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missmeinyourbones · 1 year

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SUNA + THE FIRST TIME HE SAYS I LOVE YOU

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you should've been asleep. you're always asleep before him, so why would this time be any different?

suna knows the drill like the back of his hand by now. you fight off your inevitable slumber as hard as you can, trying to stay awake for no good reason until you eventually ignore his annoyances and succumb to sleep.

tonight shouldn’t have been any different.

"hey," a finger prods against your cheek, testing the waters.

when a groan bubbles from your throat but your eyes remain closed, suna knows you’re at the ‘barely hanging on to consciousness’ stage of your sleep schedule. he uses a hand to gently squeeze your cheeks together.

“stop.”

it comes out slightly muffled by your squished lips. he huffs a laugh through his nose, “what?"

you groan into the pillow, escaping his loose grasp.

"go to sleep," he whispers, and though you can’t see him, you can practically hear the menacing grin on his face through his tease.

if your eyes were open, you’d roll them. "i’m trying to."

and it’s routine, comforting to the two of you. suna waits there in the dark, like he always does, until your breathing evens out and replicates the deep inhales of when he knows you’re out for good.

he brings his finger back up to your face, but this time, instead of poking your cheek with the incentive of aggravating you, he runs it softly across your cheekbone and then down your jawline with purpose. he’s sure to notice how your eyelids don’t flicker at the sudden touch, how your breathing never hitches with his lingering fingers.

you’re asleep by his side. and just like that, vulnerability oozes from suna’s core.

so he mans up in the most pathetic way possible and presses a kiss to your head. between the space of skin and lips comes a muffled whisper that he’s been dying to say for ages now, but hasn’t quite found the courage to say clearly.

"i love you."

it’s quiet for a moment, not a sound filling the room beside the air conditioner rattling in the window. and while suna plans to continue caressing your face, he freezes when he feels the smile growing beneath his fingertips.

you open a single eye groggily, voice raspy when you perk up with a teasing, "what'd you say?"

"nothing," he responds quickly, trying his best to defuse the situation while simultaneously not making a big deal out of it. "you're hallucinating, go back to sleep."

"i was sleeping,” you continue to press, “but i heard something weird."

suna grimaces at your choice of vocabulary before grounding himself in your light tone. you’re not angry or upset, at least not enough for him to hear it in your voice. so he slowly eases himself back onto his pillow.

"if you heard something, which you definitely didn't," he enunciates, "i don't think it was something weird."

"well if wasn't weird, then what was it?"

through the darkness of the bedroom, he can just barely make out your hopeful eyes, and he can imagine the giddy smile on your pretty face, so he exhales and swallows his pride.

"true," he admits, before hissing out in defeat, "and fucking embarrassing."

your laughter warms the bed and suna feels like he’s floating.

"true and embarrassing," you repeat through sleepy giggles, "just how i like 'em,"

his face is flushed as it hides in his pillow. "are you done making fun of me yet?"

he hears you shuffle in closer before he feels your breath on his arm.

"i will be if you say it again now that i'm awake," you barter.

"technically you were awake the first time i said it."

"rintaro," you whine, and when he doesn't give in so easily, you elaborate. "now that you know that i'm awake."

a bit more confident in his conviction, he brings his hand up once more to find your cheek.

"i said i love you," he whispers, "like an idiot."

your laughter returns, and when you wrap your arms around his torso and press your nose in the crook of his neck, he can practically feel it warming his bones.

you place a kiss to his neck with a sigh of victory, "that's what i thought.”

a few minutes eventually pass in his hold, and suna would say you have to be asleep now, but he’s learned his lesson the hard way and isn’t one to make the same mistake twice.

and he’s glad because right before he drifts off himself, he feels your head rise from his chest and a gentle kiss placed on his chapped lips.

"i love you, too,” you press into his mouth like a secret, “idiot."

#using this little request game as a writing exercise #not everything needs to be edited and perfect! i can also do short and sweet!#she tries to tell herself #this is still a bit too long for my goal blurb length #but fuck it we ball #cass u really did me in with this one i hate him #suna x you #suna x reader #suna blurb #suna fluff #suna rintaro x you #suna rintaro x reader #suna haikyuu #hq suna rintaro

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ctrlmay · 10 months

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“Pages of Passion”

Warnings: smut

Word count: 1.2k

Your face has been buried in a book you've been reading lately. Since you got it, you haven't put it down, spending the past few days in various spots around your home, reading from sunup to sundown. As the plot thickens, your reading intensifies, and you escape from reality, traveling to wherever the book takes place leaving your boyfriend behind.

Today, you were in your usual spot. Your boyfriend watched you from the entrance of your shared bedroom, leaning on the frame and observing you as you sat with your legs propped up and your book resting on them, on the side of the bed closest to the window; You were reading, bathing in the sunlight that peered down on you as if you were a character in a film.

He missed his lover and hoped that today he could get you to put your book down. He let out a fake cough, expecting a reaction from you but you remained glued to your book, blocking out your surroundings.

He had no choice but to approach the bed and climb on top of your reclined position, hovering over you until you looked up from your book. Even then, he waited and you still showed no reaction to his presence. He frowned, saddened by how intently you were ignoring him, knowing that you were capable of hearing and seeing him. Taking matters into his own hands, he pointed your book down with his finger, giving you no choice but to look at him.

With your attention finally on him, it only took him a second to get into character.

"Y/nnn~" he whined, turning on his side to nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck. "Why are you ignoring me?" You looked at your boyfriend with a bored expression, finding him far less entertaining than your book. Glancing at him for a second, you then returned to your book, responding plainly, "I'm reading."

"You've been reading all day. I miss you," he complained, attempting to steal your attention by kissing up and down your neck. You allowed him to but still didn't pay him any mind and continued reading.

After a few moments of keeping himself busy by nibbling at your earlobe and lightly biting your neck, he realized he was only punishing himself. He didn't know how or why. Maybe it was because you were ignoring him and making him beg for your attention. But he has grown horny and his aching cock has grown in size.

“Fuck, Look what you do to me.” You peek from under your book to a grand view of your boyfriend's hard-on bulging out of his sweats. Your eyes widening slightly.

"Will you help me, doll?" he pleads, taking your hand and palming his throbbing bulge through his pants, his gaze glossy as he looks into your eyes, seeking aid from you. With this, he has finally captured your attention. You've never seen him act this way before, so you're curious to see how it will all unfold. Playing the long game, you pretend to lose interest and turn back to your book, ignoring your needy boyfriend.

"You're just going to keep ignoring me?" He questions in a hushed whisper, his breath hitting your ear, enough to feel the heat in his voice. You can tell he's on the verge of breaking, but you're unsure how long you can keep up this act before he breaks you.

Although a bit nervous, you stick to your plan and nudge your boyfriend with your shoulder, shrugging him off with a cold, "Get off of me."

With another push, you successfully push him away, leaving him astonished. He stares at you in disbelief, never having seen you act so harshly toward him before. All he wants is a little attention, and you're pushing him away. It's so... Sexy.

You're being harsh, but your words only add fuel to the fire. The fire in his pants, in his heart. He doesn't know exactly why you're acting this way, but he knows that he's loving it.

"Please, baby, I need you," his voice comes out soft, in a hushed tone as a plea for your help, serenading you to finally look up at him. Your breath catches in your throat as you meet his gaze.

"If I help you, will you let me read in peace?" you question, earning an eager nod from him in response. “Ok, pull your dick out.”

He tries to hide the grin spreading across his face but fails, as his eagerness is clearly displayed as he takes his place next to you; lying down on his back, quickly undoing the knot in the strings of his sweatpants and pulling them down enough for his dick to spring free.

As his member comes into view, fully erect and already leaking in excitement, you become aware of how needy and obedient your boyfriend can become when pushed to his limit. You would have to do this more often.

Holding your book in one hand, you use your other hand to gently wrap around his length, hearing his breath hitch and his body tremble. You continue to stroke him, taking your time traveling up and down his shaft, savoring how he moans your name while you gently stroke him and graze his tip, using his pre-cum as lube.

"Fuck, just like that.” Delighted, you watch him squirm under your touch. Leaning in, you place a soft kiss on his cheek. He then tries to meet your lips but is only met with the cold air as you move your face away, redirecting your attention back to your book while lazily stroking him.

"Shit," he mutters in frustration, his whimpers filling the air. He's lost your attention, but somehow you've kept him captivated, still maintaining your same pace. He feels his climax approaching and desperately bucks his hips into your hand, matching your pace. Inhaling sharply, he gets ready to release all over your hand. But just as the tension builds, your pace starts to waver. Your concentration has shifted to the thrilling climax unfolding before you, held in the other hand that occupies your book. Your stroking becomes painfully slow for him, delaying his climax. His breath became ragged and His body tenses beneath your touch as you maintain the slow and steady pace denying him the release he desired.

He reaches his hand toward yours, desperate to make you move your hand. For the first time, your eyes flicker from your book to him as you swat his hand away, delivering a stern warning, "No touching." You then return your attention to your book, maintaining the same slow pace, and denying him the release he desires.

"Please, I- shit, wanna cum."

"Then cum." You spat. Your boyfriend's whines and moans become mere white noise as you read the last bit of your book. The protagonist and the antagonist are engaged in their final battle. The anticipation from the book causes you to tighten your grip on his cock, pumping faster just as the story intensifies. He moans and writhes beneath you, the sudden stimulation driving him towards another release.

As the protagonist swings his sword, your boyfriend throws his head back in pleasure. The sword strikes at its intended target, and he arches his back, a symphony of pleasure echoing from deep within him.

In perfect harmony, his release aligns with the moment of the antagonist's defeat.

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renardiererin · 1 year

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rintarou “pretty please sit on my face and let me make you feel good, ma’am” suna

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emmyrosee · 2 years

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head empty, only domestic Sunarin being a menace in love.

like it’s a little rainy out, and the day drips by so slow that there’s no real need to plan anything; you’re still in your pj’s and he’s rocking an EarthBound shirt that you gave him like, four years ago.

it’s warm in the room and the tv news lady couldn’t be talking any slower, and it’s just silent between you two, there’s no need to impress each other- that’s especially apparent when he gets up, stretches and mumbles a quiet, “gotta poop,” before shuffling to the bathroom- and it’s just. Nice. There’s no where to be, no where to go, and it’s one of the few chances you have seeing Rintaro out of his “cool guy” facade he smacks on for his teammates, and becomes the adult child you fell in love with all those years ago.

“Psssst… babe,” he says, eyes flicking up to look at you from over his phone. When you say nothing, focused on reading, he slowly sticks his tongue out in concentration before poking you once, twice, three times with his socked toes, all the while mumbling little “babe” “baby?”

“Babe-“

“What Rintaro, what could you possibly want so bad that you need to poke me with your nasty ass dogs?” You ask, grabbing his foot before he could poke you again. Your head turns to send him a scolding look, but it turns into one of amusement when you see him, looking back at you with doe-like eyes that blink innocently. “Really?”

“Can you get me some Doritos?” He mumbles, pleading, and you can’t believe you actually live with this man-baby. You roll your eyes and play with the sock on his foot, “why didn’t you grab any when you got up to take a dump the last four times you went.”

“I didn’t want them then!”

“Okay, then why do I have to get them now?”

“Because you love me,” he coos, sharp features curled into a stupid, loving smile.

You offer him a groan. “I do, and I cannot stand you milking that for your own gain,” you say exhaustedly. Then, you sigh and cast him a dramatic look, “what’s the magic word?”

“Lotion?”

Your brows furrow as you stare at each other, his face completely collected while you’re trying your damnedest not to laugh. “Rin,” you sigh, throwing back his foot back to him and standing up. “You’re going to come home one day and find your stuff on the sidewalk, I swear to God.”

“Thank you, schnookums!” He sings, knowing he won as he curls back up under his blanket.

“EW!” You yell from the kitchen. “Don’t you ever, again!”

And sure, he’ll pout when you whip the bag of Doritos at his head with all your might, but inevitably will smile as wide as he can when you start to cackle at your own stupid antics. And later on, when movie reruns will start to play on whatever channel you’re having on for noise, he flip over to have his head rest in your lap to sleep with your fingers tangled in his hair.

“I love you,” he murmurs, his lips pursed out against the softness of your belly. You lean down to kiss his temple affectionately, placing one, two, three sweet pecks to his warm skin.

“I love you,” you whisper back, humming contentedly. “Even if you are the bane of my existence.”

“You know you love it.”

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lovemeafterhrs · 5 months

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living with suna rintarou - four / in for trouble

word count: 1k

warnings: fantasizing about someone else during sex, a touch of angst? a dash of smut?

suna rintarou had never really enjoyed the atmosphere that bars brought to the table, and it took a certain level of desperation for him to even be there in the first place.

for the first time in a really long time, he dreaded walking through the doors of his apartment.

after his run-in with his roommate the night before, rintarou was starting to figure out that he had backed himself into a corner.

he couldn’t stop thinking about the way her breasts bounced as she rode him on the sofa they’d bought together. his mind was racing with thoughts of her pitched moans, and he couldn’t kick it no matter how much he tried. the entire experience was burned into his brain, repeating beneath his eyelids every time he closed his eyes.

even when atsumu caught them in the act, he couldn’t kick the thought that it had meant more than it should’ve. he always figured they’d hook up eventually, but something about it felt different. it wasn’t drunk and needy like he assumed it always would be.

they hadn’t even made it to the joint he’d spent ten minutes rolling before the clothes started coming off. that meant he had to immediately face the stone-cold realization that he fucked her like he’d fuck a girlfriend, not some random stranger he’d never see again. it was desperate and domestic and nothing like he wanted it to be.

the idea terrified him more than he wanted to admit, and he didn’t know how to handle her teasing smirks or her flirty remarks. he couldn’t just go home and pretend it never happened.

he had to do something to prove to himself that he wasn’t falling for the romantic garbage she had spent months shoveling into his brain. he didn’t really think he had a choice in the matter, too worried about the possibility that he might actually want to be with her.

after a few shots of cheap vodka, the thought was slowly starting to disappear from his brain as he walked his way back home.

he wasn’t really thinking when he opened the front door of their apartment shitfaced with a girl in tow. the blonde was just as drunk as him, but her giggling died in her throat when she spotted his roommate splayed out on the couch wearing nothing but one of his black t-shirts and a pair of lace panties. her legs were hiked over the side of the couch as craned her head towards the door.

there was no greeting, only silence. everyone present could feel the tension pouring into the room the moment they opened the front door.

the two women looked at each other for a moment, sharing silent words that suna couldn’t even begin to understand. her expression was completely indifferent, but the girl he brought home didn’t miss the slight downturn of her red lips. with nothing more than a raised brow, the person he’d been trying to distract himself from made her way out to the balcony. he took notice of the blunts she’d rolled scattered across the table. guilt panged in his chest as she opened the glass door.

he didn’t catch the roll of her eyes through the reflection in the window, too focused on fighting back the urge to join her out there. instead, he let the blonde lead him to what she assumed was his bedroom.

it didn’t take long for him to lose interest in the situation at hand, even when clothes started coming off. his phone buzzed on the end table, and he frowned at the texts he’d received. he didn’t even bother to hide the fact that he was responding from the blonde. it wasn’t like she cared that much, right?

he was dreadfully soft in his pants, bordering on bored even with the half-naked girl grinding in his lap. soft kisses pressed to his neck felt nothing like hers did, and he wanted to kick himself in the teeth for even thinking of something like that. he put his phone down, trying to find some semblance of control in the situation.

too easily, his mind was pulled back to what could’ve happened if he returned from the bar alone.

there was an extra level of shame for him when his dick sprang to attention at the thought of his roommate’s long legs hiked up over the edge of the couch. she was waiting for him the whole time, and he had brought someone else home instead.

what would she have said?

what would she have done?

he just couldn’t stop thinking about it. his sense of judgment was starting to grow rather skewed, and the alcohol flooding through his system wasn’t helping the situation at all.

guilt had started to bubble in his gut, and he tried to refocus his attention on the woman in front of him. it was wrong, but he couldn’t help but imagine his roommate on top of him in place of the blonde.

he’d gotten a little too caught up in his daydream, and his kisses became more feverish as she pulled at the buckle of his belt.

he had let it go on for far too long, and his eyes clamped closed as the blonde’s lips wrapped around the head of his dick. meanwhile, his thoughts were clouded with thoughts of the night before.

“you’re killing me right now.” the blonde frowned, stopping the motion of her hands as she pulled his attention back to her. “it’s like i’m not even here.”

his eyes snapped open, and he met her disappointed blue ones. he was now forced to face the reality of what he’d been doing.

“sorry, just kind of out of it.” he muttered. for once, he was telling the truth.

“is it her?” she replied, and he suddenly didn’t feel like admitting the truth anymore.

“no. my attention is all on you, i promise.” he tried to sound convincing as the words left his mouth, but he had a feeling she could tell that he wasn’t really feeling it.

by the time the girl he’d brought home finally gave up, the apartment was already dreadfully quiet. all the lights were off, and no music bounced off the walls as he walked the irritated blonde out the door.

“tell her how you feel.” the blonde tutted, turning on her heel with a frown as she crossed the threshold. he closed the door with a huff. he took a moment to lean his head against the doorframe, and silently cursed his roommate for doing this to him.

she didn’t come home that night, either. suna found himself detested by the idea of dinner for one for the inevitable future.

he supposed that probably wasn’t the best way to go about it. this was the exact reason he had never taken her seriously, and he didn’t want to admit that he wanted to be more than roommates.

#bros got me down so bad #sighhhhhhhhhh i need suna biblically #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smau #rintarou suna #suna rintarou x reader #suna rintarou #haikyuu #rintarou suna x reader

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xenclev · 2 years

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"Damn, bitch. Your pussy open like a cathedral door."

⤷ SUNA, matsukawa, ATSUMU, KUROO, TERUSHIMA, semi, tsukishima, SAKUSA, oikawa

#don't ask me #this was just in the drafts #haikyuu!!#haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu crack #hq hcs #suna smut #iwaizumi smut #oikawa smut #kuroo smut #sakusa smut #sakusa x reader #suna x you #kuroo x you #haikyuu smut #minors do not interact #q 🦎#leaux needs help

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dollsuguru · 22 days

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rereading haikyuu!! i forgot how much i wanted to marry kuroo + iwaizumi + ushijima + akaashi + coach ukai

#like hiiiiii iwaizumi hajime (27) athletic trainer <333 #don’t get me started on kuroo in a suit… WHEW #add sugawara & oikawa to the mix… pretty boy nation strikes again <333 #and KENMA… post timeskip kenma… lord have mercy #I NEED TO GO BACK & READ MORE HAIKYUU!! FICS it’s been years now omg #i used to read those haikyuu!! bf texts posts SO much omfg let me go back to my roots actually #people made mattsun & suna so hot in the bf texts it’s dangerous #personal

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wttcsms · 12 days

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full fledged concept coming soon but long story short: hallmark movie-esque concept ft. finance girlie that's going through it & heads back to her childhood hometown she's spent most of her life trying to run from x the boy she used to beef with all throughout high school who is now running a successful business - the onigiri shop that is the only place hiring in the general vicinity.

osamu miya x reader, childhood nemeses to awkward boss/employee to friends to lovers 🤭

general things to tackle in here: what happens when we prioritize what other people's perceptions of success is over what makes you feel happy and fulfilled, getting off on the wrong foot (and then continuing to have that same foot be the one in ur mouth) every time you interact with the person who's literally your soulmate, vanity is so overrated (you grapple with going from six figure salary corporate girlie to literal fast food cashier), realizing that "starting over" can be either the worst or the best thing to happen to you in life, don't be mean to the boy next door - he might grow up to be a super hot business owner... and your future employer

#my suna post had me reminiscing HARD lol #i worked at h&m after rejecting the return offer from the bank i was so hyped to work for #only to come home (more like to my airbnb) miserable tired stress and showing the first signs of depression LOL #and so i've spent a lot of time 'playing catch up' and trying to prove to everybody who accepted their offers that hey im not a total loser #and in retrospect that was so silly #like why was i entering my senior yr of college at 19 so stressed over working a seasonal retail job #all bc i was so worried abt looking like a failure #no i just needed a check to fund my sephora habits omg #anyway yea a fun fic that lightheartedly tells u to stop worrying abt what ppl think is the “right” path to take in life. the right path #is the one where ur happy. the end!

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river-demon-slayer · 1 year

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Suna Rintarou always has at least 3 electronic devices on him. Usually it's his mobile phone, a 2nd mobile phone (to record all the Miya twins antics), earphones/headphones/airpods (he has all three and uses whichever one he feels like on that particular day), and finally, his beloved PS4 (he got the newer models once he was out of High School). Sometimes, he'll carry his Laptop with him as well. They are his prized possessions and he feels a sense of comfort when he has them around, knowing that he can use them whenever he wants to escape a social situation.

Honorary mentions who do the same are Tsukishima (he canonically wears headphones all the time except for when he is in class) and Kenma (he can't live without his PS4).

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monstrsball · 11 months

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every time there's some new merch/promotional art and kita, the twins, and suna are all included but aran isn't, i get kind of annoyed.

#like yeah i get sad when no suga but thats whatever i get it i know what to expect lol. and it makes sense.#but it never makes sense to me that aran isn't included in merch/promotional stuff but suna is. like.#maybe i need to rewatch/read the inarizaki match. maybe there's something i'm missing #being a Slight hater i guess. complaining just a smidge. eh.

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heartsoji · 1 year

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guys i need ur help in finding a fic that i read once and now i can't find it

its abt suna having a best friend (you) who he sends a bunch of pics and vids of the team to and he's like rlly whipped for u

it has these lines (im pretty sure these r either word for word or pretty close)

"you were the reason his phone never left his hand"

"he was totally and completely whipped for you"

"' (inarizaki player #1! #2! #3! gosh, i feel like i know all of you already"

some scenes i remember:

the twins on ft with you showing you how grumpy suna is at school bc u live far away

you screaming "RI N TA RO" and running and jumping and he catches you "with a motion as smooth??? fluid?? idk as breathing" (or smth like that)

one of the twins (i forgot) wondering why suna is always recording

PLEASE GUYS I NEED TO FIND IT I LOVED IT SM

#PLEASE HELP ME #i need it #suna x reader

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osamusbigtits · 7 months

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suna likes bottoming, he thinks it's fun. but he also has this intense need to see osamu ruined from being fucked so good he can't think.

#osamu moans and sunas like “i need to see you crying and drooling and so cock drunk youre begging me to keep fucking you rven though youve-#-cum so many times it hurts“ and osamjs like 😳#hq #bex thoughts #sunaosa

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danzsoldier · 1 year

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hi. I made a MMFC Future AU and I wanted to show y’all the concept designs I made for it, they might change later (edit : It was my friend’s idea to have Daini be a volunteer at an animal shelter)

#if anyone has any questions feel free to ask me. I need to infodump as much as possible #mega man fully charged #megaman fully charged #mmfc #mmfc mega man #mmfc aki light #mmfc suna light #mmfc namagem #mmfc daini light #mmfc mega mini #mmfc fanart #mega man fully charged fanart #mmfc future au #dannys art tag

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emmyrosee · 2 years

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Can you just imagine

Being in love with Kita, and coming home everyday to clean sheets and a made bed, because on his lunch break he comes home to 1.) heat up the leftovers you two had made last night, and 2.) change the sheets so the bed is nice and clean tonight?

Being in love with Akaashi, and constantly being told that you’re the blessing he’s been granted, the privilege of loving that he’s been given, the answer to all his prayers he’d made at his lowest?

Being in love with Atsumu, and very seldom hearing your name fall from his lips- it’s always “yes, ma baby?” or “whatcha need, sexy?” or “ya called, ma love?” because he knows it makes you blush and makes him feel good?

Being in love with Bokuto, and rarely ever needing to get up and walk, because the minute you say you’re hungry or want a drink, he’s up and instantly getting them, or when you’re sleepy on the couch he just picks you up and carries you around so you can just be comfortable forever?

Being in love with Suna, and always having someone to talk to, be it your daily talks about your day, or the absolute miserable day you’ve had, or even the meme that had you wheezing, you know he’ll be right there and eagerly waiting to hear?

Can you imagine just being in love with the best boys? 🥺❤️

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the-travelling-witch · 1 year

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what do we do when we don’t feel good?

add to drafts

#chatter spells #i’m not getting anywhere with gamer bfs #i love them #but they’re stressing me out #i feel like i need to exorcise whatever demon i summoned in levi’s and suna’s part #since i finished rewatching haikyuu yesterday i thought i’d write that #but now i’m feeling like writing twst #or maybe i’ll just drown in self-pity for the rest of the day /lh #can you see why i’m not getting anywhere

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shyampyari · 2 years

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kuroo suna osamu do that thing where they tilt ur head up with a finger under ur chin . i hate eye contact and they would force me to look at them.

Imagine staring into kuroos eyes tho. He didn't expect you to do it you barely ever held eye contact but there you were, staring right at him. But you didn't phase somehow your shock melts into his. Trace his jawline with the tip of your fingers and he'll melt.

I feel like samu does not do this more either. He respects his and your personal space and even though the occasion hugs and kisses are permitted, holding eye contact is much more personal and thus, rare. But in moments like these he wants see that part of you. He will look at your frown, a little shocked a little shy but loved. You were loved by osamu miya to be looking right into his eyes.

He expected you to retort, make another comment about how this question is important and how you shouldn't be distracted from studying, he'd rather call it stressing if he could rephrase it. But now you were looking at him, trying to trace his expression while he told you to rest through the smirk. Suna would do anything to catch you slipping, even if it meant he was going down with you.

#Omg this wasn't supposed to happen hello #I have a headache but wow look at this #Osamu needs personal space FIGHT ME #Kuroo is the epitome of a switch #He needs to be held that's what #Suna tho #Jesus suna #I forgot where I was going this he is so pretty #Haikyuu #Hv #Kuroo hc #Osamu hc #Suna hc #Kuroo tetsurou #My love my life I need to stop #Osamu miya #Suna rintaro

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