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mitsuyaya · 10 months
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[ magnum opus ] okkotsu yuuta
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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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nikonyash · 2 years
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PAUSE
"OKKOTSU YUUTA!"
The door is kicked open. Maki & Panda hastily enter the classroom and turning their head to every corner. "Show yourself, bean sprout!" Maki shout and opens the locker on back of the class.
Yuuta is closing his eyes, sighing.
"Maybe he went home?" Panda suggests. Maki scoffs, "If he did, he should've told us!" She stomps her polearm, pouting.
Yuuta tighten his arms around your waist before randomly kisses your head. Sitting on the floor in between his legs, your index finger softly scratching his knee.
"Is-is this okay?" you whisper.
He only giggles then buries his face at the crook of your neck.
You know it's not the right thing to do. He's in intensive training and you just came to catch a glimpse of him. You were supposed to go home shortly, and not just follow him to a classroom he pulls you into.
"Yu-"
"It's okay. They're not gonna find us. They search in the wrong classroom anyway."
He holds your hand and gently rubbing your fingers. You know you can't push him away while he's like this; vulnerable and tired. Your heart soften.
He latching kisses your nape then rest his head on your shoulder.
"Just stay like this for awhile. Okay?" he whisper, almost begging.
You give a small nod and bring his knuckles to your lips. Deep inside, you feel ripple of happiness as the one he shares his burden with, though without words. The corners of Yuuta's lips curl up to a smile. He engulf you in a hug and bury his nose on the top of your head.
"I'm recharging," he murmurs. You let out a titter and your hands grazing lovingly on his arms around you.
This is a moment that Yuuta needs, a pause between his thight schedule. And he's grateful of having you as his moment.
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i-just-like-goats · 2 years
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Yuta x Reader Fluff (I think)
Summary: he will do anything to keep you safe, even offering up himself
Warnings: some violence kind of
WC: 0.3k
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“Hurt me all you want. Just don’t harm her. Please,”
Yuta slowly lowered his katana from the special grade curse’s head. Its smile was disgusting. He glared as the curse danced around gleefully with your unconscious form in its arms. Rigidly, he surveyed the curse.
“I won’t attack, so let her go,”
It shook its head but still kept that cursed smile on its vile face. Yuta grimaced. He could attack the curse, but your safety wouldn’t be guaranteed even if he tried his best to avoid hitting you. He could do whatever else the curse demanded but he had no way of predicting what they would be, besides it wouldn’t guarantee your safety either. What to do?
Unbeknownst to Yuta, the curse’s smile slowly dropped and its head dropped. Its body soon followed suit.
The loud thud and dust cloud awoke Yuta from his deep thinking. He surveyed the curse. Yuta took slow steps towards your body, still clasped tightly in its hand. He tentatively made a slash on it. No reaction.
“A little help would be nice,”
Your muffled voice startled Yuta. Despite his strength, he was still the same boy that you met last year. He hastily sliced the fingers of the curse to set you free. Your hand clasped in his, he pulled you up and into his arms. You gasped but buried your face into his chest.
“I was so scared,”
“I can take care of myself, you know. Good thing I have poison darts on me wherever I go, you don’t need to worry,”
“I know, but I don’t think you can help yourself while you’re unconscious,”
“That doesn’t mean you should offer yourself to curses. Besides, that stupid curse’s dancing woke me up,”
“I just didn’t want to see you hurt is all,”
“Well I’m alive aren’t I?”
“I suppose. Just please don’t do that again,”
You nodded and his arms tightened around you.
“I can’t lose you too,” he whispered into your hair.
“I’m not going anywhere,”
“You better not be,”
“I promise,”
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A/N: Um, well it was an idea, I just went with it
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roscgcld · 2 years
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DAYDREAMING!READER|| camping
request: If I may request a camping take on daydream reader! Where they got some time off and planned a camping trip with the gang but Gojo being the sly guy he is, makes sure that the tents are less than 1 equal to everyone, giving Yuta and deary reader the time to share one together and Yuta in the back just flustered as hell akdjskdkd
note: note gonna lie, when i read this my went south real fast. then i spent the next 10 minutes feeling like shit for thinking like that about my comfort bby HAHAHAHA - but this request is so old i am so sorry >< luckily i managed to modify it as best as i can.
pronouns: she/her
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“Alright, I think that’s everything.”
Megumi placed the last of the bags into the back of the van, looking over his shoulder to make sure that all of the bags were in the trunk before he closed the door with a huff. It was a long weekend in Japan; with a bank holiday just before the weekend ends. So the teachers of Tokyo Jujutsu Tech had decided that, to help unwind the students from their stress, it will do them some good to go out and enjoy nature. 
It was why the students, after packing their bags, were standing at the college’s main entrance; where a mini van that the college had rented for this event stood waiting for them. And just like any other activity Nanami and Gojo had been tasked with job of chaperoning them once more.  “Get in losers, we’re going shopping!”
The first years (minus Megimi) and Y/N cheered at Gojo’s shout as they rushed towards the van, the three of them ignoring a tired Nanami’s voice reminding them to be careful and not scratch the car; making his own way towards the driver side of the van. The others just shared a look with one another, quietly debating if it was too late to back out at this point. But the sound of the engine starting gave them their answer, so with another glance they made their way towards the van. Wordlessly entering and closing the door so they can start their journey.
It took about 2 hours to get to Kouan Campsite; where Nanami secure a perfect camp spot that gave a clear view of Mt. Fuji by the riverside. After the adults had handled the fees for the car and the tent sites, the students started to pitch the tents that Nanami had brought. Everyone besides Y/N, who had genuinely tried her hardest to help; but when she gave Nanami a confused but adorable smile after he spent the last minute trying to explain how to pull the tent cover over the metal frame, he had realised that she had not understood anything has been saying. So that was why she as tasked with letting Catoru out on a walk; the white furbaby happily trotting around the place in his bright pink harness whilst Y/N giggles and follows after him with her phone out as they walk along the sandy riverside. “Nanami-sensei, why did you even try to teach her how to pitch a tent?”
“She said she wanted to help..,” Nanami awkwardly replies back to Maki, who had just hauled the barbecue set they had brought from the van to the middle of their campsite wordlessly. The younger girl just gave the awkward man another look before she turned to walk away, completely unaware how her one comment had the usually stone faced man flustered. Megumi, who was helping Yuta set up the tents, gave the older man a sympathetic look whilst Yuta chuckles softly. 
He understands the older man’s pain; when Y/N wants to help, she’ll be all smiles and giggles as she insists on helping. But at the same time, it comes to no surprise that there is nothing going on behind those wide eyes of hers. 
By the time the tents were set up and the bags were unloaded, Gojo grinned as he gathered the students around to delegate the sleeping arrangements. “At the moment we only have one big tent that can fit three,” Gojo admits as he glances over at Nanami, who wanted no part in whatever plot he was cooking; hence why the blonde man just rolled his eyes before he walked away to check on the food he had prepared earlier for their barbecue. “Do the girls-”
“I refuse to sleep with that furball,” Maki said as she jabbed her thumb over at Catoru, who yowled back in response from where he was curled up in Y/N’s arms. “Why not?,” Y/N whines with a pout, looking over at Maki with puppy eyes while Maki made a face in response. She has been around Y/N too much to react to those eyes anymore. “Because - I don’t want to sneeze my nose out,” She stated simply, her simple answering causing Y/N to huff; since there was no arguing when it comes to that.
Gojo hummed slowly as he nodded, seeming to have come up with a new solution as he glances at the clipboard once more. “Alright. So Nobara and Maki then. Nanamin and I will take a private tent together, obviously,” Gojo states before he glances at the remaining students with a smile. “So who wants to share with who?”
“I don’t think there is a debate on that,” Megumi spoke up before anyone else can, jabbing his thumbs towards Toge and Yuji with a sigh. “I’ll obviously be bunking with these two-,” he started before he looks over at Yuta and Y/N, “-and they are obviously going to be bunking together.”
“Now hold on-,” Yuta uttered out with wide eyes, yet he was cut off once more by Gojo who lets out a hum of agreement. “Sounds fair! Alright then, off you all go! Don’t wander too far without telling anyone, and always bring someone with you when you want to go on a hike,” He said before he places his clipboard under his arm, and with a dismissive wave he turned to walk away; not giving Yuta the chance to argue for his case. “Isn’t Yuta-senpai lucky?,” Yuji hums to Toge as he grabbed their bags, the paler male nodding his head at his kouhai’s words as the pinkette made his way towards the biggest tent in their circle. 
Yuji’s comment had Yuta blushing up a storm as he lets out a cough, turning to look over at Y/N; who just blinks up at him curiously. Instead of saying anything Yuta just looked away and hastily grabs one of her hand, the other reaching oer to grab their duffle bags. “Let’s go and unpack,” He hastily rushes out as he made his way towards the free tent, Y/N following him wordlessly with Catoru curled up in her free arm. “What’s wrong, Yuta? Are you uncomfortable sharing a tent with me?”
Yuta just gave her a glance in response as he opens the flaps to the tent for her, letting her enter before he tied off the main protective flap to leave it open. “It’s not that,” He started with a sigh as he zips the bug trap up, making sure it was secure as he places the bags to the side. There were two low-set camping beds that Yuji had made, having pushed them together in a corner neatly so the others can move about and set the tent up as they please; which Catoru was sniffing at curiously after Y/N unclipped him from his leash. “I just...well, we are on a school camping trip with the others and-”
“But we’re dating,” Y/N replies back with a childish pout, having settled on the edge of the camping bed; where she crossed her arms over her chest as she lets out an annoyed huff. Immediately Yuta lets out a soft groan, knowing that he needed to fix this ‘mess’ before it gets out of hand. So he wordlessly walked over and squats before the pouting girl, reaching over to cup her puffed out cheeks in his hands. “No, Y/N...it’s not that,” He sighs, knowing her mind must be wandering to a few unsavoury outcomes by his reaction. “It’s just...well, this is the first real school trip since we’ve gotten together. I just don’t want them to get the wrong idea...and make you feel awkward to be around them.”
At Yuta’s quiet confession Y/N just gave him the confused smile she gave Nanami, but the dark haired male just stood there in flustered silence as he watches the gears in her head move. He gave her a few more seconds to process his words like she always does, and got his answer when he felt the palms of his hands grow warmer in response. “Did...did Gojo-sensei make us...sleep together?,” Y/N manages out with wide eyes as she stares up at Yuta, who slowly looked away with a cough. 
His silence seems to give her the answer, to which Y/N lets her mouth fall open, an awkward noise falling free from her lips instead. “The others probably think the same too,” Yuta continues with a sigh as he carefully brushes her hair away from her face, giving her a soft but genuine smile whilst she shyly peaks at him from underneath her lashes. “I just didn’t want to put you in a position where you feel awkward. It might ruin all the fun of the trip, being the centre of everyone’s playful jabs.”
Quietly he gestures for her to get up and off the beds, lending her a hand as she crawls away from where she was seated so she can sit on the tarp flooring of the tent. “Now, just sit there for a moment while I unpack the beddings. Just so we can unroll it to get into bed easier later,” Yuta said with a smile as he unzips his bag, pulling out the blanket and blow up pillow he had packed for the night; setting it on one end of the bed before he opened Y/N’s bag to grab hers. He’s pretty sure if he tries to separate the beds, Y/N will actually throw a hissy fit
Y/N watches Yuta from where she was seated as he sets her things out onto the free side of the camping bed (a fluffy blanket, a strawberry-shaped pillow, and a another cat pillow for Catoru to sleep on, and one sizable stuffed animal), the taller male having not noticed the look at she was giving. Wordlessly she shifted onto her knees before she shuffled forward, huffing softly once she reached his side as she rests her chin onto his shoulder. Yuta, who had briefly leaned down to check on the sturdiness of the bed, paused at the feeling of a warm body pressed up against his from behind. Curiously he looked over his shoulder to look at her, curious as to why she was suddenly cuddling up to him. “Y/N? What’s wrong?”
“...nothin’,” She mumbles softly after staring into his eyes for a few moments, a soft smile tugging at the corner of her lips while he just raises a curious eyebrow at her. “Just wanted to cuddle, that’s all,” She mumbles with a giggle as she wraps her arms around him from behind, her sudden movement causing Yuta to blink before letting out an amused chuckle of his own. “Alright, why not?,” He hums with a smile before he carefully shifts, sitting down on the bed before he opened his arms for her.
“Come here, you big baby.”
Y/N lets out a soft giggle as she shifts and happily sat herself on his lap, her face immediately finding its way into his neck as he wrapped his arms around her in return . “What’s gotten into you?,” He hums as he rests his hand on her thigh, warm finger tracing pictures along her skin as Y/N reaches her hand up to grip at his shirt. “As much as I enjoy cuddling, this is still very sudden.”
“I’m just really happy,” Y/N mumbles as she shifts so she can look up at him properly, a warm smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Just...this is the first real trip that the both of us get to go on together,” She admits with as soft giggle as she gently kicks her legs out, her little action causing Yuta to chuckle as well. “Even though the others are gonna be on our ass the entire time?”
“Come on, when are they not?,” Y/N comments with a giggle as she looks up at him with a wide smile, one that had him pausing before he gave her a loving smile of his own.
“Besides, how bad can it be?”
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The rest of the afternoon had went by in a blur - after spending a day playing in the pond and running about the beach, the young sorcerers retired for the day with a barbecue dinner that was prepared by Nanami and Yuji. “Ah~ This is a nice way to end a long day!,” Gojo sighs out happily as he cracks open a can of soda, grinning at the students that had gathered around a battery powered heather that Megumi had brought along. “A nice dinner by the river side with a gorgeous view...can’t get any better than this.”
“A relaxing evening that you did nothing to contribute to,” Megumi pointed out as he passed Gojo, smacking the back of his head with the towel, since he had just returned from the shared showers. “Ouch! Hey, I did help! I paid for the spaces!,” Gojo whined with a pout as he looks over at the younger scowling man with puppy eyes, Y/N walking up behind the both of them with a giggle. She handed over the freshly cleaned corn for Nanami to grill, the older man giving her a smile in thanks as he carefully set it on the free side of the grill. “You are too mean to him, Megumi-chan.”
“He doesn’t need another person to stroke his ego,” Megumi commented as he made his way into his tent, ignoring the whining Gojo as the others just watched the interaction in amusement. Because Nanami continued to grill food, the others soon started to slowly started to make its rounds with the others; and soon everyone was laughing and enjoying a nice meal with each others. It was a nice change of pace for everyone - Yuta had recently returned from an individual mission, whilst Maki had put Y/N and Toge under a strict training schedule for the last few weeks. Megumi and Nobara had been tasked to find one of the Curse Fingers that one of the elders had caught wind of. And Yuji - poor Yuji - had been stuck going through another ‘training’ session with Gojo.
So it was the first time in a very long time that they get a breather, away from the responsibilities - enjoying some freshly grilled meat whilst listening to the quiet sounds of the river lapping at the side of the shore. Y/N, who had went around handing meat out to others, happily skipped over to Yuta before she plopped herself down into his lap. The other students gave each other amused glances at the sight of Y/N happily cuddling the chuckling teen; not at all caring about the others around them. 
“Stop it you two. You’re going to give us diabetes,” Gojo teases with a grins after he swallowed his bite from a chicken wing (and after complimenting Nanami, who had marinated the chicken the night before). Y/N looked away from Yuta with a giggle, happily wrapping her arms around his neck as she presses another kiss to the blushing man’s cheek. “No way! Did you see how cute he was today? He was such a sweet cat dad!,” Y/N coos, thinking back to earlier in the day. Catoru, who had been wanting to swim but kept running away because of the cold, kept crying from where he was standing at the the river shore. The others kept ignoring him, since Y/N had left with Nanami to get drinks with others and can’t whine at them about it. 
But Yuta felt bad, so being the responsible cat dad he was, allowed the furball to crawl onto his shoulders and spent about 30 minutes with him there until Y/N returned to teach him how to swim. The white furball was currently curled up in an extra towel that Yuji had, purring his heart out near the electric heather after getting a brief bath and brush from Y/N. And because of how ‘sweet and caring’ Yuta was, Y/N had been showering the shy man with more attention - as if she isn’t stuck to his hip on a normal day. “You two are always all up on one another. Did you guys forget that we are here?”
“To be fair, you were the one who didn’t let Y/N-senpai sleep you,” Megumi commented from where he was seated next to Yuji, smirking over at the annoyed glare that Maki tossed his way as he tilted his head back to take a sip from his bottle of water. Hearing their words had the others laughing along while Y/N and Yuta just shared a shy look between one another, still finding it quite embarrassing that the others seemed to be on the same page when it came to arranging for the both of them to share a tent. Or they had a rough plan on how they’d force the two of them together. “Yeah, well - you still don’t want to see your kids getting lovey dovey with one another in front of you.”
Nanami, who had finished grilling, thanked Yuji for handing him a plate of food that he had saved for the blonde man as he settles down in a free foldable chair next to the couple. Quietly thanking Yuta when he was handed a chilled bottle of beer, cracking the lid open with a bottle opener carefully. “Whatever the case is, keep it down when we go to bed,” He commented simply, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips when he heard Y/N’s whine; one muscular arm reaching up to block her slaps at him so she did not knock his food off his lap. “Now that is rude, Y/N-chan.”
“You are being mean first!,” Y/N huffs back as she turned away with a pout, only to pause because Yuta had told her off quietly to be nice to Nanami since he had cooked dinner for them. So the young girl just huffed and looked away with a pout, completely unaware of Nanami’s amused stare from where he was enjoying his hard earned meal. The others just watches the young couple in amusement, finding the two of them so amusing to tease. 
And hopefully, if all goes to plan, tomorrow they will get great content to tease them about.
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The next day Nanami had decided that it would be nice to bring the kids out on a morning hike to catch the sunset; so he had sent everyone off to bed early and to remind them that he will be going around to wake everyone up. And knowing Nanami had never lied before, the students took his advice and retired to bed a lot earlier than they’d usually do. 
It didn’t take long for the morning to come, and Nanami had gotten up on time and gotten ready for their hike before they made he made his way out of the tent; leaving a whining Gojo behind as he went to check on the students. Yuji and Megumi had gotten up and were currently attempting to wake Toge up. Maki, on the other hand, had started up a camping stove to boil water, deciding to make some coffee. After Nanami had gotten confirmation that Nobara had went to wash her face at the public bathrooms he made his way towards the last tent, calling out to the two of them to wake up. 
“Y/N? Yuta? Are you two awake?”
A sleepy groan from a much deeper voice was the only answer, to which the older man sighed before he closes his eyes for a few moments. Quietly apologising to the couple he gripped the bottom of the zip of their tent before he pulled it open slowly; alerting the others on the camp site to rush over so they can peer inside the tent as well. The first thing that came into sight was Catoru, who meowed in response at the sight of all of the eyes staring down at him. The two who are living inside the tent was still curled up on a lump on the camping beds; a lump that was starting to shift since the other students took a unanimous gasp. 
Nanami gave the students an unamused glance before he sighs, looking back at the shifting bed. “Apologies for opening the tent, but I didn’t get an answer from either of you besides that miserable groan,” Nanami said, his loud voice causing more shifting before Yuta lazily pushed himself up from where he was sleeping. It wasn’t the first time that the others have seen Yuta woken up - with how much he has to travel, he tends to fall asleep in places like the bus or in the classroom whenever he has the time in between to catch a class or two. So Yuta’s confused and sleepy face wasn’t the thing that had everyone freaking out.
What had everyone freaking out, including Nanami, was the fact that he woke up seeming to be naked.
“What the fuck?!,” Yuji gasped out in shock at the sight of a shirtless Yuji blinking sleepily at the people who were staring at him with wide and shocked eyes. The dark haired male didn’t understand what was happening as he gently shifts to sit up, carefully shifting his other arm from underneath Y/N’s as she stirs with a tired whine. “Why...are you yelling?,” He groaned out sleepily as he shifts, the fluffy blanket he was using sliding lower down his body. 
This action had the girls screaming out from shock as they averted their eyes, Toge letting out a soft whoop in response; all of them being shushed by a blushing Nanami. “W-Where are your clothes, senpai?,” Megumi mutters out as he looks away with blushing cheeks as well, tensing up when he heard a familiar female voice along with the sound of the cot shifting underneath a weight. 
“Why...is everyone yelling?”
Seeing another head bobbing up beside Yuta’s had everyone yelling and Nanami letting the flap of the tent down, the adult shuttering with wide eyes as he ushers for everyone to leave the tent immediately. The only person who stayed behind was Yuji, who looks over his shoulder at the chaotic group before he peeks into the tent once more; giving the bewildered couple a smile. “Yuta-senpai, did you catch a cold? I am sure giving up your jacket for Y/N-senpai was not the easiest thing to do. It was pretty cold last night, after all.”
It took a few more minutes for Yuta and Y/N (now dressed, by the way) to leave their tent with Yuji in toe. The bright man was happily cuddling a purring Catoru as he gave a brief rundown to Yuta and Y/N about why everyone was reacting the way they did; since at the moment both the other students and Nanami were profusely apologising to some camping security guards who had rushed over at the sound of all the screaming. 
After a round of coffee mugs were handed about they had all settled before the battery powered heater once more; all of them refusing to meet each other’s eyes. Yuta, on the other hand, was actually the most annoyed one out of all of them; which was the reason he had let out an annoyed sigh as he pinches the space between his eyes. “You guys are telling me that you thought, out of all of the things, that the both of us had sex in a tent? While all of you were around us?”
The silence that answered him gave him all the answered he needed; yet he still let out an annoyed sound as he gave Nanami a look of disbelief. And for once the always calm and collected Nanami just looked away with an awkward cough. “Even you, Nanami-san? We are on a school camping trip, for crying out loud! And I am very sure that we are the last people who’d be into exhibitionism,” He muttered, his words causing Maki to give Toge a glance before she spoke up from behind her coffee mug. “It’s always the quiet couples who are the freakiest.”
“You know what, Zen’In-”
“Alright - no more fighting,” Y/N sighs from where she was sitting before she got up quietly, placing one of her hands on the small of Yuta’s back to calm him down; giving him a soft smile when he turned to face her. “Misunderstandings happened, but everything is all cleared up now,” Y/N stated simply before she turned to Nanami with her usual smile, one that had the blonde man peeking at her from the corner of his eye shyly. “Nanamin, we are supposed to go hiking right? Can we still make it for the sunrise? It’ll be a waste if we can’t go anymore~”
With the help of Y/N and Yuji’s bright personalities, the two of them managed to drag the others out from that awkward slump and towards the hiking trail that Nanami had mapped out earlier. And although Yuta was still a little miffed by the entire thing, the others still slowly but surely returned back to how they usually were once more. The mood did return, however, when they returned to the camp site. Since someone had to stay back with all the valuables (and because Gojo had slept an hour before they needed to leave and can’t be bothered), Gojo was enjoying a can of soda when the others had returned. A wide but curious smile on his face as he asked about all the commotion that was happening earlier into the day.
Even after finding out everything that had happened, it took Gojo about 20 minutes to stop laughing. The 20 minutes that the others (excluding Yuta, Y/N and Yuji) took to make breakfast for their group while Gojo tries to catch his breath. “B-Boy oh boy - I wished I had seen it all,” Gojo gasped out through a laugh as Y/N, who was seated next to Yuta on the tarp covered floor, giggles. She was currently carefully brushing Catoru’s fur to get rid of all the random seedlings, leaves and branches that had caught onto his white coat, since she had decided to bring him along with them on their hike. And unlike his human counter part, Catoru was quite excited to explore the brand new environment around him. “I don’t think Nanamin would have let you live if you’ve seen that.”
“Are you guys done with your story-time?,” Nanami asked with an aggravated sigh, his cheeks burning at the words he had caught leaving Y/N’s mouth; the young girl just giggling as she thanked the older man for handing her with a simple bagel with her usual fillings. Gojo just grinned before he pretends to reach up to pull an imaginary zip across his mouth, a grin that just widens at the annoyed glare Nanami tossed his way before he caught the plate that the blonde had unceremoniously dropped into his outstretched hands. “My my~ So much temper for such a nice morning.”
Nanami just tossed a balled up tissue at Gojo’s head, one that he had allowed to pass through his Infinity and to hit him on the side of the head; the white haired man and Y/N just laughing at Nanami’s flustered glare before he returned to the task at hand. Y/N, after letting out her last giggles, decided to stop and play peace maker once more; making sure that no one tried to go for the other’s head so they can all enjoy the rest of the trip.  
Yuta would say this though - out of all the things that had happened, he would definitely say that being able to feel the tangible awkwardness basically radiating off each person (besides Yuji, who had realised that Y/N was wearing her Melody themed sleep wear), was one of the best things he could ever ask for. 
Maybe he should do more spontaneous things with Y/N more whenever he is around the others. Just so he can see their reactions and have more ammo against them.
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mamikozzz · 2 years
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loving-august · 2 years
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one more step.
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— @okkatsudon hehehe this is a late fic 4 u but anyways,, congrats again!!
๑.pairings: okkotsu yuuta x fem!reader
๑.genre: fluff + sfw!!
๑.synopsis: just him congratulating you in your graduation!
๑.warnings: none trust me
๑.wc: 0.5k [521]
๑.links: navigation| jjk.masterlist | general taglist form
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A crowd of students and parents gathered here for the school's annual celebration for the graduation event. The people were chatting, cheering, and laughing as they talked to their friends and acquaintances. you were waiting patiently on the seat along with your friends, batchmates, and classmates. You were nervous and at the same time you were excited as well.
From all of the burnouts, breakdowns, cramming, and just simply having problems with the workloads, requirements and presentations, you have managed to get this far. From the satisfaction of closing all the tabs on your laptop, knowing that you have passed them all, you were happy and tired.
Soon enough the program started, your classmate leaned slowly. "Weird isn't it? We managed to get here." She whispered. 
You nod. "Yeah, imagine one time we cried over the deadlines."
From all of the excitement, you looked behind to see one certain person, Yuuta. Your family was waiting from behind. You looked behind to think that he was probably late. Imagine handling the danger from curses can be difficult.
You all stood beside and one by one, your classmates walked on the stage and got their diplomas. 
"l/n y/n!"
you walked towards the stage with a smile on your face. They gave you the diploma and a medal and posed for a second for the picture taking. You shook your hands with one of the officials at the school and went down and got back on your seat. 
The most exciting part is the part where everyone moved the string on their hat and threw it upwards. The cheering sounds of everyone made everyone laugh, and others also teared up. The music played with your school's anthem. And everyone sang along.
The ceremony ended, leaving the other students started crying, and some of them signed on eachother’s clothes as a remembrance. You stood there, and took a couple of photos with your class, close friends, and your other friends. Your family gave you a bouquet of flowers and took a picture. But what caught your attention more is to see a familiar figure in front of you, just metres away. He was holding a much bigger bouquet of flowers. You smiled at him. Your family teased you with yuuta. He then walked towards you and he gave you a bouquet of flowers.
“Congratulations!” He greeted you.
You cracked a smile, “thanks,” you said. And besides the makeup you are wearing at the moment, your blush was even more visible. Thanks for the blood rush that you felt on your face. 
“Yuuta and y/n! Pose right there!” your mother says. You both stood behind the centre of the building of the school. It was perfect timing that the sky gave its beautiful mix of blues and orange. You both smiled at the camera and then they took a  picture of the both of you.
“I can’t believe I'm going to college now,” you said. And he laughed softly. He patted your head and gave you a kiss on the cheek.
“Just one more step y/n, I know you can do it.”
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doulyeah-the-simp · 2 years
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Finally watched jjk0 yesterday so I'm happy to say that Yuta's added to the character list 😌🧡
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soranihimawari · 2 years
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Ribbons
Wrote this a while ago after reading JJK 0. Upon the reread, I thought well damn, I’m feeling might attached to Okkotsu Yuuta…
Word Count: idek
strangers to pragmatic friendship// not clear if relationship is something more, but for now it works. :)
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tying your hair up with the charms from the festival does something to keep the demons at bay; in the back of his mind he sees a girl with free flowing hair blown by the wind. your hair is part of your identity, long, luscious, and filled with a pride he thinks he knows. he remembers how it felt in his hands when you asked him to help you plait it. the safe house where you spent your free time reading up on folklore about the supernatural and learning how to cook for someone other than yourself seemed like good start. forming a crush on the new tenant, that was a pleasant surprise on both ends; young independent sixteen-seventeen year olds with a bunch of time on their hands post school hours preoccupy themselves in learning to adapt to the other. a few sharp shiny objects are kept in the rooms, but that is mostly reserved for target practice.
one day, you ask him if he wanted to accompany you to a small festival at the shrine nearby. he nods, and during that day he watches you tying your hair with an assortment of ribbons. he bought the ones you’re using now; the ones that have little bells at the end to signal you’re close by. he asks you if you wear them often, you answer they are your favorite because of the value the person who gave them to you left behind. friendships formed under the guise of the need to move foreword are painful, yet the path is not an easy one to tread alone, so to make things a smidge easier, you reckon you hold his hand to keep him balanced. or as balanced as he can be. you hold each other’s hand in a silent way to help keep the demons of the past, present, and future at bay.
you come to an understanding to not pry too much in the past. he’ll tell you about the first love he had experienced, you’ll remind him you aren’t her. it takes some time, but once the link in the chain breaks, you have this aura radiating a spring that might everlast with him. he talks about the meadows and the flower crowns he thinks you’d wear walking home arm in arm that night. keeping his mind off the days leading up to the accident that sealed the beginnings of his fate, you tilt your head to one side curious about the omnipresent person standing by the flickering lights. you acknowledge the specter as if to say you’re beee to be of help, not anything more.
‘can you imagine me in a flower crown though?’ your voice is distinctly filled with copper tones and brass pipes.
you have a hint of a laugh behind your eyes. you let go of his arm curious as to why he stopped walking watching you take a few steps ahead of him. you turn to face him, the bells in the ribbons you wore to the festival create shadow bunnies on the pavement. he brings a finger over his lips tapping over them with a pondering face before he truly answers your inquiry:
‘you’d wear one of marigold and meadowsweet…’ his is like the trickle of a pond, calm, nervous.
‘how utterly resplendent,’ you take a deep breath and when you exhale, he is next to you again. ‘i figured yours would be made of foxgloves and mignonettes.’
he half smiles, or was that a smirk, a cheeky one he is. your flowers he chose meant grief and peaceful protection because without your aid in curing this heaviness, he would surely be done for; and you chose for him the ones symbolizing the insecurities he feels are valid while he earns his sense of self worth. both are worthy of love and the like of wondrous things that were at a time were out of reach for the other person.
so why now does the ribbon fall past your cheek with the locks of hair attached seemed like snow falling down? by the way things look from the outside in, you’re just a pawn ready to play king. thus when your voice regains its vigor, and without the full comprehension of what is going on around you, you smile back at the boy with curious eyes.
‘it’s all right yuuta,’ your smile is subservient to his horrified look. ‘it’ll grow back.’
he wants to move. he knows he he has to. you’ve given up some part of yourself where the pride you have is forgotten for now. for now, the blades are drawn at the ready to slash, you recognize the paralyzing fear encompassing him. you shout at him to pay attention, to bring back whatever essence of peace you brought to him. he blinks, nodding he understands.
and so the battle begins.
a sickle isn’t what comes to mind when fighting demons, but when the plan goes sideways, you need to find a way to cut the light in. over and over again you help run the support on the board okkotsu yuuta attempts to control. the creatures behind you back away slowly because to them, you’re the expendable one. they only need him to pull off something much more sinister.
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xxsabitoxx · 3 months
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Stay Quiet
Yuta x Fem! Reader Smut / characters are 18+
Warnings: semi-public sex, hotel sex, sex with someone else sleeping in the room, titty worship, raw sex, creampies, squirting
A/N: Baby boy is backkkkkk _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): since I feel like I’ve forgotten how to write smut… here is a smut imagine :D
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“Y-yuta~”
Your back is arching into him, hand slapping over your mouth to try and suppress your whimpers. Your boyfriend isn’t listening to your quiet pleas, his head under your shirt, his lips wrapped around one of your nipples.
His only response is stopping his sucking to bite instead, earning a sharp cry from your lips that you quickly try and smother. Beside you, the bed is rustling as Inumaki tosses and turns in his sleep.
Not even a vacation with long time friends in a shared hotel room with two beds would stop Yuta from having his way with you. So long as you kept quiet…
“Yuta please…” you begging him, tone soft but labored as his hand tightened its grip on your side. Still, he didn’t respond, mouth far too preoccupied to speak.
You could only imagine the mess he was making, littering your skin in bruises and saliva to make you his. He’s always adored your breasts, both in the sexual and non-sexual sense. Sometimes he just needed to hold them, other times he needed to fuck them.
You never complained, not when he worshiped you the way he did… the way he was right now.
You could feel your eyes threatening to roll back, his tongue flicking at the sensitive bud as his thigh pressed further to your covered cunt. You were soaked, Yuta could feel the dampness through your night shorts as they pressed into his bare thigh.
Yuta left your breast alone, kissing the bruises he left before turning his head to the one he had been neglecting. It sent a whole new wave of pleasure through you, hand pressing to your mouth tighter as you couldn’t contain your whine.
He nipped at your skin, just hard enough to leave teeth indents that would turn into pretty bruises.
Your hips jerked as he bite down on your nipple, pain and pleasure making you clench around nothing. Your cunt dragged along his thigh, too many layers separating you to gain any real satisfaction from the friction.
“A-at least fuck me, Yuta.” You begged him, hand slotting back over your mouth as he sucked your neglected nipple. Still, you were left with no response, nothing but his hips jerking against your abdomen told you that he had heard your quiet plea.
You felt him, hard and heavy resting on your abdomen, straining in his briefs. If it weren’t for the sheer amount of body heat from being under the covers, you’d have been able to to feel the wet patch forming on the front of him.
Yuta indulged himself further, practically moaning as his hips rolled against you. “N-not fair.” You breathed, one of your hands coming down to rest on top of his head, not able to reach his hair since he was protected by your shirt. “So hot… Yuta I’m hot…”
You knew it was useless, he wasn’t going to stop anything he was doing until he was good and ready.
You could feel it though, your skin was starting to turn slick with sweat. So was Yuta’s, but that didn’t seem to phase him at all. Not when he was lathering your breast with his tongue and whining as he rut his hips against your abdomen.
So needy yet so controlling.
It was a dizzying mix, being completely at his mercy.
Your hips rolled against his thigh, trying to create some sort of relief since he was purposely ignoring you. Three rolls of your hips and Yuta’s grip was tightened, stopping you from moving all together as he released your nipple with a soft pop.
“So fucking needy.”
He practically seethed, pulling his head out from under your shirt to glare at you. “M-me?” You whisper yelled, face warm from anger and need. “Yes you.” Yuta shot back, the anger on his face didn’t concern you.
Not when you could feel his cock twitching.
“We’re both needy, you’re just mean, Yuta.” Your lip wobbled, head turning to look at the other hotel bed. Inumaki had seemed to settle into a deep sleep, back facing the two of you.
“Eyes on me.”
You shivered involuntarily, head turning back to face Yuta in record time. “If I fuck you, you need to keep quiet.” You nodded eagerly, but Yuta wasn’t satisfied.
“Promise me you’ll stay quiet.” You felt your breathing stop, taking a moment to start again as you quietly whispered “I promise.” Yuta still seemed skeptical.
“I still don’t believe you.” He mumbled as he began pulling down his briefs, just enough for his cock to spring free. “Yuta I mean it.” You whined, hands rushing to yank your sleep shorts and panties off for him.
“You’re never quiet, pretty girl.” Warmth flooded you, causing you to suck your lip between your teeth as your hips raised. Yuta helped you despite scolding you, tossing the two clothing items off to the side.
“If you can’t stay quiet, I’ll stop.”
You nodded, taking your vow to silence literally as his fist wrapped around his cock. Your legs spread further to accommodate him, cunt throbbing with the desire for him to be inside of you.
“Tell me you understand, pretty girl.”
He froze just as he positioned himself at your entrance, teasing you further by prolonging what you needed. “I understand, Yuta.” And he pressed in, watching your mouth fall open as your chest rose and froze.
You were good, holding in the moan that was threatening to burst your lungs as he sunk deep. Your cunt had no resistance, swallowing his cock whole as he bottomed out inside of your tight heat. “Good girl.” He groaned.
Your hands found their way to his biceps, nails digging into his muscles as your legs locked around his hips. You managed to exhale the breath you had been holding, barely making a noise louder than a pant.
Yuta wasted no time, hips drawing back and snapping forward. Your head fell back against the pillow, mouth open as a quiet gasp left you. He was focused, head dipping down to watch where he appeared and disappeared inside of you.
Never mind being mindful of the noises you were making, Yuta had to be mindful of the noises your bodies made. Anything louder than the squelching and bed creaking and he was certain Inumaki would be waking up.
But it was hard to be rational when your cunt was suctioning to him, velvety walls begging to milk him for all he was worth. He’d give it to you, no questions asked.
Every drag of his cock had you arching, scratching at his biceps as sweat dripped down your brow. You couldn’t think straight, breath catching in your lungs every few thrusts as you tried to ignore the urge to scream his name. “K-kiss me.” You managed to choke out.
It certainly wasn’t a whisper, the rustling in the bed over confirmed that. Yuta dropped lower, practically draping his body over you, hips rolling slowly rather than thrusting as he slotted his lips over yours.
Still, he was listening, silently praying Inumaki wouldn’t wake up because dammit he was certain he wouldn’t be able to stop fucking you even if he did.
“Y-Yuta-“ it was muffled, swallowed whole by his tongue slipping past your lips. You gave in, nearly melting into the mattress from his weight settling on you, the close proximity causing his pubic bone to brush your clit.
You felt it then, molten hot arousal pooling in your gut as he offered to the slightest bit of relief.
Yuta pulled away, saliva keeping your lips connected. “You have to be quiet, pretty girl. He almost woke up.” You nodded, eyes so bleary and lips so swollen that he couldn’t bring himself to really scold you.
Yuta found his pace again, hips smacking into yours and creating a soft slap that was just barely muffled by the hotel comforter. He was struggling to contain his own noises as your cunt clenched around him, one of your hands falling away from his bicep to sneak between you.
“Rub your clit for me, pretty girl. Make yourself cum on my cock.” It was a whisper but it seemed to echo off the walls of your skull, rendering you completely speechless.
You did as he asked, hand slipped down to feel your soaked cunt, rubbing your clit in face circles as Yuta’s cock stroked your sweet spot. “Make yourself cum on my cock, please. You know how much I love that.”
You nodded, mouth hanging open as breathless pants slipped past. They were quiet enough to not wake Inumaki but if anyone were to enter the room, it would be painfully obvious what was happening.
Yuta watched you, eyes torn between watching your tits bounce with each thrust and watching where his cock kept disappearing inside of you. It was utterly entrancing, making him gasp as his cock twitched violently within your walls.
“I’m gonna cum, pretty girl. Cum with me please.”
His voice cracked, face sweaty and flushed as he begged you so sweetly. It sent electricity straight down your spine, clit throbbing as your orgasm built. The thrusts got harder, a little sloppier… and louder.
Not that Yuta could care in that moment, he seemed to forget everything he had been drilling in your head as he moaned your name. You whined, eyes widening at the volume of his voice as your walls clenched again.
You were close, fueled by the feeling of his cock twitching deep inside of you. “Cum with me, please.”
Breathless, you nodded, head falling back as you brought yourself over the edge just as Yuta did. His hips stuttering before burying deep, pushing against your cervix as he spilled his load in you.
You had barely registered the warm gush that flooded between your thighs, not until Yuta collapsed on top of you. “Fuck.” You offered weakly, feeling the dampness on the sheets below accompanied by your sweaty skin.
“We made a mess.” Yuta’s tone was sheepish, vibrating your neck as he spoke into it. “It definitely reeks of sex in here too…” you felt your face burning, realizing there wasn’t any windows open to allow ventilation.
“He’ll figure it out regardless.” Yuta sounded defeated but you could feel a smile on his face. “I’ll take the blame… since I’m the one who can’t resist your breasts.”
“You better.”
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todorokies · 3 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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reblogs & feedback is extremely appreciated !! <3
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mitsuyaya · 1 year
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[ panacea for the smokers ] okkotsu yuuta x fem! reader
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♡ contains: 780+ words. MDNI, smut, shotgunning, smoking, oral sex, cunnilingus, yuuta is a smoker, face riding, tongue fucking
♡ summary: Two things, there are two things you hate about Yuuta – and yet those things couldn't help but render you helpless against him.
♡ end note: repost from my yuuta’s weeklong birthday bash on ao3. I LOST THE SMOKING YUUTA FAN ART 😭😭 and I'm so stressed with midterms so I need this yuuta rn
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There's two things you hate about Yuuta.
The first one is his addiction with cigarettes – how his usual routine is entirely made up of a cigarette caught between his lips, a cigarette between his fingers, the musty smell of a newly lit cigarette wafting through the air – it sickens you, both from the way it makes your stomach churn from the foul odor and the way he seems unbothered.
Just like any other day, today he's on his second pack of cigarette – of course you have the choice to stop him, but honestly speaking, you found it incredibly hot to the point that you're blaming the stench of the cigarette sticking into your sense of smell and possibly permeating your way of thinking.
“I thought I told you to quit smoking?” placing your phone into the bedside table, you let your eyes wander into his face.
Such defined features being obscured by your hatred of the thing in between his lips, concealed with the disgusting after scent of nicotine – Yuuta lets out a breathy laugh, chest heaving, he sound so fucking hot.
Smoke curled from his lips, dissipating into the cold silent room, he had the gall to look at you entertained, as if he wasn't the one who's deteriorating his health. “And I told you, either you find something to keep my mouth busy or I'll continue smoking.”
He stares at you mockingly, a way of saying ‘make me’ – it irks you that he could be this bold and confident at a time like this. That despite your sincere attempt to help him with his obsession, he brushes you off like you're the one who's in the wrong.
“You don't get it do you?”
“Not at all, what is there to understand?”
Patience starts to vanish from your body, annoyance painted all over your face, he isn't really willing to give up. Not even a sign that he's willing to back out at this silly little game. Fuck this guy.
You tilted your head to the side, irritation weighing down on you, keeps stacking up at the top of your head, like any moment it'll come tumbling down.
“You're really testing my patience.” He took a long drag at his cigarette, leaning close to your face, foreheads and nose touching.
Yuuta blew the puff of smoke into your face, “Oh yeah? and what are you gonna do about it hm?”
The second thing you hate about Yuuta? His mouth.
Yuuta's arms circle your waist, pinning you down harder on his face, keeping you in place.
You can't move, couldn't. He's much more powerful than you are, much stronger than you. Your mind is gradually losing it's sanity, pleasure and ecstasy filling you to the brim.
His tongue is thrusting in and out of your cunt languidly, slowly, unpredictable – he'll push his tongue all the way, only for him to remove it afterwards.
It's making you insane, making you lose every fiber of your being, it's making you lose your grip on what is happening around you.
The ticking of the clock, the sounds your aircon is making – you can't see or hear clearly anymore. Yuuta, Yuuta, Yuuta – he's the only thing on your mind, his tongue is the only thing your mind could only take a hold of.
You can't move, can't when he still has a hard grip on you. Your hips couldn't grind on his face, couldn't seem to be content with just him slurping and nipping your bud — you wanted more but he doesn't let you. You want everything but he's not willing to indulge you just yet.
“Y-yuu please” you don't know what you're begging for, maybe for him to let you move freely or for him to keep eating you out – or perhaps, to fuck you now, to stop eating you out and get to the main event already.
“Ah, ah, ah, silly girl this is what you want right? This is what you thought of to make me stop smoking right?”
He wasn't wrong, you joked about it a couple of times – you never meant it as a suggestion, more like a harmless little joke.
But you aren't going to lie, weren't saying that you didn't enjoy this one bit. It's the complete opposite.
“Don’t worry pretty, I'll make sure to not smoke anymore, just gonna eat this pussy out from now on.”
In many more ways than one, you hate his mouth – both from him saying such ridiculous words, the way he opens his mouth to make you flustered and embarrassed — to the way his mouth does wonders on your cunt, to your lips, to your body, your skin.
But to be honest?
You don't really hate those two things about him, well not anymore.
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nikonyash · 8 months
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Smut & fluff ft. Yuta Okkotsu
A/n: Been MIA and just find the strength to write again. Was thinking to write about Daisuke Kambe but oh well... Anw I find sexual intercourse with your ex is quite exciting. Of course that applies when both parties are not dating anyone, yet.
You and Yuta were over. "I can't do this anymore," your words whispered, like a soft gust of wind, before you ended the call months ago. That was meant to be the closing scene. Or, that's what it is supposed to be.
But right now, you're under him.
You can feel his hot breath on your neck, trailing kisses. Biting your lower lip, you try not let a sound slip when his length touching your spot while he's thrusting vigorously.
You don't remembet how it happened. A moment ago, you're at his door to give back his shirts you borrowed. Then, he invited you for closure. But, before long, you are in his bed.
"Let me hear your voice," he kisses you on the cheek and his fingers playing with your nips. Your body is heating up at his gentle voice and before long, soft moaning in pleasure filled the room. The stimulation makes you unable to control yourself. You put your palm on his cheek and searching for his eyes.
He softly gaze at you.
He devours your lips and slips his tongue into your mouth. You could taste the shared breath and his heartbeat as his body pressed in yours. Yuta feels your fingers going throuhh his hair and gently smiles.
His warmth makes your blood rush. You push yourself towards his length as you feel a knot in your stomach. "Yuta, I-I'm-"
"Cum for me baby," he fastens his pace. Yuta grunts to your wall clenching tight around him. His half-lidded eyes giving you the clue that he's close. With a choked voice and your legs gripping his waist, you reach your peak and feel his warm load inside you.
This is wrong, you think to yourself. But the pleasure just felt right. With his head on your chest, Yuta's catching his breath.
"I miss you," you hear him talk between pantings. "Please give one more chance to us," he leans to kiss your cheek.
The face of a guy you've been talking to pops up. "Forget him. I know we still can work it out." Is he a mind reader now? You giggle while Yuta's eyebrows are drawn together in confusion.
You miss him, too. He might never know how you cried for weeks after you hung up on him or how you deliberately come into places he likes and hope to "accidentally" bump into him. Or even when you're unable to sleep when thinking about his whereabouts, or he's still alive or not.
You never really forget him.
"I promise I will never do anything harmful again," he caresses your hair and suprises when you chuckle. "As if!" His daily job requires him to play with death and you know it very well. "Then, what should I do?" Sadness creeps into his words.
He deeply stares at you, leaving you admiring a pair of gentle eyes you've been longing to see. A touch of warmth sparks in your heart and spread to your whole body.
"Just promise me you will always come home in one complete piece, alive." Surprised, Yuta's expression lights up. "And never lie to me. Don't leave me for days without telling again," Yuta feels your lips pressed against his and see your cheeks turning red.
Smilling, he engulf you in a hug. Softly whisper the words you're eager to hear.
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i-just-like-goats · 2 years
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Yuta Okkotsu x Reader (no pronouns specified)
Summary: very loosely based on the song ’I Do Adore’ by Mindy Gledhill. Not really. Yuta just comforts the reader
Warnings: none that I can think of
WC: 0.2k
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Nothing was falling into place. Everything was in disarray. Papers strewn across the floor, pens embedded into the wall and you were a mess. Too many deadlines to meet and so little time. It was a wonder that you hadn’t buckled from the stress. That is until now. 
You fell to your knees, ready to cry. Yet no tears came. You scoffed in disbelief. Too tired that you could no longer cry. How annoying. With a defeated sigh, you fell to rest on your side and lay there.
“I’m so tired,”
A gentle knock came from behind you. You made no sound of acknowledgement. Your door opened slowly and the person’s feet stopped in front of you. Still, you made no movement. They crouched down and stroked your hair.
“Hello, my darling, how are you today?”
Stiffly, you shifted slightly to see your boyfriend Yuta, who smiled at you. Guilt seeped in but you were too tired to smile back and all that he got in return was a look of emptiness. Unexpectedly, he chuckled at your behaviour. You frowned but had no energy to do anything more.
“You know why? Because every little thing you do I do adore,”
You cracked a small smile, but that was when your tears started to flow as well. He only smiled kindly in response.
“You’ve done enough,”
He pulled you up to wrap his arms around you as you both sat peacefully in the midst of the chaos. His strokes continued and you simply let yourself cry into his shoulder.
“Just rest now. You can work tomorrow,”
After some time, the tears stopped flowing and you lay limp against Yuta.
“Thank you,” you whispered.
“Anything for you my love,”
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A/N: This was honestly just very self indulgent. I'm in a Yuta Okkotsu mood if you can't tell lmao
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angelltheninth · 19 days
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Yuta Okkotsu is a Shy Boyfriend in Dirty Situations
Pairing: Yuta Okkotsu x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, erection, masturbation, sneaking away, morning wood, shyness, hand job, dirty thoughts, wet dreams, blowjob
A/N: It's Yuta appriciation hours.
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Yuta is a shy boyfriend who gets turned on way too easily just from the simple act of kissing you. Making out actually but really anything that includes you making any kind of pleased noise and having your lips on his. Every time he gets a hard on he pretends it's not there for the longest time until you start grinding against it and it becomes too much to ignore. Instead of letting you help out he pushes you away telling you how this is no big deal, you shouldn't trouble yourself with it.
Yuta is a shy boyfriend who sneaks away to masturbate when he gets morning wood. Not when he's alone but when you're staying over and his body reacts naturally, aided by the close proximity of your pussy. He hates how he's thinking about you while stroking his cock in the shower, all flustered and panting and his body shaking. Cock twitching every time he thinks about how good, how much better your mouth or hand or pussy would feel on his cock. What he doesn't know is that you hear all of it and you're touching yourself too, moaning right when he does, coming right when he does, calling his name right when he calls yours.
Yuta is a shy boyfriend who has wet dreams about you and then can't look you in the eye. He's so embaressed by them, the things he does and says to you in the dreams. And worst yet that those dreams are all it can take to make him come. When he wakes up and sees he ejaculated in his sleep, without ever touching his dick he gets so flustered he hides under the covers. From who? He doesn't know because he's in the room all by himself.
Yuta is a shy boyfriend who covers his face with his hands when you first give him a blowjob. There's nothing about it that should be embarrassing, and it feels good, your tongue licking up the cum from the little hole at the tip, your cheeks sucked in as you bob your head up and down, oh god, your moans that make his cock react with a twitch. But it's too good. And if he were to look down and see what you were doing to him he might pass out before, or right after, he comes.
Yuta is a shy boyfriend who can't talk dirty to save his life. Every time he tries he gets tongue tied and flustered about saying his inner thoughts outloud. It's one thing to fantasize about them and then saying them. Takes a long time for him to be comfortable with it, or calling pet names, praising you, telling you how your pussy feels like it's melting his cock, or talking about how much he loves your tits and coming all over them.
Yuta is a shy boyfriend who feels bad about coming in your pussy with just a few strokes keeps fucking you even with a semi-hard on. His whimpers overpower your reassurance, he's hiding his face between your boobs, not making eye contact. There's no way he can look at you until his cock gets hard again. Don't even try to coax him to because it won't work. You'll get eye contact, and a grin, from your boyfriend when he feels that pussy come on his, now hard again, cock.
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sugurizz · 9 months
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(Smut/ NSFW +18 - minors DNI !)
𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 ── lover boy! Yuuta
Beach Boy! Yuuta who's playing handball with his friends. His soft dark locks and slender body caught your eye; running around shirtless as his tall frame prances around left and right. with his shiny lips curled up in a smile and his bubbly laughs resonating through the breeze.
Beach Boy! Yuuta who gets so shy when he sees that his ball landed next to you; the cute girl he's been eyeing up throughout the whole game. your sparkly asscheeks barely covered in your bikini strings and your breasts flushed against the warm sand really sent his brain spiralling.
He shyly grabs the ball as he approaches you, asks you if you'd care to join in. Then he furiously blushes when you redirect the question at him "Why don't you come chill under my parasol instead?"
Beach Boy! Yuuta who's hoping your parasol is large enough to cover up on both of you. you're straddeling his lap, messing up his hair and telling him that "he's the cutest boy you saw in the whole beach" as you plant kisses everywhere on his cheeks, chest, neck and lips. You giggle at every flustered whine he lets, until he grabs your hand, asking you to follow him...
Beach Boy! Yuuta who's eating your ass in his little cabin, smothering his face in your tender skin and drowning himself in the milky scent of your pussy. his blushy cheeks, cute eyebags and adorable noises make your pussy wetter for him.
Beach Boy! Yuuta who (un)surprisingly under his cute aura and puppy eyes hides the thickest cock that dangles alongside his left thigh..
"Oh, sorry...is it too b-big?" he mumbles when you tug down on his boxers, his veiny length springs free, almost slaps your cheek as it stands proud against his stomach.
Beach Boy! Yuuta who's now humping you like a bunny in heat. heavy breathes and frustrated sighs escape his pretty lips. face is still soaked in your sweet juices but he could care less..
"You sure you can take me?...don't wanna see you in pain".
"I'd die for your big cock, handsome angel." you whisper, grabbing his mushroon tip and smearing it across your pussy lips.
Beach Boy! Yuuta who's now into demon mode, the sweetness and shyness are long gone with his schlong bullying your pussy senseless. He groans over and over in your ear "you'll be my cute girlfriend...we'll feel good together..every day..."
Beach Boy! Yuuta who watches you with blown dark pupils as you squirt all over his stomach, fevereshly crying out a "Yess daddy.. I'm all yours! Make me yours!.."
Beach Boy! Yuuta who's so embarassed to see his thick cum spurt uncontrollably out his tip because of how hard you squirted on him.
"Sorry, I cum a lot...I'll bring a-"
He stares at you as you collect the ropes of seed he freshly spurted on your breasts, slowly lift your fingers then smear them on your tongue as you lock eyes with him.
"Come kiss me, Yuuta..."
Beach Boy! Yuuta who's shamelessly snowballing with you, making the loudest sloppiest sounds with his own cum bubbling on both your lips and dribbling down your chins. "One more round, angel boy?" You smirk as he struggles to hide his cute boner again...
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yuwuta · 19 days
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yuuta seems like he’s very horny but also extremely sleepy and in denial about said sleepiness when he’s drunk. he’s curled up into you on the couch, eyes half-lidded, words muffled because his lips are literally pressed against your collar, and you know he could pass out at any minute, but still, he insists, “baaaaaaby, i wan—wanna… i’m gonna be s’good to you when we get homeeee.” he can barely lift his head up to look at you, and when he does you know the blush on his cheeks isn’t just from the alcohol, that lust pooling in his eyes is real, but you can’t help but be caught in just how endearing his slow, heavy blinking is. 
yuuta is tired. you’re pretty sure that you’re gonna need maki or yuuji’s help getting him into a cab later, he’s already deadweight against you; but in yuuta’s hazy, drunk mind, all he can see is a halo above your head, all he can think about how much he loves you, how he always wants to be with you, how he wants to take care of you. “‘m gonna make you feel soooooo good,” he promises with a fuzzy smile, his head immediately dropping to your neck again, nose nuzzling against your skin where he presses a few sloppy kisses, “sooo good. promise. because i love you.” 
and even though drunk yuuta never quite gets to make good on his promises, he always makes it up to you to the morning after, showering you in kisses and mindlessly rolling his fingers over your nipples because, “aren’t you such an angel, took care of me all night,” he drawls, licking down the center of your stomach, “let me be good to you like i promised.” 
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