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despairots · 6 months

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#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!

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imraespace · 4 months

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15: THE DATE

YUUTA X READER

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Yesterday's events tucked itself way back in your mind as it was now focused on the show that was currently playing on your screen.

It's not like you forgot about it, you just ignored it. It was better that way to distract yourself than to hold onto it.

But all good things always comes go an end when you got a certain phone call from your dear cousin.

Sadly, you paused your show and answered the call.

"Hello, Y/N?"

"Yeah..?"

"First of all, why are you ignoring my messages I understand Megumi."

"No reason, I just wasn't feeling to scroll through the messages, is this why you called?"

"No.. also that excuse doesn't cut it but whatever.. I want you to meet up with me by the internet cafe nearby."

"..Why?"

"Just come."

"When?"

"Now, I know you're not doing anything."

"Okay fine.."

You hung up the call, removing yourself off your bed and began to get dressed.

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Impatiently, a certain pink haired male sat himself at a seat in the cafe, waiting for his friends to "arrive".

Apparently they told him that they would be late but this late? He was almost close to leaving until he saw you slowly entered the place.

He saw that you looked around before checking your phone, emotions changed from confusion to annoyance real quick.

You took one last glance around before landing on the same boy who's looking right back at you.

Your face lit up as you made your way towards him.

"I didn't know you were coming." Yuji started.

"Same goes for you, Maki just told me to get dressed and meet up with her here." You replied.

Yuji held a confused look on his face.

"Nobara and Megumi told me the same thing, yet there aren't here. Obviously."

You both stared at each other for a bit until you spoke up.

"Was this a set up?"

"Don't know but we can hang out I guess." Yuji said.

You both did as he said, played games and enjoyed yourself.

You won't lie but today was the most you've smiled for this week, of course a certain group in the distance noticed.

"Aw she looks so cute." -Nobara

"Maybe we should spy on them.." -Yuuta

"Where's the fun in that?" -Inumaki

"They are indeed cute! Yuuta we should go on a date tomorrow!" -Rika..?

"You all look stupid in that bush get out." -Megumi

Maki, Megumi and Yuuta stared at the trio who was "hidden" in a bush staring at the duo inside the Cafe.

"I agree with Megumi, bugs can crawl up on you if you stay there." Yuuta said.

Rika smiled at him, rising from the bushes and made her way towards him, wrapping her arms around his right arm.

"Bugs..?" Nobara mumbled as she came out from the bushes, dusting herself off and checking for bugs.

Megumi sighed at the bunch, staring at you both until he realized that both you and Yuji are leaving.

"Look.." He started as they all began to focus on you both.

"Where are they heading to?" Nobara asked.

"Obviously we won't know." Inumaki answered back, causing Nobara to glared at him.

"Shut up and follow them if you want to find out." Megumi told them as he began walking, as they all followed behind.

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"What should we do now?" Yuji asked, looking at the persons passing by.

"I don't know, maybe we should head back to our dorms. If you want to we can uh video call and do.. something?" You answered him.

He laughed a bit at your idea, but not in a mean way.

"Sounds great but let's go to my dorm first and watch a movie."

"What movie?"

"Human earthworm 4."

"What."

He smiled.

"You're gonna find out soon!" He excitedly said as he sped up his walking while you followed behind.

But sadly, you both were stopped.

You stopped actually.

You oddly felt eyes on you and out of the corner of your eye, you always saw a group walking nearby.

So you stopped. Causing Yuji to stop as well.

You turned your head slightly to look at the group but they were gone. Kind of, they ran in different directions. Actually, some were gone while two stayed.

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After Megumi shut the duo up and began walking, they all walked behind him while their eyes were focused on both you and Yuji.

But suddenly you stopped, causing them to stop.

"Did she notice us?" Inumaki asked.

Nobara, getting ready to run in some other direction mumbled random words as they all saw you slowly turn your head in their direction, scattering like a bunch of bugs some laughing, some screaming, two wondering why they are here while one held on tightly on the boy she was holding to give him a small kiss on his cheek. Why though?

He wanted to know why. Yuuta was confused as to why Rika stopped him from following the group, yet alone kiss him randomly. She was smiling as if she was proud of something, then finally tugging his arm as she ran, with him following behind.

And sadly, you saw it all. You know she knew. She always knew about your crush on him so she showed that she owns him and that you didn't.

Maybe that's why she wanted to be your "friend" and messaged you, showing off the things she achieved that you didn't and could never get.

And maybe that's why she left the scene with a big smile on her face while you were left with a deep frown and of course a broken heart.

But atleast you had your friend there, holding onto your hand, carrying back to his dorm.

Ignoring yesterday's events didn't help, it found itself back to the present as you, again, rest your head in his shoulder as he let you cried all you wanted in his dorm.

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note: this was such a cute chapter ngl i think i killed it

next chapter may be out later today if I'm feeling a bit nice and jolly yk!!

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dumbkiri · 2 months

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𝐎𝐡, 𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 3

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ: ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛʏᴀʀᴅ ꜱQᴜᴀʙʙʟᴇ

Gojo Satoru x Fem!Reader

Astra’s face scrunched up as a group of teenagers wearing the same uniforms plus a child walked up to her. She had to contain her smile from seeing how much Megumi had grown. His bored face remained the same even as a child, yet when Lady [Name] came into his life, he brightened up tremendously. Her Lady stands correct about how strong Megumi is getting. His loyal shikigami dogs stood by his side posing defensively, warning the older men around his group not to come near.

She cleared her throat and ignored the murmurs of the other prospects. Then she asked the group with a neutral expression, “Where is the prospect?”

The female of the group spoke up for her friends, “The idiot is out on a mission. We are his stand-ins, so you gonna take us to [Name]-sensei or what?”

“Maki, manners,” The most timid teenager Astra ever laid her eyes on warned the girl sheepishly. His closed eye smile was not the brightest one she witnessed. A strange and evil presence surrounded this boy. It made Astra give him a weird look and she held her hand out, “The four of you can go, but the boy stays here.”

Panda walked ahead of the group and patted his paw on Megumi’s head, “I’m sure you know who Megumi is. He’s basically the adopted child of your Lady.”

Astra scoffed and shook her head, “I wasn’t talking about Megumi, I was referring to him.” She gestured with an open palm at Yuta who began to shake in his spot. He didn’t want to be left alone out here. All of these men wanted him dead!

Maki blocked the line of sight Astra had on Yuta and turned her nose up at the older woman. “He comes with us or else I’ll let [Name]-sensei know how much trouble you’re giving us.”

Astra blinked once and stayed rooted in her place, snidely she said, “You’re more the welcome to accompany him. He stays here and the rest of you can follow me or you all stay here and I’ll lead Megumi to Lady [Name].”

“What is taking so long, Astra?” Tadashi walked in the courtyard giving the female a look of mild confusion. Then his mismatched eyes landed on the group of kids and he found himself left in a state of shock. His head tilted to the left and he asked them, “Gojo gifted [Name] a pile of dirt?”

The students nodded their heads simultaneously and Tadashi let out a sigh of relief. His hand moved to the side to let them walk towards the estate, “Well then, come on. You are worrying her more by keeping her waiting.”

“But sir,” Astra protested and walked up to the tall male. She looked at Yuta wearily and whispered in Tadashi’s ear with her hand covering her mouth, “That kid has an evil presence inside him. It stirs with rage.”

Tadashi knew what worried Astra and he gave her a reassuring pat on the small of her back, “Thank you for your concern, Astra. But Lady [Name] can put that cursed being under her thumb. Yuta knows better, right?” Tadashi directed his question at the shy boy and Yuta agreed.

“Of-of course, Rika had a rude awakening the first time she met [Name]-sensei.”

Yuta awkwardly scratched the back of his head when Megumi glared at him. His question made Yuta very uncomfortable.

“Did your cursed spirit try killing my mom?” The little boy asked and Yuta sputtered out a quick response. If his new friends saw him get beat up by Megumi, they wouldn’t let him live without mentioning it from time to time. Yuta decided to tell a white lie. What Megumi doesn’t know won’t hurt him!

“What? Of course not! Gojo-sensei would..you know…kill me? Or something?” Yuta can feel himself digging a deeper grave for himself. Even he questioned himself the more he talked.

It didn’t help that his friends told Megumi the truth.

Panda huffed ready to tell an exaggerated story, but Maki beat him to it, her lips curling into an evil grin, “Nah, Rika definitely challenged [Name]-sensei. Poor woman almost had a heart attack.”

Panda hummed with an eager nod.

“Megumi, she had [Name]-sensei this close,” Maki pinched her fingers together then showed the boy a tiny gap to emphasize how bad the situation was , “-to crying her heart out.”

Icing on the cake. Or more like a knife to his throat, Yuta would describe it. The way Megumi stiffened up made his dogs guard him ten times harder. Their mouths opened up to let out animalistic growls rumble in their throats.

Fearing for his life, Yuta pleaded with his eyes for his classmate to tell the honest truth, “T-that’s not true! Maki, how can you-”

“Wow, I haven’t seen Megumi like this since I told him as a joke that [Name] loves me more than him.”

Everyone turned their heads and their eyes relaxed seeing the man of the hour.

Gojo raised his hand up and waved at them with a cheeky smile, “Yo! Who did this to little Megumi? You know [Name] is going to blame me for putting him in this mood. I hate when she gets mad at me.”

“Ah, finally,” Tadashi welcomed Gojo and bowed his head, “You may all go into the estate. She's been waiting in the room, it's the same one as last time.” The loyal family member tried to hurry this along because he knew that the longer you waited, the regret of choosing a pile of dirt would hit you.

The students took a step forward, but they were stopped when Gojo reached his arm out to them. He looked down at their confusion and he shook his head, “You all stay back and keep watch over one another. I’m going in there by myself, after all this is a marriage between your teachers. Give me a little more time to speak to her then I will let Tadashi know to bring you in for a celebration, okay?”

Gojo stood tall and with a serious look on his face. His students rarely saw this side of him and it gave them a little more hope for this new relationship. He may have gifted her a pile of dirt, but her happiness remained on his mind this entire time. He knew that the gift, even though frowned upon by them, would catch your attention because he knew you the most.

“Alright, but don’t take too long,” Maki crossed her arms over her chest, “I don’t know how much longer I can stand out here. Seeing these old guys eyeing us like we’re a plague.”

Gojo hummed and gave them a peace sign, “Five minutes! I promise!” He disappeared within a blink of an eye and Maki looked back at the boys. A rare and relieved smile appeared on her face as she told them, “I know he’s an idiot, but I am so happy that this worked in their favor. [Name]-sensei is really going to marry him.”

“I remember when he declared to us that we didn’t have to worry because everything would work out. Who knew he would be right?” Panda asked.

“Tuna tuna,” Inumaki gestured with a nod of his head, his steel eyes focusing on Megumi’s body. The boy crossed his arms over his chest and didn’t say a word of agreement. His dark blue eyes focusing on the garden he would find his adoptive mother hanging out when he would visit. He could picture the genuine smile on her face, remember her kind words and warm hugs full of love.

His heart skipped a beat and Megumi scoffed, mumbling under his breath, “I want to see her now.”

Yuta jumped up next to Megumi and gave the boy a thumbs up, “Just five more minutes, Megumi! Then you can see her! It shouldn’t be…” Yuta drew out the word and stopped talking when Megumi gave him a side glance.

“You think I forgot about you trying to kill my mom?”

Yuta sweatdropped and smacked the back of his head with a bow, “Forget I said anything!”

“Oi, brats!”

The group of students and Megumi looked over their shoulders to see Naoya Zen’in began walking over to them with a scowl on his face. His hands balled up and one eyebrow twitched in irritation.

“I have a question for you to answer and you better answer carefully.”

…….

Patient.

Worried.

Nervous.

These three emotions consumed your very being, the essence of your soul drowned in the deep depths of negativity. Five minutes have passed with no show from the prospect who had given you a pile of dirt. Stumped by the behavior of this unknown man, you turned to Tadashi who stood loyally by your side.

“Please, Tadashi, ease my suffering and hurry Astra along. It should not take two people to announce the chosen one, don’t you think?”

“At once,” He bowed his head and walked out of the room swiftly.

Silence engulfed the room again and it left you uneasy. Your eyes drooped as you mulled over your anxiety. This man appeared questionable, so much so that you began to regret picking the pile of dirt.

“The prospects, all of them have money, the gifts were very beautiful. Extravagant even and I chose a pile of dirt. Am I…stupid?”

Your palm smacked your forehead like the answer had been obvious. But you choose it because you love gardening. You had no feeling, no connection to any other gift that your maids presented. A burst of cursed energy invaded your senses and it overwhelmed you and you knew that friendly voice that accompanied it.

“Nope! Because I knew my earthworm would choose it. After all, she loves gardening!”

You could cry right now. Your eyes opened up in awestruck and your heart skipped a beat seeing Satoru Gojo leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest. This had to be a dream, a hallucination. Satoru couldn’t be here with that goofy smile on his face because his presence made you want to burst into joyful tears.

Slowly, you stood up to your feet and the fresh tears pricked your eyes. He smiled softly at you then he straightened his posture, his arms opening up. Your legs felt heavy and your hand dropped to your side.

In a second, you jumped into his arms and they held you with a strong, protective hold. You squeezed him and sighed in relief. He knew what you were thinking and his chuckle rumbled in his chest, “Yes, I’m real.”

“A pile of dirt.” You confirmed and smiled into his white button up. You looked up at him and he peered down at you with his glasses sliding down a bit. His eyes seemingly glowed and he saw yours flicker with gold specks.

“I knew you would choose my gift over theirs any day. After all, it’s the one that stood out the most!”

You laughed and let go of him, stepping a few steps back. You took in some breaths and put a hand over your racing heart, “I swear this is all too much. To think, I’m going to marry my high school crush.”

Satoru hummed and shrugged his shoulders saying, “I told you, I’m your blessing!” He looked down at his watch and said with a grin, “Well my five minutes are up and I know Megumi is counting, so-”

“Wait, Megumi is here? Do the other clan leaders know he’s-”

Satoru interrupted you back and waved his hand dismissively, “Don’t worry, he’s with our students. Nobody would dare to bully Megumi, he’s too strong for them.”

You groaned while you ran your hand through your hair frustratedly, “I’m not worried about him! It’s Megumi we’re talking about, the one who beats up bullies for a living! Satoru, think for a second!”

You briskly walked past him wanting to get to the courtyard as quickly as possible while you left your fiance in the room to ponder over your words. Satoru looked up and chuckled, “Yeah, I’m not one to think about consequences.”

…

Naoya stopped a few feet away from them and crossed his arms over his chest, “One of you gonna tell me why the hell that dumb whore chose a pile of dirt? I’m not as stupid as the others and I know how women work. They see a pretty thing and-”

Suddenly Yuta was pushed to the side and watched a mop of spiky hair emerge in front of the group. “Oh no~” Yuta whispered and moved the strap of his sword to the front, holding onto the handle, not pulling it out yet. He watched the youngest speak with a growl followed by the wolves snarling, “What did you call my mom?”

Naoya could see that the derogatory word he used to refer to you sparked a flame in this small boy. His frown curled into a smirk and he uncurled his hands, proudly saying, “I called her a dumb whore.”

“Call her that again and I’ll kill you,” Megumi’s wolves gnashed their teeth after his threatening sentence, drool dripping down to the concrete floor.

Naoya mocked Megumi and sarcastically asked, “You, a forgotten child, is going to fight me, the future head of the Zen’in Clan?”

“He’s not alone.”

Yuta’s soul left his body for the second time that day as he watched Maki walk up next to Megumi’s side. Her hand tightly gripping onto her red staff, her words dipped in venom, “You think she raised a pushover?”

“Great!” Naoya laughed into the sky, then his pointed glare focused on the Zen’in kids, “an orphan and a reject, this is a duo I have no problem killing.”

“Sure, you can say that,” Panda huffed and started putting his knuckle bracers on his paws, “but you’re forgetting us too.” Inumaki stepped up with Panda and this time, Yuta put his timid nature at the back of his mind. His friends, though antagonizing a clan leader, weren’t afraid to back each other up especially for a loved parental figure like you.

Yeah, this was going to become a huge mistake, but he will defend his friends.

“Ri-”

“Megumi Fushiguro!”

Chills ran down the spines of the students and the child that was called out. The angry and defensive tone you used had Megumi frozen in his spot, his wolves vanishing in a second with a whine. You stormed up to the group with a disappointed glare looking at each of them. Then you started to disarm them.

You snatched the staff from Maki, tugged the knuckle bracers off of Panda and harshly zipped up Inumaki’s jacket. Your heated glare zoned in on Yuta and he quickly pressed his lips into a thin line and released the grip on the handle of his sword.

Then you turned away to face Naoya, standing in front of Megumi, blocking the sight of the spiky haired boy. You held the items in your arms and bowed half-heartedly to the prospect, “I am sorry your gift was not chosen, Naoya Zen’in, but you cannot question the children of accusations that are not true. My maids presented the gifts and I chose the pile of dirt based on my interest in gardening.

You straightened out your back and looked over your shoulder to address the group, “Children, apologize to Naoya-san for-”

“Hah?” Naoya groaned, his arms crossing over his chest. He wanted to milk this situation out and get a proper apology out of you, not from them. He wanted to humiliate you in front of them because you humiliated him in front of the other prospects. He boasted and said that you would choose his gift, no matter what. Then your maid came out with a stupid announcement, saying you chose a fucking pile of dirt.

“It’s not them I want an apology from. You should apologize to me.”

“What?” You looked back at him and your eyebrows furrowed in the middle from the confusion.

Naoya gestured to the groups of kids and said, “You’re their teacher and his mother. The way they act towards me is because of your teaching, so you should be the one responsible for their actions. Get on your knees and apologize properly.”

Your eyes slowly traced over to the other men from afar watching the whole scene go down. If you showed any more rejection to Naoya, you would most likely be punished for not following a clan leader’s order. Yes, your fiance is Gojo Satoru, but you still wore the collar they put on you when you were a child.

You bit your tongue and lowered your body to the floor. You set Maki’s and Panda’s items down to the right of you and you hunched over. Your hands stretched over your head and slid against the concrete, your fingertips touching each other.

From afar, Satoru watched you obey the order that binded you to the old geezers. He wanted to stop you from doing that, but this was a lesson for his students, for Megumi. That what they say and do to these men, it would fall back on you. You would have to be the one to apologize, to take their punishment. The crestfallen expressions on his students' faces told him that they regretted their actions and words.

“I apologize for my mistake, Zen’in-san,” You managed to say with ease, “I will do my best to correct my teaching style and make sure this never happens again.”

Naoyo scoffed and took the apology, scolding you, “You better hope that the brats you produce for him will also know better than to talk back. Or else-”

“And that’s where you cross a line.” Satoru spoke smoothly, instantly appearing by your prone position. “Yes, I let you give this one order to my fiance, but this shit changes when she becomes my wife. Onto the attitudes of our children, if you even dare approach them with so much of a word, I won’t mind ending the Zen’in Clan starting with you.”

Your eyes widened and you picked yourself up, looking up at Satoru. The white haired man kept his eyes on Naoya and spoke some more, “Remember this well, she won’t be [L.Name] [Name], the one who wears a collar around her neck. She’ll be Gojo [Name], the one who defies orders and the likes of trash like you. You all are done ordering her around, don’t forget that.”

Then Satoru wrapped his fingers around your elbows and pulled you up to a standing position effortlessly. He leaned down and whispered in your ear, “Take them inside and I’ll be there shortly. I have more to say that I don’t want the kids to hear.”

Stunned, you nodded your head and began pushing the kids towards the estate. They all walked in front of you, dragging their feet trying to catch more of Satoru’s words.

“Listen up, geezers!”

You rolled your eyes with a groan and hurried up the kids into the house. The way Satoru addressed the leaders and elders made you crack a small smile. Yes, soon you are going to be known as Gojo [Name]. And he was right. You were no longer going to be chained.

#x reader #anime imagine #manga imagine #x female reader #jjk gojo #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #jjk x reader

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tinytreatsworld · 2 years

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PHOTOGENIC

CONTENT WARNINGS: unhealthy behaviour (obsessiveness, clinginess, possessiveness, codependency, jealous g., worshipping r.), photo shooting, physical touching, drooling + begging + crying, fingers-sucking, pet names (pet, boy) + name-calling once (slut)

hypersexuality, heavy petting (dry humping), somnophilia (penetration, oral), unprotected sex / breeding, deep penetration + belly bulge, cum inflation, size difference / size kink, mild consensual noncon (CNC), mild sadism/masochism, mention of mind break, fingering (yuuta), hyperstimulation (g.), degrading praise (g.), praise (g.), oral sex (r.) + throat fucking, body worship (r., dick)

WRITING STYLE: low-key headcanons, 5000 words (2500 sfw + 2500 nsfw); referencing reader's genitals as 'cock' / 'dick'

DARLINGS: yuuta okkotsu x reader; top!reader, dom!reader, male!reader, special grade!reader implied, first-year!yuuta okkotsu -> second-year!yuuta okkotsu

NOTE: crosspost on ao3

Maybe call him «handsome» was not completely correct, beauty is too relative a concept, but it was worth making Yuut at least a little more well-groomed, and he became much more attractive — many times more attractive than he usually is, smiling shyly, clinging to your sleeve when can’t stop feeling overwhelmed with anxiety, blindly looking for comfort in you. Although it wasn’t quite right to deny his likability — no matter how many times you rummaged in the nooks and crannies of memory, you couldn’t remember when Yuuta wasn’t at least cute. He was the type who would attract attention even if they got up after a long exhausting night, with tangled hair and bags under his eyes, in rumpled clothes and a semi-lethargic state.

(maybe you were a little subjective — after all, he was your beloved.)

Yuuta just managed to be alluring, no matter what he did, making you to revise your beauty standards so that he could absolutely meet them — as if he was an obsession, wanting to capture your entire focus of attention on his figure; to make sure that he would be the only one you would look at, no matter who exactly wanted to compete with him for your rating on the attractiveness scale, where «Yuuta» was burning at the top.

Maybe it was something unhealthy. Maybe you just adored him. But there are definitely too many photos of him in your camera, no matter how you preferred to identify your attitude.

(as if it was your fault that Yuuta looked so good, forcing you to reach for the camera every time to capture his cute face or cute expression.)

Not that your love was against it — even when you cooed with delight, asking him to lie down nicely and be a good boy until you finish, making him tremble with impatience, but meekly obey you.

Yuuta was actually such a good boy to you, even when your hand were firmly gripping his wrist, preventing him from squirming because of the feeling of amazing fullness, capturing every moment of his desperately needy expression.

The best boy for you.

ৎ୭ Yuuta blushes delightfully when you first ask permission to capture him on camera, looking at his charmingly happy face, — and lets you, saying that you can do anything that will make you feel good. The photo of a shyly smiling, nervously excited Yuuta looking straight into the lens becomes the first in your album — when he was wearing a white jacket, Rika was a cursed spirit, not his ability, and he timidly stretched out his fingers to yours when you were sitting next to him, wanting to touch you as he likes to do. His hands were always reaching out to you — to grab the edge of your clothes, try to entwine your elbow, to press against your side when you let him, to be as close as possible when you won by knocking him to the ground.

The next photo, where Yuuta, breathing heavily, allows you to press on his stomach with your knee, obediently spreading his hips in a more than intimate pose for your convenience, seems a little hasty, given your purely friendly relations, but when Yuuta whines, blushing even more, you only tease that this will be an incentive for him even more train harder.

(maybe knowing how many times he came, just remembering this loss and the photo, you would think about whether you want to take this photo — or that you want to make shooting a tradition.)

The third — and final — photo you take when he falls asleep on you, finding a comfortable place on your lap. A movie night in which there is no place for him except your hips — “there’s nothing special about sitting on a friend’s lap,” and Yuuta, being quite socially awkward, touch starved and comfortable with your presence, allows you to pull him by the small waist. And although you would not be able to call yourself very soft and pleasant to sleep on, his measured breathing begins to tickle your neck much earlier than you could expect; lulled by your heartbeat and noise from the screen, Yuuta falls asleep before everyone else, blissfully snuggling up to you in search of warmth — and being absolutely not against you doing a couple of photos of his peaceful face.

His eyelashes flutter sweetly in his sleep when he presses whole body against you, although for some reason you do not doubt that it is useless to try to get out.

… He looks pretty good himself, though...

ৎ୭ ... Maybe he looks too good for his own good.

Yuuta is not the kind of guy who likes to undress or show himself, but when he lets you see more skin, metaphorically exposing his ankle in a bashful blush just for your look, wanting to attract your attention — you don’t need others to point out that his platonic friendliness becomes a puppy in love. Even when the Panda teases that the newbie does not stop talking about you and does not take longing looks from you (which, as Yuuta believes, no one notices), you brush it off. It’s not that you don’t appreciate advice or comments, — even Toge can’t remain indifferent, bringing to you quite certain thoughts that you definitely aren’t going to discuss out loud, in response only hearing his mischievous giggle, — you just… you’re not sure. You are not sure to the last.

(when Maki clicks his tongue disapprovingly, you skillfully find an excuse to increase the distance, knowing the tactics of “I don’t care about what happens between you and how you treat him but…”)

Even when it becomes obvious that the tension becomes indecently strong and unexpressed and begins to affect not only the two of you, but also the whole team, forcing them to observe your mutual masochistic attempts to practice «take care of me» and «catch me», where Yuuta plays the role of a naive desperate puppy poking into your palm and almost whining from the desire to get more attention, and you pretend as if nothing is happening, even when he grows to your hip, from a pet always following you around, becoming your tail. You’re not sure, you’re not sure about so many things, that when you have to watch him, desperately trying to convince you to stay a little longer, you don’t see any reason to refuse — and it’s an unhealthy practice, but if you were 'healthy’, it wouldn’t even begin. Your camera is gathering dust, although the album is getting bigger — Yuuta likes to stuff his cheeks like a hamster, prefers to rest on your lap and hands and lets you use him as you want for your collection, allowing you to bare him more than usual to capture this look or just to touch him. But no matter what you do, it seems wrong, and all these photos are not something you should be proud of, as if you should not be doing this right now, but finish things, sort things out, solve all things — and come to the most correct decision.

And you do.

… Panda reassuringly pats you on the shoulder, saying that this is not the last chance in your life, some things just don’t add up, it’s even right that you didn’t make what is happening even more serious — “the main thing is that you remained friends,” and you undoubtedly are. You won’t be able to be 'lovers’.

To satisfy this thirst, you need something deeper.

ৎ୭ Yuuta blushes when you kiss his fingers, — one by one, pressing lips firmly to each, — and does not even flinch when hears the click, closing his eyes from the pleasure of touching. His bags under eyes don’t look as bad as you thought the first time — and when you reach for another kiss, Yuuta gently wraps his arm around your body to immediately squeeze tightly. He tastes a lot better than you expected, too. And his leg, thrown over your hip in a protective gesture, feels nice, even when he tries to turn you over on back to lie on top.

You are not quite sure what you should do, knowing that he expects nothing from you, being more than satisfied with this closeness and cursory touches to his skin, but you try anyway.

“I'm… I’m quite… possessive… but I’ll be working on it! Every day I try to be better than I already am, and I will work to ensure that you always feel comfortable and cozy next to me– I will be the best version of myself next to you! Just… just promise me you won’t leave me, okay?”

“I don’t want to not be with you– I don’t want to be without you.”

When Yuuta grabs you, snuggling even closer, trying to wrap himself around you as tightly as possible, as if in fear that you will get up and leave, you just stroke his head like your pet — and this makes him quiet for a while, enjoying your touch, restoring his lost breath.

His heart is beating so hard that you’re not sure how normal it is.

“I think– I think I love you.”

Yuuta’s long fingers squeeze so tightly when he looks at you with big doe eyes, as if waiting for a verdict on his life and death, and you want to say something, but you don’t know what, being not even sure how he got into your room at such a late hour — but this is the last, what should you care about, — and not understanding what you could say at all in this situation. Did you want to be with him forever? Did you love him? Do you think of him as a friend? Is he nothing more than a disciple to you?

Would you rather never even get to know him?

Maybe if you had never even seen him, never taken responsibility for him, grade promised to make a real special class out of him, you would never have experienced this. Maybe if you, instead of forcing him to talk «about us», would have let everything go its course, this conversation would not have happened. Maybe. These thoughts don’t make sense right now.

“… Will you pose for me? On such moonless nights, beautiful photos are obtained.”

“Of course!”

ৎ୭ Yuuta is like a cute puppy who loves to spin around at your feet to attract attention and lie on your bed, because it’s hard for him to fall asleep and because he’s very bored alone.

When Maki says that Yuuta is trying too hard to pull you away from strangers, you assure that he is just very protective — doesn’t he do the same with her during dangers?

(you ignore the words that he always does this to you.)

He’s just restless and nervous, preferring to stand behind your back and seek protection from you — it’s cute. Maybe sometimes it’s unnecessary, but it’s not something they should worry about (even when the usually calm Toge nervously tries to convey something to you, and you are sure that this is not another prank) — Yuuta has nothing bad on his mind, he tries to be helpful and nice, he’s just afraid, it’s hard for him to express himself correctly…

… and you don’t know how you manage to convince others of this.

The number of photos has long passed over a thousand, starting from his sparkling eyes when looking at snowflakes, his contented smile from eating a warm bun, his rosy cheeks from a long workout, his thoughtful gaze out the window, his searching for figures from clouds in the sky, his nervous grip of a katana in hand, his cute face while sleeping in the your bed — and ending with his tight hugging to your chest, dozing on your lap, wrapping around your blanket, loving glances at you when you «don’t notice» it, gently stroking the keyring during moments of thoughtfulness (the second part of which is stored with you) and a frightened look when he loses sight of you in the crowd.

It would take you more than a few hours to review each of them.

(Maybe you couldn’t share all of his traits, but you definitely understood some of them.)

ৎ୭ Yuuta does not get easier with time; rather, he refuses to try to be hiding and quiet, ceasing to hide his sides and thoughts, like straightforward words that he is ready to stab anyone who will look at you, no longer trying to be «empathic and more reasonable» when it comes to you in large part because of your apparent indulgence in expressing his desires and feelings — being a little more selfish and attention-hungry was becoming to him. Not expecting anything good from the world does not make the situation safer (as well as him) — but you do not push him away when he presses against you again, sticking to your hip, taking your hand with his trembling, restoring energy after the mission and scaring away all unwanted persons from you. Even if Yuuta has become taller and bigger, he still fits perfectly on your lap, like a little pet puppy wrapping his arms around your neck in a blind desire for intimacy and protection, although now he can protect himself from anyone.

Some habits never disappear.

However, now Yuuta asks you to capture him on camera or asks if you want to take a picture, and if he is away from you, then you know that you can count on a large number of his photos, because you are the only incentive for him to take pictures of himself. Daily video communication and photo sharing becomes part of the routine if you can’t spend time with each other physically, although Yuuta is clearly much more dependent on these rituals of keeping in touch, looking forward to the set time to spend some time with you, and constantly checking the phone waiting for your answer.

… So there is nothing surprising when he does not come out for a week, locked up with you in a common little world. Just a little space alone, without others, only he and you — sorcerers are paid enough so that you can afford such moments whenever you reconnect after (any) separation. In the end, even if he became the 'second anomaly of modernity’ and acquired this dead-fish look, he remained the same moé — nervous, sweet-hearted and loving to sit on your lap, allowing you to take more and more pictures of his charming face.

Yuuta’s hands tremble when he undresses you, touching bare, warm skin with sweaty palms, licking lips whenever he feels the movement of your chest under his hand, fidgeting uncertainly on your hips to arouse, but rather — feeling very stupid and pathetic and completely unsexy. You probably felt the same way, — Yuuta doesn’t have the courage to look at your definitely disappointed face, — but even when he tries to move more actively, caressing you, it feels unsatisfactory. You breathe softly, as if afraid to scare him off; Yuuta tries to convince himself that you are thinking about him, and have not closed your eyes at all and hope to endure these awkward foreplay and probably not-so-pleasant friction, — but such thoughts do not stay in his head so willingly, giving way to uncertainty and anxiety, even when your hands soothingly stroke his thighs.

Does he, does he even look sexually arousing? Do you like the pose? Or would you rather undress him while he’s lying quietly? He didn’t want to look indifferent, but what if that’s what you prefer? Shouldn’t he have clarified that earlier? Are you at all comfortable being undressed, or do you prefer to be dressed? Is everything going well? Should he stop and ask all this, or will it spoil the mood?

Or is there nothing left to spoil after all he’s done?

“…Yuuta.”

“O– oh!.. Yes? Is, is something wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Should I move over? Would you prefer otherwi–”

Click.

“You look cute when you’re worried… But you don’t have to worry so much.”

We can always try again.

... Yuuta is hot, like an oven, which contrasts with his usual cold skin — but for some reason you feel the heat not only from his body. This is supposed to be his first time, right?

When he timidly climbs on top of you, squeezing his hips to give you more pleasure, looking with big puppy eyes, looking for your approval and desire, for some reason you just want more — and the only thing he can do is give you even more.

ৎ୭ Yuuta can’t stop blushing and breathing every other time during the «first time», even if it’s already your twentieth «first time» — he still can’t stop timidly stroking your shoulders during kisses, and looking with huge puppy eyes, as if he’s about to cry from an overabundance of feelings, causing you want to hug him and comfort him; but when you stroke his hair while he takes your cock deep, stretching his hot throat until he buries nose in your pubic hair, looking at you with wet shiny eyes from the bottom up, faithfully waiting for your reaction — you can’t say that it’s not hot.

Yuuta has a weak gag reflex; you know that no matter how deep you force him to take, he will do it without difficulty or complaint, but the thought that he keeps going, even when it is difficult for him, blindly entrusting himself to the fanatical idea of pleasing you to the detriment of himself — when you fill his mouth, Yuuta almost he purrs, not taking his adoring eyes off you until his throat is empty, moving away only to show you that he swallowed everything. The subsequent licking is more of a reward for him than for you, in fact.

Because your reward is stored by the thousands in an album full of Yuuta taking you anywhere at the first request, kneeling down and nervously taking off the interfering clothes, or gently kissing the head before starting, or starting to take while you hold hand on his hair, encouraging him to continue — or encouraging him with «what a good pet he is» when Yuuta opens his mouth, full of cum, posing for the camera.

“If I need to relieve stress when you’re not around” — Yuuta doesn’t really need an explanation of your actions, but nods, letting you know that he understands everything and accepts everything, although the mention of a possible temporary separation unpleasantly cuts the heart. When you push your finger into his mouth, gently opening it, encouraging him to take into mouth, saying that before «separation» you take care of him and his cute mouth, so eager to be occupied and filled with you, if his oral fixation is so strong, Yuuta only sucks your finger, murmuring inarticulately satisfied in response, being too focused.

(And a clear approval when you ask him for a little show, even knowing that Yuuta can easily swallow everything you give him and prefer to take you inside. Cum play may not be something that fascinates him, but he can’t give up posing for you, no matter how — the role of the model turns him on quite a lot, especially when he thinks about how you will use these photos.)

ৎ୭ On the other hand, stretching him in an attempt to take your dick is much more difficult — even if Yuuta can easily make you fill his throat with almost one movement, enjoying your reaction without discomfort for himself, he is not a size king at all, and the first times you need a lot of effort to go further, making him almost suffocate when you pump him up. Not that he was ready even then to stop and give up, firmly clasping your hips with his legs and trying to relax, whining from need, kissing your face and neck to calm and cheer while you push deeper.

If you are not a big size, everything goes easier, — although his stomach still bulges every time he takes your cock, making him drool from stimulation and awareness of his position in front of you, almost cumming when you capture what is happening on camera, leaving evidence of how desperately lustful he can be, taking something so huge because of his sexual preoccupation, — since Yuuta is naturally much better at handling non-big ones and is better at training, over time not needing such a huge amount of lubrication and patience to get inside. And although the subsequent availability makes him much more eager to straddle you or be pressed down (or squeezed into a mating press), you are not so you can complain, knowing that it was you who made him so sexually addicted to it.

If you are more on the big side, then Yuuta needs time — a lot. It’s not surprising when you move on to CNC and when he doesn’t become even more masochistic than Yuuta already is, enjoying the painful sensations and playing that you force him accept you regardless of his desire, fucking him even when his body going crazy, too overexcited and overwhelmed to react; when his stomach stretches, safely adjusting to your dick, but his muscles squeeze tightly — only to become much more pliable when you dissatisfied spank him, just to understand that he is excited by this. By the time he can fully take your dick for the first time, you, to your disappointment or satisfaction, leave a lot of marks, bites and bruises on his body, making him tremble excitedly when you hover over him, casually preparing for new thrusts, forcing him to whine from the already familiar fullness — to realize with amazement that Yuuta is completely took you; squeezing tightly, begging you to be gentle with him and not harm him, he will do anything, — but stops when he understands what happened, feeling a hot pulsation inside and realizing that he is firmly pressed against you.

… Through, he looks cute when shows a peace sign while your dick makes a bulge in his stomach, — and delightfully squeezes when he hears a click, meaning that a new photo has been added to your album.

It would be such a shame if anyone found out that Yuuta Okkotsu loves when his partner fucks him into unconsciousness and gets a wave of orgasms from the fact that his stomach is filled with a huge amount of cum.

(Or when Yuuta has to hold it inside, feeling so full, so filthy, with his nose buried in the pillow, but can’t finish until you take a satisfactory number of photos of his condition and face, making him to spread hips a little wider to capture how much you filled him; or when he fucks himself with fingers, slightly stretching, allowing the seed to flow out over his fingers and thighs, so that you can take more piquant pictures of his condition, cooing about how good and diligent he is for you.)

ৎ୭ Yuuta starts with a low-moderate level of sex drive and ends up having daily sex anywhere every few hours, not wanting to be alone even at night — even when you are separated by kilometers — and also not allowing you to (although somewhat nervously possessive reacting to other people’s flirting with you, trying to gently keep them away from you, and becoming very adept at it by the second year). His attraction increases dramatically when you are around and also drops sharply when you are not around, although the desire itself does not disappear, which is why Yuuta can walk for weeks very tired and unhealthy due to the discrepancy between actions and needs, experiencing great difficulties with expressing sexual desires when you are not around.

Even if you send him your photos or exchange dirty messages during sexting, Yuuta can’t bring himself to masturbate, even realizing that for his body, accustomed to constant stimulation, it’s not very good — and sublimation doesn’t help much when he feels guilty, knowing that you, having found out about it, probably wouldn’t be satisfied. But Yuuta just can’t do it on his own — and looking at how you try to interact sexually with him from a distance, this guilt only becomes stronger.

(Although, when you find out about it or realize it, seeing his unhealthy state and putting the puzzle in his head, Yuuta ends up several times during the night, hearing your voice ordering him here and there.)

But when he is next to you again after a long sexual and touching hunger, you spend days hugging and breeding him, holding his hand and filling him until his cheeks become rosy again from warming up — and until Yuuta warms you in response, allowing you to stretch him, push inside and have fun with him even when he sleeps. Making him to cum during sleep, whispering how well he takes you and that he is the prettiest slut you could only dream of, you could fuck him to unconsciousness, knowing that he would only be glad of such treatment — and blush when he sees new photos of his ruddy face from overexcitation, sleeping peacefully even when you hold him tightly by his wet, precum-soaked thigh, preventing him from squeezing and forcing him to cum again in front of the camera.

This works both ways, however: when you wake up from an orgasm at night, feeling someone diligently licking you, you know for sure that this is not a «very realistic dream», but Yuuta, kissing your hips in love and purring that you look too good and delicious, tucking a strand of hair behind the ear before continuing to caress you, licking everything he can reach.

The subsequent straddling until your cock is deep inside, tightly squeezed by his too tense body, which is enough for him to cum again, not yet fully recovered from orgasm during throat fucking, you perceive as something natural — although after Yuuta became more skillful with cursed energy and physically trained, this is usually forced you have to give up sleep for a while and making out with him, squeezing his narrow hips while he rides you, until he is satisfied or loses consciousness from hyperstimulation and overwhelmed by sensations (which happened especially often at first), snuggling up to you.

It can sometimes be a little exhausting, especially when you’ve had a busy day and have to deal with his dissatisfaction as well, but the Yuuta always find the most comfortable way for you to solve all the problems — and you’d be lying if you said that Yuuta, riding your thigh with his tongue sticking out, doesn’t look amazingly photogenic.

ৎ୭ Yuuta can be a little, just a little, too obsessive when it comes to you — every part of you. Praise your body from the bottom up and from the top down, make sure you are always comfortable, watch your happy face, snuggle up to you while you rest, kiss until you get tired, no matter if you are in bed, in class behind friends or on a mission, finding a relatively secluded corner to take care of his need to snuggle to you and get his well-deserved kisses — Yuuta always strives to use his mouth, sensitive enough that even the usual sliding of his lips on your skin feels nice, feeling the rhythm of your heart.

Blowjob is not something energy-consuming for you — after all, Yuuta is happy to do anything for you, and if he wants to please you and is so needy for any stimulation of his mouth, you are always happy to encourage such behavior. He’s not very skilled at first, even if he doesn’t have any difficulties to take you — maybe sometimes he uses his teeth or doesn’t know how to touch you better, but he’s very diligent and hardworking, and it’s easy to work with him as long as you tell him exactly how you want to feel his mouth on your dick. It’s nice when his lips slide over the shaft, feeling the pulsation, knowing that it was he who made you feel like this — or when his hot mouth wraps around the head, gently stroking before pushing deeper.

... Yuuta becomes not that «obsessive» of your dick, but more… worshipful, being carried away by any opportunity to touch you, — even not sexually, — wanting to constantly feel your cock close to the skin and stimulate it, being fascinated by the reaction and the view, faintly realizing that at some point it becomes too obvious — until you directly confront him, rather teasingly ordering to worship your dick out loud if he wants to continue, and reacting almost without surprise when he actually kneels down to do it.

Not that you can deny that it’s your fault when Yuuta unequivocally shows interest even in a non-sexual setting, allowing you to grab his slutty thin waist to hold him closer, giving him a better feel for you, rubbing, making him blush and almost purr, feeling you so close to the body, but inaccessible, not enough, — almost dragging you along when it turns out to find some free time to leave a few kisses and warm you up.

Even if his body is rather cold, not very willing to heat up except in cases of illness, he is much hotter inside.

(When he shows you your photo taken while making love in one of the alleys after the mission, you call it «professional deformation» and «I’ll figure out what to do with your hands next time».)

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myloumeti · 9 months

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playing matchmaker - chapter 1

pairing: yuta okkotsu x male! reader

genre: fluff, eventual smut

tags: soulmate au, post-rika

note: (not edited) this was posted on my ao3 over a year ago but I'm posting it here

wordcount: 0.9k

“They’ll love you! There’s nothing to worry about, [Y/N].” He pats my back and then nudges for me to come with him. My feet trek after him out to a wide, green area encircled by a track.

Nervously I hold my left hand with my right and run my thumb over my original soulmate marking- a spear run through the Sun. The spear points outwards, reaching toward my ring finger.

Some hushed tones guide my attention back to a handful of students warming up, stretching out, and practicing swings with a staff. They slowed their activities as we approached. I let my hands drop to my side.

“Good afternoon my wonderful students!” he said, clapping his hands together. A few complaints and groans could be heard from around the training field. “Oh, come on! That’s no way to treat your newest addition!”

With that, Gojo moved from his spot in front of me and went to my side, opening his arms extravagantly. My stance shrinks a little under their curious gazes.

“Now, there are four other students in your year. There’s Maki- she’s kinda moody, wears glasses, and has long green hair. Then there’s Inumaki. He’s a cursed speech user, so his mouth is usually covered and he only speaks in ingredients.

There’s Panda, who’s a cursed corpse. And then there’s the newest one before you transferred- Yuuta. He’s still kinda shy, but don’t let him off easy because of that. He’s very strong.”

“This is [Y/N]! He’s transferring here from another jujutsu school. Isn’t that cool everyone?” Their eyes shift back to him briefly before fixating on me once again. They all nod silently. “Well, now that we’re acquainted, [Y/N] is going to start training with you all today. Inumaki! You’re his first sparring partner.” The boy whose mouth is covered looks at me and gives me a nod, before returning his attention to Gojo. “Have fun, my lovely students!” With that, he leisurely walks off to a nearby building.

My eyes trailed back to the boy I’d be sparring with - Inumaki. He doesn’t seem too physically intimidating, but looks can be deceiving. He stands up from his spot on the grass and motions for me to walk with him.

I trail after him until we stop in front of a weapons station, all of which have blunted tips for practicing combat. After glancing over my options, my hand reaches for a wooden staff. His does the same.

Weapons in hand, we walk over to an open space on the field. I pause a small distance from him and prepare my stance. His eyes meet mine with a quick questioning glance. “Tuna?”

“I’m ready.” With a nod from him, we begin to slowly circle each other with our staffs poised. It takes a moment for one of us to make the first move. He starts forward with his staff tilted, ready to counter my upcoming hit.

As expected, I strike once he’s within range. He quickly responds with a set of short, forceful attacks. I’m able to hold them off and return a few attempts, but soon decide I need to step back and assess him for a second. He continues to barrage me with quick attacks, and my shoes scrape in the dirt when I evade them. Damn, he’s fast.

Once I’m able to maintain a fair distance, we circle each other like hawks, patiently waiting for an easy strike. After some time of watching his movements, he lurches forward at me again with the same stance as before.

This time, however, I swipe the blunted edge in an arc at him rather than go for the forward blow. It noticeably throws him off and he swerves to correct his balance. I seize this moment to try to throw him off his feet, extending my arm to let the staff reach his heel. In my haste, I failed to realize that Inumaki was countering my move with his own.

As my arm quickly reached out to hit his heel, his staff came down harshly where the middle of the staff had been moments before, except now my left hand is in its place.

Thwack.

Both our weapons immediately fall to the ground and I curl my hand into my chest protectively. I slowly let a breath escape through my teeth. Though I don’t think it’s broken, it still hurts like a bitch. A light drip of blood is coming from my knuckles and the beginnings of a large bruise are forming.

Inumaki swiftly approaches me with concern lacing his features. His eyes take one look at my hand before gently dragging me by the elbow over to the closest bench.

He motions for me to sit down and wait here. He then jogs off, soon returning with a first aid kit held in his hands. His fingers gingerly pry my fingers from their loosely bunched-up fist, careful not to use much pressure while examining it. His index finger gently traces down the spear within the soul mark on my hand. After a moment, he begins to wrap my hand with bandages.

Hesitantly, my eyes survey the other students. Across the field, Panda seems focused on a punching bag. That leaves Maki and Yuuta. Just as my eyes trail over to them, I realize Maki has partnered up with Inumaki, leaving Yuuta and I as a pair.

#okkotsu yuta x reader #okkotsu yuuta #yuta okkotsu #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #soulmate au #male reader #yuta okkotsu x male reader #jujutsu kaisen fanfic

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rasairui · 10 months

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Dating Rika Headcannons (Rika x male reader)

She leaves you for a woman

#sorry I needed to #pokemon #Rika #x reader

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luvreyn · 1 year

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CURSE

GOJO X READER

He’s always believed that love is the most twisted curse of them all.

It was love that drove his mother to insanity. It was the clan’s love for power and status that made him who he is today. It was love that made Rika the Queen of Curses.

That’s why he couldn’t fault Suguru when he turned against the people they should be protecting because his best friend just loved them more than those he deemed unworthy of their sacrifices.

The thing is, Satoru loves Suguru too. He did; he does. Maybe it was romantic. Maybe it was platonic. Who knows? Does love need a label all the time? Why can’t it just mean "love"? That’s why Satoru never cursed him because he wanted Suguru to be free in the afterlife, even when Suguru asked him.

But Satoru loves you, too. Loves you too much, loves you too deep, loves you so much that he physically aches to see your blood and your life in his hands, and he sees the sands of time running out. Loves you to the point of selfishness.

(love is the most twisted curse of them all.)

He opened his eyes to see his students looking at him, and he grins, stands up from his lying position, and stretches. The memory seems like a fever dream now that he saw his students well and happy.

"Why?"

Megumi scratches his head, Yuuji chuckles awkwardly, and Nobara looks at them both as if telling her male classmates to speak.

"Ah, we’re hungry, sensei." It was Yuuji who spoke first. Nobara and Megumi chimed in, and there is no doubt that this is scripted and their attempt at intervention.

The second years are practicing, but he sees that they watch him closely. No doubt just as worried about him as the first years were.

He’s touched, but they shouldn’t be worried. Sure, there’s a physical ache in his chest after what happened, but he doesn’t feel much apart from it.

They walked together towards the restaurant they picked, and his students matched their pace with him. He smiles when he sees his students laughing and smiling together, but there’s something missing.

He sighs. When are you going to stop being mad at him?

His students stop to look at him, worried about his wellbeing after the whole ordeal. Maybe they’re wondering when he’s going to snap when he stops.

He smiles, relieved. The physical ache was gone when he finally felt your presence by his side, and Yuuta’s eyes widened when he saw that it wasn’t Rika who loomed over them.

Satoru has always known that his love is a curse.

#currently suffering from a writers block or idk ??#many ideas but so hard to start writing them i feel like i'm burn out TT___TT need to get this of the drafts tho #because my boy is back!!#and he's still as beautiful as the day i lost him #my forever husband #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x y/n #jjk x reader #it's 3 in the morning and i havent gotten sleep ;'(#I MISS U SM @ GOJO #reynwrites #reynwrites.jjk

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xxizombiexx · 7 months

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Bachelorette Party

STRIPPER! Gojo x FEM! Reader

Daddy's Home 😫

Well not anymore

IM SORRY IF YOU KNOW

Warning- oral (male receiving), praise, food play, cursing, cheating

The (h/c) girl bit her lip as she looked out the window of the Uber she and her friends were in. Y/n was worried: It was the night of her Bachelorette Party and also her soon to be husband's bachelor's party. What was she worried about? You may ask, well, it was the fact that her soon-to-be husband's Bachelor party was going to be at a strip club. It's not like Y/n had a problem with that, cause she already knows her friends are taking her to one also, but it's just the fact that her husband could easily see another beautiful women and sleep with her. That's what bothered Y/n.

"Come on, Y/n!" Kekio exclaimed, grabbing the girl out from the Uber. "We book the best of the best for you!"

"Yeah, Y/n!" Rika said, grabbing Y/n's other arm. Y/n smiled at her bridesmaids. Maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad. Thought Y/n.

"Hi! We have a reservation for a Bachelorette!" Rika practically yelled in the poor man's face. "For Y/n L/n!" The man nodded.

"Follow me." He muttered, walking to the back.

"We booked you the best dancer here! Your gonna love him!" Aoi shouted over the loud music as the group of girls walked into a room. It had pretty white couches and the walls of the room were covered with mirrors. There were L.E.D lights that lined the top and bottom of the mirrors.

"He'll be here in a minute." Said the man, before leaving the room. The were about eight girls in the room--including Y/n.

"I'm so excited!" Exclaimed Kekio. "From the pictures I seen of him, he's so hot!" The other girls in the room agreed with Kekio, except for Y/n. She had never since this man, so she doesn't know what to expect. In fact, she has never been to a male strip club.

Suddenly, three tall men walked throught the doors almost all the girl's were screaming. One was a guy with kind of long black hair, the other a guy with tattoos all over him, and pink hair. Finally, the man in the middle, wore black round glasses, and had white hair. He only had black boxers on, but the outline of his cock was very noticeable. In his hand was a can of whipped cream. Y/n couldn't help but smile at the tall, handsome man. He then started to walk towards Y/n, placing a finger under her chin to make her look up at him. Y/n swallowed the lump in her throat.

"So I heard your the special person this party's for, huh." Gojo said. Y/n couldn't help but to turn red, she couldn't even looked into his icey blue eyes without blushing. She looked behind him towards the other girls, noticing that they're veing occupied with the two other men in the room. "Don't worry pretty girl, I'm all yours tonight. No need to get jealous of the other girls." Gojo said, noticing her wandering eyes.

"O-okay." She mutters. Gojo only chuckled.

"Wanna do the honors, baby?" He asked, referring to his boxers. From where she sat, his--man area was directly in her face. She nodded. "Then go ahead, baby." Oh the nickname got her weak in the knees. Good thing she was sitting down because she would have fell if she stood up. She slowly brought her hands to the hem of his boxers. She looked up at the tall white haired man. He smiled at her and nodded his head. With a little hesitation, she started to pull down his boxes. His cock sprung up, making Y/n flinch at how big he is. Bigger then her fiancé that's for sure.

Gojo chuckled. "Scared ya, huh?" He asked. Y/n rolled her eyes and smile at him. Gojo then began to shake the whip cream can in his hand. "Let me give you something sweet for someone sweet." He said, popping off the lip with his thumb, and spraying the whipped cream on his pink tip. Y/n's eye widened, hesitantly reaching her hand out towards him. "Don't be shy, baby." He said, looking at her with his icey blue eyes. The girl bit her lip, started to slowly jerk off the base of his cock. She then put his tip towards her mouth, sucking the cream from his tip. Her hands went up and down, the whipped cream, going down his base, also.

Gojo groaned, his hands gripped Y/n's (h/c) hair. He threw his head back in satisfaction. He started to push your head down. His cock was thick, it hurt herr jaw just to put half of it in your mouth, let alone almost all of it. She choked around it, tears forming at the sides of her eyes. "You're doing so good." Gojo chuckled. His cock base was now getting sticky from the whip cream.

Gojo lifted you from off of his cock. He hooked a finger under Y/n's chin, and lifted her head up to look at him. Gojo shook the can once more. She opened her mouth for him to put some whip cream in her mouth. And he did. Right before shoving his cock down her throat once more.

"Your throat is so nice. It's fits my cock almost perfectly." Gojo said, tucking a piece of Y/n's hair behind the girl's ear. "You wouldn't mind me cumming down your throat would you? I think you could take it." His words were so hypnotizing. She nodded, or, at least tried to. He then began to thrust, practically fucking Y/n face. She places a hand on Gojo's muscular thigh. Suddenly, his cum filled her mouth, mixing with the whipped cream that was in her mouth pier. "Good girl." Gojo groaned. "Good fucking girl."

The next day, she woke up in a hotel room next to that white haired man. When she checked her phone, a video of that dirty thing she did was sent to her by Kekio.

Damn you Kekio.

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vulture-writes-stuff · 1 year

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Hi! Would you consider writing a Pokémon SV Rika x NB! Reader? Sfw, with them going on a fair date? Thank you so much in advance!

I love Rika. Such a fucking icon like?????!?? Peak fem character design 🙏 I want to hug her Clodsire but I would probably die if I did that

Also funny little tidbit about this story - it's mildly inspired by a personal experience of mine!! I went to the county fair with a buddy of mine when it was in town and got up to a bunch of shenanigans, including winning a gigantic plushie that I could barely carry lmao.

Bonus, my excessive knowledge of darts from playing way too much of the dart minigame in both Stardew Valley and Persona 5 Royal!! I did unnecessary research to try and find out how to completely dominate the optional objectives.

Rika X NB Reader

Every year, Mesagoza hosts a lovely fair celebrating the inhabitants of Paldea, and their rich culture. A certain member of the Elite Four has more fun than she'd anticipated.

Reader is not the SV protagonist - They're the former champion of Kalos, and took up baking after they were usurped. Their team is left relatively ambiguous, with the only mentioned Pokemon being a Dedenne and a male Pyroar. Reader is also mentioned to be shorter than Rika, because I assume she is very tall based on her ingame model.

Paldea is a gorgeous region. There's so many sights to see, things to do, Pokemon to meet... But to some, at least to Rika, you hadn't even seen half of it if you didn't attend the annual fair in Mesagoza.

Everybody came together to show the best of what the region had to offer, from the pottery of Alfornada or the cuisine of Cascarrafa. Rika made it a point to visit whenever it began, since it was a pleasant escape from her usual duties as a member of the Elite Four.

For the past two years, though, she always found herself beelining for one particular stall - the one run by Katy. Sure, the pastries were great, but that wasn't the only reason. Katy ran the stall with the help of a special someone, and that special someone was extremely important to Rika.

She could still remember how they first met - they'd come up to the Pokemon League a few years back, but without the intention to battle. Rika had originally assumed they were just there to see the sights, but then they had introduced themselves as the former champion of Kalos, and wanted to speak to Geeta.

She had so many questions, but not enough time to ask them. After they had their chat with the chairwoman (evidently just to praise her work), they walked right back up to Rika and asked her if she'd like to battle. Not as an official challenger, just for fun.

They hadn't even Terastallized their Pokemon, and they still decimated her. She didn't even know Dedenne could so easily defeat three ground types in a row. The moment she returned her Clodsire, she matched right up to them and asked for their contact information.

And there they were now, two star-struck lovers.

Rika hooked her thumbs in her pockets as she walked up the steps by the entrance of Mesagoza, eyes scanning the crowd. She could see the other members of the Elite Four were enjoying themselves - Poppy was happily tugging an amused Hassel about, stopping at anything she found remotely interesting, and Larry was finally relaxing as he enjoyed a snack at one of the various food stalls.

Finally, she spotted what she was looking for. A Dedenne. Now, a lot of people owned Dedenne, sure - but she only knew one person who's Dedenne wore an expert belt like a scarf. She hurried over to the stall, and was greeted with the pleasant aroma of strawberries and cream cheese.

The one she was looking for was preparing the prettiest crepes she'd ever seen, their Dedenne perched atop their head like a particularly electrifying hat. The moment the Antenna Pokemon saw her, he chattered excitedly, leaping off his trainers head and directly into her expecting arms. She'd gotten used to him throwing itself at her - he liked to do that.

"Hello to you, too." She chuckled, slumping over awkwardly to allow the Dedenne to climb up onto her shoulder. The other trainer glanced around worriedly, before they saw where their Pokemon had gone.

"Ah, ma chérie!" They looked positively giddy, the term of endearment slipping off their tongue before they could think. Wiping the strawberry juice off their hands with their apron, they rounded the stall to embrace Rika. "I see Bijou missed you as much as I did."

"I bet it's not nearly as much as I missed you." Rika teased lightly, letting her fingers entwine with theirs even as they split apart. Bijou the Dedenne was clearly thrilled, rubbing his slightly charged cheeks against Rika's face in an obvious gesture of affection. "How has the stall been?"

"Oh, busy busy. But Katy's doing most of the legwork business-wise, I was just helping." They hummed, giving Rika's gloved hand a squeeze. "Do you want to walk around with me?"

"Of course I do. I always do."

"I'll tell Katy, then, she won't mind me taking a break." They smiled, leaving for just a moment to go inform the baker of their plans. Bijou continued to nuzzle Rika's face, whiskers slightly scratching her. A Pyroar, one with a large, glorious mane padded out from behind the stall, tail flicking casually as he took the time to greet Rika as well. She recalled his nickname was Hugo, giving him a light pat on the head. "Alright! Let's go!"

Rika hooked an arm around their shoulders as they returned Bijou and Hugo to their Luxury Balls, all too satisfied to be near them again.

"What's the plan? Where are we heading first?" She mused aloud, using her free hand to gesture broadly across the plaza.

"Mmm... I saw they set up some new games this year. Do you want to check it out?" They asked with a glimmer in their eye. Even if they'd not been champion for some time now, Rika noticed they still had a firey competitive side.

"Let's go then. Try not to knock over all the bottles at the ring toss like you did last year." Rika earned a light slap on the side for that, but she knew it was worth it.

The various games at the fair weren't the main attraction, more of a fun way to occupy particularly antsy kids, but they were very entertaining. Quite a few of them were just rigged games of chance, but there were a handful that were skill-based.

"Rika, look." They nudged her side urgently, gesturing to one of the various stands. An almost comically large stuffed Dudunsparce was hung up at one of the stands, so long its tail nearly brushed along the ground. "It's so cute."

"It is pretty cute." Rika pondered, an arm still slung around the other. It looked like the game was just darts, though it likely had some difficult twist that would make winning feel even more glorious. "...How about I test my skill, eh?"

"Oh, you don't need to-!" They began, but she was already set on getting that ridiculously ginormous Dudunsparce for them. She removed her arm from their shoulders, fixing her gloves with a simple tug.

"How much for a game?" She asked, leaning on the counter casually. The fellow behind the stall perked up when she spoke, setting his hands on his hips.

"It's 200 for one game. Ya get 6 darts, and ya have to score exactly 301 to win the big prize." He explained, pointing at the Dudunsparce. "Get less than 301 and you get one of the little ones. Get more, and you don't earn any prize."

Rika bounced the possibilities back and forth in her head. Scoring exactly 301 points wouldn't be impossible, but it would be rather difficult... She did trust her aim, though. If she got this right the first try, she could get that massive thing for the price of a PokeBall.

"Alright, alright." She made up her mind, fishing her wallet out of her pocket and handing over the money. The man gave her the colorful arrangement of darts, bidding her a sly 'good luck' before ducking out of the way. Rika shot her partner a cheeky grin and a wink, casually swiping her hair out of her face. "How about a good luck charm from you?"

They giggled at her slightly dramatic flair, standing up as tall as they could and looping their arms around her. The kiss they shared was brief, but full of nothing but love... And well-wishes for the dart game.

"Is that satisfactory for you?" They mused as they parted, making a point to "fix" her necktie even if it was already quite neat.

"Very." Rika let her fingers trail down their arms, lingering for as long as she could before she turned her attention back to the game she was supposed to be playing.

While this little game wasn't quite like a Pokemon battle, Rika found herself hyperfocused on achieving her goal. They motivated her to do the best they could in everything, probably just because she loved seeing them smile.

She found herself throwing darts without thought, the first finding its mark in a double twenty. The next three landed nicely in triple twenty, and the fifth barely made it onto a triple fifteen.

Rika twirled the last dart between her fingers for a moment - if she'd done the math right in her head, she was in an excellent position to land the score she needed. She glanced over her shoulder to see her partner giddy with excitement, the spark in their eye reminiscent of a star in the night sky. It was easy to get overjoyed about such a simple thing, and their joy was positively contagious.

Her hands reacted before her brain could, and she tossed the final dart. It landed on the edge of the double eighteen, wobbling precariously as though threatening to slip free... Before staying in place.

"Huh! Guess I shouldn't have expected any less from one of the Elite Four, eh?" The man behind the counter shrugged light-heartedly, before waving vaguely to the plush Dudunsparce. "It's all yours. Thanks for playing."

Rika carefully took the Dudunsparce down from where it had been hung up, slinging it around her shoulders like a weirdly thick scarf.

"So, how do I look?" She leaned toward them with a sneaky grin.

"Like my knight in shining armor." They laughed, practically throwing themselves into her waiting arms. Perhaps Bijou had gotten it from them. "You're too kind, ma chérie. Thank you."

"I'm happy if you're happy." Rika passed the giant plush to them, and they wrapped it around their shoulders like she had. "Want to get some food?"

"Sure, but what do you want to get? This'll be my treat, by the way, you've earned it." They spoke with a voice so firm it could stop a rampaging Tauros, and Rika knew better than to argue. For someone who once nearly burst into tears because they couldn't open a jar, they could be a little intimidating when they needed to be.

"Something sweet sounds good, but what would you recommend?" Rika knew exactly what she was doing by asking this - they were passionate about baking and pastries, even moreso once they'd started working with Katy. The moment she said the word sweet, they perked up, obviously considering the many possibilities.

"Well, I may be biased, but crepes are always tasty - gelato would be nice since it's hot, or maybe-" They went on and on, gesturing wildly as the pair walked aimlessly around Mesagoza. There was nothing Rika adored more than hearing them so excited about something. She loved the sound of their voice, especially when they said her name. Their light accent had a certain charm to it she could barely resist. She was especially fond of their little petname for her, and had absolutely encouraged them to call her that as much as they pleased.

"...Rika, what do you think?" They finally said, pausing in their tracks. She stopped beside them, rubbing her chin in mock thought.

"Hmmm... Gelato sounds good on a warm day like this." She stuck her hands back in her pockets. They were positively beaming, hooking their arm through hers once more. Having a point of contact was so delightful, even such a simple touch.

The couple made their way through the crowds of the Mesagoza fair, the former champion passing the stuffed Dudunsparce over to Rika when they spotted the little stall selling gelato.

The time they spent apart felt much longer than it actually was, Rika waiting patiently to the side as they chatted amiably with the young woman behind the stall. Her attention turned back to the crowds once more, watching the citizens of Paldea enjoy their time together. She swore she saw Nemona and Florian walking together, pulling two other students along with them.

It showed off the essence of Paldea quite nicely - everybody was happy, indulging in the variety of things the region had to offer. It made Rika proud to live there, proud to be part of the league.

"Rika!" They called, grabbing her hand and snapping her out of her little daze. "Let's go find someplace to sit."

"Mhmm, just one thing first." Rika said casually, setting a hand on the small of their back before scooping them up. They yelped in surprise, wrapping an arm around her to support themselves. It was lucky they hadn't dropped the gelato. "Hah, I've always wanted to see if I could do this."

"A warning would be appreciated next time." They snorted.

"No promises."

Rika walked off with her beloved in her arms, and a comically large plush around her shoulders. And, to be frank, she couldn't have been any happier.

Wow this took a long time to write I'm so sorry!! Ending is a little bleh but I was stuck on how to finish this

Hope you enjoy either way!!!

#fanfic #x reader #writers on tumblr #x nonbinary reader #pokemon rika #pokemon rika x reader #trainer rika x reader #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon x reader #x nb reader

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reallyromealone · 1 year

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Sugar baby 1 - Bonten x male reader 🌟☁️💖⚠️

Forgiveness - Mikey x male reader omegaverse 💖☁️🌟🔪

Home - Rindō Haitani x male reader omegaverse 🌟☁️💖

The demon king and his Spirit - Karaku x male reader 💖☁️🌟⚠️

Baby fever - Yamada x male reader x Aizawa 🌟💖☁️⚠️

First words - Shinichiro x male reader 🍼☁️

Auctions - ran x various ☁️

Mario Kart - sero x male reader omegaverse ☁️💖

Rui x male reader birthdays ☁️🌟🤌

Ramen days - Draken x male reader 🍼☁️

Breedable - Tengen x male reader 🌟☁️💖⚠️

Lost in Shibuya - takemichi w/Toman x male reader w/twin 🍼☁️

Little gang - Mikey x male reader omegaverse 💖☁️🌟🤌

Lost at a waterpark - Bonten x male reader ☁️🍼

Calm - Alucard x male reader ☁️🌟💖

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nxrdamp · 1 year

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Pokémon Scarlet and Violet Masterlist

Started: 11/24/22

Updated: 12/1/22

Icons: ❤️- Fluff, ☹️-angst

Special: 👑- Most Popular

Request something if you’d like for a character of your choice to be added as a fic!

Fics/Requests

Arven x Gn! Reader -Puppy Love ❤️👑

Giacomo x Fem! Reader -Rock My World ❤️

Arven x Gn! Reader -Comfort at Last ☹️❤️

Rika x Fem! Reader -Fluffy Headcannons ❤️

Upcoming Fics/Requests

Arven x Fem! Reader ❤️☹️

Tsundere! Arven x Fem! Reader❤️

Nemona x Gn! Reader ❤️☹️

Grusha x Fem! Reader ❤️

Arven x Gn! Reader x Nemona ❤️

Rika x Fem! Reader ❤️

Grusha x Male! Reader ☹️❤️

Rika x Gn! Reader ❤️

Arven x Plus sized! Fem! Reader ❤️

Arven x Sick! Fem! Reader ☹️❤️

Arven x Fem! Reader ❤️

Rika x Fem! Reader ❤️

Clavell x Fem! Reader ❤️

Giacomo x Gn! Reader ❤️

Arven x Male! Reader ❤️

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plasmasimagination · 10 months

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Might wanna check out before requesting

hey there darlings, thought I'd tell you about my preferences and rules in requesting and writing

please remember my blog is a safe for everyone, remember that you should be as comfortable as possible,dont be scared to ask any questions if needed!

i highly appreaciate reblogs,i dont mind spam likes,nor people requesting multiple times

please remember that your request might take a while tho so bare with me

anons are more than welcome

im also always open to hear your headcanons/rants about characters/ideas

I DO

character x reader 𓆩♡𓆪

Fluff𓆩♡𓆪

angst𓆩♡𓆪

comfort /hurt𓆩♡𓆪

suggestive𓆩♡𓆪

jealousy𓆩♡𓆪

Letters to you from character

preferably headcanons but I can do drabbles and one shot scenarios too, please do specify otherwise I will write whatever I think fits the request

romantic relationship 𓆩♡𓆪

gender-neutral & female reader𓆩♡𓆪

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

MAYBE

character x character (ships)𓆩⚝𓆪

AU's (depends on which au)𓆩⚝𓆪

plantonic relationships𓆩⚝𓆪

male reader𓆩⚝𓆪

mental health (Im teriffied of saying something wrong by these type of requests)𓆩⚝𓆪

character death𓆩⚝𓆪

trans reader (im not trans myself,so im not quite sure,but ill try if someones interessted)𓆩⚝𓆪

NO SORRY

child characters in any romantic scenario ʚɞ

pedophilia ʚɞ

family life/pregnancy ʚɞ

the basic no /incest/abuse/ rape/non consensual sex/abusive relationships ʚɞ

dark content (yandare,kidnapping,mafia etc) ʚɞ

cheating ʚɞ

still if youre unsure just send in an ask :D

FANDOMS AND CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR

genshin (only adult/teenage characters) (I started playing genshin again so request away >:})˚ * ꒰ঌ✦໒꒱ * ˚.

honkai star rail (every adult/teenage character) .˚ * ꒰ঌ✦໒꒱ * ˚.

five nights at freddys (michael, maybe william) .˚ * ꒰ঌ✦໒꒱ * ˚.

danganronpa (all characters except hifumi,teruteru,gonta,junko,hiyoko or other child or child-like characters) .˚ * ꒰ঌ✦໒꒱ * ˚.

Mystic messenger (everyone but ,V and Rika, ray)

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thronesforkings · 1 year

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Title: Playground

Requested?: No

Genre: Angst to Fluff

Characters: Bonten!Male!Reader x Bonten!Haitani Rindou; Haitani Ran

TW/CW: Swearing, Bonten, violence (mentions of blood), mentions of rape and abuse (Only like two lines, it will be between !!** so y’all can skip over it if wanted.)

Notes: I’m a whore for making family stuff or domestic shit (also Bonten/making big scary criminals soft). Also if I ever write siblings wrong then my excuse is I’m an only child.

Word Count: 1,239

Notes 2.0: This is kinda shit, I’m not too proud of it but I’m still posting it since I figured that someone would at least get the happy chemicals from this.

“They’re my fucking kids!” A woman hissed at (Name). The two were outside near a park and it was dark outside. (Name) had managed to get out of work early and was able to have a night with his kids, the three of them ate dinner before going to the park and (Name) was more than happy to let his kids stay up late tonight. He was having a ton of fun until his ex came out of the living complexes nearby.

“They are not, the court took your custody away. Just because it's been two years doesn’t mean the court order is still active. You are actively breaking the restraining order and I want to do this in a calm way. So, you can leave and I won’t report this or I can call the police to come and get you.” (Name) spoke, his eyes darting back to the playground where his kids were having fun.

Ran and Rindou were tired, staying later than normal to finish some paperwork that got shoved onto them. Ran was the one to notice the two young children seemingly unsupervised at the park. Rin was confused as he watched his brother go to the playground but soon saw the tiny humans moving around.

“Hey kiddos, you know that it’s dangerous to be out at night. Do your parents know you are out here?” Ran asked. He was a criminal but he had some morals.

“DAD!” A young girl called out after looking at Ran for a moment. Rin stood not too far behind the male and noticed the boy looking at him.

“Shit. Leave now. If you stay I will call the police.” (Name) hissed and jogged over to where his kids were and stopped when he saw his co-workers.

“The short haired one is creepy. He tried to tell us that it’s bad to be out at night.” The young boy spoke and (Name) sighed.

“Well, good job for calling me right away. As for these two, they are my friends. Actually, Ran-San, there is a woman off to the side near the residential buildings, she refuses to leave and I have a restraining order against her, could you help me with that?” (Name) asked, feeling slightly bad for asking the older male to help him with something he knew nothing about but he wanted to spend time with his kids, sue him.

“The bitch is still here?” (Name) choked on his spit while Rin snorted, Ran grinning and the girl confused as to what caused those reactions.

“Yes, though remember the rules. You can swear but not to put down other people.” Ran smiled as he walked off. Rin got closer and the girl went up to him.

“We’ll be right with you sir, we need to cook up what our dishes are for the day!” She spoke with a smile before running off to her brother and the two mimicked working in a kitchen.

“Kids?” Rin broke the silence between the two and (Name) nodded.

!!**“Yeah, the woman that Ran went to go deal with is their birth mother. Before I started working with you guys I got raped at my old job, she never told me about the kids and it wasn’t until I got a phone call from the police asking if I was able to take the two kids into my care. That was two years ago, apparently she was abusing them physically and emotionally. It was a teacher at school that had reported it and so I took them in.”**!! (Name) spoke with a soft voice and Rin smiled.

“Rika loves to cook and bake. She wants to be a baker. Yuta is the quieter of the two, he really likes maths and logic puzzles.” Rin heard (Name) speak again, changing the subject and Rin looked at the two getting along.

“They seem nice. I think Rika claimed me.” Rin said with a smile and (Name) laughed. As if on cue, Rika came over and grabbed Rin’s hand (more so two of his fingers since her hands were small) and dragged him to the little counter in the structure. (Name) followed and sat on the ground, Rin doing the same after he was pulled by Rika. The two were given a couple pieces of the rubber that was the ground.

“Very delicious, my compliments to the chef.” (Name) spoke after he pretended that he ate the ‘food’. Rin blushed lightly at this and fell harder in love. He was going to need to learn what these kids were into if he wanted to win them over and have permission to date their dad.

The two played with the kids for a little bit, that was until (Name) noticed Yuta not using one of his hands.

“Hey kiddo, I noticed that you haven’t been using your left hand. You also kept it covered during dinner. Are you hurt?” (Name) asked, the five year old nodded and lifted his sleeve up to show the bruises that covered his hand. His fingers were the most bruised and he was surprised that they weren’t broken.

“Some kids were mean to me at school. Rika helped me. They were hitting me with the hard toys and I used my hand to try and take most of the hits. My arms also hurt. It’s fine though, Rika scared them away and I just need to wait for it to get better. That’s what the teacher said.” Yuta spoke as (Name) looked at his hand carefully and sighed.

“Why wasn’t I informed right away?” He asked, looking at Rika who shrugged.

“Yuta said he wouldn’t bother me in the kitchen for a week if I didn’t tell you. I took care of it though, I threw a toy truck at them. They started it so I wouldn’t have been told that I started the fight. What you explained to us!” Rika said and had a toothy smile on her face. Rin bit the inside of his mouth to keep himself from smiling at the cleverness of the kid.

“Alright, let’s call it a night then. You two have chores to do this weekend. I’ll wrap your hand up kiddo once we get home.” (Name) spoke, the two families splitting after a little bit.

Ran came back and had blood on his knuckles and some on his face.

“Oh, did he leave? That woman wouldn’t shut up so I taught her what happens when you don’t listen to Bonten. I’ll tell him at work. Come on, I’m tired and want to order some take out.”

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“Is the long haired one you talk about? The one you want to kiss?” Rika asked in the morning and (Name) blushed, gripping the pan tighter as he was making pancakes for breakfast.

“Obviously, did you see the way Dad looked at him? It’s like the guys from the show. Now we have to do what they did in the show and make them go on a date.” Yuta spoke with a grin and (Name) squeaked.

“Hah? Did I just hear that you wanted your chores doubled today?” (Name) tried to retaliate but the two kids laughed.

“Once we finish our chores we can watch it some more to get ideas.” Rika spoke, the two ignoring their flushed dad (who was proud of them for getting this idea and found it adorable how they wanted to help him).

#tokyo revengers x male reader #haitani rindou x male reader #tw rape mention #tw abuse mention

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