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Megumi Fic Recs

note: i do sometimes link my reblogs bc there is literally nothing i hate more than clicking on a link only to arrive at the ghost blog page.

@romantichomicide95 i got you girl. lmk if you think i missed any.

blogs to just read through:

@romantichomicide95

girl I could read your megumi fics for DAYS. and you have so many, you truly feed me. the FLUFF. the ANGST. the SMUT. everyone else should go read them too. right now.

@ponderingmoonlight

honestly, if you're looking for jjk fics of any sort her blog is the place to go. again, she has amazing reader representation and plot diversity, so i highly recommend.

@just-jordie-things

her fics are timeless and classy, and i absolutely love the way she writes megumi

@chuluoyi

all of her one shots are top notch, but her series unholy matrimony is literally my holy grail (no pun intended). go read it now

@meguemii

definitely a top contender for the number one megumi simp, and you can see that reflected in her writing. it's just so cute and they're like my comfort fics. except for that one that made me bawl how could you do that to me??

and of course, she may not have posted a fic in a little while, but this list would be incomplete without the one, the only, @kasumitenbaz!!!! you can and will find her losing her mind in the comment sections of any and all megumi fics. love ya kas <3

@seiwas

Make This Drive Last 'Til the End of This Song (fluff, two-shot)

@xxsabitoxx

Megumi's ears turn pink when he lies (fluff) He never wanted to have children but- (fluff, dad megumi) Megumi's the type of man who...(fluff, suggestive)

@shisnhou

Until I Found You (fluff)

@yuwuta

Divine Dogs (fluff) Rodeo Station (fluff)

divider by @cafekitsune

conversations on love

--- (slowburn, friends to lovers) ; in every instance of love, gojo finds you.

*this is not a strict series so i'll be adding works to this whenever i feel like something exists in this universe!

you might also enjoy: do you know what love is like?, a mini-series of almost's within col where you and gojo nearly get together, but don't.

status: open-ended

upcoming: check this list for the wips.

contains: shibuya onwards spoilers, reader as a sorcerer/colleague (friends since high school)

recommended: to be read in the order below! each fic can kind of stand alone but for more context and overall impact (because there are a lot of callbacks) i think it’s better to read in order!

01. do you believe in love? ; you're both 23 when you first ask gojo about love. 02. tell me about love (show me how) ; you teach gojo how to love. 2.5. and my body keeps saying (it's yours) ; gojo thinks this is different, new, the first time for everything. +02. look my way, you're what i crave ; you and gojo made a promise to yuuji (extra) 03. so this is what it means to be in love ; gojo finds out what it really means to be in love. 03. too good to be mine ; you’re too good for gojo, in every sense of the word. (extended scene from 'so this is what it means to be in love'). 3.5a. this feeling inside of me— ; you make gojo realize that this twisty-pop!-y feeling in his stomach might just be jealousy.  3.5b. —will i ever bring you peace? ; gojo can’t give you a quiet life. no matter what.  +04a. take my time (i'll spend it all on you) ; gojo sees you in lingerie for the first time (extra that takes place along 'these traces of love, they outline you'). +04b. if you're ready (let me) ; you find the other thing to surprise gojo with on his birthday. 04. these traces of love, they outline you ; the 5 times gojo’s sure you’ve changed his life + the 1 time he hopes to change yours. 

tag ; #dykwlil (posted works), #col (posted works), #col tag (asks, extra hc's, discussions)

ao3

sigh. thinking about yuji going through your drawers when you invite him over. you excuse yourself to the bathroom and he instantly pockets a pair of underwear. he likes looking at the colors and patterns of your bras, tries to guess which one you're wearing now, wonders if you'd pick them out special if you were gonna show him. you know him well enough that he's sure you would be able to figure out which one is his favorite, which one he likes to imagine you in when he fists his cock and bites his lip to keep himself quiet. he hopes he'll gather the courage to ask you out one day. but for now, he has to stick with wrapping your cute little panties around himself.

Fall Away (p1)

Inumaki Toge x fem!reader

Jujutsu Kaisen fanfic.. bit out of the ordinary for me I suppose but I'm currently on a JJK kick and this is the outcome. For plot purposes, this isn't exactly cannon whatsoever, it's honestly just for fun and I hope that I'm not the only one that enjoys it.

New year, new me, they said.

Start fresh, they said.

How the hell did it end up like this on the first day?

My new school was beautiful, etched with Japanese architecture and blossoming trees that seemed to stretch for miles on end. The uniforms were a bit stiff, the skirt seemed to ruffle no matter how hard I attempted to control the scruffy feeling of the fabric against my legs. Or maybe I was just nervous?

My parents had offered to let me transfer into a new school after being maliciously targeted by the other first years. School had always been rough for me, I could never read or write up to par with the rest of the kids regardless of how many endless, sleepless nights of trying to overcome my disability. The only thing I ever seemed to be relatively decent at was my artwork, and even that had become more stranger as the years went on. On multiple occasions, I had found myself doodling morphed creatures who were oddly shaped. Soon the nightmares took over what little sleep I would get, filling my consciousness of curses and the metallic stench of death itself. I had never been the normal, irresponsible teenager that I had longed to be because of this, slowly spiraling into a deep-end depression.

After multiple bad encounters my parents refused to give me any details on, they insisted that this school would end the seemingly endless taunting of the first years.

Looking around in awe, my breath hitched when an unwanted hand touched my shoulder. I tensed immediately. The hand offered me nothing but a chuckle.

“Like what you see, y/l/n?” The booming, egotistical sounding voice from beside me spoke. I turned my head instinctively to the sound of it, revealing a blindfolded man with spiked silvery hair. Despite the color, he looked quite young. He chuckled once again.

“I suppose I’ll take that as a yes.” The hand pulled away from my shoulder, leaving me dumbfounded and dazed. I suppose he must have read the confused look on my face before he continued.

“The names’ Satoru Gojo, I’ll be your teacher.” Despite his eyes being covered, I could see how genuine his grin was. I relaxed a little, giving a small nod.

He began walking and talking, guiding me into what I assumed was the main building but wasn’t sure as there were multiple littering the school grounds. Gojo continued to ask me questions about where I was from and what I was capable of, but I wasn’t exactly sure what he meant by that. A small curve of his lips told me there was something he was keeping from me as he continued to explain the ins and outs of the school.

We eventually ended up in one of the classrooms on the other side of the building. Before we entered the classroom he squeezed my shoulder once more, seemingly sensing my nerves.

“I think you’ll like the others, they haven’t been told anything however, so I’ll have to warn you. They can be a bit… excitable.” Before I had a chance to respond, the door was swung open.

“NEW STUDENT?” I heard a boy yell, I took this as my queue to enter. I gave a shy wave followed by a small smile that was framed by my flushed cheeks.

“Hi, my name is-“ you were cut off abruptly by the smug teacher in the middle of the classroom.

“Y/l/n y/n!” Gojo finished for you, you gave him a glare but couldn’t help but release the small smile playing on your lips. I saw several faces around the room. All eyes seemed to be on you as Gojo motioned for you to join him in the center. Reluctantly, you followed his motions.

The pink haired boy in the center of the room seemed to be overly enthusiastic. His eyes were big and bold, following your movements like a puppy who was overly excited to see the world for the first time. He offered you a huge grin before sticking his hand out for me to shake. I accepted, his larger hand engulfing mine in a vigorous shake that almost knocked me off of my feet.

“Sorry, Itadori tends to get a bit excited when we get new students.” Gojo spoke for him, seemingly unfazed by this Itadori. I smiled more, having a feeling I would get along with the puppy-like student.

I took another look around the room at the students who slowly started to introduce themselves to me. My eyes landed on a very curious person who, in fact, was not a person, but a panda. I chuckled lightly as he introduced himself to me. He shook my hand like any other person would have if they were to do so. The green-haired second year, who I later learned was named Maki, was the next to say anything to me. "Don't mind the others, they tend to be a little stupid at times." She said in a serious tone; but with the gleam in her eyes, I could tell she was only joking. I giggled a little, hoping I would talk with her more often. The next person I met was much more serious. He had dark hair that seemed to point in every direction, his gaze seemingly held firm no matter what was being discussed. His voice sent a chill down my spine, as if he was housing some sort of energy I couldn't sense completely. His name was Megumi, though most of them talked with him like they would anyone else. I made a mental note to keep a small distance between us for now.

Nobara, however, I think was my favorite. We spoke for a long time. seemingly disrupting everyone time to time with our fits of giggles. There was two more people in the back of the class that I had yet to meet. One of which I had learned was named Yuta, he seemed to be troubled and reminded me a lot of Megumi. The other, however, wore a high collared uniform that covered the bottom half of his face, shielding his features from me. He hadn't said a single word since I had entered the room, only eyeing me curiously and giving a subtle wave.

"So, how'd you get into the school, y/l/n?" I heard Itadori ask curiously, the rest of the class came back to attention at the sound of his question. Gojo winced.

"It appears I have failed to mention that small detail." I felt Maki glare at him from across the room as he sheepishly tucked his arm behind his neck. "You mean she doesn't know?" She spoke up, her tone becoming suffocating. Gojo nodded in her direction a single time. She let out a groan from beside me.

"I don't know what?" I questioned, feeling all eyes turn to me once more.

"Why exactly did you transfer here specifically y/l/n?" Maki spoke smoothly before Gojo could interject. My head tilted to the side in questioning. Had they not been told? "Mostly just a few issues back at my last school with teasing. It wasn't anything too drastic, but it took a turn for the worst this year and my parents decided it was best for me to go here instead." Maki nodded once stiffly.

"They didn't explain to you the type of school this is, did they?" She said once again before glaring at Gojo once more. He seemed to be unfazed, whereas I might have sunken further into the seat I was sitting in had they been directed at me. Nobara tensed further beside me. I took a breath before speaking again.

"No, they only mentioned that it would be different from my public high school." I heard Itadori's face hit the desk in front of him, causing me to jump slightly.

"Jujutsu High is a school for elite sorcerers, y/l/n. Though we aren't the only school, we are one of the most skilled in the country compared to most. It doesn't surprise me that your parents chose to send you here and not anywhere else, I'm just not certain as to why they chose to send you to a school of cursed energy without explaining to you why or not knowing why themselves." She explained. I felt my world start to spin. Why had they failed to mention such an important detail? "Maybe they didn't realize they were sending her to a school of sorcerers." Panda spoke up into the conversation, earning a small grin from Gojo.

"I find that unlikely. I was told y/l/n could sense cursed spirits, that she attracted them to her old home in Tokyo." My eyes widened in Gojo's direction. That might explain the strange dreams and possibly even the nightmares, but had I really attracted a cursed spirit?

"You didn't know any of this?" Nobara whispered to me. I shrugged.

"I have been known for drawing some pretty strange looking things throughout the last few years, I've also had nightmares most nights. Though, I don't have any reason to lie about the fact that I was unaware I was seeing spirits." I reasoned. They seemed to accept that answer as we continued on with the conversation.

"With that said, I think we owe you an apology." Okkotsu spoke up from his position in the back. He stood, walking to the front where I was seated beside Nobara. He extended his hand for me to shake. "I'm sorry we assumed too much; I hope we can become friends." He gave a shy, almost unconfident smile that was shaken loosely under his cheeks. Maybe I had misjudged him.

Gojo turned towards me again as the others started filing out of the classroom, muttering something about them going to train for the rest of the afternoon. He sent me a lopsided grin that gave me a start. I caught eyes with the high collared boy once more before he walked out with the others, his eyes lingering on mine before he hurried away. I couldn't read his emotions or sense his thoughts at all, and this startled me again. My cheeks tinged a pink color when Gojo stopped in front of me.

"That's Inumaki Toge if you were wondering." He stated slightly. My cheeks warmed once more as I sank down further into the folds of my uniforms' hood. "Interested?" I averted my gaze to the desk in front of me, not sure if I really was or not. "Okay, I won't tease you... At least not yet. What I really wanted to talk about was your cursed energy." My gaze lifted again, looking him in where I figured his eyes would be.

"I'm not sure about it myself, if that's what you're wondering." I said, feeling a small amount of embarrassment resonate within me. He chuckled.

"I figured as much; it's why I'm going to spend the rest of the afternoon teaching you about it." His grin widened as he danced a little in his position in front of me. I gave him a lopsided glance; I wasn't sure what to make of his childlike behavior.

The rest of the afternoon went something along the lines of Gojo attempting to explain to me what the hell was going on in my nightmares and me being hopelessly confused and terrified. As I was unpacking my belongings in my dorm, I had started to wonder exactly what this place would have in store for me because of this said, 'cursed attraction'.

Without any warning, Nobara broke into my room at full speed, completely out of breath with a wild grin spread across her face. I blinked rapidly, my heartrate increasing. Maki was close behind her followed, by the looks of things, by the rest of the students who are in my class as well.

"Will you be joining us all for dinner?" She exclaimed, still attempting to catch her breath. Did she run a marathon to get to my room? I smiled a little, happy to release the startled breath I was holding.

"I don't think I have much of a choice now, do I? You seem to have brought everyone along with you." I grinned, allowing my answer to be obvious. Yuji shoved passed Maki, earning a glare from her once more. I chuckled lightly.

"Sorry we scared you, we were just really excited. We ran all the way here." "I noticed." "What are we waiting for then?" Panda said, pushing the others back out of the room and leading us down the hallway. I shoved my phone in my pocket and followed suit.

"So.. do you like it here?" I heard Nobara question me on our way to the sushi place downtown. Yuji had insisted we go, claiming it was the best he'd ever had.

"It's definitely lively, that's for sure." I said with a smile. My attention kept falling back on the boy with the raised collar. I was distracted throughout the entirety of our outing and could hardly focus on the food itself, which by the way, Yuji was not overexaggerating about. It was probably the best sushi I had ever had that wasn't homemade. Though it was nothing in comparison to my interest with Inumaki. His glance occasionally veered my way, causing us to hold eye contact more times than I would have liked. While everyone was holding their own side conversations, Maki elbowed me in the side.

"Oi, we can all see the both of you. You should just speak to him when we get back. I'm sure he'd like to meet you as well." For the first time since I had met her, she smirked proudly at me. My cheeks flushed in response. "You think he's cute, don't you?" Yuji piped up louder than I would've liked. This caused Nobara to giggle beside me. "I just haven't talked to him yet. He's oddly quiet." Maki gave me a side glance.

'Toge is a cursed speech user, y/n. He doesn't speak much because of it." She then realized I had no clue what she meant before explaining further. "We'll get more into that in your lessons tomorrow." I nodded at her, shoving more sushi into my mouth.

Inumaki, who I suppose sensed we were speaking of him, or heard us due to Yuji's loudmouth, waved at me with what I assumed was a small smile. I returned it, earning another laugh from Nobara. "This is going to be fun to witness for the next few days." She said, earning an elbow in the side from me.

It seemed as though this group was easy to fall into. Everyone was kind and tried to keep me roped into the conversation. Megumi, Yuta, and Inumaki didn't speak much, but they were still engaged and just as lively as the rest when it came down to it. Not to mention, the others could keep a conversation just as interesting without having to worry about the others speaking up much. I found myself not wanting to leave the little sushi restaurant as we retreated back to the school. I find it hard to believe that I fit in so well with a group of people who didn't seem to fit anywhere else but here. Though, I suppose that could be why we fit together so well, simply because we were all different in some way to those around us. "I have a feeling I'm going to really like it here.' I muttered to Nobara as she walked me to my room. She smiled brightly.

"I really hope you mean that. The group hasn't been as lively recently because of the rapid cursed energy increase around the country. I think we all needed a reminder that we aren't the only ones out there." I glanced at her, unsure as to how to respond to such a thing.

"I've never fit in anywhere, either, y/n. It's not hard to tell that you grew up with troubles. I think you'll find that some people just tend to fit better with those who have also had said troubles." With that, she shut the door behind her, leaving me in my room by myself to think about the darkness that surrounded me, that might soon fill itself up with enough light to combat itself.

I have this theory that Yuuta is VERY sexually frustrated since he couldn't do anything while Rika was with him so could I please request him taking that out on you after the curse is broken? 👀 like he'd probably be so desperate and needy and cum like super quick but he's ready to go again straight away

Desperation

Needy!Yuuta x reader

A/n: OMG THIS HAD MY FROTHING AT THE MOUTH. FUCK I LOVED THIS. I had so many ideas I literally sat staring at the screen for a couple minutes lol. Honestly this whole fan fic was just a mess of horniness. But please enjoy!

Warnings: Pussy drunk! yuuta, virginity loss, excessive cum/breeding kink, oral, orgasm denial, mutual pining, finger sucking

~

You could ask anyone in Jujutsu technical college what their opinion was on Yuuta and they'd probably all say somewhat what of the same thing; that he was amazing. And in some ways its true. Yuuta was the ideal upper classman, with a powerful curse technique of his own and always willing to help train or simply talk to his underclassmates to make their day better. No one, not even his closest friends like you, maki or even inumaki would guess that under that cool exterior, Yuuta okkatsu was actually going insane. Sure, having a psychotic jealous blood lust crazed curse was mentally taxing in a plethora of ways but no one would guess just how sexually repressing it was. In the beginning when Yuuta was in his early teens, it wasn't a problem. He had no interests, especially not in women, besides breaking the curse that was attached to him. But things changed, yuuta grow older, into a hot blooded male with needs. Todou first introduced him to porn and he became enamored, then you came along that's when it all spiraled from there. To prevent you from a gruesome death at the hands of Rika, Yuuta suffered in silence. From declining your requests to hang out to keeping his eyes glued away from you when the two of you trained. Soon his only solace became roughly fucking his fist after every interaction, or despretly humping a pillow when you did something as simple as touch him. But this all changed when he finally broke the curse.

~

You were ecstatic after hearing the news

Sure you were happy for Yuuta because you knew how badly he wanted to put his childhood love to rest. But you were also happy because now you could finally confess the feelings you had for the black hair boy without being mauled by a rampaging curse.

Since he got back from his mission you had been trying to get ahold of him all day to no avail; skillfully avoiding you or making up excuses that required him to be somewhere else. But right now you had him cornered as you stood infront of the door to his room, taking in a deep breath before knocking on the door.

"Yuuta I know your in there, I just have something to tell you and I promise I'll go away." You say with a shake in your voice. Maybe this wasn't the best idea, maybe he didnt feel the same and this would ruin the friend ship you valued so much.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you hear the door slowly open, and you look up to see dark naturally tired eyes bearing into you. He leans against the door and its then you realize just how much he's grown after he came back from Africa. The height difference is incredibly noticeable as was his muscle build, clearly the result from hours of intensive training.

"What's up?" Yuutas voice is deep, dark, suiting him entirely well.

You play with the hem of your jujutsu uniform skirt before taking a deep breath and raising your head to meet his piercing gaze with a sudden rush of adrenaline.

"I like you Yuuta! I know you probably dont like me back since you've been avoiding me all day but I needed to get it off my chest and I hope we can still be friends. And if you give me time im sure the feelings will die out but-" What you dont expect is Yuuta to cut of your rambling by attaching his lips to yours.

The kiss is sudden, hot and messy. Yuutas lips move fast against yours, not even sliding his tongue along your lips to ask for permission before shoving it in your mouth, a whine escaping his mouth as he does so. Spit is smeared along the ends of your lips and a string of liquid attaches to both of your tongues when he pulls back.

"Been avoiding you cuz I couldnt contain myself." Yuuta mumbles before diving back in to capture your mouth. He needed more, he needed to be closer, this wasn't enough. A big hand comes to tangle in your hair and press you impossibly hard against his mouth, while the other slides its self behind your knees to scoop you up like a princess and carry you into the room.

He doesn’t stop kissing you when he lets you down on the bed and crawls on top of you. You accidentally hike your leg so your knee brushes against Yuutas crotch making him moan. Suddenly he starts lowering him self onto your leg, dragging his clothed crotch up and down your lower thigh, full on humping it.

You marvel at how sensitive he is, little whines and moans escaping from his lips as he humped your leg. It was fascinating to have a big strong man such as Yuuta be turned into practically puddy in your hands after doing basically nothing.

"Please let me fuck you y/n, I promise ill do my best I just need you please."

And how could you stay no?

You nod and Yuutas eyes light up. Immedtaily he's lifting up your skirt, not even bothering to take off your underwear before ripping the flimsy fabric and diving face first into your dripping cunt. And God he thinks he's in heaven. You taste divine on his tongue he thinks, smell even better too. There's no technique to how yuuta eats you out, just licking and sucking like a starved man; saliva and your juices dripping down his chin. From the obcence amount of porn he watched he knows your clit is supposed to be somewhere on the top, and he knows he found it when he accidentally nudges on the pearl with his nose and your hips buck up with a loud moan. Immediately he's suckling on the meaty nub, swirling his tongue around it and letting spit pool onto it.

"Oh god yuuta m' gonna c-cum" Your voice has him moaning into your cunt and aggressively rutting his hips into the bed for relief. At this rate he was going to cum before you untouched, and that couldnt happen, no he needed to be inside you first.

Yuuta immediately relinquishes his ministrations on your pussy with a loud 'pop' making you whine at the loss of your release that was so close.

"Shh shh shh I know baby I just need to feel ya, need to feel ya squeeze my dick when ya cum first."

Yuutas pulling down his pants now, and you watch with wide eyes as his long length springs out; pretty angry red tip teeming with cloudy white precum that dribbled along the side of his girthy cock. You dont even have the chance to say anything before he's pressing into you making you whine at the pressure of his mushroom tip against your clenching hole.

He cant wait anymore, his body lurches forward and the moment he enters in you the wind is knocked out of him. You felt good? Try god like, Yuutas mind was in euphoria right now. His flesh light could never compare to the way your gummy walls sucked him in and hugged his cock.

"Y-you gotta l-losen up baby or im gonna ah~"

It was all too much, he wasn't even fully in you yet and he was down for the count. More importantly though he needed to say something about the tension deep in his stomach, how it was building and building until it was as tight as possible. All that left him, however, was a strangled cry when it snapped, and among it he heard you gasp. He couldn’t look though, couldn’t open his eyes and ignore the colors he was seeing behind his eyelids. Everything was good - so, so, so good. His skin was buzzing, mind cloudy, and the only thing he could focus on was the throbbing that was taking over his body.

Thick ropes of cum shot deep inside of you, the warmth of it sending waves of pleasure throughout your body.

"Yuuta did you just...."Yuuta looked entirely bothered. Hair tousled and face flushed from his orgasm and the added embarrassment of cumming in you so fast. "We can stop if you wa-"

"No!" Yuuta cut you off and yelled. "No not gonna stop" He said through gritted teeth and your eyes widen when you feel his already hard again dick continue to push into you.

The stretch was delicious. It had you squirming and writhing and you couldnt help but tighten as your body tried to push out the large foreign intrusion. You gasped when you felt his tip smush against your cervix, little bolts of electricity being sent through your stomach as he pressed against you.

Yuuta was slow at first, wanting to still admire the way your cunt swallows him up, the fat of his head have a hard time popping out with how greedy your cunny is being, he whines at how hot you are on the inside, but he’s quick to change to a faster pace.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he said hoarsely.

Unable to handle the sensation, you fall back, hands gripping his shoulders for dear life. Yuuta doesn’t let up his pace, in fact he increases it, pounding your poor little cunt with no remorse. His mind is foggy, everything just feels and looks so so good, he's not even thinking when he shoves his fingers in your mouth, digits pressing down on your tongue and swirling around in the spit.

"Your gonna let me use you when ever I want right? Gotta lot of time to make up for, you gonna be a good girl and always make me feel good right?"

You nodded eagerly, mouth lax around his fingers. His breathing began ending in curses, huffing against the back of your neck. You shivered and your hand tightened in his hair. His hips slapped against yours hard, and yours continued to move against his

Your cries and whimpers are like music to his ears and his breathing becoming jagged and irregular. There’s no warning when he comes.

As he blows his load, you feel his warmth soak your battered pussy. You’re wetter than ever down there, his milky semen leaking out as he continues to push into you relentlessly. Yuuta, unfazed by his ejaculate, keeps sliding his member in and out. His thrusts are not only slicker and frictionless with the help of his hot cum, but also noisier with the amount of liquid trapped inside of you.

He couldnt stop now. His body had kicked into auto pilot, a primal need for you setteled in as he thrusted in and out, creating a methodical fast rhythm that echoed in your ears. He couldnt hold back, he didnt want to hold back Yuuta was too far gone.

"Yuu! P-p-please slow down im gonna-"

Feverishly, your pussy tightens around his cock, your mouth opens but no sounds come out of it. Your orgams runs through your body like a lighting, igniting every single nerve just to come crashing into you in a wave of relief.

Your a mess now, drool decorating your cheeks and eyes glazed over as Yuuta continues to rut into you. Its all to much, your previous orgasm has your clit twitching and oversensitive but your too weak to push him away.

"M'sorry you just feel so so so good baby m'cant stop baby"

A/n: Im too lazy to write an ending

Hi! I noticed that you haven’t gotten any kiss prompt asks for Yuuta yet (as of the time I’m writing this) so can I ask number 67 for Yuuta?

YES you are the first to ask for yuuta <3 but there will be more to come !!

67: When One Stops The Kiss To Whisper “I’m Sorry, Are You Sure You-” And They Answer By Kissing Them More ___

you hadn't seen yuuta in ages.

three months two weeks and a day, to be exact. and if you'd thought about it, you could narrow that down to the hour, too.

he was doing important work overseas, and you couldn't be more happy for him. having been thrusted into the jujutsu society, he somehow managed to navigate it with ease, and you were certain he was a player in rewriting it, too. he was a special grade after all, he could do anything he pleased.

he'd worked hard to stake his place in a society he hadn't grown up in. and you'd been there every step of the way, since the day gojo had brought him to jujutsu tech, you'd been an ally to him.

it didn't take long for ally to turn friend, and then friend turned to... well, you weren't sure exactly. with him gone so much it was hard to have a real conversation about where it was you stood with each other. not long before he'd left, there'd been a shift in your relationship. your eyes began to linger on one another's for a few seconds longer than you were used to, you often made plans to spend time together without your other friends present, and the day yuuta left, he'd hugged you tightly, and maybe for a few beats more than he'd hugged the others. before he'd released you from his embrace he'd told you that he'd miss your company the most. you've been replaying those words in your head ever since.

you kept in constant contact with him, and he tried to extend the same to you, but his assignment kept him rather busy.

however yuuta would never fail to send you a good morning and goodnight text each time he picked up his phone first thing that day, or laid it down before going to bed that night.

if anyone asked you about him, you would sing him praises until maki was dragging you away to shut you up. but you couldn't help it- you were so proud of the sorcerer he'd grown into. he had more strength and was more capable than he'd ever thought himself to be when you first met. so when he was brought up, your eyes would go starry and you would simply sing.

but you missed him.

you missed him so terribly that your bones ached. your chest felt hollow. your movements seemed slower. you often found yourself drift out of conversations, even those that actively involved you. it all just seemed so... dull, without him here.

the day yuuta returned home, it was raining.

it had rained all morning in fact, the overcast skies bringing heavy showers. your attention tuned out of your lessons as soon as fat drops began to pelt into the classroom windows. you found yourself watching them race down the glass in between idly taking notes.

although your mood had been rather melancholic, as of late, the gloomy weather actually brightened you. at least it sparked an interest, something for you to entertain yourself with. once your lessons were over you'd hastily made your way to the front doors, eager to spend your afternoon sat on the steps. the top of the steps were so perfectly covered by the awning that you could enjoy the rainfall without being drenched by it.

despite your training having been light today, your muscles ease and relax as you perch on the top step. you wrapped around your knees, drawing your legs close so that you could rest your head atop them. the rain, though not accompanied by thunder, was loud. it washed over the roofing above you like a monsoon, and clattered against the ground like pebbles. it's noisiness soothed you.

but it happened to be too noisy, that you didn't hear the car pulling up, until it was parked in front of the school. curiously, you lift your head, trying to think who it was that had taken on a mission today to now be returned.

when a dark haired figure steps out of the backseat, clad in a all too familiar white jacket, your posture straightens a little further.

you can't hear him as he speaks to ijichi, his arms pitifully raising over his head in an attempt to ward off the rain, but you assume he's assuring the manager that he'll help with the bags.

it's not until he's throwing the strap of a sheathed sword over his shoulder that you're standing, heart finally catching up with your mind as you find yourself racing down the steps.

you pay no mind to the instant drenching of your hair, skin, and clothes, your only focus on your feet carrying you to the boy you missed so desperately that he was worth the discomfort of a little rain.

"yuuta!?"

his back is to you as he's helping ijichi get his things from the trunk of the car, but as soon as you speak his swiveling around eyes wide with utter excitement, and they seem to round even more when he sees you running towards him, not even trying to shield yourself from the rain.

your hair is stuck to your face, at your forehead, your cheeks, your neck, it's messy, and darkened by the constant attack of the rain, but it only makes yuuta's heart stutter more. he can see you grinning the closer you near, and his lips are taking the same shape before he knows it.

"careful!" he hollers over the rain, an afterthought that strikes him once he's snapped out of the lovely daze you'd sent him into.

just in time too, your foot slides over a particularly slick spot of pavement, sending him jolting forward in fear that you'd just sent yourself crashing to the ground.

instead he lets out a laugh as you glide for a moment over the pavement, but never seem to lose our balance as you continue your full sprint.

you're laughing too as you finally reach him, pausing to look at him in wonder before crashing into him, your own laughter bubbly and bright as you throw your arms around his neck and latching onto him with your hug.

"you're home!" you say delightedly through your nervously excited giggles.

despite the two of you being soaked to the bone yuuta returns your embrace with just as much fervor, his arms are around your waist like it's second nature and you're not sure which one of you is clinging harder to the other. your words say it better than anything he could think of to say, he thinks, i'm home.

"I can't believe- you didn't tell me you were coming back!" you're pulling away with a mocking furrow in your brow, the back of your hand smacking his chest in offense. "next time you call me!"

he laughs, a bit breathless, and somehow being scorned by you has never felt so wonderful.

you look beautiful, with rain making your hair cling to your skin, and your mascara run in just the slightest. you look more beautiful than his memory served, and yuuta knows he should explain himself, tell you that he'd wanted to surprise you and all your friends with his return, but words are lost on him.

hell he could almost forget about this downpour while he's standing here staring at you.

you're bewildered by his silence, your expression impatient as you wait for him to say something, anything at all. but yuuta's too lost, you can see it in the glaze over his eyes, the lazy smile on his face as he stares back at you.

and then he's closing what little space had been between you, wet hands sliding over your wet face as he gives into the only thought that's been occupying his mind since laying eyes on you again.

yuuta's kissing you, firm, passionate, fast. he kisses you so deeply you instantly forget that poor ijichi is still present, gathering as much of the luggage as he could before rushing away from the scene with a red face.

you're stunned, but your surprise does nothing to hinder you from kissing yuuta back with fervor. it's a bit messy, the rain making it easy for your lips to slide against each other. this doesn't seem to bother either one of you.

suddenly and in one swift movement, yuuta's pulling away, a horrified look in his eyes as he gapes at you.

"oh my god," he mumbles with wide eyes and worried brows. "i'm sorry, are you sure you-"

before he can even finish his question you're pushed forward again, your hands splayed over his neck to bring him towards you for another kiss. your mouth latches onto his with purpose, with devotion.

yuuta melts back into you as though he'd done this a thousand times, as though he'd already known home in the softness of your mouth.

even when you do part, both panting for breath, letting out quiet giggles as your eyes meet shyly, you hardly move. you stay nose to nose, your hands stuck on one another as if the rain had turned to glue.

"should we go inside so you can greet the others with such..." you trail off, your eyes bright as they flicker between his. "... passion?" your finished thought has you both giggling.

yuuta's thumb traces the trail of a raindrop down your cheek, his eyes following the motion before finding yours again. they're warm, and kind, just as you'd remembered them.

"maybe in just a minute," he sighs lovingly. "the rain's not that bad anyways"

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a/n: ilysm (i love yuuta so much) xoxo ~ jordie

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

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

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

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI is in love with you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“do you know japanese sign language?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[series masterlist] to build a home - gojo satoru

series summary: when (y/n) (y/l/n) catches wind that the notorious sorcerer killer, toji fushiguro, has children, she makes it her personal mission to find them.  the catch being she couldn’t tell a soul about them- the risk of the zen'in clan learning about them was too great.  keeping the secret isn’t the hard part, it’s lying to her friends, shoko ieiri, geto suguru, and of course gojo satoru, that she struggles with. especially when satoru has suddenly become so keen on keeping an eye on her lately. ___ [ introduction ] “Find The Star Plasma Vessel” 

[ one ] “Cigarettes and Other Things That Kill You” [ two ] “Playing Games Of Levitation”  [ three ] “Learning to Lie” [ four ] “Megumi and Tsumiki” [ five ] “Quality Time” [ six ] “I Held On As Tightly As You Held Onto Me” [ seven ] “Shikigami” [ eight ] “Bury A Friend”  [ nine ] “Retirement”  [ ten ] “Cursed Tool” [ eleven ] “Brazil” [ twelve ] “Those Who Regret, Those Who Defect, and Those Who Deflect” [ thirteen ] “Melt My Soul” [ fourteen ] “The Beginning Of The End Of All Things” [ fifteen ] “The Whole Truth” [ sixteen ] “The True End”

[epilogue] “For You, For Me”

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