#so when i say this made my day i mean it ajsjsk

[hinakyuu]

it needs to be said, so here we go:

THANK YOU SOPHIE for all the wonderful gifs and lbs and posts and conversations this season ❤️ You're an actual angel and a creative genius and I'm so happy I joined this fandom and met you, my darling!

oh my goodness, miriam!!! waking up to see this waiting for me was too much for my poor heart, you are the absolute sweetest!! 😭 if anyone is a creative genius it’s YOU, you’re one of the best parts of this fandom and i don’t know what we’d (i’d) do without you. thank you for taking the time to send me this, it’s made my day. sending you so so many hugs 🥺🫶 💖

[makur0]

🦇🎃kinktober req!🎃🦇

dom!yuzuru who sometimes tutors curious, innocent fem!reader teaches her to feel good(because the lady asked nicely, how can he refuse :>)

involves a lot of teasing + orgasm denial and overstimulation at the end, yuzuru be like "you were the one who asked in the first place :)"

bonus if they have crushes on each other for some time already but too dumb to realize.

thank you and have fun writing!

Tutor Session (Day 27)

summary — yuzuru can never deny you when you go to him for help... even if it's a rather sexual matter. [yuzuru fushimi x fem! reader]

content warnings — nsfw, mdni. dom! yuzuru, virgin! reader, teasing, orgasm denial -> overstimulation, fingering, oral (fem recieving), penetration (mentioned at end)

author's note — full swing of kinktober guys! ajsjsk im actually surpised i made it this far but nevertheless excited... hope you guys enjoy!!

word count — 922

YOU COULD ALWAYS TRUST YUZURU.

The third-year was always so willing to offer you help. Not only that, but he was just so tender and caring towards you, taking time out of his day to make sure you were confident in yours.

It was his way to show love to you. Yes, Yuzuru was rather infatuated with you but he hasn't disclosed this information to you yet nor have you figured it out. It will all come in time, he always told himself...

But did he expect that it would happen this way?

A rather flustered Yuzuru, contrast to his usual calm self, shook his head as he motioned to you. "Come again...?"

Reflecting his own heated face, you fiddled with your skirt. "Uh- I want you to help me- feel good."

You tried to laugh it off at his starstruck face. "I'm sorry! I just thought that when you said you would helpmewithsomethingithoughtanythingsoilike-"

You cut off yourself, looking up to Yuzuru with his head dipped. With a wrenching feeling you thought he was utterly disgusted at you, but you then noticed his shoulders slightly shaking.

He was laughing.

"Oh, you poor thing," He tried to calm himself down, his blush still prominent as he looked at you with an almost sympathetic gaze. "Are you really that desperate?"

"Uh- I mean-"

Yuzuru stood up from his seat, walking over to you as you shied away in his shadow. "Of course I'll help you, [name]. I did say I would help you with anything."

You felt your lower body heat up instantly as he crouched down in front of you, seating himself between your legs. "'Zuru-?"

"I'll do exactly as you please, my dear." At that nickname you shuddered, resisting the urge to thread your fingers in his hair as he slowly lifted up your skirt to reveal your already-soaked panties.

Amused fuchsia eyes surveyed your twitching cunt, his slender fingers hooking at the sodden silk. "Desperate, hmm?"

You grew red, hiding your embarrassed gaze in your hands. "St-stop the teasing..."

"You wanted this, may I remind you," He breathed against your now-exposed sex. "So as your tutor, I suggest you stop your whining and listen to me like the good girl you are."

Holy hell, he's unintentionally hot. But then again, he's always been...

One finger prodded at your entrance, and you sucked in a breath as it slowly slid into your pussy. It wasn't long until another finger joined in, now two slender digits rubbing against your walls.

Yuzuru closely watched your expression through your hands, taking note of your tomato-red face and glazed-over eyes. He smiled; as usual he was doing an amazing job.

"Oh gosh..." You whined, your shoulder dropping and head falling back. "This- wow, it feels so good~"

"From none other than the best, [name]," He smiled, sneakingly adding in a third finger. "I am rather glad you came to me for this matter... would anybody else make you feel this way?"

You shook your head fervently, your hips now bucking into his fingers to feel your release. "No-! P-please-"

Yuzuru felt you tighten around him, but before you could grip on him even more he slipped out his slick-covered digits. "??"

"Is-" You swallowed, crying mentally as you felt the pleasurable feeling fall through your fingers like sand. "Is that's how it's supposed to be-?"

"Oh no no," He shook his head, running your juices along your thigh. "That would be devastating. No, I just stopped because I want you to do something for me. Like all sessions, I have to get something out of it, no?"

"What?" You said too quickly, twisting your hands together. "I mean- what do you want...?"

He brought his dry hand up to your chin, pulling your head forward so that you were mixing your breath with his.

"I want you to become mine," He whispered, his eyes half-lidded. "And only mine. I've grown tired of chasing you, and you haven't picked up on my discreet suggestions. So right here and now, I want you to proclaim to me, to beg to me to make you mine and I yours."

You were speechless. You were perfectly fine about all the mine-yours thing; you felt the same way as he did to you. But begging...?

But you also wanted to witness the heavenly feeling he talked about. And, technically, being his lover won't be bad...

"Please... 'Zuru," Your soft whine escalated into a needy moan, trying to rub your legs together. "I-I'm yours, I'm yours! Make me yours, make me your lover, make me your slut, just please!"

The latter gave you a slight closed-eye smile, going back to finger-fuck you as soon as those words left your lips. "Good girl."

Seconds later you felt a rush of adrenaline, your body jolting as the bright flame exploded. A strangled moan left you, your hands gripping on his hair. "Yu-zuru~!"

He didn't answer, but a sultry slurp did give you an answer. As you were so occupied on the feeling of reaching your high the male had latched his lips onto your clit, sucking on it harshly as he kept his quick pace fucking your sex. Why wasn't he stopping...?

You desperately whined, trying to move away from him but his other hand kept you secure in your spot. "Stop moving, dear," He muttered against your cunt, the vibrations overstimulating you. "You wanted this, after all. And wouldn't I be a bad tutor if I didn't give you all I had?

[aomine-ryo]

I can't think of a specific scene, but I just want some angst with Tatsuya please!! Thank youu ❤️

Haha it pained me to write this,, I might’ve cried a bit while typing out some of the dialogue lmao idk why I went so hard with the angst 😭 it’s so long as well ajsjsk

Anyways, I hope you like it!! xx

Scenario: Himuro moving away

gender neutral reader

All good things seem to come to an end. All your life, you were painfully aware of this fact. You tried making some exceptions, but they just proved you wrong in the end. So why did you think Himuro was any different?

You and Himuro clicked almost instantly ever since he moved into town and into the house right next to yours. It was your typical cheesy boy next door love story, but it still filled your life with colour.

The two of you began as friends, spending an awful lot of your time together— walking to and from school, study sessions and just plain hanging out. But by far, your favourite thing to do with Himuro was climb up to the roof of your house and stare at the stars together. You’d think that with the sheer frequency of your visits to the roof that either of you would get tired of it, but you never did. The stars never failed to fascinate you. Moreover, you had memories attached to the place. This was where Himuro confessed to you for the first time. You remember it like it was just yesterday.

“... and then I slipped on one of the steps and landed on Atsushi and everyone looked horrified,” Himuro recounted his awful experience that day as you tried to hold back your laughter.

However, the imagery of it only made you laugh even harder, “How are you that clumsy?” you said between laughs, clearly mocking him.

Himuro clicked his tongue in annoyance and slapped your arm lightly. “Stop laughing. I could’ve really gotten hurt, you know,” he said, not taking his eyes off of you for a moment, even after you had simmered down and looked back up at the sky.

“Sorry, sorry. I’m glad you’re okay. But you’re just really stupid sometimes,” you smiled, meaning every word you said.

Himuro just rolled his eyes as a response before a silence fell between you two. It wasn’t awkward nor uncomfortable, the two of you just embraced each other’s presence like it was second nature.

“Hey, Y/N,” Himuro said, breaking a five minute long silence after fighting the nerves by himself.

“Mhmm?” You hummed, looking over at him and realising that he seemed unusually on edge.

“What if I told you that I liked you?”

You felt your heart skip a beat at the sound of those words before your rational thinking came into play. “Well, I wouldn’t be surprised because you’re supposed to like me. You’re my friend, after all.”

Himuro visibly hesitated for a moment before deciding to go for it. “No, I mean more than in a friend type of way.”

You felt yourself freeze up as you tried to process what you had just heard. “Oh,” was the only thing you could muster.

A few seconds of silence passed as Himuro grew more and more nervous. “Should I have not said anything?”

You still didn’t say anything as your mind tried to come to some form of coherent thought. “What if I told you I liked you back?” you finally said, so nervous that you were unsure if he had even heard you.

He certainly did though as his eyes lit up and a gentle smile fell upon his face. He didn’t plan this far ahead. Now that he had gotten his answer, his mind was in a frenzy. “Can I kiss you?” he asked you softly since it was the only thing he could think of to do at that moment.

Without missing a beat, you nodded your head yes. And on that roof, under the stars, was where you and Himuro kissed for the very first time.

Ever since that night, the two of you would be all over each other. Of course, the change in titles was a bit awkward at first, but for the most part, the way you acted around each other wasn’t all that different. You’d still argue over your favourite tv show characters, you’d still laugh at each other’s jokes and you’d still meet up on that roof together. So really, nothing changed except that the two of you would hold hands and kiss every now and again.

It was perfect to you. You both really did love each other to the point where you could barely imagine a world without the other in it. Everything came so naturally with Himuro that it was so incredibly easy. You’d really never felt this way with anyone else before.

No one else around you was surprised when the two of you started dating either. When Himuro told Murasakibara about it a few days after you two got together, he even said, “Oh you two weren’t already a thing? Congrats, I guess.”

A little over a year had passed since you two began dating and things were going smoother than ever. Well, that was until one evening when the two of you were walking home after school.

“Hey Y/N, I kind of have to tell you something,” Himuro said, his voice softer than usual, making you stop swinging his arm playfully out of concern.

“What is it?” You questioned.

“Um, well, it’s kind of hard to say this, but I’m moving,” he said, avoiding eye contact out of nervousness.

Your heart sank as you stopped in your tracks, forcing Himuro to stop too. “Moving? Where?” you asked, bewildered.

“Back to America. My dad got transferred again, so we gotta move,” he explained, hating how pained your expression was.

You felt tears prick your eyes as you processed the fact that this was actually happening. “When are you leaving?” you asked, praying that it was a faraway time like next year.

“Next week.”

You felt everything shatter around you. The wind that blew your way draining the warmth out of you entirely. “But they can’t just move him away so suddenly! Surely there are documents and other processes he needs to sort out,” You argued, trying your best to convince yourself that you could keep Himuro for just a little longer.

“No, it’s all confirmed. Most of the stuff at home is even packed up,” Himuro said, trying to fight back tears of his own as he brushed his hair out of his eyes in frustration.

“Oh,” your voice cracked as tears streamed down your face. “So how long have you known?”

“About a month now. I was just trying to figure out how to tell you—“

“A month?” You exclaimed, raising your voice ever so slightly as you felt a wave of anger flow through you. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“I didn’t know how. Plus I knew you’d get all sad and I didn’t want our last few days to be spent with you crying,” he explained, reaching his hand out to your face so that he could wipe the tears away.

He was quickly shut down by you swatting his arm away though, making him furrow his brows in confusion.

“How do you think this is any better?” You snapped. “I thought we told everything to each other. Now there’s no fucking time to do anything, do you realise that?”

“I do, but—“

“Save it, Tatsuya,” you cut him off as you wiped your tears away with the back of your hand. “I just need some space.”

Just like that you stormed away, deciding to walk back home alone and leaving Himuro behind, confused and hurt. He knew that you weren’t actually mad at him. He knew that you were just lashing out your frustration onto him because there was nothing else you could blame. He knew that. But why did watching you walk away cause an ache in his chest?

Himuro let you have the rest of the day to yourself. He did send you a few texts asking how you were holding up, but they got no response. In any other situation, he would’ve just walked right over to your house and checked for himself, but something told him that he was the last thing you wanted to see, despite the time crunch.

Himuro didn’t see you nor did he get a reply from you the next day either. By the time the evening rolled around and he had heard nothing from you, he decided that it was enough. If he didn’t do anything now, the last memory he’d have of you would be your anger.

The raven haired boy walked over to your house and knocked on the door. Your mum let him in with a smile, not thinking too much of it since she was so used to having him over. When Himuro entered your room, he found you simply just laying on your bed, staring at the ceiling with a blank expression.

“Y/N, are you just going to ignore me until I leave?” Himuro asked without even greeting you first.

You immediately sat up at the sound of his voice and stared at him from across the room. Now that you had run out of tears, you had slowly come to terms with the fact that he was actually leaving and you couldn’t really blame him. Your anger was uncalled for, but you didn’t want to admit it, not that Himuro was expecting you to anyway.

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled, voice raspy as though you’d just finished crying.

Himuro sighed as he felt his tension simmer down. He came in here expecting to tell you off, but it seemed like he didn’t need to do that after all. “You don’t need to apologise,” he said calmly as he walked over to your bed and took a seat next to you, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. “Would you like to go up to the roof?”

A small smile fell upon your face for the first time in a while at the comforting words as you nodded in response.

Himuro took your hand and held it tight as the two of you headed up to lie down at your usual spot.

There was a full moon that night. Of course, the stars seemed inferior to the sheer brightness of the moon, but the night sky was still as gorgeous as ever. The two of you laid in silence for a moment to fully take in the sight. As you finally felt comfortable again, you noticed that you ended up matching your breathing with Himuro’s without even thinking of it.

“Do you really have to leave?” You said, directing your focus to your boyfriend, who was now more important to you than all the stars in the sky.

“I’m afraid I do,” he answered, squeezing your hand tighter.

“Can’t you just live with me? I’m sure my parents won’t mind. It seems like they love you more than me anyways,” you suggested, tone dead serious.

You watched as Himuro laughed at your idea. You could never get tired of his laugh. It was so soft and lovely that it made you want to capture it in a bottle and keep it all to yourself. “I wish I could, but my parents would kill me if I even tried asking them now. They’re so stressed about the move and I absolutely do not want to interfere,” he said, the moonlight making his dark eyes sparkle.

You took a deep breath as a moment of silence passed you by. Every part of you hurt to be with him, knowing that you weren’t going to see him again. It was a surprise that you could even talk to him normally without bursting into tears.

“Do you think we should call this quits?” You asked him, your fingers fiddling around with his.

“Call what quits?”

“Us. This relationship,” you clarified, looking at him with wide eyes. “There’s no way we can do long distance, especially after being so used to seeing each other every day.”

Himuro went silent for a second as he thought it over. This really fucking hurts. He hated thinking about it but this was the reality. “Yeah, I guess it’s for the best,” he said.

You were fully aware that you were the one that suggested it, but now hearing him say that triggered the tears all over again. “Cool,” you croaked as you did your best to fight back the cries. It was useless though, because you quickly became a sniffling mess next to Himuro.

“Hey, come on, it’ll be okay. We can go back to being friends. I’ll text you,” Himuro paused to wipe away his own tears, “I-I’ll text you every day. And we can call, and play video games, whatever you want.”

Himuro shifted over and rested on his elbow so that his other hand could wipe the tears off of your cheeks. His tender touch sent butterflies to your stomach as you felt your heart ache. His hand moved up to brush through your hair, bringing some form of familiar comfort which slightly calmed you down.

“Promise that you’ll still be my best friend?” you asked him with your shaky voice.

“Of course. Who else is going to tell me that I’m stupid every day?” he joked, making you laugh through the tears.

“Can I ask you for a favour?” You said softly.

“It’s not going to be to stay, is it?”

You giggled once again as you shook your head. “No, it’s not,” you said as you sat up.

“Alright then, shoot.”

“Well, I know we’re back to being friends now, but can you kiss me? Just one last time?”

Both of you hated the finality of those words, but that was simply the reality of the situation. Himuro smiled and nodded, “Of course.”

He leaned in, pressing his familiar soft lips against yours in the softest way possible. He could feel the hot tears trickling down your cheeks. His hand moved to wipe them away as your fingers wandered into his silky dark hair. You didn’t want this moment to ever end. The feel of his lips against yours, the way he held you so carefully, the taste of the chapstick he applies to combat the coldness of your town— you didn’t want to say goodbye to it. You didn’t want to say goodbye to him.

Eventually, he had to pull away, knowing that the longer it went on, the more difficult it would be to end. “Satisfied?” he asked you with a smile, wanting to move away from the seriousness of this situation.

“I suppose I am,” you said with a sigh. “First and last kiss on this roof, huh? How poetic.”

“Hm, I didn’t even think about that,” Himuro said, realising how absolutely bittersweet that kiss was.

Another silence fell between the two of you. You didn’t need to say anything to know that the other was savouring these last moments together.

“Hey Tatsuya,” you said as both of your gazes were fixated on the sky once again.

“Yes, Y/N?”

“I’ll miss this.”

“Me too,” he muttered before the two of you went quiet again.

“Hey Tatsuya,” you spoke again after a few minutes.

“Yes, Y/N?” he replied, your name rolling off his tongue in the same sweet way as it always would.

“I’ll miss you.”

Himuro took a deep breath and ignored the break in his heart. There was nothing else he could do.

“I’ll miss you too, Y/N.”