“We’re done fighting. Yomi,” his voice cracked despite himself. “Let’s go home.” “Juurou.” He was close now, and that cruel smile had returned to his face. The familiar face that had orchestrated all this without a care. “Where are the other Icarus?”
Sometimes I can make an entire uuultraC fic actually be about kamen rider black
archiveofourown.org/works/44904433
#uuultraC #yomiJuu
He held ▲ close to himself as he carried him to the kitchen. He asked nothing. Said nothing. He only smiled. Smiled, and cooked something. “Sausages shaped like octopuses.” ▲ didn’t know what that meant, but Juurou had taken his time cutting them to look like ●▲▲✖. ▲ mimicked how Juurou ate them. They were going to have to learn a lot about humans if they were going to recover in this state. Though, if human food tasted like this, they could get used to it. They ended up eating some of Juurou’s portion too as he slid it onto their plate.
Juurou who saw the splattered corpses of his parents and went oh I will do anything for him
archiveofourown.org/works/45197620
#uuultraC #yomiJuu
“Ah, I have a yukata.” A cold shiver ran through Juurou. Yes, he was well aware Yomi had a yukata. Tarou had bought him one for when he first took them to a festival. Much like his gakuran, he’d held onto it despite Juurou convincing him he had to pretend to grow like a normal human. While he hadn’t won on the gakuran front, the yukata had been safely stored away. At least, until now. Yomi rushed into the other room with the yukata in his arms, a smile on his face. How could it even still exist in this world?
Juurou expecting to see a too-small yukata on Yomi and you know it wouldn't be enough...
archiveofourown.org/works/45454600
#uuultraC #yomiJuu
“Juurou,” Yomi called through the kitchen door, taking the egg off the heat so it wouldn’t overcook in the time it took Juurou to get there. He held it up as Juurou reached him, the uncooked parts of the yolks jiggling softly. “I cooked him.”
Okay personal favourite fics? I love this one. I love soft post-canon YomiJuu so much
archiveofourown.org/works/45596596
#uuultraC #yomiJuu
His teeth sunk into Yomi’s cheek. It had changed over the years. When he first bit, it had been perfectly smooth, almost jelly-like, and nothing like human skin. That was back when Yomi couldn’t speak, and he had to take his hand so he could feel Juurou’s own cheek to know how it should feel. When he tried again after Yomi had gotten a bit more used to playing human, he’d been able to replicate the right level of pliancy for human skin and even little hairs he could feel on his tongue. If Juurou ever bit a human, he assumed that’s what it would be like.
I have a normal quantity of bite kink fics
#yomijuu #uuultraC
🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/45731002
He pushed Yomi’s hair back to reveal his ear, tucking the flower in where his ear met his hair. Yomi reached up, tentacles splaying from his fingers to feel the petals. He was extremely delicate with them, brushing over the petals in such a way that they didn’t even move. Yet, he smiled, as if he understood something from the gift.
Kid Juurou trying to teach Yomi Japanese but consider... he's stupid and in love
archiveofourown.org/works/45922309
#uuultraC #yomiJuu
Yomi was rarely so careless as to take this form. He always gave excuses about Tarou potentially seeing. Juurou had asked to see it again so many times. Catching him off guard like this, he could only take in the feeling of warm gel around his fingers. The shining beauty of the light reflected in Yomi’s eye. The way he writhed under him. He was as beautiful as the day they met. Juurou wanted nothing more than to pin him down and kiss him like this. But this Yomi would be able to slip away without a thought.
“Ahh, it’s easy to get caught up in those kinds of stories. It always gives me ideas for dates with Juurou.” “You shouldn’t tease like that,” Juurou mumbled. “Maybe Yomi’s serious! You should take him up on the offer some time.” “I’m always serious about Juurou.”
35. Babelon is such a difference from how I usually write Yomi - it's a full AU but I feel I needed to have a chance to expand on it more
archiveofourown.org/works/46274041
#uuultraC #yomiJuu
“Yomi,” he’d asked. “Can my powers save someone from the brink of the end?” Yomi had smiled so gently, as Tarou cried into his shoulder. “Of course,” he said. “You can do anything.”
31. Healer Juurou AU is everything to me. Juurou who consciously or subconsciously let's people die because they don't matter to him. The only person he'd ever truly save is Yomi.
It's love!!
archiveofourown.org/works/47385547
#YomiJuu #uuultraC
He held himself strong as he leaned back in, letting his lips fall open against Yomi’s “skin”. Yomi still kept pressing against him, his own eye having closed as he pushed to press their faces together as if they would meld. Just a little more and they’d no longer have to be themselves, but be something together.
Juurou wondered if Yomi ever noticed the man he watched in those reruns was the same man he'd killed.
21. It's kinda hard with the microfics but I write a lot of them
archiveofourown.org/works/54023242
#YomiJuu #uuultraC
“I love you,” Yomi said again. “Repeat.” “I love you too,” Juurou said, bumping their foreheads together. Yomi rubbed against the touch.
19. I NEED TO CONTINUE THIS FICCCC
Baby not yet poisoned by the world, foolish and open in his love because he knows no other way to feel and doesn't know it's a problem. All to make moments Juurou will cling to for life
archiveofourown.org/works/467436...
#YomiJuu #UuultraC
I got C! Curry Udon is one of my favourite #yomijuu fics but I have a soft spot for domestic fics with them
🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/44879035
#uuultraC #uuuC #uruC #ウウウルトラC #ウルC
In a Word ウウウルトラC UuultraC T Rated 5+1, Canon Divergence Yomi loves Juurou. He's loved Juurou for so long. A new world comes with learning new customs. What is acceptable and what isn't. Learning when he has to be quiet about some things. Yomi learned to keep it to himself. Juurou had a permanent smile on his face. From the moment they’d met, he’d been smiling. It was only when they were separated, and Yomi would see him through cracks in the doors that he’d see him without that smile. It made his insides squirm when he didn’t have it. Juurou’s face was only complete when he had that smile. It was something unique. Something nothing else could do. No one else. He’d slaughtered countless aliens and none of them smiled the way Juurou did. Very few of them smiled at all.
Fic that has been sitting in the WIP pile so I talk about it here to try and get back on it when I have free time again
#uuultraC #uuuC #uruC #yomijuu #fanficPromo
