saved by you. jujutsu sorcerer au.
aged up yuta okkotsu x fem!reader | mdni. [18+]
pairing: jujutsu sorcerer au, aged up ; jujutsu sorcerer yuta okkotsu x non-sorcerer reader (fem.)
plot: plagued by constant pain, switching from your thighs to the skin around your hips, not one doctor found an explanation for the odd scenario. working multiple night shifts in a scrabby bar to earn at least the rent, you're surprised when a boy your age stopped you in th middle of the streets. with a katana. pulled into a dark alley. on the way to work. was death so close?
warnings + tags before each chapter!
author's note: i love yuta, too much to be honest. that's all i have to say. we aged him up obviously, and it happens after he returned from abroad. just forget about the shibuya incident. hope you enjoy! ♥
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🡦 minazuki mini series (COMPLETED)
🡦 F!reader x gojo satoru
genre. mild angst, action, psychological/thriller, mystery, romance, mature themes, enemies-to-lovers, very slow burn, arranged-marriage au (tokyo metropolitan arc to shibuya arc; canon compliant-ish).
description. In which Y/N L/N is placed under a union she has no choice but to partake for the sake of her survival.
series warnings. dark themes, very heavy manga spoilers, paranoia, future sexual themes/smut, violence, blood, heavy objectification of women, mentions of rape, harassment, heavy themes on misogyny, child abuse, mentions of child destruction, heavy degradation, bride-market, breeding talks, compliance to abuse/harrasement/patriarchal system, false constructs on virginity, murder/man slaughter, blood, anti-hero!Y/N, mentions of suicide, self-harm, not beta-read.
MINORS DNI (this story has a lot of questionable stuff)
Playlist + taglist is closed + main jjk masterlist + minazuki extras/omakes + Ao3 version
— under this masterlist includes collections, drabbles, oneshots, blurbs, and other written pieces sorted by group and age order. please inform me if ever there are any broken links. groups: tomorrow x together, enhypen, nct, seventeen, the boyz. last updated: 23.07.08.
LOVE VOMIT [n.] — the term when you become too full with your feelings too quickly and too frequently that you end up spitting everything out before even getting the chance to digest. this happens to you more often than you’d like to admit— every quarter, actually, ever since starting college. but what can you do when the prospect of falling in love is just too good to say no to? what can you do when maybe the next desert might actually stay inside your system this time?
or, wherein you fall in love with a different guy every season but fail to notice the one that’s been looking at you the whole year.
PAIRING. choi soobin x female! reader (ft. the rest of txt x reader).
GENRE. college! au, orgmate! soobin, strangers to friends to lovers, slice of life, romance, humor, mild angst, comfort (no hurt), SLOWBURN, featuring some members of seventeen, enhypen, and le sserafim.
WARNINGS. reader is shorter than soobin, swearing, drinking, kissing, unrequited feelings, annoying org jargon.
WORD COUNT. 36k.
TAGLIST. @stellz581 @michipan @goldennika @taekwondoes @cerealdreamwriter
NOTE. this fic is a five-in-one but it’s obvious endgame is (hint: look at the header). thoroughly enjoyed projecting all my past crushes into my dear tubatu boys haha i hope no one i know personally reads this haha.
some of the scenes were lifted from my own personal experiences HUAHAH have fun guessing which ones are real (but embellished) and made up for the sake of the story 😎. anyhow, this is long. this is slow. but i do hope the payoff at the end is worth watching soobin’s year long suffering when he finally gets the girl 😭 hope to hear your thoughts on this. enjoy!
reposted because tumblr is an ass.
THE TIME IS SPRING. A soft musk in the air, freshly bloomed flowers lining the sidewalks, and the start of a new semester. There’s something gentle about springtime, reminiscent of crisp blankets straight from the dryer with lavender seeping into its cotton folds, and sunlight leaking through pleated sheer curtains. The season is for cherry blossoms and picnic baskets, outings and first loves. You’ve always associated these things with spring, however none of these sensibilities are present tonight.
-soobin watched this anime "made in abyss" and didn't recommend the anime, saying that the only good part was the plot and that the anime was disturbing (this last part was translated wrongly, putting it as if he had said "provocative").
-the anime talks about a character who lives in a city located around a crater, and at some point the protagonist decides to explore the crater in search of her mother with the help of a robot boy.
-during the search the characters go through situations of extreme violence, I can't say if it was the protagonist who suffered SA, apparently it was another character who, upon suffering SA, decided to go to the crater on a suicide mission.
-this anime has explicit and disturbing graphic violence, which is why it was censored in Korea (this being the version that soobin watched).
-a person watching a work with violence does not mean that they support what happens to the characters, if that is the case, people who consume works such as wonder egg priority, game of thrones, hannibal, berserk, euphoria and so on should also be cancelled.
-soobin assistiu esse anime "made in abyss" e não recomendou o anime, dizendo que a única parte boa era o plot e que o anime era perturbador (essa ultima parte foi traduzida de forma errada, colocando como se ele tivesse falado "provocative").
-o anime fala sobre uma personagem que mora em uma cidade que se localiza ao redor de uma cratera, e em algum momento a protagonista decide explorar a cratera em busca de sua mãe com a ajuda de um garoto robô.
-durante a busca os personagens passam por situações de violencia extrema, não sei dizer se foi a protagonista que sofreu SA, aparentemente foi uma outra personagem que ao sofrer SA decide ir para a cratera em uma missão suicida.
-esse anime tem violencia grafica explicita e perturbadora, motivo pelo qual foi censurado na Coreia (sendo essa a versão que o soobin assistiu).
-uma pessoa assistir uma obra com violência nao significa que ela apoie o que acontece com os personagens, se for assim pessoas que consomem obras como wonder egg priority, game of thrones, hannibal, berserk, euphoria e etc deveriam também ser canceladas.
social media smau | choi soobin x gender neutral reader
synopsis › in a universe where you and your soulmate swap bodies on your twenty-first birthday and every birthday after that. world renowned soloist soobin is set to have a concert on the day of your guys’ shared birthday, a firm believer he doesn’t have a soulmate and wants nothing to do with them. you, a college student who hasn’t listened to a single one of his songs, swap bodies with him on the day of your final exam and his big concert. you’re now under the public eye for ruining his career and soobin has to deal with your wrath since he failed your exams. he must also process the fact that he does in fact have a soulmate, one he couldn’t care less about.
genre › soulmate au, strangers to enemies to lovers, idol and college setting, crack and slight angst
notes; all of soobin’s accounts are yn and all of yns accounts are soobin until the end of their birthday
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୨୧✧ — synopsis; in a universe where you and your soulmate swap bodies on your twenty-first birthday and every birthday after that. world renowned soloist soobin is set to have a concert on the day of your guys’ shared birthday, a firm believer he doesn’t have a soulmate and wants nothing to do with them. you, a college student who hasn’t listened to a single one of his songs, swap bodies with him on the day of your final exam and his big concert. you’re now under the public eye for ruining his career and soobin has to deal with your wrath since he failed your exams. he must also process the fact that he does in fact have a soulmate, one he couldn’t care less about.
Context: This guy from my frat (I’m in a coed academic frat) is really into geography, and he’s been trying to learn all the state capitals of Brazil. I happen to be Brazilian, so I’ve been helping him learn them along with pronunciations. One day I was eating a pack of m&ms and decided to quiz him. If he got the question right he got an m&m, and if he got it wrong I’d eat it. Thus a tradition between us was born. If I’m eating a snack I’ll quiz him a bit and give him a tiny treat if he’s right.
Anyways, today I was in our frat lounge eating some m&ms by myself, kinda minding my own business. I eventually got really bored and wondered what would happen if I gave everyone in a lounge an m&m except for him, so I did that. He noticed and then started dropping every Brazilian state capital he could think of, getting increasingly desperate until he just started naming random Brazilian cities. A few of them he repeated multiple times to get the perfect pronunciation. It was like watching a dog do every trick it knows in rapid succession, just hoping something would get a treat. I eventually gave him a few m&ms and started wondering what the hell I’ve done
a/n: when i looked for inspiration for this fic to get an understanding of what you were requesting, i found A LOT of furry stuff and it made me a little uncomfy. because i don't prefer to write furry things or anything of the sorts, i changed the content of this fic just a bit but i hope you still enjoy it <33
‘Take this basket of food to your ill grandmother’ your mother had said. ‘You’ll be completely fine, just don’t stray off the path.’
Should you have listened? You’re not sure.
You relax your body back into the surprisingly soft bed again, your legs shaking from yet another orgasm squeezed out of you. Your thighs are soaked with your own juices, and your arms are bound over your head. You let out a shaky breath, throat moving against the leather collar fastened around your neck.
“We’re not quite finished yet, darling,” the voice between your legs states flatly, and you can feel him nip at the inside of your thighs. A whimper slips out of your swollen lips, and you take in the scene around you for the millionth time in the last couple hours. You’re in a small house off the main path in the forest, the clean wooden walls and cool stone floors nothing like how you imagined them to be. When your mother always told you the tales of the dangerous wolf that lives off the path, you didn’t expect a handsome raven-haired boy who was quite charming. So, when you went off from your little village with your red cape and picnic basket for your sick grandmother, you definitely didn’t imagine yourself in this situation.
He was leaning against a tree when you first saw him, his dark blue eyes meeting yours through the foliage. You were immediately drawn to him for no reason, a blush spreading across your cheeks when a small smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. Whenever you’d want to stray off the path and run to those beautiful eyes, your mother’s words of warning echoed through your mind.
If you stray off the path, the wolf will devour you. It's not safe in the forest.
It was when he wagged his finger at you, beckoning you to come to him, that you couldn’t help but obey. You followed him through the trees, farther and farther away from the path until you came upon his house. He had invited you inside, then swiftly pushed you against the wall and pressed his lips into yours. Every piece of logic and reason had escaped from your mind and you were sucked into the heat of the moment, allowing the boy to do whatever he would so desire with you. And ‘boy’ was an understatement. He looked a little older than you, almost 20, and had the body of a god—every piece of his appearance was nothing like how you imagined.
But quite frankly, none of this was like how you imagined.
Pulled back to the present, you gasp when he swiftly enters into you, gripping at your waist with his strong and slender fingers, thrusting into your pussy at an alarming pace, causing you to arch your back into the mattress. He moves down closer to you and captures your lips in a passionate kiss, and you tug against the restraints binding your hands. In moments they’re gone and your bruised wrists are free, and your hands clutch onto his back. His muscles expand and contract underneath your touch, and your fingers brush against a softer piece of skin and the boy lets out a moan, surprising you. He continues his pace, and you keep your hands on his back, tracing his muscles with your fingers. It takes you a moment to realize the softer pieces on his back are actually scars. Every time your fingers brush up on one or you push your palms against one, the boy whimpers or moans under your touch, cock twitching inside of you. His breathing along with your own is heavy, and you can feel his thrusts becoming less uniform and sloppier, and you dig into his back as you feel another orgasm creeping up on you.
“Ah! G-gonna c-cum... can’t h-hold...” You spray your juices all over his thighs and the bedsheets with a strangled cry, and he growls low in your ear, masking his whimpers from where you’re still touching his back.
“That’s right, darling. Now let me fill you up like the good girl you are.” He nips at the soft skin by your collarbone, relishing in the beautiful sounds coming out of your mouth. Tears stream down the sides of your eyes, the pleasure becoming too much for your body to handle. Every inch of your skin is on fire, and the boy continues to leave dark purple marks on your neck, occasionally tugging at the collar around your neck.
“Fuck… you’re such a pretty girl, huh? I’m- shit -so lucky to have found you, isn’t that right?” He growls into your ear, and your eyes screw tight and you try to focus on his voice. You can feel every part of him connected to you, like an invisible bond forging through your passion and lust, joining you together as one as he pounds mercilessly into your throbbing cunt.
He seemed so cool and calculating when you first saw him—you never expected him to be so easily driven to the brink of insanity. His dark hair falls out of place and brushes against your forehead, and you can see the tiny droplets of sweat on his brow. His blue eyes move up your body and meet yours, and for a second you see something more than animalistic lust—was that love you saw? Whatever it was, it was gone as quickly as you noticed it.
Your throat is raw from your moans and you can feel your body growing more exhausted by the second. You don’t know how he’s lasted this long, but you know it’s not going to continue much longer. His slender fingers dig into your waist and he lets out a hiss of pleasure, cock twitching against your walls.
“Hah- fuck..” You claw into his back with a cry as he pushes into you one last time, hot load spilling inside of you with an almost angelic groan. He halts his movements, still gripping onto you as he catches his breath over you. Your body falls back onto the bed, and your eyes flutter shut, a sudden tiredness overtaking you.
“You did good, darling.” The last thing you hear is his voice and a small kiss being pressed into your damp forehead before the world goes black.
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The sound of birds chirping brings your mind back to the world, and your eyelids open slowly, adjusting to the light. You’re lying on your side in a small clearing just off the path, flowers blooming around your body and the soft grass tickling your face. Your mind flashes back to what happened, and images of the ‘wolf’ appear in your head.
Did that really happen? Or did I just imagine it all?
You sit up, and a numbing pain shoots through your body, resonating in your legs and core.
Nope. It definitely happened.
You look down at your body, and everything seems to be back how it was before. Your red cape is spotless and smells faintly of home, your picnic basket is placed by your feet, all the food inside still intact. You reach for the woven basket, and let out an small gasp of surprise. Dark bruises mark your wrists from where they were restricted earlier, and you scramble to your feet. You pull up your white shirt under your cape, and brush your fingers over the marks on your hips. Your heart beats a little faster, body remembering what it felt like only moments ago. You adjust yourself and hook the basket on your arm, thrusting your hand into your pocket. Your fingers close around a slip of crumpled paper, and you pull it out. Eyes glancing over the strangely neat writing, your cheeks flush pink and a smile tugs at your lips, stomach doing flips inside you. You stuff the paper back into your pocket and make your way through the trees back onto the path, mind clinging onto the words on the slip.
Don’t be afraid to stop by again, I’d be more than happy to treat you once more. You seem to be the perfect match for me.
Stormy blue eyes watch you from behind a tree, a smile playing on the boys lips as he observes your reaction to his note. He’s certain he’ll be seeing you again, much to his enjoyment. He’d never admit it to anyone but himself, but it seems the ‘big bad wolf’ of the forest is slowly falling in love with a certain village girl.
