#yuji drabble

everyone is 18+ // yuji x fem!reader // just fluff // no use of y/n // gb yuji he's so lost man // drabble // yuji is oblivious // he's a cutie who just has his head in the clouds // he's madly in love w/ reader and just doesn't realize it // megumi and nobara will need some shots after this one lolol yuji put them THROUGH it

part one , part two

notes: had this one in the drafts for a bit and wanted to finish it, bc I thought it was just a cute lil idea <3

"You totally like her," Nobara says, like it's the most obvious thing in the world to everyone but Yuji.

"Definitely not," Yuji shakes his head immediately. "I'm pretty sure I'd know if I liked her like that."

"You sure?" Megumi snorts, and Nobara shoots him a look that alone proves her entire point.

Yuji groans, "Guys, stop… she's just like… a good friend, that's all."

Megumi rolls his eyes, "A good friend? You're practically clinging to her like a lost puppy."

"Am not."

"Yeah?" Megumi leans forward, really emphasizing his next words. "So if she walked in right now, you wouldn't be glued to her side."

"I only do that because it makes her feel safe," he answers, quickly brushing Megumi off.

Nobara chokes back a laugh, "Her? Please. More like you're so damn whipped you're basically turning into her guard dog."

"I swearrrr," Yuji drags out his words, lip jutting into a pout, looking pitiful as ever.

"Then explain why you're always making excuses to touch her," Megumi cuts in, looking at him like there's no way he can talk his way out of this one.

"What do you mean?" He actually pauses, taking a moment to think it over. "I never do that– I mean, yeah, we hug a lot… and I pick her up sometimes, maybe spin her around a bit, but like so what? Every guy does that."

They both just stare at him, wide-eyed like this is the moment when it should all dawn on him, that he's madly in love with you.

"... No, they don't??" They both say in unison after a moment, realizing that Yuji is beyond the point of help.

Yuji blinks. "They don't?"

"God," Nobara mutters, her hands rubbing down her face, trying to process how it's even possible to be this oblivious.

"He's worse than we thought," Megumi adds, shaking his head, partly pitying his friend for being so unaware of his own feelings.

"Wait– you guys have been talking about me?" Yuji looks between them, a little shocked they would do such a thing.

"Only because you're so damn oblivious it's painful," Megumi says flatly.

"I swear I don't–"

"Then what do you like about her?" Megumi cuts him off again, not having any of Yuji's excuses.

For a second, Yuji doesn't answer—too caught up in trying to figure out where to even start. God, there's too much, too many little things he likes about you, that he can't even begin to narrow it down.

He lets his eyes wander to the ceiling, as if it'll help him find all the right words. "I mean… everything? Her smile, her laugh… the way her hand fits in mine."

"So you're saying you held her hand, Itadori–" Megumi's pinching the bridge of his nose, trying to find a way to get it through his thick head. "You held her goddamn hand."

"Yeah?" Yuji rubs the back of his neck, smiling a little. "Her hands were small too, so perfect in my hands… like they were made just for mine–"

They're still staring at Yuji when it finally hits him. 

"Holy shit I'm in love with her." 

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i. yuji | 18+ — rough sex, marking

Itadori Yuji forgets his own strength. He forgets pretty much everything, actually, when he’s buried in your tight heat like this.

His pace is desperate, relentless. Pounding into you so hard you feel it all the way in your stomach, your sternum, syncing up with the beat of your heart. He’s rough, gripping your waist, blunt fingernails digging into your flesh until dark red crescents bloom beneath them. He grunts and moans and pleads your name against the skin of your throat, his breath puffing warm and heavy against you as he slams his length into you over and over and over and…God, it kind of hurts. 

bf!yuji teaching you how to fight ꪆৎ sfw, fluff, established relationship, gn!reader

"Make sure your middle knuckles are touching your cheeks. Like they're framing your face,"

"Like this?" you hold your hands up and level them with the sides of your face.

"Yeah, that's good!" he nods. "Now punch." he says, watching you carefully and waiting for your next move.

You piston your fist forward with focus, and then turn to face him once you're done, waiting for his feedback.

"That was better than earlier." he gives you a thumbs-up and moves to stand infront of you. "Now hit me."

The smile that had formed on your face because of his approval fades immediately. "What? Are you serious?"

He chuckles at your stunned expression. "I am. C'mon what are you waiting for?" he beckons.

"Okay..." you take a deep breath, still unsure of how to proceed. You stare at his form, deciding where you should throw your fist, and punch.

One of his hands immediately comes up to push your fist away and dodge.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 puppyboy! yuji on his first night back after you adopt him is a mess.

excitement palpable, lips parted to pant— head nodding off in your direction every chance he gets. frowning when you push his head away when he gets too close, it’s all chaos. but the real challenge comes when it’s finally time to sleep. pink hair ruffled from his incessant need for pets peaking out from under your covers he’s strong armed himself in.

you’d given him a place to sleep— respectable, bed of his own. but the second you introduced him to the area he was all growls and bared teeth. not at you, never at you; but the empty and cold and loneliness of it made him feel off. so now here he was, sturdy… big body wiggling himself up and up so he was braced on either side of you. looking down at you while the wag of his stupidly strong tail knocked the blanket off you both.

“thank you for bringing me home.” he smiled, the most cheery hybrid from where you got him, that same aura of brightness following him here too. barely letting you get in one of your own before he leaned his warm nose down to your cheek. “you smell good.” yuji quipped. followed by rapid little breaths, like he was savoring your warmth.

letting the tickle of it simmer for a second, you gifted him with a giggle. that was enough to send him over the edge.

you didn’t know he would react this way to something so natural, but the moment those hiccup’s left— hands that kept him hovered over you dropped down to your face. holding you in place while the muscles in his body contracted. the most he could describe the feeling as was pure happiness, happy he made you laugh.

he didn't feel it, didn't make the conscious decision for his hips to start rocking against the plane of your hip. didn't know he was doing it until a little tremor ran up his spine, something felt good and he didn't know what it was. you were ignorant to the feeling too, at first you thought he was getting comfortable, a little worried he was getting too close and intimate yes— but nothing that denoted anything malicious.

maybe it was because he didn't mean it that you didn't pick up on it. not until he openly whined, until his tongue lolled out of his mouth and he was drooling on you that it clicked. but a simple shove from you wasn't nearly enough to knock him off you. he was too sturdy, much bigger and heavier than anything you could throw off; your own legs rising to try and gain any sort of leverage or momentum, it wasn't until you whined that he peeled himself off you.

gaze glazed over, a line of drool connecting the pink of his tongue to the heat of your cheek fully glistening with the remains of his unhinged jaw. eyes open, he knew you were looking up at him in a sort of horror that sent another thrill down his spine- he didn't know what that was, or what any of this was. he'd heard of a prey drive, but any and all information that made him think too hard rolled off his back like water. looking down at you with equally wide eyes and still twitching hips, he didn't mean it. you just smelled so good, and were so warm, and- "yuji!"

ah, well that was it for him.

too lost in the little thoughts that rarely rattled in his dumb brain, he didn't hear or notice the squeak of the bed- or the jolt of your body when his innocent little ruts had turned rough. or the suspicious wet, sticky mess bleeding through his boxers; making a mess of the sliver of skin he'd been rutting on. his own concern showing when he sat up off you, kneeling with you still settled still and quiet while watching him tug his boxers down.

inquisitive, his hands pulled a still hard length free. hissing, the cold air of the room cooling him down in an unpleasant way. grabbing the base of his spent cock, squeezing with the swell coloring the band of skin he was currently holding. looking up at you like you knew what was going on, but you were too busy simmering. not even mad that he had used you to get off, upset that you were wet and throbbing and his big dumb head was too ignorant to notice.

megumi who loves pleasing yuji but never rly wants to be touched

it might be nice in the future, he knows he’ll eventually want it, but he doesn’t really need it. he likes yuji, likes the way he looks and how he tastes and smells—megumi feels like it’s enough to just give to him.

sneaking into yuji’s room and under the blanket as the sun is rising bc he misses him and doesn’t really know how to express it any other way. yuji stirs awake and isn’t even surprised at the sensation, used to it, tangles his fingers into gumi’s fluffy hair and lets him suck his cock down into his mouth >.>

“h-hi—“ yuji breathes, blinks his eyes open to look down at the way megumi’s lips are stretched around him, fat bubbles of spit pouring down the length and pooling up at the base. his vision, still a little blurry, makes out the rise and fall of the blanket from the way gumi is bobbing his head.

“you—haah—couldn’t sleep?”

and megumi just says mm mm, relaxes his throat so he can sink further down. he delights in the pretty sounds yuji always makes- low, sleepy groans that are just loud enough so only they can hear them. likes the way yuji always coaches him through it: just like that, suck the whole thing.. you’re just perfect, aren’t you? feels so good.

yuji thinks his best friend is some kind of incubus. always so happy to get it from him, dragging all the pleasure out his cock and praise out of his mouth, drinks it all up in one and still leaves yuji needing at the end. he wants to make it last but he can’t take his eyes off of him quickly enough, the visual is too much. he cums with an airy whine, dick twitching out ropes inside of megumi’s mouth. he feels.. eager. wants to push through the limp feeling in his body so he can get up and return the favor this time.

but megumi is spent already, crawls up yuji’s body a little to curl up against his chest under the blanket.

yuji pinches his shoulder lightly, playfully. “are you sure you don’t want me to-“

Yuji knew he’d live far longer than you would. When he noticed you, nobara, and fushiguro aging and not him he felt confused.

Yuji would age, rather just slowly, the thought of him knowing he’d out live you hurt. He couldn’t bear it.

But you had came to the realization that despite this, you still wanted to give Yuji the domesticated life he deserved.

Leading you to now.

The soft glow of the morning light seeping in through the windows and the loud cooing of your baby was heard.

“Awe arnt you just the cutest” Yuji cooed back at his baby holding her in the air.

Your baby only about 5 months old and constantly dealing with her father’s pestering. Her big round eyes squinting at her father who’d woken her up.

“Why are you bothering my baby Yuji?” You said sitting up to look at them. It was such a cute site. If your camera roll wasn’t already full of your baby and husband you’d be taking photos.

“We’re having daddy daughter time thank you” he replied with mock sassiness. Only to panic as the baby began to pout.

“See you made her cry!” He pouted himself. boy they looked just alike.

The baby only started to wail now as Yuji panicked trying to shush the pinkie as he held her.

“I think she’s hungry” yuji said whispering making you roll your eyes.

“Give me my child you dummy” you said gently taking your chubby baby. And as if it were favoritism she pipped down. “See she doesn’t like you”

“Hey! She loves her daddy!” Yuji said before cracking a smile.

Admiring his two girls in the moment he felt an odd sense of sentiment override him.

Seeing you be such a good mother. He felt crushed knowing he’d have to watch you age. To explain to his daughter one day that her mommy was gone.

His brows furrowed.

“See your dads being sad again” you said to your baby as she looked at him”

Yuji smiled as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder pulling you two closer.

“I’m sad knowing she’s going to grow up and have to leave the house one day”

“Yuji that’s years from now..”

“It still hurts man!”

Holding your baby you looked at her. “What do you have to say about this?” You asked her.

With both eyes on her she blinked looking up at you both. Drooling ever so slightly.

“She’s going to have to get a job soon and pay taxes” Yuji said picking her up to nuzzle his face against hers making her coo.

Kissing his cheek he smiled at you before pecking your face making you giggle.

“I’m still grateful I even get to do this, it seemed like things wouldn’t be the same knowing I’d be turned into a cursed object when I die…”

“Don’t think about the future, time will fly by if you do, just live in the moment. For her..” you motioned to your baby who was wiggling in his arms.

“I will” he smiled holding the baby all the way up before smiling at her. He loved his little family. And even with the unfavorable future ahead he’d enjoy being a father and a husband.

The baby suddenly coughed spewing milk on her father making his face twist and you stifled your laughter.

small gestures of affection with itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi, gojo satoru, and kamo choso

notes: gn reader (no pronouns used), some of these don't really fit the prompt but whatever lol, cw for mentions of blood/injuries in megumi and choso's, inspired by this prompt list by @euthymiaaa not proofread !! pls forgive any mistakes, title from the 1975 - i couldn't be more in love

“yuuji,” your voice cuts through the chaos swirling throughout ITADORI YUUJI’S mind effortlessly. he freezes, swiftly turning on his heel to face you. you softly smile as you take a step closer to him, gesturing to the mess of fabric messily woven into itself. “do you need some help?”

“yeah,” yuuji nods, tugging at his tie until it falls flat against his chest once again. “some help would be nice.”

Until today.

Seeing you in a black dress—you had insisted on no white the day you went to the boutique with him—made his stomach churn and heart squeeze.

He had you. He had your touch and gaze, a gaze no longer his. The realization didn't hit him until now.

Gone are the days you confessed your love and he thought you were joking. Gone are the days you would stare at him like he was the sun.