3 Works by Yitten
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He bowed his head, like a good dog. He had met her gaze when he was supposed to keep his eyes on the floor, and he knew better than to disobey.
The hulking, muscular man still sat on his spread knees, his cock leaking aggressively and twitching in need. He craved it like a starving man craves food, and he worshipped her like a heathen worships the sun. And still, he sat silently, because it pleased her. If it so pleased her he would sit there forever, until he turned to stone, because stone is silent and still, and so it would please her. To be a statue set in a position of devotion for eternity would only display a fraction of his desperation for even a single word of her approval.
By the time she spoke again, Choso had thought he had already turned to stone. Really he had only waited a few moments, but patience was a virtue that starving men rarely possessed.
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BDSM Dominant Female Reader x Submissive Needy Choso (unfinished, explanation in notes)
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K.O. — Kamo's Obsession by Yitten
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
28 Jan 2026
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Spotted vision turned into a haze of colors and shapes. Choso could feel his consciousness begin to slip away from him, his heartbeat grew louder as his hearing dulled.
And it wasn't so bad. At least if he died like this, he would die with somebody holding him close.
"…3….2…1… K.O.!"
Choso wretched horribly and gasped for air as his opponent released him. He curled into a ball as his consciousness returned to him so rudely, just as he had accepted his death. His fingers, nails caked with dried blood, reached out to find enough purchase to push himself up.
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Clingy Traumatized UFC Boxer Choso x Pragmatic Physical Therapist Reader who literally just needed a job
Slow burn w/ eventual smut
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"You're Irreplaceable" — ERSATZ Oneshot Collection by Yitten
Fandoms: ERSATZ | saint greaver, Ersatz - Fandom
27 Jan 2026
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He was supposed to be a tough, weathered soldier, goddamnit. Soldiers weren't supposed to fold so easily into softness.
Regardless, his heart soared higher and louder than a bomber plane as Warwick held Carrie's hand with both of his own so delicately, as if Carrie were made of glass. As if Carrie's skin was soft and his hands were clean of the sins of war.
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ERSATZ characters in happy domestic situations because this author wishes that they could save them from eternal agony