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ohmykiyo · 11 months
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🪦 title ; when they ask for a kiss genre ; fluff & romance warnings ; cute bf alert, lowercase intended characters ; sakusa, suna, atsumu, bokuto, oikawa, semi, ushijima 🗝️ jeilly's notes ; idk tbh thinking about sakusa being clingy makes me blush fr and i'm so proud, i finished this in 2 hours LOL, reqs r open!
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SAKUSA shifts around uncomfortably as you keep your nose stuck in a book. you flip one page after another and he continues to watch you intently. he frowns and pouts but you don't notice.
"baby can you look at me?" he pouts. you turn to him, finally acknowleding him.
"what is it, love?" you sigh, flipping another page. he frowns at your clear dismissal.
"could you- i mean uhm- can i-" he stumbles over his words, frustration taking over. he's never been one to ask for things, but he can't help it when it's you.
you place your book down, not before bookmarking where you left off. you shift your body to face him completely, and he seems to stutter even more.
you smile, "what is it, baby?"
he doesn't know how to ask, he panics internally before fiddling with his hands. you sense his shyness, and put your hand over his to calm him down.
as if he's under some spell, he calms down almost instantly.
finding some bit of courage in your touch, he lifts his index finger and points at his lips.
you stare for a moment.
then you burst into uncontrollable giggles.
sakusa only watches as he deflates, turning away from you in a fit of irritation. "okay, be like that then, i don't care." he huffs.
you place your hands over his face, forcing him to face you.
you flash him the smile he adores so much, before giving him a kiss.
it was light. feathery, even. and it left sakusa craving for more.
he huffs before a shade of red tinted his ears, then he pulls you in for a few more.
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SUNA sits beside you as you study in the school library for an important test coming up. he lays with his head down, facing you, eye boring into the side of your face.
you roll your eyes, "rin, stop staring, i can't focus."
he snickers before pulling out his hand to catch yours. "you're so pretty, how can i not?"
you cheeks flush with red as he finishes his sentence. you snatch your hand away to cover your face in embarrassment.
"you piss me off, hope you know that." you groan. he only chuckles at your remark, returning to his old position.
you then go back to studying. scribbling notes in your neat handwriting every few minutes.
you don't realize it, but your lips jut out in a small, unnoticeable pout.
it sends suna off the edge, wanting to lay his lips on yours.
he watches and watches, but you don't notice the stare he's giving you.
he grows impatient. the fact you clearly don't seem to glance at him makes him rolls his eyes and huff. you hear the little grunts of irritation and turn to face him.
"i can feel your bad energy radiating right now," you deadpan, "what's up your ass now?"
suna shoots you a glare, side-eyeing you in the process.
"what's up my ass is the fact you keep pouting your lips," you look at him in confusion, "you're practically begging for a kiss so c'mere."
you dodge his lips, and he sits there dumbfounded. you break into a series of giggles as he pouts and mutters a little "damn brat" under his breath.
"fine, come here baby." you say, before tugging him lightly. his lips landing right on yours.
he savors the taste of your lips, keeping you there a lot longer than intended.
once you pull away, you're out of breath, and suna's only smirking at your appearance.
you turn away with all shades of pink tinting your cheeks.
and suna knows he'll have your lips on his once again.
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ATSUMU whines every five god damn minutes, hoping that it'll catch your attention. the attention which is on your phone, and you're scrolling carelessly on tiktok.
atsumu grunts once again before speaking, "can ya give me like two minutes of your attention, am dyin' over here and ya don' giva shit!"
you roll your eyes playfully, finally turning to your man-baby of a boyfriend. "okay 'tsum, you got two minutes."
"babe!" he yelps, basically sobbing dramatically at this point.
"what?" you say defensively, with a smirk plastered across your face. "you said two minutes, so i'm givin' you two minutes."
he frowns, showing you his infamous puppy eyes. you stare.. and stare.
but you don't budge at all.
"babe, am beggin' ya." he huffs, arms crossing defensively over his chest.
you couldn't believe that this six-foot blonde was pouting like an absolute child.
"fine, what is it, you big baby." you say, placing your hand on his thigh.
this only fires him up even more, craving the touch he hasn't received.
"kiss?" he pleads.
you decide to tease him a little. just a little.
"hmm? sorry, i didn't hear a please." he gets even more impatient as you test him further.
"please, ma angel, i wanna kiss ya." he frowns again, but you finally decide you comply with his wishes.
pushing his hair back and caressing his face, you pull him in for a kiss. it's a little peck, but he only wants more.
so..
he does.
pushing your head down lightly, but just enough to deepen the kiss further.
you push him away lightly.
"there, you got your kiss baby." you giggle.
he craves more, but chooses to wait a bit. leaving his hand on your plush thigh, he stares at you lovingly.
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BOKUTO deflates as he witnesses you being quite busy chatting up your best friend.
he was hoping that you'd spend the dinner with him.
he knows it was a team dinner, but he didn't expect your best friend to be at the same restaurant.
he felt ignored, and a little neglected. but, he genuinely wanted to be with you at that moment.
it took a bit, but you finally slide into the booth your boyfriend was in. it didn't take long for you to notice the gloomy mood bokuto was in.
"somethin' wrong, honey?" you coo. bokuto swears he melted at the sound of your voice.
he scoots closer to you, nudging his head into the crook of your neck.
you allow him to, your hand moving up to play with the soft locks on his head.
"missed you." he whispered, scattering light kisses around your collarbone.
you smile, looking down at his cute face.
knowing him all too well, you whisper, "you craving something from me, baby?"
he sits up instantly, staring at you with neediness.
"mhm!" he perks. he waits patiently.
"tell me what you want, honey, i'm listening"
he takes your hand and allows your finger to brush lightly over his pretty lips.
"want a kiss," he says, "please."
you hum in satisfaction, guiding his face unto yours where his lips find yours.
his mouth molds against yours, almost as if he was entirely made for your existence.
he craves you more and more, hands sliding up and down your waist.
you pull away, pecking his forehead after.
bokuto sighs with content as he cuddles up impossibly closer to you.
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OIKAWA lingers around in your bedroom, waiting for you to acknowledge his presence.
you're too busy scribbling things he doesn't bother to care about in your notebook.
he waits..
and waits.
and waits...
but doesn't get a hint of your attention.
he was growing agitated at the lack of attention. he could even go as far as saying that you were neglecting him.
he finally gives in, choosing to tap you lightly on the shoulder.
it was only then when you realized he was home.
"oh! tooru, hi babe!" you chirp. you don't even seem to notice the slight furrow of his eyebrows and the pout on his lips.
"i've been here for an hour, y/n." he states. your face contorts into disbelief.
exhaling, you spoke, "i didn't realize.. did you need something?"
yes, he needed something.
he wouldn't say it though. opting to wait until you're needy for him.
he's greeted with disappointment when you don't give him what he wants, turning away from him.
"okay cutie, i'm quite literally going to die here." he exclaims.
you turn to face the little drama queen behind you.
groaning playfully, you ask him, "okay, what is it my love."
"kiss me," he demands, "i haven't received a single one since my arrival."
you roll your eyes, standing up and dragging your feet towards his tall figure.
tip-toeing to reach his lips, you tug his shirt to pull him down.
finally, your lips rests on his, giving his the satisfaction he craved.
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SEMI strums his guitar again and again, hoping it would catch your attention.
you don't look at him, because youre busy playing with the cute puppy named bear on his bed.
you baby-talk the sweet creature, scratching behind its ears.
"y/n can you put bear down, i'm literally right here." eita sighs.
you giggle at his remark, looking back at him for a split moment.
"i know, honey, but a few minutes without my attention shouldn't kill you." you deadpan.
he only shoots you a disappointed look that you obviously didn't see.
after a few minutes, you finally get up and sit beside your grumpy boyfriend.
your entire body faces him, "babe, i want a kiss."
he side-eyes you, "okay, go kiss bear then."
furrowing your eyebrows, you just shrug before getting up once again.
you're immediately stopped by semi grabbing your wrists lightly.
"jesus woman, you were supposed to stay here and beg." he rolls his eyes.
"too bad, bear likes me more than you since you didn't wanna give me a kiss."
he blinks, clearly dumbfounded. "i've been sitting here for 30 minutes waiting for a kiss myself."
you shrug again, trying to release yourself from his hold.
"whatever, eita." you pout.
he only tugs your arm gently before you're landing flat on his chest.
he lets out a hearty laugh before lifting your chin up with his thumb and index finger.
staring into each others eyes for a few moments, he finally places his lips on yours.
you deepen the kiss, hands moving up to caress the nape of his neck.
then you push him away.
with a pout, he stares at you. "not in front of bear, honey."
you snicker as he only huffs and looks away. his hand unconsciously coming up to caress your thigh.
you both, in fact, still madeout in front of poor bear.
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USHIJIMA wasn't one to ask you for affection.
moreover, it was definitely you who asked him.
but for some reason, the way you were busy chatting up his close friend, tendou, sent him over the edge.
he craved your touch more, and it's almost like he needs it to survive.
he comes up beside you, while you don't even notice his presence. thanks to tendou greeting him, you probably would've taken awhile to even acknowledge him at all.
"heyyy wakatoshi!" tendou exclaims.
your head snaps up at the mention of your boyfriend's name.
you smile warmly, "hi, love."
that was all you said before you become completely immersed in your conversation with tendou. tendou being equally immersed as you were.
ushijima hated to admit it, but he actually felt neglected.. maybe even ignored.
he doesn't know how to steal your attention, and seeing his best friend have what he wants makes him antsy. he feels nervous, fiddling around with the hem of his shirt.
he holds back the urge to wrap his arm around your waist, pull you closer to him, and just kiss you in front of everyone in the room.
he itches to have his lips on yours, but he just doesn't know how to ask.
he taps his fingers impatiently on his side, hoping that you'd turn to face him at some point.
yet, as if luck was on his side, tendou excused himself for a moment, leaving you entirely alone.
and boy did he take that chance.
he stood beside you, snaking his arms around your waist. you look up at him, being quite familiar with his touch, you leaned into him.
he leans down to whisper in your ear, "chatting up my best friend instead of being with me kind of stung, my love."
his deep husky voice had your legs feeling like jello. you motion for him to lean low enough for him to hear you whisper back.
"jealous, honey?" you smirk.
he clenches his jaw before he feels your soft lips kiss it.
he softens at the contact, melting from your touch.
he quickly maneuvers your chin to connect your lips with his.
god, he never knew how addicted he was to you. youre the only thing he'll never get enough of.
you pull away, leaving one last peck on his jaw before leading him back to his teammates.
safe to say ushijima will definitely start asking for more of your kisses.
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rans-baby · 2 years
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when they think you're going on a date with someone else
a/n: I NEED A REVIVAL OF THE HAIKYUU FANDOM PLS. I NEED HAIKYUU MOOTS TO HELP W THIS BRAINROT.
tw // jealousy, possessiveness, nsfw-ish (no explicit scenes), fwb to lovers, childhood friends to lovers, exes to lovers, mutual pining
part 2 (iwaizumi, kunimi)
ATSUMU
classic fwb to lovers
you and atsumu have been messing around for about a year now, and in the beginning, neither of you wanted anything serious
but over time, you learned each others quirks and habits
he would make you coffee when you woke up and you'd make breakfast and with a chaste kiss to the cheek, you would start your days
you would spend most of your day after work in his apartment just hanging out, watching movies, making dinner, playing board games really anything to spend more time with each other
totally normal fwb behavior!
but one day he noticed that you were a little more dressed up than usual and he couldn't help but ask
"why're you all dolled up tonight sweetheart?" "oh a co-worker asked me out!"
he had never really considered the status of your relationship, but something about you going out with another man rubbed him the wrong way but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was
you were on your way out when you thought he was going in for his usual kiss on the cheek
what you weren't expecting was him to go for your neck, leaving a trail of hickies that had you gripping his shirt and when he looked down your dress, he caught a glimpse of his favorite lingerie set, his
"wouldn't want someone to get the wrong idea, you're mine sweetheart, don't you ever forget that"
you could hear the silent desperation in his voice despite his arrogant facade
needless to say you didn't go anywhere that night
what he didn't know was that you had no intention of going on this non-existent date in the first place but what he didn't know couldn't hurt him
RINTARO
childhood friends to lovers! (personally my favorite trope)
you'd known rin since elementary school, somehow making it all the way to college together
you were inseparable and everyone around you thought you were together
with all the people both of you had rejected in the two decades of being friends, everyone had backed off of both of you after a while
lately you were busy with school and rin was also getting busy with his plans on going pro
over the past six months, you guys hadn't really spend that much time together and while you had missed spending time together you both knew there would always be time in the future for each other
or so you thought
because you had spent so much time apart, people thought that the both of you had become fair game
up until that point, you had both chalked up your lack of love lives to general disinterest in romance
but after you had saw rin at a cafe, your favorite cafe, on a date with his new manager, you came to the realization that you were in love with your best friend
but you thought it was too late, so you had entirely ceased contact with him which hurt him but he wanted to respect your boundaries so he let you be
what he didn't expect was to see you three months later during his practice but before he could reach you, he saw you waving past him, right at one of his teammates
he watched as the man jogged up to you, pulling you into a hug and talking with you animatedly
he was usually a pretty chill guy, but in that moment something lit in his chest that he had never felt before
was that jealousy? he knew he had no right to be jealous, seeing as how he'd gone on his fair share of dates in the past few months but no one caught his interest long enough to last anyways so it wasn't the same as what you were doing to him now
before you realized it, you felt someone loop their arms around your waist from behind
"hey princess, been a while. who's this?" "y/n you never told me this was the infamous rin!"
there was a petty satisfaction in knowing that you had talked about him to other men, especially to men that you were seemingly dating
"rin, this is my cousin, haven't you met before?"
he had a vague memory of meeting someone similar in appearance during high school at your 18th birthday party, but he was too enraptured on how you looked that night to really care about all the people you were introducing him to
his cheeks immediately took on a dark pink hue and he released you with a nervous chuckle
"oh hahah yeah, of course I remember I'm just.. not wearing my glasses today!" "rin, you don't wear glasses"
needless to say you still teased him about that incident to this day, your daughter finding it especially amusing that her stoic father could get flustered so easily, but only for his wife
KIYOOMI
exes to lovers, my second favorite trope!
you and kiyoomi had dated during high school, but neither of you were really ready for what being in a full blown committed relationship meant
kiyoomi had a relatively hard time expressing himself and while you tried your best to encourage him to be more open with his feelings, he genuinely couldn't and so after graduation you had broken up
once you parted ways, he realized his mistake but didn't want to disrupt the life that you were planning on building for yourself, one that he thought would be radically different than the life of a pro athlete
a few years passed and while he occasionally thought of you, it hurt less over time and eventually he had gotten over you
until he saw you with his team one day, well he had heard about you first
"have you guys seen our new athletic trainer? she's so fine, wanna bet who could get with her first?"
he was never one to entertain silly games like that, so he brushed off atsumu's words not really thinking about it
he watched in slow motion as you walked in, waving at atsumu first before turning your head and making eye contact with him before waving at him too, albeit a little less enthusiastically and that hurt him just a little
atsumu sprinted up to you, overhearing him talk about the guy that he saw you with the night before and whining about how you wouldn't give him a chance
"'tsumu he was just a friend, pinky promise!"
he couldn't control himself as he marched straight up to you, grabbing your wrist and dragging you across the gym
"well hello to you too kiyoomi, nice to see you after five years, how are you doing?"
he ignored the sarcasm
"hi y/n, nice to see you after five years too, how are you doing? who's this new guy you're with?"
to say you were surprised was an understatement, his mocking tone catching you off guard
"why do you care? he really was just a friend"
he still wasn't buying it, but after looking into your eyes after five years he couldn't help but spill out all the words that he's wanted to tell you since you had broken up
"and can you please call me omi again?"
his meek tone threw you off, but you would be lying if you didn't say that you were overjoyed at the prospect of finally being able to make things work
"omi, the guy I was meeting with the other night was komori. he needed help planning his proposal so we went out to dinner together. and by the way, I know you didn't ask but yes, I would love to hang out with you after practice"
after all these years you could still read his mind and that thought made his heart flutter in a way that it hadn't since high school
"promise I'll treat you right this time around baby, you aren't going anywhere"
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luv-gin · 2 years
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“what do you think you’re doing?” you pause mid action feeling the presence of your boyfriend towering over your hunched figure.
“nothing.” you murmur but your words don’t come out clear since you left the spoon in your mouth, also a piece of evidence from your crime.
“how many times do i have to tell you?” comes a huff from behind you and you feel your head being lifted to look him in the eyes as he pulls the spoon out of your mouth “stop eating my ice cream!”
a small squeak escapes your lips as you’re carried from the open kitchen to your shared living room, fingers caress your sides emitting chuckles from your lips “stop!”
“absolutely not.” replies your boyfriend as he continues his attacks whilst you swing your arms and legs around, laughter taking over your entire body.
“i leave you for 5 minutes and suddenly half of the ice cream is already gone?!” 
“as a couple, what’s yours is mine.”
“wonderful, care to explain why you get sulky when i eat your food?”
“because what’s mine is mine.”
“you little hypocrite!” before he can continue tickling you, you grab a hold of his hands and press a kiss to his lips.
“there you go, now stop complaining.” you pull away only to find him leaning in closer.
“i need to taste it more.”
gintoki (gintama) | gojo (jjk) | ichigo, urahara (bleach) | osamu, suna, oikawa (hq) | eren (aot) | kiba, kakashi (naruto) | kyo, haru, shigure (fb)
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wttcsms · 2 years
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domesticity with suna is both of you sleeping through the alarm, resulting in the two of you waking up to each other with wide eyes and exclamations of holy shit, we’re late!. it’s you trying to simultaneously fix your hair and brush your teeth, and you glance up at your reflection in the mirror, only to see a bleary eyed suna behind you, giving you a goofy grin. it’s you trying to speak with your toothbrush in your mouth, asking him what he’s doing, and he just smiles and kisses you on the forehead, muttering something that sounds like yer cute. it’s him laughing at you on the rare instances where you drive him around. he’s taller than you, so it makes sense that his seat is pushed farther from the wheel, and he records you as you push the driver’s seat closer to the wheel, ignoring your cries for him to shut up and leave me alone. it’s pulling up to the drive thru and as you place your order through the speaker, he’s tickling you, trying to distract you, and there’s cameras, yknow. the employees can definitely see y’all, and he hits the right spot that has you almost screeching into the speaker, and you’re so embarrassed right now, you don’t even want to pull up. it’s getting tiktoks sent to you when he’s in between sets at the gym or about to start a game. it’s him still wearing the silly beaded friendship bracelet you made for him when you two were in high school. (he only takes it off during games, and that’s because it’s against regulations). it’s him going on do not disturb, but the only calls and texts allowed to go through are from you. it’s you making him a sentimentalist.
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vrmxlho · 1 year
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-ˏˋ SPEAK EASY, SPEAK LOVE ˊˎ-
suna rintarō x fem!reader 
wherein y/n's life seems to be mirroring the play she's a part of (much to her frustration and annoyance)
note: used to be "not so alone" but i had no idea where the plot was going so i've revised it
status: ongoing – taglist: open
updates: probably once a week
genre: fluff, humour (i try), pinch of angst lmao, idk romance?, enemies to lovers (i do not know what a genre is)
warnings: swearing, suggestive themes, unfunny at times
disclaimer: lots of side ships because every character matters and also because i love overcomplicating things for myself <3
for my beloved @earthtooz
⋆⁺₊⋆ ♡ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆   |  𓆩✧𓆪  |  ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆
ACT 1, SCENE 1: THE PLAY
ACT 1, SCENE 2: CASTINGS
more coming soon...
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maryam111 · 2 years
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i miss you.
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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.
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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.
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kazububs-archived · 2 years
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𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩
includes: Rintarou Suna x gn! reader
wc: 2.7k / fandom: haikyuu
a/n: this is my first time in a veryyyy long time since i've written for Haikyuu so I hope I did okay.
beta reader: @shinigamiplayroom
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“What the hell is this?” You think to yourself, “This has only happened in the books I’ve read. Please tell me this isn’t actually happening to me!” 
As he places his bags at the front door, Suna swings the door wide open. “Dumbass, move this before someone trips over them,” You mutter aloud, stepping over his bags. Not bothering to glance around the room, you drop your bags near the bed and stroll over to the balcony. Awestruck by the view, you exclaim, “Wow, it's so beautiful, and we're so far up!” Suna comes up behind you, whispering to no one in particular, leaning in to see the view that has captured your heart. "Are you a child?" "Have you honestly never been anywhere in your life?" 
You push past him, scoffing at his remark, to take a look at the room you'll be sharing for the next four days. As you stood there, almost frozen in place, your blood had turned cold. "What the hell are ya doing, Y/n?" Suna asks as you slowly approach. Looking over your shoulder, his eyes widened. 
One bed. For 3 nights together. 
As he snaps out of his trance, he lets out a dry chuckle. “There has to be, there’s gotta be some mistake, right? I mean, one bed for the both of us?” You mutter as you walk over to the bed to see how big it is; it would be a close fit. Laughing out of disbelief, you walk over to the couch to try to see if there’s a pullout bed in there. 
There isn't a pull-out bed. 
So either you two share the bed or one of you sleeps on the floor. Nodding your head to yourself slightly, you sit down on the ground and lay down, much to Suna’s surprise. “What are you doing now? Get up, dummy,” he mumbles lightly, kicking your side in a weak attempt to get you off the floor. “Well, either we share that tiny bed together, or one of us sleeps on the floor.” Scrunching his face up, Suna gestures towards the couch, inquiring, “Wouldn’t one of us be able to sleep on there?” 
Without missing a beat, you say, “Unless you want to be scrunched up like a dumpling, then yeah, sure, be my guest, Suna.” He ran a hand through his hair, seemingly in thought. “Well, how bad can it be to share a bed?” He asks, “Like do you sleep naked or something?” The thought brings a smirk to your face; “Well, I mean, can’t complain if ya do.” He chuckles, making you kick him in the shin, still on the ground. “Ah fuck! Okay oww," he yelps while holding his shin.
“Look, it ain’t that bad. We can make pillow barriers,” he says, walking over to you and going into the front hall to pick up his bags and move them closer to the dresser. "C'mon, manager, we've got to be downstairs in 10 minutes.” 
Groaning, you get up from the floor and begin unpacking, making sure that you have everything you’ll need to go down to the gym. After collecting everything, you two proceed to the main lobby, where the rest of the team is gathering. As the group started getting bigger, you moved to the front to inform them of their training schedule. 
You garner their attention, and say, “Okay, we hope everyone is happy with their room arrangements. As everything has already been paid for, there will not be any switching rooms or anything like that! Now for training today, we’re going to be working on spiking and blocking. The coach will set to you and two of your teammates will block for you. Understood?” A slew of ‘yeses’ rang out from the guys. “Also, around 5:30 p.m., we'll be returning to the hotel for dinner, okay?" As the coach dismissed them to start walking over to the gym, you gravitate towards Osamu. 
Osamu mumbles out to you, looking straight ahead, “What's up? You look like you’ve already been through the wringer.” Responding with a sigh, you continue, “I’m sharing the room with Suna, and there’s only one bed. I feel like I'm stressed out before anything has even happened.” Humming out, you continue to rant to your best friend, “It’s like, what is my luck?! Y’know? It feels like the universe seems to want me to make a move, but I ain’t ready yet!” 
"Did you bring it up with him?" Osamu asks as he sees Suna walking ahead of you two, noting how unconcerned he appears to be about the situation. "How did he react to everything?" Osamu continues, finally looking at you, but the questions cause you to frown. He seemed so unconcerned that it irked you; 'why didn't he care? Did he think that little of you?’ you thought pouting. 
"I did, and he didn't seem to mind." You speak slowly, unsure if that was his reaction or if you missed it because you were face down on the carpet. He continues, "In any case, you have some time before you have to think about it again." Osamu mumbled as he bit into a rice ball, making you deadpan at him. "Where the hell did you get that?" You inquired, as he just chuckled at your question and continued to look forward while munching on his little snack.
The practice was going smoothly, with Atsumu improving his blocking, Kita was assisting Osamu with setting, and Suna was assisting some first years with blocking techniques. 
Training went off without a hitch, as you announced to the team that it was time to stretch and return to the hotel for the night. Handing Suna his water bottle in exchange for a modest nod, you could only quietly groan at the seemingly insignificant interaction.
You were beginning to harbour strong feelings for Suna, despite your best efforts to suppress them. It's not like you wanted to because it seemed like Suna would never be interested in you, but love doesn't always listen to rationality. What you didn't realize, however, was that Suna felt the same way about you.
His lovely little manager, who always looked adorable while they were writing down comments regarding the team's performance, or while they were cheering on the team, with Suna pretending it was only for him. He had these thoughts that seemed selfish but were nevertheless genuine. He can lean down and put his chin on the top of your head, simply to see your annoyed expression, which he secretly adores. If only you weren't so oblivious to his little courting attempts... oh well. 
As you got closer to the hotel, a warm breeze swept past you; the sun was still shining brightly. You mumbled to yourself, "Since it's summertime, I guess the sun will be out for a while now," as you gazed up at the lovely blue skies with fluffy clouds atop it all. "It's so gorgeous out there," you smile as Suna walks behind you, covertly listening in.
Suna follows you into the room, stretching as you enter and close the door. Asked, "Could you move? I'm going to change in the bathroom." You try to squeeze around his wide shoulders, which appear to be blocking your path to the restroom. "Wait a minute, I need to use the restroom to shower." Sighing, you agree as Suna enters the bathroom, closing the curtains and making the room a little darker.
You turn on the light in the room and search your bag for more casual-looking clothes for dinner. Looking at the bathroom door, you notice the water starting to run, which causes your thoughts to wander. Suna must be in good shape after playing volleyball for so long, right? That must imply he has some amazing muscles. Those abs are probably well-defined as well.
Just watching him flex, his back muscles and arms flaunting, makes you want to melt.
Shaking your head, you try to brush those thoughts away, "Please not when I have to sleep with him for several nights together." You continue to rummage in your suitcase, whispering to yourself. Choosing a gorgeous black-and-pink skirt, an oversized band tee, and some adorable chain necklaces.
As you finish the last necklace, the bathroom door opens, allowing steam to enter the room. Suna walks out with a towel wrapped around his waist and another in his hand, drying his hair. Water droplets glisten as they run down his chest and through his abs. "Nice outfit, by the way." When you realized you'd been staring at his abs the entire time, you let out a small yelp. A brilliant crimson flush covers your cheeks as you turn around, and you mumble a brief "thank you." He can only chuckle in response to your timidity.
"I'll meet you downstairs." Grabbing your phone and keys to the room, you hurry quickly past an almost naked Suna, head down in embarrassment.
"That was a colossal waste of time if you ask me." Suna chuckles, scratching his head with the towel. The objective was to come out barely covering anything and elicit a flustered response from you. But, with you, no matter what he did, he could never evoke a significant reaction from you. Whether it was "accidentally" brushing hands with you when he went to get his water bottle or grinning at you on the sidelines after he got a beautiful block off. Nothing, nothing but that wonderful tiny smile you constantly offer everyone. Sighing, he attempts to put those thoughts away as he squats down to search his suitcase for some clothes.
Dinnertime went smoothly; you sat with the Miya twins, with Suna across from you. The presence of the twins calmed your anxiety because you generally talked with them, allowing Suna to eat in peace, or so you thought.
He was irritated that you had completely ignored him throughout the meal. Was he a ghost or what? Suna knew he was quieter by nature, but that didn't mean he didn't want to chat to you. The twins are consuming all of your attention, even though they know how he feels about you. They are aware of his crush on their adorable little manager. 'What are they attempting to pull off?’ 
"Oi, Atsumu, do you want to come with me?" Suna says this while getting up and rolling his shoulders, while Atsumu raises his eyebrows but does not question him. As you turn to face Osamu, the two walk away from you. "Please, Samu, I'll get you snacks for the duration of the trip if you only let me switch with you!" He merely sits there with stuffed plump cheeks. Osamu raises his head as if contemplating, before shaking his head 'no,' causing you to discreetly call out to him. “Why? Why not? "Do you and Sumu have two beds?" He glances at you while swallowing, "First and first, I don't want to sleep with Rin, and secondly, weren't you the one who said we weren't permitted to transfer rooms?"
"Samu, you bully, using my own words against me!" you exclaimed as you laid your head on the table. He can only laugh at your antics while massaging your back in the comfort of sharing a bed with your crush.
Meanwhile, Suna and Atsumu exited the hotel and stood at the doors. "What are you doing?" Eh?” In response to the unknown accusation, Atusumu raises his eyebrows once more. "What are you talking about, Rin?" I'm enjoying my food till you call me out." Suna sighs at his ignorance. "Of course, your dumbass has no idea what you're doing; I shouldn't be surprised at this point." But I thought you stated you were going to assist me in getting with Y/n?"
"Yeah, we're assisting," Atsumu agrees, "what do you mean?" He looks at Atsumu while rubbing his temples. "Okay, if you're helping, why are you getting all the attention?" You and your brother." Atsumu is motionless for a moment, taking in everything Suna says before bursting out laughing at his pal. "Wait a minute, dude! You're so into Y/n that you assume the fact that you're not talking means we're not paying attention to you!"
Suna blushes as Atsumu begins to go back into the hotel, saying over his shoulder, "Yer going to have to confess at some time buddy!" Uh, confess? That was never something that occurred to Suna. He'd always expected you to confess to him, not the other way around. Rubbing his eyes, he begins to walk back inside, hoping to arrive around the same time as Atsumu so he doesn't overhear what they were discussing.
Dinner comes to a close as you return to your room. Suna opted to spend some more time with the twins before returning to the room, allowing you to jump on your phone and read some more fanfiction to pass the time. After some time has passed, you take your gaze away from the device, blinking to reacquaint yourself with the outside world.
Looking out the window, you see how lovely the sky is, so you get out of bed and stroll over, not noticing the door clicking open to show Suna. The sky lightened up with delicate pinks and oranges as the sun began to set, the clouds nearly perfectly framing them; it stole your breath away. Mumbling "So gorgeous." as you move closer to the window, not even noticing Suna approaching until he's up to your back.
"Do you know what else is incredibly beautiful?" When you hear his voice, you take a step back, only to collide with his powerful chest, arms encircling you. "You are very beautiful, Y/n." Your face flushed as you kept your gaze fixed on the brilliantly painted sky. Suna laughs as he walks away from you to lie down on the bed. "Is it okay if we go to bed a little earlier?" Today's workout was brutal." Slowly nodding, you reach into your bag for a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt to sleep in, while Suna removes his shirt, leaving him in sweatpants only.
You try to mentally prepare yourself for sharing a bed with Suna as you slip into the bathroom to change. 'All right, this is fine, this is completely fine, we're simply sleeping next to each other,' she says. As you put on your pj's, you repeated to yourself, "It's fine."
As you come out of the bathroom, you see the curtains are closed to make the room darker, and Suna is already seated on the left side of the bed. Grabbing your phone and some earplugs, you get in next to him, teetering on the edge of the bed to avoid bumping into him. "Night, Y/n." His voice cuts through the darkness, and hearing it so close causes your ears to flush. "Good night, Suna." You mumble something before moving onto your side and inserting an earbud.
This was the first time you had ever slept away from home, and the feeling of anxiety was starting to hit more than you imagined. Turning on some familiar music to try to ease your nerves didn’t seem to be working; your thoughts went into overdrive, making you even more anxious. 
You let out a shaky breath to keep your nervousness at bay, hoping Suna won't notice what's going on; you'd die of embarrassment if he found out. Trying to keep your breathing under control as it picks up, running your palm up and down your thigh. "Hey, you okay?" says Suna, noting your frightened state. "I'm alright," he says as you take a shuddering breath. Even you can tell you don't sound very sure about it. Suna sighs, shaking his head, before wrapping his arms around you and bringing you into his muscular chest. "What am I going to do with you?"
As your back touches his chest, your breath hitches and you keep your arms tucked in your chest as his arms wrap around you. One arm rests just beneath your neck, while the other slithers around your waist. "Is this all right?" Suna murmurs as his hot breath tickles your ear. Mumbling a tiny yes, you're almost certain he didn't hear you until he squeezes your waist.
“You’re safe with me okay? I promise I’ll always protect you, Y/n.”
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adrunkskeletonsduck · 2 years
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The idea of talking to my fav characters in my mother tongue >>>
Idgaf if they can even understand me tbh
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rintarobun · 2 years
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breakups don’t work like that
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tags/warnings: angst, mentions of drinking (?)
includes: oikawa t. miya a. suna r. kuroo t.
in which he still wants the past when he had you
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“I’m sorry, the number you have called is currently not in service…” greeted Oikawa for the nth time that night, causing the brunette to groan in frustration. He knew this would happen though—- after you two split, you both had agreed to sever any form of communication, until both of you were completely healed from the breakup. Oikawa knew it was for the best though, because he could never bear lose you and you could never refuse him, which lead to an unhealthy cycle that led to the same issues never being resolved. Lately, he had been doing better, he only thought about you late at night and when he had one too many drinks (which was less frequent now compared to right after your departure). Tonight was particularly hard, however, and he waited for the familiar tone that signaled him to give yet another long speech about how he missed you, praying you were secretly playing back his messages.
Atsumu stared at the unfamiliar numbers scribbled on the slip of paper the woman that he bought a drink for had handed him. She was the first girl he had talked to since your breakup that he considered taking back to his place, but he decided against it when he remembered all the times you had stumbled through the apartment door with him. He couldn’t even remember what drew him to the lady, perhaps her perfume was a little too close to the one you wore regularly. He would never admit it then, but he always loved how his shirts smelled like your perfume after you wore them. Your scent had faded from your old pillow and his shirts; your presence gone but still lingering in his apartment like a ghost. Atsumu discarded the piece of paper in the trash, wondering how long he’d spend chasing after your scent, hoping it would fill his senses again.
The thing Suna wanted most was his best friend as he laid drunk on kitchen floor at 2 AM. Not the Miya twins, but his true best friend— you. The person who would come collect him whenever he had too much to drink, who got his humor perfectly, and the person he loved most. But he lost his best friend when he lost the love of his life, leaving him utterly heartbroken. He knew it was the best thing for both of you, but why did it have to hurt so damn much? He just needed his person back. He needed his best friend to talk about the empty feeling in his chest he always felt now that you were gone. Suna always told people he was in love with his best friend, but he never thought he’d see the day when you were nothing to him.
Kuroo swears he hears your laugh as he walks down the street. He whipped his head around, craning his neck to find your face in the crowd. But he was met with strangers whose faces paled in comparison to yours. You were the most beautiful person to him— always had been and would be. On bad nights where his thoughts got the better of him, he would fear that other people would notice your beauty too and take you away from him. Kuroo felt a little sick at how he let this fear drive you away, and he couldn’t take the thought of you with another, even though he thought you deserved better than him. He let you leave him, so he told himself he wasn’t allowed to feel sad about the idea of you moving on. But was it so terrible to still wish you were with him hand in hand, walking down the street?
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madewithspice · 2 years
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hi, i’d like to request a matchup for haikyuu and/or JJK if i can please :)
my name is nate, my pronouns are he/him, i’m an infj (type 9w8 if you like enneagram). i’m bi but have a stronger preference for men.
i really like playing guitar and skateboarding, i’m also a huge reader sci-fi books (bonus points if they have anything to do with space). i’m a psychology major and love literally anything to do with neuropsychology.
for my dislikes, i don’t like public speaking, being in small places, the dark (don’t judge me it’s scary), or bugs. i dont do bugs.
thank you for doing these matchups. they’re a lot of fun to read :)
Hey. Thank you for requesting :)
I would match you with Suna Rintaro from Haikyuu
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I have a hate-love thing with Suna being a stoner skateboarder as everyone hcs but I do agree with the skateboarding part. You meet Suna at a skate park, literally crashing into him while attempting to tic tac across the path. After collecting yourselves, he offers to help you out and before you realise it the sun is setting and you feel like you’ve known each other for ages.
The best relaxation for Suna after volleyball practice is something calm and comforting and there’s nothing more soothing to him than listening to you playing the guitar - no words needed, just your presence and the soft lulling of guitar strings.
Suna tends to keep his feelings quiet but his actions reveal everything in the end. He supports you in everything you do and appreciates it when you turn up to his games. He might not say the words he wants to face-to-face but his messages convey the mutual feelings between the two of you.
For JJK I match you with Itadori Yuji
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Yuji is the definition of ride-or-die. This boy is a living shield against anything, he has no fears and will throw himself into whatever shit is happening whenever. So you don’t need to worry about anything because he’ll fix it for you.
He is the type of bf to laugh madly when you see a bug and freak out but then feel bad and get rid of it. Though he is tempted to chase you with it, he would never do that - he’s not evil but sukuna is so better run fast.
Yuji’s first official date with you was at a planetarium where you rambled about the stars and that inspired his birthday gift to you - a picture of the starry night sky on that day. He finds it cute when you talk super fast and passionately about things you like.
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amjustagirl · 2 years
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me as a suna sucker stopped at this ….and Suna - well, less said about that disaster, the better.
i know you have said something (asks answers) about his story in the storm chaser universe being the ‘most heavy’ and at this point i dont know if i want my yn to be his ex wife or the possible new lover 🫣😵‍💫 bc he has at least one kind in the sc universe
loved ch5 btw :) cant wait for the angst
i do believe i drop more hints about suna's story in the upcoming chapters of set fire to your heart bcos that snarky middle blocker has a rather large cameo so you'll see, you'll see. he even plays a part in the angst you're so eagerly waiting for ;)
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miyazas · 2 years
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SNEAKING INTO YOUR ROOM — FT.HAIKYUU
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[❤︎] — Suna Rintaro, Miya Atsumu, Issei Matsukawa & Kuroo Tetsuro
Warnings: fem!reader, suggestive, (1) ass slap from Suna
PART 2 | PART 3 | TOKREV VER
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SUNA RINTARO ༢
“Hurry up rin.” You hissed as Suna struggled to fit himself into your window. “Suna Rinataro, my neighbor is going to see you and tell my parents if you don’t hurry up.” Grunting, he finally pulls himself into your room, thumping on the floor. “Rin, stop making so much noise!” You scurry and shut your window. “Yea whatever, c'mere and give me a hug.” holding in a smile you fall to his lap and squeeze him. “Damn baby, squeezing me like I’m your lifetime.” “Shut up Rin, I won’t hesitate to push you out of my window.” You say as you stand up and walk to your bed with Suna following closely behind. Before you can get into bed Suna pushes you face forward and slaps your ass. “Rinnie!” You squeak. “That’s what you get for threatening me, pretty girl, now I want an apology kiss.”
MIYA ATSUMU ༢
Stifling a giggle you pull onto Atsumu’s jacket sleeve as he swings his legs over the window seal. “Don’t yank me baby, gonna make me fall—ya want me to die or somethin’?” Ignoring his teasing tone you jump into his arms as soon as he finds his footing in your room. “Ya miss me hmm?” He chuckles, wrapping his arms around you and walking you back to the bed. “Missed you s’much tsumu.” You whisper, tightening your legs seeing his muscular waist. Atsumu smiles when he feels you leave light kisses on his neck before gently setting you down on your bed. Whining at the loss of contact, you open your mouth to say something before he falls on top of you. “Tsumu!” You yell before Atsumu squishes your cheeks together and gives you a fat kiss. “missed ya too angel, s’much.”
ISSEI MATSUKAWA ༢
Mattsun hides in your closet trying hard not to make any noise as your mom searches your room. “Mom nobody is in here, you must’ve heard something.” You muttered, sitting at the foot of your bed as your mother looked around your room. After a few more minutes of searching and not finding anything out of the ordinary she gives up, muttering a goodnight. After she shuts the door you run to your closet, opening the door for Issei as he all but topples out of the cramped space. “Jesus Christ, baby.” He grunts, stretching his cramped muscles. “This is your fault Issei! You’re the one who fell through the window and woke the entire neighborhood!” You pointed out. “Don’t be so dramatic princess, everything is ok, now c'mere, I need you to use those pretty hands and rub my sore muscles.” He grabs your hips and brings the both of you to the bed, setting you on his lap. Giving into your tall boyfriend, you wrap your hands around his neck, pulling him into a sweet kiss. The impromptu make-out session doesn’t last long when you hear your mom gasp, you are so dead.
KUROO TETSURO ༢
You feel someone repeatedly nudging you, pulling you out of sleep. “Kitten? Kitten I gotta go.” Kuroo whispers. Tightening your arms around his hard chest, you mumble something incoherent. Chuckling he kisses your forehead, unwrapping his arms and legs from your body. “Noooo, don’t go Tetsu.” You whine. “I gotta go kitten, don’t want your dad to find me in your room at five in the morning do you?” That wakes you up because no, you would rather die than see what happens if your dad finds out your boyfriend snuck in and spent the night. “Hmm did that wake you up baby?” Tetsu teases. “Shut up and get out of my room Kuroo.” “Ok ok, but before I leave can you wipe this puddle of drool you left on my chest?” “Tetsu!”
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dabiflavoredjuulpod · 21 days
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Smoking ft. Haikyuu boys !!
( an: just who I think is a smoker and how I think they smoke tbh. had this idea after seeing the new haikyuu magazine cover and laughing because kenma looks stoned. so here are some of my personal opinions then little high bf stories, enjoy lol ! am definitely going to make a part two so let me know who you wanna see! )
! warnings ! drug use (weed), slightly suggestive content ?? slightly ??
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Rintaro Suna (sorry he just had to be here)
-Personally I feel like he rolls, he’ll maybe hit a bong every once in a while but let this man have a stressful day and the first thing he’s thinking about is the J he’s about to pack once he gets home. Plus, that was the way he learned and he thinks it’s the easiest so, he’s a person of habit, if you will.
-The first time he got high was with Atsumu, and that didn’t go so well for him so Suna sorta had to babysit, but the second time was with Osamu and that was pretty chill. He really only gets calm and hungry honestly, he’ll rarely act like a hooligan when high, that being said it does still happen on certain occasions, and god help anyone who’s around him during those times because he will not be able to get a sentence out without cracking up.
-He definitely thinks it’s hot if his s/o smokes with him, definitely tries to start something every time.
“Rin I’m home,” You announced upon entering your shared apartment, only to be hit by the smell moments later, laughing to yourself as you slid off your shoes and began making your way to the bedroom, where you knew he’d be, “Rin.”
His glassy red eyes met yours as you leaned against the doorway, small smile on your face.
“Sorry angel, didn’t hear you come in,” He said, reaching for his phone to turn down the volume of his music before resuming back on the task at hand. His rolling tray was set perfectly in his lap, and along the bed next to him laid blunt wraps, his mason jar, and grinder, “How was work?”
You shuffled towards the bed, allowing yourself to comfortably sit crisscross in front of him, watching as he carefully rolled, you would guess, his second blunt of the night, “Stressful, you?”
He chuckled, eyes glancing up at you again as he spoke, “Yeah, fuckin’ sucked, coach was pissin’ me off.”
“What happened this time?” You asked as he searched through the duvet for the lighter, finally finding it with a sigh.
“Same bullshit that always happens, just,” He placed the blunt in his mouth, striking it before taking a hit, “His temper and shit.”
“What he yell at you again?” You teased, referring back to an older incident where the coach did in fact yell at your boyfriend, to which he had zero reaction to, causing the coach to never do it again, Rinataro liked to think it was out of embarrassment.
“Smartass,” He said, removing the blunt from his lips and holding it out towards you, “Want it?”
You nodded, taking it from between his two fingers gratefully, “What about you, what happened at work?”
“Y’know, just costumers being assholes like usual.” You chuckled, blowing the smoke out of your mouth before passing it back to your boyfriend, not failing to notice the way his eyes scanned over your features, “What?”
He shook his head, placing the blunt back in between his lips, “Nothin’” He smirked, inhaling the smoke as his phone buzzed next to his thigh.
He glanced down, muttering out a curse before rising to his feet, “Who was that?” You asked.
“Ordered food, the guys pulling up right now,” He said, placing the blunt in between your lips yet again before you had time to say anything else, “Got you something too.”
Atsumu Miya
-Ok so honestly I feel like he doesn’t smoke a lot, like when he’s high, he’s high. He’s kinda a lightweight so it doesn’t take a lot for him to get fucked up. Like, he doesn’t have his own weed, so whenever he smokes he smokes with someone else (Suna), but unlike him, Atsumu likes the bongs, not for any specific reason though except for the fact that he thinks it’s cool to be honest.
-Has definitely greened out before and said that he would never smoke again after each time (he smoked again).
-When he’s high he gets really giggly, every little thing makes him laugh, it’s honestly really entertaining to be around, and my god this boy can eat. He’s cooking, ordering, baking, it doesn’t matter. Any sorta food he can get his hands on, he’s eating it. I also feel like he gets really clingy towards his s/o while smoking, like the type to look at you like a lost puppy when you tell him he can’t come into the bathroom with you while you pee type shit.
“Bro please,” Suna chuckled, practically begging your boyfriend to pull himself together as the three of you stood in line at the taco bell he had convinced you to go to, “They’re gonna know we’re high.”
“Like they can’t tell that already bro,” Atsumu wheezed, clenching his stomach, “Look at your eyes.”
Suna sighed, looking back at you who stood behind the two, trying to keep your composure the best you could, “They’re not that bad, are they bad?”
One look at his eyes and you were right there with Atsumu, practically crying at the scene.
Yeah it was pretty obvious,
Sure his eyes were red, but at the end of the day it was your boyfriend, and now you who gave it away.
“Babe, babe,” Atsumu said, grounding himself as he swallowed his laughs, placing a hand on your shoulder, “A-are they bad?”
“Are you mocking him or asking me a genuine question right now Tsumu I can’t tell?” You asked, voice quivering due to his  ridiculous expression.
“I don’t know..” He began, dam breaking as he fell back into his same fit of laughter not even two seconds later.
“Alright next.” The employee said, pulling you out of your head as Suna led the two of you up to the counter.
He placed his order first before looking back at Atsumu, ghost of a smile on his face, “What do you want?”
“Ooo lemme get the chalupa supreme, yeah that sounds good,” Atsumu said, biting his lip thoughtfully before directing his attention towards you, “What do you want babe?”
“That Chalupa supreme does kinda sound fire…” You chuckled, looking over the menu, “Oh and a quesadilla please.”
Suna nodded, “Go sit down i’ll bring the food.”
You and Atsumu hummed simultaneously, grabbing each others hands and heading to one of the empty tables in the corner, “Why do I feel like he put us in timeout?” He joked, pulling you in closer next to him and throwing an arm around you.
“Because he did.” You laughed, eyes glancing up at him.
It was silent for a moment, but just a moment, as the two of you looked at each other, “You’re so pretty.” He said simply, big cheesy grin on his face.
It was probably the best way he could’ve broken the silence, you thought, as his lips pressed into yours.
Kenma Kozume
-I feel like he has a love hate relationship with weed. Like, it calms him down for sure, and gets him out of his bubble, but at the same time if he smokes too much I feel like he would have a panic attack because he can’t think clearly. He likes the feeling of being high to an extent, but once he’s done with it he’s done with it, typa person who only wants to be high for like an hour or two and if it lasts longer than that he’s pissed off and upset lol.
-definitely has a bong. I can’t see him smoking with anything else. will often smoke before a stream, especially if he knows he’s gonna be live for a while, thinks no one can tell (all his fans know and make edits of his little moments). His eyes don’t get red, but my god they get glassy. Like kenma, were you crying or something damn?
-honestly doesn’t care if his s/o smokes or not, if you do cool, if you don’t also cool. Now, if you say you wanna smoke with him, will he think you hitting his bong is hot? absolutely.
“What?” You asked, blowing the smoke out of your mouth with a laugh, looking up at him from your position on the end of the bed.
He shrugged, directing his attention back towards his monitor, eyes scanning over his fans tweets, “They’re all asking us to stream together again.”
You chuckled, passing him the bong, “Today?” He nodded, “I can’t after doing that Ken, they’re gonna know.”
He set the fancy glass back on his desk, small smile on his face, “No they won’t.”
“They will.” You replied, eyes meeting his.
He grabbed his headset, letting silence fall between you two as he did so. Pushing his hair back he placed it over his ears, “So you’re not gonna play?”
He already knew the answer before even asking, his assumption confirmed once you sighed, coming to a stand, “Let me go get my headset, but we’re not playing Cod again!”
“Mhm” He hummed, watching you walk out of the room.
“I’m serious Ken, you get so ragey!”
He chuckled, “Ok babe.”
Safe to say all of the fans knew the minute his camera turned on, equally so once you two couldn’t stop laughing at the minecraft wondering trader. The “30 minutes of Y/n and Kodzuken being gone” compilations were everywhere the next day.
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taking inspiration from the recent tiktok trend where people describe couple pairings that are ‘bound to fall in love’, i decided to create a list of 10 of my favorite pairing tropes that i think are bound to fall for each other! the kicker was: i assigned each duo a number + y’all picked a character for the pairing. here are the results! <3
links will be updated as i complete the fics; however, please keep in mind while these may be plot heavy, there is a high chance there’s going to be smut!! read all content warnings before proceeding.
your roots in my dreamland — megumi fushiguro x f!reader
the princess & the knight. as the darling princess and only daughter of the king, a love marriage is out of the question for you. a marriage for you is nothing more than a strategic alliance, and hardly anyone can blame you for trying to run away from the castle the moment you heard that your father has struck a deal and accepted an engagement to a man you have never even met on your behalf. this crown prince rules a kingdom so far away, it’ll take a solid two months minimum to make the journey there. to ensure that you do not escape, your father assigns a knight to escort you the whole way there; partly to keep you safe but mainly to keep you in check. not just any knight will do; he assigns sir megumi fushiguro, the one who landed on the doorsteps of the castle as a young orphaned boy with no traceable family history. dreading this marriage to an unknown man, you’ll do anything in your power to slow down this journey, even if it means starting an all out war with this young knight, who must be someone special if your father trusts him to be your escort. but the longer you’re stuck in the same carriage with him, exploring all these different lands together, you realize that it’s not marriage you’re wholeheartedly opposed to. in fact, marriage with the right person doesn’t seem so disagreeable if it’s with a certain someone...
you’d be like heaven to touch — keigo takami x f!reader
the serious, smart girl & the infamous frat boy. you’ve got it all figured out. you have folders in your laptop detailing your one year, five year, ten year, and even fifteen year plan. you email your professors in advance asking for the syllabus because you can’t handle not having everything neatly organized and color-coded in your physical planner, notion, and excel spreadsheet. you’re the president of your honor society, vp of two other student organizations, treasurer for the student government association, and no one even wants to bother to ask you to go into detail about your volunteer work or internships. you’re focused, you’re driven, and you refuse to get distracted. not when you’re so close to graduating (summa cum laude, obviously). but something doesn’t quite go as planned. ever so meticulous you has never once anticipated that frat president keigo takami would point at you in the campus starbucks and say “there’s my girlfriend right there!” just a quick recap in case you missed it: you’re an accomplished student who has little to no social life thus far. you are certainly not the king of all frat boys’ girlfriend. but apparently, out of desperation to be left alone, keigo decides to tell a girl pursuing him that he has a girlfriend, and you happened to be the poor victim to his spontaneity. you don’t want to go through with it; you’ve got enough on your plate already, and adding fake girlfriend isn’t something to add to your resume. but keigo has some really close connections at a firm you’re looking to work for after graduation, and listen, you can’t deny that this opportunity to network isn’t amazing. besides, sometimes the things you don’t plan for can turn out pretty good in your favor... right?
you save me like this every time — rintarou suna x f!reader
the nurse & the vigilante. you and suna take turns playing hero. or, more accurately, there’s a masked, morally grey “hero” roaming the streets and no one knows their identity. you’re a fresh-out-of-college nurse working shitty hours and with the rise in crime, there’s a rise in patients. the last thing you want to come home to (home being your apartment that is pitifully comparable to that of a shoebox) is more work, but when there’s a guy in a mask currently bleeding out all over your brand new white rug, you find it terribly inconvenient that you took an oath to try to save all lives. 
i don’t want my heart in your hands — kenjirou shirabu x f!reader
the sweet student & the grumpy teacher’s assistant. there’s nothing you wouldn't do to help out others. it’s the whole reason why you’re even in your first year of med school; you’re passionate about your pursuit of helping people and saving lives. but being too eager to help can do more harm than good, especially to yourself. for example, you might be taking a hard class that’s being taught by a notoriously difficult TA who is brutal in grading and probably a narcissist. he might also like to quote the student handbook and explain various times that group chats about the class can be classified as an academic violation. and he might even have screenshots that show you sharing notes and study guides in said group chats. he’s threatening to report you, and you’re getting desperate to not get kicked out of the program. there’s nothing that you can offer him, though. that is, until you happen to hear of his little predicament: his ex-girlfriend (who would even date him in the first place?) sent him a wedding invite; mainly to boast about how well she’s doing and how single and miserable he is. if shirabu is anything, it’s definitely prideful. he can’t decline her invite and let her win, but he can’t show up and admit defeat by being alone. his ego won’t allow him to be embarrassed like that. so, for a weekend, you are shirabu’s totally sweet and lovable girlfriend that absolutely adores him, and shirabu conveniently loses all the screenshots he claims are an academic violation. it’s a good deal. until his ex transfers to your university, and this act might have to go on longer than either of you planned for.
two weeks notice — shouto todoroki x f!reader
the secretary & the ceo. loyal, hardworking, and incredibly intelligent, you’re the secretary for the youngest todoroki son. newly elected as the ceo of his family’s business, shouto has a lot on his plate, and unluckily enough for him, you’re about to add to that when you turn in your two weeks notice. you’ve been with him ever since you were fresh out of college and he was just the little heir fighting for his life in the boardroom. he doesn’t want to see you go, but he understands why you’re leaving, which is why he wants you to accompany him on one last business trip. it’s a short three day long trip, but when his personal security detail inform him that it’s unsafe for him to travel back home safely, the two of you are trapped in a luxury vacation island together for at least a month minimum. and like any good businessman, shouto sees an opportunity in the worst situation; namely, he’s still got a chance to convince you to stay with him.
it’s the same damn thing that made my heart surrender — koutarou bokuto x f!reader 
the schoolteacher & the firefighter. so, quick life update: your apartment has now been reduced to a pile of ashes and burnt rubble (read: you’re now homeless!); you’re currently living on a meager teacher’s salary because you, for some odd reason, decided to be a good person and wanted to positively influence the next generation (it never pays to be a good person); and your high school boyfriend (and first love... and the love you never really got over, but listen, it’s a work in progress — don’t question why it’s been a work in progress for the past 6 years and counting) is suddenly everywhere you go. the hot firefighter that saved you from your burning apartment? it’s bokuto. the person who’s kind enough to let you stay at their place literally for free until you can find a place of your own? also bokuto. the ex-boyfriend/high school sweetheart/first love you just can’t seem to shake? of course it’s bokuto. you’re just scared that it’s always going to be bokuto. and maybe for him, it’s always going to be you.
savior complex — tetsurou kuroo x f!reader
the next door neighbors. one minute, you’re living the absolute fucking teenage dream, driving to different parties in your custom wrapped, pink porsche (paid for by your father, of course), and the next thing you know, you’re suddenly making headlines as the infamous business mogul’s daughter/young heiress has a wild night out! first off, the photos taken from that night were at a hideously awful angle and everyone there is lucky that you’re too busy having the worst time of your life; otherwise, they would’ve been sent straight to court for having the audacity to release photos of you looking like that. most importantly, though, is that daddy dearest is not too happy with how you’re “ruining the family name”. (because the name is more important than the actual family). so, what does he do? he readjusts the terms of your trust fund — the funds that you were supposed to have access to the moment you turned twenty-one (a date that’s happening in just six more months!), and he calls you into his office to go over the new terms. one: you need to learn to provide for yourself and learn some humility, so it’s time you get — you almost gag every time you have to say the word — a job. two: you have to enroll in college. and three: no more making headlines that will ruin the family’s reputation. if you get a job, graduate from college, and stay on your bestest behavior, you finally receive your fortune that you swear is your birthright. the only problem is that you hate your new job (marketing for japan’s volleyball association — you only got here thanks to dear old dad), you hate your classes, and you might fail at the third condition your father set up because you’re about to go on a murderous rampage. your first victim? tetsurou fucking kuroo. the two of you get off on the worst foot possible, but you find some solace in knowing that just because he’s unavoidable at work, you at least will have some much needed time away from him when you make it to your apartment (the one your dad is forcing you to pay rent for). except, you get locked out of your own apartment, and who is there to witness your meltdown? kuroo. what a way to meet your new neighbor!
halfway happy — tooru oikawa x f!reader
the publicist & the celebrity. behind every charming celebrity is a team that has meticulously orchestrated their every move. for tooru oikawa, his team is spearheaded by none other than you: tokyo’s youngest and brightest publicist, ready to ensure that all news is good news when it’s his name leading the headlines. when fans start pointing out that it’s weird how every relationship he’s been in has failed and that all his exes are either engaged, married, or happily dating someone else for a long period, people are starting to tarnish the golden image you’ve spent years crafting. you know oikawa better than most, but his love life is something he’s never been open about, and you’ve never wanted to cross that line. when rumors about his relationships and supposed commitment issues start gaining actual harmful traction, you know you need to do something to fix this. tooru swears it’s because he’s never found the right time to find “the one”, and as his trusted publicist, you decide to intervene, do damage control, and kill two birds with one stone. you’ll find the perfect dream girl for oikawa, fabricate their relationship just the slightest so they always look happy and in love in the photos, push the narrative that oikawa has always wanted to settle down and has now found the right person for him. he saves his reputation, and you help him find his soulmate. the only issue? he’s pretty sure the person trying to save his reputation is his soulmate.
no more keepin’ score (now i just keep you warm) — kiyoomi sakusa x f!reader
the maneater & the womanizer.  you’re named one of japan’s most beautiful models in the country. he’s one of the hottest bachelors and professional athletes in the country. the two of you together has the potential to be one of the most iconic pairings in all of japan’s pop culture history. the only issue? both of you are too prideful, stubborn, and maybe even a little scared to admit attraction to each other. alternatively: eleven times you and sakusa miss the opportunity to be together, and the one time you two finally let the tension snap. 
like you’d get your knuckles bloody for me — wakatoshi ushijima x f!reader
the underground fighter & the ring girl. it’s bloodier. the rules are looser. the bets are higher. the fighters more unhinged, and the girls holding the cards in the ring are always a sight for sore (and bloody and bruised) eyes. the underground fighting scene in japan is less of a secret and more of a ludicrous business and the best source of entertainment. the fighters here are far more famous than the actual professional boxers, and the money to be made is insane. after an accident in the ring, wakatoshi “the powerhouse” ushijima, is forced to hang up his boxing gloves and step away from the professional sport. he’s still got a lot of fight left in him, and he finds himself turning to underground fighting, quickly rising through the ranks and making a name for himself as one of the most ruthless, formidable opponents in the game. you’re just the unfortunate girl struggling to make ends meet, but when you’re recruited to be one of the ring girls, you can’t walk away from the paycheck they’re promising you. ushijima is known for his steely demeanor; he’s less than human and more monster — at least, he is according to everyone who frequents these fights. he’s never been the type to get distracted, always laser focused on one thing and one thing only: winning the next fight. but the ring girl grimacing in the corner as he knocks out his opponent breaks that strict focus just the slightest. he can't afford any distractions, but you just might be his toughest opponent yet.
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Tampons | Anime Comfort Men ~ the one where you’re just struggling and he’s there for you (part one)
➤ mentions of: period stuff
➤ notes: i saw this on tiktok, and it’s just thrown together before i have writers block again
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He would hesitate to help you get your tampon out after the string fell off
Like you would literally be on the toilet frozen solid because your tampon - from three hours earlier - decided to make home in its position inside you.
So you swallow up whatever pride you have left and called him to the bathroom. Hearing the small hint of distress and the drag of his name, he didn’t hold back from getting his ass off the couch to tend to his love. “Baby? What’s up?” he calls to you as he walks towards your shared bathroom.
“Um,” you clear your throat nervously, “Can…you come in here? I need help.”
He knocks first before walking in despite you practically giving him the okay to go in when you asked for his help. He poked his head in with a curious and worrying look on his precious face. “You okay, sweets? You got diarrhea?” he asks.
“No!” you squeak out as he laughs and lets himself in the bathroom completely.
“What’s goin’ on, huh?”
“Don’t laugh,” you sigh out making him nod in response, “My…tampon is stuck…”
“Huh?” he’s taken back.
“The string broke off and I can’t…get a grip on it… Please, don’t make fun -,”
“Doll,” he chuckles before kissing your forehead, “I’ll help you take it out, don’t worry.”
“What? You’re agreeing that fast?” you say in shock.
“I mean you need help right? Why wouldn’t I?” he asks, “Besides I know that it’s not healthy for you to change it regularly with how your flow is.”
“It’s weird that you know my flow,” you mumble with what feels like volcano on your cheeks.
He laughs before moving to kneel in front of you as you remain the the toilet. “I got you, okay? Just let me know if it hurts,” he smiles softly.
You nod silently with your heart fluttering and feeling completely calm with his comfort.
gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, connie springer, eren jeager, draken, mikey sano, kirishima eijiro, hawks, bakugo katsuki, bokuto kotaró, suna rinataro, miya osamu, hinata shoyo
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playing truth or dare with your boyfriend was fun. suna was always considerate enough to let you off with only slightly hard dares and didn't ask very embarrassing questions. only slightly embarrassing questions. slightly.
"okay, now your turn, rinnie. truth... or dare."
"truth."
"but rinnie you always pick truth." you whined. you had a very good dare in mind and it definitely did not include him painting your nails.
"but babee i don't want to paint your nails."
first of all, suna would do whatever you asked him to. second of all, he never picked dares, ever, in truth or dare.
"ok, who's your favorite singer or artist?"
not the best question, but suna never listened to music in front of you.
"artist? ummm uh... artist? why would you wanna know anyways? suna mumbled.
"answer the question, rin. why so nervous?"
now you definitely need to know who he listens to.
suna mumbled something that sounded like 'eyelashes'
"eyelashes? what do you mean eyelashes? who's eyelashes? is it like a band?"
"not eyelashes, dumbass." he said before mumbling something that definitely sounded like 'eyelashes'.
"you keep saying eyelash. speak up rinnie. i listen to 'the Backyardigans songs sometimes." you tried encouraging him.
"billie eilish." suna deadpanned
"what?"
"billie. eilish"
"billie eilish? you?"
"okay you can stop now. and yes, billie eilish."
"wait. wait. wait. wait." you said
"i'm waiting."
"wait. wait. wai-"
"can you stop now?" suna asked, shushing you with his finger.
"now that I think about it, you seem like a person who listens to 'all the good girls go to hell'" you said, staring at your boyfriend with a face of pure concentration and analysis.
"isn't 'you should see me in a crown' better?" suna asked.
"excuse me? excuse moi? verzeihung? me falni? e kala mai iaʻu?"
"okay, okay. done? i'm just saying, 'you should see me in a crown' has more of a beat to it. you know?" suna said
"no. nope. never. nada. non. nem." you continued.
as much as you loved knowing your boyfriend loved the same artists as you, you couldn't believe he thought 'you should see me in a crown' is better.
"happier than ever, or all the good girls go to hell." you asked.
"happier than ever."
"really? really really? oh my gosh rinnie me too!"
"yeah. the transition is so cool. but all the good girls go to hell sucks."
"no it doesn't"
"yes it does"
"no it doesn't"
"yes it does"
"no it doesn't."
"yes it does."
"fine then," you said, "either you listen to all the good girls go to hell, or you can paint my nails."
"fine, then. I'll gladly paint your nails"
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heavily inspired by me listening to me billie eilish playlist and reading suna fanfics and then suddenly getting a burst of inspo to do this. my first drabble of 2023 is a suna rinataro one. woo hoo!
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