way he could’ve already known where you were going, could he?

Quickly running and hiding in a tree log hoping he’d just pass over you, you prayed, to every deity, every god, every celestial being in the universe that you survive tonight.

“That was my last warning, if you do not reveal yourself I’ll burn this entire forest to the ground and drag you back to the shrine.” that threat made chills of pure fear run down your spine as you heard him coming closer to your hiding spot.

He was close.

You could hear him.

Circling your hiding spot.

Toying with you and your sanity.

“I wonder, where could you have hidden?” he hummed in horrific delight.

He walked around trees and searched in tree holes, small holes, and treetops.

“Could you be here?” he lifted a rock, “Or here?” he swiftly knocked a tree to the ground causing you to flinch and whimper softly.

A sadistic hellish smirk bloomed on his face, his footsteps got closer and the ground beneath you vibrated with how heavily we walked.

“What about.. here?” he quickly drags you out of the fallen tree log and pushes you harshly against a nearby tree.

“Thought you could run from me?” he was smiling ear to ear and his face was less than an inch away from yours.

“M-my lord, please, I was terrified at the sight. I ran out of fear!” you immediately started begging, “Was it fear? Or, did you run thinking you would have a possibility of gaining your freedom?” he knew you like the backside of all four of his hands, he knew you were lying straight to his face.

“My lord, please you truly let yourself run free on this village, I was horrified and I ran out of fear.” you muttered softly in the cold breeze, “I see, it appears that as punishment I’ll have to strap you to my back and make you watch me destroy many more villages,” he was practically breathing all over your face at the point.

“Or, I could burn down your village and make you sit and watch as I torture every ignorant mortal ther is, your choice sweetheart.” he breathed out.

You hated him, oh gods how you despised him, his wretched soul, his non-existent heart, everything about him you loathed.

“Anything but my birthplace, please my lord,” you pleaded, knowing the hard decision your parents made to sell you off to this hellish creature for everyone’s safety.

“Since I’m,” he stands up and stretches out his limbs, and takes a sigh, “I’ll spare you from such devastation, but, that means you will be accompanying me on our next reign of terror.” he placed his arms behind his head and motioned for you to stand up and follow him.

“Yes my lord, thank you for your kindness my lord,” You scrambled to your feet and began walking behind him swiftly.

“In front of me mortal, I can’t have you running away again now, can I?” the question was rhetorical and you were quick to follow his order.

The walk back was awkward and silent, you stood nearly a foot in front of him walking the familiar path to the shrine while he walked behind you with all four eyes piercing into your body.

After a few more minutes of walking and you could see the shrine close in the distance, “When we arrive you will immediately head to my chambers.” he wasn’t giving you any time to decline him. You could immediately tell that by the sound of his voice, he was mildly irritated with you.

“Of course my lord,” you mumbled out meekly, terrified of what kind of punishment will unfold once the two of you are alone in his room.

Uraume greeted you both at the door with a bow of his head, awaiting their masters' orders.

“Should I prepare a meal for the both of you, Lord Sukuna?” he still his head lowered and was practically talking to the ground beneath him.

“She’ll eat what I’m eating and prepare a bath as well.” he continued walking almost as if Uraume didn’t exist.

“Lord Sukuna it’s a pleasure to have you back so soon,” a concubine you didn’t know the name of nor did you care to know bowed her head and smiled at the four-armed beast, looking her way you noticed how her breasts nearly fell out of her kimono and you swore you could’ve thrown up.

He continued walking past her as if she too, didn’t exist and simply led you to his bedroom.

Upon arrival, he opened the door and let you step in first before closing it after he followed suit.

You turned around to face him only to see that he’d been staring into you this whole time.

You wonder what punishment he had in store for you.

i think im gonna post the fics that are on my ao3 on here

fuck it we’re writing a collegestudent!yuuta with a Barrista!reader

everything else will come after that

do i finish the zhongli fic, start on my kazuha fic, or write for my multitude of series?

2k words and no fucking smut yet istg this zhongli fic will be my death

Pls why is this zhongli fic taking so damn long.

Two Slow Dancers - {Y.Okkotsu/Reader}

Tags: Fluff, use of “Baby”, their both whipped for each other

“Yuu baby,” you mumble from the crook of his neck, “Hm?” he hums in response, “I love you.” you whisper into his ear, his heart flutters through his ribs at your declaration of romance, he pulls you in closer before smelling the scent of your vanilla shampoo, “I love you more,” he smiles while pulling you impossibly closer, “But you know that already, don’t you?” he hums into you.

“I wouldn’t get cocky, but yes, I know you love me, do you know that I love you?” you lift your head and stare into murky blue orbs, “Yes angel, I know you love me,” he bumps his nose with yours, “And I couldn’t be more grateful.” he smiles so prettily for you, pearly whites sneaking a peek through thin lips and murky blue eyes crinkling on the sides.

“Your smile is always so pretty Yuu,” you hum while he slowly rocks to the two of you in the small kitchen of your apartment, the open refrigerator and the light above the oven being your only sources of light.

“I think your smile is prettier,” he compliments while kissing your nose, “God you're such a romantic, you know that right?” you playfully push at him, “I know, but I’m only like this with you.” he snuggles his face closer into your neck, “Good, let’s keep it that way okay?” you tease at him, “I planned on it, love,”

In The Eyes Of God {Y.Okkotsu/Reader}

Okkotsu has never been religious by any means and he’s always planned to stick down that path, after all, religion never mixes in well with his line of work.

Okkotsu has never been religious by any means until he sees you, serving Nanami his usual order in a cafe across the street, you’re pretty, really pretty is one of the first thoughts that come to his mind when he lays eyes on you.

Maybe he’ll visit you on another day.

Okkotsu is not a religious man by any means but for some odd reason the sight of you doesn’t leave his mind, instead, it plagues him like how angels plague dreams to whisper hints about the future in a person's dreams.

The next time he spots you is when he’s walking around with Maki, Megumi, and Toge, you’re outside watering the plants that decorate the outside of the cafe.

“That’s the girl?” Maki glances over at Yuuta who is already staring your way, feeling the gaze of numerous people you turn and face the group of teenagers, and you wave.

“She, she waved at me?” Yuuta looks appalled when you wave and smile only to turn around and continue watering the flora.

“No shit sherlock, go say hey don’t be weird.” Maki gives him a playful shove while he looks over at Toge for help, “Salmon Roe,” Toge mutters through his mask and Megumi nods in agreement.

“Just go over there and say hi,” Megumi encourages, Yuuta ponders for a bit, “Fine, Maki can you at least come with me? I don’t want it to be awkward,” Maki gives an audibly annoyed sigh, “Oh my god, you’re actually pathetic, let’s go.” Maki waits for the cars to stop zooming through the street before walking the road with Yuuta behind her.

“Remember; don’t make an ass out of yourself.” she reminds Yuuta once more before taking the final steps onto the other sidewalk.

Busying yourself with wiping the windows clean and making sure the outside was aesthetically pleasing to your boss’s liking you were unaware of the couple approaching behind you.

“Uh, um, hi! I mean hello,” turning your attention away from the window and instead, to where the sound was coming from you met with a strangely cute couple, both had raven hair except the boy seemed terrifyingly timid whereas the girl has unwavering confidence.

“Hi, hello, how can I help you both?” you smile at the couple before stuffing the washcloth halfway into your apron pocket, “Um, well, I uh.” Yuuta stammers over his words and Maki merely glances at his embarrassment before doing him an unasked but much-needed favor.  

“Hey uh,” she glances at your name tag that's attached to the light brown button-up you wear as a uniform shirt, “Hey listen l/n, this guy Okkotsu over here thinks your cool and wants to know if you wanna hang out sometime?” she shoves her hands in her jacket pockets.

“Uh well I don’t really know either of you and I’m working right now so maybe another time?” you tried letting the couple off easily, “T-that’s fine, that's great! Maybe another time though?” he was somehow glad you declined his offer, he was nowhere mentally prepared to hang out with you.

“Alright, see you guys later, maybe” you turned around to continue with your work.

“So, how’d it go?” Megumi was the first to ask,  “Lame, she couldn’t even stand his lameness, told him maybe next time.” she snickered while Yuuta stared at the floor hoping it would swallow him whole.

“Mustard leaf?” Inumaki chimed in, “Yeah, I’m good Toge thanks,” Yuuta smiled.

Okkotsu isn’t a religious man nor is he a creep but ever since that day he finds himself more and more in search of you, at first it was minor things like how whenever he was on the street where you worked he would look for you, and it worked, he wasn’t obsessed with you but he was just curious , yeah that was all.

Curious is what he told himself when he searched the deep depths of every social media platform in search of you.

He believes that he’s only curious when he accidentally scrolls too far down your Instagram and finds your beach pictures, the pictures of you in skimpy bathing suits.

He doesn’t dare follow any of your accounts though, not when you hardly know him at least.

“Stop being a loser and ask her to hang out,” Maki sighs, “A-alright, I’ll do that!” Yuuta exclaims with nervousness.

The next time he sees you he relates you to a deity of some kind, the sun is setting and golden hues fade over the city, you're wiping down tables inside the shop and you look peaceful , he’s not sure what possessed him but he finds himself crossing the street and walking through the glass doors.

The jingles of bells take you out of your trance and you take out your airpods, quickly placing them in their case.

“Hello, how can I help you?” you ask while finishing up your cleaning, “Um, hey, it’s me Okkotsu, from a few weeks ago, you might not remember me but um,” he begins to fidget with the edge of his shirt.

“Oh, your that guy who came here with your girlfriend right? Asked me to hang out or something like that?” you recall while walking behind the counter, “G-girlfriend?! N-no, no you got it all wrong! She’s just a friend that’s all there is to it, I swear!” he stutters over his words and his face flushes a bright strawberry red.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to accuse it's just when you both approached me you guys looked like a couple.”

“No it's fine, you don’t need to apologize.”

You hum in acknowledgment, “So why’d you come right when we’re closing up?”

“Why’d I come?” he ponders that thought for a minute and really can’t come up with a good enough answer that won't scream creepy or stalker, “Um well, I came here because I wanted to try out your pastries, I didn’t know you guys would be closing,” pleasebelievethislieifyoudon’tiseriouslymightdie , he prays.

Wait a minute, Okkotsu Yuuta an agnostic atheist, for the first time in years, prayed?..

“Well, you might wanna hurry up and order something then,” you hummed from behind the counter.

“Um I’ll have the uh the strawberry crepes?” he stammered over his words, “Sure if you’ll just give me a minute…. That’ll be $10.75” you spoke from behind the cash register, he quickly fumbled to get his wallet out and handed you $12. “Um keep the change,” he muttered meekly, “Uh okay.”

He sits down at a table you haven’t cleaned yet and waits for his order, “So, what are you doing all the way out here?”

“What?”, “You know what I mean, Gojo told me, Jujutsu Tech is pretty far out from here but yet I see you almost every week, how come?”

fuckfuckfukfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckI’mscrewed !

He begins to mentally curse himself for his stupidity, “How’d you know about jujutsu tech? And how do you know Gojo?” he’s desperately trying to change the conversation.

“He’s my uncle???” visible confusion washes over the both of you, “He’s your uncle?” he asks like you didn’t just say that.

“That’s what I just said, yes,” you repeat while finishing the topping for the crepe.

“That’s cool?” fuck what do I say to that? And my hands are getting sweaty too damn it!  

“Here’s your order, Okkotsu.” you place the plate down in front of him along with a fork and wait for him to take a bite.

“Do you like it?” you hum while propping your elbow on the table and leaning your head on your hand, “Yeah, it’s good” he muffles through a mouth full of sweetness.

He finishes his plate and decides that he’ll just wait for you to finish closing up shop outside.

“Done?” he turns his head towards you while simultaneously shoving his hand in his pocket.

“Mhm, all finished.” He takes a look at you and he thinks this is the first time he’s seen you without your work clothes on, he wonders what’d you look like with no clothes on.

“Uh, um, are you ready to go?” you hum, “mhm let’s go.”

While he was eating the two of you had a pleasant conversation about almost anything, it varied from favorite foods to top ten movies, favorite colors, and which artist you liked best.

“Here I am,” you both stopped in front of the apartment complex, “Alright, um goodnight l/n!” you're already walking up the stairs at this point but you don’t forget to turn around and wave.

Yuuta Okkotsu isn’t religious by any means but he’s positive when he met you he also met a goddess.

Stop bc that made me ball my eyes out😭‼️

— 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄?

SUMMARY. zhongli never lies; he always says the truth as it is, even if it is a hard pill to swallow. or in which you realize you are not his greatest love and that’s alright. (3.3k+ words)

CHARACTERS. zhongli.

GENRE. angst, hurt with slight comfort (sort of?).

CW. insecurities to a partner’s past lover and gradual acceptance, zhongli’s past lover is implied to be guizhong and uses she/her pronouns, use of pet names, possible sappiness (?).

THOUGHTS. i haven’t written angst in a vv long time, so my sincerest apologies if i’ve become rusty! but i tried my best and writing zhongli always gets me sniffling <//3

EXTRA THOUGHTS. a gift for @medeaheartly! so, do you remember the “special privilege” request you sent me in this ask?? hehe, tadaaaa. happy birthday, jae! <3

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THE VERY FIRST TIME you asked him that question was on a day like every other. In fact, there was barely anything special about that day that could’ve brought rise to such a forward question. Liyue was as calm as the ocean breezes from the direction of Guyun Stone Forest, the same as ever. You were sitting across from the man of your dreams with delicacies laid out on the table at Third-Round Knockout, the same as ever.

But it was no compulsion, no forcefulness either, just a need to reaffirm. For it still felt like a dream that you were here right now, sitting across from him.

“ZHONGLI, do you love me?” You asked.

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I’ve Told the Stars About you

The sun was setting into a perfect orange-pink mixed with the purple sky as the clouds slowly faded away and stars slowly made their way into a place in the sky. "Hey, hey, it'll be okay it's alright I'm here.. I'm actually here with you so no need to be crying alright?" He lifted your head and wiped your tears away with his thumb and stared into your e/c orbs as your fat tears slowly turned into small droplets that now and then would fall as you collected yourself, you nodded in compliance as you sat up and blew your nose with a handkerchief that was attached to your off-white button-up blouse. "I.. I'm sorry, that was pretty stupid and informal of me for wasting our time together by crying." You apologized, "No, no it's not cause that's just one of many things I wanted to do!" The blond exclaimed "You uh.. Wanted to be the reason I'm crying?" you questioned, it wasn't until you said what you said that he realized how wrong he sounded. "Oh no! Of course not, I hate seeing you cry! I just always wanted to be there to wipe your tears and hold you close while you cried and let out all those emotions you keep bottling up.." He spoke low in fear of making you cry again. "Uhm.. Y/n?" he asked, staring into your eyes as a small blush started to appear on his pale cheeks, "Yes Armin?" "Since I might not have much time left here.. May I ask for a dance?" "Why of course Armin.." you smiled warm like, and at that moment when he held you by the waist and waltzed around the open field of flowers and grass swaying in the moonlight sky, you felt whole like there wasn't a part of you missing it was like that feeling of putting together the last puzzle piece to a one-thousand piece puzzle. The sound of His heartbeat and his breaths evened out yours as you both just stared into each other's eyes as the sound of a stream sounded to be not so far off in the distance. "Y/n.. I love you.." he said softly into your ear "I love you too Armin.." you said softly back to him, "I think it's time for me to go." the blond said with sad eyes. "Just a bit longer, please?.." You looked up to meet his eyes only to see him slowly backing away, you sighed already knowing that this moment would have to come sooner or later. The tears that he once wiped away were forming in your eyes. "Will I at least see you again?" you said to him as the tears were steadily falling from your face and onto the corduroy pants you were wearing. Armin sighed to himself not being too sure for that answer, "I hope I do, I really love your company." he smiled at you with his own tears forming in his eyes, you ran over to him before it was too late and gave him one last hug, this time though you thoroughly took in all of his features like for instance the way he sometimes had to shake his head because of his blond hair that kept getting in front of his face, or the way he was a bit clumsy when dancing, the way he always smelled like rain with a hint of ash and smoke. It was a nice smell, a peaceful one at that, a smell you could easily get addicted to. Or how bright his eyes would get when he started rambling about what he thinks the beach would be like, or how instead of lighting up his blue eyes would sparkle like diamonds or ocean water when hitting the sun for the first time of the day. Armin pressed small kisses from your forehead all the way to your jawline signaling that it was time to let go. "Hey, Armin?.." "Yeah y/n?" you smiled a sad smile at that as fat tears strolled down your face "I've told the stars about you." the blond smiled at you as he faded away.Small droplets of water fell from the sky as you watched the blond-haired boy disappear into nothing more than mere fog in the drizzling rain, you sighed and glanced back towards the forest where you came from which led to the academy you were currently enrolled at, silently you made your way back to the academy's dormitory and unlocked the window with a spare bobby pin you had hidden in your trench coat pocket. It was currently pouring down raining and you were trying to silently get changed in the dark without waking your roommate up, once you were out of your uncomfortably wet clothes it didn't take you long to put on some comfortable pajamas, turning towards your nightstand you looked at the cold unlit candle and shivered under your blankets. "Jesus fucking christ it's freezing in here, how the hell can she sleep like this..." you mumbled glancing at your currently sleeping roommate Amber. With a sigh, you looked for the lighter they left in every dorm room and lit up the candle as it slowly flickered and warmed up your share of the room, with the light shining against the window you stared aimlessly out the window watching the once drizzle form into a heavy shower of rain. "Was I dreaming? Am I crazy? What even happened?" thoughts spiraled out of control in your mind while you tried to wrap your head around what just happened nearly an hour ago, Did he travel dimensions? Were you just imagining things? You may never know. "That's it. Tomorrow after classes I'm going to the library to find out what happened." you declared silently to yourself as you drifted off into slumber. The sound of your roommate rummaging around the dorm caused you to wake up, "Amber?..." you questioned sleep still being heavy in your brain, "Y/n! Guess what!?" she questioned enthusiastically, you hummed being curious as to what it was this time she was going to be blabbering on about. "So not only are we getting new students today! But somebody left this really weird note on your nightstand, and I know it's rude to prod in but I was oh so curious as to what it could be!" she exclaimed with excitement in her cheery sing-song-like voice. "Let me see it.." you mumbled sitting up and wiping the sleep away from your eyes, "it's from someone named Ar- Aar... Uh, Armeen?" she tried to pronounciate his name but failed miserably, though it made you wonder for a moment how she couldn't pronounce it, it was so simple! Ar-min that easy! But that didn't matter at the moment, "Let me see the note." you asked again only this time with a hint of venom that Amber missed read for a morning attitude, "No need to get all grumpy on me, but here the note someone left for you." she said wiggling her dark golden eyebrows with a sly smirk plastered on her thin lips. Scanning over the thick piece of cardstock only to be let down by the note being from a first-year student's love letter, you ripped the confession letter to pieces and trashed it while taking out your necessary items for a shower. "Y/n hurry it up I don't wanna go into world history alone!" Amber called outside of your shared bathroom, "Yeah, yeah I'm almost done!" you called back out turning off the steaming water and quickly drying off, not wanting to face your teacher if you were late. Swiftly you changed and rushed out of the dormitory building and towards the academy, "Hurry!!!!!!!! We can't afford to be late!" Amber squealed running close after you, sweat started to form on your forehead by the time you both had arrived outside the long dark oak double doors, "I... I'm here!" you almost yelled in an out-of-breath tone, panting and wiping the sweat from your forehead with your signature handkerchief, "About time you finally got here now let's go!" the two of you rushed inside and hurried into your seat before your teacher could arrive, seconds seemed like hours in the classroom as your teacher Mrs.Johnson just went on and on and on about the different wars, it went from the civil war, world wars, and then wars out of the country. As boredom made its way into your brain you glanced out the window to see a small figure with blond hair waving up towards the window your classroom was at, without hesitation you quickly raised your hand, and your teacher Mrs.Johnson called on you "Yes dear?" it was something she called everybody even though it made you a tad uncomfortable. "May I use the restroom?" you asked politely making sure you used the word "May" and not "Can" so you wouldn't fall for any of her stupid shenanigans, she smiled warmly at you before taking the hall pass and opening the door, "You may." she said as you made your way threw the rows of students sitting in their wooden chairs that connected to their wooden desks. Taking the hall pass you quickly closed the door and ran down different halls and different flights of stairs taking the short route that led outside to the open field in the back of the school where you saw what you hoped to whoever and whatever was up there, Armin. The sound of your Vince Camuto Kalb oxfords against the polished staircase echoed through the stairwell as you pushed the heavy wooden door open, you were greeted by the person who you hoped it was, Armin Arlert. He held out his hand gesturing for you to take it, with cautious you took his hand, and almost immediately you both ran through the open field and through the forest that surrounded the academy, you both went from a sprint, jog, to a peaceful walk with him spinning you around every now and then. "How are you here?" you broke the silence and to which he stared at you, ocean blue orbs staring into your e/c ones. "Darling please don't ask questions even I do not know the answer to." he smiled, "Dance with me before I go.." he smiled once again interlocking both hands with yours. It seemed as if time really did fly by, the hours seemed like seconds as you forgot all about your world history class, and soon enough before you knew it it was soon going to be dark. Armin and you sat in comfortable silence just holding the other, "Armin, do you have to leave?" you questioned looking at him as guilt and sadness rested on his face, "I'm afraid so." he said it was so quiet it was almost a whisper. He started fading again as tears ran down both of your cheeks, "Will you ever fall out of love with me?" You asked as tears started flowing like a stream. Armin took a sigh before placing your face in his cold hands, "My darling, you will never be unloved by me. You are too well tangled in my soul." he said sweetly to you before disappearing once again into nothingness. You were slowly awakened by the feeling of someone shaking your shoulder and telling you to wake up, slowly you opened your eyes to reveal a boy with blond hair that reached his shoulder and blue eyes that stared at you with concern as he held out his hand. "Oh I'm sorry for pushing you, I was in a rush!" He apologized looking at you as you got up and brushed off any dust that seemed to be on you. "I'm Armin, Armin Arlert and you are?" he smiled at you, "Y/n, Y/n L/n" you smiled back, "So uh can you help me find world history I can't seem to find it.." he told you looking at the ground in embarrassment. "Yeah it's this way, follow me." you smiled as the two of you walked off to find your world history teacher. Oh if only you knew what he sacrificed to be with you, but you'll find out when you watch the new episode of "Attack On Titan", you'll get to see that he sacrificed his humanity in his world just to be with you. He abandoned his friends and the girl who had a crush on him, Annie just to be with you.