#hq suna hcs

[renardiererin]

just thinking about if rintarou suna had a dick piercing. he’ll have you folded in a mating press, legs on his shoulders, his dick hitting the gummy spot inside your cute little pussy… and the cold metal of the piercing hitting against your gspot. it’s essentially temperature play with how he’s using your dripping cunt to amuse himself. flicking your sensitive interior crevices with the cool metal, watching and laughing with his tongue pistoning out and in of you. giggling when your stomach clenches, when your back arches, etc.

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[hxltic]

i absolutely need suna x reader having secret sex while the miya twins are a room across🫣

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

You had no real attraction to Suna, but it was just one of those nights where your brothers came home after a game, bringing his friends along with him to celebrate, and to avoid sitting in their sweat, they had to shower. Thank god you took yours before the boys made it. Being the last to shower when the floor is wet and it’s steamy already is literally the worst shit ever.

The problem was, Suna never really came over; therefore, he had no real way to know which room was your brothers’.

He had specific instructions to shower and take some clothes from his room. Looking back on it, he should’ve asked which door it is, but strutting back with nothing but a towel on his waist is not an option. So, he resorts to opening every door until he finds what he would think is the room of his teammate. Or rather…either of them?

Instead, the knob twists as you’re fully bent over in your walk-in closet, digging through a basket of clean clothes for a t-shirt. Of course it had to be the second you wanted to change when he walked in, and not when you were comfortably reading in bed with a little light on earlier. There’s no bra on your chest now, just a pair of navy blue lace panties.

Hey! On the bright side: they could’ve been cotton with “kiss my ass” stamped on the back.

Your arms draw up in an effort to hide your chest when you hear the twist of the knob and the door come flying open. Key word is effort, because now your breasts are pressed up against each other, which Suna believes is ten times worse for you than the position he found you in. At least when you were bent over, he had to imagine whatever he couldn’t see.

“Holy— shit!” you exclaim, eyeing the man at your door that’s actively dripping water on your carpet. His hair is fallen and sticking to his face messily, just enough for you to spot his slim eyes. He doesn’t say anything at first.

It’s mainly just him blinking blankly at you while you panic, searching the room for literally anything to provide some decency, but once you render the clear lack of any emotion you currently possessed in his body, it calms your nerves a bit.

He’s seen a woman before. It doesn’t make him any less prone to being attracted to puffy lips and nipples only covered by an arm, but it somehow soothes you to know he won’t make a big deal out of it and maybe not even mention it to your siblings.

Eventually, you throw on the nearest shirt over your head and pull your hair through, dirty or clean, still with no pants to match.

You sigh deeply, “What is it Suna?” It comes out in an irritated grunt.

“You know my name.” His eyebrows raise with surprise, but not as high as the average person’s would.

“Yeah, I do. Is there a reason you’re still here?”

He presses on: “How do you know it? Do they talk about me a lot?”

Your head drops in your palm to shake back and forth. “I can’t do this right now,” he overhears your mumble.

“My bad, I was looking for Tsumu’s room but got jumpscared instead.”

Despite saying this, he still stands in the doorway— not with it cracked, but with it wide fucking open— and it’s then when creaks from the stairs clears the air between you two. He doesn’t move, but you quickly shove him over to peek around the corner, then drag him into your bedroom before whoever it is gets the wrong idea by the view from the hallway.

While you’re turned after throwing him mindlessly into your room, he readjusts the falling towel around his waist. What he said finally hits you a few moments too late.

“Jumpscared?! You? I’m in the comfort of my own room when you barge in with nothing on!” Your hands gesture up and down his body as you scold him. “And don’t talk about my body like that!” Only he doesn’t really look at your eyes. When you’re done, he finds your attention.

“It was really an accident, but I’ll stay until whoever goes back downstairs,” he shrugs. “And why does it smell like sex in here?”

Your cheeks redden. There was a reason you were looking for a change of clothes. “It doesn’t.”

“Yeah, it does.” He flops back onto the bed carelessly, dipping your comforter.

“Stop! You’re getting my sheets wet.” His body has only slightly dried, but with the full head of hair he has, it hasn’t dried at all. “Suna, get up.”

“They probably already are.”

He closes his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest. His stature was not what you thought it’d be. He was tall and packed with muscle in his legs. You could tell that much by the pictures if you didn’t figure it out by the fact that when he’s sitting you’re still face to face, but on top of that, his abdomen was carved and his arms carried some weight too. Nothing compared to the sheer size of his thighs though; they had to be the size of your head. Just by photos he’s an average high school athlete, so it almost appears fake.

Unfortunately, as you were looking, his eyes had opened and he’d been watching you inspect him. Suna will always preach there are benefits to being as quiet as he is, like how he can pinpoint that your fingers come to pinch the edge of your shirt.

You clear your throat in hopes it will gather your thoughts too, then rectify his past statement. “They aren’t.”

“Right… like all the red tabs in this book are for nothing?” He reaches beside him to take it in his hands, then he flips through the pages quickly until he comes across one. “‘I run my fingers down her trembling thighs that yearn for my touch. You’ll take it like a—’”

Before he can finish what you remember is very unfortunately highlighted, you crawl over him to rip it out his hands and throw it. You chuck the literature nowhere in particular with embarrassment that can’t get any higher as he laughs, then you quickly retreat with a knee up on the edge of the bed. His laughter is a sweet sound. It makes sense why he’s friends with your brothers.

You don’t even notice you’re half-straddling him while you point your finger in his face. “What I read is none of your business.”

He spoke clearly and assertively when he read, and the last thing you need him figuring out was how bad your body desired he’d read the words to you again; he was already too observant.

“Of course. Forgive me for saying such vulgar things around my friend’s sister. She would never do such a thing.” Finally, he slowly sits up, which naturally makes you rise with him, so you place your hand on his shoulder to prevent from wobbling. Your thigh is beside his with your foot unstable on the floor. “She’s just so sweet and innocent, and definitely not up here alone reading book porn.”

Your breathing picks up at the proximity and the pressure of a question you can’t avoid. You search between both his eyes that do the same to you. He deserves a medal or something, because fuck— the shirt lifts just a little bit every time you fiddle with it and the lace sticks to your skin like glue. “I— uhm,” you stutter, removing your stability from his body and backing away from the bed.

Of course, to add to the fucking embarrassment, you stumble backward, but he reaches out to you. His hand firmly wraps around your wrist and the other is hooked behind your back when he jerks you back up to him. He only releases your wrist.

“Is that all you read?”

You shake your head. “I read regular romance and fantasy too.”

He nods, “Ah, I see. So you want the prince of a faraway land to twirl you around in his field of flowers saying how much he loves you, then you want him to make you beg to come?”

Your eyes shoot wide at the comment, only stretching the lazy smirk on his face.

“N-no,” you reply, even though that does sound extremely appealing.

“But you do want someone to ‘run their fingers down your trembling thighs’ though, right?”

To emphasize his point, he lets the knuckles of his hand trickle down the back of your thigh, just barely grazing the skin. The sensation shocks you and almost sends you forward. This can’t be happening. Actually, you pray it isn’t, so your eyelids slam shut.

This prompts his other hand to pinch either side of your jaw gently and drag your face to his. “Or lay you back and tell you to take it like a good girl.” His eyes flicker from your eyes, to your lips, then back up, noting the state of disbelief your countenance holds. He flattens the hand that stops just under your ass.

You almost melt in his hold, and this he knows because of the long breath you took after his words. It’s easy to infer you’re fairly untouched by not only your responses but how receptive you were. It was you two, only about an inch from each other now, waiting to see who would make the next move and risk something far worse than just a growing attraction. The twins flash in your head as a beat passes and you swallow.

“Yes. But that has nothing to do with you.”

Suna shines a smile with his teeth. “Your thighs are rubbing together.”

You look him up and down. “So?”

“Can I tell you a secret?”

You don’t look him in the eyes, they drop to your pillows. Before you can separate the thighs in question that are only disconnected by his fingertips, he nudges you forward onto him, bringing your hands back to his shoulders. You’re completely straddling while attempting to keep your eyes locked on his when his entire torso is on display. He leans forward to speak just above a whisper in your ear as if this is a normal occurrence.

“I can feel you dripping all over my hand.” The cool of his breath tickles your neck, only worsening as he continues. “Why is that?”

You’re at a loss for words at first, but you suck it up, holding your own. “Nothing to do with you. Maybe I went too hard earlier.”

He wholeheartedly chuckles at this response. “So you admit it?”

“Admit what?”

“That you were up here fucking yourself to your book?” His voice is an echo behind you since he’d decided to rest his chin comfortably on your shoulder.

“Yeah. Yeah— I guess I do. It’s not like you didn’t come in here and figure it out yourself,” your eyes roll.

“Which part were you reading?”

“Does it matter?”

“Yes.”

There’s a moment of silence. “She’d just decided to drop her toxic ex-boyfriend and his sister came to console her. The way she did it was kind of fucked up, and I think the slow burn is what made me look past it, but anyway— she brings her to a party, the boy she meets there happens to be the barista at the place she orders from every day, and he has a history with the main character’s ex. He hates him even though he’d gotten over it as years passed, but she really wants to get back at him, so they send an anonymous short video of them, um… together, and he gets really pissed off.”

Suna is quiet as he reviews what you just said. He admires your perception of the book and the passion to read. He goes, “You’re into that?” and then it’s your turn not to say anything, even with the amusement lacing his tone. You grow fidgety, and just when you don’t think any more words will be exchanged, he suddenly demands, “Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“That. What you just did.” You shifted your weight from leg to leg as the silence grew longer. Just to see, you do it again.

“You’re grinding against me when you do that by the way.”

You giggle maliciously, continuing to go back and forth. It’s payback for teasing you the entire time. He comes to hold your hips still to prevent further movements, but in protest, you create an arch in your back to actually roll your hips down instead, ensuring he felt it.

“Okay, really, unless you want to move like that with my cock nine inches inside of you, I suggest you choose your battles now.”

You finally halt at the words because he was dead serious. He feels scratching along his shoulder blades at your fingers curling up in response, but not removing yourself. He still rests his head beside yours. “Oh, don’t tell me you’re into that too?”

So that’s how he ended up with his back to your headboard, head tipped up, looking at you through his pretty eyelashes as you wrap your hand around his slick length and reposition it to line up. You lower your body down, allowing your walls to open up for him. The stretch hurts only a little just because he’s so big.

You hadn’t kissed him the entire time, so he groans desperately when you wrap your fingers tightly around his neck and come close. He allows you to no matter how hard you squeeze.

This drives up your confidence with your pretty lace panties pushed to the side, making you raise to your feet.

“Shit,” he grabs ahold of your ankles between half-lidded eyes, and his mouth slightly dropped like he can’t believe what the fuck he’s seeing. “If Atsumu could see you now.”

The mention of your brother at all should turn you off, but it doesn’t. It only fuels you knowing that you’re actively riding his teammate. In fact, you must tighten around him, because he knows immediately.

“What? Does that turn you on? Fuckin’ slut.”

You whimper at the words, pressing your lips forward to his. You kiss him the best you can as he hungrily reciprocates.

The bed moves forcefully, but Suna knows the other guys are probably too busy downstairs to hear it, and whoever is in the other room may only potentially be a problem. So up and down you go, now slamming your ass against him and reddening his slightly tan, freckled skin.

“hhhmmm,” you whine, breathing shallow.

The brunette lets you go until your legs burn and you’re slowing pace. It’s driving him insane watching you chase your orgasm, using him like he was the perfect replacement for your fingers, in your own little world with your face twisted up in ecstasy and muscles straining. You were too stubborn to stop when he offered it to you, but he doesn’t mind. Not everyone has legs like his.

He instructs while inching his hips up the bed, “Fall back to your knees.” You do, and he grabs one wrist in each hand before digging his heels into the blanket and pounding up into you at a pace you don’t think you could ever meet. It’s rough and loud and you can feel his balls coming up to strike you from behind. Quite literally, it takes your breath away.

“fuck fuck fuck yes,” tendrils of your hair fall over your face when you lay your head down over his shoulder for stability. Aside from not being able to move, this is the best angle for the both of you. Your tits move over his face, which would allow him to suck and bite as he pleases while holding you still, and with the tilt of your body his fat tip reaches your most sensitive part.

You bounce over and over and he wishes he would have pulled your shirt up first. He’s grunting in your ear dangerously.

“Was this in your book too? Is this when he told her to take it like a good girl?”

You try to answer but it’s incomprehensible with the speed of his thrusts. “Again.”

“Y-yes,” you retry, finally getting something out. He’s satisfied with this, so he lets go of your wrists and pushes you upright, only slowing for the moment. This time, he wraps his fingers around your neck, just enough for you to breathe, while rolling his thumb across your revealed clit. The veins of his forearm show themselves and he peers up at you with a glare as if you were the most irritating thing to him.

How hard you were holding him is nothing compared to how hard he is holding you, and just that thought has your eyes threatening to fall closed.

“Then be a good. Fucking. Girl,” he punctuates each word with a harsh upwards cut of his hips, “and take it.”

“Oh God,” you connect your own weak hands around his, your mouth falling open with every moan that floats into the air. He holds your gaze with his threatening eyes, and if you tried to look anywhere but him, he’d pull you right back. “Suna, I’m coming,” you rush it out like there’s no stopping now. And honestly, you’re currently wishing you didn’t say it at all, because you know if he told you not to, your body would try its best to comply.

“No the fuck you’re not.”

Godammit.

Removing his finger from your nub, he moves the hand to meet the other at your throat. You couldn’t speak even if you wanted to, which you did, just to let him know that this would only make it worse. There’s a movement: you’re coming down on him yourself with the force of the thrust driving you up.

Your mouth creates the words, but they don’t come out. Suna knows anyway. “Please.”

“No.” And it’s as simple as that, because then he says, “Do you hear that?”

Of course you don’t, he just asked to see if you were sane enough to come back to your senses and focus your hearing. His tight hold on you is enough to leave a mark, but not enough to prevent your head from slowly shaking back and forth.

“On the other side of that wall is your brother. Both of them.” Your eyes shoot wide at the same time his thrusts calm down. He still continues, it’s just with a deep grind to prevent the hard slapping of skin, and he brings your forehead to his as he speaks to you. “Come now and both of us are in trouble.”

He has valid reasons to infer that it is specifically the twins, but he’s sure you don’t want to hear those right now. If it was up to him, you would have been throwing your head back and showing that arch he imagines you had before he intruded in on you changing, but holding it above your head like meat to a starving dog was fine too.

“Please let me come Rin, please. I’ll be quiet,” a chaste kiss to the tip of his nose ends your pleading, hoping it softens him up with the use of his first name.

And maybe it worked, because his eyebrows curl upwards with pity when he explains, “We both know you’re too vocal for that, princess. How about we try something else?”

You nod frantically, raising off his length and letting him lay down completely while you wait for directions. He gets situated by moving pillows out of the way. “Come here.”

You realize now the pity he expressed was fake. Swinging your leg over his waist, you begin to line yourself up.

“No. come here.”

You stare at him dumbfounded.

“Up here, towards me,” he ushers his hands. You scoot closer towards his chest with your hands on his pecs, not sure how much closer the two of you can get.

“My face, baby.”

Instead of getting angry with you, he kept his tone. It was little but it made you feel good. “Oh.”

You come to a hover over his lips, contemplating a lot and nothing at the same time, mainly if this man was really under you telling you to do what you’re doing.

“Sit.”

“Are you sure?” You clarify.

“Yes. Sit before I make you read your porn to me.” This brings your eyebrows in with a crease and you drop with no remorse on his lips. His face is smothered somewhere between his eyes. The only thing visible is his damp hair.

Unfortunately for you, he enjoys the thrill of not being able to breathe.

You’re less than two minutes into absolutely grinding on his tongue, chasing the vibrations of his grunts and groans by tugging on his hair. Your other hand is covering your mouth.

Thankfully, because there’s a quick knock, and Osamu’s voice passes through the door. “Pizza’s here. You okay in there?”

You nod as if he can see you. You then realize he cannot.

Shakily, you call out “Yes.” The only way to not moan while Suna slides the muscle between your lips to taste all of your slick is by biting your lip. His fingers grip the fat of your thighs.

“Okay.” In the background there’s another voice, presumably your other brother. Finally, they become faint until you hear the stairs, and you allow yourself a little freedom.

“Rin,” you look down fully expecting to meet his eyes, but you can’t see him past your hair.

“Hmphh?”

“I’m close— can I?” On cue, he pushes in as far as his tongue can go inside your hole. He nods yes, simultaneously flattening it to lick all of you in one stripe before deliberately sucking your clit.

To muffle your sounds, your hand comes to cover your mouth once again and you’re somehow managing to prepare for your eyes squeezing shut at the same time as your muscles tensing. Suna can feel you dripping, literally this time.

this was kinda rushed

©️hxltic

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[hqkalon]

𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐒. 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐍

cw— nsfw, coitus, riding, pleading, creampie, dirty talk & overstim.

an: not proofread, I've been a busy woman this week !!

GROANERS — “fuuckk yeah, baby. just like that.” he bounced your lower half up and down his shaft, hearing the sinful sound of skin on skin clapping within each movement. sweet nothings feel from your lips with your palms planted against his chest, holding yourself up. "so full." you whined as the tip of his cock repeatedly kissed your cervix, balls deep inside your poor pussy. "yeah? you like that shit don't you." he teased, angling at that perfect spot which has your filthy cunt squeezing so desperately. "mmm, that's it princess. keep squeezing me just like that." he choked out with a rasp as you felt your core close in with unspeakable pleasure.

“m-more, more, more!”, you plead feeling your high near as he rose your hips above his dick before slamming you back down his length, “hnngh shit." heat poured through your core as your vision saw red and black. walls fluttering around his cock as he fucked you through your orgasm, "hahh, fuck, fuck, fuckk." he lowly grunted, using your cunt as his personally fleshlight as your legs began to quiver. "t'much baby." sinful moans fell from your lips, "yeah? almost there." his voice shook as he relentlessly fucked into your, feeling his dick twitch inside you as his breathing became heavier. "ooh shitt." he groaned, before shooting his warm load inside you. slowly riding out his high.

yami, toji, eren, geto ??, dabi, tengen, atsumu, kuroo, zeke, crocodile, zoro, shidou, suna

WHIMPERERS — his hands palming the fat of your ass as he subconsciously thrusts up, angling at your g-spot. “ooh shit angel.” his voice shook a bit, biting his lip to silence any escaping moans as his thrust staggered a little before wrapping his arms around your waist, locking your body in place as he pounded into your aching cunt. “mphhm!” your arms latched around his neck, feeling that fuzzy warmth look throughout your lower half as he chased his high. “y-your squeezing me so good.” he moaned with a strained voice.

“ahh, slow down!” you panted against his ear as the pace of his thrusts did everything, but slow down. “so mph-close.” his eyes screwed shut as he planted his feet on the mattress, “nghh, so close.. so closee!” he whined, thrusting deeper into your sweet spot. “f-fuckk m’about to cum.” you cried, feeling your nerves bundle together in pleasure, “hahh, bouta cum too!” his mouth gaped as his toes gripped the sheets beneath him, thrusting at an animalistic pace. soft moans fell from your lips as your orgasm washed over you, clenching around him so perfect. “fuck, fuck, fuckk! c-cumming, cumming!” broken moans slept past his lips, spurting his warm seed inside you.

hinata, armin, kenma, bokuto, rengoku, choso (idc idc), sanji

#haikyuu smut #hq smut #jjk smut #aot smut #op smut #hq x reader #op x reader #jjk x reader #aot x reader #eren x reader #bokuto x reader #toji x reader #suna x reader #choso x reader #armin x reader #hq hcs #jjk hcs #op hcs #hq drabbles #jjk drabbles #aot drabbles #scripts .📃

[miya-rin]

imagine being the miya twins older sister who has had suna rintarou fully enamoured with your existence since he first met you at 15 years old.

he has tried to make many moves on you over the years to no avail; sneakily trying to place his arms around your shoulder before one of your brothers notice and throw the nearest object they can grab his way. not letting you carry anything while hes around, claiming how “youll never have to lift a finger again” if you give him a chance. hell, even dropping down to the floor to tie your shoelaces the second he realises the laces have come loose, taking his time to stand back up afterwards as he slowly rakes his eyes over your figure so he can fully take in every inch of you. every attempt of his to make you swoon for him is met with “sorry sweetheart, still not into minors” and a small ruffle of his hair which gives him a dopey smile. you would think he would start to back off eventually but to your dismay every rejection you have handed to him has just made his desire for you grow stronger - he takes your words as “try again when youre 18”

which is exactly what he does. on his 18th birthday his friends decide to throw him a massive party - being the twins chaperone you had to come along and when suna set his eyes on you, you knew there was no chance of you escaping his antics. you catch him glancing at you multiple times throughout the night before he gets pulled away by one of his guests, a disappointed look in his eyes every time he had to look away from you.

after a couple of hours you decide to step outside onto the balcony to catch some fresh air seeing as there was no sign of the party dying down anytime soon. you’re outside for maybe 5 minutes when you hear the door slide open, you already know who its going to be seeing as he has been trying to catch you alone all night, you turn around to finally face the boy and he looks as ecstatic as ever.

“happy birthday suna.” you swear you can see his soul leave his body the second those words leave your mouth, its not the first time youve said it to him tonight - youre not that cruel as to not wish the poor boy a happy birthday on his special day - but everything that comes out of your mouth looks like it sends him to heaven and back.

“thankyou yn, i appreciate you being here, but then again, i know you cant spend more that a week away from me because youre just so obsessed with me.”

“wow, am i that easy to read?” you chuckle along with him, noticing the way his gaze doesnt stray away from your face while you face forward, “so, how does it feel finally being legal?”

“incredible, it means you can finally give me a chance.” he doesnt miss the way you sigh at his words.

“suna we’v-“

“i know that we’ve been over this, but i don’t really think you mean it,” this gains an eye roll from you, “plus, my one wish when i blew out my candles was that you would give me a kiss.”

“really? well i guess your going to have to go without this year.”

“it was my birthday wish, youre not gonna deny me that are you?”

“yknow, if you tell your wish to someone it doesnt come true right?”

“yn…please,” his voice is barely above a whisper, he sounds desperate, “i have been waiting for three years, all i ask for is one kiss, just one.”

“i think youre forgetting that im 22 and you are freshly 18.”

“im still 18 though.”

“hm… you make a good point,” you see the way he perks up slightly at your evaluation, a hopeful look becoming more prominent in his eyes, “one kiss. let it be my official gift for the birthday boy.” you might have well as told him he had just one the lottery, anyone who walked past the sliding door would think you had due to the way his smile was so wide.

“thankyou” is all he can muster up before he is snaking his hand up your body and with a hand tangled up in your hair he leans down until his lips touch yours, you can feel the shit eating grin spread across his face as he gently moves his lips in sync with yours, pulling away slightly to whisper “best birthday ever” before leaning back in <3

#if you see and spelling mistakes no you dont #my suna brainrot is so strong atm #he is all of my thoughts 25/8 #haikyuu #hq x you #haikyuu!! #hq imagines #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu headcanons #hq hcs #lav.posts♡ #suna fluff #suna rintaro haikyuu #suna rintarou fluff #suna rintaro #haikyuu suna #hq suna #suna rintaro x reader #suna rintarō #suna x reader #suna x y/n #suna imagines #suna rintaro x you

[byunbqbes]

HIGH TENSION SCENARIOS WITH HQ BOYS

RIDING PUBLIC TRANSPORT – where it's peak hour on the train, and you're getting squashed against him. you can smell his minty deodorant and, if you're not imagining things, hear the thumps of his heart in his chest. (it's your fault for looking up at him through your eyelashes!!) when you're nearing your stop, he leans down and whispers in your ear, "we're getting off soon."

IWAIZUMI, ushijima, osamu, bokuto, daichi (SORRY IM NAMING ALL THE BEEFY MEN...)

TOUCHING SHOULDERS – you are watching a movie together when he starts getting comfortable and scoots closer, accidentally grazing his shoulder against yours. none of you are focusing on the movie and you're both thinking to yourselves, does this mean anything more?

akaashi, kita, KAGS (boy would start blushing SO much), kenma, sugawara, sakusa

SHARING A BED – awkwardly lying as far away from each other as possible, only to wake up with entangled limbs and your head on his chest. one of you wakes up first and quietly observes how peaceful the other looks and how beautiful they were with the soft morning sun kissing their skin.

yamaguchi, mattsun, ushijima, sugawara, hinata, SAKUSA (this man will literally ASK you to sleep further from him before unknowingly spooning you in his sleep lol)

PUTTING SOMETHING OUT OF YOUR REACH – he probably just showed you an unglam picture that he took of you, and you reached over to snatch his phone out of his hand. but he's quicker - he raises his phone above his head to make you jump for it. he smiles smugly while you whine, tiptoeing to the best of your efforts. both of you are suddenly very aware of the sudden proximity between you. tense silence ensues

kuroo, SUNA, oikawa, TSUKISHIMAdjkfnsdkfn, tendou, atsumu, bokuto??

inspired by this tiktok: https://vt.tiktok.com/ZS8uasSBx/

🥐 reblogs are very appreciated!!

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[sunascupid]

ೀ*: ･ﾟrandom suna texts!

his playlist to you♡

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[charismaya]

Rise and Shine

CW//TW: NSFW 18+ content, somnophilia, hints of overstimulation, AFAB!reader (MINORS, AGELESS and BLANK BLOGS DNI)

Guys who wake up before you and love to adore your naked frame adorned with sunlight and feel their heart beat faster when they see the hickeys on your neck, on your boobs, and the bites on your thighs, the impressions from the tight grip on your hips and his cock hardens and he starts rutting himself between your thighs, rubbing your nipples until you wake up because he can't control himself but he cares for you so he doesn't want to make yourself more sore than the night before. — ATSUMU, Iwaizumi, Ushijima, Bokuto, Daichi, TENDOU, Hanamaki

Guys who sleep peacefully after fucking you and holding you in their arms, where you wake up before them and trace their features with your fingers, running your lips, ghosting them over the love bites and feel a sense of pride when you see the nail tracks on their back left by you. He's all yours and this possessiveness makes you roll him flat on his back just to rub your wet folds on his half hard dick and slowly kiss his face down to his pecs until he is gasping and grunting and wakes up with a half smile-half smirk, to see his baby being needy for him and only him. — Suna, Osamu, KUROO, Matsukawa, Akaashi, OIKAWA, Kageyama

A/N: Yeah these crumbs were in my drafts and I would probably disappear from writing for god knows how long :')

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[sunasstxrz]

texts with boyfie suna!

you’re drunk in one of them// kinda afab? he says princess and ma’am and reader talks about misogyny

tw:suggestive (rin sends a shirtless picture and reader is normal about it!)

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[popkorrn]

"can i have one of your mittens?" you asked.

suna raised an eyebrow at you incredulously. "one mitten?"

"yeah." your breath made a light wisp of smoke against the cold winter air. "i forgot to bring mine." you added, waving your exposed hands up and down as if to prove your point.

suna sighed with a slight shake of his head, suppressing a smile. "you're such an airhead."

"am not!" you stifled a laugh, hitting his arm lightly in protest. the impact stung painfully against your freezing hand, and you let out a small yelp of pain.

concern flashed across suna's eyes, and his brows furrowed together into a slight frown. "you good?"

"apart from my hands feeling like literal icicles, i'm all good." you replied in a joking manner, flashing him a humorous smile. suna tilted his head, narrowing his eyes at you, a worried frown still creased upon his features.

"don't worry." you teased, "a little cold won't kill me."

"i wasn't worried." suna interjected. "just thought that maybe the cold had finally killed off your remaining brain cells."

suna chuckled when your eyes widened in feigned offence. you knocked your forehead against his arm in a futile attempt to hit him without using your painfully frozen hands, inciting a hearty laugh from the boy.

your ears perked up at the sound, the warmth of his cheerful laughter slowly spreading to you. his eyes curved into crescent moons, upturned lips peeking above the top of his thick scarf, amusement radiating from his usually stoic face.

you must have been staring at him for a while, because suna flicked your forehead lightly with his gloved hand.

"i think the cold did get into your brain after all."

before you could snap back a response, suna pulled off one of his mittens, reaching out to pull your hand out of your pocket.

"wha-"

you watched as he fitted his mitten onto your hand, pulling it down gently. you blinked, staring dumbly at the large mitten that encased your hand. was the mitten really that warm? or was your skin just burning from his sudden touch?

your thoughts were cut short when his ungloved hand grabbed your ice cold one tightly, before relaxing slightly to intertwine his fingers between yours. the momentum of the movement pulled you towards him, and he took the opportunity to stuff your connected hands into the side pocket of his large puffer jacket.

"warm enough?" suna asked, a smirk playing on his lips. he was standing annoying close, puffs of his breath tickling against your nose as he stared down at you.

and for once, you were thankful that the frigid weather had already tainted your cheeks red. "warm enough." you echoed back, unable to hide the satisfied grin from creeping up your cheeks.

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[renardiererin]

rintarou suna is such a pussy enthusiast. i don’t make the rules, he will eat pussy like a starved man. he isn’t clean in any way. he will dive into your core and hook his arms around your thighs, holding you flush against his face even well after you’re sobbing and overstimulated out of your mind.

“please rintarou it hurts”

“come on princess just a few more for me, you taste so good.”

he will scrape his teeth against your clit to watch your back arch, and flick the tip of his tongue against your most sensitive spots until you’re uncontrollably cumming in his mouth. he won’t stop for anyone or anything, he goes until he decides he’s satisfied. just the taste of your pussy is enough to get him leaking in his pants. sometimes if he’s in a certain mood, he might even pump himself into his hand and let his eyelids shut as he moans into your overused pussy.

he’ll tonguefuck you by shoving his talented muscle into your stretched hole, hitting your g spot with every thrust of his tongue. he’ll eat your pussy until your juices are streaming down his chin and smeared all over the bottom half of his face and he won’t even bat an eye.

he will eat pussy like it’s his last meal and he’s on death row.

rintarou suna is the messiest pussy eater in the world and he takes no shame in it.

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[classyinnie]

“Did you ever plan on getting a relationship?” The interviewer asked.

"No, I was too preoccupied with volleyball to care."

“What made you change your mind?” 

Beyond the reporters, mics, and cameras, his gaze finds yours in the crowd. "The mere possibility that someone out there was worth the wait."

The interviewer noticed the softness in his eyes and tried to follow his line of sight, but he had already directed his gaze back to them before they could turn around. 

“Well, were they worth the wait?”

He smiles. “Always.”

—ATSUMU, Kageyama, OIKAWA, HINATA, Sakusa, Ushijima, Suna, Bokuto

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[sunarinscumdump]

nothing sweeter than sunarin peppering your face with kisses and showering you with affection after you show him your ootd so you won't go out with your friends and instead, just stay at home with him.

- 18+ only, minors dni -

“rin, that tickles~" you giggle as you try to pry your clingy boyfriend off of you.

his hands warmly remained on your waist as he continues pressing light kisses all over your face and neck. “you sure you really wanna go out, doll?”

“staying home's a lot more fun...” he tries to convince you, but you just roll your eyes.

“i've had to cancel two hangouts with my friends last month because you keep doing this.” you giggle lightly when he pouts. “and what do you mean fun? we only ever end up fucking and you know that.”

he eyes thepointed look you give him and raises a brow, “so you mean to say making love with me isn't fun?”

your eyes widen and you let out a squeal as he sweeps you off your feet and carries you over to the king sized bed that you and your boyfriend, ejp middle blocker suna rintarō share.

"not fun, huh?” he looks at you, a look of accomplishment flashing in his face when he sees your eyes glossed over with the way his prominent bulge pressed against your clothed pussy.

“i'll show you what's ‘not fun’."

another hangout with friends: cancelled.

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[miya-rin]

suna rintarou who becomes addicted to kissing you after you take his first.

every study date turns into a make out session. every movie night ends with your tongues intertwined. every time his team wins a match your lips are the first thing he seeks out as a reward.

he’s not really sure what it is, but something about having you so close to him is just so comforting. him knowing that he is the only one that gets to feel you like this puts him to sleep every night with a sappy grin on his face, the same grin you get to see when he pulls away from your spit laced lips.

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[tsunaaism]

Okay i know you just posted a part 2 of the submissive and breedable ask but pls consider doing it for Tendou, Suna, Kageyama and Hinata this time? Thank you 💕

You tell your friend that they, “Look like a bottom.” + "Submissive and breedable."

GN!Reader ft. Kageyama Tobio and Suna Rintaro.

Warnings: suggestive content.

A/N: I'll include Tendou in the next batch. Here's a little treat for you ♥️

Bokuto, Kuroo, Ushijima’s ver.

Miya twins + Oikawa’s ver.

Kageyama Tobio

What are the chances that Kageyama Tobio is actually familiar with the term 'submissive and breedable'?

Zero? Maybe 0.05%?

There's no use pondering about it. You'd have to put it into test.

“Huh? What?"

See? It’s the exact reaction you expected. It’s funny, you think. Tobio has always been so innocent; it wouldn’t hurt to prank him a little.

"Mmhm. You look really submissive and breedable today.” You chuckle, repeating the words once more, earning another confused glance from the athlete.

“Hm?” His brows furrow, eyes flicking up and down your form, then to his own reflection in the mirror. 

He’s so clueless. 

So... clueless. 

Or is he?

"Me..? clueless?"

Uh-oh.

You said that out loud, didn't you?

Snap. This wasn't what you planned. He's starting to look a little sad now, and this is all your doing.

"It's not a bad thing to be clueless, Tobio."

He tilted his head.

"Well, you do have a point,"

He pauses, taking a last look at your form.

"But i've never been submissive and clueless. Maybe breedable, though."

Huh...

What was that?

Hold up.

HUH?

Seeing the bewilderment on your face, his eyes narrowed. A faint, lopsided smile crawled onto his lips,

"It's not a bad thing to be clueless, (Y/n)."

Lesson learned: never mess with kageyama, ever again. He knows more than he seems to.

Suna Rintaro

Ideally, he's not someone you would want to tell this to.

But, you're feeling a little bold today.

"Rin." You hover above his laying figure, snatching a chuupet away from his hands.

Clearly, you're feeling extra bold today.

"Give it back." He grunts, clearly displeased that you stole his beloved jelly fruit sticks, "What do you want?"

"Noooothing. Just wanted to rile you up."

Yes. Extra bold.

By now, he'd forgotten about the half-eaten chuupet in your hand. He crosses is arm, staying silent as he waits for whatever you're doing to be over with,

"Because you look really submissive and breedable when you're angry."

Now you've done it.

What did you expect, honestly? Pure silence? If so, you might be correct.

Ooor not.

He chuckles, clearly amused with your antics, "You wanna put it into test and see what's up?"

"Is that necessary? I know i'm right, Rin. Always am."

"You think so?"

He peers into your eyes, challenging your own confident, playful stare. Brows raised, a cheeky smile climbed onto his face.

"Don't be an all bark no bite now."

He leans closer to you,

"Lets see if you can say the same thing after this."

Err.. Good luck (3).

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[verslxt]

shut up let me sleep ft haikyuu boys

“mhm shut up” you mumbled out as they persisted with bugging you. the finally got up from the bed and let you sleep opting to go to the kitchen and make you breakfast instead it’s about 45 minutes later when they come in with a plate of bacon, eggs, grits (SO GOOD) and pancakes “love you didn’t have to do this!” you say sitting up. “i did it because i love you” they say setting the trey down

ushijima, kita, aran, iwaizumi, and mainly ushijima, asahi, suga, daichi(maybe semi)

“mhm shut up let me sleep” “no.”

atsumu, hinata, bokuto, nishinoya, suna, tanaka, goshiki, oikawa and tendou

“mhm let me sleep” “fine” *sits on phone till you wake up*

suna, sakusa, semi, iwaizumi, ushijima (sometimes) daichi, suga, and tendou (also sometimes)

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[byunbqbes]

HQ BOYS WHEN YOU'RE COLD !

♡ suna. teases you and shrugs, "that's what you get for wearing a skirt in 40 degree weather lol" you pout and a minute later, you can feel some weight on your shoulder. you turn around and he's gingerly draping his coat around you, leaning in for a quick peck on your lips to take you aback, before he snickers, "what would you do without me?"

♡ ushijima. takes this dense mf a while to realise that you're cold, but when he does, he immediately makes you wear his thick puffer jacket. he keeps glancing sideways at you, noticing how adorable you look drowning in his extra large jacket. he gives your tiny hand a little squeeze before he admits, sounding stoic, "you look good in my clothes." you're looking up at him, surprised at the way he's avoiding your eyes and blushing, before you're giggling and placing a chaste kiss on his cheeks.

♡ osamu. frowns when he sees you shivering, arms bare, as you walk out of the restaurant. he paces around before rushing out the door and catching up with you. but when he sees your pretty little face, he becomes speechless as he hands you his hoodie, murmuring something about the weather whilst he scratches his head. what he doesn't see is you giggling to yourself, all giddy at the fact that your crush at onigiri miya just gave you his hoodie that smells distinctly like warm chocolate.

♡ oikawa. gets SO smug when he sees the way you curl around him and nuzzle your head into his neck. he smirks, arms wrapping around your waist automatically, before an idea forms in his head. he chuckles, blowing a gust of cold wind towards your face. you look up, offended, as you whine, arms reaching to pull his blanket off of him. oikawa apologises profusely in fits of laughter, before pulling you closer to him and whispering, "i'll keep you warm, princess."

♡ bokuto. the boyfriend who gathers all the scented candles around the house and lights them up while gushing excitedly, "let's build a blanket fort!!" his large, strong arms wrap around you as you lay on his chest in the cozy blanket fort you have built, listening to bokuto talk about his eventful volleyball practices while you two wait out the power outage. you can't help but snuggle closer to him, seeking warmth from this warm furnace of a human. you feel his arms tighten around you, then he's suddenly grinning at you while he ruffles your hair, "awe, is my little birdy cold?"

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