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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"

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #atsumu x reader #sakusa x reader #suna x reader #suna rinataro x reader #kiyoomi x y/n #haikyuu x y/n #sakusa kyoomi x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu headcanons

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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.”

#sakata gintoki x reader #gojo satoru x reader #ichigo kurosaki x reader #kisuke urahara x reader #miya osamu x reader #suna rinataro x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #eren jaeger x reader #kiba inuzuka x reader #kakashi hatake x reader #kyo sohma x reader #hatsuharu sohma x reader #shigure sohma x reader

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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.

#domesticity being one of the purest forms of intimacy #suna x reader #hq x reader #hq imagines #fluff #haikyuu headcanons #headcanons #suna rinataro x reader #one shot #drabble

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thetempleofnyx · 2 years

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wanna be a friend you can keep | 𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕒 𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕠

summary: you never really thought about just how skilled your best friend is in bed until suna shows you what happens when you question him.

a.n: for @crybabycrisis 'lost a bet collab' Honeymoon Avenue Lost a Bet collab! thank you for letting me join cloudie!

c.w. : a mirror is involved :)), squirting, suna's a little shit, but it feels so so good, pet names like angel and sweetheart, use of the word c*nt, unprotected sex (pls wrap it up irl y'all), brief mention of alcohol. ummm, pls let me know if i missed anything!

w.c: approx. 4k

suna loves having you as his girlfriend. "such a pretty little thing," he thinks to himself as he watches you prance around your apartment, wearing only an oversized t-shirt of his. it had only been a month since you began this relationship with him, but how did you end up by suna's side? that was a long story.

the two of you were best friends first, having known each other since high school. you were the first person suna called for his accomplishments, from graduating high school to going pro, making the EJP Raijin team, to celebrating when he made the Japan national team and went all the way to the olympics; you were right there beside him for it all. and suna has been there for all of yours; every school graduation, promotion, or a new job, he's been there to celebrate you, so it's no secret that the two of you are incredibly close. so close that you share everything with the other, including when you're disappointed or frustrated about the state of your sex life.

it was a typical weekend hang out for the two of you, gathered in your living room, watching real housewives with snacks and drinks to unwind from the throes of adult life. suna was hardly paying attention to what was happening on TV, scrolling through twitter on his phone and barely listening to you talk to him about this last guy you've been dating.

"suna, you're not listening to me!" you complain, hitting his arm and lunging to grab his phone. you forget that as a professional volleyball player, the tall man has reflexes superior to yours and quickly moves out of the way, causing you to grab at nothing as he pushes you away from him back into the couch. "sunaaaa," you whine, but he still pays you no mind. "ugh whatever. so as i was saying, this guy just sucked. just like all the others. a one pump chump who failed to make me come, and i'm upset!" you lament, dramatically throwing yourself onto his lap.

suna, ever the blasé boy responds, still scrolling through whatever app that's occupying his attention, "that's because you always choose losers who don't know what they're doing."

offended, you scoff, "no, i do not! what do you mean i always choose losers?" a little burp leaving your mouth, the drink you'd been nursing making you hiccup.

"i mean exactly that. the past few guys you've been with each sucked worse than the last in bed. one guy refused to eat you out at all, claiming that he likes it when girls go down on him, but he could never do it to someone else. and the other guy! who really thought he was doing something rubbing at your coochie lip instead of your clit. when you tried to tell him exactly what you needed, he got it right for a minute only to end up back at the wrong spot? yeah, remember him? all losers."

noting that you didn't say anything in response to him, he looked down at you to see you frowning, "i'm sorry, but you really know how to pick 'em, don't you?" he jests as he lightly flicks your forehead.

"ow!" you whine. "whatever, it's not like you're any better. i bet all men are the same." you mumble into his torso. now you know this isn't true. as his best friend, some people felt too comfortable singing his praises to you of how well suna pleases whoever he chooses to bed. and you've never really entertained the thought of finding out for yourself.

until now, that is.

"what are you down there mumbling?" he asks. deciding that you're really gonna take this step, you sit up, now eye level with the green-eyed boy, the little alcohol you had earlier giving you the confidence to cross that line with him, "i bet you're no better than all those other guys. bet you couldn't make me come." now suna may give off a nonchalant attitude, some may even say lazy, especially when it comes to things he doesn't really care about but there are a few things you know. one is that he deeply cares for you, and two, he never backs down from a challenge.

chuckling darkly, he set his phone to the side and looked at you. "i'm not sure where this is coming from, and i'm not opposed to it either." he said, leaning closer to you, his lips just a breath from yours. "but are you sure you wanna go there? because i could make you feel things all those losers could only dream about making you feel."

your eyes trace down his face, stopping at his lips before looking back into his eyes, "oh yeah? then prove it." you say with a smirk. with a widening grin, suna cups the back of your neck, pulling you closer, "your wish is my command." before crashing his lips against yours, taking your breath away.

part of you wishes you had kept your mouth shut because then you wouldn't have found yourself in the situation you're in now.

hot, hazy and heavy is the atmosphere of your bedroom as suna has you sat on his lap, his thighs holding yours open so that he can see all of you. your breathing is laboured as one of his long fingers lightly toys with your clit, his other hand exploring your body, grabbing what he can, squeezing what he can, teasing what he can.

"eyes on the mirror, sweetheart." he gently commands, his voice smooth and deep.

you look up to see jade eyes peering at you as his lips leave electrifying kisses against your skin. he's reduced you to a moaning mess in mere minutes. it feels like you've already been at it for hours. Still, he's barely begun, and you're already feeling overstimulated, like everything he's doing is too much and not enough at the same time.

but suna is in no rush. he does nothing about your complaints but coo at you, "but i like seeing you like this," he breathes against your shoulder, the warm air from his mouth tickling your skin and making you shiver. you press your body into his, and the skin-on-skin contact grounds you just a little.

"you look so desperate, baby; your body strung so taut in my hold." he taunts while leaving a trail of featherlight kisses up the length of your neck to the space just below your ear. "look like you're ready to snap," he emphasizes with a slight bite to your ear and a light flick of his finger to your clit.

you're so high-strung that pleasure rushes through you at the small gestures, "oh fuck!" you groan, thighs trembling as you uncontrollably buck your hips up. suna grabs your jaw, turning your head towards him and capturing your lips in his. you whimper into his mouth, allowing his tongue to curl around yours.

"now look," he says, pulling away from you, a string of saliva connecting the two of you like a string of fate. he turns your head, fingers holding your chin, making you look at yourself in the mirror again, and you're a little embarrassed at the lewd scene before you. your clit is on display, puffy, swollen, and desperately begging to be touched again as suna purposefully ignores it, running his fingers through your folds instead and coating them in your slick. the dirty sound of how wet you are makes you leak even more. "since you like challenges, i would like to make one with you." he poses, a long finger shallowly dipping inside you.

"what would that be?" you ask, your voice shaking with need.

"i bet i can make you come once for every loser boy who failed to make you do so."

you're so focused on how good he's already making you feel as another finger joins the other, inching inside you at an agonizingly slow pace; you agree to his challenge with no clue of what you've gotten yourself into.

suna, the mischievous boy, meets your gaze with a cheshire cat grin, "excellent."

slipping his fingers out of you, he takes your hand and guides it over your clit. "show me how you touch yourself," he practically purrs, and you sob a little at the loss of his fingers, but you do as he says, rubbing light circles against yourself. his other hand slides down from your face, over your chest and torso, down to your thighs to help keep your legs open for him. you sloppily pick up the pace on your clit and tremble in his hold at the mounting pressure.

"just like that," he coos, pleased with how tantalising you look to him.

"my pretty baby, look at you," he murmurs against your ear. "so filthy touching yourself like this."

suna slowly rocks himself against your ass, the heat emanating from your skin and the way your plush flesh slides against his cock as you grind into your hand makes him grunt against you. he curls both his hands around your thighs and spreads them obscenely wide, so he can see all of you, his eyes never leaving yours in the mirror as he listens to you pleasure yourself.

"all on display just for me," he hums. "does it feel good, sweetheart?" he utters, his own voice husky and broken. "fuck, you feel perfect grinding against me like that."

it does.

your fingers feel soo good but not as good as his, so you stop, letting him know of your displeasure. "suna," you cry. You sound so beautifully wrecked, it makes him shiver as heat washes over his body. "oh my fucking god," he whispers to himself before addressing you. "what's wrong, angel?" he asks with a wicked grin, knowing exactly what it is you want right now. Still, he wants to hear you say it. "i-"you pause, trying to get your brain to form a coherent thought. "i need more. i want more."

suna pinches at your inner thigh, "did i tell you to stop?"

you whimper at the sudden sternness in his voice, casting your eyes down, unable to hold his gaze. "n-no."

"so why did you? only good angels get what they want." using his thighs once more to keep your legs open, he brings a hand to your chest, slowly teasing your nipple.

you bring your fingers back to your core and rub lazy circles on yourself again, tears budding in your eyes at the lack of stimulation you really need. you're so close, whimpers and cries falling from your mouth like a prayer. suna just sighs in satisfaction. he thinks you look so adorable like this, evident displeasure clearly written on your face, with your cute little pout, unhappy with his teasing. the tears welling at your waterline threaten to spill just for him. and it made him dizzy, the feeling of power he had over you. his cock throbs at how you so eagerly did what you were told, how easily you listened to him.

"now tell me exactly what you want. use your words."

and you, tired of being played with, look him in the eye, "i want your fingers, rintarou. i want them inside me. i want you to make me feel good like you said you could supposedly do."

this isn't the first time he's heard you say his name, but fuck did it sound so sweet in this moment.

"see baby, that wasn't so hard…" he says with a wolfish grin, voice dropping to a low whisper as he pinches your nipple, "was it?"

"look," he says, sliding his other hand over yours, guiding it to press circles into your clit together with his. licking the shell of your ear, he speaks, "see baby? you do it just like this. doesn't that feel good?" you can't say anything, too overtaken by the pleasure. all you can do is bite your lip and nod.

"keep going just like that," he commands, and you're about to complain again when he suddenly plunges two fingers into you, curling them inside you so perfectly. with his fingers' return, your eyes flutter shut, and your back arches away from his chest with a cry, quiet curses flying from your mouth freely. the hand on your chest twists and pulls your nipples until they're swollen to his liking.

he eyes how you writhe around in his lap, your eyes squeezed shut as you chew on your bottom lip. but suna wants to see your pretty eyes on him, so he delivers a sharp pinch to the swollen bud.

"pay attention and look at me."

you slowly open your eyes and lock gazes with his, your whole body quivering from the satisfaction of him thrusting his fingers in and out of you at such a slow pace. you stare at him with lidded eyes, and you're the perfect picture of debauchery; it drives him a little insane.

makes him want to devour you.

a sheen of sweat glistens across your body, your chest heaving as you struggle to breathe.

"god, you're so messy," his thrusts slowly stop as you both look at the creamy sheen your wetness leaves all over his fingers, dripping down to his wrists. "look at how well you're taking me. see the way you stretch around me, creaming around my fingers." he rasps, nipping at your shoulders.

'i wish it was my cock." he groans into your skin and bucks his hips up against you, so you bounce in his lap, his voice deep and rough against your ear. fuck, he sounds so sexy, you thought to yourself, finally noticing just how hard he is underneath you. all of that makes you rub at your clit even faster now, the wet sounds your pussy is making filling the room. you feel like your body is on fire as you unconsciously try to push yourself deeper onto suna's fingers, your ass grinding against his cock as you do so.

"fuck! fuck fuck suna." you cry. "i-shit, i'm so close. so, so close, and i wanna come so bad," you slur, voice trailing off with a frustrated cry, mind delirious with want.

you look up at him with pleading eyes, and the little "please" that leaves your mouth is so sweet. how could he deny you what you've been so patiently waiting for? sliding in one more finger to join his others and you keen at the feeling of being so stretched out by him. his thumb pushes your fingers away and rubs vicious circles into your clit in their place. the hand on your breast now curls around your jaw, turning your face as suna deeply kisses you. he whines a little at the feeling of your tongue sliding against his, and your breath quickens into him as he curls his fingers just right.

he's entranced by the way you respond to him as he pushes his fingers even deeper inside you, scissoring until they graze along that sweet spot. your body shudders against him, trying to close your legs around his hand, but his firm thighs hold you open, not allowing you. he pulls away, his teeth catching your bottom lip, lightly sucking and chewing on the flesh before letting go with a pop.

"suna fuck, you're gonna make me come. pl- please, i just need a little more." you cry breathlessly into his space, the two of you dizzy from the lack of oxygen. suna chuckles at your fucked out state, "i told you i would make you feel good." he speaks against your lips, and you clench violently around him. you're so wet. you've made a mess of his hand, his lap, and your bed, but you can't bring yourself to care as a familiar warm tickle begins to fill your body, and it hurts. it hurts but feels so good, so good, and you're so fucking close.

"i know, sweetheart, i know. you just need a little more, don't you?"

his fingers slip out of your cunt again, and you nearly wail at the loss of your fading orgasm, hips bucking up in the air.

"shh baby," he coos, "don't worry, i told you i'd take care of you." his hands let go of your thighs to rub up and down your torso, trying to calm you down a bit.

"i had planned to make you come on my fingers and then again on my cock. but you look too fucking good writhing away in my lap for me to wait. i need to be inside you."

you're so impatient; you need him inside you right now, or you may go mad. "fuck the bet, rin. i want you. i need you."

he leans down a bit and kisses you once more before grabbing your legs and throwing them over his, your cunt on full display to him in the mirror. gripping his cock, he guides it to your folds and slowly inches his length inside you. "oh fuck! shit, rin, i'm gonna come! i'm gonna come, i'm gonna-" you throw your head back onto his shoulder in a silent scream of ecstasy, your fingers raking red marks down his arms as white-hot pleasure washes over you, traveling from your abdomen, down your legs, and back up. he moans deeply and hisses at the sting. you clamp down impossibly tight on him, immediately coming from the weight of his cock inside you alone before he can even begin to move.

"ohh fuck!" he groans, throwing his back and forcing himself to breathe as he almost comes too quick from the sudden vice grip you have on him. your body is shaking on top of him, and tears spill from your eyes; that was probably the best orgasm you will ever have.

"it's ok, baby," he coos as you try to catch your breath, sweet babbles of nothing leaving your lips. "i know, but i need you to relax." thumbing away your tears and the sheen of sweat at your hairline, planting a soft kiss to your cheek. "do you think you can give me one more? i want to come with you this time." you're not sure if your body can handle it, but you want to come with him, and he's made you feel so good, fucking amazing all this time; you want to do the same for him. "i'm not sure rin, but i want to try for you."

"thank you, angel." With a beaming smile, he passionately kisses you and starts slowly, angling his hips to find that sensitive spot inside you. he knows he's found it when you squeeze around him tightly. he picks up his pace, driving into that one spot, and you loudly mewl, back arching as you bring your hips down to meet his in sloppy, wanton movements.

"fuck baby, you're so wet. look. look at the mess you've made." a large hand pushes your head down, his fingers tangling in your hair, and you both watch the way his cock disappears in your dripping core. "it's like this pussy was made just for me. fuck, creaming around me so well."

suna is talking to you, but you're not hearing anything he's saying. you're so close to coming again that your release is the only thing on your mind. suna sees how desperate you are for him, how close you are to coming again, so he slides a hand over your clit and toys with the engorged bud.

"you're so close, aren't you, angel. wanna feel you come around my cock, ok? go ahead and let go, baby."

he grips both your thighs, slightly lifting you off his lap as he thrusts up into you with an almost animalistic pace, determined to make you fall apart around him again. you're full-on shouting at this point; suna is hitting inside you so deep, abusing that sweet spot unforgivingly. you bring a hand up and behind you to grab at his hair, not knowing what to do as he whispers filthy things in your ear.

"come on, baby, you feel so good around me, hugging my cock so tight. but i want you to come for me. wanna feel you squeeze around me as you let go. i want you to make me come."

those words are all you need. your eyes roll back, and you cum almost instantly, your walls fluttering around his thick cock as squeals of his name roll off your tongue and ring in his ears like a bell toll. suna swears he never wants to hear anyone but you say his name like that again. he watches in fascination at how you squirt all over his length, and the sight alone sends suna hurtling over the edge. he drops your legs, a harsh grip on your hips as he slams up into you, his praises of how tight you're squeezing around his cock and taking his cum so well buzz around your head. he watches how your face lewdly slacks with overwhelming pleasure at the feeling of him filling you up, your body twitching in his hold as choked moans spill freely from your lips. once he's emptied himself inside you, he slows his thrusts to a stop, and your body, now spent from coming twice, slumps against him.

laboured breaths and the quiet smack from the light kisses suna leaves along your neck and shoulder are the only sounds in the room. after calming down for a moment, suna pulls out of you with a hiss, his cock slightly twitching at the sight of his come spilling out of you. you cry at the feeling, suddenly feeling so sore and exhausted and overstimulated. he gently kisses your temple, "it's ok, sweetheart," he murmurs. "fuck—you did so well. you were perfect for me." he moves you both farther into the bed, leaning against the headboard, and lays you down on his chest, the skin-to-skin contact and the sound of his heart calming you down. he brings a hand up to your hair and runs his fingers along your scalp, his other hand running along your back; you feel so relaxed you could fall asleep.

"you weren't lying." you quietly say.

"lying about what?" he asks, looking at you confused.

you turn in his hold to look up at him. "well, not only did you make me come, you made me come twice and managed to make me squirt. no one has ever done that before. i've never even made myself do that before."

suddenly, gone is the sweet, tender suna of one minute ago, a sly smile appearing on his face.

"well, i did tell you that i would make you feel things those losers could only dream of making you feel." with a tired smile, you turn back around, snuggling into his chest and playing with his fingers.

"so that means you won the bet. what do you want for your prize?" suna gently slides you off of him and gets out of bed, shamelessly stretching his naked -albeit impressive, body before you.

"well, it involves me and you and a date. that's if you'll go on one with me?" a shy but hopeful look taking over his features. "ok. on one condition though." looking at you inquisitively, suna asks, "what do you want?"

"carry me to the shower? please," you whine, a sheepish and embarrassed look on your face. suna merely laughs at you, equal parts proud he fucked you so good you can't walk and delighted that you agreed to go out with him. "i think that can be arranged." he says before climbing back into bed and covering your face with kisses.

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maryam111 · 2 years

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i miss you.

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

WC: 400k?

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

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

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

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

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

All the things rin didn’t do.

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

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

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

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

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

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

oh no.

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

You back up and watch him lock the door.

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

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

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

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

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

“He doesn’t deserve you.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“fuck rin, just need your fingers please…”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You ready baby?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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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

“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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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

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

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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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!

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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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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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rintarobun · 2 years

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breakups don’t work like that

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

“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?

reblogs are appreciated : )

#haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#oikawa tooru #atsumu miya #suna rinataro #kuroo testuro #rintarobun.writes #I’m sorry if this looks whacky bc I did it on my phone and not my laptop and it kept glitching 🥲

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o2amu · 2 years

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“look.” suna calls out from the other end of the couch that you’re both laying on.

he shows you a photo displayed on his screen and it’s one of you from the night before, completely knocked out and resting your head on his chest.

“oh my god, stooppp.” you roll your eyes and scoff. “i was exhausted.”

“whaaat?” suna innocently replies. “you look cute.”

you don’t say anything and there’s a brief silence before he follows up with “i’m gonna post it.”

“oh my god, please don’t.” you plead.

he doesn’t respond and all you can see is his eyes glued to the phone and fingers typing away.

“hey.” you call out again. “don’t post it.”

he looks up at you with a smirk, “tooo late.”

you get up and try to snatch his phone from his hands but he raises it high out of your reach.

he’s cackling at your attempts of grabbing his phone but it’s useless and you eventually give up, plopping down on top of him. “i hate you.”

he sneakily opens up the camera app and aims the phone at you, capturing yet another off guard photo of you laying on his chest. “no you don’t.”

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wttcsms · 2 years

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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.

#haikyuu x reader #bnha x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #keigo takami x reader #suna rinataro x reader #kenjirou shirabu x reader #shouto todoroki x reader #kotarou bokuto x reader #tetsurou kuroo x reader #tooru oikawa x reader #kiyoomi sakusa x reader #wakatoshi ushijima x reader #bound to fall in love #fic masterlist

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ceijoh · 2 years

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summary: you fuck suna and osamu, and then atsumu joins in

warnings/content: 18+, cumplay, choking, foursome/orgy, mxm action, implied cheating by both osamu and reader, public sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism, rough sex, implied double penetration (at the end), breathplay, spit kink (are we surprised), past threesome mentioned, it’s fucking filthy.

notes: happy holidays! this can also tie-in the seijoh 4 x reader universe if you’ve read up till the ending it kinda makes sense

it was at a party held in for the japan national volleyball team’s honor thrown in atsumu’s house

the atmosphere was loud and erratic

the conversations and the music was loud, and the drinks were flowing

the team and other pro volleyball players were mingling, special guests connecting with other people

you and osamu already upstairs, half drunk and horny

it was always like this between the two of you, no matter what relationship status you were both in, as soon as you were both at the same party, nothing mattered except you riding his cock

his hands were focused on your breasts, while your hand was down his pants

freeing his cock from his pants, you dropped down to your knees, osamu’s hands already making its way to hold your hair back

kissing the tip of his cock and licking the precum off, you smiled at him before licking from the base of his cock to the tip, giving it another little kiss

“gonna suck ma cock while everyone’s downstairs?”

not bothering to respond, instead focusing on swallowing down all of his cock, you brought up your hands to grab his ass, forcing his cock deeper down your throat

“that’s it, yer such a fuckin’ slut,” osamu moaned, thrusting his hips shallowly

feeling your throat constrict, osamu pinched your nose between his fingers, watching as your eyes bulged out and your throat tighten even more

pulling out before you can pass out, he relished in your fucked out look, tongue hanging out and coughing from the lack of air

letting you breathe for a moment, he pulled your hair down, making eye contact with you, osamu couldn’t help but look fondly at you

your mouth parted, spit dribbling down your face

“yer so beautiful,” caressing the back of your head, osamu guided you back up, he sat on the edge of the bed

“gonna fuck ya now, sweet girl,” spitting into his hand -not that he needed it, he rubbed your pussy

guiding you, osamu positioned you above him, your ass facing him, slowly moving you down you groaned as you felt the tip of his head enter you

“samu,” you whined as he kept you there, his tip the only thing inside of you

trying to rock yourself down, you felt osamu’s hands grip your hips tightly preventing you from moving

“fuckin’ impatient bitch,” osamu spat

without any warning he slammed you down on his cock, causing you to scream

digging your nails into his thighs, you felt yourself clench getting used to the size of him

pulling your hair, you arched your back as you tried to keep bouncing on osamu’s cock

suddenly you felt him grab you from under your breast and pushed you against his front

turning your head, you looked at him, lips puckering osamu leaned in

one hand focusing on your breast, as his other snaked down to your clit, you pushed your tongue deeper as you felt him pinch your clit

“do ya like this, (y/n)? knowing that everyone can hear you being fucked up here?” osamu whispered as he sucked a hickey onto your neck

faintly hearing something opening, you tried to turn your head but osamu forced you to keep looking at him

“maybe, i’ll fuck ye in front of everyone next time,” clenching at the thought, osamu tsked and spat on your face, “fuckin’ slut”

rubbing his spit all over your face, he briefly wrapped around your throat and squeezed

“ugh, ‘Samu, fuck,” tightening his hand around your waist, Osamu hoisted you up higher his cock spearing into you

planting his feet on the floor, osamu lifted both of you, turning your body around, he tossed you on the bed

at the sudden change of position, you looked confusedly at osamu but before you could think of anything, you felt him enter you again

“wanted to see yer pretty tits,” moving his hands to squeeze them, “your tits are so pretty,” he moaned

feeling your tight walls squeeze him, and feeling a set of eyes watch as he thrusted into you, your tits bouncing up and down, osamu knew he couldn’t last any longer

“gonna cum, where do ya want it?”

“come on my tits, please ‘Samu,”

“fuckin’ dirty girl,” Osamu grinned as he smacked your face roughly, earning a view of your eyes rolling to the back of your head

hearing the loud moan, and the tight squeeze of your cunt, osamu’s eyes glanced to your face

and there you were, so, so pretty with your eyes closed and mouth opened as you came

pulling out of you before he could cum, he pumped a few times as he aimed at your tits

spurting out his cum, he watched as his white cum covered your tits

“so pretty,” osamu crooned as he ran a hand through your hair, “don’t ya think sunarin?”

finally noticing the man by the door, your eyes widened as you saw suna, who you knew heard and saw everything

trying to keep an eye on both men, you first paid attention to osamu who was now moving to sit behind you, pulling you back further, his back on the headboard

“you guys are so fucking loud,” the man drawled as he made his way over to where you were

crawling on the bed, suna reached his hand out to your pussy, he flicked your clit once, then collecting your cum he placed his finger in his mouth

“you’re so delicious, bunny,” he hummed, as he repeated his action once more

“you two are fucking sick,” suna said, his face right next to your cunt. he felt his cock throb as he saw just how stretched out you were from osamu.

“‘yer the one about to eat ma girls cunt”

“wanted to see what the big fuss was about,” suna shrugged, “do you two do this everytime you go out?”

“what, fuck? or get someone to join us?” osamu asked as he tweaked your nipples, subtly rubbing your body against his cock

“I thought you were seeing our trainer, bunny?”

circling your clit with his finger, suna waited patiently for an answer, when you didn’t he pinched your clit

your eyes widening at the sudden pain, you looked down at suna who was just looking at you blankly

“we just fuck,” you finally answered, a quiet moan escaping you as suna went back to gently circling your clit

“that’s right,” osamu nodded, as he sat up, wrapping his arms around you, keeping his eyes on suna

“have you joined them?” suna asked

“we like to see who’s brave enough to join,” osamu spoke as he focused on suna in front of the two of you

“oh yeah?”

you nodded and circled your hips as suna started to play with your pussy more earnestly

“tell him, tell him who’s joined baby girl,” osamu nipped your ear, his cock hardening again at the thought of your past deviances

“‘tsum,” you mewled

well that’s a given suna thought

“kuroo-san”

“the marketing manager?” suna asked, as he still lazily played with your clit, now pushing one finger into your hole

nodding, you elaborated, “we were at a dinner with bokuto-san and he invited kuroo-san, he saw that ‘samu was fucking me with his fingers

“took him home,” you gasped as suna started picking up his pace, you looked into suna’s eyes, “then he fucked me”

“akaashi-san,” you moaned out, eyes closing, feeling suna curl his fingers up

suna arched a brow at the man behind you who just smirked

“where did you do that?”

“at ‘samu’s restaurant! he fucked me over the bench, while ‘samu watched.”

“ugh, rin, please,” you mewled, trying to push your hips down but osamu kept you where you were, “wanna cum.”

“tell me, pretty baby,” suna goaded

“gonna eat you now, pretty bunny,” watching as he kept eye contact with you, you watched as suna flattened his tongue against your pussy and licked up

paying close attention to your clit as he sucked it into his mouth, your hands flying up to the back of suna’s head keeping him there

“fuck, suna,” humping his face now, suna brought his hands up under your ass bringing you even closer to his face, “fucking hell”

pulling his head back, you saw suna’s face covered in your cum, he crept up over your body

“open bunny,” opening your mouth, your gaze focused on the spit coming out of suna’s mouth, tongue out eagerly you failed to notice osamu’s hand reaching up your neck

“don’t swallow,” osamu warned as he wrapped his hand around your throat

letting suna’s spit sit in your mouth, suna closed your mouth but you didn’t swallow

osamu turned your head and leaned down, smashing your mouth together, you felt his hand leave your neck

pushing suna’s spit into osamu’s mouth, suna watched as the liquid fall down the two of you, coating your breasts in more liquid

he watched as osamu pushed his tongue into yours, not bothering to make the act look pretty

he watched as you began humping the air, your hand coming to circle your clit

kneeling on the bed, towering both of you, suna pulled out his cock and moaned as he pumped it a couple of times

pushing you up a bit on osamu’s body, suna could see your ass sit on osamu’s cock making you grind against it

he pushed your hand from your pussy earning a grunt from you but was soon replaced by a moan as you felt suna circle your clit with the head of his cock

pushing your hips while keeping your lips on osamu, suna rubbed the tip of his cock up and down your pussy, collecting the juices and mixing it with his precum

gathering enough liquid that it pooled in his fingers, he scooped it and placed it into his mouth

he teased your hole by pushing the tip of his cock in a couple of times before he shoved it in roughly

groaning he stayed there, bottomed out as he felt your walls flutter around him

letting you get used to him, suna grinned as he felt you clenched around him, moaning at the feet of your cunt, suna gritted his teeth as he drew out and pushed back in

pulling from osamu’s mouth you moaned loudly but it was soon swallowed as osamu pulled you back in

suna leaned forward, your mixed juices still in his mouth he aimed it where you and osamu were connected and began dribbling it out

watching as majority of it fall into osamu’s mouth, and the man’s tongue pushing it into yours

suna kept a steady pace, his hips pistoning in at a slow but hard pack, your pussy sucking him in

the room was silent for the exception of the indecent sound of suna’s cock fucking into you and the loud smacking of your lips against osamu’s

turning from osamu, you turned to suna to pull him down to your lips, you tasted like sin

leaving your lips, a string of saliva connecting the two of you, suna made eye contact with osamu

without hesitation he leaned down capturing osamu’s lips

feeling the older man’s hands on the back of his head, pushing suna deeper into osamu’s mouth, you moaned at the sight

seeing their tongues try to map out each others mouth, you circled your clit roughly while pushing into suna

you felt him quicken his pace, his cock brushing against that spot every single time he pushed in. you felt his balls slap against your ass, often making contact with osamu’s balls, making them both groan and you pulled him closer to you, your nails digging into his side

“Suna, suna, suna,” you pleaded, “gonna fucking cum!”

the two men broke apart as osamu paid attention to you

“ya gonna cum around sunarin’s cock baby girl?”

nodding you felt osamu replace your hand, his own finger now circling your clit harshly

“fucking hell,” suna swore as he began fucking you harder, feeling the bed shift, grabbing the headboard, he pushed into you, “such a fucking good pussy, bunny”

“come inside, please rin,” he watched you from above, your lips swollen and your eyes rolling to the back of your head, he looked down to where osamu was now circling your clit harshly and just a few centimetres down where the two of you were joined

his balls tightened as he saw the ring of cream you left on his cock

his pubic hair now covered in your cum

“gonna cum inside you, bunny, gonna fill you up nice and big, you want that?”

suna leaned down putting one of your nipples in his mouth, he circled it a couple of times making sure to get any of osamu’s cum that was still there

he felt a gush of wetness as he heard you scream, your nails scratching down his back making him hiss

quickening his pace to cum quickly,

suna’s cum slowly oozing out of you and down to samu’s balls

flopping down next to you, suna watched as you took some of your cum from your pussy, pushing two fingers in, pulling them out, you turned around and pushed it into samu’s mouth

suna felt his cock twitch as he watched osamu suck on your fingers, his tongue flickering in and out to make sure he got everything

osamu turned to suna and grinned, reaching with his left hand, he gripped suna’s cock slowly pumping it up and down while he reached down your body and started circling your clit while you began grinding your ass against his cock

knowing that there was bound to be another round, you sat yourself up and as best you could turned yourself around until you were fully sitting on osamu’s lap

reaching down to his cock, you tapped your clit a couple of times before sinking down, letting suna’s cum run down his cock

rocking your hips a bit, you leaned before licking osamu’s neck, sucking his tender skin by his neck

not ignoring suna, you broke away from osamu before locking eyes with suna who was splitting his attention between what you were doing to osamu to what osamu was doing to him

“why don’t ya suck his cock baby?” osamu offered as suna came closer to him

nodding, you leaned your body as best you could to reach suna’s cock, taking osamu’s hands and licking the juices off it first

you watched as osamu pull suna’s head closer, slotting their lips together

grinning you paid attention to suna’s cock, his precum leaking, placing little kitten licks along his cock, you tried your best to clean up his cock

sucking along the side, you latched your teeth gently at first, eyes flickering up to suna before sucking harshly

you watched as he broke apart from osamu and turned his attention on you, his normally lazy look turned frantic as you kept sucking little hickeys along his cock

you kept eye contact as you sucked particularly hard by the head of his cock

finishing with an exaggerating pop your hand gripped the base of his cock before you shoved his length as best you could down your throat, your hand gripping the rest you couldn’t fit in just yet

“ya like that sunarin?”

“what the fuck was that?”

“ma girls specialty,” his right hand coming down to circle your sensitive clit making you moan against suna’s dick

hearing quick rapid knocks against the door, you quickly turned your attention to the door

“oi! are ya three done?” not waiting to hear an answer, Atsumu barged in, a drink in his hand. looking at the scene that was unfortunately or fortunately on his bed, you stopped your movements and turned around watching as atsumu grinned at you, an obvious tent in his pants

“how long were you there, ‘tsum?” you asked, your breast jiggling slightly as you picked up your pace

“long enough pretty girl”

“why didn’t you come and join sooner?” you pouted as you watched atsumu place down his cup, your eyes never leaving his as he began taking off his shirt and pants

your mouth watering as you saw his cock come to view

it was so pretty, bobbing up and down as he walked, his precum leaking desperately

“i’m sorry, was busy,” atsumu apologised as he came closer to you, his eyes going to where osamu was now back to stroking suna’s cock, as his best friend looked at atsumu coming closer

“it seems like you’re having fun,” atsumu bent down and kissed you, his teeth nipping your lips before he left you making you giggle, “you too ‘samu,” atsumu grinned knowingly as he watched his twin roll his eyes, “and you too sunarin”

all he heard from his best friend was a moan as osamu gripped tighter, squeezing as more liquid came out

“yer so wet baby,” atsumu commented as his hands came to circle your clit, “look,” he pulled out his fingers to show the webbing, nuzzling into your neck, he stroked your neck before going down to circle your nipple, you could feel your cum drying on your skin

“so pretty,” he watched as you began to pant and ride osamu harder, finding the two men in front of you arousing, “do ya like watching them?”

lifting you up from osamu’s cock, you whined at the loss of feeling, “‘yer filthy pretty baby,” atsumu stated as he looks at your pussy, still slowly trickling a mixture of everyone’s cum

“‘tsum,” you complained as you felt him pull you up, he placed you back down at the foot of the bed, half of your body on the mattress, and the other being held up against atsumu’s body

“why don’t we watch as sunarin and ‘samu put on a show for us?” nuzzling into your neck, he tugged at your hair as you watched osamu now roll over to suna, both of their cocks grinding into each other

lifting himself up a bit, atsumu placed a hand on your back, tracing your spine before harshly smacking your ass

“gonna make ya even filthier,” atsumu commented before he thrusted his whole length in, making your mouth open as a silent scream left your mouth

gathering your hair into his hand, he tugged you up, making you watch as osamu was now sucking suna’s cock, as the latter man was watching as atsumu fucked into you

“maybe we’ll all fuck you tonight, all of your holes being filled,” clenching at the thought of your holes being filled with their hard and big cocks, you backed your hips, smacking atsumu’s hips, making him tighten his hold on your hair, “i know that it won’t be the first time”

“fuck, samu,” suna groaned, as he pushed his hips, “gonna fuckin’ cum”

“why don’t ya cum at the same time baby,” atsumu purred as he planted his feet down on the floor, his hands now both on your neck bringing you up his body

suna watched as your tits bounced as atsumu fucked you harder, he carded his hand through osamu’s hair, forcing the man to swallow all of his cock

“gonna cum, ‘tsum,” you breathed out, your hands behind you pulling him in even closer

“that’s right, cum all over ma cock,” atsumu growled into your ear, his cock not sparing you, he could feel the tip knocking against your cervix and he knew you weren’t going to be able to walk tomorrow

silently screaming as you came, your walls tightened as atsumu tried to chase his release, he watched as suna came with a grunt, painting his twins face with his cum

finally feeling that heat in his belly, atsumu thrusted harshly and coated your walls with his cum, roughly ripping you off his cock, he pumped a couple more times before he turned you over and came all over your face

he wiped your face with his cock, transferring all of his cum onto your face, smacking your lips with the head of cock before he bent forward capturing your lips with his

you wrapped your hands around his neck before atsumu pulled you up on the bed, him crawling over you, wrapping your legs around his waist, you couldn’t help but rock your cunt onto his stomach

“still want more?” atsumu spoke as the two of you broke apart, your face now covered in both of the twins cum, at your nod atsumu chuckled, “yer such a fucking cock whore,” turning to his twin and suna who was now watching the two of you. “sunarin why don’t cha come and fuck ma girl with me while ‘samu fucks you?”

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How about Inarizaki reacting to their manager having a huge glow up over break? Let’s say she was simple and not too eye catching at first but the minute they see her again on New Year’s, she’s a total baddie with an amazing figure, great skin, and her personality is even more sweeter. She doesn’t even notice how big of a change it is to the bois and she’s just helping em with volleyball stuff. It’s like Kiyoko to Karasuno with how attractive she became.

there's just something about Inarizaki that i can't ignore.

Synopsis: the Inarizaki manager is a smoke-show, chaos ensues.

Cw: they/them pronouns but reader is referred to as a girl, kinda crack

Kita honestly doesn’t think the first day of preseason could go any worse.

First off, within the twenty minutes grace period the team had to show up, the Miya twins were already fighting, roping Suna into whatever they were fighting about. Second, the coach has been nonstop answering his phone, ignoring the three children fighting behind him. And thirdly, their usually punctual manager was running late and hadn't bothered to tell anyone.

“Oh my”

And now there was a random girl standing in the gym.

“Suna! Stop egging them on! Atsumu get off of Atsumu! Kita, what’s going on? You're letting this happen? I'm only four minutes late!”

He knew that voice.

He knew the commanding tone.

What he didn't know, however, was whoever was standing in the doorway, staring at him as if he had four heads. Late? The only person that wasn't accounted for was you and wherever this was surely wasn't you.

“Sweetie, i think you have the wrong place, but i’ll definitely help you find the right one!” incredibly., that was the fastest Kita had ever seen Atsumu cross the court. Ready for the swooning, everyone was more than surprised to see a scowl form on your- as it was becoming increasingly obvious to some members of the team that it was in fact their manager- face.

“Sweetie? Atsumu hasn't been that long has it? It kind of feels like you've forgotten my face. anyways, we should get a move on, we only have so much time before practice matches!”

Que a frozen team and a whole lot of confusion.

“I mean that’s definitely them”

“Yeah, but like… what happened.”

“They got hot, that’s what happened”

Atsumu, Suna, and Osamu couldn't be more obvious if they tried. If the huddling in the corner and confused glances didn't gove it away, the haphazard questions aimed towards you did.

It wasn't like you died your hair and got a face tattoo, all you did was work out a bit and learned how to correctly apply concealer- it really wasn't as big of a deal as everyone was making it out to be. Even Aran was acting strange!

“Is something wrong with you guys?” you almost immediately regret asking as the stuttered apologies com spewing at you from every angle.

“No, it’s just-” “sorry, you-” “it’s not you-” “i think we're all sick-”

And the most shocking one of all- “you’re really hot now ma’am!” poor Guinjima barely knew the compliment came from himself until you laughed and ruffled his hair. (he contemplated for hours over whether he was ever going to shower again.)

“Awe, thanks, guys! But we really have to practice- matches are coming up in just a week!”

…

“Since when did Inarizaki have a smoke show for a manager?”

Strike one for whatever no-name school this was.

“It doesn't matter, when we beat these guys maybe they’ll come with us.”

Strike two.

Shockingly strike three comes sooner than you can comprehend as four very important things come to mind.

One. The Miya twins have no qualms bout making threats to people on the court. Venom drips from their lips every time they score a point.

Two. Kita can, in fact, get scarier. You already knew about the icy glares he shot the team when they got a bit too rowdy, but this was taking it to a whole new level. You had no idea what this team did to deserve his arctic stare but the gym seemed to drop into the negatives at soon as they opened their mouths.

Three. Inarizaki was a powerhouse, through and through, the team that you saw now could take on nationals like easy work.

Four. Whoever this school was, they would never be invited back onto your school grounds. (Suna made sure they wouldn't be allowed anywhere else either.)

You weren't even sure what was happening, one minute you were being asked where the bathroom was and the next you had both Miya’s arms around you, complaining about injuries you seemed to have missed during the last set.

It’s amazing how you never catch on to the fact that any team that looks at you for just a bit too long gets beaten a bit worse than the other ones. (or that any gut you speak to in school is public enemy #1 of the volleyball team)

#this lives in my head rent free fr #inarizaki #inarizaki x reader #atsumu x reader #osamu x reader #suna x reader #kita x reader #aran x reader #atsumu miya #haikyuu x reader #hq fluff #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu fluff #atsumu miya x reader #osamu miya x reader #suna rinataro x reader #kita shinsuke x reader #aran ojiro x reader

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