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oniku-niku · 6 months

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Inked } Suna Rintarou

Tattooed!Suna Rintarou x f!Reader Summary} Sometimes Suna gets inspirations for tattoo designs, and you just happen to be the most supportive girlfriend. Word count} 2.5k Warnings} NSFW!! This is straight up SMUT bro. PLEASE MOVE PAST IF YOU'RE UNDERAGED!! Swearing, thigh riding(brief), praise, teasing, so much teasing, SoftDom!Suna, cockwarming, clit spanking (like 3 times), pet names (doll, princess, baby), read at your own volition(Tell me if I miss anything)

Sometimes going out in public with your boyfriend, Suna, is tough. In every sense of the word because people tend to double take when they look at you, and then him, or vice versa. Both of his arms are covered in ink, the intricate details of the designs weave together to create art that continues under his shirt.

People take time to look at his arms and trail down to where his hands are holding onto yours. It’s like he’s holding a blank canvas. Not a single speck of ink can be seen on you and it throws them off completely. Those looks don’t faze you anymore after three years of dating.

It’s your decision to not get any tattoos. Not because there’s any reason preventing you, but it just isn’t a thought that crosses your mind. Suna more than respects your decisions because he loves you too much to push you to do something so permanent, and he thinks it’s kind of funny when people gawk. There are the occasional assholes who boldly ask intrusive questions but one sharp glare shuts them up. You’re his pretty little girlfriend whether or not you have any tattoos. Besides, he’d rather the marks he left on you are hidden in places only he knows.

“Is this one gonna tickle, Rin?” You ask him as he places his hoodie neatly on the couch cushion. A small chuckle leaves him when he looks up at you. You’re seated over his lap, thighs on both sides of his, settling yourself comfortably as his hands snake from your waist down to cup your ass. If you weren’t close before, you are now with the way he squeezes and pulls you closer.

“Oh, it definitely will, princess. Try not to squirm, ‘kay?” He whispers close to your lips, giving it a fleeting peck before his hands move up to pull at the hem of your tank top, taking it off and settling it on the hoodie. Your tits are inches from his face and he swears he can live like this forever.

“No bra?” He places a peck on his favorite beauty mark on the valley of your chest, his fingers ghosting the sides of your mounds, eliciting a soft sigh from you. You shake your head with a cheeky smile.

“We don’t have anywhere to be today so I didn’t bother.” A pierced eyebrow quirks up at your answer, his lips pulling into a smirk.

“Does that mean this is the last thing I’m pulling off later?” He slips a thumb under the hem of your pajama shorts, not reaching in far enough to where you want him. Before you can voice your complaints, that hand grips your thigh and he grinds his hip up as a warning. The movement had your core dragging against his member, only two layers away, and you immediately fell quiet, opting to twirl a piece of his hair behind his head instead.

As much as Suna would love to give you that kind of attention, he knew you both can wait.

“Sit still.” You watch him pick up a black water soluble marker and uncap it with his teeth, as his other hand was filled with your ass.

This was one of your guys’ lazy days activities. Just because you don’t have any official ink on you doesn’t mean you’re opposed to him practicing on you. It started when he was absentmindedly doodling on some napkins at his parlor.

It was a slow day and the next appointment wouldn’t be until later. As he picked up the phone to answer a customer, his other hand continued to idle, not realizing that your bare thigh was what his pen was idling on. You could’ve told him but he was so focused that you didn’t want to break the process as he talked to the caller. By the time it ended, he was proudly looking at the piece before he looked at you to ask for an opinion but then immediately started to apologize once he realized. Needless to say, you told him you didn’t mind, in fact you welcomed it whenever he gets inspiration. Since then, his sketchbooks were seldom used.

The tip of the marker touches the top of your sternum and his work begins. The first time he practiced with you topless, you were a blushing mess. Your hands constantly wanted to cover your breasts but he reassured you by giving occasional kisses, some teasing when you shift. Your comfort is his number one priority and he wouldn’t do anything you weren’t okay with. Which is how you’re sitting here with him dragging the marker lower and lower until it reaches above your belly button.

Seeing Suna so focused always gets you flustered because he carefully places his hands where they need to be to stabilize your skin. He leans closer whenever he puts in small details and you get a whiff of his cologne.

“Arms up.” He instructs and you waste no time lifting and holding them behind your head. He slightly tilts his torso to view your left side, bringing the marker to continue his work. You tense when he presses a little harder, and that small movement tells him that it tickles. He chuckles before giving you a squeeze to say “My bad”. The angle allows you to admire the works that are on his arm. You’ve seen them so many times that it’s practically a clear image in your head but you never get tired of it. The way his muscles flex when it moves, it’s almost mesmerizing.

When he’s finished with your left, he moves over to your right, making sure to pepper kisses across your chest on his way. When he sees you tapping your foot on the edge of the couch, he knows you’re getting antsy holding your arms up for so long. He gives your thigh two pats when he’s finished and you lower your arms to drape over his shoulders once again, fingers threading through his hair.

“Thatagirl..” he breathes out before capping the marker and pulling you down by the back of your neck to slot his lips against yours. You take this chance to grind your hip against his once again as he holds your head still. Your breath is heated, mind getting foggy just from him kissing you. Your hands tug at his roots and he let out a groan. Thinking you had the upper hand, your tongue tries slipping past his lips.

The hand that wasn’t holding your head moves to smack against your ass before firmly gripping it to ease the burn. The simple movement makes you moan and he shoves his tongue in your mouth to remind you who’s really in charge. Keeping his tongue playing with yours, he sits straighter up on the couch, basically making you arch your back to keep from falling. Your perky nipples brush against the fabric of his black t-shirt and you grind yourself onto him again just to feel more of him.

If Suna focuses enough, he can faintly feel you clenching through your shorts and it only gets him harder. His hands slide down to move your hips against him, making sure you feel every inch he has for you. The small mewls coming from you only encourage him further and his hands are roaming all over you like he can’t get enough.

“Off.” He wants your shorts gone, and though he hides it well, he’s just as impatient as you. Inked hands tug at his shirt to pull it over his head as you quickly slide from his lap to kick off your shorts. His smirk returns when he spots the damp patch where your bare core was before you’re back over his thighs.

“Impatient, hmm?” His hands busy themselves cupping your ass cheeks again, fingers running over your folds just to tease you before going to hold your waist. His lips are back on you, trailing from your cheeks down to your neck where he takes his time finding that spot that has you whining for him.

“Rin…please..” You moan when he thrusts up against your core and you can feel your arousal soaking into his pants.

“So cute…” He just can’t help but tease, you make the sweetest little sounds and it’s all for him. His hand goes to unzip and pull his pants down just enough for his member to spring free. It leans towards his stomach even while hard, precum wetting the tip making you gush further on his thigh. Just when you’re able to hold the base does he grip your chin and pull you closer.

“Turn around, baby.” It’s almost too easy to tell you what to do when you’re drunk off of him. You’re spinning to turn your back to his chest, hands obediently spreading yourself for him. He can’t help but bring his thumb to stroke your folds, bringing the arousal from your clenching hole to your clit, eliciting another moan from you as you move closer to where you want.

He takes hold of his member and slaps the tip against your clit, watching the way you drip onto him before dragging himself to where he needs to be. Your knees buckle when his head slips in, moaning out, “Ahh..Rintarou..” When he’s an inch or two inside, he takes hold of your waist to ease you back down, nicely fitting himself all the way in.

It nearly knocks the wind out of you every time no matter how many times you do it. You can feel him pulsing deep inside as he stills. Your hands go to hold his thighs to have some grip before you’re moving to bounce.

But Suna being Suna, he holds your hips in place, leaning towards your ear.

“I just had another idea.” You hear him uncapping the marker again and your heart sinks, pussy clenching onto him at the thought of waiting.

“Can you keep me warm, doll?” Yeah, he loves it when you’re needy for him, but it’s also extremely satisfying to tease you in this state too. You groan out a “Fine.” waiting for him to resume drawing.

He actually has no motive to draw anymore. Just seeing the pout on your face makes him want to pound into you further but he has to hold out, just to test how long he can wait.

You lean forward a little, and that action has him sinking a little deeper, making this almost impossible but you’re his good girl. He almost lets out a groan but bites it back. The marker touches your back again and you clench with every move, forgetting for a moment that he can feel it every single time. His restraint is a thread being pulled.

“...Rin…” Just when your patience is slipping, you feel the way the marker moves against your back. The same strokes, over and over again and you sit up a little.

“Fuck, Rin are you just doodling hearts?” Your question makes him abandon the marker, tossing it onto the coffee table before he’s taking hold of your throat, thrusting up to finally feel your walls. The thread finally snaps.

“Sorry, princess. Here, let me make it up to you,” he growls, taking hold of your thighs and pulling it to rest over his. He leans into the back rest, taking you to lay on his chest as he’s bringing his hips up.

His thighs prevent your legs from closing as he’s pistoling his hips faster into you. Your moans ring louder when you feel his fingers on your neglected clit. He traces circles over your bundle as you drip down his shaft.

“Such a good girl, huh?” He groans. “Bein’ so well behaved when I was drawin’ on you.” He plants kisses onto your neck, his hips not faltering when your hands grip onto his.

“Oh-fuck, keep doin’ that, baby.” He rasps when you clench at his praise, driving into you further.

“Shit, hah-can ya hear yourself?” He knows his question won’t be answered when your eyes are rolling to the back of your head and whines are coming from your throat. But, he shoves two fingers into your mouth, effectively shutting you up so the room can hear the wet noises the two are making.

He should’ve known you’d wail past his fingers, sucking on them as if they were his dick. God, you’re so perfect. His other hand rubs faster against your clit when you’re clenching gets harder and harder.

“Ya close, baby?” His question is answered by a moan and our hips moving on their own to chase your high. Your grip on his hands gets tighter and he knows it’s any second now.

“Make a mess f’me, princess.” He growls into your ear and lets your hips do the work. You’re bringing yourself nearer to the edge and with Suna sending three harsh claps to your clit, you let go.

He holds you as you’re shaking from your high. Giving you a few seconds to come down, but as stated before, he’s impatient.

“R-Rin, wait-ahh-I’m not-” You’re whining as he’s thrusting up again, thighs not letting you close your legs as he’s drilling deeper. A few more pushes and he stills himself, hands gripping onto you as he’s filling you. The warmth spreads inside you as he gives a final thrust, holding onto you to calm down.

“Fuck.” You turn back to kiss him and he’s gently returning it. The two of you sit there for a while, needing to breathe and you’re looking down to admire the drawings he did earlier.

“I like these ones..” You point to the valley of your chest to show him and he looks over your shoulder.

“That one reminded me of you actually.” He mumbles against your skin, fingers tracing the details he did.

“Maybe one of these days I’ll ask you to do it permanently.”

“Anything for my girl.” His lips press kisses onto your clavicle, giving it a gentle suck. Your light chirp response was enough to get him going again.

“Rin.” You slowly feel him hardening inside you again, turning to look at him just to see him smirking back.

“Gotta clean my girl up right? Start the shower, I’ll be right in.” He slaps your butt once more and you’re eager to race to the bathroom, making sure none of his seed drips down your legs on the way. He’s taking his time discarding his pants to follow you.

Suna Rintarou is covered in tattoos of his and your own choosing, and you’re his pretty little girlfriend who has yet to get one. He’s too whipped and in love with you to care whether or not you have any. Sure, he’d sometimes imagine what kind of ink would suit you, but when he’s greeted with the sight of you all bare, he finds you sexy nonetheless and in those moments, he just feels like he’s the luckiest man in the world.

A/N: Congratulations on making it through this messy one shot. I literally have not written s-m-u-t in so long this felt illegal. But something happened and I was outside of my body watching my write this because tattooed Sunarin was on my brain. Anyway I'm sort of back? I hope to write more in the future.

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hqbaby · 8 months

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eighteen — all along

fuck ur instincts — suna x reader & atsumu x reader

you and suna are just fooling around—so why does he care so much when you start falling in love with someone else?

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word count. 1.3k content. swearing, implied excessive alcohol consumption

Suna leans against the door after he closes it. He feels like throwing up.

This wasn’t how this night was supposed to go.

He wanted to get you back in some way, to remind you that you need him as much as he needs you. He fucked up when he told Oikawa it was just sex between the two of you (because it really isn’t), but he never thought his words would end up in this.

You’re with Atsumu now. You’re giving him up for Atsumu. You’re giving up on him.

It makes him sick.

“Suna?”

He looks at the girl beside him. Fuck, he doesn’t even remember her name. He’s hooked up with her five times now and, every single time, he only managed to call her by your name.

He’s an asshole. He deserves exactly what he’s getting.

“Hey,” he manages to say. “Kinda need a moment alone here.”

Her eyes widen. “Oh! Yeah! No, of course. I just wanted to check up on you.” She looks around before smiling at him. Sickly sweet. “I guess I’ll just see you around then.”

The girl starts walking away and—no, don’t do it, don’t do it—“Wait.”

She looks back at him. “Yeah?”

Stop it. You’re better than this.

“Do you wanna come to mine?”

A smile. “Definitely.”

Atsumu finds you by the pool, leaning against one of your friends while you watch Kaori somersault on the grass nearby. Your eyes are squinting slightly and a smile is plastered on your face. You light up when you see him.

“‘Tsumu!”

You try to get up, but end up stumbling and giggling into your friend’s shoulder.

“She’s drunk, Miya,” the girl slurs as she rubs your head, clearly wasted herself. “You be good to her, ‘kay?”

He smiles and nods, standing in front of you with his hands in his pockets. “Ya need help, baby?”

You shake your head, furrowing your brows as you try your best to get up. “Can handle myself, ‘Tsu.” You trip over your legs and burst out laughing, your friend joining you. “M’kay, you can help now.”

Atsumu crouches down and picks you up, your legs coming around his waist as he holds your thighs. “Ya good?” he asks, one of his hands going to support your back. “Tell me if yer not comfortable or somethin’.”

You nuzzle into his neck. “‘M good, ‘Tsumu. Thank you.”

He turns to your friend. “Are ya good? Do ya need a ride?”

“Nah.” The girl waves him off. “My boyfriend’s just over there. You take care of our superstar.”

“I always do.” He grins, nodding at her and saying goodbye before he carries you out of the house.

You mumble something into his skin that he can’t hear.

“Whaddya say, sunshine?”

“You’re so pretty, Atsu.”

His cheeks darken at your words. It’s not that you aren’t normally this affectionate—because you are, even when completely sober—but something about you just always makes him feel all light and giddy. You make him feel like he’s seven years old with his first crush, always so new and exciting.

“Yer pretty too, sweetheart,” he tells you. “Also really drunk.”

You slap his chest weakly. “So mean.”

He laughs, holding you close. “Did ya have a good night?”

“Kinda. It was sad for a bit.”

“Oh?” He frowns. “Did somethin’ happen?”

You hum against his neck. “Yeah,” you say, but before you can elaborate, your voice brightens up as you add, “But I’m all better now. Because you’re so pretty.”

“Yeah?” He chuckles, but he’s still worried about you. “Are ya sure yer okay?”

You lean back a little to look him in the face. Your eyes are hazy and your smile a little lopsided, but you look happy. Content. “I have you,” you say. “Of course I’m okay.”

You get to his car and he places you in the passenger seat, buckling the seatbelt and double-checking to see if it's secure before getting in the driver’s seat. He can hear you humming something as he gets in the car (“something stupid” you’d probably say if he asked what it is). He looks over to his side and sees you staring at him, eyes wide and adoring.

“What?” He laughs, trying to hide how shy you make him feel.

You’re still looking at him, blinking like you’re trying to see if he’s real. “‘Tsumu.”

His name sounds like honey on your tongue. So soft and sweet.

He feels his breath catch in his throat. “Yeah?”

“‘Tsumu,” you say again. Fuck, his heart is beating so fast. “I think I really like you.”

He knows you’re drunk and probably half-asleep, but there’s something about the way the words just spill out of you that feels so true. So real. It might be the way you’re staring at him like he hung all the stars in the sky. Or it might be because the words are coming from you.

He’d trust you with all that he had if he could.

He reaches over and places his hand on top of yours. “Say that again in the mornin’,” he requests. “Please.”

You nod fervently. “I will,” you say. “Because I mean it. I like you, ‘Tsumu. I really do.”

It feels better than anything that’s ever happened to him before. Better than winning a game. Better than beating Osamu. Better than having sex. So much better than anything because it’s you.

“Thank you,” is all he manages to say. “Thank you.”

You wake up in the middle of the night to a fuzzy feeling in your head. It’s not exactly a hangover yet, just a sweet spot between being awake and completely dead to the world. You try not to think about how it’ll feel in the morning.

Your eyes adjust to the darkness and you realize that you’re in Atsumu’s bed. You’re wearing one of his shirts and a pair of loose pajama bottoms that could be his or Osamu’s (their laundry gets mixed up a lot). He’s right beside you, one arm over your body, the other beneath you. He probably won’t be able to move his arm in the morning, but you have a feeling he doesn’t care.

You tilt your head up to find him fast asleep. His hair is falling over his eyes and his mouth is slightly agape, quiet snores escaping from between his lips.

Your body is facing him, curled up in his arms. You reach up to trace his collarbone with a featherlight touch and you swear you can feel him lean closer to you.

After your talk with Suna, the night had gone downhill. You spoke to your friends about it but, try as they might, they could only understand so much. It wasn’t like you understood it that well yourself. You downed more drinks that you should’ve and ended up barely knowing what you were doing.

Until Atsumu came, of course. That, you remember. You always seem to remember when it comes to him.

You wonder what you did to deserve this, to deserve him. To have him hold you in his arms when you know you probably smell like you’ve raided a whole bar. To have him check up on you and make sure you’re okay. To have him proudly keep you on his arm in front of his friends, to show you off like you’re the only thing that matters.

You spent a whole year with Suna, thinking that you were only worthy of being fucked in secret and barely acknowledged in public. Even people who claim they loved you once like Terushima just treat you like a toy to be played with whenever they see fit. Boys who barely know you ask for your number, not because of who you are, but what it would mean for them to "have" you.

Atsumu’s changed it all for you. He makes you want to see the goodness in yourself, the parts of you that he seems to recognize even if you don’t. Sure, he can be brash and loud and frankly a bit of a mess, but he makes you feel whole and safe.

You close your eyes and push yourself further into his hold.

Maybe this is what you were looking for all along.

notes. the new update sched is so good for my nerves like i need you all to feel with me here pls thank you (also if you wanna vote on my next series, there's a poll up rn 🫣)

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natriae · 1 year

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Suna rin x reader

(no pronouns used but mentions of reader dating another guy)

Suna Rin is a little shit.

and you should have known that when you started dating him in second year, but no. Even though you guys broke up years ago he always found a way to be near you. Like now, hanging out at small underground restaurant in Hyōgo. The dim lights and all the shots that were taken should have driven your mind away from the 6'3 EJP Player next to you, but no. He made sure to turn away from the table and lean into you from behind. He claimed it was so Atsumu could hear him, but everyone in the table knew that wasn't true. Especially with his arm leaning on your backrest.

"no ring, huh, i thought you had a guy. What was his name...Kai? eh whatever" He said staring right into you eyes. One of his eyebrows cocked up and the same sly look in his eyes as he had years go when he asked you out.

It's not that Rin was a bad boyfriend. He was perfect and that was scary because you knew that you would do anything for him. Be at his beck and call when ever he needed, and if he ever got sick of you... the pain would be unbearable. So when the two of you graduated highschool you told him that you guys would break up when you went to university. He looked hesitant but he complied. He made that summer the best one yet. He spent ever night with you, hogging up your bed, deciding at three am that you guys should go watch the stars, making sure to take you on every adventure in Hyōgo.

"no, i know you know we broke up." you got closer to his face as you said that. Same stern eyes you would give him when he would act out in highschool.

"huh interesting, i really did know," He smirked at that. Everyone knew. Atsumu had told you about how he lurks on your social media and is always ready to fight a comment that isn't nice.

Teasing with words wasn't all he did that night. Everytime he got up from the table and passed you he would make sure to lightly hit your head or purposely only bring back drinks that were one short. Always with a little "oops" waiting for you to snap.

"i'm gonna go home," You begin to stand up, but two lanky but strong arms come wrapping around your waist pulling you to the lap you could never forget.

"no you are not," he said slightly muffled as his head was pushed into your back. Rin never acted like this unless it was private and Atsumu, Kita, and Osamu were still at the table. They only glanced over before switching back into their own conversation. "stay...please"

"Suna, you are drunk. no,"

"i'm not! Please just talk to me... just for a few minutes...please" Rin always knew just how to get you. He'd open his eyes a little more and glance up at you like a lost kitty. This time though, his eyes were watering and thats when you knew he got you. He never cried. You've only seen tears leave his eyes once. When his sister graduated elementary school. He was so proud of her, and thats when you realized he only ever cried for those he loved. They were the only ones worth his tears.

"come with me," Of course he listened to you and stood up still holding on to your waist. You guys said your goodbyes, and pretended not see Atsumu raising his eyebrows up and down at the two of you.

"where are we going" He asked. His body was still behind yours back bent so that he could walk with his forehead on your shoulder.

"my hotel to sober up,"

"you don't live here?"

"well theres one thing your stalker tendencies didn't notice. Shizuoka Prefecture. That's where i live."

"thats where i live, though, huh?"

"god you're so drunk. Come on, head up." The two of you continue to walk until you got to the elevator. He immediately slumped again with his head on your shoulder. Once at you hotel room you sat him down on the bed and grabbed some water for him to drink. He listened and began chugging the water. You sat down next him and gently placed you hand on his lower back. Just like you use too.

After a few moments he turned his head to look at you. The sly, cunning look was no longer there and instead there was a sad little boy looking at you. His back was still bent. Correct posture was never his strong suit, so you let out a little giggle seeing how much he hasn't changed. He said so many words just by looking at you. Your parents always told you that from their point of view the two of you had your own form of communication. And you think they were right in way. You knew Rin was hurting and he has been since you told him you would end things once summer was over. So many years he hoped that you would come back to him.

"yes" You said and it's all you needed to say. Rin knew what that meant, and his eyes widened in shocked. "but... you need to fix your posture first," You pushed his back and put a hand on his shoulder to move the top part of his body back.

Suna Rin was a little shit, but he was your little shit and you loved that

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kazemi-archive · 7 months

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Miscommunication

Pairing: Miya Atsumu x Reader WC: 1.1k Genre: Angst Summary: Suna’s plan-gone-wrong forces your hand to confess, but Atsumu’s unexpected surprise stops you in your tracks. CW: mentions of drinking, parties

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“Atsumu!” A voice from the entrance of the room cut you off and caught everyone’s attention. You groaned and let your head fall in your hands, feeling Atsumu get up from the floor and leave you there again, unable to explain more.

“Suna Rintarou. Ya can count yer fuckin’ days after that stunt.” You warned, earning yourself a small squeak from the boy that your anger was directed at.

“It’ll be ‘kay, jus’ go talk to ‘Tsumu, explain and it’ll be okay.” Osamu tried to comfort, patting your shoulder and nudging you to get up.

You sighed and dragged yourself up to follow Atsumu over towards the entrance, determined to explain the situation with Osamu and confess in the same breath. You were forming what you’d say in your head as you pushed through the crowd. Bodies bumping into you and causing the distance between you and Atsumu to greaten, slowing down your progress.

Atsumu, it was back in middle school and Osamu and I were just curious, it was actually pretty immature and stupid now that I think of it… using each other for practice. But truly I wanna assure you it was nothing, in fact, we haven’t since high school… even before I realized I was stupidly in love with you.

You figured that would be a good enough explanation, a solid basis to start the conversation where you could finally relieve the stress of carrying around your feelings for him as a secret. A secret you were sure was terribly kept but nonetheless, one that he’d yet to pick up on. Yeah, you thought that would be enough. That thought died at the back of your throat when you saw where Atsumu had been called to.

She was pretty. Gorgeous even. Her arms were wrapped around Atsumu’s neck like they belonged there and her lips were pressed to his cheek like a habit.

You froze. You had never seen her before, but the smile that seemed to spread across Atsumu’s face made you realize he was very familiar with her. He showed no complaints to her affections and you could see his arms tighten around her as he laughed.

“I’m s’glad ya made it! Thought yer s’posed t’be out o’town!” Atsumu’s voice was happier than it had just been a few minutes prior when he learned that you’d kissed Osamu. Happier than you made him.

“And miss your birthday!?” You felt your stomach twist, even her voice was pretty, and her laugh. “I came back just for you ‘Tsumu. Couldn’t miss my boy’s party.”

Her boy. You were sure you were going to be sick.

It was then that she caught sight of you, frozen in your place. Her small tap on his shoulder had Atsumu turning to see you there. He left one arm wrapped her shoulders, keeping her pressed into his side as he faced you fully.

“Hi.” Hi? Hi? You internally screamed at yourself for being so awkward, but what else were you supposed to say? You’d been so focused on practicing what you were going to say that you hadn’t thought of anything else, the confession was still sitting on your tongue.

“A/n/n! Perfect timing!” You forced yourself to smile, to match Atsumu’s energy, his happiness on his birthday. “This is Mizuki!” You rattled your brain trying to think of where you’d heard him say the name before. If you’d heard him say the name before. “I’ve been meanin’ to introduce ya two!” You swallowed thickly, trying to keep your anxiety pressed down, hiding it under your skin. “Get my two girls to finally meet.” He was smiling, beaming down at the girl pressed into his side and you felt yourself shrinking. His girls.

“Oh!” The girl perked up, sunshine smile crossing her lips as she took in Atsumu’s words and turned her smile towards you. “You’re a/n/n!” You tried to avoid outwardly cringing at the use of the nickname. The name only Atsumu called you. It felt wrong hearing it come out of her mouth, a stranger. “‘Tsumi has told me all about you.” Your smile seemed to drop in slow motion. ‘Tsumi… your nickname for him. The one no one else had ever called him. “I think that nickname is so cute by the way! ‘Tsumi told me all about how you call him that and it’s just adorable.” She giggled and you watched as Atsumu’s face turned a bit red. He seemed shy, something Atsumu didn’t get very often and you could feel your insides shredding.

“Enough outta ya.” He laughed softly. “Why don’t ya go get somethin’ t’drink? I’ll introduce ya t’everyone else.” He turned her towards the kitchen and watched until she disappeared into the crowd. “Wow, she really is somethin’ huh?” He didn’t seem to notice the tenseness in your body as you took in his expressions. You’d not seen him that happy over a single person in… well, ever. “I didn’t think she’d make it t’night, oh it’s gon’ be a g’night.”

You smiled in response, trying to force your mouth to say something intelligible in response instead of staying the statue that you were. “She’s really pretty.” You were smacking yourself… was that really all you could say?

“Hey! Ya said ya wanted t’talk t’me ‘bout somethin’?” He looked at you expectantly. Giving you your chance to confess like you’d planned to that night.

“Oh, s’nothin’.” You mumbled chuckling softly, “it can wait, ‘Tsumi.” You tried to make your smile convincing but you were worried it wouldn’t pass. Fortunately, he seemed too distracted to notice like he usually would, still looking in the direction where she’d gone.

“T’morrow then ‘kay?” He laughed and moved to follow after the girl, leaving you still standing there, where you were when you first saw them.

“Hey, what’cha doin’ here? Did’ya talk t’im?” Osamu’s voice graced your ears finally, breaking the silence that had filled your ears.

“Um, kinda, I guess.” You sighed and turned to find a confused look crossing Osamu’s face. You were almost positive that Atsumu liked the girl that you’d just met. One he’d never talked to you about. “Miysam…” He hummed in response as he looked at you concerned, not used to you being so quiet at a party with friends, let alone their birthday. “Has Atsumu ever told ya about Mizuki?”

Osamu followed your gaze to where his brother was, pretty girl draped on his arm, laughing diligently at whatever he was saying and giving only him her attention. Osamu’s face gave it away… he didn’t know her either.

TAGLIST : OPEN (send an ask)

#𓇻 Liberosis

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siraene-archived · 2 years

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YOU TRIP IN FRONT OF HIM

you trip in front of him and he catches you in his arms, aware that his feelings for you just grew a tad bit more.

miya atsumu, kuroo tetsurou, suna rintarou x reader

literally tooth-rotting fluff, nothing else

☆ atsumu and you were casually talking after practice, walking in laps around the gymnasium as laughter echoed throughout the spacious area. you both were in charge of cleaning and taking care of the place after practice, and currently you both were collecting the volleyballs and dust mopping the floor. “i can’t believe you got hit by the ball three times today,” you snicker, teasing him over the events that happened during practice. the faux blond rolled his eyes as he put a volleyball under his arm, “ya purposely threw one at me!” he retorted, gently throwing one at you so it would hit your back. you flinched and furrowed your eyebrows, looking down at the ball before picking it up and moving to run towards him. “you’re so done!” you yell as atsumu let out a high pitched scream and ran away from you. as you were chasing him, your foot hit something which caused you to yelp and crash onto the ground. you groaned and laid there, staring at the bright fluorescent lights above you. atsumu asked if you were okay, jogging over to you before accidentally falling on top of you. he caught himself and stared right at you, his breathing getting heavy. “ah— fuck, ya ‘kay?” he mutters, his hair falling in front of his eyes. you nod and stare at him, cheeks flushing red. “no— yeah, i’m fine..” you mutter, causing him to chuckle. “you’re so cute,” he compliments, kissing your nose before helping you up. “i’m not— where’d you get that from?” you question, rolling your eyes. atsumu shrugs and smiles, moving to kiss your nose once more. “keep saying that, and i’ll kiss ya again.”

☆ suna leans against the doorframe as he watches you cook for the both of you, a soft smile appearing on his face. you feel a presence and turn, looking at him before giving him a small wave. he chuckles and returns the wave, ushering you to focus on the food and ignore him. you laugh, mainly to yourself as your attention went back to the pan in front of you. minutes later, you announce that dinner was finished, heading over to the table and placing the dishes down. suna walks into the kitchen, assisting you in grabbing utensils, opening the drawer. you walk pass him before accidentally tripping on air, grabbing the counter in hopes that it’ll help you. failing, you instead close your eyes and wait for impact. chuckles fill your ears and you open your eyes, focusing on the male in front of you. “you good, pretty?” he questions, a slight tilt to his head. your cheeks started to burn, words stuck in your throat. you realize that suna had his arm snaked around your waist and your hands were against his chest. “yes, i’m okay,” you assured, giving him a nod before he nods back and lets out another chuckle. “who would’ve known that you would be falling for me again,” you gasp and gently smack his chest as he set you on your feet, unable to stop his laughter. you laugh with him and push him towards the table. “oh, shut up. go to the table. i’ll get everything,” he presses a kiss against your cheek before shuffling towards the table, “you got it, boss.”

☆ during kuroo’s lunch break, you both decided to take a relaxing stroll through one of the nearby parks. hand in hand, there was comfortable silence between the both of you. kuroo gently squeezed your hand, grabbing your attention. you look at him with a confused, concerned look and he gives you a quick peck on the lips. “it’s nothing, i just wanted to see if you were okay,” he hums, looking away from your stare. “had me worried there, tetsu.” you say, causing him to burst out a soft laugh. “sorry, love. wanted to see that pretty face of yours too,” you open your mouth to retort before closing it, choosing to let him win the argument that hasn’t started. you decide to let go of kuroo’s grip, walking a bit ahead of him. he lets you do whatever you pleased, hands now shoved into his slacks. a smile appearing on kuroo’s face as he watched you enjoy yourself in the cooling breeze. his eyes left you for a moment before they landed back on you, realizing you were in the midst of tripping on a crack of the path. his eyes widened and he immediately ran towards you, catching you in his arms before you could hit the ground. your face had shock written all over it, feeling as if your life flashed before your eyes. “are you hurt at all? you should be careful where you’re walking,” he mutters, scolding you. you furrow your eyebrows and frown. “i didn’t see it! not my fault,” he sighs and chuckles slightly, muttering “cute” before standing you up straight.

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strawberrykake · 2 years

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˚ ◌༘ ⋆｡˚ ⋆ -ˏˋ 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐭 ˊˎ˚ ◌༘ ⋆｡˚ ⋆

Refresh yourself ! small drabbles

🍓 you bump into them on the street - Hinata, Kageyama, Bokuto, Kenma, Sakusa

🍓 you bump into them on the street pt2 - Ushijima, Nishinoya, Oikawa, Aone

🍓 walk in the park - Middle blockers: Tsukishima, Suna, Tendou, Lev, Hirugami

🍓 mistletoe (Holiday post) - the captains: Daichi, Oikawa, Kuroo, Terushima, Bokuto, Ushijima, Kita

🍓 untied shoelaces - the setters: Shirabu, Kenma, Semi, Sugawara, Oikawa, Koganegawa, Atsumu, Kageyama, Akaashi

🍓 captains’ nicknames for their s/o - Daichi, Kuroo, Oikawa, Bokuto, Ushijima

🍓 gimme kith - Hoshiumi, Sugawara, Matsukawa, Yahaba, Kuroo

🍓 don’t be suspicious, don’t be suspicious - aone, iwaizumi+oikawa

🍓 shiratorizawa w/ an energetic s/o - Ushijima, Shirabu, Goshiki, Tendou

🍓 sleeping with your mouth open - tsukishima, akaashi, tanaka, sugawara

🍬 “wear anything you want, I can fight” - bf scenario

🍬 bf w/ brooding gaze - bf scenario

🍬 when u r struggling to grab something from the top shelf - bf scenarios

🍬 “your eyes are so pretty,, can I have them?” - bf scenario

🍬 playing with your hair mid-conversation - bf scenario

🍬 proposal prompts - scenarios

🍬 how he would respond to a simple request - bf scenario

🍬 “if my girl was cold…” - bf scenario

🍬 wins you a giant stuffed animal - bf scenario

🍬 wears your purse in public - bf scenario

🍒 ushijima “not a romantic guy” wakatoshi - drabble

🍒 your love makes me forget bad things exist - Hinata drabble

🥨 ariana grande lyrics as haikyuu prompts

🥨 taylor swift lyrics as haikyuu prompts

Some yummy foods (reader-inserts (longer readings)

🍙 captains taking you on the first date - Daichi, Kuroo, Oikawa, Bokuto, Ushijima

🍙 the ace’s misunderstanding - Iwaizumi, Asahi, Aran, Ushijima, Yamamoto, Futakuchi

🍙 bf opening glued jar prank - Bokuto, Kenma, Ushijima, Kyoutani, Kita

🍙 surprise kisses -Hinata, Tsukishima, Kenma, Osamu

🥪 glad we met - Sugawara, Hinata, Osamu, Oikawa (Latina!reader)

🥪 his s/o who’s always listening to music - Iwaizumi, Bokuto

🍙 not saying ‘ily’ back prank - Kageyama, Atsumu, Sakusa, Tendou

🍙 unexptected flirting - Tsukishima, Iwaizumi, Hyakuzawa, Nishinoya

🍙 teammates reacting to you dating - Kageyama, Kenma, Aone

🍙 gifting him flowers - vice captains: Kai, Sugawara, Akaashi (pt1) Iwaizumi, Reon, Kamasaki (pt2)

🍙 nasa (“when i miss you, it’ll change the way i kiss you”) - Ushijima, Osamu, Keishin, Oikawa

🍙 calling you ma'am - Yamaguchi, Ennoshita, Goshiki, Akaashi (fem!reader)

🍙 thigh flirting w/ ur crush - Iwaizumi, Kenma, Suna

🍙 awkward hq boys’ first time trying to cheer up their manager - Ushijima, Kageyama, Sakusa (manager!reader)

🥪 your other half - Kenma (male!reader)

🥪 his super reliable manager - Kuroo, Osamu, Oikawa, Bokuto (manager!reader)

🥪 being their best friend pt - iwaizumi-oikawa; matsukawa-hanamaki; sakusa-komori; ushijima-tendou; miya twins-suna

🍙 when he pulls the ‘not saying ily back’ prank (series) - (1) kageyama, Atsumu, (2) Nishinoya, Bokuto, Oikawa, (3) Iwaizumi, Kuroo

🥪 compassion never fails - Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Bokuto, Hinata

🍙 ‘ignoring your bf’ prank - Suna, Tsukishima, Semi

🥪 ladies and gentlemen…them✨ - Oikawa, Ushijima

🍙 father and son matching clothes - Ushijima, Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Kuroo, Daichi, Kita

🥪 You’re So Lovely - Semi

🍙 “if you could have dinner with anyone dead or alive…” - Akaashi, Sugawara, Atsumu

🥪 when you’re crying at your graduation - Tsukishima, Semi, Bokuto

🥪 haikyuu x extroverted!reader - Tsukishima, Bokuto, Kita

🥪 overworking yourself - Oikawa, Akaashi

🍕 deja vu - Ukai Keishin (COLLAB)

🥪 sunkissed - Oikawa, Kuroo, Akaashi, Daichi

🥪 take your time - atsumu, oikawa, akaashi

🥪 when you're crying at his graduation - tsukishima, semi, bokuto

A drink! smaus

🥤 Lev using Hinata as Kenma bait - smau headcanon

🥤 haikyuu boys reacting to your first good morning text - Ushijima, Tsukishima, Oikawa, Hinata || reader insert

🥤 haikyuu boys reacting to your first good morning text pt 2a - Kageyama, Kenma (2a), Sugawara, Nishinoya (pt2b)

🥤 when they want to see you — hcs

Want juice instead? headcanons(hcs), fake quotes(fq), haikyuu ships, etc. (non-reader inserts)

🧃 captains jamming to music in the car - fq

🧃 what is Tsukki listening to? - fq

🧃 haikyuu ships’ daughters - hq ships

🧃 haikyuu ships’ daughters pt2 - hq ships

🧃 my Kagehina headcanons- hq ships

🧃 types of “present unwrappers” - hcs

#🍽—masterlist #WHY IS THIS SO MESSY HELP

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pavo-ocxllus · 2 years

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❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬. ❞

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡… haikyuu!! but make it enemies to lovers. 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠… haikyuu!! boys x gn!reader (unfortunately, i was on vacation while writing this, so most likely not everybody was here since i had to write in html format and got hella confused) 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠… pining, fluff, angst, strictly enemies-to-lovers, mass headcanons 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬… angst, pining, possibly one-sided love or one-sided rivalry. 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐭… i swear if i see this quote once more i’m gonna cry (not before finally watching bridgerton tho) fun fact: the 4th headcanon was actually based off of a real life grudge i had in middle school track (no, i did not end up liking them)

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — you didn’t want to do it, and they certainly didn’t want to do it. however, in a world that acts like not having a romantic relationship at a certain amount of time is downright horrible, social pressures from everyone to your parents, friends, and literally strangers on the street inevitably led the two of you together. it was, apparently, out of pure convenience; all of your other friends were busy, and now here were the both of you, hand in hand, in a bustling party, where they had no clue who most of the people were. this situation unfortunately also made it where they were “forced” to hang out with you... well, now that you thought about it more, “forced” is a rather generous word, given how they either are a little bit too affectionate, even for a supposedly fake relationship, or how he might adamantly deny he was when you point it out.

↳ SUNA, KAGEYAMA, yaku, kyotani, sakunami-ish, GOSHIKI, SAKUSA, semi, kuroo.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 ❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 ❞ 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — mutual hatred spread like an invasive species in the both of you ever since the two of you met each other as children; perhaps it was just fate that you two practically loathed every square inch of each other. of course, the hatred seemed to do nothing but strengthen as the two of you grown older, as seen by the way he walks you home since he’s practically the only one the school who knows and is near where you live, the way he splits his lunch with you when you forget yours, and most notably, the longing gaze he gives you across the room when he sees you all happy and smiliey with someone who wasn’t him, and of course, when he seems genuinely cheerful when he's around you. he’s definitely doing this because he hates you.

↳ kawanishi, DAISHOU, kai, WATARI, GOSHIKI, matsunhyakuzawa, kinoshita, HINATA, nakashima, ARAN, yamagata, watari-ish, LEV-ish, inuoka, iwaizumi

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — to say you were flat-out stoked when you got the job was definitely an understatement... and everything seemed practically perfect; the salary, the hours, the conditions. it just seemed as if everything was going in your favor! however, as one of your co-workers were showing you around the workplace, your eyes weren’t looking at the direction they were supposed to and spotted a rather familiar young man. maybe your eyes were tricking you... maybe he was just eerily familiar, but it couldn’t possibly be him! before you started eternally racking your brain for possible excuses for why he out of all people was here, your fellow coworker interrupts your thoughts, causing you to rush over to them, embarrassed, but now without the weird feeling of eyes on you. even with such a subtle interaction, the coworker leading you around the workplace couldn’t help but feel as though they’re going to be in a world of hurt tommorrow.

↳ TSUKKI, ennoshita, ukai, KUGIRI, yamamoto, TANAKA, NOYA, suna, makki

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — is there one, single, thing that this guy cannot do better than you? honestly, it just seems like he’s good at everything; from athletics to academics, and maybe even throw in art there too. it’s frustrating; maybe it’s just you, but either they verbally say it or not, he just seem to be mocking you with his aura alone. insecurity aside, you couldn’t help but feel the burning need to not only succeed, but at the very least, beat him, and it’s the very same for him. (plot twist: he really was trying to show off, but this mess happened instead).

↳ kenma-ish, KAMASAKI, ATSUMU, osamu, kuroo, TSUKKI (insufferable), suga, kita (he’s way too damn perfect), kindaichi-ish, kunimi (insufferable 2 electric boogaloo), NUMAI, GAO, oikawa, iwaizumi-ish, AKAASHI.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — the thing about this relationship was that unlike the others, this particular one didn’t have any history of bad blood between you and him. however, similar to most of them, the tense atmosphere always came when the two of you were in the same room together. unfortunately, it seemed as though both of your guardians had agreed that it was romantic tension, causing the two of you to be married on the next day. the night before the ceremony, the bed sheets were... cold... almost, even when the both of you were more than aware you were sharing the same bed. it’s less casual teasing and more distant than anything. this “relationship” wasn’t going anywhere, everybody and their mothers know it. regardless, with absolutely no effort on both of your parts to get to know your spouse better, there's simply no hope.

↳ YAMAGUCHI, washio, ASAHI, MONIWA, udai, ikejiri, daichi, AONE, teshiro.

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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🎉 1,000 FOLLOWER EVENT 🎉

🪶Being Karasuno's Manager 🪶

🏐Training Camp Edition Pt. 4🏐

Featuring interruptions Karasuno, Nekoma, Seijoh, Shiratorizawa, Inarizaki and Fukurodani

Karasuno featuring Shiratorizawa, Nekoma, Inarizaki, Fukurodani and Seijoh x Female Manager

Part 1 🏐 Part 2 🏐 Part 3 🏐 Part 4

Warnings: swearing, window creeping, the boys getting what they deserve

✨️Please Like, Comment and Reblog to show Support ✨️

NO BOYS ALLOWED

That's the theme of this Sleepover

And trust me, every single one of you deserves this

"It's so peaceful in here"- Yachi

"Yeah when the boys arent bothering us every 0.02 seconds it's really calm"- Kaori

"Who wants to bet whose going to interrupt us first?"- Yukie, knowing exactly how it goes

"I talked to Daichi and Kita. They will make sure we have a peaceful evening"- Kiyoko

You just laugh out loud

"Whats so funny YN?"- Yukie

"If you think Daichi and Kita can stop those idiots, you are definitely 1) overestimating Daichi and Kita's skills and 2) underestimating Atsumu, Oikawa and Bokuto"- you laughing

The girls all giggle as a masterplan is being forged in another room

"We need to figure out a way in there"- Atsumu talking to Oikawa, Bokuto and Tendou

"Yeah but Kita is guarding the wing to the girls dorm and Daichi recruited Iwa, Akaashi , Kai and Semi to help. How are we getting through that?"- Oikawa

"We need a plan and I have just the idea- get Tanaka, Noya and Yamamoto to meet us outside"- Atsumu

Please these idiots really think they have something 🤣

Once the goons are gathered outside, Atsumu lays his plan out

"We climb the building and get into the room right next to the girls. There is a adjoining room right next door. Then we move in"- Atsumu

"That's a genius idea!"- Bokuto, stars in his eyes 🤩

"Wait 🤚🏻 what if we get caught? Shouldn't we have a lookout?"- Tendou

"I have an idea!"- Tanaka, taking off and emerging with Hinata in toe

"Hinata my man!"- Bokuto

"Ok ginger will be our look out"- Atsumu

"Lookout for what?"- Hinata, so confused

"Um- well we have to check out something on the roof so we need an observant person to watch out for anyone"- Tendou

"But why?"- Hinata, asking the hard questions

"Because- uh well we need to fix this and we don't want anyone to know what we are doing"- Yamamoto

"Watch out for what???"- Hinata 😃 our bby boi

Please could you have picked anyone worse

"Ok if someone comes out that door right there just tell us ok?"- Atsumu

"What should I say?"- Hinata, clueless

"Idk just tell us-" Oikawa

"Yeah but how?"- Hinata 😃

Please 🤣🤣🤣 this plan is already going great

"Just whistle really loud and we will take it from there"- Atsumu

Hinata 👉🏻😃 👍🏻

Please watching these boys climb up the side of the building is already a treat 😫

Suna and Kunimi come from inside and see Hinata just standing there 🧍‍♂️

"Hinata what are you doing?"- Suna

"Acting casual, why?"- Hinata, always playing it cool

Suna looks over the see Atsumu, Tendou, Bokuto, Oikawa, Noya, Tanaka and Yamamoto climbing up to the girls dorm

Suna hits Kunimi and points

"Oh god this is going to be good! I got the front you get the side"- Kunimi running as Suna goes to the side 📱

Lucky for them, they came just in time for the main event 🥰

"Hinata, what are you doing out here?"- Daichi barks with Iwa, Ushijima, Kita and Kuroo on his heels

Hinata 👉🏻👁👄👁 ahhh, I ahhhh

Please Hinata tries to whistle 😗😗😗😗

But nothing comes out 🤣

"Shit I forgot I can't whistle!"- Hinata, panicking

"What in the hell are you taking about?"- Suga, now joined by Semi, Reon, Mattsun and Makki

Oh god this is getting out of control

Kunimi is trying to hold his camera steady but the laughter is just too much

Akaashi comes out with Michinari, Omimi, Washio and Konoha

Hinata is majorly sweating now

Please the idiots climbing the building have absolutely no clue this is happening

Hinata panics and screams

"WHISTLE WHISTLE"- Hinata

"Did you just scream "whistle"?"- Akaashi

"Ahhh no, this is all an illusion"- Hinata, waving his arms

Please the idiots who are climbing to the roof have made it there

Atsumu and Oikawa somehow still think this is the best plan ever

"On second thought, maybe this isn't the best idea ever"- Tendou

Atsumu waves his hand and walks up to the window to see the managers sitting around and laughing

"Nope, still best idea ever"- Oikawa looking besides Atsumu

Back on the ground

"Hinata, what in the hell is going on?"- Daichi, now furious

Osamu and Ginjima come out with Sarukui, Komi, Yahaba, Watari and Kyotani

"Hey were is Atsumu?"- Osamu

Before anyone can answer Kindaichi comes running out

"Hey has anyone seen Oikawa? He said he was going to help me with spikes tonight"- Kindaichi

Everyone looks at Hinata who is majorly sweating

Back above ground, Bokuto is getting impatient

"Hey move Tsumu, I want to see"- Bokuto our resident toddler

"Hey stop pushing"- Oikawa

Inside you hear a rattling noise

"Shh girls, did you hear that?"- you, putting your hand up

You turn around to see the faces of Oikawa, Atsumu and Bokuto in your window

Of course, you all scream

Back on the ground 🙌🏻

"What the hell?"- Iwaizumi hearing you scream as he takes off up to your dorm room

Kita, Suga, Aran, Akaashi and Kuroo all follow

Hinata is just standing there like 😗 🧍‍♂️ 😅

"Hinata what the hell is going on?"- Daichi, now flipping angry

"Why is Atsumu, Bokuto, Oikawa and the others on the roof?"- Osamu, standing by Suna who is in his element

"What the hell!"- Daichi taking off and looking up to see Bokuto, Atsumu and Oikawa all staring back

Upstairs, Iwaizumi bursts through the girls door to see the offenders outside

"You have got to be kidding me"- Akaashi 🤦

Iwaizumi flings the window open and screams

"SHITTYKAWA GET YOUR ASS IN HERE RIGHT NOW"- Iwaizumi, flipping mad

"Are you girls ok?"- Kita, our lord and savior

"Yeah it just scared us that's all"- Yachi

Iwaizumi drags Oikawa followed by Atsumu, Bokuto, Yamamoto, Noya, Tendou and Tanaka into your dorm room

"I swear to god-" Iwa starts right as you just PLOW into the boys

"WHAT IN THE ACTUAL HELL DO YOU IDIOTS THINK YOU ARE DOING UP HERE? DO YOU REALIZE YOU COULD HAVE FALLEN AND GOTTEN HURT OR WORSE!!"- You screaming at them

"Whoa YN chill-" Kiyoko

But please YN is on a roll 💅🏼

"I CANT BELIEVE HOW STUPID YOU IDIOTS ARE! SERIOUSLY YOU DID ALL THIS FOR WHAT? JUST TO PEEP IN TO OUR SLUMBERPARTY??"- you

"We missed you YN"- Bokuto 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

By this time, everyone is gathered in the doorway and room watching you just rip the boys a new one 😆

"YOU MISSED ME? YOUVE BEEN BUGGING ME ALL DAY!"- You throwing your hands up in the air

At this point, everyone is just staring at you YN

Like Daichi, Akaashi, and Kita got nothing 🤣

Please Kuroo is just like nodding his head in agreement the whole time

But you weren't done yet, oh no 😅

You walk up to Oikawa and Atsumu, grab them by their shirts and hall then out the door and down the stairs

"I'VE HAD ABSOLUTELY ENOUGH OF YOU TWO THIS PAST WEEK"- You shout as everyone follows you

"YN please we are so sorry"- Oikawa, begging

"Yeah YN, we just wanted to be apart of your sleep over"- Atsumu

You stop, turn around and glare daggers at the two tall idiots

Yes YN they are really this stupid 🙄

Breathe YN, just breathe ok

"YN don't be too hard on them. They don't have a manager"- Suga interjects

"SUGA"- Daichi shouts

Please he's blood thirsty 🤣

Suga just puts his hands up in defeat

By this time Kiyoko, Yachi, Kaori and Yukie have all gathered behind you

Standing in solidarity am I right ✊🏻

You just stand there glaring with you arms folded as the offenders deflate

"We're sorry YN"- Oikawa, Atsumu, Bokuto and Tendou all say in unison

"I'm not sorry"- Noya

Please someone-

Ennoshita's got it under control ☺️

"OUCH HEY"- Noya rubbing his head after Ennoshita smacks it

"Come on YN, let's get back to the room"- Kiyoko says

"Yeah we still haven't had our pillow fight yet"- Kaori jokes

Please all the boys are like "👁👄👁 Excuse me"

"SHES JOKING YOU IDIOTS"- you still furious

"Or maybe not"- Yuki says slamming the door behind you as you all laugh and continue your slumber party

The next morning, you awake with the other girls

"We should probably go start breakfast"- Yachi says yawning

"I'm surprised they haven't broken our door down yet crawling for food"- Yukie laughed

You exit the room to hear silence

That's strange, that's weird 🤨

Also probably not good because like look whose at this camp 😅

You head down to the kitchen and suddenly you hear a loud crash

You run to the kitchen, stopping in the doorway to see all the boys preparing breakfast

"What is going on here?"- Kiyoko

"YN!"- Hinata yells, running to hug you

"What are you guys doing?"- Kaori asks, baffled by the sight

"Well since we messed up your sleep over, we decided to make you breakfast"- Oikawa

"Actually Daichi decided you would make the girls breakfast and Iwaizumi enforced it"- Kunimi said and Suna nodded in agreement

"Details"- Atsumu said as Osamu was busy cooking

"Actually Osamu is doing all the work and we are trying to keep Atsumu, Bokuto and Oikawa from burning the place down"- Akaashi says

"You guys really did all this for us"- You 🥺

"Yeah YN. We are really sorry about last night"- Atsumu 👉🏻👈🏻🥺

"Speak for yourself"- Tanaka 🙄😒

Ennoshita... if you would 👨🏻‍🦲🤚🏻

Please at this point, you are all tearing up

"Omg what's wrong YN?"- Bokuto, panicking

"Nothing, I just- I just love you guys so much"- you throwing yourself into a Bokuto's arms and hugging him

Please Bokuto is like frozen

But also like so freaking happy 😍

"Hey what about us YN?"- Atsumu and Oikawa

You leave Bokuto and literally attack Oikawa and Atsumu with hugs

Please these boys THRIVE off your affection

"Hey my hug wasn't as long as theirs!"- Bokuto

"Shove it Bokuto"- Atsumu

"YN seriously"- Daichi, blaming you again

You 👉🏻 🧍‍♀️ 👁👄👁 I did NOTHING!

Now YN, we know that's not entirely true 🙃

"I seriously cant wait for next year"- Yachi says chewing her food

You 👉🏻😃😐😳 NEXT YEAR???

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Grand Theft Auto V - Ron Jakowski, Trevor Philips, and Wade Hebert.

Gone - Albert Hillsborough, Alex Mayle, Antoine, Caine Soren, Charles "Orc" Merriman, Drake Merwin, Edilio Escobar, Elwood Booker, Hunter Lefkowitz, Lance, Tony "Cookie" Gilder, Toto, Turk, Tyler "Bug", Paint, Panda, Quinn Gaither, Roger, Zil Sperry.

Haikyuu - Atsumu Miya, Daichi Sawamura, Eita Semi, Kei Tsukishima, Keiji Akaashi, Keishin Ukai, Kenma Kozume, Kōshi Sugawara, Kōtarō Bokuto, Lev Haiba, Osamu Miya, Rintarō Suna, Ryūnosuke Tanaka, Satori Tendō, Shinsuke Kita, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Tetsurō Kuroo, Tobio Kageyama, Tōru Oikawa, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Yū Nishinoya.

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Texas Chainsaw Massacre - Alfredo Sawyer, Edward "Tex" Saywer, Robert "Chop Top" Sawyer, and Nubbins Sawyer.

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Request: @multi-fandom-fanfic I'm so sorry it took me so long but now the second part is done. 🥴💚 I think it's still a open end so you can decide on your own how the story ends. 😌 (I really can't say why I like open ends more, so sorry for that hehe)

Pairing: Suna x Reader, mention of Osamu

Genre: angst, fluff ( Part 1)

Warning: Manga spoiler

Words: 4.540

Your tears flow down your cheeks as you run away from Suna. From his nasty words, which he had said right into your face some second ago. Calling you, his long-time girlfriend, a crazy, annoying stalker… That hurts...

His cold and distant eyes have made it clear to you that you should disappear. But why is it so hard to forget him? The question is simple to answer because you love him. Because you don’t want to admit that he really meant his words the same way.

Still you run, don’t look forward when you bump into something big. Something… or better said someone.

“Eh dude, watch ou- oh, oh hi… What’re ya doing here?”

His expression changes within seconds from an annoyed man to an old good friend who is happy to see you again after almost nine months. But his smile, those dark eyes, and his warm hands on your shoulders quickly fade when he sees how upset you are.

“Osamu I-”

“Hey, come in, kay?” Says the probably more mature one of the two Miya brothers, as he looks around left and right and pushes you into his shop, before he takes in the big sign, which was placed on the street with all the dishes of the day, and turns the open sign to closed.

Somewhat lost, you stand in the room, keep your arms crossed in front of your body, and look around the shop. It’s been a while since you were here. Actually, it was before the breakup with Suna, where Osamu and all of you watched a game of the Japanese national team together in his shop.

“So you’re still alive, huh?”

You hear Osamu behind you as he puts a hand on your lower back and pushes you slightly forward, telling you to sit down. Nodding, you go to a small table where two people can eat and sit down. Osamu hands you a handkerchief from his pocket so you can wipe away your tears before he puts a glass of water on your table and sits down next to you.

“I’m sorry, I… It was just difficult for me to come here… You know, Suna was almost always here and it just hurts…”

You know he doesn’t want an apology from you, but you still want to explain it to him. You were only here with Suna. Osamu is also your friend, but for every celebration, Suna would have been there and just at the beginning of the breakup, that was too much for you. It’s still hard for you to keep seeing him at games. It constantly remembers you that all the beautiful times with him is just a nice memory now. But you promised him back then to support him, and you still want that, even if it hurts.

“Well, it’s okay. I get it. But at least ya could have answered my messages, you know?” With a friendly smile, he tries to disguise his serious words, and he succeeds.

“You’re still at each of his games, right?”

“I - yes…”

“Damn, this idiot’s really lucky… Ya know, you deserve better. Think about yerself, not him.”

He clicks his tongue before leaning back in the chair and looking at you. He had never understood the reason for your breakup. Actually, not one of Suna’s friends had. They were all confused. To this day, it remains a mystery to him what his true motives are.

He still watches you clench the handkerchief firmly in your hand, before you drink your water glass empty and look at the clock. If you want to go home? Should he stop you? Keep comforting you? After all, nine months have passed and you still seem to love Suna. So it must be a horrible time for you. He should be a good friend and help you get on other thoughts now that you’re here. But before he can say a word, you open your mouth.

“Where are my manners? You were about to close the store, weren’t you? I don’t want to keep you out of your free time.”

You sniff when you look behind Osamu and notice a group picture of you all, with Suna and you as a couple. Even here, everything reminds you of your time together. The time as a happy couple.

“Ah no, it’s all right. I -”

“No, no, please. I think I should go. But I promise you, next time I’ll answer your message. Thank you, thank you for the time you took for my well being.” You interrupt him and get up, walk towards the shop door with quick steps, followed by Osamu, who goes outside with you.

“Are ya sure? I mean, you’re welcome to stay. You must be hungry, right?”

“Thanks Osamu, but I’m not hungry. Next time, I promise.”

You answer him with a smile, hug him goodbye and give him a fleeting kiss on the cheek before turning around and going home. It won’t hurt to hang out with him. As long as you two are alone. Maybe he also knows the reason why Suna stopped loving you. Maybe you can fix it that way.

After the little kiss, Osamu grins stupidly, is a little surprised, as he makes a half turn and touches the cheek, on which your lips were before. “See ya next time.” He whispers softly, before he shakes his head smiling and froze a short time later when he looks up. Because in front of him is his old friend. The man who broke your heart.

Osamu imagines that for a second he did not see that monotonous, indifferent look on Suna’s face. He imagines that Suna had an almost frightened expression for a blink of an eye, wounded, when he saw you with Osamu.

“You… You’re dating my ex?” He asks irritated, and looks at your disappearing silhouette.

Actually, he was the one who dumped you out of nowhere, ignored you, and suddenly realized he didn’t love you anymore. So Suna shouldn’t care if he’s dating you or not. Even if his boyfriend’s ex is probably taboo.

“Eh no we-“

“It’s okay… I don’t care for that girl.”

“That… girl? The hell? So you’re telling me ya wouldn’t mind if I went out with the woman you’ve been dating since childhood?”

“Yeah, do whatever you want.” It comes out of Suna without hesitation, before he shrugs his shoulders indifferently, his hands in his pockets.

“Ya wouldn’t mind if we kiss, if I tell her I love her, and if we would sleep together?”

“Like I said... Do whatever you want.” This time his answer is not as determined as before. At least Osamu wants to convince himself of it. Because he just can’t understand his friend.

“Awesome. Then, I gotta call her today and ask her if she wanna go out with me. Maybe we’ll add some Netflix and chill.” Again Osamu tries to lure him out of the reserve, and again Suna does not even flinch.

“Do you want to go on with it, or do I get the portion of Onigiri that you should put back for me?”

“Yeah… Well, wait. Gotta go, get the food for ya.”

Only his thumb stops him from pressing the small call icon on his phone. One last time, he goes through the conversation with Suna in his head. He remembers the words of his friend after giving him the food. Osamu had asked him about the real reason for the breakup. This time he wasn’t satisfied with a simple “I don’t love her anymore”. He wanted to know the real reason so he wouldn’t feel guilty about going out with his buddy’s ex-girlfriend. At least that was the version Osamu told Suna hoping he would buy it from him. And other than expected, he got the real reason.

“I broke up with her because I saw how much this life in the spotlight ruins her. I could see it in her eyes. She was scared, sad, had little sleep. She needs another life, one that I can’t give her.”

“Don’t ya think you should’ve talked to her about it? There is always a solution.”

“No, she would have denied it. She would have tried to play it down that it was okay. She’d never admit it. But that doesn’t matter. As I said, I don’t love her anymore. “

“Ya don’t love her anymore… That’s why you’re trying hard to keep her away from you, trying to be as disgusting as possible to her, so she hates ya?”

“Yes, I don’t care about her.” He had said this sentence with such an odd look, Osamu is still thinking about what this look should mean, before he shakes his head and presses the button. Maybe Suna realizes that he cares about you when he sees you two together.

“Hello Osamu, did you want to try whether I really stick to my word, to not ignore you?” You laugh on the other side. But if he listens more closely, he hears that you are sad.

“Yeah, so ya know, I was actually wondering if you might have time tomorrow. I’d like to do something with ya and… And just wanna talk if that’s okay with ya.” For a long time, he hears nothing on the other line. Not even your breathing. Maybe you’re not on the phone anymore? But then he hears your voice again.

“Yes, sure. Where and when should I be there?”

“Tomorrow at four in the afternoon in front of my shop?”

“Alright, sounds good. See you tomorrow, Osamu..” With these words you say goodbye to him a second time today, not knowing what awaits you tomorrow. Would you have gone into the meeting if you had known what he was going to tell you there, what he was going to do? You don’t know, because if you hadn’t gone into the meeting, your feelings wouldn’t be so upset, strange and confused today.

Because after your meeting, three games of Suna have already passed, in which you were not on the stand to cheer Suna. You went to Osamu’s store, watched the game from there. Today is the fourth game, a game to which Osamu had invited you to his home. He posted a selfie of you and him together on his couch in his group chat, with the words “Good luck, from my charming seat neighbor and me.” his arm tightly wrapped around you. He wanted nothing more than to reach Suna’s attention with the picture, which he apparently succeeded.

Because for the entire game, Suna looked distracted, almost absent, until he was replaced and was told to take a rest on the bench. For the remaining game time, he didn’t come back as a player. Also, he is not present at the press conference. His coach apologizes and tells the people that Suna should visit the doctor because of an alleged harmless injury. With this injury, which is not described further, they also excused his performance today.

You observe the press conference, worrying about Suna, which Osamu notices. Suna is so lucky... He has a woman who loves him more than anything, who, although he treated her badly, would stand behind him and support him. Why is he ruining all this? He does not realize that his decision, which he had made for your benefit, was actually nothing but selfishly, because he ignored your feelings. If only he talked to you.

Osamu is looking for the right words to cheer you up, to get you somehow on other thoughts, when his mobile phone vibrates next to him, before he looks at his screen for a brief moment.

Suna is angry with herself. Angry that his feelings had influenced him while playing. He had to think of this picture, how close Osamu was to you. Osamu had really not hesitated and called you directly. Suna thought it was just a bluff that his friend had just told him all the stuff to pull him out of the wall he had built. He never thought he’d put his words into action.

Suna had to think about how you celebrate each of the points his team had scored. Did Osamu hug you? Did you even kiss? The thought alone makes him sick. Every point has made him more restless. It was probably better that his coach had sent him home. Home, where he should go now, but his legs lead him to a small detour past Osamu’s apartment.

He only notices the fact that he stands in front of the building where his friend lives when he stands in front of the entrance. Through the bright window, he can look into the living room. It’s almost ironic that he’s the one watching you through a window now.

His throat is dry, his chest heavy when he sees you both sitting on the couch. The press conference is still going on in the background, but you two have not been looking there for a long time. Your eyes are fixed on Osamu, his on yours. Far too familiar, he strokes your cheek, is much too close to you. Suna feels like he’s about to throw up.

He didn’t want to drag you away because he hates you. He wanted you as far away from him as possible because he can’t stand to see you. Because he always loved you. For so many years… It hurts to see you so close to him and not to touch you, to not feel your warm and soft skin.

Suna wanted to convince himself that he wanted to see you happy, but actually he has to admit that he was selfish, because deep inside, he was relieved that you were there, even if you were sad. Then seeing you every time he plays has shown him that you still stand behind him, that you are still there, that you’re still paying attention to him. Never would you let him down, no matter what he’s trying to do. No matter how badly he treats you.

Suna knows he should be happy for you when you have found your new happiness and let you go. Let you live the life you deserve. But why can’t he leave you behind, accept that you’re happy with Osamu now?

It’s too easy to say. He can’t because he realized in the first game where you were not there that you were ready to leave your relationship behind, that you actually perceive your relationship as a memory. He can’t accept it because he wants to be in Osamu’s place. Suna can’t see you happy with another man. It tears him apart to see the woman he loves continue her path without him, even though you have a good right to do so. But he can’t let you go. Even if he should.

His eyes are still fixed on you as his foot steps back, but he stops in his movement when he sees Osamu coming closer and closer to your face how he tells you something, before you close your eyes. Between your lips, there’s almost no space left.

Go… Stay… Suna’s feelings struggle with his mind. Let her be happy. Stop her. He can’t…

“Okay, now listen to me. My camera outside the front door has a motion sensor that notifies me as soon as someone stands in front of my door. Suna is standing outside right now, and I’m pretty sure it’s because of the photo that I put in our group. Well more because of you. Just do me this one favor and play along now and close yer eyes, okay?”

You can’t follow Osamu’s words at first, still trying to understand them as he gets closer and closer to you. Why is Suna here? Why isn’t he with the doctor as described by his coach? Was Osamu right about what he told you several weeks ago? Is it true that Suna still loves you? That he’s here would prove that he cares about you. But what exactly is Osamu up to?

Although you don’t understand what Osamu is aiming for, you close your eyes, hear the couch below you make a creaking sound as Osamu approaches you before you sense his breath on your lips. Is he trying to kiss you? Osamu wanted to help you get back together with Suna, so what’s he doing here? And why are you suddenly so warm, why do his touches feel so pleasant? Is it because you two have spent so much time together in the last few weeks that he has become someone so familiar to you? Or maybe you… No.

And yet, you do not avoid the kiss, want to give in to it as the loud bell of his front door makes you both startle.

Osamu looks at the door with a sly grin before he folds his hands in front of him in an apologetic gesture and bows to you.

“I’m so terribly sorry for what just happened.” He stutters with reddened cheeks, almost like a small school child. Somehow, he thought it would be a good idea to kiss you to make Suna jealous, but he has to admit that he is almost disappointed that it did not come to the kiss. A confession that he should never say out loud. After all, he wants you and his friend to be happy again.

“O- okay?” You answer him completely confused and look after him as he goes to the door when he plays as if he’s startled to see Suna.

“Suna? What are you doing here, shouldn’t y-”

“Yeah, yeah it’s fine. I -, are you alone?” Asks Suna rhetorically, because he already knows the answer.

Hesitantly, you come to meet the two men, notice how you suddenly feel uncomfortable again, heavy and sad. Confused, mad, glad, angry and so much at once. Seeing Suna hurts you so much that you want to run away. For his words are still deep in your ears. “You’re like a crazy stalker”.

Close to tears, you notice how a warm hand lies down on your shoulder, before you’re looking to the side in Osamu’s smiling face.

“Eh, I put the pic of us in the group Suna, of course I’m not alone. Why?”

Suna studies your form, and for the first time in a long you see a suffering Suna in front of you. His green eyes, which were always so beautiful, look tired. They look so sad and lost.

“Can, can I talk to you?”

“I don’t know what you want to talk about with a crazy stalker.”

You answer him and it feels like a slap in the face. Of course, these words have remained in your memory. He himself could hardly bring them over his lips. How much they must have hurt you. He was an asshole, still is, for bothering you and his best friend to finally find happiness. Suna didn’t deserve to ask for forgiveness, to ask if you see a chance at both of you having a fresh start, finding a way together against all these paparazzi.

“My bad, you’re right. I’ll be at the store tomorrow after practice, Osamu. Can you put a portion of ramen back?”

Suna changes the subject with a bitter undertone when he glances at his friend, don’t dare to look at you and turns around to leave the apartment?

“Hey, wait, where are ya going?” Osamu tries to stop him but Suna’s steps become faster.

“You heard my coach. I have to see the doctor. So, bye.” He says goodbye with a waving gesture, does not look back anymore, when Osamu’s words make him stop.

“Just admit that you still love her. Rintarou, you love her and you can’t bear to see us both together. Admit it at last.”

He knows, he knows Osamu is right, but what’s the point of telling you he loves you? Osamu and you wanted to kiss earlier. You probably won’t like to hear his confession. Maybe you would laugh about his stupidness.

“Rin, is that true… Is it true what Osamu says?” Your voice is shaking. Suna hears that you have tears in your eyes, even though he doesn’t see you. He would recognize that trembling undertone in your voice again and again. Please stop crying, he thinks, trying to fight with himself to tell you the truth as he flinches when your hand grabs his wrist.

“Rintarou, is it true th-” Even before you can finish your sentence, Suna turns around, looking at you tired as he breathes deeply and opens his mouth.

“Even if it’s true, it wouldn’t matter. We have no future together.”

“That was not the question!” You scream suddenly, and don’t care that your tears run down your cheeks and drip on the floor. With your little freak-out, Suna’s eyes grow big before he pulls himself back together. How can he stay strong when he sees you like this? He can’t keep quiet anymore.

“I always have to think about you, how nice it would be to be next to you now, how calming it is to hear your heartbeat. I hate to see you so sad on the edge of the game, knowing I’m the reason. The breakup was just for your best. You should be happy without those cameras in your face. But the truth is, I hate it even more to see you happy with someone else. Is that what you want to hear?!” Unusually for Suna, he also gets louder and louder, and Osamu considers whether it would not be smarter to intervene.

“I -”

“Yes, yes, I still love you! I never stopped loving you! And I want you back in my life. I want to find a way with you so that you can deal with the cameras without having to be afraid. I want-” Suna falls silent as the loud sound of a slap rings through the hallway. You had actually slapped him, a blow that had a lot of strength, because his cheek is reddened, throbbing mightily when he grabs his skin and looks at you silently.

“Stop, stop it, okay… You tell me you love me, only to break up with me a day later. Ignore my calls, my messages, call me a crazy stalker just to tell me again that you did all this just to protect me? And at the same time tell me that you still love me and want me back? Do you know how I felt the whole time, how I feel now? How painful all of this is for me? Don’t do this to me, when you’re not sure about your feelings!”

You cry, and Suna does not dare to step forward to take you in his arms, even if he would want nothing more than that. He can only imagine how bad all this must have been for you. Now he knows that what he did to you was anything but a feat.

His hand trembles slightly as he stretches it forward to reach for you, to comfort you, but you dodge him. Another bitter slap in the face for him that he deserved.

“So you want to tell me that you love me and want to be with me?”

From your mouth the words sound so bitter and silly. Because it’s just stupid of him to talk about love again after all he’s done to you. But it’s enough with the excuses now.

“Yes, yes, I do. I don’t know if there’s any way you’re gonna get used to these cameras and paparazzi someday, but I want to try.” He answers, still with his hands up in your direction.

“To try? Rintarou, I don’t want to try anything. My feelings are not there to play with them. I don’t want to get hurt like that again. I also have feelings, feelings that you confuse over and over again! I- I can’t…” You sniff before you look at your bag and jacket hanging in the hallway at the wardrobe and reaching for them.

This is too much for you. How Suna confesses his love for you, about which you should be happy, but it just makes you angry. You’re so disappointed he didn’t talk to you before. That he had decided everything alone. But you’re also mad at Osamu, who’s trying to stop you from going outside crying. Who has been caring for you lately, who somehow has become more and more important to you. All this confuses you. It gets too much for you and you just want to leave. Just be alone.

Silently, you apologize to Osamu as you run past Suna and grab the door handle. But you can’t open the door when two arms wrap around you, squeezing you tight. Brown, soft hair lies on your neck and you feel the warmth of Suna on your body as he buries his head further into the crook of your neck.

“Please don’t go. Please, I love you. I can’t be without you. Please give me one last chance. Please…”

Never has his voice been so shaky, or was it his body that trembled so much? Probably both. You hear him sniffing, breathing hard. Is he crying right now? Suna Rintarou? You can’t remember a moment you saw him cry in all the years you two were together. He always had his emotions under control. But there’s nothing to see of that right now.

“Please, if I could, I’d take back everything I said, but I can’t. I can only try to straighten it out. If I could, I’d go back to the day you told me you’d always support me, whether I go for the career of a pro volleyball player or not, and I would have decided against it if I had known that my career takes away everything I care about. And that’s you. I would-”

“Rin… please stop… I never wanted you to give up your career because of me. You love your sport and you’re so good at it. I just wanted you to talk to me, that we go our way together no matter what…”

He still holds you tight in his arms as you put your hand on his arms to signal him to let you go. And that’s what he does. Your expression is still sad, but also worried when you seek eye contact with him, when he looks ashamed to the side, about the fact that he had shown his feelings openly earlier. But your hands pull his face in your direction, make him stare at you when you smile sadly.

“Does that mean you’re gonna give me one last chance?”

“I don’t know, but… I can’t answer that today. And also not tomorrow… But maybe you could take me home today.” He smiles, relieved at the words, because they mean that you do not give up on him. At least as a friend, hopefully as his girlfriend at some point in the future.

“Yes, yes, of course. I would be happy to take you home.”

“Okay.” You whisper quietly before you put on your jacket and turn to Osamu, when a silent “thank you” forms your lips as he shows you a thumb up, and remains satisfied in his suddenly so quiet now so lonely apartment.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x #suna x reader #suna x you #suna rintarou x reader

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ze-maki-nin · 2 years

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ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴀ ꜱɪɴɢʟᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ’ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀꜰʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ ɪꜱ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ɪᴛ.

these are masterlists p.t 1 of who and what i write for! all of my writings are here!

please look through this before requesting! as it will tell you what animes i write for and what characters from said anime i write for!

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masterlists p.t 2

ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ

Yuji Itadori

Megumi Fushiguro

Nobara Kugasaki

Maki Zenin

Toge Inumaki

Kento Nanami

Kasumi Miwa

Aoi Todo

Junpei Yoshino

ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ!!

Daichi Sawamura

Asahi Azumane

Yu Nishinoya

Ryunosuke Tanaka

Tobio Kageyama

Shoyo Hinata

Tadashi Yamaguchi

Kiyoko Shimizu

Hitoka Yachi

Saeko Tanaka

Morisuke Kai

Taketora Yamamoto

Kenma Kozume

Alisa Haiba

Hajime Iwaizumi

Kentaro Kyotani

Takanobu Aone

Kotaro Bokuto

Keiji Akaashi

Yukie Shirofuku

Wakatoshi Ushijima

Satori Tendo

Tsutomo Goshiki

Yuji Terushima

Runa Kuribayasha

Atsumu Miya

Osamu Miya

Rintaro Suna

ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ ꜱɪɴꜱ

Meliodas

Ban

King

Diane

Elizabeth Liones

ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀꜱ

Hinata Tachibana

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Emma Sano

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Mikey Sano

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Naoto Tachibana

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Ken 'Draken' Ryuguji

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Keisuke Baji

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Takashi Mitsuya

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Nahoya 'Smiley' Kawata

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Souya 'Angry' Kawata

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Chifuyu Matsuno

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛɪᴛᴀɴ

Eren Yeager

Mikasa Ackerman

Armin Alert

Reiner Braun

Bertholdt Hoover

Annie Leonhart

Jean Kristen

Connie Springer

Sasha Blouse

Historia Ress

ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ x ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ

Gon Freecss

Killua Zoldyck

Zushi

Kurapika Kurta

Neon Nostrade

Feitan Portor

Machi Komacine

Shizuki Murasaki

Shalnark

Pakunoda

More will be added when I watch more!

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kazemi-archive · 2 years

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The End of a Long Day

Pairing: Miya Osamu x Reader, Suna Rintarou x Reader, Tendou Satori x Reader

Genre: Slice of Life, Fluff

Warnings: Language, toothrotting fluff

Summary: Small, unplanned routines that happen when you and your boy come home at the end of a long day

My entry for @taintedsorrcw ’s collab Too Much to Dream - find the Masterlist here!!

Miya Osamu ~ 0.9k

Osamu is home late tonight. He’d kept his shop open a little later than usual to accommodate an elderly couple that had walked in just before closing, couldn’t bring himself to turn them away and they were nothing but sweet, leaving him a hefty tip as compensation. But staying open late meant staying late cleaning for cleaning, which he did particularly slow today. So when he got home it was way past dark. A fact he was painfully aware of as he was greeted by a nearly silent house. There were no lights on anywhere, the only member of the house that was home being the small cat that rubbed against his leg and meowed for his attention.

Because Osamu is home late, but you’re coming home later.

He sighed as he leaned down to pet the cat, picking it up easily as he made his way to its food bowl. Feeding the cat was usually a task you would do but lately he’d taken up the mantle for it. He wasn’t happy with your new hours. Not because he was trying to be controlling-something he feared you might think. He didn’t like it because he thought you were working yourself too much. You’d leave early in the mornings, awake before the sun to make sure you had everything for the day, and you’d come home almost at midnight. He knew that you thought you needed the second job but you rarely had sufficient time in between shifts. You were often forgetting to take care of yourself, and nothing tugged at his heart more than when you would drag yourself home and you looked ready to collapse.

Osamu got himself ready for bed easily, quickly showering and changing into some loose shorts. You had great timing, really. Your call making his phone ring just as he was rubbing a towel over his wet hair. “Hi baby.” He greeted the phone as he answered it.

“‘Samu-” you were cut off by your own yawn, he could hear the small squeak from the back of your mouth. “I’m on my way home.” He smiled as you told him, he knew your whole schedule of course, you were intent on making sure he knew it. “Tell me about your day?” It was your routine, calling him on your drive, more content to hear his voice talking about what he’d done that day than to listen to your music like usual.

He was still talking with you when he could hear your car park. He knew your routine. He was outside before you could tell him you were home. He only hung up the phone when he opened the door for you, he greeted you with a small kiss as he helped you out of your seat. His heart squeezes in his chest as he sees you sleepily smile up at him. You look exhausted. He’s easily carrying your bags as he guides you inside. You’re chatting about your day, a lot to unpack as he walks you to your room, steadying you every time you stumble and humming along to your stories.

You’re so tired that you don’t even want to change. He knows that look on your face too. Watches as you collapse on the bed still in your work clothes. “Baby, ya gotta get ready fer bed first.” He chuckles as you whine in protest but moves to lean over you. “Are you comfortable in that?”

You look up at him guiltily, knowing that he’s only trying to help. “No.” You mumble into your arms and he sighs.

He moves to help. Drags your socks off your feet first before moving up your legs. His fingers are quick to unbutton your uncomfortable pants. “Help me out?” He helps you shift onto your back and you lift your hips lightly as he drags your pants down. He presses a soft kiss to your knee as he finishes taking them off. “‘Kay baby. Time ta sit.” You don’t mean to whine when he helps pull you up, the sound slipping out as your sore muscles move. His fingers are gentle as they pull your shirt off your body, still holding most of your weight as he does so. He places another soft kiss to the top of your head and reaches for the shirt you’d tossed on the end of the bed earlier in the day, his shirt. “Arms up.” He instructs and you listen obediently, yawning again as he slides the soft fabric over you, letting it pool around the tops of your thighs. “Ya better?”

You nod lightly, soft words forming “Thank you.” You look up at him so sweetly, so tired from your day. All he wants to do is have you call out for a day so that you can catch up on sleep but he knows better than to do that.

So he smiles softly at you, helping you lay back down, this time under the covers. He makes sure there’s water by your side of the bed and then rounds to his own side. He’s the one who shuts the lights off before crawling under the covers with you. He’s warm against your skin as he lays next to you and you’re instantly curling into him. His arms easily welcome you, comfort filling him immediately.

“I love you ‘Samu.” Is mumbled into his chest by your lips, followed by a small kiss to his skin.

“I love you too baby.” And he does and he would follow this routine every single day just for you.

Suna Rintarō ~ 0.8k

You’re yawning as you watch the show on the tv in front of you. Arms wrapped around your knees. Knees that are framed in by another pair of much longer legs. Rin has his chin hooked over your shoulder, his chest pressed to your back as his fingers trace shapes against your forearms. “Let me do it.” He mutters as he brings one of his thumbs up to smear some of the lipstick from your lips.

“No.” You mutter back lightly tapping his hand away and he groans.

“You can’t sleep in it.” He says as he wipes at the makeup again with his fingers.

“Watch me.” You mumble again, tilting your head away again. “Watch the shooow.” You whined lightly. He was silent and you turned to look at him, sighing when you saw the little pout on his lips. “Fine. But I’m not moving.” You grumbled and turned before you could see the grin that pulled across his lips.

“Yes.” It was singsonged out and he barely moved to twist his waist and access his nightstand drawer. He pulled out some makeup wipes and face cream and you groaned at his persistence, at the fact that he knew you would give in and was prepared for it. The first feeling of the wet wipe on your face had you flinching away. “Stay still.” He grumbled, his other hand coming to cup your face and keep it in place.

He wiped diligently, softly and in small circles. Clearing your skin easily as you watched the show on the screen. Your head was suddenly tipped back and you groaned. “Riiiiiin.” You whined. He was staring down with a soft smile on his lips, his eyes trained on how his fingers were rubbing the lipstick from your lips. You couldn’t help but smile softly up at him too, his bangs were falling in front of his face and he was touching you so gently. “Can I watch my show now?” You asked when he finished his work on removing your makeup.

“Pay up.” He demanded with a smile, tapping your lips. You couldn’t help but laugh, leaning up a little bit as he leaned down to softly connect your lips. He hummed in happiness as he pulled away, your eyes still closed softly as he did.

Your eyes, however, snapped open quickly at the feeling of the cold cream plopping against your cheek. You gasped dramatically, “Rin!” He laughed at you but slowly started rubbing the cream into your face. “Are we done watching the show then?” You asked up at him.

“I wasn’t watching anyways.” You scoffed as he smiled widely, showing his teeth in a sly manner. “I don’t pay attention well when I’m tired.”

“Don’t listen well ever.” You playfully jabbed at him and he gave you a fake offended look before easily making you topple back with him. You giggled as you both fell against the bed.

He easily flipped you so your chest was laying against his own now. “You look very pretty.” You could feel your face heating up, burying it into his chest. “You do!” He laughs and you shake your head again. “You want me to take your hair out too?” His fingers brushed over your head and you were suddenly aware of the braids that now felt too tight. You yawned again and nodded lightly without lifting your head up. “Okay, go to sleep.”

His fingers started with the bands down on the bottom, slowly undoing them as your arms wound around his waist. “Careful Rin.” He clicked his tongue down at you, mildly offended. He was always careful.

His hands worked slowly, carefully. He tried to make sure that he worked slowly enough that he could be sure that your hair didn’t tangle as he went. He’s moving carefully and massaging your scalp lightly every couple minutes. You can feel yourself starting to drift off as he works, shaking your head slightly to wake yourself up whenever you do. “Stop that.” He chided everytime you did. Finally, when he was almost done, he started to hum, the sound gracing your ears along with the soft vibrations that started under your head. “Go to sleep.” He paused to say before continuing.

You wanted to protest, but with his hands softly massaging your scalp, rubbing soft circles on the skin of your back. It was hard to do anything but feel your eyes get droopy. He was warm and safe and with how softly he handled you, the song he was humming to you gracing your ears. You were out in mere minutes.

Tendō Satori ~ 1.1k

Coming home to you asleep on an uncomfortable surface, you trying to get him to bed

You’re draped over the dining room table when Satori comes home. He thinks you look adorable. A mess, yes, but adorable. He knows you were waiting up for him. Knows that you thought it would be prime studying time while you waited for him to get home from inventorying at work.

How does he know this? Because under your face is your textbook, collecting the little bit of drool spilling from your open lips. He chuckles as he takes you in. You’re in such an awkward position, one knee propped up between your torso and the table, twisted in an odd way so that your head is on your book. Your hair is pulled back messily, pieces that escaped falling across your face. You’re adorable to him but you also look uncomfortable and he wants you to go to bed.

He sighs as he moves towards you, easily shifting your weight onto him, and sure, he’s exhausted but he’s never too tired to carry his baby to bed.

“Tori?” Your voice is sleepy and you rub the back of your hand against your eyes, trying to reset the blurriness in them. “Hey, what are you doing?” You’re vaguely aware that he’s lifting you out of your chair.

“Taking you to bed, sleepyhead.” He chuckles at the small noise of protest you make against him. “You shouldn’t have stayed up for me.”

“But I missed you.” You’re whining but neither of you mind at this moment. “Put me back down.” You’re trying to be demanding and serious but Satori thinks you look more like an upset child—harmless. “Let me spend time with you.”

He laughs again and shakes his head down at you. “Have you eaten?” The silence he’s met with is responded to by a soft sigh leaving his lips as he turns to head back to the kitchen. “Okay kiddo what do you want to eat?” He’s setting you down on the counter softly and ignoring the pout on your face at the nickname.

Your answer, however, does not help your case. “A grilled cheese.” You mumble it but he hears you and you can’t help the warmness that fills you as the smile pulls across his lips.

He moves to the fridge to grab what he needs without questioning your decision, only musing— “you have the diet of a 5-year-old.” Your jaw dropped in offense an incoherent noise sounding from the back of your throat. “You want to talk about your day or you want me to.” He already knows the answer as he sees you covering your mouth for yet another yawn. You gesture for him to go and smile softly as he starts to talk.

It’s mostly quiet as he chats away. There’s some noise from the stove as you nod along, putting in little comments as he tells you about the sweet elderly women he helped today and how they complimented him. You laugh along as he jokes about leaving you for an older woman before he immediately tells you he’s joking and would never. And you know that he’s joking of course, but it doesn’t make the assurance any less sweet.

He’s leaning against the counter opposite of you when he hands you your fresh sandwich, chiding you for trying to immediately eat it when you know the melted cheese will burn your mouth if you don’t wait at least one more minute. It’s a soft routine that you follow often. Grilled cheeses were reserved for late nights like right now.

And he thinks you’re adorable. Tongue poking out of your mouth as you pant in air trying to cool down your mouth after ignoring his warnings. You’ve got cheese leaking out of the corner of your mouth but you have the cutest grin on your face as you joke with him about how the older ladies can’t have him because his grilled cheeses are just too good.

You catch him looking at you fondly and screw your face up at him. “What? You wanna fight me?” You joke, lifting your fists like you’re ready to brawl. “We can go right now.”

He laughs at you, taking your fists in his own, still towering over your frame sat on the counter. “You’re too tired, maybe tomorrow.” He pressed a soft kiss to your nose as you scrunch it up. “I’m sure you could take me.” He teases and you roll your eyes with a laugh. “How about we just go to bed? It’s late my love.”

You sigh as you stare at the clock, dangerously close to midnight. “What if I wanna stay up and talk to you, I didn’t see you most of the day.” He feels warm, knowing that you’re attempting to stay up for him, to be with him. He loves you with everything he is and wants nothing more than to spend the time with you but— “you need to sleep. We have our whole lives together, we can always catch up then.”

You bite your cheek, trying to stop the smile creeping onto your lips from his words—your whole lives together. You can’t stop the yawn the rips through you and he snorts a little at it. “Okay,” you whisper, moving to get off the counter, “let’s go to bed Tori.”

He pulls you into his arms before you can fully get off the table, clicking his tongue at you. “Tch. No. My love doesn’t walk.” You giggle incessantly as he carries you ‘princess style’ to your room, letting you bounce onto the bed before immediately collapsing on top of you.

It’s a sweet and silly interaction full of love, just like Satori is. Your body immediately wants to curl into the blanket the second you touch it. You watch with sleepy eyes, a fond smile playing on your lips, as Satori changes for bed. “What? You want to fight?” He mocks you from earlier with a playful smirk.

You hum and nod in response. “Yeah, but come to bed for now. I want to cuddle.”

Of course he complies immediately, curling his body around yours easily. “Anything for my love.” His words, however, are lost on you. You’re already asleep again, cheek pressed against his chest, lips slightly parted. He knows that when he wakes up there will be a small pool of drool under where your lips are now but he won’t care. He thinks you’re adorable like this and you’re his so he has no complaints.

A/N: hi this is just cute idk I’m in love with them. Please tell me you like this. k bye thanks 💜

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