Yuuta Okkotsu - Blog Posts

❝Despite everything, it's still you.❞

a quote from undertale that made me really think of yuta :) so i really wanted to draw this out

YUUTA NATION WE BAAAAACK

YUUTA IS BACK!

呪術廻戦 S2 Ep. 23: Shibuya Incident - Gate, Close

Profiles pt. 2 || 2etherial

m.list || yn’s group - extras

A/N -

-the main cast has all been introduced ‼️ there’s a few more people i wanna introduce/make known before the story begins tho!

tags: @sereniteav @iamyujisbitch @sad-darksoul @scrappedup

“That Stressed Bitch from Jujutsu Kaisen”

And this is just the jjk0 panels, bro lost all his lifespan (literally and figuratively) watching the Gojo vs Sukuna fight 😭😭😭

Firstly, love the detail of Maki being an earth pony.

Secondly, Yuji's cutie mark 🥺

JJK x MLP part 1 - Tokyo

I've been working on pony-fying a ton of JJK characters because every new interest I get must be hit with my pony autism beam. I've drawn a shitload and I'll be posting them in sections since I can't upload all of them in one 🥲

In my mind, cursed energy works like dark magic, which is why everyone is a unicorn (or alicorn)!

unyielding sword.

Hello trauma

the fact that gege drew this panel and then pulled ch 261 is wild

unyielding sword.

Yuuta, watching Megumi and Toge fight: Are you sure they should be fighting? What if they get hurt? Maki, not bothered by the chaos: It’s fine. They’re too evenly matched to hurt each other. Yuuta: Then... who’s the strongest out of you three? Megumi: Maki. Toge: Maki. Maki: Me.

Gojo's impact, already at the beginning of the story:

JJK 0 - The beginning of chapter 1

Later on, still the same chapter:

Yuuta Okkotsu & Rika Orimoto ♥ 

A Little Unlikeable||JJK ANGST Pt.3

(Various!Jujutsu Kaisen x fem!Reader + oc)

WARNING!: Character death, Mentions of Blood, Bullying(I think?), Mentions of suicide, Angst, Cringey stuff, Grammar errors

A/n: This is the last part of the minnie-series! Requests are open! Feel free to request. p.s. please reach out to someone if you are struggle with something :)

Pt.1  Pt.2

Finding the obnoxious Gojo Satoru was easy on campus. Ijichi had asked Gojo to follow him to the infirmary(?). 

“Hey, hey, Ijichi, where are we goinggg?” Gojo sang. Gojo Satoru isn’t a dumb man. He has a feeling there was another death. Another body to bury. Finding another soon to be sorcerer.

As Gojo and Ijichi arrived into the infirmary. Gojo had noticed a covered body on the operating table. Shoko revealed the head of the late sorcerer. Gojo’s eyes widen slightly. He swallowed hard.

Yeah, another body to bury...

No, it wasn’t another body to bury. Its an empty seat when he enters the classroom. 

He was in denial for a bit. This must be a prank. Yeah, a prank. He gave the other students a prank as well. “What happened?” Gojo calmly asked, Ijichi was nervous. “She-” Shoko was interrupted by the door opening and soon came in the other students.

The students were shocked, except for one. That one student was delighted.

Nobara couldn’t believe her eyes. “W-What? We just saw h-her this morning. Why is she-” She couldn’t finish her sentence as a sob came out of her mouth. Nobara turned to her right and cried on Itadori’s shoulder.

‘Why did this happen? This wasn’t supposed to happen.’

Itadori didn’t know how to react. He couldn’t cry.

He was used to losing people in his life.

Itadori slowly lifted his shaky arm and tried to comfort Nobara. This was unbelievable. I mean it was bound to happen. Why did it happen now? Why today? We were supposed to hang out today.

Megumi was in shock. He kept himself calm and composed on the outside though. He felt hurt and doubtful.

Did you not want to hang out with them? Did you not care about their feelings? No, he shouldn’t think like that. Not now. Not ever.

“Ok-Okaka!”

Toge Inumaki was also in denial. There was no way in hell you would go down so easily! Not when he once asked you to train with him, he got his butt whipped 3 times. Who the hell would do this to you?

Its not fair. But yet again, nothing in this world is fair.

Maki clenched her fists. “What happened to her?” Maki couldn’t believe her eyes. Shoko looked at the group with sad eyes, “She was killed by a cursed spirit, stronger than her.” Shoko explained.

No, no, no, no! Just like Inumaki, you wouldn’t go down like that. Whoever did this to you, Maki swore she will avenge you. How will she explain your death to your older brother?

How will she explain this to Yuuta?

Saki was...happy?

Finally, she’s dead. My cousin is finally dead! Now I have to get rid of Yuuta. After I’m done with Yuuta, I will be the next heir when Gojo steps down!

Saki quietly giggled.

That quiet giggle then turned to laughter.

The group of students turned to Saki, even the adults.

Why wasn’t she sad her cousin died?

“Saki,” Gojo spoke with a serious tone, “What's so funny?”.

Saki stiffened, “No-Nothing!”. Saki ran towards your body and picked up your hand. “Aww boo hoo! My dear cousin. Why did you die?” Saki said in a dramatic voice. “Saki” Gojo spoke once more. Saki stood there, with no emotion. Suddenly, she started laughing, “ I don’t know why you care about her. She’s useless!”.

A voice came from the entrance, “She is not useless. It is you who is useless”. All the attention is now directed towards the door.

It was Yuuta!

Saki widened her eyes and tried to attack Yuuta and plan her escape. Key word: Tried.

After Saki attacked Yuuta, she was now considered a curse-user. By-all-means, she was then killed by none other than Gojo. Everyone ignored Saki’s body. Yuuta took the time to walk over to your body and allowed a few tears to fall off his face. He used his hand to brush out your hair and kissed your forehead. 

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t protect you. You weren’t supposed to go before me. Wait for me a little longer, okay?” Sobs were heard in the room. That was the day they had to let go, but not enough to forget you.

END :)

TAGS:

@torilovesyuuji​

₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ clueless reader think they're in charge of the relationship , da dominant one and people believe u bcs they see ur boyfie is so cute and soft ~ u order him around and he obeys u like a good boy hehe , he sho sho adorable but he's the one who fucks and manhandles u like a ragdoll ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა n when he wants you to spread ur legs for him , u do so bcs u wldnt wnna be gripped in da hair and fucked senseless for being a brat, rightttttt? unless u wanna ~

yuta , yuuji , inumaki | nagi , reo , chigiri , bachira , isagi , yukimiya | shoyo, kenma , yamaguchi +ur faves

Fictional | O. Yuuta

Pairing(s) : Yuuta Okkotsu x Reader

Warnings : Angst!

Summary : Yuuta has had a long day, a tiring one. And he dreams of you, his comfort character. In a world where you're the fictional one.

Word count : 0.5k words

"You're back." He whispered as he felt your fingers brush his eyelids.

He was sitting on the floor, leaning onto the bed with his head just slightly tilted onto the bed. His feet were both still planted on the ground as he rested both hands on his knees.

"Hmhmm, you must be really tired. Did you miss me?" You asked with a smile on your face, hands brushing through his hair.

"I missed you so much." He said, followed by a long sigh.

You let out a small chuckle as you moved, lying on your stomach with your head right beside his ear. You planted a soft kiss on his ear and his neck before burrying your face in his shoulder.

"Don't push yourself too much, Yuuta."

"I'm not pushing myself too far."

"You're tired. You need to rest, you know? Even special grades need a break every now and then." You said as your arms made its way around his neck, hanging right in front of his chest. He grabbed your hands and gently pat them, holding them before kissing your fingers.

"You know, it's getting dark. You haven't had dinner, have you?" You asked.

"That can wait." He said as he pulled your arms, so you'd hold him tighter.

"Yuuta..."

"Don't. Just let us enjoy the moment."

"I love you, you know that, right? You really need to take care of yourself better."

He let out a hum of acknowledgement, but kept his eyes closed as he enjoyed the sensation of your hair brushing his neck and cheek, your face burried in the crook of his neck, and your arms holding him close. He never wanted the moment to end. Ever.

"Open your eyes, Yuuta." You whispered.

Yuuta opened his eyes, you were right, it was getting dark. He straightened his back and felt his sore muscles, he'd been sitting on the floor for too long.

He looked up to his desk, a poster stuck on the wall, right above his mini collection of mangas. You were there, smiling brightly. He couldn't help but smile as he looked at you. You were someone he'd protect with his all, someone he'd love with everything he had. If only the two of you existed in the same universe, he'd make sure your life was beautiful and safe, far away from the troubles you had to go through. He'd make sure you never had to cry alone from those painful events in your life.

And you'd do the same. You'd comfort him everytime he had a bad day, and you'd remind him to eat or clean up. You'd hug him tightly and run your hair through his hair. You'd be the perfect lover, and so would he.

"I wish you were real, Y/N." He said, mostly to himself and the empty room he called his home.

I wish we live in the same universe, where we'd be able to love each other and have our happy ever after. He said in his heart, not letting his mouth speak those words aloud.

"But, you're not real."

Check out the short version of my speedpaint on insta!

Hey! I saw that you’re writing for JJK characters - do you have a limit on your requests? I have some ideas!

My first one is yuta x sorcerer reader where they’re starting to develop romantic feelings for each other and reader begins to put themselves down by comparing themselves to rika (yuta is unaware they’ve been feeling this way)

Thank you!!🫶🫶🫶

Sypnosis - As odd as it was, you were jealous of a curse. But in truth, your own self-worth was to blame for the situation.

Warning(s) - canon JJK violence, mature themes, foul language, RIka (I love her but she terrifies me)

A/N - I feel like this request would actually be me if I was at Jujutsu Tech, so thank you Anon for unknowingly making me feel very seen.

! PIECE BEGINS UNDERNEATH THE CUT !

It all started when you slowly began to distance yourself from Yuuta.  

"Hey, Maki!" Yuuta waves, jogging towards Maki with a smile plastered onto his face. His arm is lifted in a friendly wave, one that Maki returns as he makes his way over to her. "Quick question, have you seen (Y/N) anywhere? I've been looking all over and I just can't find her." 

Maki hums in thought, the tip of her weapon tapping against her lip. She shakes her head shortly after, her shoulders lifting in a shrug. "No idea, I haven't seen her either." 

Yuuta's face falls, an expression of worry overtaking the smile that had previously turned his lips upward. His fingers fidget with one another, nails scraping against the sides of his skin as worry crawls into his stomach.  

"I'm sure she's just caught up with her own missions, that's all," Maki says reassuringly, taking a mental note of the concerned expression that had slowly wormed its way onto Yuuta's face. She reaches out, placing a gentle palm against his shoulder and squeezing, smiling at him.  

He nods in agreement – there had been times where his missions piled up and he was left with little to no time to relax. Maybe you just so happened to be caught up in the same situation, it wasn't unlikely.  

"Right, yeah," he mutters offhandedly, his gaze shifting to the floor. He stares down at his shoes for a moment, feeling the pit of worry in his stomach only deepen.  

< ... > 

"(Y/N)! Hey!" Yuuta smiles widely upon seeing you walking beside Inumaki. He lifts his hand in a wave, pausing as he notices the darkened expression on your face. Your eyes flicker away from him, and through the side of your mouth you mumble something to Inumaki before quickly departing.  

Yuuta slows as he grows nearer to Inumaki, eyebrows knit together curiously. Already, you were halfway down Jujutsu Tech's front stairs, back turned to both Yuuta and Inumaki.  

He watches as you leave, turning then to Inumaki, who also stares curiously at you. The sudden change in attitude was unlike you — and he’d be lying if he said that wasn’t curious as to why you acted out the way that you had. 

“Is everything okay with (Y/N)?” Yuuta inquires, lifting his finger to his mouth, nibbling nervously on it. Just over his shoulder, Rika watches curiously, her head tilted slightly to the side in a mixture of jealousy and intrigue.  

"Salmon," Inumaki responds, lifting his shoulders in a shrug.  

< … >  

Groaning to yourself, you catch your head as it falls into your hands. Laid out on your desk are your schoolbooks, none of which have anything written into them even though your original intention had been to catch up on the homework that you were missing. 

But, of course, your mind had wandered elsewhere, too focused on a different situation entirely – your avoidance of Yuuta.  

You hadn't meant to avoid him as much as you did, but it wasn't as if you could help it. Each and every time you did so much as look at him, she was right there to curl a protective hand around him, tugging him further and further away from you with every interaction.  

Was it a little pathetic that you were comparing yourself to a Cursed Spirit? Maybe. But that didn't eradicate the fact that she actively kept Yuuta from doing anything with anyone – Maki was lucky to be within a five mile radius of Yuuta for training purposes.  

Rika was protective – but it wasn't that fact that bothered you. What bothered you was the fact that, unlike Rika, you weren't able to protect or be there for Yuuta in the same way that she could. You weren't nearly as strong as she was, you were a measly Third-Grade after all.  

You couldn't even keep up with your classmates – even Maki was too swift for you sometimes. Of course, there was always room to improve, but watching everyone else improve while you remained the same stung, like a fresh wound that you had just poured peroxide over.  

Even with your lack of skill, your classmates still respected you like they would any other Jujutsu Sorcerer. Maki always made sure to offer her hand to you after training with you, Panda would offer you helpful advice when you ran the track with him, hell, even Inumaki would fix your form when you practiced your Cursed Technique.  

And, of course, there was Yuuta.  

He was the one to cheer you on during training, he was the one to help you patch whatever scratches your body sustained after lessons, he was the one to crack muttered jokes to you while Gojo lectured, he was the one to cut his lunch in half on the days that you had accidentally forgotten yours in your dorm – Yuuta had been there for you since the very beginning.  

So then why did she make you as insecure as she did? 

Rika was a curse, a manifestation of negative emotions. Her sole purpose is to protect Yuuta in situations where he's incapable of protecting himself. And even then, you had only really seen her in action once – and that was when she had lost control of herself watching Maki overpower Yuuta during a physical lesson.  

You sigh to yourself, fingernails scratching against the sides of your head. A gentle sound rouses you from your thoughts, and it's then that you realize you had unintentionally started crying. You stare down at the tear marks that had fallen onto the pages of your notebook, smudging the lines and your writing.  

You lift your fingers to swipe your tears away, already feeling pathetic at the fact that you found yourself crying over an issue that you genuinely had no control over. It wasn't as if you could exorcise Rika and suddenly all of your problems would have fixed themselves.  

A knock at your dormitory door stops that thought before it can escalate.  

"(Y/N)? It's me!"  

Yuuta. 

Quickly, you swipe your palms against your eyes, no doubt leaving the skin there red and irritated. Huffing in annoyance, you wipe the end of your shirt against your eyes, praying that he wouldn't be stupid enough to point out the obvious once you opened the door.  

You stand from your desk, not bothering to push in your chair as you stride towards the door. On the other side is Yuuta, his lips pulled upward in that smile that always seemed to brighten everyone's day, no matter how dark it may have been.  

You don't say anything, already feeling guilt seep into your bones. Even with you avoiding him constantly, Yuuta still came to find you. God, you felt like such a bitch.  

"Hey," you say quietly, swallowing the waver in your voice and forcing yourself to smile at him.  

"Hey. I – uh – noticed you've been distant lately. Is everything okay? Is there anything that you want to talk about with me?" Yuuta offers softly, wringing his hands out nervously in front of him. He did that often, mainly when he spoke to Maki. It was cute to you, how nervous he was.  

"Oh," is all you manage to get out. Your eyes flicker away from his, instead watching as a group of students wander the hallways, turning the corner before vanishing from your line of sight. You know that Yuuta is still watching you expectantly, wanting you to say something but also not wanting to force you into an uncomfortable conversation.  

No time like the present, right? 

"It's a stupid issue, really. I wouldn't want to--" 

"It's not stupid if it's you (Y/N)," Yuuta cuts you off, his cheeks immediately burning a bright shade of pink. He swallows quickly, lifting his hands and waving them back and forth. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to cut you off! But it's true!" 

You stare in awe at him for a moment, your mouth dry as you stand silently in the doorframe of your dorm. Neither of you say anything for a second or two, staring at the other as if they had sprouted a second head.  

"Sorry...how about we just talk, yeah?" Yuuta offers, his lips turning upward in another one of those smiles that melts your heart.  

You nod, stepping to the side and permitting him entry. He walks past you, taking a seat on the small couch in your dormitory. He had been in there many times before, but recently, many of your little traditions had faded into nothing but little memories.  

Your teeth dig into your bottom lip, tugging the skin upward before you release it just as you feel blood beginning to drip from the self-inflicted wound.  

Hesitantly, you sit on the couch beside Yuuta, lifting your legs and crossing your ankles over one another. He waits patiently for you to start talking – the last thing that he wanted was to make you uncomfortable.  

"I swear I didn't mean to be so distant," you begin. A buzzer sounds loudly in your head – liar. You continue anyway, ignoring the little nagging voice nestled in the back of your mind. "It's just, I don't know, I haven't felt great recently." 

Yuuta remains silent, his hands folded in his lap as he watches you intently. He can feel his heart clenching at your words, how had he not noticed that you were suffering before?  

"Why?" 

"Because I'm not like you or anyone else. You all are special, you're all talented in your own way. Hell, even Rika is--" 

You cut yourself off before you bite out an undeserved insult towards Rika. Your jealousy of her was strong, obviously, but you never wanted to verbalize that to Yuuta. What if then he turned his back on you too? Then you'd really be left with absolutely nothing.  

"I just don't feel like I'm supposed to be here – at Jujutsu Tech," you finally admit. Internally, you cringe at just how childish your voice sounds, how it breaks between words and shakes as you bite back the sobs that rise in your throat.  

You pause at the feeling of someone's fingers slipping into your own. Your gaze flickers down to where your hand had been resting on the couch, shocked to see that Yuuta had bravely reached out to hold your hand.  

"You do belong here (Y/N). You're just as good a sorcerer as any of the rest of us, if not better. I mean, who else could take on Inumaki in a fight and stand a chance?" 

Your lips quirk apprehensively into a smile. Yuuta smiles at the sight of it, his eyes crinkling at the corners as his fingers momentarily squeeze your own.  

"I've always thought that you were the strongest," Yuuta whispers, talking as if he's sharing a secret that he wants only you to hear. Your cheeks heat at his words, eyes widening slightly.  

"Really?" 

Yuuta nods happily, squeezing your fingers again. "Yeah." 

You find yourself smiling at him, feeling your heart warm at his sentiment. Suddenly, every single negative comment you had ever uttered to yourself fades into the void – replaced instead by the warmth that Yuuta's words had provided you.  

"And I've always love-" Yuuta cuts himself off, pressing his lips together into a firm line before he's able to finish. You glance upward, already feeling your heart sink at the sight of Rika hovering behind Yuuta, her clawed hand resting on his shoulder. It feels like she's tempting him to finish, wanting to have an excuse to begin screaming and throwing a tantrum. 

You retract your hand from Yuuta's grip, but amazingly, he reaches for you again. For the first time, he ignores the curse behind him, keeping his focus solely on you. Only you. 

"Yuuta-" 

"I've always loved you (Y/N). And I hate to hear you say that you think you aren't as strong as the rest of us because in all honesty, you're stronger than any of us could ever be," Yuuta explains, wincing as he feels Rika claw into his shoulder, but he continues to ignore her presence.  

"If it wasn't for you, I don't think that any of us would be where we are right now." 

Weirdly enough, you feel yourself tearing up at Yuuta's words, the burning sensation of tears blurring your vision, obscuring your view of Yuuta. He smiles at you, using his other hand to brush away the tears that just barely cling to your bottom lash line.  

He opens his arms to you, smiling as you shift into them, pressing your face into his shoulder and allowing yourself to be wrapped in the warmth of his embrace.  

"Thank you," you whisper, your voice caught by the fabric of his shirt, but he hears you all the same.  

"You don't need to thank me for anything."