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kiyoomi-levin · 3 months

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here for you (yan!Suna RinatroxF!reader)

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

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

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

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

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

You still vividly remember your first time meeting him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Suna?”

Your voice comes out squeaky and clearly nervous.

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

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

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

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

What a coincidence.

“What are you doing here?”

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

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

Are you the crazy one?

“Oh, it’s just… so random, you know?”

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

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

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

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

“You live quite far away, right?”

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

“No. I just moved to Kamikitazawa.”

You feel that tingle again.

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

Fuck. You sound especially stupid right now.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Silence. Suna stares at you blankly.

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

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

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

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

"Uh..." you stutter, nervous.

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

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

You nod repeatedly, nerves subsiding.

"Wanna walk back together?" Suna asks.

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

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

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

"Am I boring you?" Suna suddenly asks.

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

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

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

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

"What?”

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

"It's okay," you start, “I—”

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

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

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

"I’ll give you a ride."

It's not a question anymore.

"Alright," you murmur.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“See you tomorrow, y/n.”

Funny. He didn’t sound surprised.

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

"y/n, you ready?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Suna hums innocently.

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

No, they won't.

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

Was that so complicated?

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

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

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

You rub your hands together, easing the circulation back.

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

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"Wake up."

Awakening with a start, you rub your eyes.

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

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

How long have you been out?

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

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

"I thought you might be hungry.”

Suna slides a cup into your open hand— matcha.

So he is a nice man, after all.

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

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

“No, no, it’s on me.”

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

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

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

He's kind of cute, you think.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“y/n?”

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

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

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

Smiling, you sniffle as you wipe away your tears.

“Sorry for getting emotional at movie night.”

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

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

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

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

Oh, and I don’t like to share.

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

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

Another knock at the door.

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

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

“What the hell are you talking about?”

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

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

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tears stream down your face as you tremble.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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“y/n?”

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

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

“What happened?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You smile sadly.

“I guess…”

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

You gesture towards your open laptop on the coffee table.

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

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

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

“y/n, will you look at me?”

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

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

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

You close your eyes, shaking your head.

“Don’t lie.”

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

When you don’t respond, Suna sighs sadly.

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

Frantically, you look up, shocked.

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

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

“Really?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You want to get out of here.

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

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

You fiddle your thumbs, headache threatening to return.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Okay.”

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“Are you sure?”

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

“y/n. You don’t need them anymore.”

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

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

“You’re right, Suna. I don’t.”

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

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

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

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In and out.

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

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

Adorable.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He has it all now.

His phone vibrates— messages from your concerned father.

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

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

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

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

Ensuring your safety is a top priority of his.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Turning over, Suna locks the bedroom door, smiling.

There’s no need for anyone else.

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

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milaisreading · 2 years

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I really want to write for Haikyuu rn, but I have somewhat of a writer's block and I like doing requestsa lot more tbh.

If someone has any requests, please send :)

Rules:

Please be 18+, otherwise I won't look much into the request if it's Yandere or a more mature theme. Requests are only open for Haikyuu now, for these characters, but you can request for others who are not on the list. Just know that this request might take longer to be done. Don't be disrespectful.

Tag list:

Please let me know if you want to be added to my tag list :)

MASTERLIST:

Characters I write for:

Karasuno

Kageyama Tobio

Hinata Shoyo

Sawamura Daichi

Sugawara Koushi

Azumane Asahi

Nishinoya Yuu

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Tsukishima Kei

Seijoh

Oikawa Tooru

Iwaizumi Hajime

Matsukawa Issei

Hanamaki Takahiro

Nekoma

Tetsuro Kuroo

Kozume Kenma

Yaku Morisuke

Haiba Lev

Yamamoto Taketora

Fukurodani

Bokuto Koutarou

Akaashi Keiji

Shiratorizawa

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Tendou Satori

Semi Eita

Goshiki Tsutomu

Yamagata Hayato

Shirabu Kenjiro

Inarizaki

Kita Shinsuke

Aran Ojiro

Suna Rintaro

Miya Osamu

Miya Atsumu

Itachiyama

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Komori Motoya

Kamomedai

Kourai Hoshiumi

Sachiro Hirugami

MSBY BLACK JACKALS

Shugo Meian

Schweiden Adlers

Hirugami Fukuro

Romero Nicollas

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colourstreakgryffin · 7 months

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Hey hey!! Can I request Yandere! Atsumu, Osamu, and Suna where reader is constantly up to mischief? Thank you<33

Hehe! More Haikyuu Yanderes I see~! I love the Miya Twins like. Those morons then you got chill boy Suna, perfect choices~!

Miya Atsumu

Whilst Atsumu does like a good joke and prank every once and a while, his obsession over you is being pushed aside by a behaviour. By mischief, no Atsumu won’t let himself get clouded away in your mind

Atsumu is clingy and possessive, he doesn’t want you liking anything but him so he does his best to brattily distract you from causing mischief. Like him better than jokes! He has more to offer

Atsumu actively tries to make every mischievous stunt you pull go unacknowledged so you give up on trying to cause mischief and grow to like him. You’re just warped by it, he will save you

“Dokiii~! Don’t set up a prank! Have fun with me! I am so much funnier than general mischief, i can make your day over and over, trust me! It’ll be great”

Miya Osamu

Osamu is usually calm and composed against everything but with your mischief, his armour is cracking since he can’t control it in the way he wants. He can’t control you in the way he wants

Osamu will never lay a hand on you nor others, he uses threats and cruel words to drive his rivals away but when it comes to driving your mischief away, he must use new methods

Osamu does want to accept all of you. He loves you so much but your mischief is a distraction, it’s drives you away from him and he can’t stand that. He must do something

“Dokusha, darling. Is there any particular reason you like mischief? I mean… there must be something and if there is, why is it better than me?”

Suna Rintarō

The man is like the king of manipulation and gaslighting so… he can make you do exactly want he wants without trying too hard all whilst sprinkling his love for you on your nose

Your mischief is getting in the way of Rintarõ trying to win your heart over and he simply hates it, he won’t lose to a trait. He must break this stupid habit so you’ll come to him for everything

Rintarõ fakes acting uncaring and recording your mischief but from behind the curtains, he is stopping you by directly manipulating you into being calm and staying by his side

“Doesn’t all the mischief getting boring, Dokusha. How about you just drop it for once, nobody is that entertained by it, other than you”

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nanamisflowerfield · 2 years

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Scenario/Drabble Headcanon Requests 💮 Yandere 🩸

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✿ Shinsuke Kita

❀ Ren Ōmimi

✿ Aran Ojiro

❀ Hitoshi Ginjima

✿ Atsumu Miya

❀ Rintarō Suna

✿ Osamu Miya

❀ Yūto Kosaku

✿ Heisuke Riseki

❀ Michinari Akagi

#haikyuu masterlist #inarizaki masterlist

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animeyanderelover · 3 years

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Let’s just finish this and get it over with. Here we go. I sadly couldn’t do it with all since some of them weren’t that greatly shown, though I’ll try it they’re requested.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessiveness, obsessiveness, delusions, stalking, overprotectiveness, clinginess, manipulation, guilt-tripping, threatening, blackmailing, bribing, kidnapping, killing, violence

Yandere Inarizaki Hc’s

Kita Shinsuke (Aged Up)

☁️Definitely an aware Yandere, at least in my opinion. Kita is a pretty logical thinker and able to tell whether his feeling and the thoughts he has are justified or not, making him realize that feeling that way is completely wrong. Nevertheless, he also is a very collected and self-controlling Yandere which makes it rather easy for him, in comparison to others, to control his feelings. He is a bit on the manipulative side, though not terribly. He is extremely subtle about it and does it only if he thinks his s/o is falling in love with someone else or isn’t taking care of their health. Then he just pushes them with his words and with his actions in the direction he would like them to walk to.

☁️Slightly obsessive and overprotective over his darling as well. It isn’t like he has to now everything down to the last detail, he is a rather respectful Yandere regarding this. But he also isn’t above wanting to know enough so that he can be confident in what he is doing, small things can be rather important than big ones and since he is observing, he realizes such unimportant looking things. He is not a classic protective Yandere, he is pretty chill with it. But if Kita finds out that his darling is for example sick or isn’t feeling well, mentally or physically, he definitely seeks out to find them and take care of them.

☁️We appreciate a man who can hold his jealousy in, don’t we? That’s Shinsuke for you. Patient. Respecting. Maybe a bit blunt. But that’s it. Whilst he is honest enough to tell what he is thinking and feeling, making it for the other person maybe a bit awkward if he says something in a rather cold-logical manner, Shinsuke holds his jealousy really well in. And even if he gets jealous, he tells it rather than being aggressive about it. Kita minds his manners a lot. Feel like he has also this certain confidence about himself that his darling wouldn’t leave him for someone else in a relationship.

☁️Can’t say that he is a really violent one to have in general. Kita is just more someone who thinks about something instead of storming forward without a plan. He is not fond of doing it either and much rather solves problems with a talk. That being said, every person will have the strength to kill if being pushed into a corner which is even the case with Kita himself. But he plans, he plans if he makes up his mind which makes him scary since he is careful.

☁️Not particularly fond of having to kidnap you either. In all honesty, Kita just wants a normal life with his darling and be their husband later on, that is truly all he wants currently. Because he cares greatly about them, though he might sometimes have a bland expression on his face. Things should progress naturally and in the tempo both of you are comfortable with and Kita is willing to wait. Kidnapping would really only happen if his darling wants to move on from him and not be with him anymore despite him trying everything he could have possibly done to get them back.

☁️Shinsuke in general is a rather harmless Yandere since he is neither violent nor really manipulative or controlling with you. He just takes care of you and does things for you quite often, even if you don’t ask him to do so. He just ends up doing it anyways. His teammates might make fun of it because he is more seen as a “robot” which makes him tell them straightforward what he thinks of it and since he doesn’t soften his words, it is pretty much like he is scolding them. But mostly he is kind and respectful which makes him blend in rather well in the life of you. Kita actually has to agree with Aran after meeting you, remembering that he told him that you don't need logic to be happy, you're happy when you feel like it.

Ojiro Aran (Aged Up)

👊I wanted to add him since he got quite some screentime and people tend to overlook him. He is just like Kita the lucid kind of Yandere since he is quite mature himself. It leads him to the point of feeling embarassed about the way his emotions always go wild whenever he sees his darling and he is quite concerned about it as well since it isn't normal. This makes him more of a stalkerish kind of Yandere at the very beginning, though he was also the borderline of clingy. It wasn't like he didn't try to spend time normally with his darling, he wanted to get closer to them. But he also did watch over them in classes or whilst eating lunch.

👊Aran is also the protective kind of Yandere, though he is similar to Kita not such a terribly extreme case. He is more the type to just tell his s/o to be careful, to watch out when they want to do something more risky and is in general more supportive of what they and tries to cheer them up and encourage them. Still though, he has his days where his thoughts run more wild and he overthinks certain things a bit too much.

👊Luckily he is also in the club of Yandere who can restrict themselves better and he is a rather faithful person to start with, once he is in a relationship, he trusts his darling a lot, though he is definitely not naive either. He just tries to look at things from a bit of a brighter side. But he is not to understimate either since he can get jealous as well in which case he gets a bit more impatient as well as passive-aggressive, though he still tries to be polite.

👊Aran is as said aware and minds this all quite a bit which makes him more thoughtful when he has to think about things like this. He is not a very trigger-happy Yandere which is a good thing since it means that his darling won't have to worry about him doing something really cruel. He just has a hard time doing such a terrible thing and the image just horrifies him a lot which is why he prefers to solve everything more legal than illegal.

👊Kidnapping you is another of those things that sometimes don't really let him get his peace. It is not like Aran hasn't thought of it a couple of times before, it certainly crossed his mind a couple of times. Bu he usually never acts on impulses and his thoughts and is rather insecure to do such a thing since he doesn't want his darling to hate him. The thought just hurts him.

👊Despite being more unpopular in the fandom, including Yandere, I would say he is together with Kita a very respectful Yandere to have and whilst he might not be as structured and prepared as Kita is, he shows his feelings much more openly and just tries his best to make you happy.

Miya Atsumu (Aged Up)

🎺Let's welcome Miya Atsumu together with people like Oikawa and Bokuto in the delusional club. Because that is in all honesty one of the main things about him being a Yandere. That boy is delusional. It isn't like he thinks he's completely the best, he has high standards for himself and if he can't fulfill them, he can get frustrated with himself. But normally he's a rather confident and carefree person which is why he thinks that his darling will come to terms of liking him if he spends enough time with them which leads to his next trait. Clingy. He pesters his darling all the time in hopes of making them fall for him and he does a lot of things to do so, flirting shamelessly with them, showing them how cool he is and even trying to talk his teammates into only talking good about him if they happen to talk to his s/o. Next to that he is obsessive, a bad case of obsessive as well since he just wants to know everything about his darling, mostly to make them fall harder for him and because of his egotistic curiosity.

🎺He is also lovesick and similar to Oikawa can get all too much excited when being with you and similar to when in the middle of the game, when his darling does something that flatters him or just returns his affection, because he is touchy with them, he gets totally thrilled and acts mentally younger than he is physically, same goes for when they do something cool. With that being said, Atsumu is on the selfish side and quite possessive over you and that makes him a bit two-faced since he can either be like an excited child or an extremely intimidating man. Since lying is his habit, he is also a manipulative Yandere, though he's bad with it which makes his darling see through many of his lies more easily.

🎺Oh my lord, just do him the favor and stay away from other people and giving them too much attention, it's gotta be exhausting to be jealous all the freaking time when he notices that you are with your thoughts and mind somewhere else. Because his darling is all Tsumu thinks about and he really wants them to return the favor as well and only think about him either. It isn't like he's exactly angry with his darling, but he gets extremely annoyed with the other person and gets more condescending with them. Another thing is that he hates any sort of distraction if he just wants his alone time and he becomes angry with whoever or whatever disturbs such moments.

🎺It isn't like he spills blood, but he is far more ready to be aggressive, openly, with people who get on his nerves which never ends too well. I already mentioned that he is more obvious when he lies, but that is only in many cases right, but not in all. Because when Atsumu becomes serious, he stops being funny and more of a dork, he becomes scary and acts more like his age which makes him better in lying and since he hides it rather well behind his usual attitude it's not easy to realize what he's up to until he has a person cornered and downright threatens them to stay away.

🎺He would be certainly up for kidnapping his darling since once he does manage to get in a relationship, his delusions become pretty worse since he feels like his darling must love him very much if both of them are togther. So why wouldn't they want to live later on together with him? What is wrong with him speeding things up? Because Tsumu is pushy, even if he only manages to make friends with his darling first, he wants to jump into a relationship as quickly as possible.

🎺He is much to handle because of his rather annoying behavior, though there are also some major differences. He actually listens to you when you're talking, an achievement which no one else managed to do before you. But Atsumu differs also in a few points because he can get insecure about the relationship because despite being delusional, he knows there are also other good people out there and such people make him extremely jealous as well as him feeling challenged. A good example is his brother. It isn't like he doesn't trust Osamu, but he's more prone when seeing you being nice and having fun with him and he always storms in with a bad excuse why you have to leave with him in that moment.

Suna Rintarō (Aged Up)

🦊Suna is a huge stalker and semi-delusional. He follows his darling everywhere and wants to be more secretive about is as well so they don't realize that he's watching. But he has a talent for it and so he is most of he time hanging somewhere around and watches them without them really knowing that he is even there. It feeds very well to his more obsessive tendencies and the more he watches, the worse this becomes and he is not above stealing a few things from his darling to keep them for himself. With this creepy behavior being named it does not mean that Suna doesn't know that all of this is right. He knows that he stalks his darling and that it might scare them, but he justifies is with saying that he just wants to protect his darling. It leads him to becoming a manipulative Yandere as well and here he justifies his behavior again with telling himself he only does what will turn out to be better for everyone.

🦊Because Suna is also overprotective and lovestruck. Suna finds himself sometimes being a bit overwhelmed with his feelings and his racing heartbeat whenever he is seeing his s/o and he is not a really expressive person which is why he has problems showing what he feels. It makes him sad and this is why he is a stalker in the first place because it's the only way he can keep an eye on them. He is very well aware that he will do something illegal if you should get hurt or fall for someone else which makes him a bit possessive as well. He is next to that just extremely worried about them all the time and if it should happen that he kidnaps his darling or that they approach him and get together with him, Suna also finds himself becoming more clingy over time.

🦊People totally won't get it at first if he is jealous due to his deadpan expression he wears most of the time. Suna is a bit hard to read and even his darling sometimes can't tell what he is thinking which makes him more unpredictable and for that dangerous. Similar to Kenma, his jealousy is visible through staring intensely at someone. But since he isn't as introverted as he is, he approaches a person about and starts making snarky remarks.

🦊Thinking about it, he would make quite the scary guy to mess with. He is expressive with his thoughts and is able to manipulate people easier due to him having sharp instincts and being analytical about a lot of things and additionally he never really gives a sign when someone pisses him off. Suna of course is aware enough to know that killing is no way to solve a problem which makes him hesitate a bit, but trying to take his darling away from him or hurting them is a trigger even he can't ignore. No Yandere can exactly do so.

🦊He might just seriously end up abducting his darling sooner or later. Suna just belives he knows what's best for his darling and feels like if he is able to keep them at one place and to know where they are all the time, he can take care of them better. He is fully prepared of you hating him or being scared of him if he does so and he accepts that as well, though he also counts on you developing Stockholm syndrome at one point, no matter how hard you try. He plans it through very detailed as well, he knows your way you take home and your daily routines very well.

🦊Suna is in a way similar to Kageyama, he uses physical affection because he knows that he is not the best in words. He can confuse you from time to time a bit due to not showing often emotions on his face, though he opens up more to you than to anyone else which people notice. Even if he becomes your boyfriend, he also never stops stalking you, he always watches you the one or another way. He is also quite chill with his rather abnormal feelings as long as he excuses it with wanting to protect you and even if he should kidnap you later on, he doesn't appear to really regret what he did. It isn't like he doesn't feel guilty, it hurts him deep down when you should tell him you hate him, though he doesn't really show it until he is made desperate and as an excuse he ends up doing everything for you.

Miya Osamu (Aged Up)

🍣Osamu is in a lot of aspects the complete opposite of his twin brother, though they share some things in common as well. To begin with he is a aware guy and that means different from Atsumu, he knows that he shouldn't feel the way he does about his darling, but he's surprisingly calm about it. A thing he does share in common with his brother is that he is possessive, though to a milder extent than his twin is. But Osamu has his days where he is more annoyed where he tends to be more possessive and his brother might just be the person that ends up triggering his more possessive side most of the time. Similar to his brother he is also a lovestruck Yandere.

🍣Osamu is a bit obsessive as well as manipulative, though he can live fine without standing out too much with his obsessive tendencies and his manipulations. He wants his darling to tell him personal things about themselves on free will without being forced by him or anyone else. His manipulative tendencies are also quite well hidden and whilst he uses them more often than others think, most likely when he feels threatened and jealous, it's hard to tell that the comments he makes to you afterwards are meant to get in your mind.

🍣He is the more patient part from the twin duo and due to that can deal with jealousy better than his brother can. But that of course only works for that much time before his string of patience wears down as well and despite what he might look like, Samu is competitive just like his brother is. Of course he doesn't go with the same mean methods his brother uses, though his usually motionless expression shows his feelings rather well. He funnily ends up being the most jealous when his darling is with his brother since that guy is a huge flirt and teases the one or another way his brother about it and might just make him on purpose jealous.

🍣But if he is being triggered enough, he becomes angry and physical just like his brother can become when he is jealous. Of course Osamu doesn't try to be like his brother, but he really can't do anything against it from time to time. Of course becoming more aggressive does not mean that he kills someone, but it can be a bit frightening if someone usually quiet and calmer individual like him becomes loud and mad at someone because he is in that case just as intimidating as his brother can be.

🍣But at the very least Osamu would not kidnap his darling if they don't pay much attention to him or can't spend every single second with him. Different from Atsumu, Osamu wants to take things a slower way if it helps him earning his darling's trust more and if it makes them more comfortable. He doesn't really want to kidnap his darling anyways since that would ruin all the hard work he did so far which is why he needs a solid reason to do it.

🍣His biggest problem is definitely his brother who happens to push his buttons quite often the wrong way and is the reason why Osamu does not really like leaving you alone with that guy for too long only to have him flirting with you again or just in general annoying you. He doesn't forbid you to spend time with him, but he tries not to leave you two alone when his brother happens to be the third wheel. But overall he can hide his feelings better than his brother can, though he slips here and there up. But he also gives his darling more space which Atsumu doesn't which might make him more comfortable to be around.

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knifeythinks · 3 years

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❣︎ make my birthday special ❣︎

🔪: a morbid way to celebrate Rin’s birthday 🥳

⚠️: 18+ CHARACTER DEATH, MURDER, ABUSIVE RIN, YANDERE RIN, STALKING and I think that’s it

🔪: I’m testing the waters when it comes to writing dark content. I didn’t want to make it too dark or too explicit but soon enough I probably will

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“S-Suna—“ “Its Rin.” Suna gave a glare and you nodded and licked your dry lips, “Rin.” You corrected and he gave a nod to continue. He was sitting backwards on a chair and leaned on his arms that were on top of the back rest. He had a butchers knife in his hand. “I-I can’t kill him, I can’t kill an innocent person. I’m sorry please, I’ll do anything. Just let Atsumu go.” You pleaded, your vision became blurry with your tears.

“And why would I wanna do that?” He whispered in your ear and you jumped, frightened almost dropping the knife in your hands and cutting of your naked toes. “Hm? Cat got your tongue?” He asked. “N-no...he didn’t know we were together. He didn’t know we’re in love. He shouldn’t suffer because he’s s-stupid.” You tried to reason.

In reality you’re not in love with him. Well I mean...you were..? He accepted your confession on graduation day of highschool but as years passed, he changed. You now have no friends, no phone, you’re stuck inside the house. He even convinced you to quit your job.

There are times where Suna gives you privileges when you behave for a good while. It’s called grace; doing things for him without expecting things in return, because you love him and you want to please him.

Examples are offering him popcorn when you’re both cuddled on the couch watching a horror movie or making him a bath when he’s had a rough day at work. Even offering sex without him having to hint that he was in the mood.

This past privilage you received was permission to go to the grocery store and the mall alone to buy food and lingerie since Rin’s birthday was today and you wanted to surprise him.

In reality he was following you the whole time.

You wanted to buy some sweat bands for Rin since his hair can get in the way sometimes so you went inside a sports store and bumped into Atsumu. Your old classmate, the boy who was madly in love with you in highschool, but you were too blinded and head over heels for ‘tsundere’ Suna.

You didn’t want to talk to him, you know Rin would find out one way or another. So you just avoided some questions and answered with as few words as possible.

Then Atsumu tried being slick by putting his hand on the wall and leaning in with his face very close to yours, your back was pressed against the wall and you didn’t know what to do.

That was when Suna made a appearance by gripping his shoulder, Atsumu immediately turned and brightened when he saw his old teammate, “Sunarin!” “Tsumu.” He deadpanned. “What are you doing with my wife?” Suna immediately asked and your eyes widened just as big as Atsumu’s. “Holy shit my bad, I didn’t know she was married. I didn’t see a ring so I just tried to shoot my shot. But it didn’t seem like she was interested so that’s good. At least you know you have a beautiful and loyal wife.” Atsumu chuckled awkwardly. “Yeah I do.” Suna hummed and turned his gaze to you, you fake smiled and held your ‘husbands’ hand. “Well we should be going, nice meeting you Atsumu.” You said and tried to leave as fast as possible.

But Suna pulled you back, “How about you join us for dinner?” Your ‘husband’ smiled. “You sure?” Atsumu asked and Suna nodded. “Okay I’m in.” He said and followed you guys to your house.

Dinner was normal, you explained you were a stay at home ‘wife’ which pleased Suna, he’s trained you so well. After dinner Suna wanted to show Atsumu something in the basement or as Rin liked to call it his ‘man cave’ and that’s when you heard a scream. Out of fear for both of them you immediately ran down only to see Atsumu on the floor while Suna beat him with an old baseball bat. With each hit, the bat started turning into a maroon color, you screamed in horror and pulled Suna away by the torso asking what was wrong with him.

Suna turned so quick and pushed you against the wall, his bloody hand wrapped around your throat. “C-can’t brEaTh.” You wheezed as his grip tightened. “Go upstairs and put on the lingerie you bought. Come back down with the video camera.” He said and let go. You fell to the floor and coughed trying to get air. “YOU FUCKER HOW CAN YOU DO THAT TO YOUR WIFE!” Atsumu yelled. “Oh shut up.” Suna rolled his eyes and lifted the bat to break the setters other arm.

With tears streaming down you obeyed and began crawling up the stairs, you walked through the halls of your home, you passed the hallway mirror and saw the bloody hand print on your throat. You began to sob and quickly made your way to the bedroom to change. You already know what happens when Suna is angry and you’re not fast enough. When you successfully put on the lace material you try looking for the video camera but it’s nowhere to be seen. Rin likes recording your punishments, countless videos of you bloody and bruised, fucked into oblivion.

When you’re being a good girl he sadly has no reason to punish you, I mean he’s not a monster, right? So he goes to his man cave and pumps his cock to the sound of your cries, the sounds of your whimpers and moans. When he looks at the screen he sees your tear stained eyes and wishes you’d disobey a little more.

“Ten, nine, eight—“ Suna began counting loudly and you squealed in terror trying to find the video camera. But it was so hard when you were crying. When you finally found it you ran down the hall, tripping along the way, but successfully making it before he reached one.

“-two...wow that was quick.” Suna said with a smirk. “This is my birthday gift?” He asked as his head tilted and took in your delicious figure. You squirmed and fidgeted with your fingers. “Do..do you not like it..?” You asked. “Oh no honey, I love it. You look so beautiful. I’m just amazed at how beautiful you look in them. Come on, give me a twirl.” He motioned with his finger. You turned and wiped your eyes quickly before more tears streamed down.

“Oh baby don’t cry, you’re not in trouble. On the contrary you handled this fucker like a champ.” He chuckled with a praise. He lifted your chin with a finger and you looked into his eyes. “Do you love me?” He asked.

“Yes.” You replied instantly.

“Would you do anything for me?” He asked,

“Yes, of course.”

“So you’d kill for me?”

He said with a smirk and you felt your stomach drop.

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You couldn’t do it, Atsumu just looked so horrible. He was bleeding his face was bruised. He was standing with his wrists tied above his head. Suna tied it to one of the beams on top of the basement. It was perfect to hang someone.

“Y/N...just kill me please. Along my pulse. If you cut fast I won’t feel that much pain and I’ll be gone more quickly.” Atsumu instructed. Suna lifted the volleyball and threw it at his face, probably breaking his nose since you heard a crunch. “Don’t talk to her.” He said simply.

“We’re not leaving till he’s dead.” Suna shrugged and fixed the headband on his head that you bought him. You were cold, your feet hurt. The knife was clutched in your two shaking hands. You’ve been in this position for a good few hours, it was already passed midnight. “Come on babe I wanna see that lingerie drip with blood. That’s the best present you could give me.” Suna rested his chin on his arms.

But you stayed frozen, eventually Atsumu knocked out due to exhaustion and Suna grabbed an empty water bottle on the floor to piss in, no way in hell was he leaving you alone with him. He turned his back to you and that’s when you gripped the knife. You yelled running to him with your fist clenching the knife. You stabbed him right in the back but he didn’t flinch.

You gasped and moved your hand to notice it was a fake knife. The fake blade popped back out. How did you not notice? “You’ve been a bad girl. Haven’t you? Trying to kill your husband, the man that loves you.”

“You’re a devil.” You spat with gritted teeth. “I sure am, and I’m dragging you to hell with me.” He said growled and slapped you across the face. You face moved to the side and you held on to your cheek, he then grabbed you by the nape of your neck and turned you so your back hits his bare chest. “Hold this.” He instructs and places the handle of the knife in your palm, “Rin I can’t.” You sobbed. “Shut up.” He gritted and placed his hands over yours. The knife was pointing to Atsumu.

He slowly began pushing you to him but your feet planted onto the floor to stop. Sadly it didn’t do much thanks to Suna’s athletic build and before you knew it you were face to face with Atsumu. His chest heaved up and down quickly, his wrists were purple, fingers obviously broken. “I’m sorry Atsumu.” You apologized as Rin thrusted your arms to stab his stomach, the setters eyes widened at the pain and he saw your tears.

He wanted to scream, he wanted to cry but he bit his lip and tried to stay silent as you pulled the knife out and continued your assault on his body. He just hoped you somehow escape his old teammate and get the justice you deserve. This was the least he could do for the woman he loved.

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