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kiyosamu · 6 months

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Cheater, Cheater. ♡

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Pairing: Rintaro Suna x Reader

Synopsis: Suna’s cheating on his girlfriend with you. He can’t help it. You’re just so… addictive. Something about you. He’s obsessed.

CW(?): Implied smut, not explicit. Reader is shameless and doesn’t really care that he has a girlfriend. Reader is into him, but doesn’t want anything more (and he hates this).

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“Why do you lie to her so much?” You ask, tilting your head. His fingers tighten into your hips as you sit on his lap. “What’s the point?”

Suna sighs.

“Because she’s my girlfriend and I’m cheating on her with you. It’s not like I can just come clean with that information.” Suna leans in, kissing your neck softly. “It's fun. I don't love her like I love you. I don't feel real passion with her. I don't feel like she completes me. When I'm with you, I get that excitement. That rush.”

Suna stops for a moment, thinking of his next response before murmuring against your lips. “I have fun with my girlfriend, yeah, but that's it—fun. You make me feel… alive.”

“So?” You ask in response, pressing your lips back to his. “Why are you with her?”

“She’s good company. She’s my friend. She’s… comfortable, I guess. I can’t just break her heart like that.” Suna looks into your eyes. “I might not love her, but I do care for her. She just doesn’t give me what I need.”

You hum softly, sliding your hand under his shirt. “And? What is it that you so desperately need?”

Suna chuckles, his pupils slightly widening as your fingers softly trail circles on his toned abdomen. “I said it earlier—the excitement…”. He looks you in the eyes, his lips just barely an inch from yours as he whispers, “the passion… the rush.”

You nod, acknowledging his answer silently and resting your hands on your thighs. “Right, well. I gotta go.”

“Wait, no.” He rests his hands on top of yours. “Where? Why?”

“Relax, Rin. I have a final tomorrow.” You take his left hand and pull it close to your mouth, sucking on his index and middle fingers as you stare innocently into his eyes.

Suna groans, pulling his hand back. “You know that’s torture for me. Don’t do shit like that. Don’t look at me like that.”

You laugh softly, giving his cheek two little taps and getting out of his car. You lean in the passenger side window and continue your conversation. “I’ll see you later. Hopefully the sweet girl waiting up for you can take care of…” You glance down at his obvious erection. “That.”

“You’re such a bitch.” You smile wickedly as he says those words. “I like you, you know that?”

You roll your eyes. “You’ve told me once or twice. Bye, Rin.” Your smirk returns to your lips as you turn around, walking back through your college campus, swaying your hips with the knowledge that he was watching you.

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Suna spends time idly pleasing his girlfriend by taking her for dinner and dessert. He couldn’t stand this. As much as he loved you, he couldn’t stand the sick thoughts running through his head as he sat across the table from such a kind girl. A good girl. Tall, blonde, athletic. They had so much in common. On paper, they made a great match. Perfect, even. But Suna was bored. She bored him, and he didn’t know why. She was safe.

You, on the other hand, were unpredictable. You didn’t fawn over him the way other girls did. Hell, he wasn’t sure you even liked him half the time. But when your lips met for the first time he knew that he wouldn’t be able to stop. Ever. It was like a hit of the most delicious high he’d ever had. He wanted you. Even if you didn’t want him, you were his.

Suna begins to think of you the moment he’s alone again. You didn't want him to call or text you very often, so he contemplated just popping by your dorm. He wondered if that would be too much, and if he should wait until the next time he was on your mind.

Suna shrugged, threading his fingers through his hair.

Fuck waiting.

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You lazily opened your eyes as your phone buzzed and woke you from your half asleep state.

>> I’m coming over.

You laugh to yourself, typing back.

<< I ruined you, didn’t I?

The response was instant.

>> Yeah, you really did.

You get up and open the door as you hear his footsteps in the hallway.

“Hi.” You grin, trailing your gaze down his tall, muscular body as he comes in.

Suna gives a soft grunt in response, shutting the door with his foot and sliding his hands down your sides, squeezing your ass.

“You have a good evening?” You ask, looking up into his eyes with a false innocence. “Good time with your girl? Have a good fuck?”

He nods, looking back into your stare. “Yeah, it was… alright.” His voice is quieter. It’s almost as if he was on autopilot, he was barely even listening to your words. Something else was on his mind. “Can I kiss you?”

You nod. Suna smiles and leans forward, putting his lips to yours. Your lips were different than hers. So soft and sweet, so delicious, he could never get enough. He pulls back for a moment and looks at you, his eyes squinting slightly as his fingertips caress your face. “You're so beautiful.”

You smirk up at him, putting your hand over one of his. “You’re a sick fuck, you know that?”

A low moan leaves his lips as he kisses you again. “I know, I'm disgusting. But I can't help it.” He leans back slightly, looking at you. “I can't fucking help it, I need you. I need your lips… I need your hands on me.” Suna bites his tongue slightly and swallows. “And I need you so much that it hurts. I'm in so deep and I can't get out. My body needs you, my brain... God, I just want you so bad.”

“Hm.” You shrug. “It’s too bad you can’t have me.”

Suna slightly lowers his gaze and breathes sharply through his nose. “Why? Why can't I have you? I just want to feel you more. I just want to touch you more. To love you and to make you feel good in my arms.” He chuckles and takes a deep breath. “You're cruel, you know that?”

“I’m cruel? You’re the one with a girlfriend.” You shake your head, sliding your hands in the back pockets of his jeans as you continue to look up at him. “Plus, I don’t do relationships.”

“Of course you don’t.” Suna laughs quietly, “But you're just so damn tempting. You're so irresistible.” His fingers trail down your cheek and neck, stopping at your collarbone. “You could break my heart with the slightest touch.”

“Aww, poor baby. I’m sure you’d recover.” You tease.

He purses his lips in thought. “I'd never get over you. I'd feel the loss of you all the time.” He pulls away slightly and shuts his eyes. “But we could have... this. Just these moments, when we're with each other. Nothing more than that would be needed.” His eyes glance down to your lips. “You just tempt me so much. You're like a drug to me.”

You sigh, looking down. “So why do you even stay with her?”

“It's comfortable. I told you.” He frowns and looks at you. “I love her, I do, but it's never been like this with her. She'll never pull me in like you do. And fuck, you don’t even need to try.” Suna takes a deep breath. “I love spending time with her, but it's not the same. I love you so much. I'm so goddamn sick of her, even though I love her.

You lead him over to the couch, sitting next to him and resting your legs on his lap. “I’m sure you’re sick of me too, hm? Sick of how in love you are with me?”

He sighs and chuckles quietly. “So fucking sick of it. But God, I love it so much. I'm like... obsessed. With you. I swear, I think about you all the time. Suna shakes his head as he smiles at you. “God, I'm so screwed up. Look at me. I can't stop thinking about how much I want you.”

“I kinda like it.” You grin.

Suna bites his lip. “You do? You like seeing a guy obsessed with you? You like it when a guy wants to throw away his entire life and jeopardize his relationship all because of you?” He leans in again and kisses you, pulling you on his lap. “And to think you call me the sick fuck.”

You kiss him back, grinding your hips down on his. Suna lets out a low groan.

“You're so cruel.” He chuckles quietly. “I'm literally obsessed with you. I don't care about anything else. My grades, my team, any of it. I just want you.” He kisses you again, his hand slowly sliding down your back. “You really like seeing me lust after you this much?”

You smile against his lips, tangling your fingers in his hair and opening your mouth slightly. He moans softly, gripping your thighs tightly and grinding back up into you.

The two of you separate as you’re startled by knocking on your dorm room door. Your name is called, your best friend practically in hysterics as she calls for you. “Are you home? Please tell me you’re home. I think he’s cheating on me.”

Suna’s eyes widen. The last person he expected to interrupt the two of you was his girlfriend.

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yourbpdgf · 1 year

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obsession ?

warnings: obsessive!suna x obsessive!reader, stalking, yandere behaviors, weed, alcohol, fire play?, knife play, making out, choking, hickeys, fingering, pussy eating, dick sucking, public sex?, rough sex, pet names: little one, bunny, bun, pretty,, etc .

you and suna were at your spot, the rooftop of an abandoned building beautifully overlooking all of hyogo prefecture. you were sat in his lap, sharing a blunt, enjoying eachothers presence.

suna, rin to you, has been your boyfriend for about a month and half now and youre obsessed.

you love everything about him from his dark brown hair, his mesmerizing eyes, his physical appearance to his sarcastic personality.

but in addition to your love for him you also know everything about him. full name, home address, social security number, mother and fathers name, to his favorite song, color, number, and everything else.

you memorized his whole schedule and adjusted your routes to class to make sure youd pass his locker everytime.

you have his instagram password. you go through his following daily, his likes, his archive, everything.

if its about suna rintaro you need to know.

you stalked him a little too, just to gain more insight into his home life, you reasoned.

you saw all the nasty things hes done behind locked doors. you saw how he masturbates to your instagram highlights. you even heard how he moans your name as he cums all over the screen of his phone.

youd be lying if you said you never done the same thing.

you fantasized about the things you want him to do to you too, more than any regular human should.

your late nights are spent with a dildo, the most similar looking dildo to sunas you could find, strapped to a fuck machine fucking into you at max speed. clamps vibrating on both of your nipples and your shaky hands holding a hitachi wand to your clit. you cum every 2 minutes and when you do you scream and moan for your rin rin.

but little do you know suna is just like you but worse.

he does all you do but even more constantly.

in addition to that, anybody who dares flirt with you is either jumped, publicly humiliated or exposed, sometimes all three. nobody will never know it was him though.

hes protective. nobody is allowed to come within a 2 foot radius of you when hes around. oh and you need to hold his hand at all times, too. a little one like you gets lost easily.

and most nights hes at your window, watching you moan for him, like his good little slut.

despite all of this, you two have yet to be intimate, and sunas trying to change that today.

now back to the present...

suna passes you the blunt with a heavy sigh. he speaks, breaking the peaceful silence you both built, but not before he takes a nice swig of the tequila you brought for the two of you, "let me try something."

"go ahead." you reply. you trust suna and youre not one to ask too many questions anyway.

suna loves that about you, he already doesnt like talking so it saves him words. though even if you did ask, he wouldnt mind explaining just for you.

once you pass the blunt back suna takes a drag, cups your face and pulls it to his. you get the idea at this point. you peck his lips before opening your mouth so he can transfer his smoke to you.

suna smiles and you do too, "such a smart bunny, catching on so quick. maybe you deserve a lil reward."

he puts the blunt out on your zip up, and ashes spill onto your neck. they burn on your skin and instead of pain you feel pleasure. the burn is good. suna throws the extinguished blunt to the side.

youre a little too high to realize him snaking his hands up your skirt, into your panties until he slowly starts to rub your clit. you cant protest though, not that you wanted to, because sunas lips are on yours.

youre still kissing when his hand moves to your throat and gives it a squeeze. before you can do anything about it your mouth opens, tongue lolling out. suna takes advantage and begins to suck on your tongue.

you stay like that for a moment before suna moves down to your neck leaving purple bruises as he travelled to your collarbone. he comes up to speak,

"good little bun. be good for me and thisll be good for both of us, kay?"

"mkay, rin rin."

he unzips your zip up, not knowing you had no bra or shirt on under. when he realizes he kisses your lips once more before sucking and swirling his tongue against the harden buds on your chest.

his fingers stop their circles on your clit, eliciting a high pitched whine from you, and slip into your pussy. two fingers, after a few pumps, turn into three.

until suna suddenly stops. you whine and complain as suna lifts you up and lays you down on the roof, positioning himself between your thighs.

"please rin rin, pleasee!"

"patience, little one. youre gonna like this."

he reaches into his pocket and grabs a pocket knife, tracing it along your thighs, cool metal making you moan. the sensation to die for. suna then slips it under the waistband of your panties and cuts them off. the knife goes back into his pocket and his face goes into your pussy.

he slurps, spits, swallows and suckles as you squirm and sob. he enjoys every noise you make and every twitch your body convulses. it doesnt last long though because as soon as he plunges his fingers back into you you squirt all over his fingers and face.

he gives you a second before he sits you up. he takes your hands and guides them to take his sweats and boxers down. your hands, with sunas guidance, pull them just under his balls, exposing his 8 inch cock to you, fully hard.

"open." suna commands,, and you do.

he puts his tip to your lips and automatically you suck. you swirl your tongue and give kitten licks to his tip, making sure to give it ample attention before moving to his shaft.

when you do finally move down to his length, you suck along the sides before placing half his length down your throat, going up and down. your head moves in a wave motion, eventually you take his whole cock inside the wet cavern that is your mouth.

"mhmm.. just like that, pretty. youre so good at this. youre such a perfect little thing just for me."

sunas head is thrown back, his hands the only things keeping him up. you really start to hear him moan as you hollow your cheeks, swirl your tongue, bob your head, and play with his balls all at the same time.

"...mine, mine, mine. nobody else can have you."

low grunts, soft moans and sighs that can only be described as pretty all come from sunas mouth. you giggle at his cuteness, the vibrations from your action immediately go to his dick and push him over the edge.

sunas big, veiny hands grab the back of your head and push you down his dick, forcing you to let his cum leak down your throat until he lets go. you swallow.

rintaro takes his squirt covered shirt off before laying you back down on your back. quickly, he lines himself up with your entrance and pushes himself in. with each thrust he goes deeper, deeper and deeper.

rin grabs your ankles, holding them over your head, he has you in a mating press. he angles himself to hit that one spongey spot you love. how does he know where it is? all the times he watched you try ever so hard to hit it with your little dildo. maybe he should make this known to you...

"im way better than that little fuck machine, arent i, little one?"

"huuhh..? how do yo- fuckk! know about that?"

"answer me, bunny."

"yes! way way better! way better than any of my toys! please go deeper, rin harder!!"

rintaro slams into you over and over until youre both ready to cum. and when you do you do it together.

you both lay there for a while, eventually you put your clothes back on. you both drink for a little longer until suna walks you home and spends the night at your house <3.

im back... maybe. i feel like everytime im here i write a fic to self project then leave. wtv 🤷‍♀️. btw this rushed so dnt come for me.

everything ???

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kiyoomi-levin · 2 months

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here for you (yan!Suna RinatroxF!reader)

a/n this has been a wip for so long... enjoy! i'm working on a atsumu [nsfw] fic so be on the lookout for that next (unless adhd takes over and i start working on a different one instead)!

summary:: As a pro athlete and model, he's nice enough. And yet...there’s something in your gut that says you should stay away. word count:: ~4.4k warning(s):: non-con (no smut/SFW), suna's a grade A creep/stalker, yandere!!, isolation, stockholm syndrome, horror??(i tried to make this scary but it's really not lol) Music rec:: joke's on you - charlotte lawrence

As an aspiring journalist, your dreams had all but come true when you were hired as an intern at the most prestigious sports media center in Tokyo.

You get to shake hands with athletes you see on television daily and most importantly, you had received an actual assignment.

Gone were the days of running around to get your manager coffee and spending the day shredding documents. Instead, you had been tasked with creating an in-depth piece into the most popular athlete of the year— Suna Rintaro of EJP Raijin.

You still vividly remember your first time meeting him.

You’d been star-struck— a tall, gorgeous man you had only ever seen through a screen was standing in front of you.

Smiling. Holding out his beautiful hand for you to shake.

Despite his casual demeanor, there was something off about him. Maybe it was your nerves, or the cold air circulating in the office, but there was a tug in your stomach that was warning you.

At the time, you had plastered an excited grin on your face and scolded yourself.

But looking back— his eyes were quite cold, weren’t they?

You just can’t explain why you feel sick whenever you see him. In fact, despite the great task ahead of you—interviewing and writing up an article on Suna— you had been avoiding him.

There’s just something in you that dreads looking into his sharp green eyes.

It doesn’t help that in spite of your best efforts, you strangely run into him everywhere-- on and off the court.

“Suna?”

Your voice comes out squeaky and clearly nervous.

Are your eyes deceiving you? Why would he be here, in the middle of the cereal aisle, at the small grocery store next to your dingy apartment? You have to do a double take before you can confirm that yes, it is in fact him.

It’s late, and it’s only you, Suna, and the tired store manager. Though, at this moment, it feels like it’s only the two of you in this world.

“Oh. Hey, y/n,” Suna says casually, flashing you his famous smirk— the one that has his fans screaming and crying. He’s on his knees, reading the back of a granola cereal.

Suna turns back to the aisle in front of him, finally placing a box into his basket. Your brain registers it as your favorite flavor (the unhealthy, chocolate-y type that you’re sure athletes shouldn’t be eating).

What a coincidence.

“What are you doing here?”

You live on the edge of Tokyo, an unfortunate 30 minute subway ride to get to the sports arena you’re working at. And you know, from Suna’s player profile, that he lives in a luxurious high-ceiling apartment only a few blocks away from there.

“What do you mean?” Suna asks, frowning. He seems genuinely confused.

Are you the crazy one?

“Oh, it’s just… so random, you know?”

Your throat is tightening now and you feel unable to even swallow.

There are alarms blaring inside of your head, as if every fiber is irrationally telling you to run.

Suna glares at you, sharp eyes studying your smaller stature.

God. Another reason why you don’t like this man— he’s just too difficult to communicate with.

“You live quite far away, right?”

Seconds pass and you’re beginning to worry you’ve said something wrong or offensive when Suna finally stands, sighing as he turns toward the registers.

“No. I just moved to Kamikitazawa.”

You feel that tingle again.

“What a coincidence!” You say, recovering quickly.

Fuck. You sound especially stupid right now.

But could you help it? Suna, a multi-millionaire, moved into your apartment building? The one inhabited by broke college students and poor retirees?

Was he struggling financially? Did he have a secret child like some rumors alleged? Wait, is he—

“I’m not sure what you’re thinking, but whatever it is, you’re wrong.”

Suna and you are standing at the cash register now, and he turns to gently smile at you. You feel yourself softening.

Why were you scared, anyways? He’s a world-famous athlete and model.

Your premonitions have been wrong in the past— like when you thought your boss, Kuroo, would be upset with you accidentally deleting his PC files.

“I see,” you murmur, “well… the apartment is kind of… there’s a lot of problems, you know?”

The words tumble out of your mouth before you can stop them. You sound like a broken radio.

There's an awkward silence as you and Suna both try to find the words to say.

This is why you hate talking to him, he expects you to do all the work!

"You should know that the third elevator isn't that good. It always gets stuck on floor two. And the garbage chute at the end of every hall is kind of hard to open. You have to," you make a pulling motion, "really yank, ya know?"

Silence. Suna stares at you blankly.

You're just an absolute loser, aren't you?

He's gonna cringe, or worse, tell your advisor that you're being overfamiliar with him, an athlete 5 years your senior…

As you stand in your cheap winter boots, shivering, Suna suddenly laughs.

It's not the quiet chuckle you see him release when he's joking with Komori, but a head-throwing, mouth widening laugh.

"Uh..." you stutter, nervous.

It takes a full minute before he finally stops, silently pink at the face.

"Thanks. I'll keep that in mind," he says, lifting his shopping basket.

You nod repeatedly, nerves subsiding.

"Wanna walk back together?" Suna asks.

You hesitantly nod. Why not? It's late and dark, and though the neighborhood is calm, it never hurts to have a walking buddy.

On the walk home, to your surprise, Suna begins to talk about his team and compliments you for your article on the top liberos. You’ve never seen this side of him. There’s a reason why he’s so beloved— he’s a mystery.

You’re nearly zoning out as the two of you reach your apartment complex.

"Am I boring you?" Suna suddenly asks.

It's such an unexpected question, you falter for a second.

"No! I'm just... I feel relaxed. I like hearing your voice," you say, surprised.

Suna lets out a sigh of relief as he punches in the door code to the building.

"So. As I was saying, you want me to give you a ride tomorrow?"

"What?”

"A ride. To the arena." He says, enunciating every word as if you're a child.

"It's okay," you start, “I—”

"Take the subway, yeah. But it's a hassle, right?"

No, it's not. In fact, it's pretty nice, seeing strangers off to their desired destinations.

But it's as if he can read your mind.

"I’ll give you a ride."

It's not a question anymore.

"Alright," you murmur.

The short journey to your floor is now awkward, and you’re wishing you had turned down his offer to walk together.

The two of you are almost at the end of the hallway now, at your apartment door. To your horror, Suna doesn’t continue walking.

Instead, he simply turns around and reaches for the doorknob of the apartment just across from you.

Strangely, you’re just now noticing just how narrow and dark this hallway is.

Under the cheap fluorescent lights, you can only see the man in front of you. Suna’s pale hands flex as he easily readjusts his heavy grocery bags, reminding you he could take you out in a moment.

“Wow. Looks like we’re neighbors, huh?” Suna says, stepping into his flat.

You’re blinking up towards him, breath cut short.

“See you tomorrow, y/n.”

Funny. He didn’t sound surprised.

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You're just tying your hair when the doorbell rings.

"y/n, you ready?"

Who would’ve imagined hearing the Suna Rintaro’s voice at 9 AM.

You sigh as you take a final glance into the mirror. You couldn’t completely hide the dark eye circles from your lack of sleep— who’d be able to sleep after learning a celebrity lives practically next door?

Taking a deep inhale, you push open your front door.

You instantly feel yourself healing as you take in Suna. It’s a similar effect to watching your favorite idols perform on stage— good looks work wonders on your tired body.

Suna leans against the wall, wearing a pair of black sweats and a thin blue hoodie. With a start, you can't help but notice it's almost a couple set with your blue sweater and black skirt.

"Good morning," he says, sliding his phone into his pocket. You nod in response.

As you walk down the hall together to the elevators, you can't help but flush. Is this what it'd be like to have a boyfriend? As a student dedicated to her craft, you’d never felt the urge to date, remaining single your entire life. You can’t help but wonder what it’d be like to be Suna Rintaro’s.

“Oh! What’s this!” Kiana, a middle-aged woman, calls out as you and Suna wait for the elevator.

“y/n! You never told me you got a boyfriend! And such a handsome one, too! Oh, if I was only a little younger…”

You and Suna make eye contact and you blush, quickly turning towards the smiley woman, ready to retort.

“We’re—” You barely make out a word before Suna suddenly takes your hand.

“Good morning, ma’am. I’m Suna Rintaro, y/n’s boyfriend. I just moved into apartment 306.”

At his words, both your and Kiana’s eyes widen.

Yours in confusion, hers in wonder as she recognizes the handsome stranger.

“I know you! I know you! You’re Suna, from that team! Oh, my son is such a fan! I can't believe you're living here! He’ll be so excited."

As Suna and Kiana make small talk, you try to discreetly shake your sweaty hand out of Suna’s grasp. To your bewilderment, he continues gripping onto it, so hard you can feel his short fingernails digging into your soft skin.

To your relief, the elevator chimes, and as Suna waves goodbye (you do too, out of habit), you gasp as he yanks you into the elevator.

"What was that?" You ask, nervously looking up at your ‘boyfriend.’

Suna’s eyes are hard as he stares down at you, but he’s glowing all the same, as if he’d just received a gift.

“Saying we’re a couple. What was that about?”

Suna hums innocently.

"I just thought it would be most convenient to tell her that. People will see us together from now on."

No, they won't.

“It would confuse them to have to explain you’re an intern.”

Was that so complicated?

But with his mischievous smirk and the way he taps his foot against the elevator floor, you just can’t find the courage to refute.

“Alright… but could you let go?” You ask uncomfortably.

"Ah, right," he says, letting you free.

You rub your hands together, easing the circulation back.

Strangely, it feels especially cold without his grip on you.

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"Wake up."

Awakening with a start, you rub your eyes.

You can't help but admit you could get addicted to free rides with Suna.

His car is just too nice; the seats are fluffy and he turned on the heater to just the right temperature and there's soft piano playing from the speakers.

How long have you been out?

Taking in your surroundings, you're surprised to find you're already at the Tokyo Volleyball Arena. You almost jump in shock as you realize what’s warming your lap— a box of your favorite strawberry waffles.

“What’s this?” You question as Suna wordlessly hands you a fork.

"I thought you might be hungry.”

Suna slides a cup into your open hand— matcha.

So he is a nice man, after all.

“Wow, Suna! Let me please pay you back!”

Your stomach grumbles as you take a bite of the sweet breakfast.

“No, no, it’s on me.”

How could you make it up to him? Maybe you should bake him cookies or something… you shift in your seat, frowning as you realize your bare thigh is strangely damp. Rubbing your thighs together, your eyebrows furrow.

“Oh,” Suna says, biting into his scrambled eggs, “sorry. That was me, I got some coffee on you while you were sleeping, so I wiped it away," he says sheepishly, gesturing towards the pack of wet wipes in the glove compartment.

He looks embarrassed, avoiding eye contact, so you don't push it any further.

He's kind of cute, you think.

It kind of feels too perfect– the plush comfort of Suna’s luxury car, the sweetness of the waffles, and the delicious matcha, albeit slightly salty.

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"Hey, y/n, which movie should we watch?" Suna calls from your couch.

You're in the kitchen, preparing popcorn in your small microwave.

"Studio Ghibli!" You shout back, stirring the hot chocolate, “I have a whole bunch downloaded, just choose one.”

It's become a regular occurrence for the two of you to spend much of your free time together. At first, Suna had gently coaxed you into spending time with you under the guise of doing more research for the article you’re writing about him, but now you’ve grown to genuinely enjoy his company.

From morning rides to office lunches to casual dinners, it's like your life has been consumed by Suna. Your gut had been wrong, after all, because Suna treats you like a girlfriend— although you’d long shook away that silly thought— he’d never see a younger, broke student that way.

But despite your brain knowing everything is just fine, your heart has yet to be rewired. It still pounds with discomfort, as if it knows that fundamentally, something’s wrong.

You just can’t identify or place a label on that problem.

More recently, you’ve been getting hit with strong deja vu from that one night at the grocery store months ago.

As if it’s only the two of you on this planet.

Sighing, you take your place next to Suna, glancing at your phone. It remains still, screen dark.

“What’s wrong?” Suna asks, frowning. He pushes up his black glasses, running his fingers through his damp hair.

You hesitate. It’s fine to share this, right? After all, it feels like Suna’s all you have right now.

“Well… I’m not sure why, but I think my friends are mad at me. For the past few months, they’ve been silent. They don’t really respond to me anymore, and when they do they just say they’re busy.”

Suna nods, reaching for your hand. You welcome the warmth of his fingers, blinking back tears.

“And even worse, my family hardly contacts me. I used to call my mom basically everyday. I think there’s something really wrong, Suna, I’m really worried.”

“How long has this been going on?” Suna has the movie paused now, full attention on you. He gently strokes your hair and the kind gesture has tears pooling in your eyes.

“For a few months… maybe… four? I didn’t realize it at first because of how busy I’ve been at work and with the article I’m writing on you,” you mumble, allowing Suna to embrace you.

He’s gently rocking you back and forth now, rubbing your back, whispering kind words into your ear, telling you it’s okay and they’re probably just busy too…

Minutes pass before you finally look up, eyes widening as you take in his facial expression.

Despite his sweet words, Suna’s eyes are completely blank and there’s a questionable, small smile on his face. You barely recognize him.

“y/n?”

You blink, and take in an inaudible breath as you stare at Suna.

He cocks his head, confused. He looks at you with nothing but affection and concern, thin lips pressed into a frown.

Your heartbeat slows as you realize that, yet again, you’d just been seeing and feeling things wrong— whenever you’re around Suna, it’s as if you lose sense of your surroundings.

Smiling, you sniffle as you wipe away your tears.

“Sorry for getting emotional at movie night.”

Suna grins, giving you a final gentle hug before turning back to the television.

“Don’t be. I’m always here for you, y/n.”

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Q: Suna, this question has been long requested by your fanbase. How do you express love?

A: Dedication. I give my all to my lover, no questions asked.

Oh, and I don’t like to share.

There’s suddenly a knock at your door, causing you to jump. You put down your laptop, where your open article draft sits nearly complete.

The lightning storm outside has you shaking and you just wish Suna was here, holding you and laughing at his silly responses to your even stupider interview questions.

Another knock at the door.

Strange— Suna’s practice runs for extra long today for his upcoming tournament. Maybe he finished early.

“Suna, why didn’t you call before practice finished? We could’ve gone out for dinner,” you scold as you pull open the door.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

Standing in front of you is your furious older sister, drenched from the rainstorm outside.

“Oh my god! Come in!” You say, alarmed. You reach towards her wrist, but she remains planted in place.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

She’s angrier than you’ve ever seen her.

“How could you tell us to fuck off? You really think your journalism is that important? Your writing isn’t more important than family, you asshole! It’ll never be important!”

Taking a deep breath, your sister lets go, immediate regret evident on her face. She opens her mouth to apologize, but you’re not having any of it.

Anger is coursing through your body now and you shove your sister away, causing her to stumble against Suna’s door.

Your family has never supported your career— from when you were just a child, you’d had to work hard for your own future.

So this is why they had shunned you? Because they can’t stand seeing you successful? Because you had moved away from the countryside to make something out of yourself in the city?

Tears stream down your face as you tremble.

“My writing is important,” you whisper. Your sister nods quickly, opens her mouth again—

“Don’t come by anymore. Don’t consider me a part of the family anymore.”

“No, I’m sorry— I think there’s a miscommunication, y/n! Wait!”

Slamming the door on her shocked face, you stumble towards the couch.

It feels as though you’re going to die— the room spins as your lungs strive for air and your vision is becoming increasingly blurry.

The sound of rain and your sister pounding on the door intertwine, and as you bury your head into a pillow, you really just wish Suna was at your side.

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“y/n?”

Someone’s tugging at your sleeve, and you glance up, blinking uncomfortably at the bright lights of the living room. There’s dried tear streaks on your face and you’re sure you look like a miserable ogre, but Suna looks at you with nothing but compassion as he hugs you, alarmed.

He’s slightly damp—probably a combination of sweat from practice and the rain outside—but you hold onto him eagerly as he eases you onto his lap.

“What happened?”

You shake your head, explaining what had happened in the few hours when he’d been gone.

Suna’s furious on your behalf, jaw tight and fists clenched.

“Thank god I told your sister to fuck off. She was standing at your door, yelling curses and threatening to call the police,” he mutters.

Tears spring to your eyes again. This only confirms the reality of your life now— your family (and probably friends, too) absolute despise you.

“Don’t worry, y/n. I’ll always be here for you,” Suna whispers.

His words are somewhat like a relaxant to you. Taking a deep breath, you lean into his chest, sighing.

“I don’t think I can write anymore, Suna. I don’t want to. What have I been working towards my whole life?”

Suna remains silent for a moment, studying your sorrowful face, before leaning in to brush his nose against yours. Your eyes shift, admiring his gorgeous olive ones.

“Your journalism is amazing, y/n. And… if you hadn’t worked so hard, we might’ve never met, right?”

You smile sadly.

“I guess…”

“y/n, how about you wrap up your article tonight? You’re almost done, aren’t you?”

You gesture towards your open laptop on the coffee table.

“It’s done, but it’s shit. My sister’s right, it’s not worth anything,” you say, embarrassed. You’ve always known you were talentless, which is why you’ve always worked harder. But it amounted to nothing in the end.

You press your cold hands against your burning eyes as Suna picks up your laptop, skimming through what you’ve written about him.

If even he hates it… that’s it. You’re not sure how you’re supposed to go on.

“y/n, will you look at me?”

Suna’s gently tugging at your hands covering your face. Biting your lip nervously, you let him take your hands into one of his.

“Want my honest opinion?” He asks, placing the laptop onto your lap. You nod, staring down at the bright screen.

“This is the best thing anyone’s written about me.”

You close your eyes, shaking your head.

“Don’t lie.”

“y/n. I’m serious. This shows exactly the side I wanted the public to know about me. It’s intimate, but written formally enough to be taken seriously by the media.”

When you don’t respond, Suna sighs sadly.

“I guess you don’t want the opinion of a dumb athlete, though…”

Frantically, you look up, shocked.

“Of course not! Suna, your opinion is everything to me!”

Relief settles in your stomach as Suna grins, eyes shining.

“Really?”

“Of course! Thank you… That really means a lot to me.”

Suna nods, rambling about how much he loves that sentence here, the use of punctuation there…

“What’s wrong?” He asks, noticing you look down again.

“I… just feel like I have nobody but you, Suna.”

Suna smiles at you, waving towards the polaroids of your friends and family hung on the wall.

“I’m sure they’ll come around again, y/n.”

Your nose crinkles as you cringe at the photos. You want them gone. You want all of the references towards them gone.

You want to get out of here.

“I hate this apartment, actually. They helped me decorate it and everything,” you sigh.

“Well then, how about we move out together?”

You fiddle your thumbs, headache threatening to return.

“I don’t have that type of money,” you say, frustrated. It’s easy for a world-class athlete like him to just up and leave, but you’d never be able to, not unless you dropped out of school and found a job elsewhere.

“y/n, I’ve just remembered. I have an apartment near our stadium, right? How about you move there for the rest of your internship?”

You hesitate. Intruding into the home of a man you’re not even in a relationship with? While the offer is tempting…

“Don’t worry about anything, y/n. Don’t think too hard about it.”

Suna’s gently rubbing circles onto the side of your hands and you feel like melting away, exhausted.

All that crying and anger has truly taken a toll on you. Your eyelids flutter as you finally nod.

“Okay.”

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“Are you sure?”

Now that it’s come to actually burning the photos, you’re hesitating. Aside from the few photographs on the walls, your apartment is completely bare, all of your belongings now residing in Suna’s luxury condo.

“y/n. You don’t need them anymore.”

You pause, the lighter in your hand feeling heavier by the second. With this, you’re truly erasing all parts of your former family and friends. Just then, your phone buzzes— you barely need to look at it to know it’s a string of curses from your ex-best friend.

Suna grimaces as he deletes the message, examining you out of the corner of his eye.

“You’re right, Suna. I don’t.”

You watch as the pictures go up in flames, holding back tears.

Looking around your now empty apartment, Suna wraps his arm around your shoulders.

“I always thought your walls would look better bare.”

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In and out.

There’s something so comforting about the way you breathe.

You’re lying motionless on Suna’s large bed, curled into a ball.

Adorable.

Sighing, Suna collapses next to you, admiring your eyebrows, the curve of your nose, your lips…

When was the last time he’d felt this content? Reaching out, Suna gently tucks your hair behind your ears, admiring the small s shaped earrings adoring them.

Bringing you here was the best option. It’d taken him a little longer than he’d hoped, but now you were truly in the palm of his hand.

He’d almost slipped up a few times (your gut was much smarter than you) but everything had worked out, hadn’t it.

Since the day he’d first met you nearly a year ago, Suna knew you’d be his.

He’s not sure why, but there’s this thing about him— sometimes, when he sees something, he wants it.

And he’ll do anything to make sure it’s entirely his.

You mumble in your sleep, rolling over to face the large windows that present the city of Tokyo below his feet.

He has it all now.

His phone vibrates— messages from your concerned father.

Rolling his eyes, Suna silently reaches over to your phone, which lies innocently next to your small hand, and unlocks it (the password being his birthday, obviously).

Without hesitation, Suna begins wiping out all traces of the code he’s implanted into your phone.

There would be no more reason to reroute your messages to himself anymore.

Next, Suna makes sure all of your family and friends’ contacts are blocked.

Ensuring your safety is a top priority of his.

He squeezes your device in his large hand, wondering if he should just break it.

If Suna had it his way completely, he’d rather you not have a phone at all.

Tossing your phone back onto your side of the bed, Suna smirks as he unlocks his own device.

Desperate messages from your sister pop up, warning you of your tall neighbor, he threatened to kill me if i didn’t leave y/n please get away from him and go to the police!

Suna slides his thumb across the screen, removing the messages from his screen, and disconnects his phone from yours.

After all, you wouldn’t be getting contacted by those nuisances anymore.

Almost done, then he can sleep peacefully with you—Suna sends the email he’s been working on: a PDF attachment of your final draft of your article on him and a short message of your resignation as an intern, written by yours truly.

Turning over, Suna locks the bedroom door, smiling.

There’s no need for anyone else.

Not when he’s always going to be here for you.

#haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu fic #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu #suna x reader #suna rintarou #suna rintaro haikyuu #suna rintaro x reader #suna rintaro x y/n #suna rintarō #suna rintaro x you #suna rintaro yandere #haikyuu yandere

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tatakaebomb · 2 years

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stepbrother with suna? (nsfw)

Hope this is okay. Was gonna make a long fic but assumed it was a one shot.

- ash

tw : stepcest, oral, fingering, sex tape, mentions of sex work, dacryphilia, degradation, pet names, anal, cream pie, 18+

NSFW 18+

wc : 0.9k

'Is it on?'

'I don't know, just hurry up. They'll be home soon.'

Setting up your camera, you place it on the desk infront of you. Tits covered by the man behind you, as he holds tightly onto your hips. Face out of the camera.

'Dont get too excited, can already feel you inside of me...' you whine, eyes glinting over your shoulder only to see a wink sent your way. Your step brother prodding his cock at your entrance, lazily gathering your slick over his flushed mushroom tip.

'From how wet you are baby, you ain't one to talk...'

Fingers prodding at your entrance, he took no time to quickly slip inside you. Cock slamming inside your tight hole, whines eliciting from your gaping mouth, hands aimlessly clawing at the wood of the table.

You and your step brother were no strangers to each other's romance, constant stares and flirty comments led you to be pinned against the table, ass up as he tugs at your nipples, orgasm after orgasm ripped out of your body.

This soon attracted an audience, an only fans account made of you and your step brother fucking each other into oblivion. His veiny cock nudging at the sensitive part of your g spot. Soft, wet walls clamming down on him, head and eyes fallen backwards, your pretty moans dragging thousands of dollars from people as twisted as you two.

He always thought you were pretty, the first time his eyes set on yours was when he knew he wanted you, needed you almost. Hand brushing over his mushroom tip every night, thumb rubbing over the sounds of your muffled moans whenever you touched yourself. The feeling of your used panties rubbed against his overstimmed cock was his favourite thing to do, it was the closest he could get to you. He knew it was wrong, but that never stopped him.

And it never stopped you, from that day when you walked in on him he's had you on your knees, taught you how to fuck his cock right. Taught you how to swirl your tongue across his tip and massage his balls. Taught you how to push your legs to your chest so he could see the mess he's made in your pussy. Taught you how to cope with the feeling of his dick pushed balls deep in your ass. Taught you how to stay silent when he fingers your cunt under the dinner table with your entire family sat there eating.

'A-ah shit...' you blabber, tits jolting fast infront of the camera, hair quickly pulled back as he drew you into a long kiss, saliva and spit shared between the two of you. Flesh of your ass clapping against his strong thighs, arch of your back lowered as the camera clearly showed the red of your behind from where he's spanked and played with you.

'Fuckkk...feels so good daddy...' voice rippled and muttered, skin of your lip bit harshly, blood drawn from the sensitive parts as your legs began to tremble from his girth, wet noises evoked and viewers spewing in faster and faster.

'I- you've gone tighter baby...' He mutters, the pull of your neck clearly showing the hickeys and dribble of saliva connecting to your cleavage, pretty pink tongue panting out of the side of your mouth, you really felt like a bitch in heat.

'M gonna cum daddy...'

'Hm?' A harsh spank to your ass sent you forward. Cute dimples shown on camera from how hard you were attempting to stifle your hopeless moan, to prevent the orgasm he was so close to ripping out of you. 'Your gonna cum? So soon isnt it..'

'Ah- yeah fuck, like that...'

'Your such a slut for your step brother. What if mom and dad found out hm? You want that? You want them to walk in on your brother fucking you so hard.'

'N-no nii-chan...Ah fuck-'

'Say it. Show me you wanna cum that bad.' He forces your face towards the camera, your red swollen eyes on display as tears stream down your cheeks, your face completely exposed but at this point you didn't care, you needed to squirt and cream all over your big brothers cock.

'I'm a slut, im a slut for my nii-Chan, my step brother... fuck fuck fuck please...' you drag, long fingers trapping your oesophagus, the ring on his middle finger pushing into your skin, the cold of the metal sending pulses through your body, shivers through your spines, ones strengthening the tightened knot in your stomach.

His remaining hand cupping the soft flesh of your tits, a sadistic smirk lifting from his lips at your pleading, his favourite part of every time he fucks you.

'Cum then, squirt for me baby...'

The next day was like usual for suna, walk into practice, tired and exhausted. Body slumped and mind only focused on you and how he wants to fuck you over and over again like he did the night before.

'Suna!' Aran called, waving suna over to where everyone was crowded. Confusion slightly evident on why everyone was so interested in atsumus phone...

'Huh? What's going on?' He mutters, pushing to the front of the crowd, only to be faced with the shocked faces of his team mates, scrolling mindlessly on an open page.

'Suna. I didn't know y/n had an only fans?'

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inactiveanimeblog · 2 years

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INCEL! SUNA X READER

ATTENTION do not read this if you are not interested in reading these topics. this is a dark story and i don’t want anyone crying about it in my comments.

tw : suna fantasizes about noncon, story leads to eventual noncon that is not written, slut shaming, incel! suna, reader is actually a good person but suna is misogynistic, suna is obsessive in hateful a way, they are third years in high school so 18+

loser incel suna who hates the popular kids, but really hates you :(.

you’re the most popular girl in school. the prettiest. the nicest. the most trendy.

suna doesn’t understand it. why must a girl be popular based on her looks? he looks good too, yet he doesn’t get any second glances spared his way. no attention, no friends.

you, on the other hand are praised like a goddess.

and he swears that under all that sweetness and selflessness you show of yourself is a real insecure bitch who wants everyone to love her.

you just have to act like the girl next door do you? you must know about all the positive attention you get. he bets with every last dime in his bank account that you feed off of it. you love the attention. it’s no mistake you wear a low cut top or a short skirt.

you want people to desire you. but hey? who is he to judge? if anything he enjoys it. enjoys seeing you be such a try hard. it’s actually quite funny to him. how are you not so embarrassed by it?

when a school project comes along he’s more than happy that the teacher pairs you guys up to be partners. he’ll break you. he’ll see what type of person you truly are.

at first, this is exactly what he expected. that’d you be nice to him and treat him like he’s everyone else. not some loser that nobody likes. and he’s actually quite surprised that you accept his invitation to work on the project at his house.

when you go over later that day to start working you still have that stupid smile on your face. you make it seem so genuine. he knows in your head you’re judging him, you’re disgusted by him, you’re only here to save your own ass and be liked by him just like everyone else likes you. you really think you’re the it girl huh?

what would happen if he kissed you? would you push him off of you? would you hit him?

how about if he reached underneath your skirt to get a feel of your slutty panties? he just knows you would beg him to stop. cry and call for help. but poor little ‘ol you. his parents work late tonight and no ones here but you two.

he knows deep down inside you would like it. and you would take every inch of his cock inside you like the true whore you really are. he can already imagine how wet you’ll be.

you’d be crying in hysterics on the outside, but your drenched cunt would say otherwise. you want this. you want him to want you.

and he’s gonna prove his theory tonight when you’re least expecting it.

#yandere haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #suna x reader #suna rinataro x reader #yandere rintaro #suna smut #suna headcanons #suna drabble #suna x y/n

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ketsueki-writes · 3 years

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Hello! I saw that you're taking requests, so is it okay if I request for yandere roommate! Suna x reader? He takes advantage of reader's kindness or something (and can it include non-con filming?) Thank you!

It's okay if you decide not to write it! Thank you for accepting requests and I hope you'll have a great day ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ

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ᴀɴ: ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ ꜱᴏᴏɴ, ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ!

"Thanks Y/N."

You wiped your hands smiling up at the tall dark haired man. "Of course Rin, I'd do anything for you." you said with a cheerful smile. And you meant it. Rintaro Suna was your best friend and probably the best roommate you'd ever had. You'd help him with anything he needed, naïve kindness filling your heart as you helped him with chores, work, self care. It all. Sometimes you were tired, but seeing him light up always seemed to make it all worth it.

He was worth it.

Suna was well aware that you'd always be there to help him. Anything, anytime, he knew he could depend on you. There was no way he couldn't. 2 years of pure happiness with you is impossible to ignore. He'd loved you since the day he met you. He hoped you knew you could do the same, because of course you would. You'd do anything for him right? And he'd kill for you.

No literally, he'd kill for you.

Suna was well aware of the connection you two shared, he knew how much he meant to you. He tricked himself into thinking it was enough. Enough to spend the rest of your life with him at his beckon call. In his hold not needing or wanting anyone else. Only wanting him. Only needing him. He truly believed you two were soulmates, cut from the same cloth and meant to be together.

You were his.

You were made for him.

Your smile, your laugh, your voice. Everything. It was all for him. You knew that. You had to know that. You had to know how you effected him when you'd lean over like that to pick something off of the ground. When you'd smile kindly up at him after making his favorite snack or drink. You had to know how you made his heart race.

How you made his cock throb when you'd fall asleep next to him on the couch.

How your touches would send shivers down his spine. How just your scent left around the house would drive him wild. He knew more than anything you were made for him.

You walked over towards the kitchen, pulling a few ingredients from the pantry and fridge. "Do you want a snack? I know we said we were gonna get dinner later but that's not for awhile right." you called out from the kitchen. Suna was snapped out of his daze, turning to look around for you. He followed your humming into the kitchen, walking behind you as you began to prepare snacks.

He watched you, silent. The shorts you wore fitting you just perfectly, your shirt just a bit too tight. It was perfect. He couldn't stop his mind from racing. He knew you were his.

He should just take what was his.

He moved behind you, his hands moving to your hips as you stood in front of an empty counter, at first reaching up to the cabinet above. You stopped, moving your arm back down as you felt Suna's palms connect with your waist, his hands holding you tightly. You turned your head slightly, trying to look up at him. "Rin? You alright? Need something? Am I in the way?" you asked him, a bit confused.

Why was he so silent?

Suna's head dipped down before his lips connected to yours, his cheeks were hot, a tent pitching in his joggers. This moment was his, yours. It was the start of your new life together and-

"Rin! What the heck?" you asked, your voice a bit louder than you at first wanted as you pulled your head back. "What are you doing? I don't want to-"

"Shut up."

You were cut off as Suna's hands gripped your throat, turning you to face him, painfully pushing you against the countertops. Your eyes widened as he pressed his lips to yours again, forcing his tongue between your lips. He pulled back, his hold and movements aggressive as he kissed you.

You gasped, a horrified look on your face as his lips finally disconnected from yours. You tried to struggle, not knowing much what was going on. "Rin why are you doing this? Please stop I don't want this-" you begged, looking up at him with teary eyes.

You were a mix of emotions. Shocked, scared, confused- the works. He was your best friend, and now his hands were under your shirt, his lips pressed against your neck as he held you still.

"You're mine." he said lowly between kisses. "We belong together."

"No!" you cried out, your legs feeling weak. You wanted to sink to the ground but he held you up, forcing you to stay right where he wanted you.

His hands turned you around, his fingers trekking their way back up to your neck as they did before, wrapping themselves around you. You clenched your teeth as yo felt your bottoms being removed, a hand grazing over your ass.

He kneaded at the flesh before you could hear a zipper being undone behind you. Your tears rolled to his fingers and after a moment you felt his breath near your ear.

"Don't cry kitten I promise to be gentle with you. Nothing would make me want my darling so much I'd hurt her too bad." he said, his voice low, like he was trying to be sweet.

You barely had time to respond before you felt a pained pushing at your entrance. You cried out, hands gripping the counter as he slowly made himself inside, stretching your from lack of foreplay.

His hand loosened from your neck and instead wrapped around your torso, holding you as he began to rock into you. You dropped your head, murmuring "no" "stop" "please" but it was too much. You knew he wouldn't listen.

"I love you Y/N" he said in your ear, his voice sending shivers down your spine.

"And i'll never let you forget, that you are mine."

"Rin!" you cried out, something changing only to make it hurt. You sobbed as his head moved to your shoulder, right next to your ear as he continued. He slipped his phone from his pocket, propping it up against the countertop and the wall, pressing record.

"I want to remember this moment, the moment I confessed to you and we started our new life together. Side by side. Like it should be." he said looking from the camera to you.

You took a glance noticing it and thought you'd only cry harder. "Please no- I don't want this! Please, don't record this-" you were cut off by his hand slapping over your mouth.

"Shh baby I promised you I'd take good care of you." He said softly, shushing you in your ear. "And that's exactly what I tend to do."

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xobabyalina · 3 years

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SunFlower

Dub-con, non-con?, incest, manipulation, virgin!reader, size kink?, Crybaby!reader, Mean!Suna

Word count: 825

This is for the decadence collab!!

@sugawara-sweetheart

Summary: You just turned 18 and your Suna-nii wants to be the first to corrupt you.

Suna-nii loves you so much! It’s only fair if he attends your birthday party. He misses you. His mind was everywhere, you were finally eighteen! He was so happy for you but that wasn’t the only reason.

He was driving home to see you all grown up. You were just as happy to see your nii-chan but both were for different reasons. Though maybe it was your fault for not realizing it because suna-nii knows how dumb you really were.

Suna-nii wouldn’t be thinking of corrupting you right now if you weren’t so pretty. It was really all your fault.

He had arrived at his childhood home walking in and noticing you in the living room with a cake and knife in hand everyone surrounding you but you didn’t care about them all you wanted was to see was your nii-chan and when you did your heart lit-up and it was clearly evident on your face.

Your nii-Chan gave you a sleepy grin. You looked as happy as ever. It was endearing truly but suna-nii wanted to see you crying from pain and pleasure from his cock. Oh, how good you would look while tears were streaming down your face.

The thought made him almost groan. Safe to say when the parties over he’d be taking you to his room to have a fun night, even if you didn’t agree. He was going to make you feel so good.

Suna ate a piece of the colorful cake. It tasted good but probably not as good as you did. He had watched the clock every time a minute passed he wanted it to be midnight already and when the clock did strike midnight he was ecstatic. Everyone went out and eventually everyone was gone and your parents were going somewhere. Who knows where.

Suna didn’t care about them right now; all that was on his mind was the fact that you and he were alone in the house. He could practically do anything to you.

“y/n, how old are you?” Suna asked, making the worst small talk. “Eighteen, why? Shouldn’t nii-chan already know how old I am? You didn’t forget did you?” You said with a small pout. Oh, how your nii-Chan missed you, you had such a small brain barely anything could stay in there.

“Aw, I’m sorry. I can make it up to you? Come on, let’s go to my room?” He said while giving his hand for you to take. You nodded not thinking much of it, of course you didn’t think much of it. You were after all an air-head.

—

You couldn’t process what was happening. Your nii-chan had you under his arms, looking straight down at you. “You're eighteen now right? Can I show you something? Think you're gonna like it.” Suna said with a sleazy grin. He had gotten up and started taking everything off.

“Nii-chan, what’re you doing?” You questioned. “Nothing, just relax for me ‘k?” He had said. He put his hands on your thighs spreading them apart. “H-hey, nii-Chan I d-don’t think we should do this.” You said looking to the side. Though your request has fallen upon deaf ears.

It was Suna’s lucky day really. He had you under him and you were wearing a skirt. It made things so much easier for him. He hooked a finger around your panties and snapped them, he had broken your panties. “Nii-chan! No, don’t do that!” You said whining. “ ‘s okay, just relax. It’ll feel good, promise” he said with a groan looking at your cunt.

He had already managed to line himself up with your entrance. Nii-Chan wanted to see you cry taking his cock and you were so wet it wouldn’t hurt if he skipped prepping you right? Yeah, it’d be fine.

His cock was so hard it hurt and when he pressed into you, seeing your face contort into pain it almost made him cum on sight.

It burned for you. It didn’t feel good. Your nii-chan lied to you! “Nii-chan, i-it hurts r-really bad-“ your whine was cut when he had sheathed himself inside and made you scream. Your tears were already flowing down your cheeks.

It was just as suna thought you virgin cunt felt so good. “Shh, you can take it. You want to make your nii-chan feel good right?” He grunted through clenched teeth.

“N-nii-Chan you’re too big. H-hurts!” You whined again. “Shut up, and take it, stop whining, I said I would make you feel you didn’t I?” Suna said.

He moved one of his hands from beside your head up to your mouth. Covering your loud whines. He thrusted in and out, groaning every time your cunt squeezed down on him so tight.

You had trusted your nii-chan to make you feel good and eventually it did but it cost you a hurt cunt, twitchy legs but it was worth it to make your nii-chan happy, right?

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— love, you can’t run away from me forever.

PAIRING: soulmate! suna rintarou x reader

GENRE: smut, soulmate au but make it dark

WORDCOUNT: 5.5k

SUMMARY: growing up in a world filled with soulmates was magical but with news about people going crazy and killing people for their “love” made suna repulsive to the idea of soulmates though when you came along, he finally understood why those people did it.

WARNING: dark content, smut, noncon, manipulative tendencies, cussing/cursing, creepy! and delulu! suna, mean! reader, masturbation (male), photos and audio recording taken w/o consent, kidnapping, oral sex (fem receiving), bdsm, sadistic! suna, dom! suna, violence, abuse, blood, suna is a dick, reader who tries to fight back

AUTHOR’S NOTE: another one cus why not! you guys seemed to liked my first dark fic so here’s another one! <3 might be bad idk prob cus of my writing HAHAHHA also, suna just being a creepy and psychopathic aquarius. DO NOT INTERACT/READ IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR DON’T LIKE THIS TYPE OF CONTENT.

REMINDER: this is not love and i do not condone this type of behavior. do not romanticize this, this is fiction and in no way am i telling people this is okay. if you don’t like content like this, please click away or block the tag tw.darkcontent

‘the world is fucked up,’ suna thought, looking at his phone as he saw all types of news about people killing and committing all types of felonies to prove that their love for their soulmates were real.

the stoic male grimaced at one news he came upon when he scrolled up, a young man killed his family and friends because “he doesn’t need anyone else beside his soulmate”. now that was fucked up. suna never thought he'd lose faith in humanity even more with each passing day. it was actually impressive with how fucking stupid and delusional people get when the topic of soulmates come up.

gold eyes narrowed at the inked skin of his wrist. “(l/n) (y/n)” or whoever that is better not mind never having a soulmate because there’s no way in hell suna’s going to be all lovey-dovey and accept the soulmate bullshit.

he thinks that soulmates are a scam. it was a hoax to make people do stupid shit and suna will not tolerate that type of bull. if he’s gonna end up with someone, it’ll be because he likes them not because of ‘fate’ or whatever decided it for him.

he will never conform to society and its standards.

“suna! what’s with the ugly face?” atsumu snickered, plopping down on the seat beside suna making the taller male groan.

“oh fuck off, atsumu. i’m not in the mood for your bullshit”

“when have you ever been in a mood for bullshit?”

suna raised a brow and hummed, “good point”

atsumu shook his head and turned to the counter where his brother was standing behind. “’samu! i want 3 tuna onigiris!”

osamu glared at his brother and scowled, “get it yourself, lazy ass”

“i’m paying you!” atsumu whined like the little brat he is but osamu ignored him and tended to the other customers in his shop. suna groaned at the noise, “for fuck’s sake, tsumu. shut up. your voice is so annoying”

atsumu glared at the man and punched his shoulder, making suna winced and scowled at his former teammate from highschool. the older miya twin huffed and ignored his words, continuing what he was about to say before suna insulted him, “anyway! what i was trying to say earlier was that people around us are finding their soulmates while i’m stuck with you bums! how is that fair?!”

suna groaned, annoyed, at the same old topic of soulmates. “soulmates are overrated. it’s a scam. you’re lucky you haven’t met yours yet if anything.”

the setter scoffed at suna’s old same line of bitterness towards the topic of soulmates, “what’s with you, anyway? what’s with the bitterness towards soulmates?”

“it’s bullshit, is all” suna replied easily, not bothered nor giving a shit. atsumu smirked and threw an arm over the male’s shoulder, “one day, you’ll meet your soulmate and everything’s gonna change.”

“did you just curse me or?”

“I don't know, did i?”

oh for fuck’s sake. atsumu really did cursed him. suna stared in awe, uncharacteristically so, at you while you glared at him. you clicked your tongue when his gaze was still as dazed and lovesick since you two have met.

“fuck off, rintarou! i told you i don’t want any soulmate bullshit!”

suna chuckled with a small blush on his cheeks, “i love it when you call me, rintarou--”

“because that’s your name, stupid! you know what, i’m not even gonna bother. and for the last time, stop following me!” you growled, stomping off to get away from your creep of a soulmate but the man didn’t mind your words. it was quite amusing to him to be honest.

you’re so cute and small and so angry at the world that it’s so endearing to him. with every glare you give him, it sends pleasant shivers down his spine. ah, so this is what it felt to be with your soulmate. it’s addicting. you two could rule the world together if you want to.

“love, you can’t run away from me forever. i’m your soulmate”

you groaned at the persistent male, “i don’t want you as a soulmate! why can’t you understand that?!”

suna stopped following you after your harsh words. you also stopped, your anger subsiding a bit when you realized what you said and all of a sudden, there was a pain in your heart. you cursed at the soulmate bond that was not letting you reject your fate. guilt resurfaced in your gut when you looked at suna who’s staring at the ground, eyes hidden under his bangs.

“r-rintarou?.. look i’m sorry, okay. but i don’t really want any soulmate business in my life-...” you tried to explain but quickly cut your words off when suna started chuckling.

scared and terrified at the creepy laugh and unexpected action, you stepped back and looked at him with wide eyes. suna then looked up at you and smirked, the dark glint in his eyes gave you the creeps, his breath heavy as he panted like a dirty pervert! his eyes were so filled with emotions. lust, obsession, and ‘love’ but you don’t even know if you can call it ‘love’...

“did you feel that? it shows... no matter what you do. we’re connected.”

oh fuck no. this psycho is not worth it. you grimaced at his words and turned back around swiftly, walking faster to get away from him.

“fate will always bring us together, (y/n). the quicker you accept that, the easier life gets” you heard him shouted after you and it only made you quicken your actions, heart beating rapidly at what just happened.

suna smirked at your figure as it grew smaller and smaller. he figured he’d let you go for now. it’s not like you can hide from him. you can try but the ink on your skin will always remind you where you belong and that’s with him.

the tall male looked at his phone, the screen showing a picture of you sleeping. he traced your features through the phone with a loving sigh and quickly stuffed it back to his pocket. he whistled a small tune under his breath on his way back home, his thoughts filled with you.

suna walked inside his apartment, shrugging his shoulders to loosen the tight muscles. he groaned in annoyance when his shoes got stuck on his foot but quickly shook it off. the moment he was in his bedroom, he removed his shirt and plopped down on the bed, opening his phone again.

in his phone, there was a whole album of you. sleeping, eating, at the gym, when you were at the library. suna also opened one of the files in his phone as sounds of you breathing when you were sleeping echoed in the room.

a small moan escaped the phone, suna’s eyes shining slyly at the sound. oh how he wants to hear it in person. he wants to hear every lovely sound you can make. he wants to know everything about you.

what type of weather do you like? do you like cereal at night like him? do you have a special place for cats in your heart like he does? do you hate heat like him? and do you like getting fucked so hard the only thing you can do is scream?

suna sighed at the last thought as rapid images of what you would look like popped in his head. would you look pouty? would you cry? would you be quiet and shy? or would you moan like a bitch in heat?

the familiar twitch in his sweats made suna antsy. a hand drifted to his pants to palm himself through the cloth.

suna massaged his hardening cock through his pants, letting out sighs as he did so. your soft breathing from the phone was making him harder. he imagined you beside him, sleeping. looking so innocent and safe from all the vile things of the world. safe with him.

your plump lips curled into a small pout as your brows furrows while you dream then waking up, needy for him. suna groaned and swiftly tugged his sweats and boxers off him. he spat on his hand, hissing when he started stroking his thick cock. drifting to the sensitive head of his cock, he massaged it with the slick spit as it ooze out pre-cum.

he quickly coated his digits with the precum and slicked his twitching cock with it for the smooth friction he was craving. he panted at the feeling when he tightened his grip on his dick, trying to imagine your tight wet pussy instead.

“s-shit, baby... feels so good’“ he slurred, closing his eyes to focus on the feeling of the tight grip, stroking himself to a slow rhythm. in his mind, he can see your pretty face.

he can imagine you on top of him, rolling your hips slowly to not overstimulate yourself with his large cock inside of you. suna licked his lips, a small smirk appearing on his face as he imagined the cute little noises you made when you tried to fit him in you.

his thick cock hitting so deeply inside you but oh how you like it, you slut. you’d look so gorgeous, moaning on top of him, hands on his chest whilst you ride him.

“r-rintarou” he can hear your lewd voice calling out, your breath getting heavier with each stroke of his cock, dragging in your tight wet walls. your big doe eyes filled with tears as you look down at him, trying to get some help from him to fuck you good already.

he cursed when he felt a familiar band trying to snap in his lower stomach, his hand getting faster. wet slapping sounds echoed in the room along with your soft breathing on his phone. his violent and aggressive movements were getting him closer to his release.

this is how he wants it to be. him fucking you so violently making you cry, hands gripping you tight that your pretty skin would bloom with violets and blue.

he can already see it, how your tongue will roll out your pretty lips whilst you get fucked so hard that all you can do is lay and scream for him, your soulmate. your other half. you belong to him.

“ha-ah-!” suna groaned deeply when his release hit him, thick warm cum hit his clenching abs as the spiraling pleasure made him shiver. his hand pumping his dick fast to ride his orgasm, his chest heaving deep pants. the male gulped down, trying to wet his dry throat as he slowly calmed down. lazy yellow eyes stared up in the white ceiling of his bed.

he needs you. he wants to feel you. he wants to be with you. now.

you sighed as you walked home to your apartment, it has been a week since your crazy soulmate tried to bother you in accepting him and it was making you jumpy. his eyes just showed so much when you last saw him that it made you paranoid with every movement that was happening around you.

you entered your room, exhaling a deep breath of relief as you felt the warm air of your safe home. it was nice to be in your apartment again. no one to bother you. safe from the crazy man that suddenly stopped messing with you.

after shrugging off your coat, you enter your kitchen to get a glass of water. all the overthinking about the mess that fate got you into was making your head hurt. as you greedily gulped down the water to soothe your dry throat, a movement from the dark living room made you choke on it.

“shit” you cursed and looked at the wet floor. you put the glass down and looked at the dark living room, trying to catch any movement. you then quietly went to the knives beside you and grabbed one, walking cautiously through the room. you flickered the lights on, ready to strike if something attacked you, but as the lights went on, you sighed in relief when you saw no one.

you let your hand drop beside you, rolling your eyes at yourself at the paranoia. you cursed the man that did this. now you were overthinking stuff and seeing shadows.

when you were about to turn around, a large hand covered your mouth and tightly gripped your wrist that held the knife, making it clunk to the floor as you screamed but the hand muffled it.

“stop fuckin moving already.. you’re gonna just tire yourself” the familiar voice made your body stiff, your blood went cold. crying against his hand when you felt his lips touch your ear, teeth grazing it.

“you’re so pretty” he cooed, his voice heavy and slow. tears pricked your eyes as you struggled against his hold but the tall man was obviously stronger than you being an athlete. you tried to stomp on his feet but the man nudged you forward with his weight as you two tumbled into the couch.

you can feel the vibration of his chuckle as his chest was against your back. you heard him sigh and a small grind on your ass was enough to make you feel disgusted and dirty.

“i apologize for this next action, (y/n)” suna muttered beside your eyes and he leaned back, quickly turning you around. before you could even scream, pain blossomed on your cheek. your vision turned blurry at the impact, dizzy.

this motherfucker just punched you. you faced him again and spat the blood on his face, your lip busted as well. “f-fuck you!”

suna growled at your actions but quickly smirked, wiping away the bloody spit on his eye while he held you down.

“a tough one~ i like that” he whispered and you could feel a hard nudge on your inner thigh making you grimace. this man was fucked up... he just got hard from punching you and you fighting back-

suna smirking down at you was the last thing you remember then everything went dark.

the room was cold. and your limbs ached with each movement you did. you opened your eyes and panic hit you when you couldn’t see anything. you tried to call out but there was a gag on your mouth.

you cried through the gag, you cursed everything. you hate fate for getting you into this mess. you curse soulmates bonds, you were right. soulmates are a bunch of bullshit. just look at where that ended you up in. most importantly, you hate him. if you can, you’ll kill him on the spot.

the fucking psychopath. your soulmate.

you bit the cloth on your mouth as the binds on your eyes got wet from the tears that escaped from your eyes. your feelings were a mess and all you could feel is anger, shame, and dread.

“oh, you’re awake. that’s good. i thought i hit you harder than i intended to, thank god that you’re okay” you heard the familiar voice that you loathe. you growled through your gag but suna could only laugh at your pathetic attempt of dominance when you’re gagged, blindfolded, and tied to the bed.

“now now, no need for that. we want to get along, don’t we” he muttered, walking closer to you and sat on the bed, beside you.

you flinched when you felt his weight beside you and his hands caressed your cheek. you whimpered at the dull pain when he touches your cheek. this fucker touched where he punched you--

“that looked like it’ll bruise” you growled again at his words. you wanted to scream at him. hit him. make him feel the pain of what he did to you.

your fussing about stopped and you stiffened when you felt him shift on top of you, going in between your legs. you tried to close your legs but his hands were faster than you.

he maneuvered you like a doll he owns, fixing you into a position he liked. suna gazed at your tied-up body, his cock already starting to harden in his pants. he wants to touch you already.

his hand went up and tugged your blindfold as he smiled at your dazed look that changed to a mean one. suna chuckled at your spirit. it was making him excited.

“you’re too cute, love” he muttered, leaning closer to your neck and nuzzled into you, taking in your scent loudly making you flinch in dread.

“you smell so sweet,” he said against your neck, an unconscious shiver running up your body. suna smirked when he felt it and continued to nuzzle his face in your neck. his hands touching and groping your body while you growled through the gag but he barely even paid attention to it, too caught up at the feeling of finally touching you and being with you.

“i wanna taste you~” he whispered lewdly, looking deep into your eyes with a smirk. your eyes widened at his words and mustered up all the strength you had and hit his head against yours.

you were disoriented after it but it was worth it when you heard his curse as he leaned away. your forehead was red you were sure and it’ll bruise with how hard his head was.

“you bitch-!” your moment of victory was cut off when large hands wrapped around your neck, squeezing it. you choked, wriggling around to get away from suna but he leaned all his weight on top of you.

he glared down at you, watching with sick satisfaction when your eyes slowly fluttered close and your struggling gradually ceased. suna can snap your neck right now if he wants to. the power he has over you almost made him drool, his cock twitching excitedly in his pants.

he let your neck go, heart beating fast when he saw finger marks on your neck, the shape of his hands on your skin. he watched you cough and try to inhale air, desperately.

suna then grasped your chin in a tight hold and turned you to face him, making your dazed eyes look up at him, “do that again and i’ll make you bleed.”

he let your chin go harshly and climbed off you, going out of the room. you gulped and intake the precious air, looking at the door with fear and anger.

being with suna was an absolute nightmare. you don’t know how long it has been since the psycho kidnapped you and it was agitating. you fought back but suna liked it because it gave him the excuse to hurt you. you knew this but you just can’t give him the satisfaction he craved of you submitting to him.

your body was slumped into the bed whilst you cried as suna ate you out. his fingers pumping viciously in and out of you, tongue lapping on your swollen clit. he denied you 4 orgasms already and your body was so sensitive from it.

“just fucking accept this already!” suna growled against your pussy, the vibrations sending violent shivers in your body. you writhe and keened, your body in his mercy.

you shook your head, tears streaming down your red and bruised cheeks. your neck was decorated with purple and red, bite marks and fingerprints alike. your wrists red and raw from the rope he used on you constantly.

“n-no!”

suna rolled his eyes at your disobedience but let you be. he knows you’ll be his good girl sooner or later. he just has to try harder, he guesses.

he sucked on your clit messily, tonguing your wetness. his fingers caressing your walls as he hit your g-spot making you arch your back. suna smirked and continued his ministrations, ignoring your pleading to let you cum already.

he felt your walls clenching on his fingers as he stopped altogether making you cry in desperation. suna leaned on his feet, admiring the way your body tried to hump him to get the satisfaction of cumming.

your body is so beautiful. before it was pristine and void of any marks and flaws but now your skin was decorated with purple and red courtesy of his love for you.

“you really wanna do this, (y/n)? you rather be a bad girl than be my precious girl?” suna tried to reason with you, his tone was as if he was talking to a child. you scowled at him, “fuck you, asshole!”

suna’s eyes turned dark at it. one thing he can’t tolerate was you saying such crude and bad words. he raised his hand and slapped you, the force of it made you turn to the side as you gasped at the pain.

blood dripped from your nose. suna then grabbed your cheeks, squeezing. he glared down at you. “when will you learn... and here i thought you were smarter than that”

you cried at the pain of his grip on your face and the sting of his slap was still there as his fingers pressed down to the bruises you had on your face. he shook your head, growling, “what do you say when you do something wrong”

he continued to shake you, your aching limbs hurt at the violent movements. you whimpered and unconsciously replied, “i’m sorry-!”

suna stopped and removed his hands from you. you looked up at him with teary eyes and saw him smiling softly at you. his mood swings were scary. you don’t really know what type of suna you’ll get before it’s too late...

“atta girl...” he muttered and started to remove his pants. you panicked at his actions and tried to move away but the painful slap on your thigh was enough to make you stop.

“now, let me fuck you”

suna grabbed your ankle and pulled you down on the bed further, closer to him. he pumped his cock at the sight of you, so pretty and crying

“rintarou please-! d-don’t!” you cried, feeling so helpless and all your fire from earlier and the past days gone. the dark-haired male grinned at your sobbing and fussing about.

“tsk. be a good girl, (y/n). just accept it.” he leaned closer to you, whispering against your wobbly lips. his dark yellow eyes stared straight into yours, lust swirling around his orbs. your body shook in fear and a small cry leaving your swollen lips.

in one swift movement, suna entered you. he captured your lips, muffling your screams because of him suddenly entering you. the wet squishing noises were triggering your tears. you felt disgusted with yourself that you were enjoying the stretch and the feeling of being filled up by this psycho.

maybe in another world where you two have met differently. a perfect world where things weren’t complicated. if you two worked it out and things were different then maybe you’ve actually loved him and accepted him as your soulmate. but not in this world. not now.

you cried when suna started moving, hitting your g-spot with every thrust. your body arched on the bed, feeling the pleasure. suna panted above you, arms caging you and his muscles contracting with every movement he does.

suna cursed at the feeling, it felt so good. you feel so good. your wet and squishy walls sucking him so eagerly. the lewd sounds of your wetness and his constant thrusting was making him more excited.

he stopped for a moment, pulling out from your pussy to put you in all fours and then entered you again when he moved you the way he likes. suna groaned, fucking deep into you. his tip grazing your cervix making you squeal. you can feel your orgasm coming faster because of the orgasms suna denied you earlier. you sobbed, hips unconsciously thrusting back to his dick.

the male chuckled breathily, sneaking a hand between your legs to play with your swollen clit. you choked on a moan when you felt him massaging your clit. you let your head plop down to the mattress, arms wobbly, and all you could do was moan as your body jerking at the pleasure suna was giving you.

“oh honey, you should see how slutty your body gets when i’m fucking you” he snickered behind you, hips never relenting with his fast and hard thrusts.

you felt tears trail down your bruised cheeks, you don’t know if it’s because of the shame you felt earlier or the pleasure. the fast circles suna gave your clit made you whine and moan as you felt your orgasm wash over you.

you howled at the satisfying feeling of the violent orgasm, finally cumming after the torture of not coming four times earlier. suna smirked at the way your body convulsed beneath him.

the unwavering fucking from behind was sending you to overstimulation and suna’s fingers still rubbed down your sensitive clit. you whined and keened, drool slipping past your lips.

“so fucked out” suna muttered and bent to lean against your back, his dick twitching in your wet walls. he then angled his thrust differently making you gasp.

he leaned back again, staring at your sweaty discolored back, from his bites from the past fun times you two had, and the way you leaned against the pillows as your pretty face contorting into a fucked out expression, so lewd.

a large hand trailed down to the back of your neck, grabbing it and letting you lean against suna’s chest. his hand then wrapped around your dainty neck, squeezing, as he felt the vibrations of your moans.

“pretty baby~”

his other hand gripped your hips, stilling your wiggling around as he fucked into your harder at the newly changed angle. you whimpered at the way his thick cock reached so deep into you.

suna moaned beside your ear, hips slowly losing his rhythm as he chased his own orgasm. his self-control snapping into something greedy and feral. he ignored your cries and fucked you so he can finally cum.

the way he used you wasn’t supposed to feel this good. although he didn’t have any intention to make you feel good, the way his dick stuffed your full and the way his thickness stretched you was made you feel the familiar band in your stomach trying to snap once again.

he unconsciously squeezed your neck, breath heavy, when he felt his orgasm getting closer. he growled, thrusting sloppily in you, the sounds of your wetness echoed in the room along with your broken moans and rasps. you can feel him twitching inside you sending you into another orgasm.

you screamed, body arching against suna. the way your pussy squeezed him and the feeling of you cumming again triggered his own. suna moaned, painting your insides with his cum as he rode his orgasm, ignoring your whining.

he panted, removing his hold on you and letting you hit and slump unto the bed. you whined at the action. suna pulled out of you as he admired the way your pussy was filled with his cum, dripping down to your thighs and down to the sheets. he licked his lips at the sight and leaned closer to you as if he was lured in.

you gasped and cried when you felt his tongue wiggling around your sensitive pussy. you squeezed your eyes close tightly, body shivering at the overstimulation but suna barely paid any attention to you. he only wanted to satisfy his desires.

you gazed at the plain ceiling, dully. the soft breathing of the insane male beside you was making you grimace. he just finished fucking you or what he calls, “soulmate bonding time” but all he did was make you cry.

the sun was up and it was probably noon now but suna normally sleeps in and today was no exception. the phone beside suna’s side on the table started buzzing, circling a little because of the vibration. you heard suna groaned, always the light sleeper. you quickly closed your eyes and hid your face in the covers and pillows.

you felt the male shifting and after a while, he started talking in his annoyingly attractive deep voice. sleep taking a toll in his vocal cords making it all husky. you internally cursed the soulmate bond trying to make you see him in another light or some bullshit like that.

“hey, what’s up?”

you continued to listen to the one-sided conversation as you pretend to be asleep. your heart skipped a beat when you heard suna’s words.

“yeah, come over. i’ll introduce you to her”

your body stiffened but tried to relax. maybe this was your chance to expose him. you have to try something, you can’t keep letting him do these things to you...

a soft sleepy groan, the sound someone makes when they stretch, rung inside the quiet room. the covers shifted a bit and a disgustingly familiar body heat hit your skin as two large hands caressed your skin.

“baby? i’m gonna introduce you to my friends, that’s okay right? it’s time i show off my pretty baby~” you heard him coo. you bit your lip, how can this man act like your relationship with him is normal... you then became painfully aware of the bruises and scars on your body making you self-conscious as you tried to make yourself smaller.

“they’ll see all of these” he whispered sweetly with a dazed look on his eyes as he traced the marks that were in purple-y and reddish hues that it was too nauseating to look at but suna thought it was so beautiful on you.

suna spent all afternoon dolling you up, fixing your short dress that shows every mark he gave you. your eyes looked at your reflection. you teared up at the sight. you didn’t look like yourself anymore...

tired eyes that sagged with dark bags under it. a deep purple bruise on your cheek. your bottom lip was cut from suna’s slap, neck decorated with hickeys and fingerprints, skin discolored.

the man behind you started whistling the godforsaken tune he always sang under his breath as he combed your hair. after fixing your hair, he let his hands down on your shoulders and looked at you through the mirror.

“ain’t you a pretty little thing...” he muttered, admiring you. you let your gaze shift down to your lap as the male carried you to the living room.

“now behave.” his word was final as always. do not question it nor do you go against it. or he’ll hurt you... again and again...

a loud voice cut through the quiet atmosphere in the apartment and impatient knocks was heard. “suna! open the damn door, already!”

the dark-haired male sighed and went to the door. your heart started beating a little too fast. when his guests see you, or your state, you’ll get away from here... or maybe he’ll hurt them too... you shook your head. trying to stay positive so you can get out of this hellhole.

a tall man with golden dyed locks entered the room along with someone who looked similar to him though their hair was different. honey brown eyes lock with your tired ones, you were hopeful when you saw the confusion in his eyes.

the man looked back to suna who stood next to him, you knew you were saved when the two identical men glared at him but then they started talking--

“geez! here i thought you’ll be gentler now that you met your soulmate!”

“suna? gentle? like hell. now where’s the food. you promised me food, suna”

your eyes got teary as you suppressed a gasp. of course, his friends were as insane as he was.

the golden haired male then smiled at you like there was nothing wrong. like he doesn’t see all the fucking bruises on your body, “hey, darlin’~ suna’s been beating you, huh? were you misbehaving~?”

suna growled at the man and shoved him, “shut the fuck up, atsumu” the two started bickering like everything was normal as they ignored you...

you sniffled and turned to the light nudged from your side, you looked at the other male that entered the apartment. the man offered you some pudding as a spoon was hanging from his lips. “you look like you need it, miss” he said, his face unfazed.

you took the pudding with shaking hands and lowered your head as the three men walked around the room, conversing with each other.

maybe, suna’s right... life would be easier if you just accepted him. you were stuck with him now and always and his name on your skin will forever be the reminder of that.

fate has a weird way of pairing people up and you can’t do anything about it.

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solarisensun · 3 years

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haha thay ushijima piece is... brilliant. can i get the same popular!reader and yandere suna rintarou?

ofc <3 sorry this took so long!! I hope you’ll like it

Warnings: Yandere Suna, toxic relationship, dub/noncon, smoking

Every now and then, you seem to forget.

Maybe your ditzy brain can’t understand it well, or maybe Suna just has to remind you again.

Remind you that you’re his girlfriend. The men ogling at your exposed thighs or the flash of skin that peeks when your tank top rides upwards? They are lustful beasts, dying to sink their dirtied fingers into your flesh and lick your juices off bruised knuckles.

He looks at you, kneeling petitely at his feet, trembling hands crossed over your lap and bright innocent eyes as wide as the moon. If it were any other day, he’d feel better. But you’re dressed like the perfect whore aren’t you?

The tight short dress he’s never even seen in your wardrobe, silk and lace barely covering just the right places yet leaving onlookers craving for more. He bets that you aren’t wearing a bra, if he yanked the hem of your dress down would your breasts come spilling out?

“Why are you dressed like this?” He asks, taking a deep drag of his cigarette.

You wince when his finger tilts your chin up, forcing you to look at him squarely in the eye as smoke curls from his nose.

“I-I told you about the birthday party.”

Suna cocks his head, letting the silence fester until it grows uncomfortable and your chin trembles in his palm.

“And were you supposed to be the gift?”

Your bottom lip juts out, “No! You said you’d let me go!”

Suna hisses in quiet laughter, pinching the cigarette between his thumb and finger as he takes another deep inhale. “We seem to be miscommunicating a lot these days. And I hate it when people try to take what’s mine.”

“I can’t control who tries to talk to me.” You pout, dainty fingers inching towards his feet.

Sneaky minx. You know him well enough that Suna can hardly stay mad at you when all you have to do is bat those lashes and let your silver tongue run wild, he supposes it’s partly his fault that you’re utterly spoilt rotten to the core.

“Don’t play that card now.” Suna rasps with a narrow of his eyes. “You like it when I get mad don’t you? Like it when I come back from beating another poor boy to a bloody mess and fuck you silly.”

“...no”

It’s pathetic how you don’t even hide the way your legs squeeze together at his words.

Suna clicks his tongue, snubbing his cigarette out on the table.

“I’m sorry Rin.” You whine, crawling closer until both your hands are resting on his inner thighs, warm breath ghosting over the growing bulge in his pants. “I promise I won’t do it again.”

“You said that last time and here we are again.” He sneers. “You can’t help yourself can you? Just a slutty cockwhore ready to open her legs for the next man that smiles at you.”

“No,” You shake your head.

“Show me then.” Suna hums, threading his large hand in your hair and yanking your head back with a dark dangerous glint in his eyes. “Put that mouth of yours to good use.”

He holds you down firmly at the base of his length even when you begin to choke and splutter, frantic fingers scratching red lines down the side of his thighs. “Good girl,” He snarls, cock twitching in your warm mouth. “Breathe through your nose hmm? Gonna cum in your pretty mouth.” Suna says breathlessly over your gagging noises as his hips jerk forward.

“And after I come,” His breath stutters a little, watching the way you're helplessly writhing in his grip. The heady rush of lust and power flooding his veins when your wet lashes flutter in desperation.

“We’ll go pay the birthday boy a visit.”

#hq thirsts #thirst hours #haikyuu smut #suna x reader #suna rintaro x reader #yandere haikyuu #🍳. rintaro

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iwajima · 4 years

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stuck with me (suna rintarou x f!reader)

KINKTOBER 2020 DAY 2

summary: Suna is obsessed with you. Anything you do turns him on.

a/n: Uhm… I accidentally wrote squirting into this even tho it was meant for another day, i’ll change the daishou&kuroo day...

warnings: yandere!suna, somnophilia, smut/nsfw 18+ dubcon, predatory behavior, abusive relationship...lowkey..., creampie, squirting.

word count: 2.6k

He could feel his blood pump faster. The more he looked at how vulnerable and innocent you looked, fast asleep on his couch, the more enraptured he grew. He sure was lucky you were his. Suna met you in his third year of highschool, you had transferred schools and finding friends was hard for you. Your timidness and naivety was what drew him to you. You were always alone, found in hidden places.

Suna first saw you when you sat in the bleachers, watching the inarizaki team practice late after school. You looked so intrigued by it, the absolute talent and skill had you looking in awe. He wondered what you were doing there, late at night when everyone had already gone home. He doubts any of his teammates knew who you were, he barely even recognizes your face, so who were you? Every night practice was on, you were always there, watching with full attention.

It was late after practice, he and Atsumu were left to pack up due to their constant chattering and bickering. Suna finds you on your phone when he leaves the gym, looking worried at the screen. You were nervously biting your lip, you looked like you were contemplating something, and the tiny hint of fear on your face made him strangely worry for you. He stops in his tracks, curiosity drawing him closer to you.

“Oi Suna-” Atsumu pauses when he sees that his teammate wasn’t by his side and smirks when he sees him walking towards you.

Atsumu looks at you, a brow rising at your unfamiliar face. He was surprised by the fact that Suna was approaching you, he wouldn’t have pegged him to be the type to confront girls. Without warning, your phone was taken from your hands. Your eyes widened, cheeks heating up when you see who was looking at your texts.

“H-hey! Give it back!” You pleaded, jumping around to reach the height of his hand high above.

“Mm..?” His eyes squint at the brightness of your screen as he reads the conversation.

Chisaki

Oi ___, why don’t you come meet me after school tomorrow, I promise it would be fun.

____

No, I can’t. I have to study for the upcoming exams.

Chisaki

The one in five months? Oh come on now. I’m sure you can spare time for me, You don’t want everyone to know what you did, now did you?

Suna furrows his brows in curiosity at his text. What did he mean by what you did? Was it really that bad that you looked terrified by it? Before he could read the rest, your phone was snatched from his grasp. He turns his head to Atsumu, glaring at him.

“Now, now Suna, that wasn’t very nice.” He says playfully.

Atsumu politely smiles at you, returning your phone to you. You shyly mutter a thank you. You were beyond embarrassed. How could he do that shamelessly, acting like the phone belonged to him? You couldn’t bear being with the two strangers for another second, so you turn your heels and start rushing home. Before you could even go far, Atsumu catches up to you, blocking your path as he towers over you.

“Where are you going little bird?” His smile was far from genuine, it had a sinister undertone that made you feel uncomfortable, you knew something didn’t feel right.

“Oi.”

Suna knew what he was doing. He was trying to prey on you, to add you to his sick little list of girl’s he’s been with. Now that he was captain, his ego grew even more and so did his reputation. All the attention made him believe he could get what he wanted, even his brother was irked by him. Before Atsumu could twirl a strand of your hair around his finger, Suna roughly grabs his wrist, sending him daggers. Atsumu smirks at his action, they both knew it was going to be a competition. He snatches his wrist back and scoffs before returning his attention to you.

“You sure are pretty. I’ve never seen you before, you must be new. What were you doing all alone late at night hm? It’s pretty dangerous you know. Why don’t you come find me tomorrow? I’ll be your new friend.” He winks at you, testing Suna’s patience as he inches closer to you.

You were frozen. It took you a while to realize what was happening. You were being surrounded by two of the Inarizaki volleyball players, you were beyond intimidated. If you were to run, you couldn’t have. Suna had blocked your path from behind while Atsumu blocked the path in front of you. They were close enough that you could feel their heat radiating from their bodies, your senses were put on alert mode that you couldn’t think of anything to do.

“That’s enough.” Suna says sternly, eyes never leaving Atsumu.

Atsumu was visibly enjoying this. The way you bit your lip to the way you tried your best to avoid eye contact. Suna would never admit it, but so did he. He could almost feel you shake in fear against him. He wonders how scared you could get to make him break his character and unleash the unrestrained monster inside of him.

After that interaction, you spent more time with the third year volleyball players. Suna was strangely social, his team noticed, only when he’s with you though, they’ve never seen him like that. Whenever you came to practice, he’d greet you, gave you food and sat with you for a while to have a pleasant conversation before practice starts. He was unusually… mellow, but his friends were glad that at least one person was able to make him softer.

Atsumu didn’t stop with his flirting, chased after you and was constantly around you when you’re not with Suna whether it be before school, during or after, he was always in your company. He was persistent for sure, constantly trying to woo you with gifts, buying you flowers and insisting that he takes you out every once in a while. You mistook this for interest, not knowing that he just wanted to have the first taste. Suna was absolutely furious when he saw you marked up by his filthy mouth and hands. It was like he had defiled and ruined what was his to indulge in. He knew he shouldn’t have waited too long and let Atsumu be around you, you were after all so naive and weak, a bastard like Atsumu could easily manipulate you into sleeping with them.

It took extreme control for him to not kill Atsumu. Atsumu had never seen his teammate like this, absolutely furious, eyes wide in anger as words that stung like his punches escaped his mouth. Atsumu had to beg for him to stop, and to him it was the most embarrassing thing he did. Yielding. Losing. Especially to Suna.

When the team hears that Atsumu is out of commission for a while, they were absolutely bewildered. They all stared in shock when they came to visit him. Who could have beaten him so bad that he didn’t even say a single word. If something like this were to happen, he would bitch continuously until the team would cut their own ears off. Even Osamu didn’t know, he was worried but a part of him kind of liked seeing his brother get what he deserved. Atsumu didn’t dare look at Suna in the eyes, he would scurry away whenever he was within his vicinity.

Instead of being furious with you for being so stupid, Suna embrasses you in a tight hug, hand stroking your hair gingerly, leaving you confused by his sudden affection. He keeps his face nuzzled into your neck, savouring each breath he takes as he inhales your scent. You smelled divine to him. He wanted to keep you all to himself, and he did.

Wherever you went, whatever you did, Suna had to be there, at the very least had to know every single thing you did if you were out alone, which were on very rare occasions. You wished you could go to the supermarket without him coming, but hey, he was protecting you and making sure you were safe right? He didn’t even let you attend college, get your license or get your own job, he insisted he could provide for both of you. And you agreed. Because he loves you, right? You didn’t have any friends, just like your highschool self. But Suna is all you need… right?

You once tried to sneak out, in hopes that you could step outside without his company just to breathe the fresh air. When he sees you reach for the doorknob, he asks you where you were going, the way he said it made you immediately run back to him, swearing that you were just going to clean it.

He punished you by fucking you into your shared mattress all night, by the end of it you were tear-stained and comepletely tired, body unable to move a single inch. He has you wrapped around his finger, a part of you absolutely adored him, he was kind to you, loving, for the most part. But whenever you see his other side, you wished you had never stepped into that gym.

Suna trails a finger from your ankle to your hip. You were wearing a thin silky night dress and he could see your perked nipples through the fabric. He couldn’t control himself. He carefully carries you, trying his best not to wake you up, before he places you on your soft shared bed.

He just wanted to see how you would react if you were to wake up with his cock inside of you. Would you panic or would you smile up at him in adoration like you always do when he thrusts into your little cunny?

His hands run up on the side of your hips, pulling the skimpy dress above your breasts. He latches his mouth to your nipple, making you squirm in your sleep. Your soft skin was being touched all over by his calloused hands. A finger hooks itself to your panties before pulling them off smooth legs.The pads of his fingers run up along your wet slit, collecting the juices to cover your clit with it as he massages tight circles against it.

You were moaning, but you were still unconscious. He wasted no time in spreading your legs and lips before moving his mouth to your bundle of nerves. His tongue was pressed harshly on your clit before they prodded your entrance and sank it into your tight cunt.

The sound of wetness bounced off the walls, the fact that he made you so wet, especially in your sleep, made his head feel dizzy again. He brings his tongue back up to your clit, swirling around it before sucking on the sensitive spot. He inserts a finger followed by another, in order to stretch you out for his cock. Although he would love to just immediately delve into your cunt, he wanted to be gentler with you since you had been such a good girl for him all week.

No matter how many times he fucked you, you were still as innocent and shy as you were in highschool. And he loved that about you. A hand slithers itself back up to your tit, pinching and rubbing the sensitive nipple around his fingers. When he feels your hole tighten around his fingers, he thrusts his fingers faster into your cunt, massaging the spongy spot over and over again, sucking harshly on your nub until you finally come, your juices gushing out of you. He really made you squirt in your sleep.

You moaned, blinking your eyes to adjust to the light as you raise your head, to see Suna covered in wetness between your thighs. He was licking up every drop, making your face heat up at the sight, He made you cum in your sleep.

“R-rintarou…” you say sleepily.

He laughs, “I know baby.”

He moves to hover above you, kissing your forehead before caressing your body. Your eyes were still hazed with fatigue. You looked so adorable, confused and tired. He shushes you, urging you to fall back asleep and let him take care of your body. You oblige, softly apologizing that you were too tired to please him.

He strokes his cock a few times before pushing his tip up and down your slit, the feeling of your arousal coating his dick making him even harder. He plays with your cunny, slapping your clit a few times with his head before finally sinking into your pussy. He didn’t waste time and immediately bottoms out, grunting at the feeling of your warm walls clamping down on him. You were still in and out of sleep, but you felt like your entire body was on fire.

He starts off slow, relishing the feeling of his cock dragging along your walls. He picks up the pace as he grows impatient to catch his release. His mouth encases your nipple in warmth, sucking and licking it, feeling the nub harden again.The sounds of skin slapping fills his ears as his mouth squelches from your wet nipple.

You were both moaning, not caring if your neighbours heard you. He was sure they’d enjoy your sweet moans, they probably jacked off to the idea of his precious little ___ being fucked nice and good. After all, Suna knew your neighbours because they were in his volleyball team.

Your wetness begins to soak the sheets under you. Normally Suna would try to minimize the amount of mess when the two of you fuck, but after you squirting all over his face and torso, he couldn’t hold back, he needed you to do it again. He circles your clit once again with harsh figure eight’s as his mouth continues to lap at your tits, adding vibration as he moans around them.

He feels your walls begin to spasm, increasing his speed to help you reach your high. Your walls hug his cock tightly, as you release warm juices around his length, spraying his lower torso, balls and thighs. You moaned loudly when he continues to fuck your sensitive cunt, overstimulating you.

You were fully awake by now, it was impossible to fall asleep when Suna was fucking you this good. His eyes were glued onto your bouncing tits, he was fucking you so hard and fast that the headboard slammed against the walls.

“Rintarou...p-please cum i-in me!” you choke out, you could feel another release coming and it was coming hard.

“Fuck- i’m gonna fuck my cum into you until you have a little cumtum, would you like that?” He kisses you before licking your neck and leaving a few bites.

“Y-yes please! I-i wanna be full o-of your cum Rintarou!” You whine.

His trusts grow sloppy before he pushes his head against your cervix, releasing his cum into your womb as your cunt spasms again and squirts all over his lower half. He keeps his cock in you, not wasting a drop of sperm.

He sighs and proceeds to take out his cock out of your spent walls. He looks down at your pussy, laughing when a thought pops into his head, thinking you look like a custard donut. His eyes stared at the mess you made, the sheets were drenched and so was he.

“Fuck ___… look at what your little cunny did, aren’t you embarrassed?” he teases.

Your cheeks blush when you see how much you squirt, curling into yourself to hide your body as you feel slight shame. Suna smirks down at you, before leaving your face with kisses that made you squirm. He gets up to turn off the lights and returns to you, not bothering to clean the bed. He spreads your arms and legs again before nuzzling into you and laying on your fatigued body.

As thoughts pass by in his head, he remembers the first moment he interacted with you. He never found out about what that guy wanted from you and what you did.

#haikyuu imagine #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #suna rintaro x reader #suna rintarou x reader #suna rintaro smut #suna rintarou smut #haikyuu kinktober #kinktober hq #haikyuu kinktober 2020 #tw: dubcon #tw: yandere

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sugamamacustard · 3 years

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🍢 🍡 (A/B/O) Menu 🍡🍢

My A/B/O verse ↦ Here! My rules ↦ Here!

Appetizer (🍚)= Angst Dessert (🍪)= Fluff Breakfast (🥞) = Social media! AU Lunch (🍙) = non-specified AU! (Other than social media; Mafia! Werewolf/vampire!, angel/demon!, etc) Supper (🍘)= Smut/ NSFW Happy hour (🍸) = Yandere Specials (🍮)= My personal favorites 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 Order up!

↳Reach so high ( 🍪)

Summary: You’re used to the world around you not being kind to the vertically impaired, but you and you’re alpha get through it.

Ingredients: Alpha! Tendo Satori, Alpha! Nishinoya Yu

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Sweet Little Chick ( 🍸, 🍙(Mafia! AU))

Summary: The Karasuno Crows fell to the will of one person and one person alone. You were expected to do the same to the mama crow.

Ingredients: Alpha! Mafia boss! Sugawara Koushi

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN-- But Reader ends up in a dress and thigh highs, so take as you will)

↳ Come see me ( 🍚, 🍪, 🍮 )

Summary: Being a manager for Nekoma was a thankless job, but one you were proud to do. You were surrounded by alphas who wanted what was best for you and in turn, you wanted what was best for them. However, sometimes what’s best for them…may not be best for you or your omega.

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Knock me out ( 🍪)

Summary: When your omega demands to see your alpha, you can’t help but oblige, but unfortunately, someone else see’s you before he does.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Fire man ( 🍘 )

Summary: Your heat hits unexpectedly and it’s up to your alpha to help you through it. How is he doing it?

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo, Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Kotaro Bokuto

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Double Trouble ( 🍪)

Summary: Inarizaki is known for many things above the surface, but only few know what great treasure lies deep within the pack.

Ingredients: Alpha! Osamu Miya, Alpha! Atsumu Miya

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Level Headed ( 🍪, 🍘, 🍮 )

Summary: Betas were known for one thing and your alpha loved you all the more for it. So he shows you his gratitude.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi

Serving: Beta! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Please don’t let me go ( 🍚, 🍪 , 🍘 , 🍙 (Shifter! AU))

Summary: You were excited when the other packs joined yours, even finding solace in one of the alphas of one, but suddenly, you weren’t needed. Wanted. Not what he desired. And that hurt. So you do the only thing you can think of. Try to find someone who will comfort your poor omega heart.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kuroo Tetsuro

Serving: Omega! Reader (Pretty GN, but I said the word c*nt, so take it as you will)

↳ Please don’t let me go (Part 2!) ( 🍪 , 🍙 (Shifter! AU))

Summary: Thanks to Kuroo, your place in the pack has been cemented. But what made it waver in the first place? How can the rest of the pack change what has already happened.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kuroo Tetsuro

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Feral animal ( 🍪, 🍮 )

Summary: You just wanted to get the boys to practice on time. You weren’t prepared to deal with this. Good thing you had a guardian angel- or should we say, dog.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kentarou Kyoutani

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ One more time ( 🍪, 🍮 )

Summary: You loved your small little family, but your alpha felt there was something missing.

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN, but a baby is born, so take it as you will)

↳ Puppy ( 🍘, 🍮)

Summary: It wasn’t supposed to hit you as hard as it did, but when your heat came and blindsided you, you were left staggering for a way out. Luckily, your alpha knows you better than anyone else.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kentarou Kyoutani

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳ Two for one special ( 🍪 )

Summary: You weren’t even a manager. You were a medic for the Nekoma team and yet, you still caught they of not one, but two, powerhouse alphas. What could go wrong, right?

Ingredients: Alpha! Satori Tendo, Alpha! Yuu Nishinoya (Poly)

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Rut ( 🍘)

Summary: You and your alpha have been through so much together, but how are the reacting when their rut hits?

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo, Alpha! Atsumu Miya, Alpha! Kiyoomi Sakusa

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Helping hand ( 🍘, 🍙 (Mafia! AU))

Summary: You were always so good for your alpha. There are some things that fall out of your control however, things that may put a wrench in your good behavior.

Ingredients: Alpha! Mob boss! Kenma Kozume

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Spare some? ( 🥞, 🍘 , 🍮)

Summary: You simply ask for Daddy’s Cummies. How are these alphas reacting?

Ingredients: Alpha! Satori Tendo, Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima, Alpha! Kenma Kozume, Alpha! Yu Nishinoya, Alpha Keiji Akaashi

Serving: Omega! Reader

↳ Let me help you ( 🍚, 🍪) (Now with Part 2!)

Summary: Because of unseen circumstances, you drop, and you drop hard. How does your alpha help you/redeem himself?

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi + Part 2 includes Mattsun and Makki.

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ All Mine (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 ) ( 🥞, 🍪, 🍮)

Summary: You alpha sees someone flirting with you, he’s not happy/ This time you see someone flirty with your alpha and your not happy.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi, Alpha! Issei Matsukawa, Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo, Alpha! Osamu Miya, Alpha! Atsumu Miya, Alpha! Suna Rintaro

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ After hours ( 🥞, 🍘)

Summary: Some spicy messages between you and your alpha~

Ingredients: Alpha! Atsumu Miya, Alpha! Osamu Miya, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima, Alpha! Kentaro Kyoutani, Alpha! Rintaro Suna, Alpha! Eita Semi

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Keeping you close ( 🍪, 🍘)

Summary: Your alpha catches some low-bit, pathetic excuse of an alpha trying to get with you and he’s determined to but a stop to it.

Ingredients: Alpha! Rintaro Suna

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN, until the smut)

↳ Lips like Sugar~ ( 🍪, 🍘,🍙(Sugar Daddy! AU))

Summary: Toru Oikawa had no qualms about paying a pretty little thing to hang off his arm, but he expects you to be at his beck and call for the price tag you come with. And if you aren’t? He’ll put you back into your place real quick.

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳ Back me up ( 🍪)

Summary: Pregnancy can bring out both the best, and worst, in any and all alphas, and yours is no exception. Life, however, is unpredictable in every sense and sometimes, the worst and best parts get melded into one– and make you fall in love with your alpha all over again.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kotaro Bokuto, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳Baby, it’s cold outside ( 🍪)

Summary: After waiting for your parents to come pick you up, only for them to never come, you can’t seem to get warm. Lucky, for you, your alpha is there to help you get warm!

Ingredients: Alpha! Takanobu Aone

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳Kiss it Better (🍪)

Summary: You love spending time with your alpha in the kitchen, unfortunately it’s a little bittersweet for him.

Ingredients: Alpha! Osamu Miya

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳Again ( 🍘,🍮 )

Summary: How much can you take before your alpha breaks you?

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳Feed Me ( 🍪,🍮 )

Summary: Some times, people do things because it’s what they think is best. You don’t tell your alpha about some weight gain you’ve noticed, and try taking care of it yourself because of this.

Ingredients: Alpha! Keiji Akaashi, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima, Alpha! Rintaro Suna

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Day and Night (🍘)

Summary: How do you and your gamer alpha spend heats and ruts?

Ingredients: Alpha! Kenma Kozume

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳ Crash Course(🍪)

Summary: The relationship between Iwaizumi and Oikawa is always a confusing one. No one is quite sure what it is and where exactly you fall into it. Well, you guys do and that’s all that matters.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi, Platonic! Alpha! Toru Oikawa

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳✨Intimidating✨(🍪)

Summary: Alpha’s are scary creatures. Going up to them is scary, and honestly, you were never sure you would ever be able to look one in the eye. Unfortunately, your omega was dead set on one particular alpha– one who seemed so much more intimidating than any other alpha you had seen before.

Ingredients: Alpha! Issei Matsukawa, Alpha! Satori Tendou

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳✨Daddy cats✨ (🍪, 🍘)

Summary: What’s life like with not one but two alphas at your beck and call?

Ingredients: Alpha! Kenma Kozume and Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo (Poly)

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN until the smut, then it's fem! Reader)

↳✨Olympic level✨( 🍪)

Summary: Sometimes your air-headed alpha makes you question your sanity. Luckily, you have some back-up to get him back in line.

Ingredients: Alpha! Yu Nishinoya

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN!)

↳Time Bomb ( 🍚,🍮,🍙(Non! A/B/O) )

Summary: Anger is an ugly emotion and can bring out the worst in all of us. Mid-argument, it pushes your boyfriend into dangerous waters, threatening your very relationship. Is your relationship strong enough to survive?

Ingredients: Koushi Sugawara, Wakatoshi Ushijima

Serving: Reader(GN!)

↳Paparazzi ( 🍪)

Summary: Fangirls are nice, yes, however they tend to get in the way of simple things such as passing your classes. You won't take their harrassment laying down though.

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Yuji Terushima, Alpha! Atsumu Miya

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN!)

More to come!

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arsontisticallyinfernal · 2 years

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Request rules

My oneshot/headcanon requesting rules!

Best at

Fluff

Angst

Yandere

Gore

Platonic

Romance

F!reader

M!reader

Gn!reader

X readers

Oneshots

Headcanons

Decent at

Nsfw [if you have any smut requests, go to my side blog made specifically for stuff like that. All rules and boundaries apply there as well.]

Death

Cc X oc

oc x oc

Crossovers

Will not do

Anything related to S/h, S/a, suicide, etc [maybe in the future for spreading awareness.]

Proshipping [Incest, Adult x minor, etc]

Noncon/r@p4

Write weird feitishes

Matchups [maybe in the future]

Cc x cc

Fandoms I write for

Friday night funkin

Five nights at freddy’s [all games]

Disney: Twisted wonderland

Obey me! Shall we date?

Cookie run: Kingdom

Cookie run: Ovenbreak

Wings of fire

Mcyts/dsmp

Market of monsters

The walten files

Genshin impact

Ensemble stars

Arcana twilight

Tfp, tfa and tfrid [transformers]

12k TMNT, ROTTMNT

Haikyuu

Characters I write for

Fnf

Mommy mearest

Daddy dearest

Pico

Skid[platonic]

Pump[platonic]

Lemon demon

Tankman/Captain

Senpai

Fnaf

All characters besides Balloon boy and any of his alternative animatronics, C.c, Elizabeth, etc. Along with the book characters, I won’t write the book characters.

Twst

All characters [platonic only for Cheka and Ortho, romance or platonic only for any other minors]

Obey me

All characters [Platonic only for luke]

Crk + Crob

All characters, it will be platonic for minors.

Wof

The dod

The talons of peace

The jade winglet

Ex queen scarlet

Burn

Blister

Blaze

Jambu

Luna

Cricket

Blue

Swordtail

Sundew

Willow

Wasp

Ruby

Fatespeaker

Smolder

more characters are to come

Mcyts/Dsmp

Nihachu

Jack Manifold

Slimecicle

Others may be added later

Market of monsters

Nita

Kovit

Adair

The walten files

Jack

Rosemary

Felix

Susan

Brian

Genshin impact

All playable characters, platonic only for minors under 14 [Yaoyao, Klee, etc], romantic and platonic only for minors under 18 [Bennett, Collei, Razor, etc]

Ensemble stars

Romantic or Platonic for all characters

Arcana twilight

Arcturus

Sirius

Vega

Pollux

Alpheratz

Spica

Transformers

Only characters from the tfp, tfa and tfrid series

TMNT

No nsfw accepted at all for any characters

12k turtles

12k Casey

ROTTMNT April

ROTTMNT turtles

Sunita

Cassandra

ROTTMNT casey

Haikyuu

Yachi Hitoka

Hinata Shoyo

Kiyoko Shimizu

Kageyama Tobio

Sugawara Koshi

Daichi Sawamura

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

Yu Nishinoya

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Matsukawa Issei

Iwaizumi Haijime

Oikawa Tooru

Yahaba Shigeru

Kyotani Kentaro

Hanamaki Takahiro

Kuroo Tetsuroo

Yaku Morisuke

Kenma Kozume

Lev Haiba

Yamamoto Taketora

Fukunaga Shohei

Bokuto Kotaro

Akaashi Keiji

Konoha Akinori

Tendou Satori

Goshiki Tsutomu

Shirabu Kenjiro

Semi Eita

Kita Shinsuke

Aran Ojiro

Miya Atsumu

Miya Osamu

Suna Rintaro

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Yuji Terushima

Daishou Suguru

Important posts:

Feel free to ask me anything about what else I’d write if it isn’t listed, and feel free to request whenever!

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morallygreyyn · 3 years

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☽𝓻𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼☾

hey! I’m heather and welcome to my anime fantasies! a lot of posts on this blog will have elements of questionable behaviour as I do like to write morally grey people so bear that in mind when requesting a villain or a morally grey character! not much is off limits! all nsfw posts will feature a domme reader and even some sfw posts will have domme reader elements!

will not be accepting requests sent straight through to my dms! only accepting requests that go to my inbox! dms are for chats only! any request that is sent via dm will be ignored!

Rules are below the character list!

･༓☾ 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓂𝓈 ☽༓･

Haikyū!!

- Oikawa Tooru

- Kageyama Tobio

- Kozume Kenma

- Kuroo Tetsuro

- Goshiki Tsutomu

- Tendo Satori

- Akaashi Keji

- Miya Atsumu

- Miya Osamu

- Suna Rintaro

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

Boku no Hero Academia

- Bakugo Katsuki

- Kaminari Denki

- Todoroki Shoto

- Tamaki Amajiki

- Shinsou Hitoshi

- Dabi

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

Hunter x Hunter

- Illumi Zoldyck

- Hisoka Marrow

- Kurapika Kurta

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

One Piece

only on the fishman island arc so this list will probably grow

- Sanji

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・

Twisted Wonderland

- Riddle Rosehearts

- Azul Ashengrotto

- Jade Leech

- Jamil Viper

- Vil Schoenheit

- Rook Hunt

- Divus Crewel

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

Obey Me!

- Leviathan

- Belphagor

- Satan

- Barbatos

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

domme readers (come get y’all crumbs)

fluff, angst, smut - pretty much all genres tbh

omegaverse (alpha readers and omega characters only)

nekoverse (human readers and neko characters only)

what I will write and are requestable: one-shots, headcanons, another part of an existing post of mine

what I will write but are unrequestable: SMAUs, multiple chapter series

kinks that I’m comfortable with writing

blood, gore, yandere (reader only)

female and gender neutral readers

any morally grey shit

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

submissive readers - absolutely will not do this, no exceptions. there is far too much on tumblr and everywhere else already. nsfw posts on this blog are purely for my domme readers who just want to top our favourite anime boys (can you tell I’m petty lol)

fem/reader pregnancy / trying to get pregnant - I don’t like kids so I won’t do it

pedophilila

daddy kinks and foot fetishes

male readers

ships - I’m not a shipper myself and I’m not a fan of the shipping community so I won’t write for it

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝑒𝓍𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓈 ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

please specify when requesting whether you’d like gender neutral or fem reader! default gender will be female unless specified otherwise!

please do not request a character who is not on this list - i will not write for them and will most likely ignore your request!

please be polite when requesting! I am under no obligation to complete a request I don’t like but I will try my best to complete all requests

there will be times when I have to go on hiatus due to burnout so please understand when that happens that I won’t be able to write

#character list #rules #rules for asks and requests #rules and guidelines

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eitai · 3 years

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-ˏˋ blog rules ˊˎ-

✧ one. although i write some sfw content, my blog also contains, curates, and supports nsfw & dark content (to include yandere, pseudo-incest, non/dubcon, etc.) because of this, my blog is strictly adults only (18+)— minors dni. if i find you, you will be hard blocked, no exceptions. this blog is not for you. these types of content will be tagged 🌶️.spice and 🖤.dark content respectively.

if you are against dark content, simply block my account and move on.

✧ two. please use tone indicators when interacting with me! i am neurodivergent and i find it easier to pick up cues this way.

i also swear a lot, speak in memes, and talk in my tags. please be wary ♡

✧ three. please don’t ask to mutuals (moots) right away! one, i am very shy, and two, please just interact with me first! i prefer asks over dm’s. and in the rare case i break the mutual, i don’t owe you or anyone an explanation as to why. ultimately, this blog is my safe place and i’m in a place in my life where i put my mental health first, always. no questions asked.

✧ four. if you send me hate of any kind, i simply will delete it. don’t even bother.

✧ five. i am easily overwhelmed, so please do not send me discourse or drama-related asks (especially if they do not pertain to me or my works).

✧ six. this blog is NOT spoiler free.

✧ seven. DO NOT TRANSLATE, REPOST, MODIFY, OR PLAGIARIZE MY WORKS. DO NOT DISTRIBUTE ON ANY PLATFORM (ESPECIALLY TIKTOK AND WATTPAD). my fics can only be found here and on my personal ao3. anywhere else is a blatant break of this rule.

-ˏˋ my writing ˊˎ-

✧ i currently write for haikyuu and genshin impact (and potentially bnha and vanitas no carte). this includes sfw, nsfw, and dark content.

✧ i write what i’m comfortable with usually, which is heavy angst, songfics, smut, dark content, have i mentioned angst?, and hopefully some smau’s. once in a blue moon, you’ll find some fluff. maybe.

i will write: heavy angst, infidelity (character only), a/b/o, violence, some gore, alternate universes, yandere, pseduo-incest (no nii-chan), non and dubcon, drug abuse, stalking, manipulation, chikan, toxic relationships, and major character/reader death. kinks include: breeding, minor bdsm, dd/lg, temperature play, knotting, cum play, food play, wax play, overstimulation, cuckholding, blood play, knife play, and orgasm denial. kinks can be removed or added at any time.

i will not write: pregnancy/miscarriage/baby trapping (these are HEAVY triggers for me); pegging, femdom, lactation kinks, bestiality, period sex, ass play, scat, piss, snuff, vore, heavy bdsm, specific body type readers (i don’t want to offend anyone so i stay away from detailed descriptions), unaliving, and reader consensually cheating on the character. more to potentially be added.

✧ this blog is character x reader only. (character x character works can be found exclusively on my ao3). i default to fem!reader, but i am learning to branch out to afab and gn!reader as well.

✧ characters i write for (can be updated anytime):

haikyuu: sugawara koushi, kozume kenma, tetsuro kuroo, oikawa toru, iwazumi hajime, semi eita, kenjiro shirabu, suna rintaro, atsumu miya, osamu miya, and shinsuke kita.

genshin impact: diluc, kaeya, albedo, zhongli, tartaglia (childe), beidou, xiao, and kazuha. i do not write for characters that are no yet released in game (such as thoma, gorou, and scaramouche).

all minors are aged up in nsfw/dc content. no exceptions.

✧ i do not take requests at this time. i write when i’m inspired and have the energy to do so. however, i do accept lewds/thirsts in my inbox. and who knows, i might add to it and write a headcanon or drabble. no promises tho ♡

i will not accept lewds of the following characters: anyone in haikyuu not listed above, except for hinata and kageyama; any character that canonically appears to be a child in genshin impact, to include bennett, barbara, razor, sayu, klee, qiqi, and diona.

-ˏˋ tag system ˊˎ- (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)

🌶️.spice — nsfw

💦.thirsts — le lewds

also includes: haikyuu.thirsts, genshin.thirsts, etc.

🖤.dark content — all dc, including yandere

all trigger warnings will be tagged: tw.yandere, tw.stalking, etc.

chat.box — literally me talking about anything lmao

bells.rants — title says it all, folks

ink.haikyuu — all haikyuu original work

ink.genshin — all genshin original work

ink.bnha — all my hero original work

tag.games — self-explanatory!

the.void — proceed at your own risk

—last updated: sept. 19th, 2021.

#—IMPORTANT!#—BLOG RULES!

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tatakaebomb · 2 years

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Just for you

ꕥ Pairing : Yandere! Suna x Reader

ꕥ Synopsis : Don’t trust strangers. Especially not good looking celebrity ones who like lasagna.

ꕥ Word count : 2.4k

ꕥ A/N : not my best work but hey ho… requests welcome

ꕥ TW : yandere behaviour, kinda slow burn, SMUT, cockwarming, somniophilia, dacryphilia, manipulation, Stockholm syndrome (?), extreme gaslighting, mentions of rape, non con, dub con, mistrust, deception, y/n being a dumbass, praise, insecurity mention, praise kink, slight misogyny, suna creepy, nipple play, tweaking, mentions of punishment, confusion, paralysion (?), repayment, rough sex, probs more warnings overall suna just weird creepy yandere. 18+

'Americano. Black. Take out please'

You sigh as you put in another order, the time was 6pm and you were done for the day. The last few orders were always the worst, you would have your typical customers, the ones that linger for just a bit too long nearing closing times, the ones that would talk to you while your hands are filled. But you always had to keep a smile up, that's your job.

The cafe you worked at was quaint. Out of the way from majority of the centre however was fairly popular, more particularly with the old people. That's why it took you for a slight shock when you saw the volley ball player standing before you, fresh from practice as he tapped away mindlessly at his phone. Eyes glued to the screen as you attempted to check him out.

'Do I ask why he's here... no dont be weird y/n..' you thought to yourself, steaming the coffee and pouring it into the paper cup. Head swung in the middle of nowhere.

'Here you go. One americano to go.' You placed the top on the cup and handed it to him, a slightly larger smile for a celebrity. But you were too embarrassed to show your a slight fan, attempting to ignore him standing tall infront of you.

'Thankyou. Here you go.'

He looks up from his screen to hand you $2. Taking it you took out his change reaching over to hand it back to him only for him to be gone.

'Damn didn't even get to speak to him.' You groaned, emptying your hand into the till and moving to clean up the remaining tables.

As the days progressed you soon became familiar with his presence. He would come in 6pm sharp every Tuesday Thursday and Saturday. He was extremely closed off, the only words passed between the two of you were hi and bye really. He was just a regular customer at the end of the day, consuming your black coffee and leaving.

'Lemme guess, black americano? Take out?'

'Yep' he laughed, handing you the change in your hand as you turned around to make his order. Grounding the coffee in the machine as you placed hot water into the cup.

'What's your name?'

'Hm? Oh y/n. Well I would ask yours but I'm already familiar with who you are' you chuckle, glancing over your shoulder to see him smiling down at his phone. Not sure if he just ignored you or just couldn't hear you.

'Here you go sir. An americano to go.' You handed the cup over to him, his eyes still glued to his screen.

'Suna.'

'Hm?'

'Call me suna.'

He finally looked up from his screen, a small smile being passed from between the two of you as you glint in triumph at his request.

'Sure thing...suna.'

Grabbing his cup he quickly left, your eyes attached to the way he walked off and out quickly, his volleyball shirt still on as fans rapidly recognised him and chased after him, even with his mask and hat on.

What a nice guy.

'Ma'am I cant do that'

'Useless bitch don't you own this place?'

'I'd appreciate if you don't swear at me or else you can leave.'

The woman standing behind the counter, pointing her finger at you for whatever reason was really starting to get on your nerves. Ticking you right off, patience running extremely low. Your teeth gritting in an attempt to not tell her to go fuck herself infront of all the rest of your customers.

'You know what. FINE. I'm leaving now. MOVE!' She said, shoving the next incoming customer out the way. Your fingers moving up to rub against your temple as you exhaled out your stress. Day getting worse by the second.

This Saturday was hectic. Customers shouting and complaining whilst your hands piled with dishes. People wanting refunds from the coffee or updates from what's going on. You could hardly deal with all the commotion happening.

'She didn't seem to happy.'

'Hm? Oh hi suna. You okay?' You smile, finally someone who doesn't annoy you walking into the shop.

'Yeah. You?'

'Never been worse. Oh I already prepared your americano. Here you go.'

You pushed the drink towards him, popping the lid on top as you handed him the optional stirrer he likes carrying.

'Do you want some help?'

'Wh- No. No no your my customer I cant do that. Thankyou though. The drinks free by the way.

Refusing the offer you open the till, voiding his item and letting him have it on the house for being such a committed customer.

It was generous you won't lie, running this place was hard enough as it was, especially when there's only 3 of you working. Even just the offering was enough to get you back into a good mood. It wasn't often that someone was overly kind to you at this place.

'Here. Atleast take a tip. You know for having the order ready before.'

He emptied his change out into the pot at the front of the till, all of his coins almost filling the small cup to the brim. You were slightly shocked at how much his wallet actually contained.

'Thankyou...wow erm-'

And before you knew it he was gone.

Every now and then he would come and over pay, over tip even. As the days went on so did his generosity, but he acted like it was just nothing. Breezing through his phone, grabbing his coffee and leaving. It probably was nothing. He just wanted to make someone's day.

Wiping the tables down your head span with the amount of stress leaving it. Closing time had finally came. 6:30 on the dot you closed every day. It was a tiring Sunday, and a dramatic end to the week but your happy it happened to come to a close so fast.

Pulling the shutters down you walk outside, earphones plugged in your ears as you walk down the cold streets.

'Shit- sorry are y- suna?'

Looking up you saw the tall figure towering over you, his keys phone and wallet scattered across the floor from the collision. Rapidly, you offered a helping hand collecting his things for him and passing it over.

'Sorry I should've watched where I'm going...' he muttered, flickering his phone on and off to check if it still works properly. News flash, it does.

'I'm really sorry about that, that was completely my fault.'

Peering down at you, suna took in your smaller figure. Eyes darker from the dark sky and moonlight reflecting off you. Small hoodie draped over you and a larger puffer coat keeping you warm. A smile wrapped slightly at the sight of how cute you looked right now, gloved fingers intertwined with each other as you nervously figured out what to do. Although his phone was smashed, his mind was elsewhere.

'Just a screen. I can get it fixed.'

'Are you sure? I'm so so sorry please I- I didn't mean to I should've seen where I was going but I was too dis-'

'It's fine.'

'Can I make it up to you?'

Your offering made sunas eyes widened slightly, mischevious gleam in his gaze as he knew you'd do anything right now. Don't wanna lose a valued customer right? Especially one whose a celebrity...

He didn't wanna deny it you were pretty, a pretty girl. The type of girl he loves. The type of girl to not take shit but also so sweet and kind-hearted when it comes to it. The one you can rely and fall back on for anything. ANYTHING. You were his perfect woman. But suna wasn't a relationship type man, he knew how they all ended.

'Erm- you know how to cook?'

The question caught you off guard, cook? Sure you can cook. Bit of a weird ask but gotta do what you gotta do...

'Yeah- yeah I can cook...'

'...Wanna come back to mine and maybe make lasagna...'

You never thought you'd be in THE Suna rintaros house. The one and only. You were trying not to go full fan girl mode at this time but it was so hard not to. Your jaw was slacked open at the sight of how beautiful his kitchen was. The LED light ringed around the table as the counters around it were spotless. Not a speck insight. For such a beautiful luxury it doesn't really seem like he used it much.

'The pots and stuff are there, cutlery there and...I don't really know what you need but I have everything in the fridge.'

'Do you not know how to cook?'

'No...'

'Wanna learn?'

A nod to his head had you smiling, grabbing the saucepan and pouring the oil into it. A knife and chopping board being handed over to him. A onion laid flat in the middle of it.

'Cut down the middle, and dice it. Then just put it in there.'

Listening to your words he slowly cut, the bubbling oil on the sauce pan getting louder as you prepared the mince and other vegetables. He couldn't help but glance over at you, you were such a natural in the kitchen, moving so fast and getting everything into position. You'd be such an amazing girlfriend.

'Done. Do I just put it in here?'

'Yeah, then just let it simmer and add the mince.'

He listened to your words, and shortly after ended up scrapping together a pretty neat lasagna. He was quite shocked with what a small bit of help could really do. But he didn't wanna touch it, knowing that you helped him make it, you put love into this...

'Taste test?' You cupped your hands infront of yourself, rolling on your toes slightly as you waited for him to take a bite.

'I'm not really that hungry, I'll eat in a bit...'

He knew he wasn't gonna eat. He just couldn't touch such perfection, not when someone as beautiful as you was around him.

Grabbing a chair you say next to him, head leaned into your hand as you peered at him, his green eyes staring back at you admirably.

'Now that I think about it I might've trusted you a bit too easily. For all I know you could be a mass murderer.' You chuckled.

It's true you really were stupid.

'Yeah, luckily I'm not though...just a standard volleyball player after all.'

Blunt humour had you chuckling, the sound of your giggling was like music to his ears.

He loved how much you spoke. How a simple question about what you study was enough to have you blabbering for the next hour. Suna was always a listener. He's all ears for you. The giddy amph in your voice had him swooned, enough to have him wrapped around your finger.

The clock was ticking, time was passing. Sighting upwards you saw it was almost 1am. You needed to return home at this point, at a strangers home till the new strike of day? Are you stupid.

'Thankyou suna... your house is beautiful i really do appreciate it...' you smile. Pretty eyes looking up into his. Shimmering gloss in your pupils, his hooded lids stupor into yours.

'Thankyou for teaching me how to cook, I'll put that to use...'

‘Ah no problem, better than you using your phone all the time. I'm really sorry about, you know, your phone screen...' you grit, completely forgetting about what made you come here in the first place. But never had suna ever been so happy for any type of damage towards his phone.

'The lasagna made up for it. Honestly.'

The lasagna he couldn't touch because of you.

Waving a hand you was about to walk off, but he couldn't let you. You couldn't leave, not when you were so domestic. You cant lead him on like this surely? It might be a bit entitled but suna deserves atleast a kiss on the cheek or something?! He's a celebrity sparing his time for YOU. What does he do?! Quick suna THINK THINK SHES GOING AWAY-

BANG

Waking up dizzy you felt your head spin, body unmoving as you felt your legs go weak, cunt throbbing harshly as something was plugged at your cunt.

'Wh- ah- AH-'

'Fuck- your finally awake hm...'

Looking up through hooded eyes you manage to see the outline of suna, sweat dripping down his forehead as his hands cupped around your waist, your body stripped naked as you were relaxed against his chest, cock warming him .

'What's going on?! GET OFF OF ME?!' You screamed attempting to push yourself off but his grip was way too harsh, he smiled at the sight of you being so spoilt.

'No way. I've waited far too long for you.'

His lips move to attach to your neck, your head slinging back giving him more space to move as he rolled his hips gently inside of you. You beginning to feel the knot in your stomach come together as much as you tried not too.

'Wh-why-'

'You'd be such a pretty house wife y/n. Cooking and cleaning, serving me. I promise I'll pay well. I'll treat you so- so fuck-fucking good-'

His fingers trailed up your body, stroking at your nipple as his lips moved lower towards your stomach, gentle kisses placed around you as your back arched into his touch. Head spinning from the concussion.

'You cant expect me not to pay you back...knowing my orders? Always greeting me with a smile... teaching me how to cook. Your so sweet to me.'

His hips thrusted harsh inside of you. A moan ripping aloud as your eyes fell back at the feeling of his ripped girth inside of you. The more you attempted to reject him the better he made you feel.

'Suna no- no pl- ah- please... I don't want this..' you refused. Gentle hands pushing against his chest as he began fucking inside of you. Sloppy sex noises filling the room as you reluctantly began biting your lip, tits moving up and down with every slow hit he made. Your clit untouched and puffy.

'You do baby...I know you do...'

Slamming you on and off of him he built up the pace rapidly. Lips attaching to yours, fingers pinching your jaw open whilst his tongue explored your mouth. The taste of black coffee lingered on your tongue as he couldn't help but smirk at your bitter expression. Laying you down on the bed his hips rocked faster, your arms mindlessly moving to cup around his neck as your wet pussy clamped around him. Moans finding their way down his throat, his dick urging for the need to cum inside of you. To make you his...

'Suna-'

A slap to your face had you whimpering, eyes streaming with tears at this point. Doe eyes staring up at him as he spat down your throat, smirking at how you spit mixed with his.

'Complain again and your getting whipped I Promise. Your so pretty when you cry baby...'

You felt yourself nearing your end, body shaking as he kept kissing you. His soft lips prodding at you as your legs began to shake, pussy quenching at the feeling of your g spot being repeatedly hit. Body not processing the idea of what's going on right now as your salty tears streamed down into your mouths.

‘Yea- yeah…’ you cooed, tongue lolling out slightly as your drool fell onto the blankets under you. Your fingers intertwining into sunas hair as his growled ripped down your throat. Fingers harshly tweezing at your nipples as you began to cry harder at what’s going on. You couldn’t stop this, not with how good he was making you feel right now.

‘Sun-suna I’m g-gonna cum…’ you babbled, heavy panting shared between the two of you coherently.

‘Good girl baby I knew you could take me…c-cum princess…’

His praise had you swelling, forgetting all about his despicable behaviour, the knot in your stomach breaking as your back arched off the bed, tits pushing into his chest as you gushed all over him, juices spilling out as he did the same. Mixed cum dripping down your legs as his head fell on your shoulder, teeth slightly sinking into your shoulder.

‘Suna- why…’ you cried. Body finally realising what’s happening…

‘It’s for your own good y/n. You need me…I need you… please baby.’

His guilt trip was enough for you to give in so easily. You did have a little crush on the celebrity. You knew you did, and he would treat you well… right…

Submitting to him, the smile on his face was enough to make your day. His frantic kissing around your mouth and cheek had you smiling, body dumbified to the way he just molested you. But it’s okay right? He did it because he loves you.

He loves you. You love him…

Everybody makes mistakes…

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