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"bad idea" |🕯️vinsmoke sanji

character(s): vinsmoke sanji x m. reader

tags: (2.1K words), male! reader, smut, established relationship, toys, male orgasms, public nudity, exhibitionism, masturbation, teasing, switch! sanji, blowjob

synopsis: sanji’s not the type to turn down a challenge, but he didn’t expect how difficult his lover would make it for him to succeed.

a/n: this request was made by @princeasimdiya12, I hope you enjoy!

SANJI WAS ALWAYS UP FOR WHATEVER CHALLENGE YOU THREW AT HIM. With this being Sanji's first relationship with a man, he was always looking to you to show him new things to spice up your sex life together. It wasn't like you minded the dependence on ideas, though. With consideration of his boundaries, it allowed you to come up with some fun fantasies that could be pleasurable both ways. This new feat that you had plotting up in your head, though, was certainly one of your most devilish concoctions yet for Sanji, and it would surely take the cake.

"Good morning, my love! Why did you want to see me so early? Not that I mind, of course! It's always wonderful when you choose to grace me with your presence." Sanji's ramblings were cut short when you placed a chaste kiss upon the corner of his lips to silence him from waking up the rest of the crew. His lips tightened themselves, immediately hushing himself up from making any more noise. He shifted his mouth to where instead of your lips being to the sides of his mouth, you were placing a full kiss on top of his lips. Even after a full night's rest, the scent of cigarette smoke still lingered on his skin and tingled your nose slightly.

His blonde hair was disheveled, a great contrast to his usual, clean-cut attire (probably due to the first thing that he did was come to see you), and his nightclothes left little to the imagination, only consisting of some striped pajama pants and his exposed chest leaving little to the imagination for sinful thoughts to plague your mind; however, being patience would be the most rewarding thing.

Pulling away from his hungry touch, albeit rather unsatisfied, you turned your back to him and moved towards your dresser. "As much as I would like to indulge you as you are now, I have a fun little game I'd like you to play with me," Slipping your fingers into the crevice of the drawer, you pulled it open to reveal a few toys that you've acquired on the past islands you've visited. "I know you're not entirely unaware as to what these toys are, right?" Beckoning Sanji over with the curl of your finger, you displayed the variety of toys in your palms. You watched as he swallowed harshly on nothing as if he engulfed a large amount of water at once.

"Y-You're not wrong, but how did you get some of these...?" One of his curly brows rose in astonishment, a hand outreaching to the dick sleeve with a small vibrator attached to it. You felt your lips curl upward, a flush rising on your neck as you looked away from your boyfriend's inquisitive gaze. "That's a story I'll save for another time, b-but that's beside the point!" You swatted your hand in front of you as if you were trying to metaphorically shoo the embarrassing memory away.

"I wanted to simply test your endurance, see how long you can last with some slight... Disruptions throughout the entirety of the day." Rummaging through the rest of the small drawer, you pulled out the rest of the equipment that you had intended to use. A cock cage, a mask, lubricant, a pair of underwear, and as well as the pretty little gadget cradled in Sanji's hands. You watched Sanji's expression contour to one of hesitation, unsure how to respond to the whole array in front of him.

You frowned at his reaction. The last thing you wanted to do was make him uncomfortable, and you were quick to rush over to him to reassure the man. "Hey, I never want to make you feel pressured to do something. If you don't want to do anything, we don't have to." You gently cupped your hands over his, rubbing his knuckles in a comforting manner.

Sanji's eyes looked over yours to examine if there was any sign of disappointment in your expression, but ironically enough, it was a look full of adoration, a look that was powerful enough to turn him into putty in your hands. It was true, there was some stuff that he knew up there, but there was some stuff he didn't know either. In that curiosity, there was a twinge of anticipation to see what schemes were developing in that cute little head of yours. He pulled away from your touch, only to reach in his back pocket to reveal his cigarette box and his golden-encrusted lighter, the rubies glistening within the candle-lit room.

Bringing the tobacco stick up to his lips, he lit it at the end, causing a stream of smoke to appear before you. Sanji took a deep breath before he pursed his lips to let out the rest of the smoke. He was finally ready to ask, continuing the conversation that was delayed for an instance. "For how long?" Sanji question, causing the trance that you were in from watching his actions with great intensity to stop. "For as long as you were comfortable with doing it for. You know the safe word we have in case it becomes too much for you to handle."

He nodded his head, his eyes scrutinizing the toys placed on the dresser top behind you. His teeth grazed the plush side of the cigarette before he made a sound that could be considered a huff to your ears. "Do I get something out of it if I exceed your expectations?" You had already considered a wager for this question, figuring a reward should be in place for this. "If you can go without breaking on me from now until sunset, I'll let you do anything you want to me for a whole day." A smirk began to pull at the corners of his lips, the devious plans he had in store already beginning to arise in his head. It was going to most certainly be worth it, then.

Getting a taste of your own medicine was going to be a delicious sight, even better than the sea's finest cuisine plated in front of Sanji. To have the entirety of a day to devour you, no matter the pleas and babbles to fall from your lips is a thought that already makes his knees grow weak. The only thing in his way from such a blessing is your little challenge, a roadblock that he planned to demolish to seize for what he wanted, and he planned to succeed no matter what. "Alright, angel, let's see what you have in store for me."

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

THOUGH HIS CONFIDENCE ROARED WITH THE HIGH BELIEF OF HIS SUCCESS, THIS WAS FAR EASIER SAID THAN DONE FOR THE BLONDE MAN. Fulfilling tasks seemed much more tedious and harder to grind through with the immense ache in between his legs. Luffy and the others were highly demanding on this particular day out, despite it supposedly being a day of relaxation after a mass sweep of marines that charged in waves at the crew. The beachside was mainly empty for the most part, the people in the small town you all were residing in typically cowered away from the shores due to the fear of pirates raiding the area, thus making it a perfect spot for chilling.

At least, that was what he would have said if it wasn't for the constant vibrations changing and edging of his release. The buildup would be so delicious, the grunts and whines muffled by your undergarments keeping his mouth shut. Apart from him was grateful for it, absorbing the watering of his mouth that saliva would try to slip past his lips and down his chin. It was difficult for him to handle that stupid mosshead's pestering and insults that he couldn't come back with due to the fear of his makeshift gag being revealed to the crew. Sanji continued to act normal, or at least, as normal as he could act in his rather strange get-up. The black face mask that covered the bottom half of his face, sunglasses, and some baggier swim trunks to hide the cock cage that held his cock tightly.

He would say that he was grateful for you being there if it wasn't for your continuous teasing and sly taunts you would do in the visibility of others' gaze. It was starting to become overwhelming, his head becoming lightheaded and all sane thoughts clouded by the pulsing of his cock in his pants. He was overstimulated at this point, he couldn't recall how many times he had come close to coming, only for it to be taken away at this point, and all he wanted was to coat the inside of his undergarments in the translucent fluid. Sanji's muffled whines and grunts eventually managed to come through your once deaf and merciless ears when you finally excused the both of you away from the crew to have the chance of some "alone time".

Once the two of you arrived back on the ship and in the kitchen, you hurried to grab him some ice for his flushed face. Securing the cool baggie with a thin cloth, you handed it to him, and he muffled thanks in response. "You did much better than I expected, dear." You cooed, bending down in front of Sanji's knees to strip him from the rest of the clothing that he was currently wearing. That was when you saw the glorified mess that you made of cock throughout the entirety of the day. Cum coated the tip, a feverish red color appearing on the area as he whined softly even at the lightest of contact. Your gadgets were amped down and your hands tenderly began to unravel everything that was holding the set-up together. "Myghff lffmh... Phhulmh." His words were heavily muffled by the gag still pushed into his mouth, but you didn't need to hear his begging to understand what he wanted at that very moment; after all, it was the same thing you wanted to happen as well.

Your fingers grazed the small trail of body hair on his lower torso, down to the base where your hands glided past the base and down to his tightened balls. Carefully taking them into your hands, you watched as his whole body jerked, hands gripping down onto the sides of his chair. You were focused on the ministrations laid onto his body, each thoughtful maneuver with the intent to have more of a taste of his cum upon your tongue. Sanji's eyes peered down, and he swore that his breath was taken away by the sight of you. The way your mouth was wrapped around his cock as you bobbed back and forth at a rhythmed pace caused his thighs to clench around your head. "Hmm? You wanna cum for me, pretty boy?" You questioned, saliva layering on top of his twitching cock, clearly aggravated from the sudden stop. The blonde-haired male nodded quickly, hoping that his desperateness would be enough to please you. You patted the inside of his thighs lightly as if you were contemplating if he deserved it or not.

"You should know better, Sanji. Closed mouths don't get fed, you know." Oh, so you were going to make him beg, drive him to that breaking point where he couldn't handle even the lightest of touches due to his high sensitivity? Sure, Sanji wanted to be stubborn, but how much longer could he last? Your ministrations were cruel, and he knew that you wouldn't bother stopping until you got what you wanted, even if it left you unsatisfied in the end. You pressed light kisses on his tip, looking at him through your eyelashes coyly with a cocky grin upon your face. The pulling away caused him to groan out through his gag, his head tipping back with tears brimming the corners of his eyes as he exclaimed, "L-Lmmph mmph cmmhh!"

You chuckled triumphantly, putting all your efforts into making his release as best as possible. Your lips latched onto his tip, tongue swirling around the sensitive tip as you used your hand to massage his balls in a much more firm manner. Sanji's speech became far more incoherent than they already word, hinting at the notion that if. you didn't pull away, he was going to come down your throat. That fact only egged you on, bringing him further into your mouth and down to your throat, despite wanting to choke at the sudden intrusion. The sounds you were making trying to take him in mixed with the sensual touches brought him over the end as he bucked his groin further into your mouth as his cum shot down your throat. A hum vibrated from you, causing a slight shiver to come from Sanji as you moved away from him, wiping the corners of your lips.

"Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?"

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fleurbeds · 3 years ago

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yeah so my wheelchair broke on me this morning 😌

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everything I want | roronoa zoro

pairing: roronoa zoro x gn! reader

word count: 1.4K

warning(s): a little angst w/ fluff at end! (little bit of spoilers for timeskip!)

summary: sometimes you never really know what you’ve lost until it’s gone.

Zoro wasn’t the type of man to worry over minuscule things-- the opinions of others, especially. Zoro thought it was a waste of time fixating on how he should maintain his hair or the type of clothes he should wear around others. He also had no particular interest in how people perceived his personality, whether he left a good impression or a bad one. It didn’t matter in the grand visage of what his future would entail for him. That is until you came into the picture. Sure, you two have been abord the same ship for a long period, spending the nights drinking and sharing wistful thoughts of what awaited you after the treacherous journey on the sea, but it was only when he was away from you, that he began to wonder what you thought of him.

Drinking during the lonesome nights in a large manor left him restless, with a lot of reflection to ponder on about himself, along with the people who he resided with on the crew. He missed all of the Straw Hats (even curly brows-) a great amount, every unique bond held with each crewmate was something that made a twinge of happiness leap in his chest followed by a somber undertone.

But you?

You made his heart flutter lightly, leaving him to reminisce over the way your eyes would practically shimmer whenever your face would be cascaded by the moonlight. The way your fingers danced on top of the wooden structure of the bird’s nest whenever your words would slowly drift away when you were done rambling about something random. He especially could recall how you would slump progressively to his side up until the point where you would be depending on him to keep your body afloat. He never did let you sink-- no, there would be a moment where the initial shock and bashfulness would loom over before he would carefully place you next to his side, draping the thin blanket over you both before Zoro would doze off as well.

That’s how most nights would typically be shared. A cycle that he had become rather accustomed to, and would even go as far to say he liked. Zoro simply didn’t imagine how much he cherished the alone time until it vanished right before his eyes. Sleeping became harder throughout the two years spent apart. There were countless times when the only thought that could bring him to sleep was memories of that soft moonlight glow, the strong, stiff alcohol that was only on the Sunny, and you, simply being by his side. Your name would slip past his lips, light and airy before his mind would finally allow him to succumb to the slumber his body desperately craved. It was strange for Zoro in the face of confrontation with something he couldn’t fight physically, more so being an internal battle of feelings that was hard for him to grasp.

He didn’t understand this awakening, along with the trials that were streamed along with it. Zoro, even while training, would have slivers of moments where his mind would flicker back to you, asking questions that had no definite answers to.

How many worlds apart were you from him?

Did you even get the message from Luffy?

Do you think about him the way he does about you?

It was always an open-ended question with only the scenarios that he created in his mind as answers. They were satisfying enough for him, though. Imagine you residing on an island by the beachside (remembering what your favorite place to be was from a prior conversation), training off and on, while reading the newspapers that crossed your path. The most important in those little fantasies was that you were safe, you were okay. He hoped everybody saw the world-changing news, along with Luffy’s special memo to them and them alone. Zoro supposed he would simply have to be patient, and that was hard enough to stomach because Roronoa Zoro simply wasn’t a patient man.

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Two years is most certainly a long period, but it felt more draining to Zoro than anything. His hard efforts were most certainly showing though with a bulkier physique from before, green tufts of hair still kept short and tamed. His tan skin had lightened slightly due to the environment in which he was staying, but one of the most noticeable changes in features was the new scar etched over his left eye. When he thought about his appearance, it wasn’t something that bothered him all that much. It was strange though when his mind drifted and when he was standing all alone on the Thousand Sunny’s dock, he thought about you. He wondered what you’d do when you first saw him.

Would you run up to him, arms stretched out wide?

Would you still offer him a large smile, eyes bright and eager?

Even with how he looks now?

Thoughts like that were low of him to assume of you, but two years can change a person a lot, even if he didn’t want to believe you would act so shallow. The time he spent walking around aimlessly was short spent when he crossed paths with an individual with all too familiar [e/c] eyes that glowed even within the day, outmatching even the Sun. It was you, in all your glory. There was nothing that could beat the joy that fueled his heart to beat faster when he saw you, and the way you looked at him. It was pure relief like a weight was lifted from your chest when you saw him alive and well. The worry of you showing him any judgment was quickly relinquished when he felt you embrace him, bringing his body closer to yours.

“Time really does fly by, huh?” Was the first thing you said, an airy laugh slipping past your lips as you guided his head to the crook of your neck. Zoro’s arms retracted from his sides to hold you tightly against him, following your gentle maneuvers without hesitation. “You look good. I would say you’re paler than I remember, though.” You commented, hands brushing against the backside of his neck. He chuckled, lifting his head to look at your face. You’ve definitely grown too, in more ways than one. It was clear that you’ve been taking care of your body while being separated, from the muscle definition that could visually be seen. Despite all the bodily changes you’ve experienced, you were still you, and he missed you more than you’ll ever know. Even though the words weren’t openly exchanged, he hoped that the way that his hands clutched onto your new attire was enough to get through to you the way he felt.

Maybe someday, he’ll be able to express everything the way he wants to, but for now, this is enough.

#one piece #One Piece fic #One Piece headcanons #zoro #op zoro #ronoroa zoro #zoro x you #zoro x reader #ronoroa zoro x reader #one piece x reader #straw hat pirates #x reader #happy pride 🌈#im back

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I could've gone the rest of my night not knowing this, but here we are-

Don't think about

don't think about Alador not knowing where any of his kids are

don't think about Edric and Emira gripping onto each other as their world falls apart around them with no idea where the rest of their family is, if they're even safe

don't think about the fact they might not even be together

don't think about Darius feeling the pain of the draining spell but all he can think about is the sixteen-year-old kid he cares about despite himself feeling the same pain

don't think about all the other children with coven sigils, in so so much pain as the man everyone trusts betrays them

don't think of Gus' dad learning no one knows where his twelve-year-old son is

don't think of people running for cover as their world falls apart and rebuilds around them

don't think about the ones who couldn't get away in time

don't think of King, so young and so scared, alone with the collector

don't think about Willow's dads patiently waiting for their daughter to come home and their bone-deep grief when she doesn't

don't think about the twins screaming and wailing when Alador tells them he doesn't know where Amity is and the last time he saw her, she was going to fight Belos, the most dangerous man on the Isle

don't think about Eda realizing that despite her best efforts in the end she couldn't protect either of her kids

don't think about Eda reuniting with Lilith and both of their faces falling realizing the other doesn't have the kids

don't think about Camila opening the doors and being so relieved to see her daughter but so worried when she sees how tired and sad all the kids huddled together at her front door are

don't think about the kids quietly but surely patching each other up, older and much more exhausted than they should be

don't think about the fact none of them are going to be to get a good night's sleep for a while

don't think about the kids huddled together mourning people that may be alive because they just don't know

#the owl house #toh #the owl house spoilers

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I admit that when Luffy said it, Sabo and I laughed. But we won’t let anyone else laugh at it, because we believe in him. We really think he can do it, so…

I won’t laugh.

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wait because I love every one of these scenarios so much, they're all so cute! ♡

anon asked: So many writers gathered at one place for a short time? That is so cool 😎 😎 😎 I hope you're having fun with this. I've enjoyed the few stories so far and I can't wait to see more. Which leads me to my request. May I pls ask for how Kiku, Denjiro and Yamato would react when they are traveling with their friend and at the hotel they find out it's not a room with two beds, but a queen size bed and there aren't any other rooms aviable? Thank you 😘 💖 Oh and here are some cookies for all of you 🍪 🍪 🍪

a/n: written by Lale (@childofblackmaria) <3 i loved this request because i'm down so bad for all three of them and also because all three of them are so TALL (Yamato being the smallest with a height of 263 cm) and imagining them trying to squeeze into a regual queen size bed... i giggled. guess queen size beds in the OP world are a big bigger, at least that's what i imagined while writing. thank you for the fun request and i hope you enjoy reading!

word count: 1.1k

🤍 there was only one bed w/ Kiku, Denjiro & Yamato + gn!reader

Kiku

Kiku and you actually don’t mind the bed situation, but almost get into a fight because both of you insist that the other one takes the bed

you give in when she draws her sword (no questions were asked why she is bringing her sword on a regular road trip, you just roll with it) and threatens you to take the damn bed

her smile is sweet but her eyes definitely say murder

you flop down on the bed and pat next to you, inviting her to join you

“see? there’s actually plenty of space for both of us. the blanket seems rather small though, so if you don’t mind some cuddling at night…”

she doesn’t, moreover, she initiates it

at first you freeze when she wraps her arms around you from behind, spooning you, then you let yourself sink deeper into her hug, enjoying the comfort of her warmth

you can’t fully relax though because whenever you close your eyes, you see the face of her brother, threatening you with a gun because how dare you touch his perfect little sister

your therapist will definitely hear about this

but for now you’re happy, turning around so you can look into her beautiful eyes in the dim bedroom light

you cup her face, your thumb brushing the soft skin of her cheeks as she smiles, a smile so pretty it feels like a stake straight through your heart

wow, you really are in love huh? why else would there be so many butterflies all of sudden? why does being in her arms feel the safest you have been?

the two of you have some soft and sweet pillow talk, too giggly to fall asleep, spilling secrets in the dark

only when you run out of words, you both scoot closer and closer, subtle but enough so your lips can find each other, sweet kisses fluttering all over your face, whispered confessions in your open mouth until the morning comes and you walk hand in hand out of that fateful hotel room

Denjiro

“oh well. you can have the bed, i don’t sleep that much during the night anyway.”

which is in fact, true. he naps often and everywhere because he’s usually up all night, robbing the rich and causing arson

tonight is no exception, just a little different from his usual shenanigans

Denjiro would probably bargain with the owners of the hotel first to get you both a big discount on the room since it’s not what you booked

you can hear him going full “i want to speak the manager” on the poor staff downstairs

he’ll come back in the room with a big grin and a bag full of cold hard cash, his fox eyes looking feisty

“let’s party”

he encourages you to go wild on the room service, ordering everything your heart desires as long as you get him some sake too

you still end up in the same bed together, watching reality tv shows all night while feeding each other the most delicious stuff the room service carried in on a dozen silver tablets

cuddled up against him, you can’t help but think that maybe sharing a bed with him isn’t that bad…?

and judging from the way he holds you close, dozing off every now and then, Denjiro seems to be comfortable too

you snuggle closer against him when he pulls you into his lap, your head resting against his broad chest, his arms wrapped around you

“want to order some dessert, too?”

his voice is close to your ear, sending warm shivers down your spine

you tilt your head back to look him in the eyes, returning the wide smile as you reach for his long blue hair that’s falling over his shoulders

“i think there’s something sweet in the room already that i want to taste…”

yes you kiss <3

Yamato

you both stand in front of the queen sized bed, hands on the hips as you both shrug at each other

you’re friends, right? no big deal sharing the same bed, friends do that all the time

still, you can’t deny that your heart is skipping a few beats by the thought of it

Yamato initiates a pillow fight when he notices the slight tension and accidentally knocks you out when a pillow hits you directly in the face

quickly grabs your soul leaving your body and stuffs it right back in

when you regain your consciousness again, Yamato is leaning over you, carefully dabbing your face with a cold towel, his worried face brightening up when he sees your eyes fluttering open again

he apologizes a thousand times on his knees (poor boy sometimes forgets how strong he is) and begs for forgiveness

he even offers to sleep in the bathtub tonight to make up for it, so you can enjoy the bed all for yourself

you can’t help but giggle from the thought of Yamato trying to fit all his long limbs into the tiny tub and you can see the relief on his face when he realizes that you’re not mad at him

“i accept your apology. to make up for it, you could let me lay in your lap and run your fingers through my hair…?”

guess three seconds of feeling brave really pay off because Yamato is so fast to jump into bed with you, building a tiny fort of pillows around you both before he pats into his lap, gesturing you to lay down

if you could purr, you would right now because Yamato’s fingers make you feel things

you’re chatting about all the things you want to do on your vacation but you can’t fully concentrate on the conversation because your heart is drumming so loud in your chest, you fear it might just jump out

only when you suggest to switch positions so you can pet Yamato too, your faces are coming awfully close to each other, your hands touching, and just like that the last remaining inch between your lips is gone as you sink into a deep kiss that takes your breath away

every time people ask how you two got together, the story will start with a “and there was only one bed”

#one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #one piece imagine #one piece fluff

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Cursed Shoes for the Straw Hats

Jandals for the Jorts Boi

Thats it. Just a marrige of his Sandals and Jorts. I dont think more is needed here.

The Hobbo lit has One Pair of Shoes

That ask that said Zoro's soles worn out about two islands ago is right and gets what im talking about here

Early 2000 would

So, Nami has an impecable fashion sense but i think this could've feature in some movie from that cursed era.

Cursed yes, but always hip

For Usopp my boy, he tries to do the best out of this situation but still cursed af. This are a real shoe btw, nike sold those

Here comes the Bad Fashion Defending Champion

We know Sanji would wear the toes shoes and also prob would wear socks with flip flop, why not double the stakes

Cursed but has Good Intentions

They are fun, and bright and oh so horrible. Still i think Chopper would enjoy to be tall

For our Dark humor Queen

A simple elegant shoe with a lot of tiny haunting dolls? Robin would get a kick out of these and prob make up stories to scare Usopp

Weird Shoes for a Weird Man

He would. I have no dount in my mind Franky would. And probably the spurs have secret weapons or laser or something bc ofc he made them himself

Soul King gets Funky

This are so quirky and strange?? I think Brook would actually get away with wearing this bc he is also kinda like that. I mean you put this with a top hat-crown and a feathered boa and it makes sense. Still i find them pretty cursed, i dont trust the fake fish

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I just thought that this was something that we should acknowledge a bit! ♡

saw this on twitter rn, if you ever feel discouraged about writing fanfiction, read this again

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the ASL brothers’ powers being related to fire/light can be something so personal

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no because why is this so true???

me rereading my own writing: this bitch fucking loves commas

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𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 | Okkotsu Yuuta

paring: okkotsu yuuta x gn!reader

word count: 1.8K

warning: lots of fluff, comfort, friends to lovers, love confessions, first kisses

summary: it’s hard falling in love with someone who feels so close, yet so far away.

𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚, 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗤𝗨𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗢 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗭𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗬𝗨𝗨𝗧𝗔 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗟𝗬 𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗔𝗙𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗣𝗛𝗬𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟 𝗧𝗢𝗨𝗖𝗛. You figured that it was due to the lack of it when his past lover, Rika Orimoto, was protecting him like a curse, but it greatly affected your dynamic with Yuuta in the present.

Whenever you walked side by side together, his pinkie finger would lightly link with yours, or after a battle, body drained from immense fatigue, Yuuta would lean into your arms, melting from the warmth that your body radiated. There would even be moments where it was more intimate, whenever he expressed doubt in himself and you would grab the sides of his face to dismantle any negative perceptions he held for himself and his abilities. The way his misty eyes would brighten into a mesmerizing blue that you’d find your gaze falling into an unhealthy amount of times.

All of this would be fine-- if you two were a couple, that is. His demand, longing, to feel the presence of another via touching made it practically impossible for you to not develop more than just a platonic love for your best friend. It felt as though you were lovers, feeling the coolness of his body contrast with the heat of yours somehow giving the ideal balance that only you two seemed to share with only one another.

It wasn’t just a physical sensation, it was the trust from all the experiences that the two of you had to the point where you became his permanent support partner (to which Panda still gushes and suggestively remarks about to this day). You enjoyed his company, the long talks that the two of you shared at the lowest of nights in the form of whispers that were meant for only your and his ears alone. The highs were just as pleasant too. The praises that would be melodically sung during victories never failed to make you bashful from his recognition.

Part of you blamed Yuuta for the way he had you feeling; after all, what right did it give him to make you turn into putty whenever you see him?

Why was he so needy, craving your touch constantly to the point where it became a hindrance to your friendship?

Why was it only you who he turned to, depended on for a resolve?

There were times for those questions to intrude your thoughts, haunting you for days on end; however, a post-battle meal was not one of those instances. “Man, after all that food, I’m stuffed!” You whistled, rubbing your swollen stomach gently. Yuuta chuckled at your antics, picking up the leftovers into the styrofoam containers. “It’s understandable. You definitely made me want to eat everything you picked.” Poking his forehead lightly, you stated, “You could’ve just asked me to try off of my plate rather than ordering more to-go.” Yuuta smiled sheepishly at your offer, dismissing your worries by saying how you both can share the rest in your hotel room.

You grimaced at his selfless nature. Constantly, he was always putting others before his own wants and needs. It always bothered you, never really knowing if he was being honest in regards to his interests or just what thoughts went through his mind in general. The thought didn’t return to you until the two of you were in your shared hotel room, the single queen-size bed beckoning you to lay in its plush comforters.

“One bed again?” You pointed out, eyes focused on the piece of furniture that took up the majority of space in the quaint, little room. “I-Is that an issue? I can sleep on the pullout-” “I don’t mind, Yuuta. I just didn’t know that it was going to be an ongoing sleep placement for the two of us, is all.” A little while ago, it was first a mishappening with assigned rooms that ended up with the both of you in a similar situation (that time being unintentional).

Yuuta was quick to forfeit the bed, offering to lay on the floor with a mere blanket and pillow, but that was the last thing that you were going to let happen. He already had trouble sleeping, and his discomfort being another contributing factor would simply be cruel. You were the one that ended up suggesting that the two of you shared a bed. With the two of you nestled up against each other due to the much smaller bed, the both of you ended up pillow talking.

With his minty breath filling your nose, the proximity that you two typically had during the day was restricted to nothing. The first time, he was the one holding you, but he quickly found out that his preference strongly went more towards being the little spoon instead. Everything was still in these moments, merely basking in the comforting touch on someone that you could always confide in, the only person that you only really had on these ventures.

“[Y/N], are you almost done with your shower yet?” Yuuta questioned, his knocks on the door snapping you out of your recollections. The water was warm, rushing down your face and soothing whatever scrapes and bruises that may have been obtained during battle. “Almost...!” You replied, reaching over to turn off the showerhead, stepping out of the space to snuggly wrap a towel around your body. The warm fog that surfaced the area was fast to disappear when you opened the bathroom door to retrieve your clothes.

“[Y/N], there you-- oh.” Yuuta’s voice faltered at your appearance, water droplets sticking onto your skin and your partial nudity taking him aback. “Hm? Do you need something?” It wasn’t unintentional, being completely unaware of his flustered state. It wasn’t the first time that he saw you in a towel, usually going to fetch your clothes to change in a secluded corner of the room while he went about his own activities, so when did it become so different for him?

It seemed as though he realized your puzzled expression and the fact that he was staring a little longer than anticipated, causing his pale cheeks to flush. “S-Sorry, it’s nothing.” Shrugging off his weird behavior, you decided that it was best to return to the bathroom this time to change into your nightly attire. When finished, you came back to see Yuuta sitting on the edge of the bed. “My body feels so exhausted,” You yawned, stretching your limbs to alleviate the soreness in your muscles.

“Are you feeling okay, Yuuta?” The mentioning of his name gained his attention, his head moving upwards to face you. “Oh yeah, I’m feeling great,” With the way, he said it with a drained smiled and closed eyes contrasted with his exasperated tone and the harsh bags under his eyes. “I’m just glad we don’t have another mission tomorrow since we completed this one early.” At least this part was honest, and you found yourself eagerly nodding alongside him. “We’ll finally be able to sleep in again after weeks!” You chirped, slinging an arm around his shoulder.

A light flinch of his shoulders was felt under your sudden touch but was quick to sink into your side hug. A heaved breath and a prolonged exhale through his nose occurred, seemingly one of the ways that you could tell something was eating away at his mind. “You know, you don’t need to lie to me about how you’re feeling,” You began, a hand moving over to the side of his face to lift it from his hanging position to face you. “I’m here for you, okay? I’m not just your partner in battle, you know!” His droopy eyes finally came to stare at you, taking in everything that you were saying.

When it all seemed to register was when Yuuta started to talk. “I want to move on from Rika, a-and I don’t mean by leaving her like a memory in the dust but...!” Well, it was more like rambling, but the distress that he was having in conveying his thoughts was clear. His hands began to tremble in his lap, causing you to retract your arms from around him to clasp your hands around his own. The way he always talked about her was passionate, but this time, it seemed as though he struggled to do so. It was nervous and frantic like he was pouring his heart out to you.

“Things are changing, and so is how I feel about Rika,” His hands escaped your hold to allow his to be able to hold yours instead. “And you especially...” You felt your chest bubble from his proclamation, waiting to hear the rest of it. “Rika was my first love, and although I’ll always hold her dear to me, the love I’ve been feeling has been growing is not because of Rika, it’s been for you, [Y/N].” You couldn’t fathom this being real, your feelings being reciprocated by the one you’ve been longing for ages to be with.

His face leaned in closer to yours, one hand gently grazing your face. The confidence in confession was earnest and intimate, heart swelling with the mere thought of where this was leading to. He didn’t make you wait any longer than you needed to. He gave you a nervous glance from your eyes to your lips, almost as if he was asking permission to kiss you. You shyly nodded, feeling your eyes flutter shut when you felt his lips chastely press against your own.

The inexperience was present, but he made up for it with the energy and emotion that he put into the action. That alone was enough for you to feel what he couldn’t convey into words. You scooted your body closer to his, moving deeper into the kiss. Yuuta was quick to pick up on your likes and dislikes, noticing the way that you hummed in satisfaction when his fingers drew you in by the neck closer to him. It was so sweet and tender with his efforts, trying his best to please you with what he knew.

By the time Yuuta backed away from you, he left you light-headed with a yearning for him to kiss you again. An airy laugh slipped past his lips, pressing his forehead against your own before he went in again, the feeling of your soft lips becoming something addictive to feel, to touch. His first kiss was everything that he wanted and more, with the one person he wanted to share it with most.

It was scary taking that first step in moving on, the beginning of loving someone new, but Yuuta was ready because he knew that despite all the hardships and challenges that would occur in the future, you’d be there to help him get through it all.

➸ (A/N): Jujutsu Kaisen 0 was such a good movie, and I really loved seeing Yuuta on the big screen, and I simply wanted to write a comfort fic for him! He truly deserves so much love! (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡

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