#yuta x male!reader

[niki-phoria]

떠오른 달 그 위로 / 이 밤을 날아 crazy over you

megumi, yuuji, yuuta, and toge boyfriend headcannons!

notes: gn!reader (no pronouns specified), 400ish words each, part two of my ramblings with @ffinnamon, this is not proofread please forgive any mistakes lmao, 圣诞快乐！happy holidays everyone :)), title from enhypen - moonstruck

━━ boyfriend!megumi who doesn’t confess to you - gojo does. it only takes one offhand comment from your teacher as he scrolls through his phone, snickering to himself when you begin sprinting towards the dorms

━━ boyfriend!megumi who smiles softly when you confess. your words jumble together as you rush to tell him that you like him too. you only stop when he softly chuckles, quietly reminding you to calm down and take a breath. he hopes that his flushed cheeks don’t look as red as they feel as he clings to the remains of his nonchalant reputation

━━ boyfriend!megumi who always carries a digital camera in his pocket. you rarely notice, but he pulls it out at random, taking a few moments to snap candid photos of his favourite moments: when you kneel down to pet a stray cat wandering through the streets of kyoto; how bright your smile is when you beat yuuji in a sparring match; snowflakes decorate your hair on winter days when you drag him outside for a walk despite the cold

━━ boyfriend!megumi who kisses you first. it’s another moment where your beauty shines through despite the world around you. he’s always worried - always on alert for another curse or waiting for a sign of danger. but your touch sends shivers racing down his spine. your smile is outshines the sun. and when your lips meet his own, the weight of the world doesn’t feel so heavy anymore

━━ boyfriend!megumi whose friends are constantly teasing him. yuuji has enough grace to bite his tongue when he realizes the implication of his words, but nobara kicks him beneath the table when he rolls his eyes, swearing, “we’re just trying to help!”

━━ boyfriend!megumi who lets you take care of him. he sighs as you tuck the blankets snugly around his body, forcing him to lay down and stay in his dorm. he swears your fussing is annoying, but you meet no resistance when you force him to lay down, complete with a new box of tissues and a full water bottle by his side. “get some rest, megumi,” you say as you tug his curtains closed. “you can’t exercise any curses unless you’re feeling healthy”

━━ boyfriend!megumi who opens up to you. his shoulder just barely brushes against yours as he moves to sit beside you. he doesn’t move away when you reach over, gingerly taking his hand into your own. your fingertips stroke against the bruises decorating his knuckles when he quietly speaks. “i had a sister,” he begins. “her name was tsumiki”

━━ boyfriend!yuuji who doesn’t have any experience with dating and never wanted to. he had never paid attention to gossip from his peers. he lives life in the moment, too caught up with the experiences of right now to worry about labels

━━ boyfriend!yuuji who sheepishly smiles when you ask him what your relationship status is. he casually shrugs as he turns to face you, washing your worries away easily. “honestly i’m not sure.” he shoves his hands into his pockets. “but i like you. a lot”

━━ boyfriend!yuuji who loves to watch movies with you. he curls up against your side, his arm thrown lazily around your waist and his legs half entangled with yours. he smiles brightly when he leans upwards just enough to press a chaste kiss against the skin of your cheek. “i bet you’ll love this one,” he says

━━ boyfriend!yuuji whose dates are almost always impulsive. he’s never been good at planning. outings consist of him excitedly tugging on your wrist as he leads you in the direction of a new sushi restaurant he hadn’t noticed before or closing his eyes and pointing to a poster to pick which movie you’ll watch

━━ boyfriend!yuuji who kisses you first. his hands clumsily rest on your shoulders, awkwardly holding you close. his lips feel chapped against your own. the kiss itself is short and a little messy. admittedly, he’s never done this before. but he makes up for it when he leans in again, this time slower, and all but melts into the comforting feeling of your touch

━━ boyfriend!yuuji who acts impulsively. he charges headfirst into danger with no regard for personal safety, focused only on saving everyone around him. his hands are littered in bruises and his uniform is soaked in blood, but none of that matters when he’s standing in front of you, still breathing. “i’m sorry,” he whispers. “i’ll be more careful. i promise”

━━ boyfriend!yuuji who brings you to his grandfather’s grave. the soles of your shoes sink into the muddy earth. you silently watch as he carefully places a small bouquet of flowers beside the headstone, whispering a few words beneath his breath

━━ boyfriend!yuuji who snores. loudly. it’s almost impossible to sleep beside him because he’s so loud. his body sprawls across the provided twin sized mattress like a starfish; his legs threaten to fall off of the bed. you chuckle softly at the sight as you lean down. he doesn’t even stir when you brush a few stray strands of hair away from his face. “good night, yuuji”

━━ boyfriend!yuuta who is oblivious to his feelings at first. he annoys all his friends with his rambling about you and your small habits. toge sighs when he derails the walk home to buy a keychain for a movie you like or to buy you a snack from a nearby vending machine. despite everything, he doesn’t realize how deep his feelings really are until maki swats at his shoulder, huffing as she rolls her eyes. “you have a crush, dumbass”

━━ boyfriend!yuuta who confesses with a bouquet of flowers and a sweet love letter. he anxiously fidgets with his hands as you accept the gift, waiting with his heart in his throat and butterflies in his stomach as he waits for your reaction. life seems to pause until you pull him into a tight hug, whispering a soft, “i’d love to go on a date with you”

━━ boyfriend!yuuta who refuses to let you walk home alone. he intertwines his fingers with your own as you move side-by-side down the small sidewalk. your quiet reassurances that he doesn’t have to join you all the way home are silenced when he gives your hand a gentle, reassuring squeeze. “but i want to,” he smiles

━━ boyfriend!yuuta who calls you everyday when he’s away. even if he has to wake up in the middle of the night, he makes sure you both talk at least once a day. your conversations can last for hours as you talk about anything that comes to mind

━━ boyfriend!yuuta who is constantly worried about your well-being. he constantly fusses over you: he all but forces a pair of thick wool gloves over your hands in the winter; he insists you visit shoko after every mission; at even the smallest signs you’re catching a cold he begs gojo to cancel your missions and makes you soup

━━ boyfriend!yuuta who wants to kiss you so badly but always chickens out at the last second. it’s embarrassing, really, how he gets so nervous around you. his face flushes a deep shade of red and his hands shake at his sides as he curls his fingers into fists in the hopes that you won’t notice his nerves

━━ boyfriend!yuuta who clings to you every time you kiss him. his hands rest gingerly against your cheeks or fist tightly into the fabric of your sweater - anything to keep you close to him. his eyes flutter shut as he melts into you; he’s never the first to pull away

━━ boyfriend!toge who confesses with a handwritten note and a bag of your favourite snacks. he awkwardly stares at the dirt covering his shoes as you read it. his handwriting is a little messy and the ink is smudged in a few places, but you accept it with a bright smile nonetheless

━━ boyfriend!toge who laughs loudly when you kiss him for the first time. his face brightens in an undeniable blush as he pulls you into a tight hug. he presses another kiss against your cheek and hides his face in the crook of your neck. he never mentions it, but there’s a big smile on his face for the rest of the day

━━ boyfriend!toge who is a little insecure about his speech. it’s not easy just being able to communicate in origini ingredients. but you always notice when he falls more silent than usual and make sure to ease his worries as much as you can

━━ boyfriend!toge who shows his affection through quality time. during your lunch breaks or down time he’ll occasionally move to sit beside you. his shoulder just barely brushes against your own as he silently watches you gossip with maki or yell out words of encouragement that make megumi scoff

━━ boyfriend!toge who smiles the brightest you have ever seen when you hesitantly show him the first sentences you had learned in sign language. his face flushes almost immediately; blood spreads across his cheeks and ears, painting his features a soft shade of pink

━━ boyfriend!toge who only exposes his face around you. your fingertips gently trace against the deep indents on his skin. his eyes flutter shut and a soft sigh escapes him as he leans further into your touch

━━ boyfriend!toge who hates when you go on missions. his hands gently grip onto your wrist as he pulls you into a tight hug. he leans his head into the crook of your neck, peppering faint kisses against any skin he can reach. he stares into your eyes when he finally pulls away, doing his best as he silently reminds you to be safe

━━ boyfriend!toge who teaches you how to play his favourite video games. he sits behind you with his arms wrapped gingerly around your waist, guiding your hands on the controller or showing you which route to take. sometimes yuuta or yuuji will join and the night will end with all of you asleep in a pile on the couch

━━ boyfriend!toge who hates waking up in the morning. his arms snake around your waist, pulling you back towards your bed as he curls his body against you. he blinks up at you with tired eyes, whispering a quiet “fish flakes”

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[unorthodoxfaithxx]

Yandere JJK - Yuta Okkotsu

When you leave for a month long mission without telling your close friend and maybe crush, Yuuta. You come back and he’s cracked. 

It’d been two months since you left on a mission, only now being able to return back to Japan. When you arrived home to your shared apartment, you had expected a warm welcome from your kind and courteous friend, Yuuta. You imagined he’d tell you, “Welcome home,” ask how your trip was, and offer to make dinner like he usually did on days he felt adventurous enough to cook. The two of you lived pretty harmoniously together, both being capable sorcerers with similar demeanors and all.

What you didn’t expect was to be shoved against the wall of the flat’s narrow hallway kabedon style, body pressed flush against your roommate’s, who had a look on his face like he hadn’t been sleeping for weeks and just found out the cure to his insomnia was something ridiculously simple, bordering on relief and hysteria. 

“Where. Have you been.” He practically growled, your heart beating at an odd pace since he was barely an inch away from your face.

“Uhnn, on a mission. But great news-I’m back home and won’t be working for a bit, aha?” You broke eye contact, unable to withstand the cold intensity of his dark eyes. 

“And you left without telling me? Without telling anyone?” 

“Well, to be fair it was a secret mission! It wasn’t to be disclosed and even then I knew it’d only make you worry and you’d probably end up trying to tag along somehow. I didn’t want to distract you from your work, Yu.”

Your explanation didn’t do much to help calm his nerves. You could tell he was obviously worked up, he was breathing hard, his arms were shaking, and his newfound grip on your shoulders was soul crushing. You knew your friend was strong, but the fact that you couldn’t move at all from your position was impressive. 

“So you just up and left? That’s not fair,” His languid voice spoke with quiet rage. He was never one to raise his voice, not even now. “You don’t get to decide that. What if you had died? What if something happened and nobody from home knew anything about it? Would you be okay with leaving everyone behind? Leaving me?” 

“No…I mean…I wouldn’t want that. I mean hey, I’m here! We’re good now, right? I’m fine! We’re fine.” You said this last part with no confidence, “…Are we?”

Yuuta took a step back, staring at the wall next to you because he couldn’t stand to look at you. “No. We’re not.” 

He let you go, moving to turn back to his room. You grabbed his shoulder. “Hey-wait! I know you’re upset. I would be too. But please, don’t ignore me. I was so lonely on my own, now that I’m back I…well, is it too selfish to say I want you by my side? I missed you a lot.” Your abandonment issues were about to be the death of you.

“You trampled on my feelings, completely disregarding how I’d feel, and now you want pity?”

You deflated. “No. Just. I just want you. I’m sorry for hurting you, Yuta. I didn’t mean it, really.”

A minute of silence passed you both. You felt like you were about to cry. You sniffled. “I really am sorry.” 

He stared at the ground, muttering a soft curse before looking back at you, slowly opening his arms. He sighed. “I can never stay mad at you. I missed you too. C’mere.” 

And you nearly leapt into his arms, hugging him tightly. His scowl broke, turning into an ever so slight smile. 

Coming home wasn’t such a bad idea after all. 

You thought the two of you were cool and were about to offer to order take-out when he threw you over his shoulder, went to his room, and threw you on the bed, locking the door promptly behind him. 

“Uhhhh, Yuuta?” You asked. “Watcha doing?”

He chuckled darkly. “You confessed to me before your mission, right? And then you bolted before I could even respond. Well, I’ve had a lot of time to think about how I should reply in the past months you were gone. And this is my response.”

Your face grew red. How could you have forgotten about that? 

He crawled on the bed after you, leering over you like a tiger would its prey. 

“I love you. More than anything in the world. And when I noticed you left and had no idea when you’d be back, or if you’d come back at all? I thought I’d go crazy. It took everything in me to not kill the elites that ordered you on the mission and drag you back home myself.” He had you caged between his arms again, voice dropping to something thick and heavy at his next words, “I decided that when you came back, if you ever came back, I wouldn’t let you go anymore. I want you by my side forever. And even then forever’s no where near enough.”

“Quite the romantic, are you big guy?”

He smirked at that. “I’ve had enough time to study up on the type of guys you like.” You shivered when you felt his lips glide across your neck, a rough hand slowly sneaking up your stomach, beneath your clothes. 

“You’re mine tonight. And forever.”

Tonight was going to be a loooooooong night. 

[peaches-and-creamm]

YOUR FAVORITE PART?

ft. Megumi, Yuta, Choso, Toji, Toge, Suguru, Satoru and Yuji!

warnings(?): kinda suggestive all 'round, mention of being insecure in satoru's and u just leaving toge on seen LMAOO + not proofread or anythn as per usual

m.list♥

[star-suh]

5-way ticket

Johnny Suh, Lee Taeyong, Mark Lee & Nakamoto Yuta x Male Reader

cw: idol au; tops johnny, taeyong, mark and yuta; unprotected sex, breeding, facial, dumbification, musk kink, degradation, praising, feminization.

an: lowkey think this is a mess, writing 3+ -somes is so hard so ntm. also this is the only fivesome you would see in this account.

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today it's the day where yn finally would see his favorite group, nct 127, at concert. he also won a vip ticket so he can go and meet them backstage.

yn went greeting each member and talking to them one by one but he felt something different when he talked to johnny, yuta, taeyong and mark… their stares were like those of a hunter looking for a prey…

it was time to say goodbye when mark suddenly whispered in a sexy low voice “see you here after the concert” his breath tickling yn's neck.

“fuckk!! i knew he was good for this” moaned johnny impaling his huge dick inside yn's hole.

“damn he really is” mark said while mouthfucking the fanboy.

yn felt like he was in paradise, having 4 cocks just for him; one in his mouth, other in his ass and the other two on each hand. their musk was like a drug for yn, it made him more eager to just be used by the four all the time they want.

they idols decide to rotate every once in a while, johnny would now put his cock in yn's right hand while yuta would now fuck his mouth, mark moves to the left hand and taeyong rims his ass to fuck him minutes later.

they rotate again, mark didn't waste time and put all his dick in at once “how are you still so tight after taking two dicks already” he started to jerk off yn while thrusting harshly.

“open up for me whore” yuta taps yn's thighs and the fanboy obeys, he clenches his hole into nothing as if it's asking impatiently for yuta's cock. he rubs the tip against the abused hole, yn whimpered impatiently with taeyong's dick stuffing his mouth.

minutes passed and the idols still were at it, yn was regretting it now they had a lot of stamina. being double penetrated back to back by every member has left his hole gaping and dripping a mix of fluids. every cock managed to brush his prostate making him seeing stars for how good he was being fucked. “i'm about to cum” yuta said introducing his cock quickly inside yn's ass and came inside he kept thrusting to ride his high. “move let me churn it and add some more” mark winked at yuta and fucked yn until he came inside. next it's the turn for taeyong and johnny while taeyong fucked the ass, johnny fucked the mouth. “you did so well prince” johnny praised while slapping his cheek lightly, “yeah… thank you for letting us use your boy-pussy” taeyong added emptying his balls inside, every throb of his cock making yn squirm in pleasure. “shit” johnny pulled his cock out quickly, leaving it resting on yn's face spurting ropes of thick cum on his face.

the other day yn woke up in a hotel room, the pain on his lower back killing him but it was worth it, not all days you get to be fucked by a member of your favorite group “hell, i was lucky i got four of them inside me”, he stood up from the bed ready to go to the shower when he found a little card with a number on the nightstand next to him “call us whenever you want to have a really fun time”.

[duachai]

THE KONBINI - YUTA | NCT 127

You get on my damn nerves, bitch you make me anxious

♱ PAIRING : YUTA X MALE READER

♱ SYNOPSIS : Working a shift with Yuta and it gets a little... hot

♱ CONTENT WARNING : This writing contains explicit sexual content and mature themes.

♱ AUTHOR'S NOTE : Double upload wooooo

LINKS : Wattpad

The fluorescent lights flickered overhead as M/n stepped into the near-empty convenience store, the bell above the door chiming weakly. He checked the clock on the wall. 10:05 p.m. The shift hadn’t even started, and he already felt the familiar weight of the long night ahead pressing down on him. 

As usual, his coworker, Yuta, wasn’t here. 

It shouldn’t bother him so much. The boy was never on time, and yet, every night, M/n couldn’t help but hope today would be different. He sighed, stepping behind the counter and slipping on the green employee apron. He had work to do, whether or not Yuta ever showed up. 

The familiar hum of the refrigerators at the back filled the silence as M/n began his usual tasks; restocking shelves, organizing the counter, making sure everything was in its place. He didn’t enjoy the job, but at least it gave him something to do. Something to control. 

His fingers brushed over the register buttons as his mind wandered to Yuta again. Why did he always get stuck working with him? Why did it have to be the guy who seemed to care about nothing? No matter how much M/n told himself it didn’t matter, the feeling of being ignored, of having to pick up the slack, gnawed at him every shift. 

The front door jingled again, and this time, M/n didn’t need to look up to know who it was. 

“You’re late,” M/n muttered under his breath, eyes fixed on the stock list in front of him. Yuta strolled in as if the concept of time meant nothing to him, a lazy grin tugging at the corner of his lips as he raised his arms to tie his thick black hair into a ponytail. 

“Am I?” Yuta drawled, tossing his bag onto the counter carelessly. He didn’t even wait for a response before slipping into the back room, emerging a moment later with his apron slung over his shoulder, not even bothering to tie it on properly. 

M/n gritted his teeth, biting back a comment he knew wouldn’t change anything. 

Yuta chewed gum like a cow eating weeds, a cover-up for his vice, his mini fog-machine of a vape, which wasn’t allowed in the store. Their boss had laid into him on his first shift, saying, “If you want to kill your lungs, fine, but if you want to work here, you will look and act like a respectable and responsible high school boy.” 

Boss thought of them as little hosts of the convenience store. He only hired attractive boys and girls to run the storefront. A weird sales tactic, but it worked. Yuta was handsome and charming, but even M/n had a fanbase Instagram account. 

M/n tried to focus on the task at hand, but the sound of Yuta’s footsteps behind him was hard to ignore. He could feel Yuta’s presence like a shadow, always there, always carefree, like nothing in the world could bother him. 

M/n slammed a case of drinks onto the counter harder than he intended. "Do you ever take this job seriously?" The words came out sharper than he meant them to, but he didn’t take them back. Yuta’s casual attitude grated on him in a way he couldn’t quite explain. 

Yuta leaned lazily against the doorway of the stockroom, one eyebrow raised, as if M/n’s outburst was nothing more than background noise. "I’m here, aren’t I?" He gave a careless shrug, blowing a bubble with his gum before popping it loudly. "Besides, who says this job is supposed to be serious?" 

M/n’s jaw tightened. "I don’t know, maybe the fact that we get paid to do it?" 

Yuta smirked and pushed off the doorframe, stepping closer, and for a moment, M/n felt his heart skip, though he refused to admit why. Yuta’s eyes seemed to gleam with a challenge, like he enjoyed getting under M/n’s skin. "Relax, M/n. You act like this place is your whole life." 

M/n’s eyes narrowed. "Maybe because I don’t want to get fired for messing around." 

Yuta stopped in front of the counter, his smirk widening. "I wouldn’t let that happen to you. Boss likes us too much and besides, we’re practically the stars of this place." 

M/n huffed in disbelief. "You think everything’s a joke." 

"You think everything’s a chore," Yuta shot back, leaning closer. The space between them was suddenly smaller, and M/n could feel the warmth radiating from Yuta. 

There was a pause, the hum of the store’s refrigerators suddenly louder in the silence between them. M/n’s breath hitched as Yuta’s gaze lingered on his, something unreadable flickering in those dark eyes before he turned away, breaking the tension with another lazy grin. 

"Lighten up, M/n. Maybe you'll live a little." 

Yuta strolled away as if nothing had happened, leaving M/n standing by the counter, heart pounding, wondering why everything about the guy made him feel so out of control. 

As the night dragged on, M/n tried to focus on his duties, but Yuta’s words replayed in his mind like a broken record. Lighten up. Maybe you’ll live a little. He didn’t want to admit it, but maybe Yuta had a point. Somewhere along the way, the weight of responsibility had taken over, and he wasn’t sure he even remembered how to relax. 

Across the store, Yuta leaned against the slushie machine, idly scrolling through his phone. The flickering light above cast a soft glow over his sharp features, highlighting the mischievous spark in his eyes. Every so often, he’d glance up at M/n, as if waiting for another reaction. 

"Hey," Yuta called out suddenly, breaking the silence. "What do you think happens if you mix all the slushie flavors together?" 

M/n glanced at him, unimpressed. "You get a mess that we have to clean up later." 

Yuta chuckled, unbothered. "You’re no fun, you know that?" Without waiting for permission, he grabbed a cup and started dispensing a little of each flavor, the colors swirling together in a chaotic mix. 

M/n groaned. "Yuta, seriously? You can’t just-" 

"Relax," Yuta interrupted, holding up the cup with a triumphant grin. "It’s art." 

M/n stared at him, torn between exasperation and amusement. "It’s childish." 

"Wanna try?" Yuta held the cup out to him, and M/n hesitated, his lips pressing into a thin line. It was such a small thing, but the playful look in Yuta’s eyes made it feel like a challenge. 

"Fine," M/n muttered, grabbing the cup. He took a cautious sip, the overly sweet concoction hitting his taste buds like a freight train. He grimaced, and Yuta’s laughter filled the store, rich and unapologetic. 

"I knew it’d be terrible," Yuta said, leaning closer to get a better look at M/n’s reaction. "But you tried it. That’s progress." 

M/n rolled his eyes but couldn’t stop the small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "You’re fucking annoying." 

"And you love it," Yuta teased, the words slipping out so casually that it caught M/n off guard. For a moment, neither of them said anything, the air between them thickening again. 

M/n’s eyes darted to the floor, his pulse quickening. "You wish." 

"Maybe I do," Yuta murmured, his voice softer now, almost teasing, but not quite. M/n looked up sharply, but Yuta had already turned away, busily wiping the counter as if nothing had happened. 

The hours dragged on, and the store grew quieter as the occasional customer dwindled to none. M/n was at the counter, absentmindedly restocking gum packets, when Yuta approached him. 

He leaned on the counter, too close as usual, his scent and a mix of cologne as his arms loosely wrap around M/n. "You look cold, let me warm you up," Yuta remarked, his voice low and almost... soft? 

M/n didn’t look up, but also didn’t remove Yuta’s arms. "There’s something wrong with your brain." 

Yuta chuckled, the sound warm and intimate in the stillness of the store. "Come on, you know you like it." 

M/n finally glanced up, only to find Yuta already watching him over his shoulder, his dark eyes filled with something more intense than amusement. It made M/n’s breath hitch. He quickly looked away, his hands fumbling with the gum packets. "You’re t-too close." 

Yuta reached out, his fingers brushing against M/n’s wrist as he gently took the packet from his hands. The unexpected contact sent a jolt up M/n’s arm, and he froze, his eyes snapping to Yuta’s face. 

"Maybe I want to be," Yuta said quietly, his voice losing its usual teasing edge. He set the gum down and leaned in closer on, his weight pressing against M/n’s back fully. "Do you?" 

M/n’s cheeks burned, and he cursed the warmth spreading through him. "Yuta, I swear-" 

But Yuta cut him off, his grin softening into something almost shy, almost tender. "Relax, M/n. I’m not trying to mess with you... at least, not right now." 

The sincerity in Yuta’s voice threw M/n off balance. He didn’t know what to say, so he said nothing, his heart pounding loudly in his chest. Yuta let go of M/n, moving in front of him, closing the space between them again. M/n found himself backed against the shelves, his pulse racing as Yuta stopped just inches away. 

"Why do you always keep me away?" Yuta asked, his gaze searching M/n’s face. "You act like I’m just random, but I see the way you look at me when you think I’m not paying attention." 

M/n opened his mouth to protest, but no words came out. Yuta’s hand came up, hesitating for just a moment before his fingers brushed M/n’s cheek. The touch was light, almost reverent, and it made M/n’s heart stutter. 

"Tell me to stop," Yuta whispered, his voice barely audible over the thrum of M/n’s pulse. "And I will." 

M/n didn’t say anything. He couldn’t. Instead, he leaned into the touch, his eyes fluttering shut for just a moment. When he opened them again, Yuta was watching him with an intensity that stole his breath. 

"Thought so," Yuta murmured, a small smile tugging at his lips before he leaned in, closing the gap between them. 

The kiss was soft at first, testing, as if Yuta was giving M/n every chance to pull away. But when M/n’s hands gripped the front of Yuta’s apron, pulling him closer, the kiss deepened, becoming something warmer, sweeter, more certain.  

  M/n's grip on his apron tightened as the kiss continued, Yuta’s arms wrapping around M/n’s waist to him close. The world outside their little bubble faded away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the feeling of each other. 

Yuta pulled back slightly, breath shallowing as his forehead rests against M/n’s, “You taste like cherries.” His voice carried a hint of wonder, as if the left over slushie was the more fascinating ting in the world.  

Yuta’s hands roamed higher, splaying out against M/n’s lower back possessively. “We should stop, Yuta. Before we get... get caught.”  

“You’re right,” Yuta’s gaze drifted reluctantly away from M/n’s lips, scanning the stillness of the store with trepidation. He loosened his grip slightly. But didn’t pull completely away, “Let’s continue... after shift.” 

M/n’s head snapped up at the sound of the door chime, his eyes widening in surprise and embarrassment as he pushed Yuta aside quickly and straightened himself out. Yuta moved away from the counter, leaving M/n to handle the customer. 

Leaving M/n to wonder about what would’ve happened if they weren’t caught. 

[x-hotoke]

Can you do a yandere Yuta one where he is actually sweet, but slightly cold and possessive?

HEADCANNONS on platonic yandere yuta

Sugar coated words

writer's note: i'll make this a headcannon since i think it fits the request quite well but I'll think about making a oneshot as well! this is a male reader insert btw but you/your pronouns are used.

warnings: yandere themes, possessive themes, stalking, breaking and entering.

You were with Gojo when you first met him, handing back his card. The moment his hand touched yours, he felt a shiver run down his body. After that encounter, he would always hang out with you every single day.

The first time he was introduced to the others, once he stepped foot inside the classroom, you felt the atmosphere changed and everything felt heavy. You shook it off, seeing the rest of them try to attack him.

Whenever he isn't with you, he's probably doing something. At first he doesn't know about his feelings for you but time flies by, he would find himself hanging out with you — ignoring everything.

You labelled his as a sweet, caring friend. He always looks after you even in missions you were tasked with. (He definitely didn't sneak out to join you.)

After a while, you noticed the changes in his behaviour; he was always cold and possessive. He doesn't let anyone near you except Gojo of course but the others will face the consequences even if they were a foot away from you.

His sugar coated words turned cold — he would easily get irritated with you and that's something you didn't like — everything about him turned cold.

You decided that you had enough, talking to him about it. Concerned and off put by how he was acting towards you and the rest.

“You changed, yuta. You're not the same sweet and caring yuta I knew—”

In response to what you said, he got infuriated. He has done everything for you, keeping people who would influence you in a bad way away from you.

You were ungrateful. An ungrateful man. He didn't talk to you for days after that, dodging you every time you would call out to him.

Until one day, he approached you smiling. He bought something for you, your favourite food. He apologized for the way he was acting as you ate the food given to you. Before you can even reply, you felt your eyes drooping — blurry vision. You held onto his shoulder for support as he reassured you that everything would be okay.

Maybe you shouldn't have trusted him in the first place nor even met him. In the past few days he has been avoiding you, he was watching you sleep — stalking you wherever you go. After you wake up from your sleep, everything feels nauseating, the drug in the food you ate was still in effect.

You find yuta, next to the bed you were on with a tray on his hands.

Every time that you refuse to eat, he would forcefully shove the spoon in your mouth with a scowl on his face. He wouldn't do anything besides sit on the edge of the bed, muttering to himself and leaving the room at last; locking it tight.

What about your curse technique? Even if you did manage to get outside, he would hunt you down and if he did; he knew you wouldn't go down without a fight considering you were a first grade.

Despite the huge difference between the two of you, you put up a good fight. You had no chance against him in the first place — with rika of course.

By the time you get to the room he locked you up in; he would throw you inside and isolate you for days as punishment.

Overall; you wouldn't be able to escape him without any help from someone stronger than him and rika combined but the chances are low of you finding someone —maybe Gojo? But you weren't confident he will because days have passed and none of your friends nor teachers has come to save you from yuta's clutches. You are his best friend for as long as both of you live whether you like it or not.

[poweringthroughthis]

fever dream | nakamoto yuta

nsfw, mdni

pair: yuta x male reader

desc: Being an avid NCTzen for a while now, you can't believe the events that transpire once you finally get to attend the NCT concert in your country, and meet your biggest bias.

warnings: dirty talk, oral, anal s*x

It was most definitely a fever dream. Korean fans are truly lucky with how often they get opportunities to see their favorite artists perform live. The rest of us, on the other hand, check whether the name of our country has been included in the artist's list for the latest world tour, while we happily cheer them on from the confines of our homes. But as they say, good things shall come to those who wait. You never thought such a day would actually come but it has, and here you are, standing at the entrance of the stadium that NCT was set to perform at today!

For obvious reasons, your nerves were all over the place. You couldn't get rid of the giddiness no matter how much you tried to normalize the day mentally. In fact, the idea of soothing your nerves was what brought you here, at the venue.....four hours in advance. The entry gates were closed and security had barely begun overseeing the arrangements. As you took in the surroundings, two or three vans came to a halt in front of the gate. It didn't take much of a genius to guess the Neos had arrived. Your heart started ringing in your eardrums. You were about to see them in the flesh.

They were surrounded by bodyguards from all directions but you could see a comparatively relaxed formation of their security since no fans were here yet. You were admiring the boys from a distance as they came out of the vans in sweats, not wishing to misuse this opportunity and get in their personal space. Then you saw him, and your heart stopped for a second. Your bias, Nakamoto Yuta. He was absolutely ethereal. You almost missed his brief glance at you, chalking it up to your delusions. But it was hard not to faint when he asked the security guard something, pointing discreetly in your direction before he went in, trailing the other members.

The guard gestured you over but you were still somewhat confused. "Hey, you! You're here for the concert, aren't you? Mr. Yuta said you can wait backstage if you want to." Your eyes widened comically. Did you hear that right? You were afraid you were going to need CPR, this was a little too surreal for a random Saturday.

"um, but can I ask why?" you managed to croak out.

"Kid, do I look like I know that? Get in if you want to, or keep standing in the heat. I have work to do." he replied gruffly and you quickly entered the premises.

Finding the green rooms wasn't much of a hassle, with the halls being void of anyone and a door reading 'NCT 127' in ginormous font. The rooms must be divided based on subunits, you figured. The door made a creaking noise as you you shakily opened it and peeked inside.

Only one person was present, you couldn't see their face since they had their back towards you but it was easy to confirm by their hair color. It was Yuta. He seemed to be busy, either doing vocal warm ups or texting, but you had to clear this misunderstanding. "Hi? Um, I'm sorry if I'm interrupting but-"

"No, it's fine. You can come in." he turned around, smiling at you. He had a smile so radiant, you wondered how many hearts he had already captured with that smile alone. "I told the security to let you in."

"Uh, thanks? I think there has been a huge misunderstanding, I don't know you personally but you're free to correct me if I'm wrong." you replied, slightly more nervous now. He raised his eyebrow at that and motioned you to go on. "But, you're like a celebrity and I'm a nobody. I just want to make sure you're not mistaking me for someone else and you aren't in trouble or anything. It's okay if you need me to leave."

"Well, I've never met a 'nobody' before." he grinned, "You are very attractive, if I'm being honest. And you're welcome to stay as long as you want."

"T-thank you"

He was sitting on the sofa, the one closest to the door and he patted the space beside him, motioning you to sit down. You were unsure if that was appropriate, considering you had met the guy not even five minutes ago but it didn't feel right to deny.

"What's your name, cutie?"

"Uh, it's y/n"

"That's cute. Do you have any social media?"

"Y-yes."

"Let me follow you then, I don't really post but I'd like seeing pictures of you."

"Um, okay. If you want to, I mean." you were a stuttering mess, you couldn't believe this was happening. He followed your instagram handle, liking a few posts before following and you had never felt more self conscious in your life. You wanted to hide, you knew the pictures he was liking were all your cringey photos and selfies from your rare confidence boosts.

"Hey, are you shy around me?"

"Y-yes...sorry, this is really overwhelming. I've just been such a big fan for the longest-"

"A fan, huh? Tell me, is it a big turn off if I kissed you right now?"

You stared at him incredulously. "Um, well...I'm not sure if you're asking for my opinion."

"Oh, but I am." he smirked, moving closer. He had a hand placed on your thigh and his face was mere inches away. "What's the verdict?"

"No, not a turn off. Not at all." you said, barely above a whisper.

"Great. You're a sweet little thing if I've ever seen one." he said before closing the gap and capturing your lips in a gentle kiss. It was slow and sensual. He tasted like strawberry, probably because of the lip balm you thought.

Your hands went up to caress his face, and he placed his hands on your waist, bringing you even closer. You couldn't tell how much time had passed, the two of you were completely engrossed in each other. His hand trailed down to your ass and gave it a squeeze, eliciting a surprised gasp. You didn't want to, but you broke the kiss and stared at him.

"I'm not going to push you if you don't want this, I'd like to have your consent."

"I want it."

"Are you sure? We're complete strangers, you have no reason to trust me."

"I know, but I've had a crush on you for a long time. You can do whatever you want, honestly"

"Fuck, that's hot. I don't know how I'm gonna control myself, but I'm willing to try."

With that, he went back to kissing you. He started getting a little more aggressive with his movements, sucking your lower lip. He slowly trailed his tongue on your bottom lip, asking for entrance and you opened your mouth slightly, letting his tongue in. He was so experienced, you could only melt in his arms. You tried your best to keep up but were mostly overwhelmed. It was..your first steamy encounter, after all.

You broke the kiss, a string of saliva still connecting your mouths. Yuta stared at you with lust filled eyes, a smirk plastered on his face. "You're doing so good for me, kitten."

"I am?"

"Yeah, I'm going to make you feel good, so good." He got up and locked the door, turning back towards you and you realized that this was happening. He went back to sit next to you, bringing his lips back onto yours, his hands going under your shirt. You moaned softly as his fingers grazed your nipple. "You're so sensitive."

You broke the kiss. "Yuta, I'm a virgin."

He groaned and kissed your neck. "I can't believe I get to pop your cherry." He continued trailing kisses down your neck, his hands squeezing your nipples. Your hands roamed his back and shoulders, enjoying the way his muscles rippled under your touch.

"Take your shirt off, baby." He removed his own shirt, exposing his well built upper body. You felt yourself grow wetter just by looking at him. His body was truly godlike, his toned muscles glistening. You couldn't help but stare.

"You're so beautiful" he whispered. "You're going to look even more beautiful once I'm done with you." He started unbuttoning your shirt, taking it off completely and throwing it away. Your breath hitched, your body was exposed and Yuta was staring at it like a starved animal. He bent his head down and captured a nipple between his lips, licking and sucking, his fingers teasing the other. You were a moaning mess, the feeling was too much.

"Does it feel good?"

"Yes, god yes"

"Good. Tell me, have you ever touched yourself, baby?"

"Y-yes"

"And what were you thinking about when you did it?"

"You"

He groaned at that and pulled down your pants, along with your underwear. He kissed his way down from your chest to your thighs. His mouth was hovering over your dick and he looked up at you with a devilish smirk, "I'm going to suck you off, is that alright?"

"Please, I've never felt anyone's mouth down there"

"Good." He started by giving a tentative lick and you whimpered. He smirked and licked the underside, swirling his tongue around the tip. He slowly took the whole thing in his mouth and you threw your head back, moaning.

"F-fuck, feels so good"

He was bobbing his head, his tongue swirling around your dick, his cheeks hollowed. The feeling was incredible, you had never felt anything like it. You were bucking your hips and gripping his hair, trying not to cum.

"Cum in my mouth, baby"

And you were a goner. This was the craziest day ever. Yuta just said that to you. You wished you could replay the sound of that a hundred times over.

You came in his mouth, and he swallowed it all, moaning. He stood up and licked his lips. You were a panting mess, coming down from your high.

"You're such a good boy for me"

"M-more"

"Don't worry, we're not done yet"

He started undoing his belt, taking his pants off and throwing them aside. He was wearing a pair of black boxers, and his erection was evident. He pulled them down, his dick springing free and you were in awe. It was big, and thick, and you couldn't help but stare. He chuckled, "Like what you see?"

"Yes, it's so big"

"And it's all yours, baby." He stroked himself a few times, his precum leaking. "Are you ready, kitten?"

"Yes"

"Get on your knees." You obediently got down on your knees, facing away from him. He lined his dick with your entrance, rubbing it against your hole. You nodded. He slowly pushed the tip in, and it felt like your whole body was on fire.

"Fuck, you're so tight"

He grabbed your hips, and started thrusting, slowly. You were moaning and whimpering, the feeling was so intense. You had never felt anything like it. You were being stretched open, your hole being filled to the brim.

"Y-Yuta, faster"

"You like that, huh? You like my cock?"

"Y-yes, I love it"

He picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming faster. "Thought you were innocent, baby. Who would have guessed you'd turn out to be such a slut."

"Fuck, Yuta!"

"That's right, say my name."

You were being pounded into the floor, and you were loving every second of it. He was fucking you so good, his cock hitting your sweet spot. You were moaning and whimpering, unable to hold back.

"Fuck, you're so sexy. I'm close."

He chuckled. "My sweet little angel, you can't get enough of me."

You were close to climaxing, the pleasure was so intense, you could barely think straight. You were a moaning mess, Yuta was grunting and breathing heavily. He was pounding into you, his thrusts becoming more erratic.

"After today, I'll make sure you keep coming back for more. Make you feel good, just like this. Gonna ruin you for anyone else. You'll be begging for my cock, and only my cock."

"Fuck, Yuta!" You cried out, nearing your orgasm, his dirty talk sending you over the edge. You could tell you wouldn't last much longer.

"I'll turn you into a dumb cock slut. I'll train you to take my dick in your ass every day. I'll fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk."

"Please, fuck me harder. Make me yours."

"You'll be walking to the concert ground funny. You'll be so fucked out, you won't be able to function. I'll make sure of that."

"F-fuck, Yuta!"

With that, you were both pushed over the edge, and you came, hard. Your vision went white, and your body was wracked with pleasure. You could feel him filling you up, his warm seed filling your ass as he pulled your head back towards him, neck straining as he sloppily kissed you.

You were both panting and spent. You had just had sex with the man of your dreams. He was still inside of you, and he was still kissing you. It was a passionate kiss, and you could feel his adoration for you. You were so lucky.

"You did so good for me, baby." He whispered. "Such a good boy for me."

You were too blissed out to reply. Your brain was not cooperating with the rest of your body, still in a state of euphoria.

"Let's get you cleaned up."

Yuta picked you up bridal style, taking you to the bathroom, your head resting on his chest. You had never felt so loved.

"Give me your number? I promise we can sneak off to a date whenever I'm off schedules. It won't be that easy, I know."

"I'd like that."

"It's a date then. I hope I didn't disappoint" he smirked.

"I should be asking that. I was a virgin."

"Baby, I'm happy you chose me. And if I may add, you were amazing. If not for the security standing outside, I'd have kept fucking you throughout the night."

"Oh god, please don't make me blush"

"I'll make it up to you."

And he did. The next concert stop, you found yourself on his bed, naked, being ravaged by him. And the day after that, and the day after that. Soon the two of you were something more, and neither person could have asked for more.

Maybe reaching the concert venue too early wasn't as stupid as you'd thought.

[lobotomisa]

Soul Ties [ y. okkotsu x gn. reader ]

♡ྀིྀི⋆.˚ PAIRING: [Yandere] Yuta Okkotsu / Gender Neutral Reader

♡ྀིྀི⋆.˚ SYNOPSIS: Yuta wasn't the same after returning from Africa. What was going to be a little talk about boundaries changed into a lover's quarrel turned fatal.

♡ྀིྀི⋆.˚ NOTES: SFW?

The apartment felt different with Yuta back in it. It had been months since he'd returned from Africa, months since he'd been sent away on a mission that was supposed to last only a few weeks. You had missed him fiercely, ached for his presence in a way that surprised even you. And yet, the moment he walked through the door, something had felt… wrong.

At first, it was in the little things: the way he held you too tightly, his arms wrapping around you like a vice; the way his gaze lingered on you with a burning intensity, as if he were memorizing every detail, afraid that if he blinked, you would disappear. The way he asked endless questions—where had you gone, who had you seen, what had you done without him? It felt less like concern and more like interrogation.

"Yuta, it's okay," you had laughed, trying to ease the tension. "I'm not going anywhere."

But he hadn't laughed. His expression had been serious, almost haunted. "I can't lose you," he'd whispered. "Not again."

Now, standing in the kitchen, you felt the weight of his stare on your back as you tried to prepare dinner. Your hands trembled slightly as you chopped the vegetables, the knife slipping more than once. You could feel his eyes on you, a heavy, unblinking presence that made your skin prickle.

"Yuta," you said softly, turning to face him. "We need to talk."

He looked up from the table, where he'd been sitting with his hands folded, his dark hair falling over his eyes. "About what?" His voice was quiet, but there was an edge to it, a note of tension that hadn't been there before.

You took a deep breath, steeling yourself. "About us. About how things have been since you came back."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and for a moment, you saw a flicker of something—fear, maybe, or anger. "What's wrong with us?" he asked, his tone defensive. "I thought everything was fine."

"That's just it," you said, trying to keep your voice calm, even. "It’s not fine, Yuta. You've been… different. Intense. I feel like you’re watching me all the time, like you’re waiting for something to happen."

His expression hardened, and he stood up, crossing the room in a few quick strides. "I’m just worried about you," he insisted, his hands reaching out to grasp yours. His touch was warm, but his grip was too tight. "I don’t want anything to happen to you."

You pulled your hands away, frustration boiling over. "Worried? Yuta, you're acting like I'm in constant danger! You don’t let me out of your sight, you barely let me breathe!"

His eyes widened, and for a moment, he looked genuinely hurt. "I’m trying to protect you," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "You don’t know what it was like out there… what I saw… what I felt. I thought about you every day, every minute. I couldn't bear the thought of losing you."

"And I missed you too," you replied, your voice shaking. "But this… this isn't the way. You can't just come back and act like I’m something you need to lock away, like I’m some fragile thing that needs to be hidden."

Yuta's expression darkened, his jaw clenching. "You don’t understand," he said, his voice low, almost a growl. "I’m doing this because I love you."

You felt a surge of anger, your own frustration bubbling to the surface. "No, Yuta. This isn’t love—this is control. This is obsession."

His face twisted in pain, and his cursed energy flared around him, an involuntary reaction to his emotions. "You think I’m obsessed?" he demanded, his voice rising. "I’m not obsessed—I’m terrified! I’ve lost too much already. I can’t lose you, too."

The intensity in his voice, the raw desperation—it sent a chill down your spine. "Yuta," you began, trying to reach out to him, to calm him down. "I’m not going anywhere, but you can’t keep treating me like—"

"Like what?" he snapped, his voice sharp, cutting. "Like you’re mine? Because you are mine! You promised me, remember? You promised we’d be together."

You flinched at his words, the possessive edge to them. "I didn’t promise to be your prisoner," you shot back. "I didn’t agree to be locked away and suffocated because you’re afraid!"

His face twisted with rage, his cursed energy sparking again. The air crackled around you, heavy with tension. "Why can’t you just understand?" he shouted, stepping closer, his voice cracking with emotion. "Why can’t you see I’m doing this for you?"

"For me?" you repeated, incredulous. "Yuta, you’re doing this for yourself! Because you’re scared and you think you can control everything around you, including me!"

He took another step forward, his eyes blazing. "I’m not trying to control you," he insisted, but the way his hands shook, the way his cursed energy surged—it told a different story.

"Yes, you are!" you screamed, your own cursed energy flaring in response. "And I won’t let you!"

For a moment, everything was still. Then, Yuta moved. Fast. Too fast. His cursed energy lashed out like a whip, and you barely had time to raise your own defenses, blocking his attack with a shimmering barrier.

"Yuta, stop!" you cried, but he was lost in his own fear, his own desperation. "Please, just stop!"

But he didn’t stop. He couldn’t. His movements were frantic, uncoordinated, his attacks wild and filled with raw emotion. You countered, your own cursed energy pushing back against his, a desperate attempt to defend yourself, to get through to him.

"Why are you doing this?" you yelled, your heart pounding in your chest. "Why are you fighting me?"

"Because I love you!" he screamed back, his voice breaking with a mix of anguish and fury. "Because I can’t lose you! I won’t!"

His words cut through you, a knife to your heart. "Yuta," you whispered, tears streaming down your face. "You’re already losing me… you’re pushing me away."

For a moment, he faltered. You saw the realization flicker across his face, the fear, the regret. But then his eyes hardened again, his desperation returning. "No," he muttered, almost to himself. "No, I can’t… I can’t let you go."

Before you could respond, he surged forward, his cursed energy flaring to life once more. You reacted instinctively, readying your CT to meet his attack, but the force of his attack was too strong, too uncontrolled. There was a blinding flash of light, a surge of power, and then… pain.

You gasped, the breath knocked out of you as you felt something sharp, something burning. You looked down, your vision blurring, and saw blood—your blood, pooling around you, a blade sticking out. You heard Yuta's scream, a sound of pure horror, but it felt distant, far away.

"No, no, no," Yuta was sobbing, his hands hovering over you, trembling. "I didn’t mean to… I didn’t…"

Your vision darkened, your body growing cold. "Yuta…" you managed to whisper, your voice weak, fading. "Why…?"

He was crying, tears streaming down his face, his expression twisted in anguish. "I’m sorry," he choked out, his voice breaking. "I didn’t mean to… I was trying to… I was trying to keep you safe…"

But his words barely registered. You felt yourself slipping away, the world around you growing dim, distant. The last thing you saw was his face, twisted in pain, his eyes filled with a fear you’d never seen before. And then… darkness.

You weren't sure how much time had passed. It felt like an eternity, but also no time at all.

You awoke with a gasp, your body jolting back to consciousness with a force that left you breathless. The air around you felt thick, heavy, charged with a dark, oppressive energy. You felt cold, your skin prickling with an unnatural chill.

You blinked, your vision clearing, and saw Yuta kneeling beside you, his eyes wide, his expression a mix of relief and madness. "You’re back," he whispered, his voice filled with a twisted kind of joy. "You’re back."

You tried to move, but your body felt… wrong. Heavy, sluggish. You looked down and saw your hands, your skin pale, almost translucent, dark veins visible beneath the surface. And then you realized—you weren’t alive. Not truly. You had been brought back as a curse.

"No," you breathed, horror dawning on you. "What… what did you do?"

Yuta’s smile widened, his eyes bright with a feverish kind of excitement. "I brought you back," he said, his voice trembling with emotion. "I couldn’t live without you… so I brought you back. Now we can be together… forever."

You felt a wave of despair crash over you, your new cursed form reacting to the emotions swirling within you. You tried to speak, to scream, but the words caught in your throat. "No," you whispered, shaking your head, tears streaming down your face. "No, Yuta… this isn’t right. I’m not supposed to be here."

Yuta’s hands tightened around yours, his grip almost painful. "But you are here," he insisted, his voice fervent, almost pleading. "I made sure of it. I used every ounce of my cursed energy, every bit of myself, to bring you back. I need you. Don’t you see? We’re meant to be together."

Your chest ached, a hollow, empty feeling that spread through you like a poison. "You brought me back as a curse," you murmured, trying to pull away from him, but your body wouldn’t respond the way you wanted. "I’m not even human anymore… Yuta, what have you done?"

He shook his head, his expression frantic. "No, you’re still you! You’re still the person I love. This doesn’t change anything. It just means… it just means we have more time. We have forever now."

"Forever?" you echoed, a bitter laugh escaping your lips. "Yuta, this isn't a life. This is… this is a nightmare. You’ve trapped me in a body that isn’t even mine. I feel… I feel so cold. So… so lost."

He winced at your words, as if they were a physical blow. "I’m sorry," he whispered, tears spilling from his eyes. "I didn’t know what else to do. I couldn’t bear the thought of a world without you in it. I thought… I thought if I brought you back, we could be happy again."

"Happy?" you repeated, incredulous. "How can I be happy like this? I’m stuck here, bound by your curse. I never wanted this, Yuta. I never wanted to come back like this."

"But you’re here," he said desperately, cupping your face with trembling hands. "You’re here, and that’s all that matters. I’ll make it better, I promise. I’ll do anything, just… please, don’t leave me."

You could see it in his eyes—the fear, the guilt, the deep, consuming love that had driven him to this madness. He wasn’t thinking clearly; he hadn’t been since he returned. Whatever he’d seen, whatever had happened in Africa, had broken something inside him. And now… now you were the one paying the price.

"You brought me back," you whispered, your voice heavy with sorrow. "But at what cost, Yuta? What about my soul? What about my peace?"

Yuta’s face twisted with pain, and he shook his head again, more frantically this time. "No… no, don’t say that. You belong with me. Your soul… it belongs with me. I’ve loved you since the day I met you. I can’t let you go."

"But you already have," you said softly, feeling the weight of the truth settle in your chest. "You killed me, Yuta. And now you’re trying to bring me back, not for me, but for yourself."

He flinched as if you had struck him, and for a moment, you saw a flash of something dark and broken in his eyes. "I didn’t mean to kill you," he whispered, his voice raw with pain. "I didn’t mean to… I just… I couldn’t control it. I was so afraid."

You reached out, your hand touching his cheek. It was a strange sensation—your fingers felt distant, almost numb, as if they belonged to someone else. "I know," you said gently. "I know you were afraid. But you have to understand… this isn’t love. This is fear. This is possession."

"No," he breathed, shaking his head, his hands gripping yours tighter. "No, it’s not like that. I love you… I love you so much."

Tears filled your eyes, blurring your vision. "I know you do," you whispered. "But love isn’t supposed to feel like this. Love isn’t supposed to hurt."

Yuta’s face crumpled, and he pulled you into his arms, his body shaking with silent sobs. "I’m sorry," he choked out, his voice muffled against your shoulder. "I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I just… I just wanted you back."

You closed your eyes, leaning into his embrace, feeling the weight of his grief pressing down on you like a heavy shroud. You wanted to comfort him, to tell him that everything would be okay, but you knew that would be a lie. Nothing would ever be okay again.

As he held you, his cursed energy pulsed around you, a living thing that seemed to feed off his emotions. You felt it tightening around you like a chain, binding you to him, forcing you to stay. You tried to pull away, but the energy held you fast, refusing to let you go.

"Yuta, let me go," you whispered, your voice trembling.

He shook his head, his grip tightening. "I can’t," he murmured. "I won’t."

You felt a wave of panic rising in your chest, your new cursed form reacting to the emotions swirling inside you. "Yuta, please," you begged, your voice breaking. "You have to let me go."

But he only held you tighter, his cursed energy wrapping around you like a cocoon, suffocating, inescapable. "No," he whispered, his voice filled with a quiet, desperate resolve. "You’re mine… you’ll always be mine."

And as you felt the curse tighten its grip around you, pulling you deeper into the darkness, you realized with a sinking heart that he meant it. Yuta’s love for you had twisted into something monstrous, something that would bind you to him forever.

You were trapped—his, now and always, bound to him by a love that had become a curse.

You closed your eyes, feeling the tears slip down your cheeks, and whispered into the darkness, "What have you done to me, Yuta?"

But there was no answer. Only the silence of the room, the weight of his arms around you, and the endless, suffocating darkness that stretched out before you.

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[billie-lover8]

Asking Jjk men for gym pics Pt.1

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[rekino2114]

Hi I wanted to know if you write for A fem yuta From jjk, If you Don't thanks cool, how about the jjk girls reaction to their bf getting hit on.

Thanks for Reading

Jjk girls reacting to you getting hit on

A/n:yeah I can definitely write for fem!yuta (also ignore the fact that I accidentally posted this way before with nothing written because I had no idea how these submissions work)

Nobara kugisaki

Nobara gets jealous easily, even if she'll never admit it, seeing another girl flirting with you genuinely makes her so mad

She'll sprint at the girl and get in her face, yelling at her that you're hers and telling her to stop taking another girl's man

If you tease her later about it, she'll still insist that she wasn't jealous and blush

"I'm telling you, I wasn't jealous!"

"What was that all about then? You looked even madder than when you fight a curse"

"S-shut up"

Maki zenin

She tries her best not to seem irritated and keep her cool disposition, making it seem like she doesn't care that much ..........keyword being try

She actually cares a lot like a lot a lot, seeing someone else try to steal you away.....it genuinely makes her so angry, but she still does nothing except glare at the girl and mentally insult her

It's not until yuta mentions how she's basically making a hole in the girl's head that she blushes and plays it off like it's nothing

"Hm, maki are you OK? Why are you looking at that girl like that?"

"What are you talking about, I'm just looking at her normally"

"......is it because she's flirting with y/n?"

"W-wha- don't be stupid of course not, I can handle someone trying to flirt with him"

"............"

"I'M NOT JEALOUS!"

Kasumi miwa

Miwa is a sweetheart, she doesn't fully realize someone is flirting with you no matter how direct they're being

It takes either mai making her understand that or the girl just actually starting to touch you for her to realize it

And even then, when she does realize it, she doesn't do that much just goes up to you and asks you if you're OK. She's really glad when you leave the girl and go with her

"So you're just letting her hit on y/n like that?"

"Hm, what are you talking about?"

"I mean she's practically throwing herself at him, are you gonna do something?"

".......no I'm sure she's just being friendly"

"......*sighs*"

Fem!satoru gojo

She gets a bit mad but still lets you handle it

On one hand, with the way she constantly clings to you, she knows the girl knows you're taken by the strongest sorcerer non the less, and that just makes her realize mad

But on the other hand, seeing you reject her specifically telling her you're taken by her and then coming back in her arms while she kisses you, it makes her so happy especially seeing the annoyed expression on the girl's face as she gives her a smile grin

But if the girl touches you without your consent even once she will consider using purple

"Sorry about that tori, that girl just couldn't leave me alone"

"It's totally alright darling, to be honest, the look on her face when you told her I was your girlfriend was worth it"

Fem!yuji itadori

She is mad at the girl but still doesn't want to ruin the moment and appear overly jealous, so she'll awkwardly try to insert herself in the conversation

She'll just randomly try to talk to you, someone even talking over the girl, which she gets mad at, but can't say anything about since she knows itadori is your girlfriend

If the girl tries to compliment you, then yuji will immediately agree with her and come up with an even better compliment for you, making the girl angry and you giggle

"I have to say you're really handsome~"

"Yeah isn't he!? I tell him that every day"

"Aww thanks you're so cute yuji"

Fem!megumi fushiguro

She simply doesn't do anything about it

Don't get her wrong, she is angry, but she also trusts you and knows you won't leave her. She thinks getting jealous on that level is a bit childish so she simply waits for you to deal with the girl and come back to her

At least that's what she'd like to do if it weren't for her friends. They just stay there and continue to tease megumi about not actually loving you and telling her that she should just go and grab you already

So she goes to do that just to make them stop

"Megumi, how can you watch your own boyfriend getting hit on and do nothing?"

"Because I trust him"

"Yeah but what if the girl does something to him and he wants to leave you"

"He won't"

"How do you know if you don't go check"

"............"

"GO!GO!GO!GO!"

".....tch! Fine! Just so you stop being so annoying!"

Fem!kento nanami

Nanami is a very mature woman and she really trusts you a lot, so normally she'll just let you handle the situation and not think about it too much

But if the girl is being a little too bold or hands-on, that's when she'll step in.

Most often, her sheer presence and cold voice asking you if the girl is bothering you is enough to drive her away

But if even that doesn't work, then she'll outright tell her to stop while calling you her husband, even if you aren't married that she loves calling you that

"I ask that you stop treating my husband like that, I am with him, and he is not interested, so leave"

"W-wait nana-"

"Please y/n, I got this"

Fem!ryomen sukuna

There is no sugarcoating this she'll just kill her

She has made it extremely clear to everyone that you're hers, and just outright told everyone that if they dare touch you in any way they will die

So that foolish woman who got too close to you while sukuna was around was an idiot who deserved what came to her

She doesn't even finish the first sentence as her head is cut off with a dismantle

"..........Kuna, was that really necessary?"

"Yes it was, she was a foolish brat who didn't follow my one rule, no one touches what is mine"

"But now my clothes are all covered in blood"

"That is not an issue, we shall have a bath together later"

Fem!yuta okkotsu

Yuta is another girl who really trusts you, so she'll just let you finish your conversation while staring and smiling at you

But if the girl really doesn't want to let go or if she sees you giving her some kind of sign then she joins the conversation

She's still talking normally and smiling, but the girl can feel there's this sorta weird aura around her that just tells her to get away from you (also she literally has a sword on her back)

If she starts touching you, then she'll just summon Rika without hesitation

"Hey sorry y/n, is everything OK here?"

"Oh well I was telling her I had a girlfriend"

"Ah I see, well nice to meet you I'm y/n's girlfriend"

".............."

"Is something wrong?"

"N-no I'll......I'll just go"

"Hehe, good choice"

[niki-phoria]

⋆｡°✩ 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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[unorthodoxfaithxx]

Depressed Reader X Yandere

Nsfw ; manipulation ; yandere ; female reader

Yuta Okkotsu is not a normal man — he knows this better than anyone. Because what kind of man stalks the object of his affections 24/7, showers them with gifts just to be rejected every time, contemplates kidnapping them, and waits and waits and waits in hopes that one day, they’ll change their minds and love him back? 

Call him a simp, but his love for you is heavy, suffocatingly so. And when it comes to words, he can’t even begin to describe what he feels for you. He loves you. He wants you. He needs you. He’s absolutely obsessed. 

You don’t love him, but he knows he can change that now. Because tonight, you finally sought him out. One text sent him driving to your neighborhood at 2 AM at ungodly speeds. It was three words. “I need you”. 

Finally. Months of waiting, yearning, pining, going insane, have finally come to fruition. 

He stands at your apartment doorway nervously, wringing his hands while he waits for you to open the door. A nervous habit he never grew out of. When the door slowly creaks open, he quickly smooths his shirt and tries to hold back his excitement. 

Your eyes are red and puffy from crying, he could tell, but you look gorgeous nonetheless. You’re in nothing but a crop top and some shorts - a look he decides is absolutely ravishing, and it takes everything within him to not jump you right then and there. 

“Oh angel, what’s wrong?” 

Yuta immediately holds you tightly in his arms, unabashedly breathing in your scent and relishing the closeness of your bodies together.

You cling onto him like he’ll disappear, and a swell of contentedness blooms in his chest. You’re too adorable. 

He shuts the door behind him and ushers you into the couch in the living room, as if he’d been there before. 

He has, but not when you were present.

You eventually calm down enough to talk. 

“I just, I feel so fucking empty, Yuta. I hate myself. I feel ugly. I’m lonely. There’s like a big whole in my chest that won’t go away.”

Oh, you poor thing. He asks you if you’ve taken your meds lately, and you give a tiny nod, face pressed into his soft, white sweater. 

You’ve struggled with depression for the longest time, this he knows. He doesn’t quite understand what had made it worse lately, but that was okay. He’ll make it all better soon.

“I’m sorry for crying and calling you over. I just feel so weak right now, I—“

“Hey,” He lowers his head to meet you at eye level, hands gently caressing both of yours, “You are not weak—You’re the strongest person I know. It’s okay to not be okay, got that?”

You only sniffle in return.

“Is there anything I can do for you, angel?”

It’s quiet for a minute, but you eventually open your mouth to say pathetically, “Make me feel better. Help me make all this go away.”

Finally. You’ll let him take care of you. There’s no going back now. 

He could protect you. Maybe not fix you, but he’ll do whatever he can to help. 

“Sweet thing, of course. I’ll give you whatever you want…c’mere, I’ll take care of  everything, okay?” He wipes the tears from your eyes, placing a kiss atop your head. 

“I know how to get rid of that hollow feeling in your chest.” He smiles sweetly, but his next words possess a threatening undertone to them. His eyes filled with love, he proposes, 

“We just fill your body up with something else.”

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“Too big,” You mewl pathetically.

The two of you are in your bed, clothes strewn across the bedroom floor. You look so beautiful underneath him, Yuta thinks. He stares at you with adoration as you take in what he has to offer. 

Your eyes are teary, face flushed, with your body wriggling under him. You try to move from him, to escape the intense stimulation you feel, but the young man holds onto your hips tightly, his member sheathed all the way inside you. 

“Shhhhh, you’re okay baby. Just relax,” His sickeningly sweet voice coaxes you to give under his hold. “See? You’re doing so good right now.” 

Yuta is a gentle lover. He took his time undressing you, and he takes his time fucking you. Slowly, he pumps in and out of you, letting you feel every inch of his cock enter and leave your pretty pussy.

It feels good, you think. So fucking good. For the first time in a long time, you feel full. 

Through your tears, Yuta looks like an angel. 

His delicate, pale skin seems to glow with sweat in the night, and for a second you wonder if he’s a being sent from heaven to turn your life around. A pang of guilt hits your chest when you think about all the times you’ve rejected his advances. Was this okay? Deep down you knew that once this was over, there was no going back. 

“It’s okay,” He hums when he sees another tear fall from your eye, “You’re okay.” He leans down to smother you with kisses, hands having left your hips in favor of playing with your breasts instead. 

“Oh, sweetheart. You feel so good.” He coos. 

You’re so soft and pliant under his hands, just like he’s always thought you’d be. It takes everything in him not to come inside you yet. Your soft moans aren’t helping, the seductive sounds turning him on so much that he wishes he had your room bugged with a recording device so he could save them for later. 

He can tell you’re close when your legs start shaking, and he sings you praises as he coaxes you into an orgasm that sends you to the moon. 

“There you are,” He speaks softly into your ear, “Doing so good for me. It’s okay now, just cum.” 

He’s not long after you, pulling out to pump thick ropes of white onto your stomach.

You’re all tuckered out afterwards, and he finds it endearing when he comes back from the bathroom with a clean towel to wipe you down, only to see you out for the night. 

He loves you so much. And whether you’re ready for it or not, he can’t wait to spend the rest of his life with you. 

(Sorry if this was too short guys, I haven’t been doing the greatest creatively and all but gave up on this fic until I saw the latest JJK chapters. Love you all! )

[peaches-and-creamm]

YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU... RIGHT?

a/n: i did a version of you making sure they're loved here!

ft. Toji, Megumi, Yuta, Satoru, Suguru, Toge and Yuji!

warnings(?): fem! in toge's and yuji's- most of them are kinda insecure and toge being a lil fortnite kid

m.list!

[star-suh]

Best Hole

Nakamoto Yuta x Male Reader

cw: top yuta, sub-ish slutty yn, cheating, breeding, blowjob, deepthroat, degradation, fingering, implied impregnation kink.

an: first story of this year!!, it was almost a month since i wrote something, i feel kinda rusty so ntm with this one 😭

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yuta was opening the door to his house while a tipsy yn was next to him. they both went out to celebrate that tomorrow is yuta's wedding, however, yn drank too much and ended up getting a little drunk so they had to return home.

“we're finally here” sighed yuta throwing the keys to the nearest table, then he lifted yn and took him to his bed.

they were both lying in the same bed when suddenly yuta feels yn rubbing himself on his leg, "yn what are you doing" the groom asked, yn didn't respond he just moaned, "umm.. yn?" he asked again. “i need you” were the only words that came out of his best friend mouth.

“what are you talking about yn? do you realize my wedding is in some hours… i-i can't fuck you..” yuta blurted out. “please no one would know about that” yn was so needy for yuta, his face was too red “please at least just for tonight”.

“you know i like it rough yn. how you're gonna walk tomorrow to attend my wedding?” yn didn't answered he just went straight to yuta's bulge and began to sniff it, “fine but just remember” yuta grabbed yn by his chin and made eye contact with him “i warned you, it's not gonna be my fault if you can't walk tomorrow” and with one gentle slap on yn's left cheek he unzipped his pants, freeing his big heavy cock “go on” the top demanded.

yn started to kiss the tip, licking some of the pre-cum. his tongue going up and down the shaft making sure to lick every vein and every inch of it. “look at you so needy for my cock, you're like a whore.. fuck.. a filthy one.. look at you gagging over a committed man's cock” said yuta between pants and whimpers. yn enjoyed how yuta was treating him, one of his hands went towards his pants, discarding it and then started to finger himself, “come yn i know you can do more than that. put it all inside you” ordered yuta. yn slowly went down, swallowing every inch little by little until it was all the way inside “there you go now hold on a little. breathe through your nose" the top reminded yn.

yn was making a mess with yuta's cock, he would kiss it, sniff it and then rub it all over his face leaving it soaked with the thick saliva, “look at you.. ahh~ so desperate for my cock” yuta laughed wiping some tears from yn's eyes. yn accelerated the pace of his blowjob, waiting eagerly to taste yuta's cum, “stop yn” he obeyed, "what's wrong?" he asked. "i want to cum .. but inside you" he panted, "come on, ride me" yuta lay back on the bed placing his hands behind his head and letting yn do all the work.

yn tried to take it all at once but it was so thick, the burning sensation of the stretch making him moan loudly "breathe a little" mentions yuta, and with just a thrust he manages to be completely inside the bottom, "shit, you're squeezing me too much" the tall one moaned "start moving those hips, you dirty slut”. yn's ass went up and down, yuta was amazed watching how his cock dissapeared inside that ass “you're taking me so well slut. not even my soon-to-be wife can take me all”. “shit yuta.. so am i better than your wife?” yn started to question him as a way to rile him up more “are you gonna fuck your wife like this?. everytime you fuck her you gonna think it's m–” yuta flipped him over not letting him finish the question, he was now lying with his back against the bed, yuta grabbed him by his knees, bringing them close to his chest and started drilling him "you're a filthy bitch, you know? i’m not going to stop until i fill you up with my cum”; “yes, please” yn moaned "i want it all inside me, give it all to me” he begged.

"tell me, even after getting married you're still going to give me your filthy hole huh? are you going to keep spreading these legs for me?" yuta asked feeling that delicious sensation in his lower tummy. “yes yuta, i will always be your bitch, this hole belongs to you so you can do whatever you want with it, let's make a lot of babies behind your eife's back”.

“for fuck's sake yn, shut your fucking mouth, heavens... if you keep talking like that, i’m not going to stop fucking you all night” yuta says, "is it a deal then? are you going to be my side bitch?" he questions to which yn responds quickly without thinking "yes yuta i’m just a hole for you to breed whenever you want”. that was yuta's last straw, he came inside yn's ruined hole, but he didn't take it out, something that make yn to look at him with concern, "i warned you not to keep talking like that, i guess we won't sleep tonight”

the next day during the wedding after party yuta was happy with his new wife celebrating and dancing, while yn was with slight dark circles under his eyes, a hoarse voice and struggling to walk, looking for some liquor to wet his throat “fucking yuta you almost destroyed me” he murmurs drinking all the content of the cup all at once.

[despairots]

#𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌: YUTA OKKOTSU.

「 yuta okkotsu x male! reader 」

GENRE: fluff, just fluff :3 oh, and like a REALLY quick makeout but its really just fluff, i think a bit of angst tho?

CONTENT WARNING: swearing, violence, r! helps yuta with his injuries, i have no idea what the plot is anymore, r! is like kyouka from bsd and has her ability “demon snow”, rika doesnt like r! that much :,(, “demon snow” is somewhat like rika, so rika - yuta and “demon snow” - r!

AUTHORS: stop. changing. themes. *holds me by the throat and shakes me* no but seriously the more i change it the more i have to change my layout which i do NOT want anyways happy furina day!!! we luv u queen

there’s something that makes people believe you just lack emotions. maybe it’s the you didn’t react to people’s insult, or maybe it’s the way it looks like you’re always in a daze. yeah, you don’t exactly have anything going on in your head and yes, you’re always in a daze but somewhat, you’ve always gave off this rebellious energy, like something was attached to you that’s radiating this energy off.

so when yuta saw a curse behind you while assisting him, he wondered if that was the thing that was radiating off the rebellious energy from your “jellyfish aura” that his other friends would call it. just knowing you hid something below the facade you upheld was admirable, you always had this look that made people think your mind was somewhere else when you are aware.

and the way your voice shouted commands for your curse while you still held that alluring look before you switched your attention to him and helped him up when the enemy was being distracted by your curse, all he could do was stare when you asked if he was injured.

he knew rika didn’t like you holding him so carefully and— oh? you’re so close — making sure he didn’t fall to the ground while the both of you ran from the area. now, he’s watching you patch up his wounds so delicate that he’s convinced you’re afraid that you might hurt him.

yuta doesn’t know if he should speak, ask if you’re okay when he’s the one clearly injured, ask about the ring that’s on a necklace and dangling around your neck. he wonders if you were almost like him, that explains why he was so drawn to you. maki, inumaki and panda (plus gojo) already picked up that you caused him to be rather flustered.

the first time you two met was when yuta was first introduced to you. you had officially came back from your trip and his friends had wanted to throw you a party since they haven’t seen you in awhile. his friends often described you to be somewhat like a jellyfish, he was a tad bit confused by the wording but he understood when you walked into the classroom.

“welcome back, [name]!”

“kelp.”

you just had this look in your eyes when panda scooped you up and hugged you, the way one of your eyes closed when panda smushed your cheeks together and the small— and very unnoticeable — smile on your face when you realized you were missed made him blush.

“this is yuta, he’s new, so try not to overwhelm him. he’s delicate.” maybe when maki had said that, you started to treat him like some doll. always making sure your touches weren’t harming his already injured skin— and he could technically feel rika fuming — with the focused look on your face.

the one thing bugging him was the ring. were you already married or did you dedicate your life to someone else? although, he sounded awfully like a hypocrite right now. he was wearing the ring rika had given him.

“… what’re you thinking about?”

that was the first time he had heard you spoken in such a quiet, yet calm and alluring, tone towards him specifically. he was once told that you didn’t talk a lot and always kept to yourself, only allowing yourself to talk when on the battlefield.

he was shocked nonetheless, the tone of your face had caused him to jump a little and his cheeks to flare up. what should he say in this? should he tell the truth and ask if you were married? but you probably already figured that out by how hard he was staring at the ring.

“oh. um… are you married?” yuta asked timidly, averting his gaze to the ground, hearing the chair scrap and he’s wondering if the question was too insensitive. you only got up to dim the lights as a headache was starting to form before you sat back down infront of yuta.

you grabbed ahold of his cheek and turned to face it towards you, “are you?” you had shot the question back to him and let go of his cheeks, feeling his cheeks heat upon the hand on his cheek. yuta knew you were gesturing to the ring on his finger and he didn’t know how to respond.

he was married but at the same time he wasn’t, he’d seem unfaithful to rika but everytime you touched him, protected him, and now, talking to him, he blushed. and you had picked that up rather quickly.

you hummed, hands wrapping around the ring and looking down at your lap, “i was. he died though.” the way you said it so casually had caught him off guard, but your situation was similar to him aswell. yuta picked up the way your hand tightened around the ring as he stared down at his, fiddling it around his ring finger.

“the cursed spirit that’s always around you. what’s her name?” he looked back at you, blinking and suddenly, you just looked… too unrealistic? was that the right weird to describe you? “her name’s rika.” and you smiled. his heart started to pound against his rib cage when you held a soft smile, “you’d love her no matter what form, huh?”

he wondered if you were rika if she was a male and your sentence made sense to him. now, he wondered about your cursed spirit, “what about yours?” “yuta.” hearing his name come out your lips had him confused, were you trying to tell him that you didn’t wanna speak about it or—

“oh. oh!”

the cursed spirit was named yuta. you weren’t trying to call out his name, you were trying to tell him that the cursed spirt’s name was his name. you lightly smiled amusingly at his reactions, “i don’t think rika likes me very much… nor do i think yuta likes you.” it seemed that way. yuta could feel rika wanted to kill you and you could feel “yuta” glaring daggers at the boy infront of you.

turns out you two were the same.

you stood up from your chair before bending down to yuta’s height and placing a kiss on the corner of his lips. were you trying to die? did you want yuta to die?! no. honestly enough. like yuta, you would’ve loved your cursed spirit no matter the form aswell.

“i like you, yuta.” it was a simple confession yet yuta’s face blew up into red, hearing you walk away. “ah! w-wait!” he had grabbed your wrist and turned you around, wrapping his arms around you and buried his face into the crook of your neck before muttering words that made the tension from your shoulders to relax.

“i… i like you too, [name].” he pulled away and softly placed his lips onto yours. your hands reaching up to cradle his cheeks as yuta backed you up to a desk and helped you sit on top of it before going back to kissing you.

he was a good kisser considering the fact he has never kissed anyone before… well, technically, not a human being.

you pulled away, a string of saliva connecting the both of your lips until it disconnected when your hand was brought up to your mouth and oh, was that blush he saw? were blushing because of him? so cute.

“i don’t think they liked that very much..”

oh right!

[wonyourdreams]

Embrace

Yuta x Male reader (part 2 of this)

Genre: Smut, Fluff, slight angst

"Yeah?" he thrusted, earning a moan from you, "Ya like that?"

He was aggressive, you looked at the clock, 4:24 AM, you guys have been at it for almost two hours now

"Y-Yuta, p-please stop now" you begged, back arched, tears slightly dried, and sweat dripping everywhere

He pulled you in a hug, balls deep, he stopped moving but you can feel his cock twitching inside you as you melt into his embrace

"I really fucking missed you, I'm sorry for everything" he muttered as he kissed the space beneath your earlobe

Yuta doesn't know where all the courage of admitting his yearning for you came from but he knew in that moment he just wanted to be with you

Months after your break up, you stopped your entire Bitter, Avril Lavigne phase, losing the highlights and being more calm and at peace with the break up

Yuta on the other hand was happy you two broke up but the more you became ok with everything he started to feel like shit

He was happy that you were but he didn't like the fact that he couldn't find someone like you

You went out on dates with other guys, just simple dates, restaurants or street foods depending on where your date took you

Not like the first time you met Yuta it was full on sex, hot fucking, desire and satisfaction with each other's needs

But the change made you feel better, it was more healthy and cuter

Yuta on the other hand made out with everyone, anyone with a mouth, but he couldn't find what he was looking for, he couldn't find the satisfaction, he couldn't find the love, he couldn't find you, he wanted you

He had multiple attempts of one night stand which all failed because he couldn't find the same passion, lust, and love unlike when he makes out with you, you took care of him, you made him feel loved, and cared for

That's when it hit him, he had an outburst earlier that night at a bar because he wanted you

He saw how happy you were so he tried to stay away but after sips of liquor he found his way on your doorsteps

He was horny, he missed you, he wanted to be loved by you again and the oversized shirt you wore, that was owned by him did not help with self control

All he wanted was to talk but you in his shirt made him lose it, and not even wearing shorts just underwear

"Have your dates touched you?" Yuta asked as he bit your neck

You shook your head, "They're that weak into getting into you?" he said

He started grinding again, unlike before he didn't pull out he just moved his hips brushing your prostate against his dick

You started squirming and squealing, "Yuta, N-No", although you said that he knew you didn't want him to stop, so he continued

You missed this, him in you, balls deep, tight hug, and light kisses in your back

Yuta groaned and bit your shoulder, he stilled and shot his load in you, warm and thick, it was a lot

You on the other moaned and came just a few seconds before he did, "Fuck" your back arched but his hands still holding you

You slowly drifted off to sleep in Yuta's embrace, which the latter also started to lay down with you

He needed a few seconds, after that he cleaned you off and went back to cuddling you, blanket over both of you

Yuta knew what he did was wrong, but he wanted to explain to you and he'll try convincing you to get back with him once you return to your consciousness

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