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aphroxditus · 2 years

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ᴘᴏsᴛ-ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: sᴜɴᴀ ʀɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ̄

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢs: sᴜɴᴀ ʀɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ̄

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ | sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ: ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, sᴘᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ, ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ, sʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴇxʜɪʙɪᴛɪᴏɴɪsᴍ, sᴀᴅɪsᴍ

ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴏᴍɢ ɪ ᴘᴏsᴛᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀɢᴇs- ᴄᴏɴɢʀᴀᴛs ᴍᴇ ɪɢ! ɴᴏ, ɪ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅɪᴇ

You went for Atsumu’s game since he was constantly nagging for you to come to one of his games to show you “all the cool stuff n’ tricks he learnt” as he likes to put it but who would’ve thought that you’d be fucking with the middle blocker from his team.

He should be here, shouldn’t he? It was the locker room, right? Or did you mistake his bad hand gestures and he actually meant somewhere else? You hesitate to enter the locker room. You know you shouldn’t go in but you wanted to see. You first knock softly but no reply. Knocking louder didn’t work either. Your hand moved towards the door and you pushed it open, peeking in just in case someone was in there but unsurprisingly there wasn’t.

Scanning the room, you locked eyes onto a red and black jersey and instantly recognised the name and number of one of them. Suna’s number. Huh. His jersey was thrown carelessly on the floor to no surprise. He was prominently known for his lazy nature. As you walked over, you bent over to pick it up and examine it. After all, how often would you be able to get your hands on a sports jersey that’s been worn by the player. Well, it was a big deal for you. Pursing your lips, you find the locker with his assigned number and you smile.

A warm breath fanned the back of your neck and your eyes widens not daring to look back to see who it was. Still clutching onto Suna’s spare jersey, your knuckles turn white as you clench harder.

“I think that belongs to me, princess. Hmm?”

That low, deep, sultry voice was instantly recognisable.

Suna. Shit.

Slowly turning around, your grip doesn’t loosen but you crane your head up to lock eyes with the lean figure pressed up close to you.

Stumbling to find words, all you manage to get out was a quiet hum. You let go and allow it to drop to the floor.

“Sorry princess, I didn’t catch that”, he craned his tall frame over so your faces would be inches away.

You could see that dirty smirk plastered on his face and his smug face was accentuated with his half lidded eyes, giving you a sarcastic look.

Flushed, you reply, “I-ah. I’m sorry- I didn’t know-“, then you stopped yourself. You didn’t know it was their changing room? That’s a lousy answer.

He lifted a brow then an idea sprung to his head. “What if….” He returned to his original height and slowly removed his shirt. “…I was changing? And you just walked in on me? Hmm?”

Whipping your head to face away from his naked torso, you feel your face heat up rapidly. You heard a low chuckle erupt from him and you feel embarrassed for your childish reaction. Slowly, cold but gentle hands grip your chin and turn your head. Before you know it, you’re facing the tall man. His abs were prominent and his arms were stocked and built with muscle.

“Why don’t we try on that jersey on you, princess? After all, you seemed quite interested in it.”

Not daring to move, you felt frozen. This man had you wrapped around his fingers. In his clutches. And he was playing you like a game. A fun one.

His hands gently gripped onto your hips and then slipped up to tug on your shirt. He pulled it over your head, exposing you only in your bra. You try to hide yourself but he softly shakes his head.

“No need, pretty girl. Your so beautiful”, he rasped and hummed.

He picked up the spare jersey and put it over your head, letting you slip into the shirt that was evidently too big.

He pursed his lips and took a step back.

“You already look like you belong to me and I haven’t even fucked you yet”, he said in a breathy voice. “May I?”

Sheepishly, you nod your head and squeak a “yes” before he made his way to you. Suna eyes you up and down, then began slipping off your booty shorts and panties. You notice his eyebrows rise and him begin to chuckle. For what though?

“You’re wet by my mere presence? I haven’t even done anything yet.”

Oh.

Ashamed, you had no answer and just looked away from his face.

“I bet I could make this pussy squirt today.”

“That’s bold of you to assume. I’d like to see you try”, you blurt out.

Surprised by your sudden change of personality, he seems as if he’s accepted the challenge. He just shrugs and nods.

“Alright, princess. Try not to moan too loud, yeah? I don’t want the others to hear you when they come to change.”

Wait what? When they come to change? Where is he going?

Before these questions could be answered, he picks you up and you lock your legs around his hips. Throwing your arms around his neck and burrowing your face into his neck, you let him lead you to wherever he has planned. Each of his large hands grab each of your ass cheeks and he squeezes them as he walks. This earns a little squeak and jump from you.

“Fuck, how are you dripping already?”, his raspy voice hums through your body. “Did your slutty self want this even before I offered?”

You purse your lips and keep silent. As he leads you to a bathroom stall, you begin to rethink everything. Screw it. It’s the Suna Rintarō. Who honestly wouldn’t want to be in your position right now?

As he pulled the seat down, he sits down and spreads his legs out. Tugging on his shorts, you let it slip down and pool around his legs. He leans back and begins to relax. He closed his eyes and let his head rest back.

You purse your lips and notice the big bulge of his great length. Shit.

Be opens an eye and notices you still eying his cock and a sadistic smirk is painted onto his face.

“Problem?”

“No.”

“Then?”

“I just- It’s big.”

He raised a brow.

“Please help.”

A low chuckle came from him and he shook his head softly.

“Alright, c’mere”, he patted for you to straddle him.

Doing as he said so, his hands were wrapped around your waist and pushed you down slowly into his length. He let you take it in slowly, once in a while grunting when you clenched. He watched you struggle and you knew he enjoyed it. Suddenly, you push yourself down to his full length. This surprises him and a guttural groans erupts when you begin to bounce up to get used to him.

“Fuck, shit, shit”, he takes deep breaths, trying to regain his composure.

“Problem?”, you ask innocently with secret sadistic intentions

Finally returning to his normal self, he grits his teeth. His strong hands grip your hips tighter and you wince. “Nuh uh, don’t give me that attitude. You’re my bitch and I’m the one in control.” Then he slurs into your left ear. “Got it?”

Nodding, you shrink back to your meek self and melt into his grasp.

“Speak.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”

Moving you painfully slow, you grind again him and mon softly into his ear.

“Rin~”

“That’s right, moan my name.”

At that moment, you hear the main door of the changing room open and it’s followed by a crowd of chatter. Eyes widening, you glare at Suna and plead for help but he only smirks.

“Like I said, I don’t want the others to hear us”, he whispers into your ears.

You only nod and he continues his slow pace. Your teeth bit your tongue and your lips were pursed to avoid any sounds. Small pecks and kisses were awarded to your neck, followed by sucking. That’ll leave a mark, you thought. Slowly but gradually, you began to reach your high and you could tell Suna did so too- which was evident by his chest rising and falling rapidly and his heavy breathing. Before you sunk back into his length, he told you an order.

“No sounds.”

Huh? Suddenly, he bucked his hips up, ramming into you and slamming into that sweet spot. An uncontrollable yelp escaped your mouth but you muffle your moan before it got too loud. A white substance coats his length and you eye it, wondering whether it was his or yours. Both probably..

The chatter stopped and you swore to yourself. Suna only looked smug as he saw your expression of fear.

“Did you guys hear that?”, a voice said.

“Hear what”, another replied.

“A girl”, the first said.

“Gosh, your girlfriend dumping you really has taken a toll on you man. You’re hearing things”, the other chuckled.

Sighing in relief, you bury your head into Suna’s neck and your nose is assaulted by his strong cologne.

His hands grab your ass, giving you support and both of you stay still in that position, cock warming him.

Eventually, the chatter dies out when the door closes and you sit upright on his dick, glad they’re gone. Slapping his bare chest, you curse him.

“You tell me to stay quiet but your dumbass pulls that shit?”

“You’re so cute when your mad, princess”, he merely says, staring into your eyes. Then his eyes turned dark. “But don’t test me. I’ll fuck you raw. You’re mine now, yeah?”

“Yes sir”, you say obediently, clenching around his length.

“Fucking hell~ You like that? Being mine?”, he groaned, clearly turned on. “That’s my good girl”, he praised, slapping your ass.

“Didn’t you promise you’d make me squirt though?”, you cooed, eyes half lidded as you tease him.

Grazing your fingers on his tatted chest, you smirk as your hands snake up and down.

“I’m getting to that, princess. Patience.”

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magatoki · 2 years

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Requested: A lil jealous boyfriend texts with Suna

Masterlist

#haikyuu fake texts #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu texts #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #suna rintaro fake texts #suna rintaro x reader #suna rintaro scenarios #suna x y/n #suna rintaro fluff #haikyuu suna #Haikyuu rinatro #haikyuu rintaro suna #suna rintaro x y/n

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snowysakusa · 2 years

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this is sunaosa in high school and you can’t change my mind. also osamu’s idea for sure-

reposted from my twitter @ snowysakusa

#haikyuu #haikyuu fanart #haikyuu!!#digital painting #haikyuu comic #haikyū!!#hq suna #suna rintaro headcanons #suna rintarō #suna rintaro #suna rintarou #miya osamu #miya atsumu #miya twins #sunaosa #suna x osamu #haikyuu osamu #haikyuu rintaro suna #osamu headcanons

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maryam111 · 2 years

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i miss you.

CW: fem! reader, rin being jealous of ur new bf lol, cheating (cheating on ur new bf w rin), rin calls himself daddy lol, nipple play, fingering, making out, bathroom sex, ummm that’s it !!

WC: 400k?

ABOUT: rin would admit, he wasn’t the best boyfriend, but seeing someone treat you better than he ever could, had him riled up.

Rin would admit, he wasn’t the best boyfriend, but seeing someone treat you better than he ever could, had him riled up.

You see, you and rin had broke up 3 weeks ago. You had told him that you were tired of him and how he treated you.

Letting girls flirt with him, putting his arm around their neck, whispering god knows what in their ear and watching them giggle, letting half naked girls SIT on his lap — you were tired. You broke it off with him with a note and all your stuff gone.

Eventually you had met this sweet guy — kita. Always complementing you, saying how pretty you were, taking you out to fancy dinners.

All the things rin didn’t do.

Yet there is this part of you that still yarned for him. No matter how shitty rin treated you, a part of you still loved him.

You and kita went to this party that his friends were throwing. You were having a good time dancing to the music with your wonderful boyfriend.

“Hey babe, do you mind if i go talk to some of my friends real quick? i’ll be back.” Kita said, moving close to you so you can hear him.

You nodded and gave him a kiss on his cheek. You went to go sit down on the couch, and talk with some people in the mean time, until kita comes back.

As your chatting with one of your friends, you feel eyes in the back of your head. You slightly turn around and glimpse at the messy haired boy that you hoped to never see again.

You locked eyes with rin and he’s suddenly getting up walking over to where your sitting.

oh no.

Suddenly you stand up and rush your way to find a room of some sort. You walk around the halls and you see an empty bathroom.

You back up and watch him lock the door.

“You missed me?” he said with a grin settling on his stupidly beautiful lips.

“what do you want suna.“ you asked, adverting your gaze from his eyes.

He snickered, “Suna really? what happened to rin or rinnie.”

You rolled your eyes, “We aren’t dating anymore suna. why would i call you that. Actually, i have a wonderful boyfriend who treats me right out there. So excuse me while i go find him.”

As you make your way to the door rin stops you and backs you up into the sink.

“He doesn’t deserve you.”

“He doesn’t deserve me? god suna do you hear yourself??”

He lets out sigh. “y/n.. I’m sorry alright? i know sorry doesn’t excuse all the shitty things i’ve said and done to you, but i really mean it. i miss you so goddamn much. And seeing you with him… seeing you with someone else but me makes me so pissed. Give me one more chance. i promise you it will never happen again. i’ll be better.”

You start to tear up, rin notices and strokes your cheek and wipes the tears away with his thump.

“Y/n… i still love you and i always will.”

You pull rin into a kiss, running your finger nails in his messy hair that you oh so missed.

Rin grabbed the back of your thighs and sat you on the sink. He pulls away and starts trailing hot kisses down your neck.

“R-rin.. fuck!” you moan, wanting more.

He puts his hand near your thigh opening it, and trails his hand near your clothed pussy. You whine as he starts playing with your clit and rubbing circles on it.

“Please rin…” You whimper, wanting him to stop teasing you and just fuck you.

He grins, ”What baby? tell daddy what you want.”

He pulls your panties aside and starts playing with your puffy folds.

“fuck rin, just need your fingers please…”

“since my pretty little slut begged so nicely for me, i’ll give her what she wants.”

Rin slipped his fingers into your soaking cunt and you arch into him as he slips his fingers in and out at a perfect pace.

You moan and grip onto his back, “Feels good? am i making my pretty little slut feel good?”

You nod your head and let out a whine and he starts rubbing your clit as his fingers still go in and out of your pussy.

“R-rin! i’m gonna come!” You moan, suddenly as your about to come on rin’s fingers, he pulls out and licks his fingers filled with your cum.

“uh uh not yet baby. Want you to cum on my cock.”

He starts unbuckling his belt and pulling his jeans off. You watch as he takes his underwear off and pulls his cock out.

He walks closer to you and starts to align his dick with your cunt.

“You ready baby?”

You nod your head and grip onto his arm as his cock slides into your hot gummy walls.

“fuck..” Rin groans, feeling your tight walls around his dick, feels like heaven he thinks.

As he bottoms out, he pulls out and slams into your pussy and starts moving in and out of your gushing cunt.

You moan and throw your head back and start to wrap your legs around his waist making his cock hit deeper.

Rin grabs your throat, “You little slut. getting fuck in a bathroom while your little boyfriend is out there probably looking for you. you like that don’t you?”

Rins cock pulses as you start to squeeze your soft warm walls around him.

“R-rin please! i’m gonna cum!” You moan as your finger nails puncture into his shoulder blades.

Rin speeds up his pace, “then cum pretty baby. let it all go.”

At his words, your pussy squeezes his cock and you come. Rin groans and he comes not too long after you.

#haikyuu smut #suna x reader #haikyuu x reader #suna smut #rin smut #rin x reader #haikyuu fic #haikyuu rintaro suna #haikyuu x f!reader #suna rinataro x reader #suna rinataro smut

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yatsurinamikaze · 2 years

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Tattered (third) ~ (fourth)

Suna Rintarou x Reader

"What are you doing here?" He looked wide-eyed at the figure standing before him.

"Aren't you getting married in 2 hours?" He moved out of the way to let his surprise visit enter the house.

Pointing at self, "Why else do you think I'm wearing this?"

"Then what the hell are you doing here?" Suna shut the door, and turned around folding his hands.

Plopping down on the couch, "I dont think I can do this."

Suna looked at the figure in front of him, dressed neatly in a wedding tux, a matching tie, his hair neatly pulled back in a sleek hairdo, but his face- quite unbefitting of someone who's about to get married.

Bokuto loosens his tie with one hand and leans back against the couch, "I saw you that night."

"Oh." Suna's mouth opens in slight bewilderment. He sighs and seats himself on the couch infront of Bokuto.

"You know, I kept thinking she was marrying me because she loved me. Everything was simple, until it wasn't." He pinches the bridge of his nose in deliberation. "But I saw the gleam in her eyes that night. And everything wasn't so simple anymore."

Suna creased his lips, "You still haven't told me why you're here. You're getting married today. Y/N is waiting for you."

Bokuto looked away from Suna, staring out of the window on his right, "If I ask you something, would you answer it honestly?"

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b3n-b3n · 1 year

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ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʀᴏᴡ - ᴄᴏʟᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʙʟᴜʀ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ʀᴏᴡ - ᴄᴏʟᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʟᴜʀ ꜱᴜɴᴀ, ᴋᴇɴᴍᴀ & ᴀᴋᴀᴀꜱʜɪ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ ᴘɪᴄꜱ

ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ - ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ - ʀɪɴᴛᴀʀŌ ꜱᴜɴᴀ & ᴋᴇɴᴍᴀ ᴋᴏᴢᴜᴍᴇ & ᴋᴇɪᴊɪ ᴀᴋᴀᴀꜱʜɪ

#haikyuu #haikyuu suna #haikyuu rintaro suna #haikyuu kenma #kenma kozume #suna rintaro #haikyuu akaashi #akaashi #akaashi icon #icons #pfps #matching pfps #matching icons #anime

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screamin-abt-haikyuu · 2 years

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One of the things I appreciate about the HQ one-shot are the panels with Suna. The fandom absolutely wrecked his image for me. A HUGE amount of fics/posts I have seen on him show him to be a fuckboy or a cheater or some kind of a jerk/asshole. I did not like him for a LONG time because of that. It was already hard for me to form an opinion/characterization of him because he appears for a very limited amount of time with little to no backstory and seeing him being characterized like this so often just made me want to run in the opposite direction whenever he came up.

But the canon information we did get about him was never anything inherently negative. In fact, I love his "gonna take a million embarrassing pictures and post them on Instagram" trait. I feel like he'd the best person to have with you on Snapchat. Non-stop entertainment all day.

@darthdutton 's tags on this post pretty much sum up how I see him.

And personally, I like this Suna much better.

#Also like 10 minutes after I read the one-shot #I came across a fic where Suna is the biggest asshole and I was like💀💀💀💀#suna rintarō #suna rintarou #suna #haikyuu rintaro suna #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #hq oneshot #hq #inarizaki #rintaro #rintarou #suna rintaro #rintaro suna #fanon discussion

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emmyrosee · 6 months

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“Baby, I promise I was kidding.”

“I don’t want to talk to you right now, Rintaro.”

“‘Rintaro?’ Baby, it was a joke! If I knew it would actually make you upset, I wouldn’t have done it.”

Your eyes are watery and pouty when you look at him, and he blinks down at you expectantly. Then you huff, “of course I’m upset! It’s a sign of disrespect.”

Rintaro groans and squats down in front of you, head moving back and forth to keep his eyes locked on yours as you try to move your own gaze, “baby, I swear, I didn’t mean it, I thought it would make you laugh.”

He never thought hitting your Pompurin plush would have you in such shambles. You’ve been ignoring him all ride with a small grimace on your lips, playing with Pompurin’s arms and tiny feet, sometimes answering questions about what’s on the tag. You’re deadset on ignoring him. It’s destroying him.

With a small sigh, he leans up to try and plant a kiss to your lips, despite the fact that the last thing he’d think you’d want is a kiss. It’s something he knows you adore, though, he hopes you see through your anger to see him.

You do pout out slightly to try and chase his lips, and it fills him with relief.

“It was pretend, baby,” he mumbles, trying to convince you. “I’d never mean to hit him, I was pretending to be mad that he’d take you away from me.”

Well. It was only half pretend.

But you don’t need to know that.

You gently twist pompurin’s ears in your fingers, shrugging and shaking your face from his hands slightly. “You hurt my feelings Rin.”

Once again, he grabs your chin, leaning up to press another kiss to your lips. “I know, baby. I thought it’d be funny.”

“Say you’re sorry.”

“I’m so sorry-“

“Not to me,” you grumble. “To him!” You hold up the new pompurin plush, and Rintaro tucks his lips in his mouth to hide the annoyed sigh that wants to slip out.

Annoyed, albeit still endeared.

Green eyes hyper fixate on the doey eyes of pompurin, smacking his lips and nodding in respect. “I’m sorry, Pompurin. I never should’ve hit you. And I hope you’ll consider forgiving me and taking care of them while I’m at practice.”

In his peripheral, he sees you smile, your fingers shifting to move pompurin’s head to nod.

“Thank you for apologizing,” you say as you lower the new plush animal. “I love you.”

He smirks and leans forward one final time to kiss you, and you giggle in the kiss and toss your arms around his neck.

If he could guarantee you’d always be this affectionate after, he’d playfully smack all your stuffed animals.

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kurapikasjudgement · 2 years

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“YOU GOT THIS RIN!” You yelled from the stands. His eyes looked straight at yours and you could have sworn there was a hint of surprise in them. He winked at you and took your words to heart. Suna Rintarō was going to be the death of you some day.

#suna fluff #suna imagines #haikyuu suna #suna x you #suna rintarō #suna rintaro hcs #suna rintaro scenarios #suna rintaro x reader #haikyuu rintaro suna #gender neutral y/n #kurapikasjudgement #kurapikax

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toru-oikawas-milkbread · 2 years

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The Haikyuu Characters Text you “I Can’t Sleep” | Pt.2

Pairing: Haikyuu boys x f!reader

Notes: Good morning everybody! It’s currently 8:50 AM for me, but good afternoon and evening to those of you in different timezones. I hope that you’re all ready for another chapter! I’ve been having serious issues sleeping again lately, so writing these chapters is pretty fun, even if it’s the other way around. Enjoy ❤️

In this chapter, the characters include: Osamu, Atsumu, Kita, Suna, Sakusa, Daishō, Numai, Kuguri, and Sakishima!

If you want to check out my masterlist for the texting series posts as I make them, you can follow {this link} to the page!

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forusomimiya · 1 year

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Virgin!Suna is a horny mess. Whenever he sees you he gets a hard-on and has to run to the bathroom to jerk off and imagine that you are there between his legs, sucking his balls and cumming later on your face. Virgin!Suna fantasizes about you in every possible way. You're always on his mind, whether it's on his face or on his cock. He often wonders what your cum would taste like, and the mere thought of it makes him get hard again and go get some toilet paper to jerk off again. Virgin!Suna will come up behind you at the party and rub his cock against your ass like a fucking dog in heat. He'll whisper in your ear the wonderful things he could do to you if you were at home. Meanwhile, you'd be slumped over his shoulder, struggling with the heat and the shiver his dirty words send down your spine.

"I bet if you let me taste that little pussy, you'd end up on your knees in front of me begging for more, don´t you? What do you think about it?"

Virgin!Suna would despair and take it out on you for not fucking him that night in the cruelest way. A picture of his red cock, with cum all over his belly would ignite your desire and leave you horny for hours. "Look at what you've done to me…. So miserable and proud that you won't help a poor virgin to milk his cock…. I hope it's a lesson for you next time, I don't let just anyone play with me".

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lunaviee · 8 months

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bros the type of boyfriend to go on a shopping spree behind your back and buy you hundreds, maybe even thousands, of dollars worth of stuff all because of one thing;

“what the hell- why’d you buy all this??”

“well because i yelled at you when i shouldn’t have 2 months ago”

“..i got over that like 2 days after it happened..”

“but i didnt, this is my apology”

“you’ve apologized a million times ever since it happened what do you mean-”

REO., rin, sae, ISAGI, kaiser, itadori, GOJO, oikawa, ATSUMU, suna, CHUUYA. , tecchou,+ your fav(s)!

ohh ummm hey guyssss…..erm i’m not really back but i had this half assed thought so here u go!! also first time “writing” anything for jjk so uh sorry if it’s ooc just bear with me here

#✮ vie’s demons #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock fluff #itoshi rin x reader #reo mikage x reader #itoshi sae x reader #yoichi isagi x reader #michael kaiser x reader #jjk x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #satoru gojo x reader #haikyuu x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #miya atsumu x reader #suna rintaro x reader #bsd x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #tecchou suehiro x reader

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clubkira · 6 months

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DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ

oh future husband, better love me right!

premise. the nhk gives it’s viewers a peak into the love lives of the jnt’s lineup, interviewing the future wives of the jnt to crack the secret to a happy relationship ❤︎

content. haikyu!! jnt / f!reader. (atsumu miya, rintarou suna, wakatoshi ushijima & shoyo hinata). fluff. somewhat decent relationship advice. downbad fiancés. healthy relationships(!!). suggestive moments. petnames.

soundtrack. dear future husband : meghan trainor.

part two can be read here.

dear future husband m.list. // hq. masterlist.

ATSUMU MIYA.

“after every fight, just apologize.”

“Relationship advice?” You repeat, sitting across from the NHK interviewer, mic strapped to your shirt as a camera filmed your living room. She nods, smiling while holding a microphone of her own.

“Yes! Tell us, what is the secret to a healthy relationship?”

You tilt your head, “Well, I guess I have some advice to give.” Your fingers drum against the armrest of your couch as you sit in thought, contemplating on what to tell the reporter, “hmm..”

Atsumu sitting beside you laughs, his arm slung comfortably over your shoulder, “I have some advice I’d like to give as well.”

You turn to him with a grimace. “I don’t want any young viewers following whatever is about to come out of your mouth, ‘Tsumu.”

He looks at you offended; reeling his arm back to his side, shock spelled out all over his face. “Excuse me, I’m great at romance. I romanced you, didn’t I?”

“Unfortunately,” you jest, with Atsumu exclaiming in protest, “But this isn’t just about romancing someone, ‘Tsumu. They’re asking what makes a relationship a healthy one.”

“So?” He shrugs, “A healthy relationship is one that’s full of romance.”

“I apologize for him,” you playfully tell the interviewer, ignoring the look Atsumu gives you in response, “He’s not the best at this sorta stuff.”

She merely giggles, “No worries, the players are allowed to give their own opinions as well.” Atsumu puffs his chest out, “See, babe? She said I can talk too.”

“Yeah well, just make sure to cut out whatever he says in the final broadcast,” She lets out a snort at your jab, hiding the smile that creeps onto her face behind her microphone while Atsumu shoves your shoulder in despair.

“Awe, c’mon! I’m not that bad with relationship advice!” He pouts at you, looking like a kicked puppy when he does so, “What makes you think I’m so bad at this, do you actually want to marry me, babe?”

Your eyes soften at his saddened tone, feeling slightly guilty you link your fingers with his, eyes full of love when he smiles down at your intertwined hands.

“Of course I do, ‘Tsumu.”

The camera crew awes as you turn back to face the cameras, still holding Atsumu’s hand firmly in your own, running your thumb over the smooth cut diamond ring studded band he wears on his ring finger.

“The advice I have to give viewers is; Apologize when you are wrong,” you tell the interviewer, “No matter your pride, no amount will replace your relationship. It’s never worth sacrificing your loved one just for the sake of winning an argument.”

“Uh huh, you’re one to talk about that, babe,” Atsumu rolls his neck, “You never apologize first, it’s always me who has to for you to talk to me again.”

“What are you talking about?” You look at him confused, “I’m the one who initiates the apology conversations, you’re the stubborn one out of us.”

“Nuh-uh.”

You groan, “Exactly.”

Atsumu pulls his hand out of yours, placing it on your thigh instead before facing the cameras. “But, she is right. Do not ever choose a winning an argument over your partner. It ends badly.”

“You would know,” you snort, “You give me the longest silent treatments until I coax you out of it with kisses.”

“Can we cut that out of the broadcast, please?”

You purse your lips to hide the oncoming smile until Atsumu leans forward, a handsome grin on his face as he looks directly into the rolling cameras with a newfound confidence.

“But, y’know. I do always apologize in the end, ‘cause my girl’s never wrong.”

RINTAROU SUNA.

“make time for her.”

“You see this girl?” Suna jabs a thumb in your direction from across the kitchen, leaning against the marble island lazily as the camera team nods. “Yeah, she gets constipated if I don’t give her enough attention.”

Your head perks up immediately as you shoot him a halfhearted glare, “Do not.”

“See, she’s doing it right now.” He ignores, drinking from his glass of water before setting it down on the counter, ignoring the little gasp you let out at his actions.

Rolling your eyes, you smack his arm before sliding a coaster under his drink, “Don’t scratch the marble, Rinnie. I just bought this island.”

The camera team silently giggles at the short interactions between you two, with Suna sticking his tongue out at you and in response you give him a middle finger before he turns back to face them, “Can you believe her?”

Scoffing, you enter the camera frame beside him, “Don’t bring them into this, Rinnie.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

“I’m your fiancée.”

Suna opens his mouth to argue before shutting it promptly, “Good point.”

One of the crew members holds a sign from behind the cameras, indicating to get the interview back on topic. “Why would you ever ask her for relationship advice?” Suna chuckles, “I was the one who made the first move.”

“The interview is for the fiancée’s of the JNT, Mr. Suna,” the interviewer reminds him, “But the players are welcome to voice their own opinions as well.”

Suna stretches his arm behind his back with a yawn, a sliver of his abdomen peeking out from underneath his home shirt before disappearing quickly, “Well in that case, allow me to voice this opinion—”

You slap a hand over his mouth before he can begin, “Nope, didn’t you hear them? This is my interview, Rinnie.”

“Buhf dey shaid I can shpeak too, affhole." Suna glares from behind your hand, removing it from his mouth with a groan. “Did you even wash your hand? Tastes gross.”

“Why did you lick my hand?”

“We’ve done freakier things than that and that’s what you’re worried about?”

Your words get lodged in your throat, sputtering out hurriedly, “This is going on T.V, Rinnie!”

He looks to you with a smug smile, “Yeah, and I can’t wait to rewatch this interview and see your reaction again later.”

Your fists clench momentarily before taking a deep breath, relaxing yourself and facing the cameras with a smile. “Anyways, some relationship advice I’d give to anyone watching; make time for your spouse.”

Suna nods along to your words, “Mhm, I think that’s the most important thing in a relationship.”

“Shut up, Rinnie.”

“Ouch,” he fakes a stab through his heart, monotonous eyes but a playful grin on his lips. “I talk for two seconds and you tell your dear fiancé to shut up?”

You shake your head towards him jokingly, continuing to talk to the interviewer, “A healthy relationship means you spend time with your loved ones, and your spouse should be the most loved person in your life.”

The reporter nods, “I see, I see, what do you suggest to our viewers the best ways to spend quality time with their lover?”

“In bed.” Suna chimes in immediately, earning another smack on the shoulder from you. “What?” He looks at you with a knowing grin, “Oh, you— I didn’t mean like that, oh my god you’re sooo dirty minded.”

He chuckles, “I meant like cuddling, laying in bed together, watching movies. Y’know, wholesome things.”

“Nothing is wholesome with you,” you exasperate, speaking from personal experience. “But yes, those are great ways to spend times with your lover. They’re good times to bond with them, or just relax and unwind after a long day.”

“Yeah, after a gruelling day of practice, it’s nice to come home and lay in her arms,” Suna motions to you before leaning his head on your shoulder, his grin now replaced with a small but gentle smile. “She’s all I want to see after practice.”

“Wow,” you tease, leaning your head atop his, “and where did you learn to be so smooth, hm? Are you just playing it up for the cameras, Rinnie?”

Suna snickers, hands crossed over his chest relaxed, “I would never,” he says before mumbling close to your ear.

“I just, really like to spend time with you.”

WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA.

“treat her like a lady.”

“My fiancé is out right now at the gym,” you inform the NHK station crew, their camera men follow you inside your house for the opening shots of the broadcast. “Make yourselves comfortable while you wait.”

The interviewer settles himself on a seat at your dining table as you reach for the vase of flowers atop, moving into the kitchen to pour the old water out of their vase, careful to not spill any over your kitchen counter as you refill the container with fresh water from your tap.

Refreshing the water, you carefully place the flowers back into their vase before rearranging them neatly, coming back out of the kitchen to place them back on your table and adjusting them accordingly as the interviewer watches amazed.

“Those flowers are very lovely,” he notes softly, almost as if any louder of a volume would disturb the plants, “Did you fiancé happen to get them for you?”

You smile, “yes, he did,” recalling the first time he got you a bouquet, on your first date many years ago.

“‘Toshi knows I love flowers.”

The soft click of the lock to your house causes you to perk your head up in familiarity, the frame of your fiancé’s figure coming into view as you see him placing his shoes down beside your door before coming inside.

“Welcome home, dear,” you call out to him from the kitchen, one of the camera crew’s members break off to film your fiancé as he enters the home. He drops his gym bag to the floor beside your couch, removing his jacket and hanging it on your coatrack before passing through the halls of your shared home to get to you.

Ushijima shuffles his way into the kitchen, passing by the camera crew and approaching you from behind, hugging you as his hands are wrap around your stomach, head dropping into the crook of your shoulder.

You lean into his touch, his freshly showered hair smells of the shampoo the two of you use.

“Are you showing them the flowers I got you?” He asks, eying the pretty arrangement of flowers on the table. The cameras zoom in to take a closer shot at the flowers, noting the vibrancy of the colours and the lack of thorns adorning the stems.

You and the reporter nod, Ushijima lets a small smile settle on his face. “She told me they were her favourites,” he tells the reporter.

“Hm,” he hums before turning to you, microphone extending outwards. “is that your relationship advice for the viewers then? Giving your loved one gifts?”

You shake your head quickly, “Oh, no! No, that’s not my advice— Of course, do get your partner gifts if you know they’ll enjoy them.” Ushijima straightens up, hands snaking around your waist to stand beside you as the cameras pan out to record the both of you in the same shot.

“‘Toshi just really likes to get me little things,” you smile, reminicing on all the times your eyes barely glazed over something in a store front before he was scrambling inside the shop to buy it for you, despite your pleas.

“But gifts do not have to be expensive,” You reassure the viewers again, “just little trinkets that remind you of your partner will be enough.”

Ushijima nods before lifting your hand up to the camera, showing off the engagement ring with a large diamond displayed proudly atop it. “Yes, but I do like to splurge when it comes to her.”

You retract your hand quickly, warily eying your fiancé, “‘Toshi! Don’t make the viewers think they need to buy people’s happiness with expensive gifts!”

His head tilts unsurely, “My love, do you not like the ring I got you?”

“I-I do! When did I ever say I didn’t?”

His eyes crinkle slightly in concern, “Then why are you hiding our engagement ring from the viewers?”

“Because,” you sigh, “I don’t want young, inexperienced lovers to think they need something like a huge, flashy engagement ring to be loved by someone.”

“But you deserve the best,” he rebuffs, “There is nothing I wouldn’t buy for you if you asked.”

“‘Toshi.. this isn’t really helping our case…”

The reporter turns to Ushijima, “Even though this is a special for the JNT fiancées, the players are allowed to give their own insight.” He informs your soon-to-be husband, “Do you have anything else to add for our viewers?”

Ushijima thinks for a moment, silent in thought as you look to your fiancé, and the sight of his matching engagement ring twinkling under the bright studio lights filling your home catches your eye all too quickly.

“Do you have anything you want to say, ‘Toshi?” You nudge his shoulder slightly when he continues to remain quiet, an encouraging smile on your lips.

He nods, bringing the hand with your ring on it before giving the intricately cut diamond a kiss, his piercing eyes gazing deep into yours, causing your face to heat up fervently at his wolfish grin.

“Treat your partner the best that you can, like the lady she is and deserves to be treated as.”

SHOYO HINATA.

“don’t forget your anniversaries!”

Shoyo’s leg bounces feverishly as the reporter speaks to you casually, unable to contain his excitement at being asked to join you for this broadcasted interview special.

His grin is wide, beaming whenever you sneak small glances at him whenever the reporter looks down at their cue cards of start up questions to ease into the conversation, before the real topic is brought up.

“Do you have any relationship advice for our viewers?”

You’re about to speak until Shoyo interrupts you, quite literally flying out of his seat while brightly smiling as his hand grasps yours with a tight grip, “I do, I do!”

The reporter chortles, smiling at his tactics, “Thank you, Mr. Hinata. But this interview is specifically for your fiancée.” Shoyo’s face sullens lightly until he speaks again, “But you’re allowed to give your own thoughts when she’s done.”

Shoyo slumps back into his seat dejectedly as you rub his back comfortingly, “Sorry, Sho. But just let me speak first, okay?” His pout is replaced instantaneously at your words with the usual smile he holds when around you, “Alright, baby!”

You look towards the reporter, hand still clasped in Shoyo’s securely. “Here is my advice for a healthy relationship; Don’t forget your anniversaries.”

Your fiancé’s mouth hangs open in shock at your words, head whipping to face you with a hearty laugh, “That’s what I was going to say!”

The look of shock that spreads across your face amuses him, staring at you expectantly for a few moments before you too erupt into laughter, shoulders shaking in surprise as the two of you cling to each other for support, with Shoyo nearly falling off the couch with how hard he cackles.

He clings onto your shoulder to stop himself from tumbling, which in turn causes you to laugh harder as you try to pull him back up as Shoyo calls out for you to ‘save him’.

“Baby, I’m falling!” Shoyo shrieks while howling with laughter, “Grab my hand!”

“You’re already grabbing my hand, Sho!”

Cameras stationed around your living room pan to zoom in on Shoyo’s joyful face when he fools around with you, the grip he still holds on your hand as clear as day as you jokingly attempt to rescue his bumbling self.

The out of frame reporter looks to the two of you happily, the fact that you both seem so absorbed in each other and have forgotten about the interview portion of the broadcast is surprisingly heartwarming for both the crew and the viewers watching the broadcast.

Once the two of you manage to calm down, you shyly look back to the NHK crew with a timid smile.

“Sorry,” you apologize to your interviewer, coughing as you try to hold back another bout of laughter when you catch Shoyo smiling at you again, attempting to contain his giggles. “We got a little- uhm, carried away.”

“It’s no problem,” the reporter chuckles, “I can see the two of you are very much in love, so is that the advice you wish to tell our viewers on how your relationship with each other is so healthy?”

You and Shoyo nod simultaneously, “Yeah, don’t you ever forget your partner’s anniversaries!!” Shoyo sternly but playfully warns the viewers, “I’m serious, guys! Anniversaries are important!”

“What anniversaries should our viewers be aware of when it comes to their lovers?”

This time you speak up, “Well, the major and most well known ones of course,” you begin, listing off the ones you can recall at the moment.

“For example; first month together, first year spent as a couple, birthdays could also count I suppose—”

“Did you know I proposed to her on our fifth anniversary?” Shoyo interrupts excitedly, the same happy and bright smile on his face shining when he proudly pulls up his hand to show off the ring on his finger, “I was so caught up in the moment, I forgot to put the ring on her finger after she accepted!”

Recalling that memory brings warmth to your cheeks, “Yeah, he literally forgot about the ring in the box until I asked him about it later.”

“But in any case,” you circle back to original topic at hand, noticing the way Shoyo’s smile dampens a little when you switch back so quickly as you shoot him an apologetic smile, you don’t want to waste the reporter’s and NHK crew’s time any longer.

“Don’t forget your anniversaries, people! They’re a big deal for a ton of lovers!”

“Th-that’s right!” Shoyo piggybacks off your response, “And if you do forget, you better apologize a lot!”

The reporter nods, turning their attention to your fiancé. “And do you have any final thoughts for our viewers on how you maintain a healthy relationship with your fiancée, Mr. Hinata?”

Shoyo smiles deviously at the open ended question he’s been dying to answer this whole time; his hand creeping teasingly up your thigh to the small of your back as he leans in real close to you with a knowing wink, the flushed expression displayed on your face at his actions encourages him even more to continue.

His eyes glint with amusement, the mischievous grin on his lips is firm even in front of several strangers and cameras rolling in real time, footage of his behaviour being broadcasted to the entirety of Japan this very second.

And without shame or guilt, Shoyo smirks.

“Make your anniversary nights real special for her, trust me on that one.”

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