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This is so cute

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

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

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

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI is in love with you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“do you know japanese sign language?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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anonymous requested: Hello! Can I request a scenario for Yuuta Okkotsu where he has an s/o who’s very attractive and all the others students are like baffled on how a guy like yuuta managed to get with a person like them *Cue the first and second year students with surprised pikachu faces

⤏ contents: okkotsu yuuta x gn!reader; 1492 words; fluff; disbelief at the fact that yuuta snagged you somehow

⤏ notes: bringing the other characters in to interact is always something :D this one has more intro to the beginning but i wanted to write the others, too

Maki is the first to greet you at the front of the school. To be honest, she wasn’t expecting anyone. After all, would even show up to this secluded place in the mountains? It wasn’t everyday they’d have someone come in and at most it would be some representatives coming for her teacher. 

But this person was clearly not one of those reps, if it wasn’t enough for the fact that you looked closer to her age than the old geezers Gojo would complain about. Your greeting was nice enough if a little nervous from the way you looked at her up and down. Though, she couldn’t deny that she gave the same once over to you. Her eyes nearly budged out of her sockets in surprise before she spit out a hello and who are you. 

“Oh, I’m looking for someone.” You say casually, not missing the way her eyes narrow. It was intimidating because her expression was sort of calculative. Maki was just thinking to herself who it could have been. She hums in acknowledgement, sensing the waves of cursed energy coming off of you to deem you safe to expose to what was behind her. 

She wanted a simple walk around campus but now, she supposes, she’s bringing in a visitor. 

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Hi! I saw that your requests are open so can I ask for a childhood friends to lovers with yuuta okkotsu (sfw please!)

Just some fluffs of them (like, showering him in attention) or maybe some pda (cause this boy deserves the world and I want to show off how much I love him) can the settings be them in 2nd years? Bc i would love to have the 1st year trio in there. Thank you !!! <33

Requests: Open (Please tell me if you want a HC or a Fic, or you will be skipped)

Warnings: None

Contains spoilers for JJK Manga 0 and Shibuya Arc (one line)

Yuuta Childhood Friends to Lovers

- In your early years the two of you had simply gone to the same elementary school and just so happened to have lived just a few houses down from each other.

- It wasn't odd for him to wake up on weekends to you screaming outside his home, calling out that he should join you to go play in the park or to come play out in the snow.

- He'd try and ignore you for a few minutes, that is, until his little sister would come running down the hallway and slam his door open demanding he go outside to shut you up.

- You were also there when he met Rika. You teased him constantly about his and her crushes towards each other and even demanded you play a part in their future wedding which never ended up happening.

- When Rika was gone, you were there for him as he mourned, at least, you were there until he just stopped coming out of his house.

- Ti The two of you ended up going to separate middle schools and your cries on the weekend for him to join you outside steadily died. Out of curiosity after a night of not being able to sleep, he peered outside his window, spotting you walking by his house.

- You simply stared up at the home you used to frequently visit before adjusting your bag over your shoulders and heading off to complete whatever tasks you had planned to do that day.

- He didn't see you again till his first year at Jujutsu Tech. You'd already moved into your dorm but you had been bringing in your last bit of stuff when you bumped into him.

- Gojo just watched as the two of you awkwardly stared at each other for a few minutes before you darted away, an apology dripping from your lips.

- Things are honestly awkward between the two of you the first few weeks, to which his classmates blatantly point out.

- It isn't till the incident with Getou, and Rika the two of you really start to connect again.

- Conversations in classrooms from earlier that day were quickly picked up in your room after he had slipped in after-hours. Sure the two of you could have waited and kept talking the next day, but the vibe in your room of being in there after hours, his head on your thighs as you play with his hair while you two talk just hits different.

- Instead of simply leaning over to whisper in your ear either you grab his hand and gently pull him towards your lips to whisper or his arm ends up snaked around your shoulders to bring you close, his lips tickling your ear as he fills it with an inside joke or a secret.

- As amusing as it is for your classmates to watch the two of you dance around your feelings for each other, they lowkey get annoyed at some point.

- They convince Gojo to set up a fake mission, lying that he needs to meet you two at a cafe to discuss the details for some reason. Instead, it just ends up with you two being there by yourselves, basically ignoring the fact that your teacher never showed up as the two of you talk.

- Instead of returning back to school the two of you indulge in the day, going to see a movie together and grabbing a bite to eat.

- As the two of you go your separate ways when you arrive back at school, within the hour Yuuta is in your room, snuggled up to your side as you pepper kisses along his face. A silent agreement that after that day the two of you officially crossed the friends line, and into new territory.

- Your friends thought that once the two of you got together everything would be okay. No, the two of you worsen.

- Originally thought that the two of you would be the type that would take forever just to hold hands or kiss. No, you two are the type to always be on each other.

- You're always holding hands. Your friends wanted to try an experiment to see if someone came to walk between the two of you if you'd separate. Panda was the one who volunteered.

- You two were simply walking down one of the schools many paths, enjoying the fall weather when you came across Panda. The three of you stopped, giving each other a greeting before silence fell between you.

- He kinda makes a motion that he wants to get by, and expects the two of you to separate. However, Yuuta simply leads you off to the side, you leaning into his side lovingly at the two of you watch Panda walk away.

- Your friends cringe but aren't surprised.

- If anyone needs Yuuta for anything they know not to check his room, because he's always in yours.

- He has definitely opened your room door wearing a facemask and lil bear ear headband to keep his hair out of his face while the mask dries. Gojo just stares at him for a moment before taking multiple pictures.

- When he has to prepare to leave for Africa he gets the two of you those types of bracelets that can connect with each other when you hold hands.

- When he leaves for Africa you're not as heartbroken as you thought you'd be. Both send texts throughout your days and try to facetime at least once a week.

- When the new first years come along Nobara literally glares whenever it's girls' night and your phone goes off. Maki has gotten used to your blushing face and love a sick smile as you respond to your boyfriend.

- Nobara gets curious as to what your boyfriend looks like, and when you show her a picture of Yuuta she just comments that he's cute. However, when she's alone with Maki afterward, looks at her senior and states he looks like the walking dead.

- Itadori is honestly excited to meet him

- Shibuya happens and that excitement turns to fear after he meets him

- When the two of you are reunited you can't help but run your fingers through his longer hair when you kiss. Everyone is cringing.

- You're both holding hands all the time so your bracelets are connected constantly.

- Both of you are each others wallpaper on your phones. Your's is a picture of Yuuta getting yeeted by Panda in midair during training, meanwhile, his a picture of you sleeping with a facemask on, drool slipping from the side of your mouth.

- Literally a contest between the two of you of who can get the most cringy pics of their S/O.

DAYDREAMING!AU || a little petty

request: okay but can we perhaps see yuuta getting protective of DDR….. and maybe him saying something along the lines of ‘leave my girlfriend alone’…..

please? for a treat?

note: honestly, you know my weakness for my babies >< whenever i get to write for my husband Yuta, there is no way I can avoid that faith lmao. 

pronouns: she/her

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If there was one thing that Yuta prides himself of, it is his patience. 

From the moment he had entered the college, he had been taught that the patient person always gets the outcome that they want at the end. And from the most part, he likes to think that he does take that advice to heart and try to be the best version of himself that he possibly can be. However, everything has a limit. 

And the longer he stared from where he was seated, grip tight around his glass of iced juice, he was starting to think that he was going to find his limit today. 

It all started with a message - Yuta was quietly washing up from the lunch that Y/N had made them when he heard the sound of familiar footsteps running towards him; warm giggles filling the air of the communal kitchen. Just hearing those giggles had Yuta chuckling as he turns off the faucet, wiping his hands dry with a towel just as he turns to catch the giggling girl in his arms. “What got you all excited like this?”

Yuta’s amused question was answered with another fit of giggles before Y/N pulls her face away from his chest, holding her phone screen to the taller male before him. “Remember Hatori? Him, Riku and I are classmates when we were younger, and Riku keeps in contact with our middle school classmates,” Y/N explained whilst Yuta thought back to the couple he had met a few times - Hatori and his boyfriend, Riku had grilled him the moment they found out that he was dating Y/N. But it was all done out of love for her, and soon the three men became good friends; Yuta playing video games with Toge and Riku, and share a few texts with Hatori about new anime merch and where to get them. “What about it?”

“They are having a get together for everyone who is in middle school!,” Y/N replied excitedly as she shakes her phone before his face, to which Yuta just chuckles before he carefully catches her wrist with one hand to stop her shaking. Squinting at the screen a little, he read over the simple message that Riku had sent to a group chat that the three of them are in; humming quietly at the link to register for the event. “I guess you wanna go?”

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Family Bonding

pairing: Inumaki Toge/F!Reader/Okkotsu Yuuta

Summary: (Y/N) and Satoru have some lovely bonding moments with totally no angst whatsoever

length : 2.3k

CONTENT WARNING: this chapter contains stabbing, bullying, temporary character death, and spoilers for season two of jjk.

A/n: omg guys i remembered to post!! typically i post on my computer, but it’s having some issues, so please bare with me for the time being while i get things fixed.

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─── ⋆⋅ November 2016 ⋅⋆ ───

Yuuta and (Y/N) had just finished a job with Inumaki and were currently waiting for him outside of a convenience store while he got his throat medicine. Since the two had their conversation a couple weeks ago, they have been getting closer and more open with each other. Toge noticed and thought it was quite cute, (Y/N) also noticed how the pair had also been getting closer since their last mission. She also thought it was cute.

She saw Yuuta fidgeting and knew that he was going to ask something that he felt was an invasion of privacy, though it hardly was.

“Um Kamo-”

“(Y/N), ‘kkotsu,” she interrupted.

“(Y/N)-san, how do you know Gojo-sensei outside of school?” She looked at him as she tilted her head to the side.

“What do you mean?”

“I know you’ve told me a little bit about how he was the one who raised you, but how did that happen? Why did it happen?” (Y/N) finds it amusing how quickly he became comfortable enough to ask personal questions without stuttering. She smiled at him and hummed.

“Well technically we first met when I was one, but I don’t remember that for obvious reasons. He said it was boring since I couldn’t talk yet. Our parents made a deal that I would basically be his puppet if the time ever came he would need support or something like that. I don’t know the details of it and I don’t care all that much since I know he wouldn’t put me in that position without asking me.”

─── ⋆⋅ March 2001 ⋅⋆ ───

“Satoru-kun, why don’t you spend some time with Kamo-kun while we grownups talk?” Satoru knew that he shouldn’t say anything and just go along with it, but that didn’t stop him from making a rude remark to his mom; being the chosen one had its perks.

“So, you’re how old?” No response. Just the baby babble and the smashing of toys.

“What’s your name?” Again, no response.

“Do you know how to do anything?” At that the child stood up and took a couple shaky steps before falling and laughing, she was clearly proud of herself.

“You’re not interesting.” The young girl huffed and went back to her blocks and all Satoru could do was stare at her. Semi entertained.

─── ⋆⋅ November 2016 ⋅⋆ ───

“So you’ve known him almost your whole life?”

“Yeah pretty much!” The pair saw Inumaki exit the store and he quickly met the two out front and began the walk back to the school since it wasn’t that far away.

“Any more questions?” Yuuta looked lost in thought and then looked back at her.

“(Y/N)-san, what was it like growing up with Sensei?” (Y/N) laughed a little at that.

“He’s one of the loudest people I know, he was there for all my school stuff, he got banned from my school at one point because he and my brother were caught threatening a kid for making fun of me. They would walk me to and from school and Sho-nee was the only one allowed to get me from school if Yaga-san wasn’t available. It was annoying but a lot of fun too.”

─── ⋆⋅ April 2006 ⋅⋆ ───

As the young girl walked through the barrier of the school she wanted to go straight to her room and not come out. Unfortunately Suguru knew something was wrong the whole walk home.

“(Y/N), would you like to talk about how her school day was,” he asked. She shook her head. Her frown practically a permanent feature on her face. He grabbed her hand a little tighter.

“How about we make cookies?” He laughed at how bright her eyes became and (Y/N) practically sprinted to the kitchen. He called Satoru and told him to head to the kitchen once he’s done with his meeting with the elders. It’s comical how quickly he showed up after that.

“(Y/N), how was school?” Satoru really needed to learn how to read the room a little better. (Y/N) frowned and then her eyes got watery.

“Today was bring your mom to school day.” The other two looked at each other with wide eyes, holding a conversation with no words and only glances.

“How was it?”

“Awkward. Some of the mom’s asked questions, but they were pretty nice to me after I told them she died,” she said, “But a couple of the kids made fun of me and the moms looked at me weird, I didn’t like it at all and it made me feel sad. One boy said that I can’t have a family and when I tried to tell him I did he just yelled over me!” Satoru and Suguru could tell she wasn’t going to feel better soon, but they would do all they could until she did.

“We’ll walk you to school tomorrow, okay?” She nodded her head as she watched the cookies bake in the oven. They took silly pictures and watched a silly movie.

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The next day the three of them made sure to leave a little early to talk with the school and with the boy. The boys went to deal with the insolent child.

“(Y/N), who’s the boy who made you feel bad?” She pointed to a boy with the ugliest fucking haircut and they stalked up to him and started bareting him.

“Who do you think you are talking to her like that?”

“How dare you say she doesn’t have a family?”

“Do I need to talk to your mother?”

“You ever do it again, we'll take your cat!”

“Satoru, too far,” Suguru whispered before saying, “we’ll burn your house to the ground instead. After making sure your cat isn’t inside.”

“U-Uh I don’ have a cat.”

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“What, do you like dogs more?” The boy shakily nodded his head.

“What are you, a psycho? We should take your dog!”

“Suguru, too far,” Satoru whispered before telling the boy if he ever pulled a stunt like that again he would track him down and eat his bed.

“Satoru, what is with you and eating things?”

“Don’t ques-”

“Gojo-san, Geto-san, what are you doing to that poor boy?”

In the end Shoko had to come to the school and bail them both out of trouble, but not before it was stated that they could never step foot on the school grounds again.

(Y/N) was so embarrassed, but happy when she found out. Satoru bought her a phone so she could call them if something happened again, Suguru bought her charms for it and they spent the afternoon bedazzling it while sitting in the corner of Shoko’s room while she got ready for her “hangout” with Utahime.

─── ⋆⋅ November 2016 ⋅⋆ ──

“Your brother?” (Y/N) looked straight ahead and she felt Inumaki nudging her arm with his shoulder.

“Did I ask something I shouldn’t have?”

“No, you didn’t. It’s just a sore subject, maybe not the best one for right now.” Yuuta looked at her and saw the sad smile on her face.

As they entered the school grounds, Yuuta noticed how (Y/N) avoided walking across a couple cracks in the ground. Upon closer inspection he also saw that the concrete was slightly uneven and had splotches of discoloration surrounding it. They were only slightly darker than the rest of the ground, small weeds growing through.

Just when he was about to ask about why it wasn’t as pristine as the rest of the school, Inumaki bumped shoulders with him and shook his head.

‘Not a good time, maybe later,’ the boy signed.

─── ⋆⋅August 2006⋅⋆ ──

(Y/N) had been hanging out with Yaga learning more about how cursed energy flows when she got a text from Satoru letting her know that they just left the airport and would be home soon. Of course she had been planning on meeting everyone at the barrier, but Yaga had wanted to finish more of the lesson before she went to go goof off with her “bestest-not-brother-brothers” for the rest of the day. Yaga had a sneaking suspicion that (Y/N) saw Satoru more as a father and Satoru saw her as his daughter no matter how much he tried to deny it. Especially after what happened with her mother. It had been a while since the two of them had been away from each other for that long, even though it had only been two days, and called each other regularly and texted frequently. After Yaga decided that she had done enough of the lesson he let her go run off.

(Y/N) was extremely excited to see her brothers after the two days apart, nearly three! There was also a very pretty girl who she spoke to on the phone named Amanai. She was also excited to meet her. Though from what her brothers had told her they could only meet for a minute or two since she was supposed to meet and ‘assimilate with Tegen-sama’ whoever and whatever that was.

When (Y/N) arrived at the entrance of the school she hadn’t been prepared for what she saw. Her doting brother was lying in a pool of his blood as a dark haired man stood over him. The man began to walk away, towards her. Well towards Tegen-sama and the Plasma Star Vessel - Amanai - but she didn’t know that at the time. What she did know was that she was scared. (Y/N) was scared that she was going to die and this time no one would be able to save her from death like they had from her mother.

Before she knew what was happening, a blade made its way just under her collarbone and a scream ripped its way from her throat. She didn’t remember seeing the man move, let alone that quickly, but she did remember his face. A scar across his bottom lip, bright green eyes.All (Y/N) could think is how much the man looked like her mother as he threw her towards her future guardian, her protector.

She could feel the blood leaving her body and that terrified her, but that’s not what scared her the most. What scared her was that she couldn’t feel Satoru. She had never been able to describe it all that well, mainly because she didn’t fully understand what ‘it’ was, but she always knew if he was close. She could hear his heartbeat and feel his blood move. But now she couldn’t feel either. She felt nothing from him and she couldn’t help but sob. She sobbed for what felt like forever to the poor girl as she wished all the blood would go away, that all the blood would return to where it was supposed to be.

“Toru-nii please! Please wake up!” (Y/N) repeated this over and over as she clung to him like a lifeline, ignoring the pain wracking her small body, like he would come back to her. Her throat had become raw and her voice became hoarse, but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t stop until he came back to her. (Y/N) could feel her consciousness starting to drift away. Her body was tired from crying, loss of blood, and loss of energy. As she began to lose hope for Satoru to wake up, she voiced two final sentences.

“Dad please don’t leave me, you promised! You promised to stay with me!” Her blood mixed with his until there was no separating them and she began to feel her cries be answered. She could feel Satoru again. (Y/N) could feel one of the most important people in her life had begun to wake up. She felt his arms move to hold her and she felt as if everything would be okay again. Her tears had stained their clothes and she could feel the snot from her nose move its way into her mouth and it bothered her immensely, but she would rather deal with it than to let go of Satoru.

“I’m here, (Y/N). Toru-nii’s here… your dad’s here,” Satoru said these words in a mantra until the young girl began to loosen her hold on him enough for him to look at her. He saw blood coating the left part of her chest and in the back of his mind he could tell that it wasn’t his blood. That thought alone was more than enough to send him into a panic. He saw the stab wound and placed his hand over it and pulled her closer to his chest, pressing a soft kiss on to her temple.

“I’m sorry for scaring you like that. I won’t do it again. Big Bro-dads shouldn’t go back on their promises.” (Y/N) looked him in the eyes and furrowed her brow.

“Wha’s a bro-dad?” Satoru laughed a small, quiet laugh at the tired girl. Nothing like his usual one.

“Me of course! I’m your bestest big brother and I’m going to be your legal parent when I’m legally allowed, so you can’t go away now, at least not when we’re so close to finally saving each other!” (Y/N) smiled at him and rested her head against him.

“You’re the best bro-dad ever, Toru-nii.” And all Satoru could do was pull his little girl as close as he possibly could without hurting her and promise to himself that he would try his damn hardest not to scare her like that again.

─── ⋆⋅ November 2016 ⋅⋆ ──

Once they reach the main training grounds, they see Gojo helping to train the other first years when he got a phone call.

“Hello? Ah yes, this is his guardian… another one? Yes, I'll be there shortly.” (Y/N) let out a small snort and pulled out her phone, sending a quick text.

“Do you want me to go get him, Gojo,” she asked. He looked at her through his bandages and smiled.

“I’m sure Megumi-chan would love that!” She smiled and looked over at Yuuta.

“Would you like to come with me?” The boy in question tilted his head to the side.

“Where are we going?”

“To go get a little crotch goblin,” she replied.

“... Huh?”

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the next chapter, ‘what once was,’ will be out by Monday, September 11th. this chapter will also contain spoilers for jjk season two and will bring the fic to jjk 0. next chapter will be heavy on Suguru, satosugu, and (Y/n). so be ready lol!! as always this is cross posted on ao3 and there is an oc version as well, thank you for reading!!

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Asking the JJK boys if they'd love you if you were a worm.

Contains: Okkotsu Yuuta, Inumaki Toge, Itadori Yuuji, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Fushiguro Megumi

A/N: This is so outta character but hey we love us some sassy boys don't we?

we weren’t just friends - okkotsu yuuta

word count: 11.9k warnings: heavy second base action (no tops, dry humping) but no smut, swearing, drinking but it’s legal summary: their friends think that if there’s tension between new roomates (y/n) and yuuta, then they should just act on it.  more info: college!au, aged up characters, roommate!au, childhood friends, unrequited(?) love

part one: “face it, you want it, you crave it” ___

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we weren’t just friends - okkotsu yuuta

word count: 11.9k warnings: heavy second base action (no tops, dry humping) but no smut, swearing, drinking but it’s legal summary: their friends think that if there’s tension between new roomates (y/n) and yuuta, then they should just act on it.  more info: college!au, aged up characters, roommate!au, childhood friends, unrequited(?) love

part one: “face it, you want it, you crave it” ___

Keep reading

we weren’t just friends - okkotsu yuuta

word count: 11.9k warnings: heavy second base action (no tops, dry humping) but no smut, swearing, drinking but it’s legal summary: their friends think that if there’s tension between new roomates (y/n) and yuuta, then they should just act on it.  more info: college!au, aged up characters, roommate!au, childhood friends, unrequited(?) love

part one: “face it, you want it, you crave it” ___

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[part two] we weren’t just friends - okkotsu yuuta

word count: 11k warnings: swearing, drinking (but it’s legal!), mentions of masturbating summary: two idiots that are bad at confrontation and don’t want things to be awkward somehow make things awkward anyways. more info: college!au, aged up characters, roommates!au, childhood friends, n*oya makes an appearance in this part, soft yuuta taking care of drunk reader

part two: “i’m not ready, eyes heavy now” ___

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mdni - typical jjk fighting, masturbation, interrupted intimacy?? I'm not sure how else to describe it :/

pt. 2 anyone?

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My mind is a whore house. I've had this video saved on instagram for a while now, and since I've seen the JJK0 movie, I think it fits perfectly for Yuta <33

When he first came to your school, you didn't think much of it like Maki. He was timid and weak - wouldn't last a day fighting curses.

Even you and Maki would talk about him behind closed doors. Not necessarily talking shit per say, but you both pitied him.

"Even with training, he doesn't have much potential. Granted I haven't seen him up against any curses yet, but it's not looking good." You commented while stuffing another mouthful of ramen into your cheeks.

Maki nodded in agreement, "I think Gojo-sensei fucked up this time, he can't just keep picking random kids off the streets."

But Satoru didn't fuck up. In fact, Yuta was the strongest amongst them all. He just needed to be given a chance.

And once that chance was given, no one doubted him again. Yuta was one of your strongest sorcerers, a little rough around the edges, but he wanted to be strong. He had drive and the will power to become incredible.

So both you and Maki would rough him up during training, not because you thought he was weak anymore, but because you both knew he could take it. Because you both had to make sure that he always had some goal to fight towards in terms of training.

What set you apart from Maki though was the way Yuta made you feel. Maki saw him as a peer, a friend, a protector even.

You saw Yuta as the new cute boy.

His pretty, messy hair. That rare smile. His nervous nature. His love for learning. Even the dark circles under his eyes.

You wanted him to yourself.

And it seemed he felt the same.

Because one time, he had slipped into your room during the early hours of the morning to ask you for some one-on-one, yearning for some alone time with you to slip in his chance. You groaned and rolled over in your bed.

"Yuta, the sun isn't even out."

"I-I know, but I really need this training. I want to be strong."

How could you say no? You couldn't pass up a potential opportunity to let your friendship blossom into something more.

When he saw you shuffle around in your sheets and toss you legs over the edge of your bed, he smiled like a child on Christmas morning.

He even took your hands into his, "Thank you! I promise I'll do my best!"

"You're welcome Okkotsu."

Out on the field, you waited for your tea to wake you up. The sun was just barley peaking over the horizon and dusted the sky with yellows and oranges, the soft morning clouds creating the illusion of some grand painting.

You yawned and readied your weapon, "The shit I do for you Yuta."

He giggled and held his katana firmly, "I already said thank you."

"Yeah yeah, let's get on with it."

Little did you know, Yuta had done some training with Gojo. He was swiping you off your feet here, knocking you on your ass there, even got a few solid swings in. You blamed it on the early hour, but deep down you knew that Okkotsu had surpassed you.

On your last round, the sun had risen fully and you knew the other students would be up and about soon. You told him this had to be quick, and he replied cockily with, "With the way you're fighting, it will be."

Goddamnit he was right.

You weren't even two minutes in and he had you on your ass again, knees pining down your shoulders and the wooden prop readied to impale your heart.

With a sigh you smacked the prop from his hands, "It's too early for this, you knew I'd be easy to take down."

Then Yuta leaned down, nose nearly brushing over yours and his large, tired eyes staring mockingly into yours. It was enough to have your cheeks burning red.

"Maybe it's just time you admit you've gotten rusty."

Most of his words came in one ear and slipped out the other, for you couldn't ignore his proximity. With your body pinned to the ground, your mobility was low, so all you could do to hide your evident attraction and embarrassment was to turn your head further into the grass.

That's when Yuta gasped and his hand cupped your cheek, "Oh my God - I'm so sorry Y/n."

The warmth of his hand had your skin searing, "What for?"

"I - ugh - I must've scraped your cheek when we were fighting. I'm sorry." You reassured him there was no reason to worry, "No, let me take care of you and patch this up."

Your words of protest fell upon deaf ears as he drug you by your wrist to the nearest washroom. However, when the sign clarifying the gender of the bathroom came into view, you dug your heels into the ground and halted the both of you.

"Are you crazy? You'll get us suspended!"

As if he knew he had you wrapped around his finger, he slid his hand into yours and laced together your fingers. His hard working palm was rough, but the backside was velvety soft and his nails were well kept.

"Nobody is gonna be in here for another hour, maybe longer. I promise I'll be quick."

Again, you struggled to tell him no, letting him guide you into the men's bathroom and have you stand next to the nearest sink. Beneath it were cabinets where he found some disinfectant and bandages, setting the items on the counter and pausing to check on you.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so rough with you."

You grinned, "Don't be, it's nothing I couldn't handle ."

He replied with his own grin and readied to clean your scape. The burn of the disinfectant made you screw your eyes shut and hiss, startling Okkotsu, but with a guiding touch on his wrist you told him you would be alright.

Once the bandage was delicately stuck to your skin, Yuta let his fingers linger. They stayed to study and file away the softness of your skin and how it grew hotter with each passing second. His mental filing cabinet for you was growing larger by the day, and now by the second.

But then a question popped into his mind: What would your skin feel like against his lips?

"Just for good measure." He whispered, and let his lips dust the skin next to the bandage.

How you bit your lip after your small gasp and scrunched your fists was dually noted. A small, unapologetic chuckle rumbled his chest.

"What's so funny?" You tried to banter with fake confidence.

Yuta shook his head, "Just you."

What felt like centuries and seconds elapsed. You felt everything and nothing at all. His closeness and touch had you entirely enraptured in him.

Therefore he was the only one to bring you back to Earth, more specifically the mens bathroom, when he slipped from your space to clean up his mess.

But you couldn't let him leave. You wanted him in your space forever, blacking out everything around you except for him and bathing in the feeling of how he could make your heart skip a beat. The special way he made your mind completely clear and think every thought simultaneously was intoxicating. Your craving had you acting before thinking.

When he rose from his crouched position, he faced the mirror with you behind him. Through the mirror he admired you and the small band-aid across your cheekbone and another smile appeared. Only that smile was replaced by his jaw dropping and blown pupils when your arms snaked around his abdomen to fumble with his belt.

"What are you-?"

The belt clinked and you began to slide it through the loops, "Let me take care of you."

His pale cheeks flushed a bashful red at your words - quoting him from earlier.

"Please." He sighed.

Yuta couldn't believe this was really happening. Since his appearance at Jujutsu High, all he could think about was you. How strong you were, your sense of humor and grace, just you. And as embarrassing as it was to him, he'd stroke himself to the thought of you in his dorm, pretending that your pretty hand was the one grasping his length.

The day when you'd have him come undone was nearing as he worked to get you attached to him. He just didn't think it would be the same day he had tainted your beautiful face. Nonetheless, his enthusiasm was spiraling out of control and every step closer to your hand or mouth or core milking him was speeding toward him.

Your lithe fingers slipped the button from its slit, then made quick work of his zipper - who knew that sound could be so lewd?

"Tuna Mayo!"

Inumaki.

You knew better than to abandon Yuta on missions or in any other scenario in life, but this one called for your escape. With your head low, you bolted for the exit and stopped just outside the door to listen.

Yuta was a stuttering mess as he worked to quickly slip his belt back on, "I-Inumaki - wait! It's not, oh God, it's not what it looks like!"

"Salmon..."

Some humiliated whispers came from Yuta before he pleaded, "Please don't tell anyone."

"Kelp." Which must of translated to 'Your secret is safe with me' because Yuta followed up with a series of thank you's.

Even you let out a sigh of relief and some of the guilt pooling in your stomach fizzled away. It would the a challenge to face Toge without your body wanting to whisk away in the wind - you owed him.

And you also owed Yuta, who would be using the next chance he got to finish the business you started.

need me (okkotsu yūta x reader)

REQUEST @linamirasaki : wonder if you could do an okkotsu yuuta x reader where the reader is a literal sunshine aka a social butterfly, and when she got into a relationship with yuuta, he started to notice the smallest thing how she was too close to panda or toge (sorry im a total sucker for jealous tropes)

| PAIRINGS:  okkotsu yuuta x fem!reader

| WARNINGS: lil suggestive at the end but nothing intense, insecurities, jealousy, grammar errors

| WORD COUNT: 1,010~

A/N: hello!! ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ i actually really like yuuta and i can’t wait to see more of him soon in the actual story !! if u read volume 0 then u know how his personality changes in that one part?? 😳 yea i got inspo from that lol anyway i hope it is what you expected ! enjoy 💕

This was wrong.

Yuuta couldn’t help but feel a heavy weight on his chest as he watched the scene happening in the track court of the school from afar. God, he couldn’t even gather the guts to get closer anymore, he didn’t want to be a bother. 

You just looked so happy.

Panda was lifting you over his shoulder as he spun around, laughing at your funny complaints and threats to put you down. Inumaki, however, just limited himself to look at them with a hint of a smile in his eyes, hands inside his pockets completely ignoring your cries for help.

Yuuta tried his best to stop the images of you holding Panda or Inumaki the way you do with him, or the images of you kissing their lips instead of his. After all, he knew how one of them felt about you. 

Crap. Why was he feeling so dizzy now? 

His legs seemed to start wobbling, not being able to hold himself up anymore as he clutched down, hands holding his head. 

What if you left him? 

After a few months of starting his new love life with you, Yuuta started noticing really small details about your relationship: the way you easily made friends, how everyone wanted to get to know you, and you always welcomed them with a smile; he didn’t have to be blind to see how different you two were from each other.

Hell, he even had the fact you could literally be with someone better than him present in every day of his life now. Everyone reached out to you, you were so approachable.

Unlike him. 

Yuuta looked up again at his classmates and girlfriend but, this time, Panda had finally put you down and you were talking with Inumaki, laughing at one of the words he said (probably Tuna Mayo). The sting in his chest became more noticeable when you placed your hand on his shoulder and looked at him, smiling, as you talked about something. 

What did he have to offer? You would always make Yuuta feel so fuzzy inside, his heart beating so hard and fast he was afraid it could get out of his chest at any moment. You would always reassure your love for him, kissing his lips in the gentlest way possible as his eyes fluttered shut, enjoying the moment and feeling light as a feather.

But what did he give you? Yuuta only offered you his insecurities and problems, wasting your time whenever he would feel nervous due to the fact of going to lunch with your new friends, or even sometimes with Maki, Toge and Panda. He even felt he couldn’t make up for any of that in other aspects.

Why wouldn’t you leave him? 

Yuuta felt his face heat up furiously when your eyes met his from the court, your smile getting wider as you lifted your arm, waving at him adorably, and Inumaki and Panda joined with the same amount of excitement. Oh, no. He felt bad for being jealous of them. They were his friends. He waved back shyly, a hint of a small smile appearing on his features as his heart started beating faster when you started making your way to him, making him stand up. She’s really perfect, he thought. 

His mind was finally clearing up, but something was still wrong. Yuuta couldn’t stop the same phrase to repeat inside of his head as you got closer, chanting it like a prayer mentally as if that would make you stay with him forever.

I need you. 

“Yuuta!” you threw yourself at him, catching you with his arms around your waist as you offered his lips the softest of kisses. He swore his heart was going to explode right there and then as he closed his eyes, reciprocating the sweet kiss.

I need you. I need you. I need you.

When you pulled away, you smiled at him, your eyes shining with what he thought was love and appreciation, and he did the same because he just loved you so much. He could feel his hands getting warm from the heat coming from your body. You were so hot right now. Probably because of you playing with– Oh. 

His smile twitched, no longer reaching his eyes as his mind started spiraling again and falling into the same thoughts. Over and over again. You with Panda. You with Inumaki. You leaving him. You don’t need him. 

Apparently, you noticed that because you chuckled nervously. 

“Oh, sorry. I guess I’m kinda sweaty and smell bad.” Your cheeks blushed as you stopped holding him as close as you were, smiling at his chest, embarrassed he probably noticed the sticky wetness of your face.

But Yuuta was long gone inside his thoughts.

You don’t need him.

You don’t need him as much as he needs you.

He needs you. 

He loves you.  

Please, love him. 

“Yuuta?” Your worried tone put him out of his trance, hesitant hands reaching his face as he blinked, focusing on you again confused and nervous. “Are you ok? Panda and Inum–“

Don’t.

His lips crashed against you in an unusual hard kiss, interrupting your words as the grip on your waist got tighter. You moaned softly against his lips, surprised at first but quickly placing your hands at the back of his head, running your fingers through his hair.

Yuuta’s mind started running wild again, concentrating in both the sensation of your lips and your frame pressed against him, and his deepest desires wanting to be fulfilled. 

Please, don’t leave me.

I need you. 

Please, need me. Need me. 

You both pulled away, already heavy breathing from the intensity of the short but passionate kiss. Not even caring you were still in front of your classmates. Your body couldn’t help but react to the roughness and intensity of his demeanour.

“Y-Yuuta.” You whimpered softly, your hands pulling at his hair lightly as you looked at him with dark eyes. “I need you. Please...”

That’s right. 

Need me.

Only me.

And nobody else.