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If I had a nickel for everytime Yuta has made out with a cursed spirit, I would have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice, right?
day sixty-five | one of my mutuals was talking about being falsely accused of plagiarism in the past and i guess??? it was stuck in my subconscious?? bc when i sat down to draw This happened [id in alt]
POOKIE WOOKIE SWEET PLUM TEDDY BEAR YUTA NEXT WEEK EVERYONE STFU
HE FINALLY GOT ANIMATED LET'S GOOO
◦•●◉ JJK S02E23 ◎ OKKOTSU YUUTA ◉●•◦
dedicated to Angie (@okkottsus)
ㅤ❁્᭄͜͡ Sanguine Whispers.
Hello! This is my first (long)fic after two years. I've only recently started writing this type of story (two or three weeks) and I finally have enough confidence to share it. It's not much at the moment but I hope you like it.
( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤsummary: "Since you're so whiny and hungry, I'll let you drink my blood this once. But only this once!" "Did you really forget that you're a ghost and basically transparent?" “Oh. Oops.” cred: @me-writes-prompts 𖹭
( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤtags: alternative universe - supernatural, yuta okkotsu (ghost) x f!reader (vampire), angst, past lives, slow burn, dark fantasy, dark romance.
( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤ cws: emotional and psychological anguish, death and undead themes, blood drinking, violence/blood/gore (mostly simple mentions), self-destructive behavior, mental health issues.
( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤ count words: 1237 words, hehe.
( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤ playlist: Sanguine Whispers.
( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤ chapter one. next.
The grand hall was a maze of shadows and moonlight, the towering windows cloaked in thick layers of dust. The castle had once been majestic, but now its once-regal splendor lay buried beneath centuries of decay. The air was cold, stagnant, and hauntingly still, save for the faint creaks and whispers of time long forgotten. The thick forest outside encircled the structure, impenetrable and wild—no one dared venture near the rumors of curses, death, and the unnatural.
You paced the hall, your hunger gnawing at your senses like a beast long starved. Each step echoed through the hollow silence, and the hunger was a dull ache now, constant and unbearable. You had tried to resist, to maintain some semblance of your dignity as a former condesa. But the hunger was consuming you.
A sigh drifted from the corner of the room. Yuta. His form—ghostly, faint, almost transparent—watched you with those familiar eyes, forever loyal, even in death. He had been your most trusted guard in life, the one who stood by your side when the world crumbled around you. You had died together, slain in a bloody conquest, yet here you remained, trapped in the castle that had become both your prison and your grave.
"I can hear your stomach growling from here," he said, voice tinged with humor, though the flicker of concern did not escape you.
You paused, turning toward him, lips curled in frustration. "It’s not something I can control."
Yuta tilted his head, floating closer, his form more translucent in the pale moonlight. "Since you're so whiny and hungry, I'll let you drink my blood this once. But only this once!"
You froze at his words. His offer lingered in the air, thick with unspoken tensions, and it took all your strength to suppress the dark excitement stirring inside you. His blood… you had once sworn never to drink from those who had served you so loyally. But that was another life. You weren’t the same person anymore, were you?
"Did you really forget that you're a ghost and basically transparent?" Your tone was bitter, but underneath the sarcasm was the sharp edge of desperation.
Yuta blinked. “Oh. Oops.”
For a moment, there was silence, the weight of your shared history pressing down on the both of you. You couldn’t drink from him—not in this form—but the hunger, the longing for something beyond this haunting, gnawed at you relentlessly. You stepped closer to him, the warmth of his presence faint but achingly familiar.
"I remember… what it was like to be alive," you whispered, almost to yourself. "The blood, the warmth. It was everything."
His eyes softened. "You haven't changed much, you know. Still stubborn, still… you."
A bitter laugh escaped you, dry and hollow. "Except I’m a monster now."
He reached out, though his hand passed through yours like mist. "We both are."
The night pressed in around you, thick with the weight of the forest that circled the castle like a predator waiting to pounce. You could feel its presence, lurking just beyond the stone walls, its tendrils creeping ever closer. The rumors about the castle were true, after all. The dark magic that had cursed this place also bound you here—two souls, tied to the past and the horrors that had unfolded.
Yuta hovered beside you, his presence a strange comfort in the suffocating loneliness. His ghostly form flickered as if the darkness itself threatened to consume him, but his eyes—those steadfast, haunted eyes—never wavered. You wondered if you looked as lost as he did, though you had long given up on seeing your reflection in any mirror.
"You’re thinking about it again," Yuta said, his voice breaking the stillness, his tone gentle.
Your gaze shifted to him, but you didn’t respond immediately. How could you explain the gnawing ache inside you—the hunger that went beyond blood, beyond flesh? It was the hunger for life itself, for the days when you had been more than just a walking corpse, more than this cursed creature trapped in an endless night.
"I don't know what you're talking about," you lied, voice strained.
"You're a terrible liar," he chuckled softly, floating closer until the chill of his form brushed against your skin. "I can feel it… your regret, your guilt. You think this is your fault, don’t you?"
You clenched your fists, the sharp sting of your nails digging into your palms. "I don’t have time for guilt. I need… I need to feed."
The admission tasted bitter on your tongue. You had been a condesa once, proud and powerful, feared and respected. But now… now, you were little more than a monster, a creature of darkness driven by base instincts. And yet, Yuta stayed by your side, even in death.
"I would've given my life for you," he said, voice low, almost a whisper. "I did give my life for you. And I’d do it again."
"Don’t," you snapped, eyes narrowing. "Don’t pretend like this is some kind of noble sacrifice. We died, Yuta. We lost everything. And now we’re stuck here, forever."
A heavy silence followed your words, but the unspoken truth hung between you like a noose. You had failed him, failed everyone. Your once-loyal guard had perished at your side, and you couldn’t protect him, couldn’t protect your people. The weight of it all bore down on you, suffocating.
Yuta’s form flickered again, and for a moment, you saw the man he had been—solid, warm, alive. His face, pale but strong, eyes glinting with determination even in the face of death. He had always been like that—unshakable, unwavering. And it made your chest ache in a way that had nothing to do with hunger.
"It wasn’t your fault," he said quietly, stepping closer, his hand once more trying to reach out to you, though it slipped through the air like smoke.
Your breath caught in your throat as his presence enveloped you, cold and intangible but somehow comforting. You longed to feel his touch, to know that you weren’t entirely alone in this nightmare. But all you had were shadows and memories.
"Yuta… I’m starving," you whispered, voice trembling. "I can’t… I can’t control it anymore."
He gave you a sad smile, his form fading slightly, as if the effort to stay in this realm was draining him. "Then let me help you. Find another way… until we figure this out."
Your jaw tightened. The hunger was unbearable, the ache deep and raw. It wasn’t just blood you craved—it was life itself. And yet… looking at him now, standing there with that quiet resolve, you knew you couldn’t do it. You couldn’t take what little he had left.
"I’ll wait," you said, though every instinct in your body screamed against it. "But not forever."
He nodded slowly, his form steadying as he met your gaze. "We’ll figure this out. Together."
You didn’t respond. Instead, you turned toward the grand windows of the hall, the moonlight filtering in through the cracks, illuminating the crumbling stones and forgotten history of the castle. The forest outside rustled, the wind carrying whispers of ancient things—things that were watching, waiting.
And so, you stood there, the hunger gnawing at your insides, your body tense with the need to feed. But you would wait, for him. Just a little longer.
© 2024 shortskirtheart. All work belongs to @shortskirtheart. Do NOT repost, modify, translate or plagiarize in any way on ANY platforms.
ㅤ ❁્᭄͜͡ Sanguine Whispers.
( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤsummary: "Since you're so whiny and hungry, I'll let you drink my blood this once. But only this once!" "Did you really forget that you're a ghost and basically transparent?" “Oh. Oops.” cred: @me-writes-prompts 𖹭 ( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤtags: alternative universe - supernatural, yuta okkotsu (ghost) x f!reader (vampire), angst, past lives, slow burn, dark fantasy, dark romance. ( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤ cws: emotional and psychological anguish, death and undead themes, blood drinking, violence/blood/gore (mostly simple mentions), self-destructive behavior, mental health issues. ( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤ count words: 1629 words! ( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤ playlist: Sanguine Whispers. ( ... )ㅤㅤ⎯⎯ ㅤㅤ chapter one. chapter two. next.
The silence in the castle was interrupted once again, but this time it wasn’t a whisper from the forest. It was a distant echo, barely perceptible, resonating through the stone walls. Something inside the castle had moved, something ancient, something that hadn’t been touched in centuries. You stopped dead in your tracks, your senses sharpened by hunger and the growing sense of danger.
Yuta watched you silently, his ghostly form floating beside you. “Did you hear that too?” he whispered, his voice heavy with concern.
You nodded, your eyes scanning the darkness that enveloped the halls. It wasn’t a presence from the forest that was calling you this time. It was something deeper, something buried in the very foundations of the structure. The echo resounded again, louder, like a faint heartbeat from the bowels of the castle. You didn’t know what it was, but something inside you urged you to follow it.
Without a word, you began to move. Every step you took made the echo intensify, as if it had been waiting for you, calling from the depths. Yuta stayed close, watching cautiously, but he didn’t stop you. He knew something had changed.
You descended the stairs to the lower levels of the castle, where the darkness was almost tangible, denser and more oppressive. The old chandeliers that once illuminated these corridors had long since gone out, leaving only twisted shadows crawling on the walls. Each step you took made the echo louder, as if you were getting closer to the source of a mystery that had remained sealed since you died.
“This isn’t a good idea,” Yuta muttered, his voice tense. “Whatever is down here… it should remain asleep.”
But the hunger inside you clouded your judgment. Every sound, every creak of the stones, made the desire to know more grow. Finally, you reached a door, massive and wooden, cracked and covered in cobwebs, sealed with heavy iron chains. An ancient symbol was carved into the surface, one you vaguely recognized from the old texts you had read in life.
“This place…” your voice was a whisper, and your fingers brushed over the symbol. “I knew it, once. This is the heart of the castle.”
“You knew it and forgot for a reason,” Yuta warned, though he made no move to stop you.
With titanic effort, you pushed the door, the chains groaning before giving way with a screech that echoed down the hallway. The echo was now deafening, as if the entire castle was preparing for the awakening of something that had been asleep for too long. On the other side of the door, a chilling cold hit you, as though the air itself was alive with ancient, dark magic.
The room you entered was small, barely a hidden chamber, but at its center was a stone pedestal, covered in dust and mold. On top, an object glowed faintly under the moonlight streaming through a crack in the ceiling. A reliquary, ancient and powerful, emanated an energy that made you stop in your tracks.
“This isn’t meant for us,” Yuta whispered, but curiosity overwhelmed you.
You approached slowly, feeling the relic’s energy vibrate in your veins, an ancient magic that drew you like a moth to a flame. You knew, deep down, that this artifact held answers, perhaps even the key to freeing yourself from the curse. But you also knew that all power came at a price.
When your fingers brushed the cold surface of the reliquary, a wave of images flooded your mind. Fragments of the past: the day of your death, the castle under siege, Yuta falling beside you, and then something else… something you didn’t remember. A broken promise, an ancient betrayal sealed in blood.
You released the reliquary abruptly, your hands trembling. The echo in the chamber suddenly ceased, and silence returned, as oppressive as before. Yuta floated beside you, his gaze fixed on you, though he said nothing.
“We’re not here by accident,” you finally said, your voice breaking with the revelation. “This castle… this curse. All of this is the consequence of something we did. Something I forgot.”
The weight of your words lingered in the air, sinking into the cold stone like a confession long overdue. Yuta’s eyes darkened, his ethereal form shifting slightly, as if the memories you had stirred were attempting to resurface from the depths of his own forgotten past.
“What do you mean?” His voice was barely a whisper, as though speaking louder would disturb something fragile, something better left untouched.
You struggled to find the answer, but the relic’s energy still thrummed in your veins, making your head spin. The images had been disjointed, flashes of a life before, but the betrayal, that feeling of shattered trust, stood out as vividly as your hunger. You couldn’t shake the weight of it, pressing down on you like the chains that had once sealed the door.
“Before we died,” you murmured, running a hand through your hair, “there was something—an oath. Something binding us here, to this place. And we broke it.”
Yuta’s brow furrowed, his spectral form flickering like a flame caught in a draft. “But what could we have done? I don’t remember making any oaths. My last memory is… is…” His voice trailed off, haunted by the same fragmented images that haunted you.
“The siege,” you finished for him, feeling the tension rise like bile in your throat. “We fought. We died. But there’s more. The castle—it wasn’t just our home. It was something else. A vault, maybe, or a prison.” Your voice trembled as you spoke, and with each word, the memories seemed to edge closer, clawing their way out of the abyss.
Yuta drifted closer, his gaze penetrating yours with a strange intensity. “What did we do? What were we guarding?”
Your heart pounded as you looked back at the reliquary, glowing faintly on the pedestal. It was as if the answers were right there, hovering just out of reach, but every time you grasped at them, they slipped away like smoke between your fingers. You shook your head, frustrated by the gnawing hunger, both for blood and for the truth.
“I don’t know. But it’s tied to this place. And to us.”
Before you could say anything else, a low, guttural sound broke through the silence—a groan from deep within the castle walls, as though the very structure was awakening with you. The floor beneath your feet trembled, the vibrations rippling through the stones like a pulse.
Yuta tensed, his form flickering as he glanced around. “We need to leave. Now.”
But you stood frozen in place, the weight of the past pressing down on you. Whatever you had unleashed, it was too late to stop it now. The chains on the door, the ancient symbol, the reliquary—they had all been part of a seal, keeping something buried, forgotten. And now, you had broken it.
The sound grew louder, a deep rumbling from below, as though the castle’s foundations were shifting. Dust and debris began to fall from the ceiling, and the crack letting in moonlight widened, spilling cold beams onto the stone floor.
“No,” you whispered, shaking your head. “I can’t leave. This is where it all started. If I don’t find out what we did… I’ll never be free of this curse.”
Yuta’s eyes flared with frustration, but he didn’t argue. He knew better than anyone the depth of your determination, the way the hunger twisted your sense of reason. Still, he couldn’t help but plead with you one last time. “This isn’t just about the past anymore. Whatever’s down here… it’s waking up.”
“I know,” you said, and even as you spoke, the ground beneath you buckled slightly, the tremors growing stronger. “But I need to know.”
With a deep breath, you stepped forward again, closer to the reliquary. The energy around it pulsed, vibrating through your bones, and for a moment, you hesitated, unsure if you could handle whatever truth it held. But then, with a steady hand, you reached for it once more.
The moment your fingers brushed the cold surface, a searing pain shot through your body. Your vision blurred, and the images returned—clearer this time, sharper. You saw yourself, standing in this very room centuries ago, Yuta at your side, both of you alive, your hearts still beating. The castle was under siege, flames licking at the walls outside, and you were surrounded by shadows—figures cloaked in darkness, faces hidden.
A deal had been struck. A promise made.
You saw yourself kneel before the reliquary, speaking words you didn’t recognize but somehow knew had sealed your fate. Yuta had been there, silent, watching, and though you couldn’t hear his voice, you felt the weight of his disapproval. He had warned you, even then.
And then—betrayal. The shadows turned on you, the promise broken. Blood spilled on the stone floor, your own blood, mixed with Yuta’s. The curse had been born in that moment, binding your souls to the castle for eternity.
The vision shattered, and you staggered back, gasping for breath. Your heart raced, and your head throbbed with the weight of the revelation. The tremors in the castle had stopped, but the air around you was thick with magic, dark and ancient.
Yuta hovered beside you, his face pale, his form more solid than before, as if the truth had given him strength. “What did you see?”
You looked up at him, eyes wide with the weight of the knowledge you now carried. “We made a deal. We were supposed to protect something… but we failed. And now… now it’s coming for us.”
The silence that followed was deafening, more oppressive than ever before.
© 2024 shortskirtheart. All work belongs to @shortskirtheart. Do NOT repost, modify, translate or plagiarize in any way on ANY platforms.
Aight last addition: Choso and Yuta are the outliers because these weird mfs will just ask you to do it❓❓like middle of street, full stop with mad people around tugging on your hand like “Baby spit in my mouth right quick.” then lowkey have the gall to get upset because they just expected you to go “yeah ok🤷🏾♀️” instead of looking at them like a coke fiend😭
Nanami would frankly never pull this shit, that man would rather die than be spat on in Satoru Gojo’s public. Now privately…👀different story.
Hating Gojo Satoru makes him 10x more obnoxious because you could spit on him and he’d not only catch it in his mouth, but swallow it too.
THINKING ABOUT THESE INTERACTIONS BETWEEN INUMAKI AND YUUTA
you see how yuuta is so scaredy and nervous with the first years and then he gets scared bc of inumaki raising his hand at him in the first image (spoiler inc/jjk vol 0)
BUT THEN AFTER WINNING THE FIGHT WITH THE CURSE GETOU SENT
and yuuta realises what inumaki meant with “shake” AND THEY HIGH FIVED
ALL INUMAKI WANTED AT THE BEGINNING WAS TO HIGH FIVE YUUTA TO MAKE HIM FEEL LESS NERVOUS 🥺🥺
but yuuta left him hanging lmfaooo big babies <33
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.
I just want to love and be loved by jjk men IS MY WISH THAT IMPOSSIBLE. 😢
- the one and NOT only : chososgorl
Hi Aiko! Do you ever have movie nights with your jujutsu high friends?
Aiko? Oh, is it because of Aiko-ka? XD I don't mind the nickname, but-
𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.
Yeah, hehe. Anyway, Junpei and I do have movie nights, especially with the film appreciation club Yuuji-sensei established.
𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕐𝕦𝕦𝕛𝕚 𝕕𝕚𝕕. 𝕀𝕥'𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙; 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕕.
Drawings from earlier this month
practicing drawing with pen
Yuta sketch (from may) that kiiiinda sucks just a teensy bit
dangnabbit not the shadow..😞
this is so good I recommend to all JJK fans and Yuta girlies
Heir
Yuta x reader
Manga Spoilers/Description: Hundreds maybe thousands of people witnessed Gojo's death live. Now its up to the rest of the sorcerer to finish the job but before Yuta could step up he was stopped. Before he could go in battle he had one thing to do and that was to leave a potential offspring for the future generation. Meaning he has to impregnate someone and that someone was you.
˚₊‧꒰𓆩 ♱ 𓆪꒱ ‧₊˚ : Virgin, breeding kink, pain, a bit of blood and a sprinkle of sadness
Everything happened so fast, it was something nobody expected. The room fell silent as hundreds of viewers witnessed Gojo Satoru fall to the ground. His body split in half and his eyes remained opened. You covered your mouth trying to withhold a gasp. If he was dead than what are you guys supposed to do now?
Before anyone could say anything Kashimo ran out as if he was going to miss his opportunity. Hakari following right behind him with a smug look. You avert your gaze to the group who didn’t try stopping them. They looked lost, like all hope was gone in the world. Nobody wanted to look at each other for the answer they didn’t want to hear. That’s when Yuta stood up and grabbed his sword.
His heavy foot steps echoing in the silent, cold room. You wernt surprised seeing him jump into action. He was the strongest sorcerer now. Before making his way fully out, he was stopped by Utahime who blocked his way. Opening his arms wide to block him from passing her.
"We need something from you before you go into the battle field." She said putting her hand on his shoulder. She didn’t say anything else leaving him standing there. Walking into the center of the room she looked around the room. Everyone was still silent, awaiting for a command.
"As you’ve witnessed like on live tv … Gojo Satoru has been…" she took a long pause before continuing "defeated. It is now our turn to finish what he couldn’t, but before that. Yuta Okkotsu you are now the strongest sorcerer in line. With that we can’t let you go until you have a heir."
Everyone turned there attention to Yuta who looked as shocked as everyone else.
"If we all don’t make it today then the world will be overrun by cursed spirits. We need to leave people behind but also someone strong that will lead the rest in the future."
All the females in the room started to look at each other. Obviously they were going to pair him up with one of them and they weren’t sure who. Maki didn’t look concerned though, mostly likely because she knew nobody would force her to do a thing.
"We need all female non sorcerers to step into the middle."
You peeked around the crowed of people to see who would step up. It wasn’t surprising to see non sorcers with them. You were the assistant of Utahime who helped with the school curriculum. A few seconds passed and nobody stepped towards so you began walking. Unsurprisingly you were the only one standing there. Everyone else must of been killed off.
You look at Yuta who’s face began turning a flush red. You couldn’t help but look away in embarrassment too.
With that Utahime grabbed your hand and lead you to the special grade sorcerer. "We don’t have time to map out ovulation days and other things that need to be done. This is all a game of chance if you impregnate her. We need this done before you go out and you y/n will be kept here heavily guarded. We can’t afford to looses the child of the current strongest sorcerer." She said
"But why a non sorcerer? Wouldn’t it be better if you pick someone from a big family so if at least they don’t gain his ability they will gain the mothers." You ask truly confused on the requirements.
Utahime made the both of you follow her to the back towards a room. Obviously you didn’t expect to see a bed room since this was a hidden underground base.
"If he were to procreate with another family then his technique genes would be battling with the mothers to be the one the child obtains. Obviously with no competition it gives his genes a better chance." She said turning around to look at both of you.
Yuta gave a slight shy nod and you just looked at them blankly. You couldn’t believe this was happening. Not that you hated it but this wasn’t exactly how you dreamed of your crush hooking up with you.
"I trust you Yuta to do the right thing and not lie about ejaculating in her." She looked at Yuta with a firm gaze. He nods once again and opened the door In front of him letting you go in first. Stepping inside you could see it was a security camera room. This one being smaller than the one outside. This one seemed to only have cameras for inside the building.
The only thing in here other than that was a broken rolling chair and a poorly lit lightbulb. Looking back at Yuta he seemed nervous. That making two of you. It was your first time and you still had yet to confess your feelings to him. Now you were going to be carrying his child before confessing too. Maybe you should just tell him. It would probably make things feel better and even if he didn’t share the same feelings he could just lie to get this over with faster.
Before you had the courage to open your mouth you watched as he began stripping. Staring by taking his white shirt off revealing a nice six pack under. His pale skin reflecting with the little light you had.
"Y/n come here, you can’t be getting all shy on me now. If you hate it that much just close your eyes and imagine someone else." He said as he rubbed the back of his head.
He had it all wrong that was absolutely the opposite of what you wanted to do. Approaching his you hook your arms over his neck and lean in to his ear. It’s all or nothing, you might never see him after this.
"I want to see you, I could never close my eyes knowing you are the one with me right now. I-I’ve always had a crush on you Okkotsu, so I’m glad I was chosen to be the one." You say leaning back to look at his face.
His face was once again pink. Scanning your face to make sure you were telling the truth. "This wasn’t the way I imagined confessing to you y/n but I also am happy that you are my partner tonight. I hope that maybe after all of this we could be something more." He said looking away, playing with his fingers before leaning in for a kiss. It was a long and sweet kiss that you wished would not end.
Tears weld up in your eyes out of happiness. You were so happy that Yuta felt the same way towards you.
Unbuttoning your shirt you unclip your bra making your breast bounce as gravity pulled them down. He looked at them for a good second before no longer wasting more time. He grabbed your chin as he slipped his tongue in your mouth. Exploring everything he could before leaving. He grabbed a hand full of your breast and fondled them. Pinching his fingers on your nub causing you to moan in his mouth. Your tongue danced with his as he deepened the kiss. As an inexperienced person you didn’t know much about this.
You’ve had a peck here and there growing up but now you were getting full on intimate. Though somehow you could tell Yuta has had his hand full of girls. The way he grabbed you, touched, and played with you was sensational. He knew exactly how much to pinch your now sore nipples. He knew how to kiss you right and the way he looked at you. His dark eyes scanned your face every-time he tried something new to check if you were okay.
Running your hands through the back of his head you feel his silky hair. He hummed into the kiss before taking a step back. Unbuckling his belt with one hand he turned you around with the other. His rough callus hands running up your legs until they reached your behind. With a quick motion he lifted your skirt making a small breeze hit you. The cold air causing you to get goosebumps.
He stepped forward pressing against you with his hard member. He leaned over your shoulder as he returned his hands onto your breast.
"Have you done this before?" He asks as he began fondling your chest. You lean into to him a bit relaxing yourself. Biting your bottom lip as you gave him a quick and embarrassed nod. Maybe he like experienced girls. Maybe you weren’t really his type.
"Okay we’ll I advice you to not turn around. I don’t wanna scare you." He said before leaning down to take off your panties.
Scared? What could possibly scare you other that the world possibly coming to an end? Maybe he had a secret nasty scar that he’s been hiding. Though there would be no reason to be scared of him, he’s Yuta after all.
Turning your attention to a black screen in front of you, you could see the reflection. He stood behind you opening what seemed like a bottle. You didn’t bother asking what it was he was doing in case you didn’t want to know. Though you quickly learned what it was. He bent you over more by putting his heavy arm down on your back making you arch. Standing like that he poured a thick cold solution onto your sex. You quiver at the sudden feeling and buckled your hips. In the reflection you could see him tug his pants down a bit and revealed his member. It wasn’t thick but it sure was long. You soon felt a lump in your throat.
Could that possibly fit in you? Was he going to put it all in. You could see him running his hand up and down his member as he looked at you through the reflection.
"I thought I said no peaking y/n, where you that curious?" He says spreading your legs open. You felt as he put his tip on your entrance.
"I just thought I should know what’s coming." You say.
Once again he wrapped his arms around you and leaned against your ear.
"Okay Im not quite sure how to say this but let’s just say your not going to enjoy this, it’s going to hurt, bad. We really don’t have time to prep you so just hang on okay? I’ll try hard to get it over with so you won’t suffer much. I’ll tell Utahime to talk to you after about possible blood."
You turn around quickly to look at him, "blood?" You knew this was going to hurt but nobody said anything about blood.
"You’ll be fine it’s just normal, it’s just a sign that I broke your hymen. Though you could of already possibly of done it." He said kissing your forehead. His right hand ran up to your throat and his left one to your hip. He basically had you trapped in a corner if you tired to run away or escape from the pain. His fingers rubbed your hip as a sign to tell you to relax. Though it was hard when you heart beat was going crazy.
He heard him stumble as sorry before pushing himself inside of you. The pain hit you like a truck, it was the most painful thing you’ve ever experienced. You let out a gasp and a cry. Your arms that supported you on the desk began to shake. The hand that once held your throat now covered your mouth.
You trying to say his name but it came out as a odd noise.
"I know I know, you have me 1/3 of the way in. Just stay with me a little bit more. Your doing such a good job." He said pushing himself in more.
You jerk at the sudden pain once again. It felt like your insides where being ripped apart. There was a hot, and burning sensation going on down there that you couldn’t bare. You tried pushing his hand away from your mouth but he held a tight grip. Before you could do anything else you felt his grip on your hip stiffen. Before you could process anything else’s he slammed the rest of yourself into you.
You let out a cry that the people outside could of possibly heard. Tears ran down your face onto him hand. You hear his coo sweet little things in your ear and praising you for doing such a good job. All you could do is nod and let the tears fall. You didn’t want to cry but the tears just kept coming.
Yuta hugged you and told you how sorry he was for hurting you. That he’ll try to make you feel better now. His hand snaked down to your clit and began rubbing it. You inhaled sharply at the unfamiliar feeling. It felt good this time though but you felt the same heat as before begin to rise up. You let out small panting and jitters come out. Your hips moving on there own to get more of this new feeling. You could hear Yuta groan as you moved. You were beginning to enjoy the feeling of being filled with his member. He slowly began sliding in and out of you as he rubbed your bean.
"Your going to be such a good mama, your going to look so fucking gorgeous carrying around my baby." He mumbled as he kept going. His pace began going fast and faster making you loose your mind. At some point you randomly started moaning his name out of pleasure. You knees began to buckle and your legs shook. The once good pleasure began to feel over whelming.
The way he slammed deep into you made you feel out of it. You shook your head trying to keep going strong but you couldn’t anymore.
"Yuta, no more, It’s too much."
"Your reaching the best part baby, I can feel how tight you are wrapped around my cock. It’s the best feeling I’ve had so far. I can’t wait to pump my seed into you. Fuck, I won’t have to worry about anyone snatching you away from me now. Your mine and I’m going impregnate you to show people your mine. Your going to be such a good mommy. Your going to make daddy proud arnt ya?"he said as his thrusting became sloppy.
You were gripping onto the table moaning loudly as a haze came over you. You came over his member coating it in your white créame. As Yuta went in and out of you your cum leaked out of you.
With a few more thrust he also came soon after. You felt how his hot seed coated your walls. He stayed inside of you for a bit before grabbing his phone and making a call. He cleared his throat a bit before speaking.
"Yea we’re done over here. I’m still in her but I’m not quite sure if you have something to keep it all in or I should just stay here." He says as he plays with your hair.
You didn’t have energy to even lift up a finger. You just laid on the table resting.
He finished his phone call and lifted you up to stand up. "I have to go and finish the fight outside. Many of the other sorcerers are already out there." He said sliding out of you. You turn around to lean onto him not thinking you could support yourself.
"Your coming back right?" You say looking at him with your doe eyes.
He hugs you and brushes the back of your skirt down .
"I have a really good reason to come back so I will try my hardest. If I don’t come back then please take care of our kid and raise him up to be kind but tough." He said while rubbing your head. With one last long kiss he parted away. Looking at you sadly as he walked out the door.
Soon Shoko and Utahime stood at the door. You look down at yourself and realize a dry streak of blood down on your leg.
Hopefully you were the only one bleeding today.
I loved them together!
yuuta and his age appropriate fiancé