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slut4msby · 4 months

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Vigilante Shit. atsumu miya x model!reader x suna rintarou

+ synopsis; Don’t get sad, get even. You and Miya Atsumu always had a toxic relationship. There was no denying it. However Atsumu called your relationship off in the worst way possible, sleeping with your number one enemy, Miyazaki Aoi. However you’re an adult, who should deal with this in adult ways but, once a cheater always a cheater, right?

+ 02. like a brother [✎]

⤷ masterlist ; 01. childish. ; 03. ???

“Tetsu… I don’t know what to do. I know we weren’t perfect for each other, but I always felt I needed to go back to him? Was I always an option…” You cried into your best friends neck. At this point a pool of tears collected in Kuroo’s collarbones. You had been crying for at least 2 hours by this point.

“Princess you were always too good for him.” he responded, kissing the top of your head. His hands combing through your hair as you laid on him aimlessly.

You can’t help but stare up at Kuroo with glassy eyes. You looked so fragile, so innocent. You let out a small chuckle at a thought that crossed your mind - an instant change in your mood. You move away from Kuroo, laying flat on your bed, the tears slowly fading. “Y’know Tetsu, Atsumu used to hate me seeing you. He always thought I would leave him for you. But you’re like a brother to me, Tetsu. Shows how much of an insecure prick he really is.”

Like a brother. That phrase repeated in Kuroo’s head. You were Kuroo’s best friend, there was no denying it. However, Kuroo also couldn’t deny his feelings towards you. He would be a naïve asshole to do so. But he was like a brother. “Funny.” Kuroo responds, the sentence making him feel numb. He was supposed to be helping you, making you both happy. Instead you handballed your emotions to him.

“Tetsu, you know I love you right?”

He nodded, he knew what you meant. You loved him like a brother.

“Let’s say HYPOTHETICALLY I have the urge to do something stupid… You would be my partner in crime?”

“Always, princess.” He smiled weakly.

You dart up from the pillow.

“Wait, what do you have planned Y/N.” Kuroo asked worriedly.

“Don’t get sad, get even.” You mumble quietly, “don’t get sad, get even.” You repeat.

It hit you. Atsumu and you fought constantly, a daily ritual essentially. Fighting with him wouldn’t solve anything. You had to mentally fuck him. Mindfuck him so hard all he thinks of is you. Your scent, your body, your voice, you. Could you sort this out like adults, of course. But where’s the fun in that?

"I don't like the sound of this, Y/N..." Kuroo mutters.

"Just trust me, Tetsu?"

Trust you? You're making that hard to do.

+ funfacts;

⤷ atsumu was aware of bokuto & akaashis presence, but tried to ignore it. snitches get stitches after all? or something about bro-code :p

⤷ before you and atsumu got together kuroo's parents would pester you about becoming their daughter-in-law

⤷ when atsumu first called u "doll" you wouldn't shut up about it for weeks

+ taglist; @hearts4itoshi @ellesalazar @chocopuchino @bl4ckhoney @noodleswastaken

(please ignore the timestamps x)

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educatedsimps · 19 hours

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— originals ˊˎ-

≪ back to fics masterlist ≪ back to main masterlist

— AKAASHI KEIJI:

under the moonlight ↳ fluff, drabble

— IWAIZUMI HAJIME:

11:06pm ↳ iwaizumi hajime x gn!reader ↳ fluff, timestamp, drabble

CAUGHT (coming soon!) ↳ miya atsumu x f!reader, ft. iwaizumi hajime ↳ fluff, lil bit of angst, love triangle, timeskip, college au

— MIYA ATSUMU:

coming home to you ↳ dad!miya atsumu x fem!reader ↳ FLUFF, slice of life

CAUGHT (coming soon!) ↳ miya atsumu x f!reader, ft. iwaizumi hajime ↳ fluff, lil bit of angst, love triangle, timeskip, college au

“your roots are showing” (coming soon!) ↳ miya atsumu x f!reader ↳ your favourite pisshead and the different times his hair was growing out

— MIYA OSAMU:

osamu’s triggers (headcanons)

— SUNA RINTARŌ:

traffic lights ↳ suna rintaro x f!reader ↳ angst

— MEIAN SHŪGO:

MEIAN SHŪGO BRAINROT ↳ no need for an explanation

— MULTIPLE:

11.50pm ↳ multiple hq boys ↳ FLUFF, drabble, timestamp

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sashimiyas · 2 years

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the voicemails

Summary: Suna is a gremlin and he makes sure to remind you despite time and distance

Genre: fluff; established relationship; poopy, baby, and babe used as pet names

Word Count: 1.3k

A/n: these are the voicemails Suna and reader talk about in ihyily2; posting again and not looking back. if the tags hate me, guess what, we’re moots (beloathed) then!

“How could you do this to me?” Then there’s a deliberate pause that is intensified by the frantic cheers of background noise, “question mark.”

You’re groaning the moment you wake up, and you wish you could say it’s because of the sunlight roasting your groggy eyes. Unfortunately, Suna would never give you the benefit of a peaceful morning. Despite an eight hour time difference and even more miles apart, you start your day the same way as any – with your wonderfully annoying boyfriend in your ear.

“How can you not answer when I just won the most important game of my life?”

Exaggeration. He’s been in the Olympics.

“You better not be sleeping,” spoiler, you were, “because if you are, you fucking bet I’m tickling your ass the moment I get home. Okay, love you. Bye.”

The sound fades for a moment. It rustles, brushing against what seems like fabric until the noise widens out again. “Call me back!”

And then Suna officially hangs up. You drop your phone from your ear and back to eye level. The voicemail is the first among many so you swipe down to listen to the onslaught of your boyfriend’s odd way of expressing his verbal affection.

“Babe, are you serious right now? Are you mad at me? You can’t be asleep right now. It’s not even midnight there yet.”

This one is about an hour later, your 11pm and his 3pm. You shouldn’t have been sleeping, he’s right, but it’s the tail end of Suna’s absence. The three weeks have been long and despite his keeping you very much in the loop, the void of his presence has taken a toll on you. You must have passed out while mindlessly watching a show last night.

“You’re such a poopy – little shit! – Hey man, what’s up?”

Another voice interrupts him, one you can’t recognize with an accent that you’re not used to. It must be someone he’s met in the UK. “Yeah, I’ll be inside in a bit. After this phone call.” Quick salutations are made, a slap here and there, and Suna’s back on the line. “Whoo! That was close! Can’t have the other team thinking I’m a fucking simp!”

You and Suna laugh both at the same time. Fuck, you miss him and his stupid humor and his stupid laugh and his stupid face.

“Anyways,” he happily transitions as if there is a live audience listening to him, “everyone already went inside, but we’re at this famous spot about to eat fish and chips. Chips as in French fries. That’s what they call that here in London apparently. Can you believe I’ve been here for over three weeks and I haven’t had the iconic meal yet? I’ll send you a pic of it later.”

He’s true to his word and just like always, the lighting and angle is impeccable. Sun cascades onto the golden brown filet accompanied by wide slats of fried potato. A napkin artistically crumpled to the side, it’s so photogenic you wouldn’t be surprised if the image would be the first thing to pop up when you google the dish.

“While we were on the way here, I saw this guy on a bike and it reminded me of you. Don’t ask me why because you’ll probably hit me.” You won’t ask because yes, you’ll more than likely hit him. “Oh! And remind me to tell you about this weird dream that I had last night. But okay, gotta go. I don’t want to make the boys wait on me too long. Love you.”

The timestamp for the next one is 5am. It seems that Suna has resigned to the reality that you are deep in slumber because this time, the call is from Komori.

“Hehe,” a voice chuckles into the line, “looks like you passed the test.”

Your reaction is so dramatic even you can feel the downward tug of your lips. It is not Komori. It is once again your gremlin of a boyfriend.

“I would have been so pissed if you answered Komori’s phone call but not mine.” He heaves a deep breath, preparing himself, “okay fine. low key – low fucking key – I’m a little disappointed you haven’t answered at all but I guess that’s my fault for dating Sleeping fucking Beauty.”

He sounds wistful here and as much as you hate to admit it, your heart stings a little bit.

“Okay. Well I hope you’re sleeping well, Poopy. Hate you but I love you. Bye.”

This last one you just barely missed, not even a full hour ago. You tap on the play button and put it on speakerphone. Having had enough of just laying in bed, you head to your bathroom and begin your morning routine.

“Hey, it’s me again. Suna Rintaro, your boyfriend. Or did you forget already?” He’s whispering now, the husk in his voice makes it obvious he’s had a long day. “What a fucking day. Komori’s already passed out.”

The sound of running water isn’t coming from your sink, but from the one in London. “My mouth feels gross. Hang on, gotta brush my teeth real quick.”

You hear the low hum of his toothbrush and decide to brush your teeth with him. It’s silent as you place a small globule of the paste onto your own and though you know that you’re doing this forty minutes too late, you’re comforted. The companionship is healing, a balm to the ache that has developed. Your toothbrushes are the ones that are timed. They’re the same exact brand, actually. He got them for you during Christmas early in your relationship because ‘it came in a two pack and I didn’t know who else to give it to so here.’ It was a very Rintaro way of making it official but it touched your heart nevertheless.

You both rinse out at the same time and when you’re done, you listen to Suna jostle his way into bed. He talks of the dream he had last night. The details get caught between his pillow and tired lips, and as wild as it is, you struggle to make sense of it. All you know is that there is an octopus involved and apparently Atsumu was a pirate. The message ends abruptly without his usual farewell, and you know you shouldn’t, you know it’s selfish, but your finger ends up dialing his number anyways.

The line barely has a chance to ring when he picks up.

“H’llo?”

“Hey, Baby.” You hear the rasp in your own voice and immediately, you cringe, knowing exactly what comes next.

“Babe, what the fuck? Are you calling me right when you woke up?” He’s cheeky but does little to hide the delight in his tone, “did you miss me or something?”

#reina.writeshaikyuu!!#suna rintaro x reader #suna x reader #suna rintaro #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #suna fluff

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emissaire · 1 year

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welcome to college - toman x reader x bonten

꒰꒰. CHAPTER: 006 - rabid dogs

꒰꒰. SPECIFIC TAG(S): mature themes

꒰꒰. NOTE: the messages from the boys are in chifuyu's pov // and yes, i used (ot10) exo's pic what abt it lol // also pls ignore timestamps

➥ MASTERLIST

inui is very protective of you and is not shy of showing it. after all, he has every reason to

the band started bombarding your phone w/ messages when they saw your tweet:

suna: totally not feeling like we've been replaced // tanaka: are you having fun?!?! maaan i want kimchi so bad // kunimi: have fun, maaa :3 ignore suna's overdramatic ass // kiyoko: eat lots and enjoy yourself!! ♥ // semi: oooh ms. famous and her fanboys. can u grab something for me at the store though? lol

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꒰꒰. SYNOPSIS: mitsuya jokingly invited his friends to attend a christian university together, saying they should change the way they live. since his friends are a bunch of crackheads, they went along with it, expecting long years of chaos in college. then you came along, the pretty girl who leads the chapel services every monday morning with a heavenly voice.

꒰꒰. TAGLIST: @wayenn @txoru @bontensbabygirl @lylovw @siimp4youu @mael-0 @pinksilk @siimp4youu @thetruepair @ricecake234 @rana14 @mwahru

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work of emissaire, 2023 - plagiarism is a crime

#— tr work: wtc ✨#livre: amaryllis #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers smau #tokrev smau #tr smau #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #draken x reader #mitsuya takashi x reader #chifuyu matsuno x reader #kazutora hanemiya x reader #sano manjiro x reader #ran haitani x reader #rindou haitani x reader

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rintarousgirl · 9 months

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i wanna be yours -- 7. snap out of it

✦ - Y/N is a small business owner, offering her services not only as a designer but an at-home makeup artist and cosmetic producer as well. She's perfectly content with her small life when she's approached by the manager of the INARIZAKI band, asking for her to fill the position of backstage artist on short notice. Needing the money, and wanting the experience, Y/N agrees. Little does she know of the fatal attraction she will share with the band's lead, Suna Rintarou.

a/n: uh, hoping that this gets y'all back into my good graces. enjoy the little bit of filth you get in this one LMAO, content warning for making out ig?? anyways, please ignore the time at the top of the phone bc im too lazy to block it out. if time is important for texts than there will be a timestamp, or it will be explicitly stated.

8:32PM

You spot Rintarou's car pull up outside of your small apartment building. He remains in the car, but you already know he's looking for you. You stand from the park bench you were sitting on, and head over.

Pulling open the car door, you settle into the passenger seat. His car smells of fresh leather and his cologne, and you find it's a pleasant mix of smells. He looks to you, his hooded eyes dressed in dark black eyeliner. It was clear he'd done it himself, his own hand not nearly as skilled as your own. The thought of him trying to replicate your work in the mirror made you giggle.

"Hey," he greets, tilting his head as he takes in your appearance, "You look very pretty."

You find a small blush making its way onto your cheeks. You'd gone relatively simple, but still dressed up as he had told you to. You'd gone for a forest green silk satin slip dress, and some black strap heels. Your purse rested across your shoulders, filled with a few small cosmetics, your keys, and your phone. Along with some breath mints, just in case.

"You look rather handsome yourself, Rin," you compliment, noting the white blouse and black slacks. His shirt was partially unbuttoned at the top, and he had a silver chain around his neck and some silver rings glinting on his fingers. They were the same ones you'd given him for the concert.

Rintarou lets out a small huff, running a hang through his hair. The rest of the drive is relatively silent, soft music playing through the stereo. After about a ten minute drive, the two of you pull up outside of a very fancy restaurant.

Suddenly, you feel a little self-conscious about your outfit. All the other woman seemed to be more dressed up with you are, some of them having elbow gloves or fur coats. You take in deep breaths to calm your nerves as Rintarou rounds the car and opens the door for you.

"After you," he coos, a teasing smirk on his lips. You take his outstretched hand and close the door behind you. His fingers intertwine with yours, and he lifts the back of your hands to his lips and presses a quick kiss to your skin.

You bite down on your lip, tasting your lip gloss. "I didn't take you as the romantic type," you admit, as the two of you walk in.

"I didn't either. I guess you bring out another side of me," his words are clearly joking, but there's also a twinge of sincerity in his words. It does something to your heart, and you try your best to quell the rushing of your heartbeat in your ears.

Rintarou talks with the waiter, who didn't have much of a reaction to his presence. Either his place was frequented by famous people, or this person just didn't know or cared who he was. Actually, most of the people in here didn't, which you were kind of glad for. You never enjoyed being in the spotlight, that was why you were the behind-the-scenes artist.

The two of you are seated at a more reclusive table, tucked away in one of the corners with dim lighting and a small bouquet of flowers and a few candles between you.

"This is a wonderful place, Rin," you gush, unable to keep from admiring it. The roof was glass, open to the night sky. The moon shined above, providing additional light in the dimly lit room. You could point out a few constellations.

Over dinner, you and Rintarou talk. He tells you more about his mother, the sweet saint of a woman, and a little about his bandmates. Then he asks about you. You tell him about your favorite colors, sports teams, music genres, and more.

"No," he interruptes you, taking your hand from across the table. Both of you had eaten at that point and were just enjoying the atmosphere. "I want to know about you, not what you like."

You stutter, blinking softly. Your lips part slightly, as you think of something to say. "Uh," you say stupidly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. Rintarou's lips quirk up a bit.

"Well, I grew up in Tokyo, the Nerima Ward specifically. I attended Fukurodani private academy, and I was the manager of my best friend's volleyball team."

Something lights up in Rintarou's eyes, a hint of something familiar. "Did you play?"

"A little. I had to learn how to set for Bokuto when Akaashi didn't want to...did you used to play?" the question felt a bit stupid. Why would Suna Rintarou, a famous singer/songwriter and near-professional photographer, play? volleyball?

He laughs. "I, uh, I did more than just play. Actually, the whole band played, even Kita. We all went to the same high school, it's kind of how we met each other, y'know? Atsumu was the only one who tried to make a career out of it. When we weren't playing though, we were in Kita's garage learning how to play instruments."

"Woah," you say, not even bothering to hide your shock. It felt so natural. Rintarou had the body of a volleyball player, and you knew Atsumu played and that they had all known each other pre-band. Yet, despite that, it seemed unfathomable to you. "I didn't know any of that."

"Yeah," Rintarou snorts, "it's not exactly the kind of thing they ask in interviews. It isn't hidden knowledge either though, you can look up any old competition video and you'll find all of us."

"Well, that's something to do when I get bored," you remark, resting your head in your hands. Maybe volleyball was how Kuroo got interested in INARIZAKI. Their music wasn't exactly his taste anyway, but he was still involved in the community. He probably knew of them from volleyball which piqued his interest. He was nosey like that.

Eventually, Rintarou pays the bill, and leads you out the door. He checks his watch. It's nearing 10:30, and the city is alive. "Do you have a specific time you need to be back?" he asks you as the two of you climb back in his car.

"No, and I wouldn't mind spending more time with you."

And that's how you find yourself in a lounge with Rintarou, the music blasting as the two of you sip on champagne glasses. He'd managed to snag a seat for the two of you on a loveseat in the lounge. In front of you, sweaty bodies mingled and dance. Laughter, singing, and the sounds of joy filled the air. The sounds of people enjoying themselves.

"Rin?" you begin, turning to him. Your thighs are brushing, and his hand is resting on your knee. His touch is warm against the thin fabric of your dress, and you try not to squirm too much as his thumb rubs small circles into the flesh of your lower thigh.

"Hm?"

"Will you dance with me? Please?" He looks slightly caught off guard, but he blinks at you a few times before shrugging.

"I have two left feet, it wouldn't be the best idea," and yet he stands, setting down his glass as he extends a hand to you. A laugh rips from your chest, and you take his hand happily.

You drag him along with you to the dance floor, nesting the two of you somewhere in the middle. You let yourself free, letting the small amount of alcohol and the euphoria in your system loosen you up as you begin to dance. Rintarou laughs, not as comfortable as you are but enjoying watching you, nonetheless.

A partner song comes on, one of those old fast ones that you have to jump around and use a lot of footwork. You reach for Rintarou, but a hand wrap around your waist and you're being whisked away to dance with a stranger. Rintarou only has a moment before a woman your age is tapping on his shoulder and pulling him in to dance with her.

Despite being with a stranger, you still manage to have fun, twirling and twisting around the floor. Your feet will ache by tomorrow, but it doesn't matter because in this moment you can't think past now.

Looking over the shoulder of the man you're dancing with, you meet Rintarou's sharp gaze, as he stares at you from across the floor. Small breathy giggles erupt from you, which has your partner snickering.

For the rest of the song, you can feel Rintarou's eyes on you, but you know your eyes are on him just as much.

Eventually, you're set free from your partner, as a slower more romantic song begins to play. You stumble across the floor to Rintarou, who was trying to detach himself from the woman he was dancing with previously.

You tap on her shoulder and make a small shoo-ing motion which she understands. She walks off, though not without sending you a dirty look. Scoffing, you turn back to Rintarou.

He's looking at you with heavy, dark, eyes and slowly your giggles die out on your tongue. Rintarou's hand sneaks around your waist, pulling you close till your chests were flush. He was taller than you, and you tried not to cower as he looked down at you.

"Rin?" you whispered softly, but your eyes couldn't stay on his. In fact, your eyes couldn't drift away from his lips.

His thumb rubbed softly at the swell of your hip, before pressing gently on your stomach and drifting up your sides. His touch made you shiver, and you tried to stop the shaking in your hands.

To give you something to hold onto, your fingers slide up his neck into his hair, curling in silky brown locs. He lets out a little grunt when you give a tiny tug, before a grin crawls on his lips.

"Everyone was looking at you while you danced, y'know," he comments, singing it like it was a praise. You shrug, licking your lips.

"I don't care," you say cooly, "unless..,you were looking too?" you knew he was, but it was always fun to tease.

...what were you doing? This wasn't professional by any means, actually, this was incredibly inappropriate. You knew Rintarou's intentions going into this though, shouldn't you face the consequences of your own actions?

It doesn't matter what you think though, because Rintarou's lips are on yours in a matter of seconds and it burns away any thoughts of regret you had.

Anything would be okay, if it meant you could experience this time and time again.

His lips are soft, just as you thought they'd be, and his teeth nip and tug on your lip. You find yourself falling apart in his grasp, your mouth falling open wider to give further access.

Your fingers curl harder in Rintarou's hair, ripping a small gasp from his throat. His head pulls back, displaying his gorgeous pale neck. Clear and unmarked.

You take the moment of separation to your advantage, and kiss along his jawline. Rintarou's eyelashes flutter, and his teeth bite down on his lip. You find that sweet special spot between his jaw and his ear, sucking and biting down onto his skin.

You're more surprised when he lets out a shuddering shaky breath, just a whisp away from being a whimper. Something akin to pride runs through you, and you bite and suck with more fervor.

Rintarou's hands tremble on your sides, and one comes up to uselessly grasp at your arm as if seaking leverage of some sort. After a few minutes of kissing his neck, you let go, taking in a deep breath.

Pulling back, Rintarou watches you with wild eyes. It was amazing to see him so disheveled, and it managed to be a better look than anything you could create for him.

His neck was a variety of lipgloss stains, and small bites, but that specific spot you'd focused on was the best. It was a deep red, and would no doubt be purpling soon. Your lip shape and teeth marks were clear on his pale skin. There was no way he'd be hiding this. No color corrector or concealer could change that.

"C'mon," you say, taking his hand and knocking him out of his stupor, "I should get home."

The drive home is silent again, but you don't pretend to notice the way Rintarou is struggling to keep his eyes on the road and his hands on the steering wheel. "Careful," you'd tease, and enjoy the way his brows would furrow.

As he came to a halt outside of your house, you open the door, partially stepping out when his hand wraps around your wrist and tugs you close.

There's a slight register of pain as your stomach hits the edge of the console, but that's ripped away from you as Rintarou kisses you with a certain ferocity you couldn't match.

He let's you go after a few seconds, laughing at the way you chase his lips.

"Goodbye, Y/N."

And then he's off, leaving you on the sidewalk outside of your apartment building with trembling legs.

Slowly, you pull out your phone.

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★ - Suna went home and stared at the hickey in the mirror for a good ten minutes.

★ - Kuroo calls you right after and demands all the details. He loves and hates hearing it at the same time.

★ - Suna has still not answered Atsumu's string of texts from the last chapter.

★ - While you were walking in your building, the receptionist tells you that your lipgloss was smudged. Like...really badly.

taglist:

@mannaornot \ @gojoscumslut \ @sunarots \ @alienvarmint \ @tojirin \ @tkooooop \ @cheriesdear \ @shotenvinsoot \ @wolffmaiden \ @riiceandsoup \ @thebrownemo \ @vivian-555 \ @effmigentlywithachainsaw \ @rukia-uchiha-98 \ @weird0o0 \ @seiamor \ @rory-cakes \ @blue-violin \ @reveusecherie \ @hellokittylover9 \ @yourlocal-bunny \ @keniza \ @cerberuspuppy1 \ @baramii \ @kirbyscreeper \ @rioiio \ @noideawhothatis \ @ris-krispie

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miyababes · 1 year

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iwaizumi hajime.

long fics. (5k+)

crystallize by saetyrn9 [ nsfw ]

freshman year by aiiwa [ college au ] [ nsfw ]

; pretty in pink ; beautiful in blue

the waiting game by kodaiki [ sfw ; fluff ]

venus by saetyrn9 [ nsfw ]

fics. (2.5k+)

all yours by seita [ nsfw ]

better than by seita [ nsfw ]

honey by stelleum (+ matsukawa, hanamaki, oikawa) [ nsfw ]

; vanilla

operation: sex god by writeiolite [ college au ] [ nsfw ]

strawberry kisses by mrs-kurooo [ nsfw ]

worth the weight by shibaraki [ sfw ; fluff ]

short fics. (1k+)

4.5 by stelleum [ suggestive ]

a stuck vibrator by saintodo [ nsfw ]

accidental nude send by elysianslove [ nsfw ]

after party by hajimio [ suggestive ]

another night of hoping by duino [ suggestive ]

breath by hajimio [ sfw ; fluff ]

camp crush by luvbub-archive [ sfw ; fluff ]

cock and ball worship by bobaji (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki) [ nsfw ]

collusion by sookisaurus [ college au ] [ nsfw ]

defending you by hajimio [ fluff ]

devil by stelleum [ sfw ; fluff ]

don't forget me by shibaraki [ sfw ; fluff / angst ]

exes by heartaro (+ tsukishima, osamu) [ sfw ; hurt/comfort ]

falling in love by hajimio [ sfw ; fluff ]

hit me like you hate me by hornime [ nsfw ]

killshot by eqgtart [ sfw ; fluff ]

let me by adoringhaikyuu [ sfw ; fluff ]

linger by eightonenine [ sfw ; fluff ]

; latch [ sfw ; fluff ]

mentioning their ex during an argument by tetsvhoe [ sfw ; angst with happy ending ]

not good with words by iwaizooming [ sfw ; fluff/light angst ]

overthink by hajimio [ sfw ; fluff / light angst ]

punishment by saetyrn9 [ nsfw ]

stoner sex by bjbex [ nsfw ]

stretching you out by saetyrn9 [ nsfw ]

sweater by shoyoist [ sfw ; fluff ]

take it easy baby, make it last all night by heich0e [ college au ] [ nsfw ]

tease by hajimio [ suggestive ]

they're beautiful by princesskazuya [ nsfw ]

under the influence by strobimilk [ suggestive ]

when he doesn't realise you're sick by dnlcsml02 [ sfw ; angst with happy ending ]

drabbles.

sfw: [ 1 - 100 ].

nsfw: [ 1 - 100 ].

headcanons.

avoiding him by sugarkage [ sfw ; fluff ]

best friends to lovers by elysianslove (+ kuroo, oikawa) [ sfw ; fluff ]

college bf!iwaizumi by utahimeow [ sfw ; fluff ]

crawling into his lap by kageyuji (+ bokuto, oikawa, akaashi, kenma, matsukawa) [ sfw ; fluff ]

dilf!iwaizumi by yuutitties [ nsfw ]

falling for someone out of their league by neoheros (+ kuroo) [ sfw ; fluff ]

first kiss by rintarous [ sfw ; fluff ]

first kisses by stelleum (+ hanamaki, oikawa, matsukawa) [ sfw ; fluff ]

horny thoughts by saetoru (+ atsumu, suna, osamu, bokuto, sakusa) [ nsfw ]

when they're lovesick by kodaiki (+ bokuto, kuroo, atsumu, kita) [ sfw ; fluff ]

timestamps.

5.28pm by hajimine [ sfw ; fluff ]

11.41pm by kodaiki [ sfw ; fluff ]

series.

smau.

asking him to rail you by toru-oikawas-milkbread [ nsfw ]

asking you to cuddle but you have to turn them down by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kunimi) [ sfw ]

boyfriend texts by aiiwa [ suggestive ]

'can i wear your hoodie?' by darlingimawitch (+ terushima, bokuto) [ sfw ; fluff ]

'finish the heart' trend by arhvste (+ suna, osamu, akaashi) [ sfw ; fluff ]

responding to you asking if they're jealous by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani) [ sfw ; fluff ]

responding to you being clingy by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani, kunimi, kindaichi, kuroo, kenma) [ sfw ]

responding to you texting them 'you hurt my feelings' after a fight by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani, kunimi, kindaichi, kuroo, kenma) [ sfw ]

sending you a dirty text by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kunimi, kindaichi) [ nsfw ]

they leave you on read after you say 'i love you' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani, kunimi, kindaichi, kuroo, kenma) [ sfw ]

when he finds out your fictional crush is your lockscreen by darlingimawitch (+ oikawa, terushima) [ sfw ]

you ask them 'do you only care about my body?' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani, kunimi, kindaichi, kuroo, kenma) [ sfw ]

you ask them for nudes by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani, kunimi, kindaichi, kuroo, kenma) [ suggestive ]

you ask them if they still find you attractive by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani, kunimi, kindaichi, kuroo, kenma) [ sfw ; fluff ]

you ask them "on a scale of 1-10, how annoyed are you with me right now?" after a fight by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani, kunimi, kindaichi, kuroo, kenma) [ sfw ]

you ask them to 'pick a number between 1-10' and send them that many nudes by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani) [ nsfw ]

you leave them on read after they say 'i love you' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani, kunimi, kindaichi, akaashi, bokuto, terushima) [ sfw ]

you send them a dirty text by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani, kunimi, kindaichi, kuroo, kenma) [ nsfw ]

you text them 'i want to sit on your face' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ oikawa, matsukawa, hanamaki, kyoutani, kunimi, kindaichi, kenma, kuroo) [ nsfw ]

smau series.

conversation hearts by kuroosmikasavolleyball [ college au ] [ sfw ; fluff ]

gear shift by boomboomjaz [ racer!iwaizumi ] [ sfw ]

history by rintarous [ sfw ; fluff/angst ]

they were roommates by atsukashii [ college au ] [ sfw ; angst/fluff ]

#masterlist

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clubkira · 4 months

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── 〔 𝓗𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔!! ﹒ 𝓜𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 〕

last updated. 03.16.24.

sorted by school & series.

can’t find a fic? it’s probably part of a series m.list ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

⸜❤︎⸝‍ : reader’s favourite ノ most popular.

𐙚 : author’s favourite.

𐚁 ┊ 𝓜𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈-𝓢𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND. ┊ fiancé!JNT. [ sfw.┊wc : 11.6k ]

synopsis. the nhk's special broadcasts centered around the jnt ‘monster generation’ lineup's future wives-to-be! ⸜❤︎⸝‍ 𐙚

content. haikyū!! / f!reader. JNT & staff. ongoing series. established relationships. horrendously downbad fiancés. fluff (with suggestive moments).

IT’S BEEN RAINING IN JAPAN. ┊ timestamps. [ sfw.┊wc : 5.1k ]

synopsis. when the storm clouds clear overhead, our love blooms. through the thunderstorms and rain showers, all i see and love is you. 𐙚

content. haikyū!! / f!reader. ongoing series. central theme of rain. 24 hrs clock. fluff (with some suggestive moments). standalone oneshots. mostly set pre-timeskip.

𐚁 ┊ 𝓚𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎 𝓗𝐈𝐆𝐇

PUPPY LOVE. ┊ s. hinata. [ sfw.┊wc : 816. ]

synopsis. shoyo’s silly childhood dream to marry his childhood bestfriend.

content. childhood friend!shoyo / f!reader. fluff. established relationship (highschool). timeskip takes place third year of highschool. lowercase intended. not proofread. self indulgent.

𐚁 ┊ 𝓐𝐎𝐁𝐀 𝓙𝐎𝐇𝐒𝐀𝐈 𝓗𝐈𝐆𝐇 ノ 𝓢𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐎𝐇

MARY ANN. ┊ h. iwaizumi. [ sfw.┊wc : 754. ]

synopsis. “ginger or mary ann?” ⸜❤︎⸝‍

content. childhood friend!iwaizumi / f!reader. fluff. cali!iwa. longterm pining. implied LDR.

𐚁 ┊ 𝓝𝐄𝐊𝐎𝐌𝐀 𝓗𝐈𝐆𝐇

nothing currently . . .

𐚁 ┊ 𝓕𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝓐𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘

SANTANNY. ┊ k. bokuto. k. akaashi. [ nsfw.┊wc : 2k. ]

synopsis. riding bokuto & strip teasing akaashi.

content. smut. fem!reader. petnames. lowercase intended. post timeskip. restraints. unprotected sex.

𐚁 ┊ 𝓢𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝓐𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘

nothing currently . . .

𐚁 ┊ 𝓘𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝓗𝐈𝐆𝐇

VACATION BIBLE SCHOOL. ┊ fwb!inarizaki 5. [ nsfw. ]

synopsis. ‘friends with benefits’? more accurately fuck buddies with perks. you don’t fuck just any guy with a dick, and you certainly do not chase after men.

content. friends w/benefits!kita, suna, aran, atsumu & osamu / f!reader. smut. smau with written narrations. university!au. slow & sporadic updates. ON BREAK.

𐚁 ┊ 𝓘𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀 𝓘𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐓𝐄

nothing currently . . .

𐚁 ┊ 𝓚𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐈 𝓗𝐈𝐆𝐇

nothing currently . . .

#𝒰𝓅𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝐸𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝒮𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎! ꒱ྀི #masterlist layout ib 4izawas.

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zephestia · 1 year

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001 :: BE MY GIRLFRIEND

40 DAYS 2 LOVE! — PREV | MASTERLIST | NEXT

a suna rintarou smau

it's the second year of high school, and everyone are either in a relationship or is getting into one. everyone except you. it's not like you care anyways, you've got better things to worry about. but when your seat mate offered you a deal to provide you lunch for the next 40 days of school in exchange for you to be his (fake) girlfriend, it's hard for you to turn the offer down.

note :: just a reminder, timestamps are irrelevant unless i said otherwise and comment to be added to the taglist.

🏷 @marveledpisces @noideawhothatis @lunavixia @alienvarmint @starlightaura @kuroaka @satosuguswife @ilovesillycats @darlingimawitch @rijhi @fairywriter-oracle @katsunarii @wolffmaiden @rintarousprincess

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klutzykozume · 2 years

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the secret’s out

featuring: platonic!inarizaki x reader

warning: mild language, ignore the timestamps

length: ~800 words

playlist

“let’s go hang out at my place,” atsumu speaks up as everyone tries to get settled on the bus.

“it’s going to be almost midnight by the time we get back atsumu,” aran sits up in his seat.

“all the more reason to go together,” the faux blonde shrugs.

“surprisingly, he makes a good point. it’s not like we have school or practice tomorrow. i think a sleepover sounds nice,” kita looks around to his team members. he could see how tired each one of them looked.

“a sleepover? really? what are we five?,” a half asleep suna speaks up from your shoulder.

you swat at his arm, “i think ‘sleepover’ is a cute term.”

“thank you [f/n],” kita send you a warm smile.

“so, are y’all coming over?” samu turns to the rest of his team.

most of the team agreed to staying over the miya’s residence. those who disagreed didn’t live too far from the school and would much rather go to their own homes.

after the decision was made everyone went about doing their own things. some went to sleep while others either talked with one another or went on their phones. you check your phone and see you have a new message.

after a few hours you’re met with yelling. your eyes flutter open slowly and you’re met with aran holding back an angry atsumu while ginjima is holding back a smug osamu.

“what the actual fuck are you two doing?” you stand up, eying the twins.

both of them shut up almost instantly. they know first hand just how scary a sleepy [f/n] can be.

“thank you so much for that,” akagi sits up in his seat, removing the pillow from his head as he does so.

you step towards the twins, “off, let’s go.”

atsumu makes to effort to move first and osamu moves soon after him.

“go drop your things off and let’s go,” you stand by the bus. after the twins walk off, aran enters your field of vision.

“how did you do that?” he looks at you in astonishment.

“i could show you if you really want me to,” you look up at the ace.

“no thank, i’m good. sorry i asked,” aran follows the twins into the club room.

by the time you made it to the twins house it was almost 12:30. the twins brought extra pillows and blankets into the living room for everyone to use. while you were waiting for them to finish, suna made his way through the door. you both decided to find something to watch.

after very little debate, you both settled on watching monster house. once the movie was playing, you check your phone.

“who’s that?” osamu looks down at your phone before you can hide it away from him.

“it’s their boyfriend,” suna grins at you, “you should see the way they interact with one another.”

“what are you talking about rin?” you glare at the middle blocker.

“yeah, what are you talking about rin?” atsumu looks over at suna.

“you can tell how much he cares about them. he was willing to come from wherever he lives to pick them up. i don’t think he likes you two very much,” rintarou chuckles.

“what?!” atsumu gets up and matches his way over to you. at this point, you’re unsure why he’s outraged. it could be the boyfriend or the fact the boyfriend apparently doesn’t like him.

“rin, i swear when i get my hands on you,” you get up, grabbing the pillow that you were laying against. by now, you have two options, defend yourself from atsumu or attack suna.

“what are you all yelling about?!” kira’s normally calm voice calls throughout the house. you all turn to the doorway to see him and aran coming in.

“atsumu, osamu, and suna are invading my privacy!” you send pointed looks to the aforementioned boys.

“[f/n] has a boyfriend!” the three boys point at you.

“you have a boyfriend?” aran looks at you in wonder.

“who is he? do we know him?” kita turns his attention to you.

“not you both too!” you huff, “i’ll tell you guys when i’m ready. he’s from my old school. that’s all you can know for now.”

“why not just give us a name?” osamu asks.

“because i’m not ready to let you all in on that part of my life,” you look between the five boys, hoping now they finally understand.

“fine then i’ll just ask matsukawa,” suna picks up his phone.

“rin!” you shout at the boy, throwing your pillow at him.

a/n: hope everyone had a great day!

#inarizaki x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smau #atsumu miya #osamu miya #aran ojiro #kita shinsuke #suna rintarou #.inarizaki

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