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suna rintarou who knows how to tie the stem of a cherry into a knot with his tongue. who is intent on teaching you how to. who beckons you closer with a wave of two fingers, curling up against his palm.

"open," he hums, his nose caressing yours, hands splayed out on your thighs, fingertips pressing into your flesh.

when your lips part, he had already tipped his head towards yours, tongue sneaking into your mouth. he tastes warm, sweet; the pink muscle wet and teasing against yours. he pushes something rough into your mouth, the stem scratchy and faintly covered in cherry juice. it feels weird, foreign next to the familiar touch of him.

one hand of his sneaks back to grip your neck tightly, pushing your lips closer to his. his tongue moves swiftly, dancing around yours as you let him devour your mouth. victim to his demonstration, a thin trickle of spit smears on your chin and a slight gasp isn't far behind.

within a couple seconds, he pulls back and lets you feel out the knot he tied in the stem.

"how—?"

a faint chuckle escapes him, and he broadens his tongue, licking up the remnants of spit on your chin up to your mouth.

he murmurs against you, "let me show you again."

he says that but when he gets up on his knees and looks down at you, thumb pulling down your lower lip to inspect your gums, your teeth, the red of your swollen mouth, the cherry stem is fast forgotten.

instead, there's a vulgar twitch in his lazy grin and an amused glint in his sharp eyes.

"open," he says again, and when you listen, beads of spit drop from his lolled tongue into your awaiting mouth.

blushed cheeks, heavy breath, crazed look in his eyes at how readily you take anything he gives you. for a second, he wonders how your mouth would look like with his cum and saliva painted all over your lips like his own special brand of lip gloss. he aches, and his spine catches fire at the fantasy.

before you know it, it's just him licking the inside of your mouth, hips grinding up your thigh, one hand of his buried in your hair to press you closer to him, the other shoved down your pants to find how wet you are.

rutting against your leg, he kisses you messily, sloppy; his pants growing wetter and wetter with each groan that leaves your mouth, because fuck, he can't wait to make a mess out of you, mix both of your fluids together like one of those damn witch's concoctions you brewed as kids, lick it all off you again, lose himself in your mouth and your heat.

his abdomen squeezes and your thighs tremble.

his cum, spit, your arousal — check, check, check.

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two-way street — part 2.

summary | how is suna rintarou ever going to get over you? or: having a hard time not thinking of begging you on his knees to give him a second chance. warnings | angst; fem!receiving oral; pathetic!suna/sweet talker!suna and fem!reader; mentions of weed and alcohol; second chances (except they're still stupid) word count | 3122. a/n | how to angst...? please let me know what you think! -` ♡ ´- part 1 to be found: here.

“if this keeps up, yer gon’ be labeled a stalker.”

atsumu held the bills between his fingers, and suna snatched it, stuffing the money into his back pocket and the rest of the mary jane in the side pocket of his jacket, “how about minding your own business once in a while?”

“nah,” atsumu grinned, “where’s the fun in that?”

his fingers were quick in rolling the joint, crumbling the buds into a neat line before closing the paper with a swipe of his tongue. when he searched his jeans pockets for a lighter, suna’s eyes found your presence amidst the many people at the party, fitted between dancing, sweating bodies. 

the party he hadn’t wanted to stay at once he finished up his deals, but that he couldn’t help but prolong his visit more once his sweeping gaze over the masses found the light you were radiating.

so there he stood, in the shadowed corner of the room with his shady business, several couches and tables between you both, basking in your light even though he knew you didn’t like him to. he knew, he knew, and yet he stood there while the fake blonde next to him clicked his thumb against the lighter, watching you dance.

his hoodie and the jacket thrown on top of it felt heavy and too hot on his shoulders, but he didn’t bother shrugging any of it off.

because he hadn't planned to stay.

“so — “ atsumu dragged a deep breath, and that shit stank up this pathetic little corner suna rintarou was standing in, “ — what do ya say, i try my luck with’er?”

suna froze, but said nothing. maybe if he pretended that the music thrumming through the air was too loud, then he could ignore atsumu and his cocky exclamation of stupidity. 

but as blonde as atsumu was, he wasn’t as gullible.

an arm draped over suna’s shoulder, he leaned in, and smoke curled up into the air, the scent as penetrating as ever, “oi, come on, rinnie, what’s with yer stoic attitude, huh? you can hav’er right after, hn? jus’ wanna see what the fuss is all about. so, how abou—”

but atsumu asked for it. 

suna rintarou did not fight. he really didn’t. he wasn’t the type to, and punches hurt his knuckles.

if anything, he was more the underhanded type to deal with things, maybe a bit of blackmail if they wouldn’t let up, but fighting? smashing any of his body parts into somebody else for violent reasons? not really his style.

so leaving behind a doubled over blonde whose joint had fallen down from his open mouth onto the wooden floor, suna had to get out. it was hot, it was stuffy, it was so fucking unbearably close to where you were, with annoyance pumping through him at every turn because fuck— not even sending him a glance or leave any crumbs of recognition that you had seen him, that you had felt his presence in the same way that he did when he stepped into the goddamn house.

the air outside was fresh, cooling the sting on his knuckles, and he grit his teeth when he bent at the knee, sinking, leaned against a tree in the backyard of the house. the knuckle of his uninjured hand rapped against the space between his eyebrows, trying to pound back some sense back into his head. 

he should leave, ignore that atsumu would get up from the ground and would pursue you out of spite, and just go home. he may had been joking but the venomous way those words left his mouth, painting you like an usable toy, when suna couldn’t even fucking help but let you slip through his fingers, when all he wanted was to lose himself in you, keep a grasp on your essence, selfishly own all that you had to offer.

“rin?”

his head snapped up so fast, he felt his neck protest, but that didn’t matter, because—

fuck. 

the way you were rubbing your arms at the cool air, the hesitant look on your face when he had gotten so used to the look of disdain you used to send his way the past weeks, the absolute wreck that was your hair from running your hands through them while dancing. 

you were breathtaking. 

“what happened with miya?”

“nothing.”

you didn’t believe him, but that was because you knew him. you knew the way his face settled in the slightly bored expression when nothing was going on, the way his shoulders would relax because there was nothing to be tense about, the way he would roll his eyes, the sharp lines of his features laid-back.

suna rintarou looked up at you from where he was seated on the ground, and his face painted a clear picture for you. the tension in his jaw, the deep set of displeasure as his lips pressed into a thin line, the twitch of his ears whenever he lied, the red on his knuckles — he was pissed.

“it’s not nothing.”

what did you want to hear? that he couldn’t bear to hear somebody talk that way about you? as if you were dismissable? at the insult hurled your way and his? 

that he had no right to feel any way about you anymore, not when he fucked up and lost you?

you leaned forward, and a couple of strands of your hair slipped from your naked shoulder, littered in goosebumps. god, he wanted to exist within your confines.

“why do you care?” he settled on that question, a note of bitterness entering his voice, “last i checked, you were too busy dancing with some lame idiot.”

your silence was icy, and suna thought that he might be stupid. at last, your hands resumed rubbing your skin, and your voice sounded almost tired, “because you’re injured, rin. because you look like you’re gonna make some bad decisions.”

then, you huffed, just as bitter and full of resentment as he felt when he breathed next to you and could not call you his, “but i guess i’m the lame idiot here, whatever.”

you turned to leave, but movement rustling behind you and a warm hand on your legs stopped you. half-crawled, half-supported on a knee and a foot, suna rintarou’s fingers squeezed your flesh, and he looked up at you with eyes that spelt out too many hidden emotions, too many hidden desires, too many words unsaid.

“fuck, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean that,” he leaned his forehead against your thigh and your leg twitched at the contact, “i’m annoyed. this shit’s annoying. i fucking miss you, and you’re dancing and you don’t care and god, i’m so fucking pissed—”

a hot kiss placed on your thigh, his hand warm; tendrils of guilty and embarrassed pleasure shooting from where he had touched you to your lower stomach. 

“rin, i don’t—”

“i can’t without you,” he murmured against your leg, hot and wet, a bite, “fuck, please. tell me you miss me just as much.”

his other hand coming up to grip the back of the leg he was leaning against shut you up, and his fingers felt so familiar, the press of the tips against your flesh, marking you in the way they used to. the trace of his lips against you spelt out a dirty secret that he kept hidden in the sleeves of his jacket, in the confines of his pants, in the innermost window of his soul.

those eyes looked at you, half his face covered by the skirt from where you were watching him, pleading, another swipe of his tongue on your skin, tasting you, asking for you to give in.

your ribcage heaved up; rin at your feet, his hands spelling out his desire, the press of his face so comfortable and everything you wanted. your chest hurt, the arousal pooling low, “i hate you.”

he couldn't help but notice that you still didn't deny him.

“i know,” another kiss, and god, he was going to make you go—, “i know, babe, i know. but i’m— crazy, i’m going crazy.”

his nose was searching, a trail he could follow with his eyes closed, leading him under your skirt with ease, tracing the edges of your panties. his groan rumbled in his chest against your leg when he found the proof that you wanted him just as much, the vibration sending shocks through you and you couldn’t help the little pant escaping your mouth.

“fuck, you don’t even know,” suna mouthed against your clothed pussy, the desperate raw edge in his voice kissing you you through the material. your legs trembled, tiny little flutters at the way suna rintarou disappeared under your skirt so naturally, the way the hood of his sweater draped over his back peeped out from underneath, his hands steading you as he licked the wetness of your panties until his saliva drenched all of it.

“r—rin,” your hands found his shoulders to support yourself on, legs spread a little further, hair tickling your innermost skin, “i hate you, a—ha-nd i hate all those s—stupid girls you had with you, an— rin.”

his finger had wrapped around your panties, pulling it to the side, mouth latched to your pussy freely now, tongue tracing your folds like he had forgotten the look of you, the feel of you under his pink muscle, all the little things that had your breath hitching, that had you moan, that had your hands grip his thick neck to press him up further.

“i hated seeing those assholes at your arm,” he snapped against you, mouth growing forceful, and two of his fingers coating themselves in your wetness, teasing you, pushing in slowly, deliberately, “what do they fucking know about what type of sounds you make, huh? how to treat you? how to love you?”

suna knew you; he knew the spot to curl his fingers against, knew the rhythm of his tongue against your clit, knew the erogenous zones to stimulate with his other hand to have you panting, knew the tell-tale sign of you coming undone underneath his touch. and with each stroke, with each kiss, with each gasp of air he forces down his throat before diving back into you, he missed you.

“i want you,” the squelch in the air was obscene, so fucking vulgar, “i need you. please.”

your nerves coiled and crashed on top of him, dissolving into an onslaught of lust, of love, of hate, of cum, of his tongue ever-lasting, of his voice begging, and had he not been holding you up, you would have lost your footing and fallen down, too.

“rin, rin, rin, rin,” name chanting, hands sweaty on his jacket, the pull of your panties, the wet sounds of his fingers fucking you through the orgasm.

“tell me,” his hips were moving against the air, desperate for reprieve, “tell me there’s no other, babe. there’s me, hn? i’ve got you.”

another orgasm was on the edge of your perception at the continuous stimulation, at the continuous plea to give suna what he had to miss out on for the past weeks. brain drunk on you, yours drunk on him, fingers slipping, “rin, there— ah, never wa—ha-as. fuck, you make m’feel soo goo—oood.”

his cock pulsated in tandem with his heart, aching, your words beelining straight down, fuelling the haze surrounding his mind. his mind couldn’t help but conjure all the times other men’s hips snapped into your heat, imagining you opening your mouth wide to fit them. it was like a disease; his thoughts revolved around you, jealousy rushing hot through his veins. 

the way his fingers turned harsh, curling deep had your nerves tingling with an excitement that you hadn’t felt in so long, and your tongue flicked out to moisten your lips. he had leaned back, face exposed to the cool air, lower half of his face glistening in the night and the soft backyard lights. he kept you in his gaze, eyes following the movement of your tongue. his other finger joined to take over the featherlight touches to your clit, so in contrast to the filthy way a third finger joined to wedge itself into your cunt. 

he huffed, “look into my eyes.”

suna's eyes were like a maze that drew you in, the way they had from the first night you had found yourself in his bed. it kept luring you in, even when he paused to stand up in one swift move, balance found quickly, chest pressed against yours, his fingers slowing down from the pace you couldn’t keep up with. so close to you, in the familiar embrace, your head came forward instinctually to rest on his shoulder. 

“eyes up. look at me,” he repeated, nudging your head with his shoulder and you lifted it slightly to recapture the storming grey. his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, eyes half-lidded as he drank you in.

their usually sharp lines having softened, yet his voice remained rough, “nobody compares. you fuckin’ get that?”

his touch became more like a caress; the strokes plunging in deep but not with any less of the needy passion. it drew from you trembles, little moans meant for him, his name tumbling from your lips as you asked for another release; the brewing of feelings in your chest accompanying the heat pooling low.

suna’s head dipped low, found your sensitive skin littered with goosebumps and had his tongue brushing over your flesh to taste your scent. his teeth bit down lightly, a sharp canine digging into your skin; a certain intent behind the marking, possessive and pissed off. the pressure of his clothed cock rubbing your stomach had you clinging to him, and when you opened your mouth, amongst tiny mewls leaving your mouth, another inquiry did as well.

“w—what did a—ah-tsumu say to you?”

“who the fuck cares about that guy?”

he inhaled sharply, surprised, his teeth sinking in deeper and harder for a second, and a painful gasp escaped you. immediately, suna ripped his head back at the sound, half an apology in the depth of his eyes, half fogged confusion, a lot of annoyance.

he stilled, because why the fuck were you taking another man’s name into your mouth when he was knuckles deep inside you?

you visibly recoiled from the sharp tone and the way his fingers felt anything but nice anymore, yet when you stepped back, the inner walls of your pussy quivered at the loss, “why are you reacting like that?”

suna knew from the way your hands came up to hug yourself that you felt a little lost, and the way his pruney fingers grew cold, exposed to the air, squeezed his heart. he didn’t want to be apart from you, but when he stepped forward, you stepped back and suddenly, he thought that the jacket wasn’t enough to keep him warm anymore.

something licked at his heart; something ugly and anxious, clawing through his ribcage like something trying to escape a prison, “you don't get that it kind of wasn’t the time?” 

just stop asking. stop caring about that fucking miya guy. why are you so interested in what miya said? just sto—

“it never is the time with you,” another step back, your voice bitter and regretful, and suna had half a mind to try and step forward again, “you know, i didnt come out here to fuck around with you. i was genuinely concerned and there you go again, completely stuffing whatever fucking emotional connection i want to start.”

suna swallowed poison; tongue bitter and words even more so, “i didn't ask for your damn sympathy, alright?”

he was lying. 

sunarin was lying through his goddamn teeth. he wanted your sympathy and more. he wanted you to have the same interest, the same suffocating need for his presence the way he craved yours; so badly that he could vomit. yet you stared at him like he had never made you happy once, and drawing up the same old walls felt safe, a routine he had perfected, felt like something he couldn’t fuck up no matter how much he tried.

he didn’t want to mention atsumu, didn’t want to think that saying his name might prompt you to go look for that guy. because why wouldn’t you? 

you knew atsumu from before, doing god knows what. goddamn it, you weren’t even his.

suna wanted you for himself, wanted you to not even entertain the idea of hearing atsumu express any kind of interest, jest or not, couldn’t bear the idea that you might take the fake blonde up on his offer. 

he couldn’t. he couldn’t. 

he wanted you to never hear that name again, but he supposed that he had a funny way of expressing that. because what escaped his numb lips was not the love confession he yearned to say, but accusation after accusation. because he didn’t know and he needed to know and he couldn’t rest until he knew.

his palm hurt where his nails dug in harshly.

“if you just came out here because you’re scared for your miya fucking shitsumu, don’t bother. you already have his number, no? no need to go through me then.”

suna regretted his words the moment they left his mouth. because he did mention the guy. he did mention the number that would help you bridge the distance. did what he didn’t want to do because jealousy and sorrow and anger swirled in his chest and the gravitational pull of his heart for all negative things was too great. suna hated that he was the reason you looked like you were going to cry. 

he thought he was stupid. he was so goddamn stupid, and he wanted to get back down on his knees and ask you for forgiveness, but when he stepped forward, you took not one but two steps back. 

the silence stretched between you seemed to be more of a measurement of distance, and you were so far away.

“you’re messed up,” is what you replied, quiet, hands rubbing your arms. you wanted to turn around, wanted to leave and curl up because you felt so used, but he stood there with his stupid hoodie, with the stupid slanted eyes that always observed you so sharply, with the stupid glistening of his lips from where his mouth had met your body feverishly; and it was difficult to breathe because he was still the most beautiful guy you had ever met.

you turned around to leave and this time, sunarin didn’t stop you because maybe he did deserve to be alone.

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suna rintarou as your bsf that lowk wants you BAD

tags/warning : segsual jokes , mention of drinking , lowk fanon suna but like i’m obsessed

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part 1/part 2/part 3/part 4/part 5

Premise : you’ve been best friends with suna since high school and you both knew that the other doesn’t like commitment. you still want each other tho.

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HQ men + loving moments during sex

ft. bokuto, suna, kuroo, semi, oikawa

‎a/n: pls okay i’ve never done a format like this but i had this idea so why not ?? i tried to proofread it but … i couldnt focus lmfao so pls ignore any mistakes </3 and enjoy ur faves being utterly in love with you

‎♡‧₊˚ cw: mentions of breeding, oral (fem!receiving), implied overstimulation, creampie, unprotected sex, these men are simps for you, okay?<3

bokuto:

usually sex with bokuto fast and rough, due to his size and the sheer amount of force he can emit. sometimes, he just needed to slow down and hold you close. like tonight — the two of you were cuddling and after you rubbed your ass against him one too many times, one thing easily led to another. bokuto had his strong arms wrapped securely around you, spooning you as he slowly but deeply thrusted into you. there wasn’t a breath of space between your bodies, bokuto pulling you closer to him as he continued to plunge his cock into your drooling cunt. he always got so lost in pleasure as you squeeze so deliciously around him, coaxing him to bury himself as far as he can go so he could properly breed you. but he wanted to hold out, draw it out for as long as possible. he relished in how close he was to you, running his hands all over your beautiful body. his lips ghosted your ears, murmuring the softest praises into your ears. he cherished you so much, you were the one that grounded him, gave him hope, gave him motivation. he couldn’t imagine his life without you in it. he’s so happy when he’s with you and he wants you to know just how much he adores you as his thrusts drive home in your fluttering cunt.

“love you s’much, never wanna let you go baby”

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u can run but u can hide

cw. ghostface!suna x fem!reader, pet names, smut, little non-con if u pay attention, established relationship at the end, english isn’t my first language.

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It was close to 10 p.m. when I went down to the kitchen to make some popcorn. My parents went on a trip and left me home alone. It was common for nights like this to happen, as they always traveled for work.

I put the butter and corn in the popcorn maker and turned on the stove at the same time as the landline in the living room started ringing. The phone was maintained by my parents' work, because let's face it, nobody still uses a landline these days.

“Hello?”

“Hello, who is it?” a thick voice asked on the other end of the line.

“Who are you trying to reach?”

“What number is this?”

“What number are you trying to reach?” I replied.

“I don't know.”

“Well, I think you have the wrong number, then” I spoke simplistically.

“Do I?”

“Yeah, it happens.” I shrugged, even though the person couldn't see me, and hung up the phone without waiting for an answer. I turned to go back into the kitchen when the phone rang again.

“Yeah, I guess I really did call the wrong number.” It was the same voice.

“So why did you call again?” I asked, with a laugh.

“To apologize.”

“You're forgiven. Bye.”

“Wait, don't hang up!” The person exclaimed.

“Huh? Why not?”

“I want to talk to you for a minute.”

“Well, you have plenty of other numbers for that.” I said with a smile, hanging up the phone.

The popcorn had left a delicious aroma in the kitchen and my mouth was already watering. I was stirring the popcorn popper, waiting for the corn to stop popping, when my cell phone rang. It was a private number, so I had no idea who it was, but I answered anyway.

“Hello?” I asked as I looked for a bowl to put my popcorn in.

“Why don't you want to talk to me?”

“Okay, who is it?”

“Tell me your name and I'll tell you mine.”

“Um, no, I don't think so.” I rested my cell phone on my neck to get the popcorn out of the pot.

“What's that noise?”

“Popcorn.”

“Um, I only eat popcorn at the movies.”

“Well, I'm going to watch a movie now.”

“Yeah? What movie?”

“Oh it's just some scary movie.”

“A scary movie? Interesting” the person on the other end of the line paused and I could hear his heavy breathing “What's your favorite scary movie?”

“Oh, I don't know...” I pondered a bit, leaning on the kitchen counter, popping some popcorn in my mouth “I think… Scream.”

“It's the one with the masked killer, isn't it?”

I mumbled an "uh-huh", wanting to end the conversation

“So, do you have a boyfriend?” The person asks.

“Why? Do you want to ask me out on a date?” I asked mischievously, with a laugh.

“Maybe. Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Mm, no.”

“You never told me your name.”

“Why do you wanna know my name?”

“‘Cause I wanna know who I’m looking at.” the person stopped talking and I remained silent, a shiver ran through my body and the joke was no longer funny. “Are you used to being alone at home, y/n?”

“Who's talking?” I asked seriously this time.

“Calm down, there's no need to get nervous” the person spoke with an annoying calmness “You see, it's important to lock all the doors when you're home alone, especially at this time of night. Are you sure everything is locked, y/n?”

“It's not funny anymore. You know I can call the police if you carry on with this silly little game, don't you?” I checked the front door and the door to the living room that led to the garden and both were locked.

“Yeah? And what would you say to the police? Although... I don't think it's a good idea to call the police, sweetheart, especially given the clothes you're wearing, right? You know how disgusting these guys can be.”

I swallowed, going up to the second floor.

“And what am I wearing?” I asked. It was probably just some weirdo trying to prank and scare me. From school, maybe. But even so, I checked the glass doors leading to the balcony, just to be sure.

“Um, let's see... You're wearing a black tank top, and apparently you're not wearing a bra since your nipples are marked on the fabric, and a... what is that? A pair of panties? Shorts? I can't tell the difference, but it's short, black and has a kitten print.” My heart was pounding out of my chest and I wouldn't be surprised if it jumped out “You're quite a sight, y/n.”

“Right, end of joke. I'll call the police.” I ended the call and went to my room. Of course I wouldn't call the police for that.

A cold wind blew in through the open window, chilling my bare legs. I hurried to close it and locked it out of conscience just as I heard a noise in the hallway, only to stick my head out and see nothing. I jumped with a gasp when my cell phone rang again, but fortunately, this time it was my mother.

“Hi babygirl, how are you?” she asked softly and I relaxed at hearing her voice.

“Hey, Mom! I’m okay, how are you?” I lied, I wasn't going to worry my parents on account of some unoccupied weirdo.

“We're fine!” I heard my father shouting "I love you, baby!" in the background and my mother's laughter “I called to see if everything was okay, you're not scared, are you?”

I laughed nervously “Of course not! I'm a big girl, I can stay at home on my own!”

“Huuumm okay, Mrs. Grown-up” we laughed “Make sure you go to sleep soon, huh? Don't stay up till dawn.”

“Yes, ma'am!” We laughed some more and said goodbye.

I was able to relax a bit more and went down to the kitchen to get my popcorn. I went upstairs and turned off the downstairs lights that were on and returned to my room, putting the movie on the TV and lying down on the bed.

[…]

I was almost halfway through the movie, about forty minutes in, when I heard a noise, a kind of thump. I instantly remembered the phone call from earlier, which had really scared me. I decided to ignore it, it must have been the wind knocking something over in the garden or something. I played the movie and snuggled into bed, my popcorn bucket long since empty. But, as my peace wasn't lasting long tonight, I began to hear heavy footsteps in the hallway. I stopped the movie immediately. I tried to convince myself that it was nerves about the phone call that must have been in my head, or even the influence of the movie, but it was too real to be in my head. The footsteps were firm, they didn't seem to want to go unnoticed. A thick, loud voice said "toc, toc" followed by two knocks on my door. I froze, paralyzed on the bed.

“Cat got your tongue, y/n?” it was the same voice from the phone, I knew for sure.

“What are you doing in my house?! How did you get in here?” I asked nervously.

“Come on, I told you it was dangerous to leave the doors unlocked, didn't I?” the guy said, in the same calm, irritating tone of voice.

“Everything was locked, you weirdo!”

“Are you sure?” the door handle began to turn slowly and my body moved on its own towards the closet.

I hid among my clothes, crouching on the floor. I was panting and shaking, tears in the corners of my eyes. I heard the door creak open and footsteps entered my room. I mentally cursed myself when I realized that I had left my cell phone on the bed. Now would be a good time to call the police.

“Do you want to play hide and seek?” he said, laughing before continuing: “All right, it's more interesting that way.”

I heard him open the door to my bathroom and I could see when he turned the light on through the crack in the door. I also heard him open the drawer of my dressing table and play the movie on the television, even though he had turned the volume down.

My heart was pounding loudly and I was afraid he could hear it, so I put my hand over my mouth to stop my panting coming out too loud. I watched as he opened the closet door. He was a tall guy. All black pants, shirt and boots and a white ghost mask preventing me from seeing his face. The fucking ghostface. He rummaged through some hangers, making space between the clothes. My heart beat even faster, he'll find me. He'll find me!

“Boo!” he made space at once between the clothes covering me, a sadistic laugh coming from beneath his mask.

[…]

“What do you want?” I asked in a tearful voice, sniffling.

He laughed: “Let's watch the movie.”

What?!

I looked at him paralyzed, still crouched on the floor of my closet, and he left, sitting on my bed.

“Aren't you coming?” he turned to me, as if waiting for me. I got up from the floor, walking slowly over to him and sitting on the bed on top of my legs. He shook his head in denial, clicking his tongue. “Come here, sit down.” he patted his own lap.

I swallowed and looked at him incredulously, even though I couldn't see his face. I stood up and faced him. With surprising speed, he turned me onto my back and whispered against the back of my neck: “Do you know what a safe word is, y/n?” I nodded “Yours is mercy, you'll use it if you need to.”

His big an cold hands gripped my thighs firmly from behind.

“Bent forward and your head on the floor.” he ordered, his voice firm.

I did as he asked, sat on his lap, my clitoris almost brushing against his scratchy jeans, I was hanging off the bed, my torso stretched out and my face almost touching my white fur rug.

“What do we have here?” he said, and even though I couldn't see his face, I could tell he was smiling.

He pulled my pajama shorts aside, the chilly air in the room making my pussy clench around nothing, since I wasn't wearing any panties. He ran one of his fingers between my outer lips, realizing right there that I was wet.

“Did the fright I gave you make you wet, sweetheart? What a pervert...” he pulled my shorts down my legs with a little difficulty due to the position, hooking my ankles around his waist.

His hands roamed up and down my thighs, his thumbs hooking into the curve of my ass. I was all open for him, open and dripping.

“So pretty, babe” his voice was nothing more than a whisper, followed by a slap on my ass. It burned.

One more.

One more.

One more.

My thighs trembled from the slaps and my pussy throbbed and ached from lack of stimulation. I moved my hips down, my clitoris rubbing against his jeans, and I let out a louder moan than I expected.

“Owwn” he laughed “Does that pussy need something, pretty girl?”

I gasped when his icy thumb brushed under my clitoris.

“Come on, beautiful, I asked you a question. Don't be rude.”

“I...” I was dizzy. Maybe because I was horny, maybe because of my position and my blood was rushing to my head. I was nothing but a mess.

“Looks like someone here likes to be scared” he laughed as he rubbed my swollen clit.

I moaned, unconsciously leaning towards him for more contact as his palm slapped my pussy, the pain reverberating throughout my body. He slapped my ass again, my skin was hot and burning.

“Your pussy looks even prettier when your ass is red, that’s funny” but his tone had no humor in it.

When the seventh slap came, I let out a yelp, scrambling to my feet in a failed attempt to ward off the pain burning my skin. He laughed at my attitude, stroking my burning ass. Each time he slammed into me, the momentum pushed me further and further down, rubbing my clit against his jeans, which were probably already stained with my lubrication. Those flashes of pleasure were what kept me there, the pain and pleasure turning me on even more.

“Come on, babe, do you want to cum already?” he asked in a whisper, leaning down.

I turned my crying face to the side, trying to see his figure: “Yes! I... Please!” I was nothing but a humiliating mess who just wanted some relief.

“Very well, then” he pulled my torso to himself, my back against his hard and warm chest, my battered ass pinching under his scratchy jeans.

“You okay, babe? Do you want to use your word?” he asked, his hot breath hitting my cheek. I denied it. He smiled. “That's my good girl.”

He laid me on the bed, my back on the mattress, while he lay on top of me. He ripped off my top with ease, my nipples erect from arousal and the chilly air in the room welcoming them. He tugged on my right nipple with his forefinger and thumb, twisting it and pulling it upwards, eliciting a moan from me. He left a kiss on my belly and started to undress, without taking off his mask yet. His chest was white and toned, with a few spots here and there, as were his thighs. His cock wasn't thick, but it was long and slightly curved upwards. The little pink head was leaking pre-cum and had a prominent vein at the base. I sighed at the sight.

“Enjoying the view, doll?” he asked, head tilted to the side, sliding his right hand in a slow masturbation. I tipped my head back, biting my lip with a stifled laugh. You bet I am. “Come here, sweetheart.”

He said slyly, pulling me up by my ankles and slowly inserting his cock into my needy pussy.

“Oh fuck” I moaned, sinking my head into the sheets. My insides trembled around his cock, feeling full. He sighed heavily above me, muffled by the mask.

He moved his hips back, taking his cock out completely, to shove it in again with force. He did this a few times before he started thrusting hard. I moaned loudly, too sensitive. My pussy was squeezing his hard cock and my clit was throbbing, my ass was burning against the sheets. I brought two fingers to my clit to stimulate it, but they were soon removed and replaced by his.

He rubbed my swollen spot hard with his thumb while I squeezed my nipples. The familiar pressure felt extremely good from my womb.

“Fuck, I'm going to cum!” I exclaimed as I felt my orgasm coming, and he increased the pace of his thrusts, driving deep into my pussy.

My legs trembled as the orgasm hit me and I opened my mouth in a silent moan. He penetrated me a few more times, prolonging my orgasm as he deposited his hot cum inside me.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed as he removed his mask, kissing me for the first time that night, a delicate kiss. I laughed against his lips. “You perverted little thing!” he laughed, slapping my sensitive ass, not so hard this time.

“Rin, babe! That was awesome!” I kissed him with so much love.

“You naughty naughty girl!” he laughed, biting my lower lip as he pushed his oozing cum back into my pussy.

“Yeah and you like it!”

Well, let's see what a coincidence. The weirdo Mr. Ghostface who broke into my house and fucked me happened to be my boyfriend, Suna. He and I always like to do something different when it comes to sex from time to time, and knowing that his naughty girlfriend was a little scared and horny about ghostface and that she'd be home alone all night, he wanted to surprise me. Besides, I would recognize my boyfriend's voice on the phone, which only increased my anxiety and excitement about what he would do that night. And what a good surprise it was!

YOU CATCH SOMEONE STARE AT THEM!

featuring. miya atsumu, kuroo tetsurō, suna rintarō

✩ atsumu jogs up to you, a soft smile on his face as his bag swung in his hand. “sorry a took so long, bokuto lost his deodorant in the locker room” he apologizes, his free hand rubbing the nape of his neck. “don’t worry, i didn’t wait too long,” you smile before furrowing your eyebrows slightly, feeling multiple pairs of eyes bore into your back. you shift your body around, making eye contact with a glaring fan girl of atsumu’s. “ignore ‘em, angel” atsumu mumbles into your ear, pulling you close to him as he makes his way through the crowd that was getting bigger by the moment. you felt a shiver go down your spine as more stares and glares burnt into your skin when atsumu had stopped, being face to face with multiple reporters. atsumu lets out a scoff, eyeing every reporter before standing up straight. “atsumu miya, how does it feel to win? who is this person beside you?” one of the reporters asked as girls yelled that you didn’t deserve the male. atsumu poked the inside of his cheek, glaring where the girls were yelling. the faux male turned you and him to every camera that was pointed at you both, a scheming smile appearing on his face before he pressed his lips against yours. gasps and camera shutters started to fade out as the both of you kissed, tuning out the yells of his fangirls. eventually pulling away, atsumu grins and wraps his arm around your waist, looking at everyone that surrounds you both. “this is my significant other and we’re happily engaged,” he announces, pressing a kiss against your cheek and beginning to walk with you to the exit doors while everyone starts to trail behind while blurting out millions of questions.

✩ kuroo softly hummed as he walked beside you, fingers intertwined with yours while his free hand pushed the cart in front of him. the male lets you do the shopping while he pushed the cart, sneaking in a couple of snacks as you walked down aisles. both of you eventually finished your rounds, making your way to the cashier before kuroo placed everything on the conveyor belt and walked towards the card machine. he gave the cashier a small smile before looking at the items, the cashier blushing and slowly scanning the groceries, stealing glances at kuroo. you raise your eyebrow while crossing your arms, watching everything unfold in front of you. kuroo turned to look at you, seeing your expression and following your gaze, realizing it was at the cashier who was practically gushing over him, in front of him. he scratched his head and cleared his throat, reaching to insert his card into the machine before he looked at the gold band around his finger. “hey darling, i think my ring has gotten a bit too loose. don’t you think?” the male raises an eyebrow and extends his arm out in the air, showing off the wedding ring to you and the cashier. your attention fixed on him, tilting your head and looking at his hand. “it seems fi-” “i think we should get it fixed after this, i don’t want to lose our wedding ring.” kuroo cuts you off and emphasizes the word “wedding,” watching the cashier pale and rush to get all the groceries in the bags. he smiles in satisfaction and finishes paying, grabbing the bags before leaving the store with your hand holding his. “did you see how pale she got?” he snickers, causing you to roll your eyes in response.

✩ there was comfortable silence between you and suna, hand in hand as you both walked around the park. he kept you close to him while you admired the nature surrounding you, failing to notice how he admired you. a smile appeared on your face when you suddenly yank the male towards an ice cream cart a few feet away from you. suna widened his eyes as he let you drag him, softly mumbling to go slow. you order a couples ice cream cone, picking the flavours as suna watches the worker scoop the ice cream. the both of you move away from the cart, the brown haired male stealing a couple of licks as you walk to a nearby bench. as you both shared the cold treat, you looked around while suna took his turn to take apart the ice cream. you furrow your eyebrows, catching a group of girls giggling while staring at suna. a scoff escapes your lips, causing suna to look up with a confused expression on his face. he looks over, getting taken aback when he sees the girls grow shy while their hands aggressively wave at him. he licks his lips, pursuing them before turning to you, moving his hand under your chin. suna turns your head, making you face him before capturing his lips into yours. the kiss was slow and sweet, his hand slowly making its way down to your neck as he softly held it in his grasp. the male pulls you in closer before slowly pulling away, a grin on his face as he looks you in the eyes. “you know i’m yours, right pretty?” he mumbles against your skin, kissing your jawline as he glanced at the group of girls that were frowning and walking away.

© miyakult (2022). reblogs are appreciated! ヾ(`ヘ´)ﾉ ॱ˖ ﹆

Hi it's actually my first time requesting 💀 can you do like the reader is a volleyball player from a different school who came to their school to compete and is hella intimidating cause they're really quiet and doesn't really smile that often and their team won. Maybe do yamaguchi, tsuki, tendou, bokuto and suna?

I'm sorry if it's messy i get nervous cause it's my first time requesting 😭✋

hey angel! thank you for sending this in!! And don’t worry, this wasn’t messy at all!

also, i didn’t know if you meant reader’s team played the guys’ teams so i’m sorry if i misunderstood!

the strong, silent type; yamaguchi, tsukishima, tendou, bokuto, suna

synopsis: in which you somehow manage to catch a certain someone’s attention without having to say a word (well, barely a word)

pairings: yamaguchi x reader, tsukishima x reader, tendou x reader, bokuto x reader, suna x reader

warnings: swearing

notes: this is my first haikyuu request!!

YAMAGUCHI

baby boy is intrigued to say the least

he’s also, you know, very intimidated

karasuno is hosting volleyball camp for the weekend so a few of schools from the area come over

karasuno lost a match so they go do a lap up the hill and back down

yamaguchi shakily walks back into the gym, panting and sweating profusely from the run

two other teams are playing so he decided to watch and catch his breath

it’s getting pretty intense until your team’s setter sets the ball for you

you run up and leap in the air, your brows furrowed with determination and tongue sticking slightly out, and you spike ball, slamming it to the opponents ground

and it’s slams so fucking loud

yamaguchi mouth drops, impressed by your raw power

by then tsukishima has joined him, standing alongside yamaguchi

“sheesh” tsukishima mutters at how hard you struck the ball

meanwhile, yamaguchi’s jaw is still on the floor as he watches you with sparkles in his eyes

your teammates erupt in cheer while you’re just like 😐👍

yamaguchi tells tsukishima that they should congratulate your team (he’s talking about you mostly)

and tsuki is like “okay have fun doing that!”

and yamaguchi is like “w-wait! please go with me? they’re scary 🥺”

and tsukishima is like “this is so stupid...” but he ends up going with yamaguchi nskdicnwiwjs

you’re drinking from your water bottle when you feel a slight tap on your shoulder

you whirl around to see tsukishima and yamaguchi LITERALLY standing like—

⠀ ⠀ ⠀(\__/)

(•ㅅ•)

　＿ノ ヽ ノ＼＿

`/　`/ ⌒Ｙ⌒ Ｙ　ヽ

( 　(三ヽ人　 /　　 |

|　ﾉ⌒＼ ￣￣ヽ　 ノ

ヽ＿＿＿＞､＿＿_／

　　 ｜( 王 ﾉ〈 (\__/)

　　 /ﾐ`ー―彡\(•ㅅ•)

　　/ ╰ ╯ \/ \>

yamaguchi pipes up from where he stands, slightly behind tsukishima

“that last spike you did was really cool!” he squeaks, mentally slapping himself for how he voice cracked on “cool”

you blink in surprise before you gently smile

and yamaguchi, in his head of course, is like “HOLY SH*T THEY SMILED??!&)&8:9:”

“thank you” you reply, “i don’t think you told me your name”

TSUKISHIMA

when i tell you this man is not FAZEDDDDD

like he does not give a shit how intimidating you are

he notices that you’re a great volleyball player and that you’re a great coordinator

but that’s where it ends

he’s not intrigued enough/doesn’t care about the motivations of other people

you both walk up to the lil fountain outside the gym to refill your water bottle at the same time

you both sorta halt, before tsukishima motions for you to go first

you nod and thank him quietly, moving to refill your water bottle

tsuki feels his eyebrows furrow when a loud yell suddenly splits the silence, already recognizing who that might be

he turns around and of course, it’s hinata yelping and dodging kageyama’s blows, while the latter yells profanities at hinata

tsukishima sees that you’ve turned around too, trying to see what was going on

“what a couple of morons...” tsukishima mutters to you

you blink at tsukishima, straight faced as ever, before saying, “you shouldn’t bad mouth your team mates”

MY BOY SIEZES UP SO F*CKIN QUICK DUCHDKDJD

he thought since you were quiet and serious looking, that you kinda hated everyone/were pessimistic

you thought WRONG

he turns back to you with raised eyebrows, a little surprised and slight embarrassed about being scorned

you just smile at him and tsuki is surprised for a second time

“see you inside” you nod politely and before walking past him

get rekt tsukishima

TENDOU

yes, my slightly odd looking yet handsome son

he is NOT intimidated by you—AT ALL (have you seen his bestie? 😭)

in fact, the first time tendou sees you, he watches you for like 17 seconds and is like “oh...oh i’m bout to ANNOY TF OUTTA OF THEM”

i feel like he just wants to single out serious people and f*ck around with them—all in good taste though!

will try and goad you into messing up from across the net

but you’re just like 😐😑😐

switches tactics by trying giving you odd compliments

“y/n, right? i like the curvature of your spine,,,very unique 😌”

or “you have such delicate earlobes, y/n!”

if anything, he’s annoying both his teammates and yours

but he’s not done

starts crooning these lil songs about you, that he’s making up on the spot

he’s still not throwing you off your game but you are glancing over at him with a strange expression on your face

that just encourages him even more

eventually, semi smacks the back of tendou’s neck and gives him the “stfu” look

tendou glances over to see your lips twitching into a smile and he’s just smiles real big and wide at you

BOKUTO

my precious boy

he’d probably see you, standing there off to the side from where your teammates are huddled

and he thinks “omg,,,they’re shy,,,and lonely,,,I HAVE TO HELP THEM!”

but you’re just zoning out or something, completely fine

bokuto is trying to collect introverts like they’re f*ckin pokemon cards

he thinks he’s good with all kinds of people (and he is!) but he thinks he’s especially good with quieter people

after your match, bokuto bounds up to you with akaashi trailing behind (he’s there for damage control mostly)

“hey there!” bokuto smiles and your eyes slightly widen at how his voice booms throughout the whole gym. “your team did amazing out there! i couldn’t believe how coordinated you all are! and the way that you flew? your spikes could use a bit more force but you’re amazing either way—”

you generally feel overwhelmed by hyperactive people, but you’re REALLY feeling it now

especially considering how tired you are after that match and how fast Bokuto is talking

you honestly can’t keep up with what he’s saying to you, his eyes glimmer are glimmering and his whole face is lit up and DAMN you don’t have the heart to interrupt him

so you just nod at him with wide eyes like “yup, mhm, yea, that’s right, of course”

when he finally finished his spiel, you take the opportunity to ask for his name

and you’re like “oh! yeah! you’re one of the top 3 aces in the nation right?”

bokuto’s grin widens even further, but before he can respond, akaashi cuts in with “top 5 actually”

and bokuto whirls around with a look that screams utter betrayal—like B*TCH!!&/8:73?

“that’s really impressive!” you smile and bokuto’s mouth drops because DID YOU JUST MAKE A FACIAL EXPRESSION???

he’s hyping himself up like “aha, didn’t even talk to them for FIVE minutes and i already cracked them 😤”

SUNA

he’s just gonna stare at you

like a creepy ass owl or something

he sees your minding your own business respectfully and he’s like “...this feels insulting”

he thinks that YOU think that you’re some tough ass b*tch

MF, I’M JUST MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS 😭

suna: they’re trying to intimidate us

ojiro: ...they’re just standing there

suna: you think they’re trying to intimidate us?

ojiro: no, i don’t actually—

suna: nah, they’re definitely trying to intimidate us

so suna tries to intimidate YOU—reverse uno that b*tch

will stare at you from across the court with his hands shoved in his shorts like—🧍‍♂️

it honestly is a little unsettling because you just see this tall ass, lanky figure in your peripheral vision and your turn to see this guy STARING AT YOU LIKE—👁‍🗨👄👁‍🗨

he scares your teammates too dkfjdkshs

if you’re team is playing his, he will forcefully block your spikes and then just stare back at you LIKE DAMN, YOU GOOD?

the whole thing lets up, when your teams go to shake hands

you take his hand in yours and give him a firm shake, genuinely smiling

“you play well!” you compliment

“...you do too” he says hesitantly and you nod slightly before letting go of his hand and going to shake Osamu’s

he tells ojiro later that you had a “firm grip” and ojiro’s like “...mhm 😒”

notes: i wanna write more haikyuu (specifically timeskip)! also not me projecting the odd feeling i have for suna where it’s like a cross of “everything about you annoys me” and “damn u kinda hot 🙄”. my love/hate relationship with aquarius men 😌

SYNOPSIS: Sure, you have more than just a tiny crush on Suna Rintarou, but that doesn’t mean you can’t get to know him as friends… Right?

Or, in which: It’s hard to get Suna’s attention when he’s at the center of it all, especially not if he might have someone else he already likes.

PAIRING: Suna Rintarou x f!Reader.

TAGS: strangers to lovers. mutual & one-sided (?) pining. fluff. crack. angst. jealousy. slight college au. lowkey some bullying. explicit/sexual content. set in timeskip. friends with benefits.

WARNING: NSFW & extremely suggestive themes, MINORS DNI (this means that if you’re below 18, go away); mentions of alcohol use. profanity.

NOTES: has a few written parts. also, she/her pronouns are used for the reader.

TAGLIST: closed.

STATUS: on-going. / on hold. UPDATES: irregular. once a week, as much as possible.

start date: June 3, 2021

PLAYLIST.

Keep reading

pairing: suna x f!reader

warnings: angst, toxic!suna, suggestive themes(?), destruction of property, glass breaking, manipulation

summary: suna knew that he was doing something wrong, but he refused to acknowledge it. therefore, you slowly dropped five major hints for him, hoping that he would notice them and take action to fix your broken relationship.

status: complete

taglist status: closed! fcygh is over!

© 𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢

chapters

part one: the ghost of your laughter

part two: lingering touches

part three: limited interactions

part four: sleeping alone

part five: rin became rintarou; then it became suna

「 CRY FOR ME 」 ♡ MASTERLIST

PAIRING : Suna Rintarō x Reader. Sakusa Kiyoomi x Reader.

GENRE : Angst.

TAGS/WARNINGS : NSFW. Fake Dating. Unrequited Love. Profanity. Enemies (not really) to Lovers. Friends with Benefits. Not very canon compliant.

SYNOPSIS : You have been in love with your best friend Sakusa Kiyoomi for as long as you can remember. The problem? He is in love with somebody else. And for you to snag even the tiniest bit of his affections, it seems like you would willingly go through drastic measures.. Even if it means teaming up with his lifelong rival, Suna Rintarō

TAGLIST : CLOSED

PLAYLIST + sunayn texts + sunayn crumbs

CHAPTERS

PROLOGUE

ACT I – PARTNER

ACT II – PLAYING WITH FIRE

ACT III – BLUR

ACT IV – LET'S NOT FALL IN LOVE

ACT V – SAFETY NET

ACT VI – LIE TO ME

ACT VII – TEACH ME HOW TO LOVE

ACT VIII – ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS STAY.

ACT IX – ALWAYS

ACT X – BITTER LOVE

ACT XI – AFTERGLOW

THE FINAL ACT – CRY FOR ME

EPILOGUE

wastelands.

↳ suna rintarou x f!reader

— series masterlist.

summary. after a viral pandemic wiped out half of the world’s population, a group of abandoned young adults embark on a life-threatening journey in hopes of finding a safe permanent home. unfortunately, for you and Rin, love is only a temporary option.

genre. heavy angst, unrequited love, post apocalypse au, 18+

fic warnings. explicit smut, profanity, gore, infectious diseases, zombies, usage of guns and other weapons, smoking, blood, killings, suicide, minor and major character death

general masterlist + playlist + official art + group fanart + ko-fi

+ one + two + three + four + five + six + seven + eight + nine + ten + epilogue

status: completed

all rights reserved © 2021 saintobio. please do not copy, repost, translate, or modify my works in any platform.

BROKEN RECORDS. [ masterlist ]

→ heartbroken after breaking up with his ex, suna rintaro hits up an old flame to ease the pain. or at least using you to get someone off his mind was what he intended, until suna realizes that maybe, you were the real one he truly wanted to forget.

content warnings. explicit smut. heavy angst. romance centred. fluff. slice of life. friends with benefits. friends to lovers. slight comedy. rich! reader. timeskip! suna. heavily smut series.

status : completed.

TRACKLIST ; CHAPTERS

[ TRACK 001. love to dream ] → i know what you mean, you don’t fuck with randoms. i got everything, everything but real love…

[ TRACK 002. too good at goodbyes ] → i’m never gonna get too close to you, even when i mean the most to you, in case you go and leave me in the dirt…

[ TRACK 003. dancing in the moonlight ] → we like our fun and we never fight, you can’t dance and stay uptight…

[ TRACK 004. ref:rain ] → i still can’t say the goodbye that I dreamed in the days when i’ve been counting … i’m still not familiar with the repetition of the same events from that season - if i had been a little more mature, what could i have said?

[ TRACK 005. eastside ] → my love is yours if you’re willing to take it, give me your heart ‘cause i ain’t gonna break it…

[ TRACK 006. crying over you ] → we had our flaws, i’ll be the first to admit, and we both struggled to commit. but, oh, was it really that bleak?

[ TRACK 007. adore you ] → you don’t have to say you love me, you don’t have to say nothing, you don’t have to say you’re mine — just let me adore you.

[ TRACK 008. savior ] → like fate, like destiny, we get along so naturally. you already have a piece of my heart which i have never given you — i could tell from the moment i met you that you are the savior that has come to ruin to me.

[ TRACK 009. for the lover that i lost ] → all of the memories feel like magic, all of the fighting seemed so sweet. all that we were, my love, was tragic — and you’re the last thing that i need.

[ TRACK 010. can’t help falling in love ] → shall i stay? would it be a sin if i can’t help falling in love with you? — darling, so it goes, some things are meant to be

[ ALT ENDING. ]

brooo

i just spent like three hours looking for an old sunarin smau and the only thing that’s come out of it is a doc w 30+ of my favorite hq smaus/drabbles

somehow found at least one link to every one i like enough to remember except this one

everytime i go through my old photos and find screenshots of smaus i giggle a little and then get sad that i dont have access to the whole story anymore :/

👉👈🥺 can i request a suna rintarou x reader au where you helped him chase after a girl he likes but you slowly developed feelings for him and he called you out on your bday just to tell you he finally got the girl... :((

ye old request box item number three, and bruh all my apologies cuz this one didn't get much more than what was requested :'(

Yn helps him go after girl

She starts to get feelings for him

On your birthday, no one remembered

You get a call from him and get happy, bc at least someone remembered. Your heart fills with joy

You answer, and Suna is all excited, not making sense. You tell him to slow down with a giggle, and he does. 

“She’s going on a date with me this Saturday.”

Silence. He’s no doubt waiting impatiently for your response, but it never comes. 

“...YN?”

Beep.

You hang up and begin to cry. You were truly all alone. 

“Can I sit on you(r face)?” (Haikyuu!! Fake Texts)

(Middle Blocker Version) Part 2

A/N: Part two cuz apparently you can only put so many damn pics in one post🙄 Enjoy! (Side note: Suna’s was just Kuroo’s reject, but I didn’t wanna exclude him from the group😤 nobody frickin’ told me the dude only had like a minute of screen time tho?!)

Kuroo, Aone, Tendou

“Can I sit on you(r face)?” (Haikyuu!! Fake Texts)

(Middle Blocker Version) Part 1

A/N: Suna, Tendou, and Kuroo all got daddy kinks🤷‍♀️I don’t make the rules. A knee ways, can someone explain why my fake texts are always so damn horny?? I think I have a problem... ehh whatever. These ones are longer cuz the damn ideas didn’t fit, but otherwise, enjoy!

Tsukishima, Lev, Hinata, Suna

heyhey! can you do a hq boys w the tiktok prank where you pretend you used his credit card to buy something super expensive? idm which characters but if you could include kuroo that’d be great :} only if you want to, though

HAIKYUU BOYS REACTION TO TIKTOK TREND WHERE YOU PRETEND TO USE THEIR CARD TO BUY SOMETHING EXPENSIVE

characters — timeskip!bokuto kōtarō, kuroo tetsurō, miya atsumu, sakusa kiyoomi, suna rintarō

a/n — AAAAAAAAAA i love this trend pls, i wanna be spoiled by these men deadass!!!

☾ BOKUTO always left his credit card lying about so it was easy to end up having it on you for the prank. he brightened immediately as you entered the living room, opening his arms while sat on the couch so you could fall into them. “baby, what’re you doing?” you reached into your back pocket, pulling out his credit card along with your phone as you scrolled through your tags, showing him the bag online “i bought this! isn’t it pretty?” he nods enthusiastically before you scroll down to see the price “babe! it’s $2000, that’s A LOT!” “i used your card though, kou is that okay?” he gasps so loud he almost swallows you “but $2000 is expensive for a bag baby.. don’t you have some already?” “but i really wanted this one..” there’s a moment of silence as his arms tighten around you “you really wanted it?” “yeah..” please there’s a little grin on his face when his eyes meet yours “okay baby! if it makes you happy that’s okay! you’ve been working hard anyway!” when you tell him it’s a prank he literally offers to buy you it.

☾ KUROO was working in his office when youd approached him, asking for his credit card just for a few details for something - his head was a little cloudy, mindlessly taking his wallet out of his slacks before handing it to you, going back to sifting through paperwork before stifling a yawn. you returned later, a giddy grin on your face as he finally finished up his stuff “hey kitten.” one of his arms rose as an invitation for you to crawl underneath as you cuddled into his side “here’s your cards back.” raising a brow before he shrugged “oh yeah, thanks.. forgot about that!” he threw it to the side before placing a kiss against your temple “i bought that jacket i showed you lastnight.” you can feel his gaze burning into your immediately “the $3000 one?” “duh!” he groans before pinching between his brows, wiping a hand down his face “KITTEN, i can’t believe you’re using me for my good looks and money - have you no shame?” goes all floppy and bans you from his wallet lmao, mf tells everyone ur robbing him.

☾ ATSUMU always gave you his card whenever you asked, insisting you take it out on days out with your friends or while running errands - just because he loved spoiling you, so he was quick to hand it over when you asked “ya’d be aswell keepin’ it on ya at all times, angel.” youd returned a few minutes later, giving him it back before he scooped you onto his lap, hand smoothing up your thighs “so what did ya buy? somethin’ pretty?” you nodded as you excitedly scrolled through your phone, showing him a super expensive bag before he almost threw you off his lap in shock “BABY, that’s $3000 dollars though?” “but i really liked it ‘tsum!” his head falls back against the couch as he groans, arms falling by his sides, he literally stays like that for a good 10 seconds like you gotta nudge him alive again before he’s pulling you into him again “if it makes ya happy baby a guess, yer so damn spoiled ya know a cant say no ta yer pretty face!” makes you give him kisses as compensation for the stress.

☾ SAKUSA knew he spoiled you, all you had to do was bat your eyelids at him and he’d fold. so you were easily able to tangle his bank card off him with a quick peck and a hand on his chest. you’d approached him again as he drank his coffee in the kitchen “finished, love?” you nodded before sliding him the card, his fingers intertwining with yours over it instead “what did you get?” “just a bag, it was on sale for $2000.” his hand almost crushed yours, he nearly splutters drinking his coffee and he stiffens up so bad, his lips pulled into a pout as his eyebrows immediately furrow “are you kidding?” “i liked it omi.” he blushes at the nickname despite you using it daily, clearing his throat to regain his composure “i told you to run big gifts by me first..” but when you blink up at him, apologising through a pout you hear him sigh before he runs a hand through his curls “you’re a spoiled brat.”

☾ SUNA you lay in bed, cheek pressed against his chest as you both scrolled through your phones. you’d borrowed his card for groceries so you still had it on you for the prank “rin, guess what else i bought when i went for groceries??” his gaze flicked to you momentarily before he locked his phone, placing it against his chest “what?” you turned your phone towards him, showing him the $2000 coat on the screen as he blinked at you, face remaining deadpan “and how did you afford that?” “with your ca—“ you don’t even get your whole answer out before he’s snatched your phone from your hand, getting up from the bed as he taps away on the screen “damn brat, you better cancel it.. $2000 on a coat you don’t even need, you’ve got me to keep you warm.” pouts when you tell him you’re joking and mf tells you to have fun being cold lmao.

Hiiiii! Omg I love this blog. I have another request, I know you’ve done generic shut you up with a kiss hcs but what about real ones?? Like during an argument and they kiss you maybe a little steamy 👉👈 Can it please include Atsumu, Suna, Mattsun, Iwaizumi, Osamu/Sakusa? 💙

HAIKYUU BOYS KISSING YOU DURING AN ARGUMENT

characters — timeskip!miya atsumu, matsukawa issei, miya osamu, iwaizumi hajime, suna rintarō

a/n — warning ⚠️ suggestive and some rough making out/name calling [i use “baby girl” in mattsuns] not rly angsty even tho there’s talk of arguments! tysm for this request, i love writing steamy make outs YAY & the character flavour!!! pls enjoy <3 tysm vale @iwasumi for proof reading for me ily

☾ ATSUMU the reason youd both been arguing had been long forgotten, but you were both too stubborn to back down as you stood in front of each other, “you’re a fucking asshole atsumu.” “don’t act like yer much better prince/ss.” “oh, fuck off miya.” he chuckled dryly, his eyes darkening as he approached you slowly, your feet carrying you backwards until your back met the wall as his hand came to rest beside your head, his lips ghosting yours “that’s not ma fuckin’ name.” you would’ve whimpered if his lips didn’t smash against yours instead, his bigger body slamming you back against the wall as his hands harshly groped the flesh of your ass, feeling your knees buckle as his tongue roughly slid against yours before he sucked it into his mouth “‘ts-‘tsumu.” “hngh, fuck—there ya go baby, that’s more like it.” feeling him wrap your thighs around his waist as he groaned against you, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth before he moved to suck at the sensitive flesh on your jawline, his tongue smoothing over the newly raised marks that he left behind “let me hear ya say that again, angel.”

☾ MATTSUN his brows furrowed as you stood before him, arms crossed over your chest before you rolled your eyes at the indifference on his face “you’re not listening to me issei.” his head fell back against the couch as he ran a tired hand down his face with a sigh “we’re not getting anywhere, i mean there’s no point even trying to talk to you matsukawa.” “is that right?” you rolled yours eyes before moving to leave only to feel yourself be pulled back as his figure rose from the couch, sitting back again- this time with you pressed tightly against him as his hand grabbed the back of your neck, you felt something familiar replace the anger in your stomach when you felt his mouth roughly move against yours, causing you to whimper as he swallowed each whine greedily - followed by his own deep groans, his grip tightening to push you closer before he pulled away with a smirk on his swollen lips, his hand moving to tangle in your hair to yank your head back as he placed sloppy but chaste kisses up your neck as you shuddered “come on babygirl, how about you let me make it up to you, hmm?”

☾ OSAMU you were in his office as he glared at you, your back pressed against his desk,“you need to rest samu.” “and a told ya a cant, ya agreed ta this when ya married me.” “all i want is a fucking minute of your time!” a silence fell over the room as your voice raised, your breath hitching as he walked towards you, his eyes a little darker now from what you could see under his cap but all thoughts melted when you felt his tongue forcefully slide past your lips to taste your own, your mind felt hazy- focusing on his deep groans against you before he leaned forward to swipe the work off the desk behind you, hand grabbing your thighs to lift you ontop before his own body caged you against it “s-samu—“ your words were cut off as he pulled away, his tongue replaced by his fingers as he stuffed two inside your mouth “be good and keep that pretty mouth of yers quiet angel.” you nodded as your tongue slid over his fingers, watching his swollen lips part as he groaned deeply before leaning over you once again “shit— so good, ya were fuckin’ made for me.”

☾ IWAIZUMI got jealous, he trusted you but something about the way you giggled at oikawa’s jokes really irked him today, both of you returning home as he slammed the door, finally causing you to blow “what’s your fucking problem iwa?” “don’t fucking piss me off.” “or what? gonna pout about it?” your teasing tone immediately dropped when you felt your back slam against the door behind you, his eyes darker this time as his hands wrapped tightly around your wrists, pinning them beside you as his lips moved to bite at the sensitive spot on your neck before soothing over it with his tongue “you better watch that fucking mouth doll.” your mouth opened to reply, but he knew from the look in your eyes you weren’t done as his lips latched onto yours, his tongue not giving you a chance to think never mind speak as it slid against your own, your back arching against his chest as he groaned into your mouth- pulling away to scoff as you whined at the loss, taking both your wrists into one hand in favour of roughly grabbing your jaw instead, his thumb tracing your now swollen bottom lip “you know he’ll never make you feel as fucking good as i do.”

☾ SUNA glared at you tiredly as he lay back on his forearms “do you not have anything to say rintarō?” he rolled his eyes as he scoffed “are you done?” you wanted to scream at the stoic look on his face, but before you could think you found yourself stumbling forward towards him, his slender fingers moving to the base of your neck as you fell into his lap, you could’ve whimpered at the heated look he gave you but you felt the tension in your shoulders melt when his lips moved against your own instead, groaning deeply as his tongue sloppily slid over yours at a lazy pace that always had you whimpering against him as he pulled away, admiring the hazy look in your eyes as you felt his fingers tighten around your throat “still so pretty for being such a fucking brat.” his drawled out tone and the loss of oxygen had your heart hammering at your chest as you stumbled over an apology, his lips moving to ghost over yours as you whined, his free hand moving to slap the flesh of your thigh before he smoothed over the red skin “where’s that attitude now huh?”

includes: suna rintarou, miya osamu, miya atsumu

wc: 950

warnings: smut, use of ‘daddy’, bit of choking, bit of hair pulling

anon requested: How about our faves reaction to being called daddy the first times? Your pick?

Suna Rintarou ► There’s a TikTok trend where you call your boyfriend Daddy and see their reaction ► You’re waiting for Suna to come home from practice one day, phone propped up against something on the counter and ready ► The second the door shuts, you’re jumping onto Suna and hugging him ► “Welcome home, Daddy!” ► He doesn’t even question it, just giving you a raised brow before closing the space between you, quickly and easily due to his long legs

His presence is overwhelming. How is a guy with not the greatest posture still able to pressure you into stepping back simply by walking towards you? Your back hits the wall, and you look up to see Suna towering over you, his expression mostly blank save for the small grin tugging at his lips. Just looking at him like this, when he’s staring at you as if you’re some helpless prey, has your mind racing and arousal pooling in your stomach.

He still hasn’t said anything yet, meanwhile your heart’s hammering against your ribcage. The picture of confidence you had before starts to waver.

“R-Rin?”

Suddenly there’s a hand around your throat and long fingers pressing in on the sides—not hard enough for you to go lightheaded, but enough for your breath to hitch. There’s barely a second for you to realise what’s going on before Suna’s lips come crashing down on yours, nipping on your bottom lip and chuckling in that slightly condescending, very much sexy way when you moan.

The TikTok plan is completely forgotten at this point, but it doesn’t matter when Suna’s tongue tangles with yours, only breaking off the kiss once you’re basically panting.

“‘M home, baby. Were you a good girl for Daddy?”

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Omg I have a request! I just hope tumblr doesn’t eat it but I just saw a tiktok trend to see how long it takes for your boyfriend to kiss you first and I would like to see that with any of the hq boys of your choosing pls 🥺 if not that’s fine I just thought it would be funny but have a good day/night bby <3

HAIKYUU BOYS WITH TIKTOK TREND WHERE YOU SEE HOW LONG IT TAKES THEM TO KISS YOU FIRST

characters - timeskip!miya atsumu, miya osamu, suna rintarō, iwaizumi hajime, sakusa kiyoomi

a/n - omg the way i screamed when i seen this one AHHHH so much cute possibilities, i kept it to more quiet boys (except ‘tsumu) lmao

☾ ATSUMU you always greeted him at the door after practice, his bright grin always waiting for his welcome home kiss and hug — but when youd thought about this prank you decided you’d make him have to be the one to seek you out instead, as you chose to remain on the couch when you heard his key in the door. a pout was on his lips instantly when your figure wasn’t the first thing he seen, basically walks straight to the living room to start looking “baby? what’re ya doin’ am home.” you looked up at him and gave him a quick smile before you attention went back to the tv show you were watching, hearing him huff as he fell clumsily next to you on the couch with a sigh— he keeps glancing at you as his pout deepens with each time he’s not met with a kiss until he cracks “yer killin’ me here! ya forgot ma kisses, where are ma kisses ya know a need them to survive.” before smooshing his lips against yours, he doesn’t even care when you laugh at his whining cos he gets his kisses anyway.

☾ OSAMU you’d visited him at the restaurant during your break at work, waving to the staff as they pointed you into the direction of the kitchen where your husband was preparing some orders “samu?” “hi baby, how’s yer day goin’?” you noticed the way he seemed to lean his head towards you as you walked over, knowing he was expecting his normal greeting kiss you always gave him, so when you watched his eyebrows furrow when you ignored him you felt a little bad ngl. “ya alright?” “yeah i’m good, why?” “no reason.” he doesn’t want to seem annoying by asking so he brushes it off until he finally finishes one of the orders as he moved towards you “it’s yer favourite.” hand holding the onigiri just to snatch it away when you reach for it “oi first — ya owe me a kiss, al trade ya.” — he wins.

☾ SUNA you were both lying in bed, scrolling on your phone as you lay against his chest — you decided to do the prank before bed because you both always shared a goodnight kiss “i’m gonna go to bed rin, goodnight.” he was going to say goodnight but by the time his eyes landed on your figure youd already closed your eyes like you were a sleep. you stifle your giggle when you feel him nudge you in your sleep as he whispered “hey, are you mad?” you blinked at him before shaking your head and lying back down again, smile so desperately wanting to break through your lips when you hear him sigh before nudging you again, his lips placing a quick peck against yours this time when you look up as he giggle, rolling his eyes as he scoffs “you’re a brat, go to sleep.”

☾ IWAIZUMI despite what people thought due to his intimidating exterior, iwaizumi loved kisses. he’d returned home from work, dropping his bag at the door as he immediately went to look for you as he found you in the living room on the couch, he’s even got a little smile when he walks over to you to place his hands at each side of your body, face leaning in close to yours as he awaits a kiss but when you just look past him to continue watching tv— he blushes so bad cos he’s a little embarrassed but also, he wants his kisses! “hey! what’s up with you?” “huh? nothing haji why?” he was too embarrassed to ask so he just grumbles something under his breath and sits next to you, you notice how he seems to get closer and closer until you’re basically on his lap but he’s pouting the whole time, you end up turning when you hear him groan only for him to crash his lips onto yours before pulling away with a blush “you’re a spoiled dumbass.”

☾ SAKUSA you always gave him a good luck kiss before a game, so you were curious what his reaction would be — because he always complained about your kisses even though he leaned into them with a blush everytime. you met up before he went onto the court, telling him good luck before you went to wave him off and leave, but before you can go you feel a slight tug on the hem of your jacket as you turn around to a very blushy kiyoomi “uh— where are you going?” “to the stands.” “we’re not done yet.” he can’t even look at you but when he glances at the confused look on your face you swear he burns redder, ends up quickly pulling down his mask to place a kiss against your forehead before turning immediately to walk away, hearing you giggle behind him as he mutters a “shutup.” hoping you don’t see the red that’s spread to the tips of his ears and neck — but you do.

idk i randomly woke up thinking of this buuut do you think you can write one where the s/o is looking really good and they're about to head out for like a business meeting or hanging out with their friends. like how would the hq boys react? you can use anyone you want or are comfy with. i also hope you have a good day and make sure to drink water and get at least a little bit of sun or fresh air :)

HAIKYUU BOYS REACTIONS WHEN YOU DRESS UP TO GO OUT

characters — timeskip!miya atsumu, kuroo tetsurō, miya osamu, suna rintarō, iwaizumi hajime

a/n — warning ⚠️ okay some got a lil suggestive but not too much, im sorry i’m the worst lmao. have an amazing day my love, i hope you enjoy <3 i’m kinda happy w these!

☾ ATSUMU his head shot up from where he lay on the couch once he seen you come into his view from the bedroom, eyes dragging up and down your figure as he groaned when he stood up to walk towards you, his hands immediately grabbing you as he pulled you into his chest “what’s ma baby all dressed up for hmm?” “going out ‘tsumu” he hummed as his head dipped to place gentle kisses up the expanse of your shoulder before travelling up your neck, stopping to suck a visible purple mark just below your ear before he pulled away to admire it “ya sure ya don’t wanna stay home with me?” his facade drops so quick when you playfully shove him away and tell him “no” with a giggle, slaps your ass on your way out the door though.

☾ KUROO he whistled lowly as his eyes met yours as you adjusted your clothes in the bedroom mirror, a smirk already stretching his features as he walked towards you “now, now kitten— all this for me?” you rolled your eyes at his teasing as his arms wrapped around you from behind, admiring your features in the mirror before his hand traced up your body, fingers tightening around your chin, turning your head towards him in favour of placing a gentle peck on your lips before he pulled away to admire you a little longer, silence finally broken as he drawled out his words almost seductively “are you made of Fluorine, Iodine, and Neon? because kitten, you are F-I-Ne” you both end up laughing so hard because he’s such a dork, he tells you to have a good time though, we love him.

☾ OSAMU he was in the kitchen cleaning up when you came into show him your outfit before you left, he smiles so big and immediately opens his arms to wrap them around you, giving your forehead a few kisses before he rests his lips against the skin “how do i look samu?” “ya look amazin’ angel, ya always do.” pulls away to fix any of your clothes he might’ve messed up with how tight he hugged you “ya want anything done for ya comin’ back? are ya gonna eat while yer out or a can make ya somethin’?” you just nod before he walks you to the door, giving you once last longing glance as he checks you out shamelessly “enjoy yerself alright? not too much though, al be waitin’ for ya comin’ home for that.”

☾ SUNA he was scrolling through his phone on the couch when you walked into the room, immediately locking his phone and flinging it down beside him when you walked in as he looks at you with his lips slightly upturned “do i look okay, rin?” he straightens up a little as he pats his lap, arms immediately wrapping around you as he pulls you on top of him, his hands running up the expanse of your thighs as they squeeze at the skin— his gaze never leaving yours, his words almost a raspy groan “fuck, so pretty.” one of his hands moving higher to rest on your neck as his lips slide against yours sweetly, a contrast to the hungry look in his eyes as he grins when he pulls away “send me some photos when you’re out?”

☾ IWAIZUMI you swear you heard him growl when your gaze met his, his muscled arm stretched along the back of the couch as you watch the heat creep up his neck and across his cheeks when you catch his gaze lingering on your figure. his voice comes out deep, one your used to but only in more intimate moments with him as he rises from his place to move closer to you “shit doll, look so fucking good for me.” one of his hands moving around the expanse of your hips as he grabbed a handful of your ass in his palm, lips capturing yours slowly even though his other hand tightened on your waist with more urgency, he pulls away shortly after, gazing down at you with the same blush he’d always had before he’s reaching for his keys “let me drop you off? need to make sure my princess is safe right?”

Hiiiii! Omg I love this blog. I have a request, so like how would the guys react if their S/O gives them an inappropriately passionate kiss? Like, they go for a simple goodbye peck before leaving but instead it's a super-heated french kiss (a bedroom kiss!) and then their S/O acts so nonchalant about it like they didn't just slip their bf some tongue lmao! My only preferences are for Suna, Akaashi, and/or Sakusa but you can add more! 😉

HAIKYUU BOYS REACTIONS WHEN YOU CATCH THEM OFF GUARD WITH A PASSIONATE KISS

characters — timeskip!suna rintarō, akaashi keiji, sakusa kiyoomi, miya atsumu, iwaizumi hajime

a/n — warning ⚠️ suggestive I WAS SWEATING WRITING THUS OMG yuh get into it!!! yayyyyy time to write some making out mf <3

☾ SUNA you’d went to kiss him goodbye before practice, the gym hallway was fairly empty considering everyone was there already so as he leaned down to give you a quick peck, your fingers immediately tangled in his hair pulling him back against you, smirking against his mouth as you felt his breathing stutter a little, using the opportunity to push your tongue past his lips to glide against his own, before his hands gripped your waist tightly— his body moving closer to yours as you stumbled back before you felt his hand slowly trace its way up your stomach towards your neck, only choosing to pull away just as it reached your nape, you grinned as he whispered a “fuck.” under his breath, his lips swollen, hair messy and tip of his ears tinted red but as you turned with a “see you later, rin.” and a wink, you giggled as he rolls his eyes before trying to brush his hair back into place with a scoff “brat.”

☾ AKAASHI he’d grabbed you a coffee at the counter before he leaned over your body to place it down infront of you with a smile, you’d looked at him with a softer one in return “thank you keiji.” as you leaned in to give him a peck, admiring his gentle, unsuspecting expression before you crashed your lips back against his causing a surprised moan to fall from his lips but his mouth still seemed to move seamlessly against yours before he gently placed his hand on your shoulder as he pulled away, readjusting his glasses as he cleared his throat before looking around the cafe “uh, you’re welcome, love.” watching him slide into the seat opposite from you as his hand opened across the table for you to place yours on top, a smile and a small dusting of pink of his cheeks.

☾ SAKUSA he’d went to kiss you goodbye before he left for practice, his palm resting against your cheek gently as he leaned into give you a quick peck but his eyes widened almost comically when you grabbed his shirt and pulled him back, hands grabbing his curls as he whimpered into your mouth, his hand that was previously on your cheek moving to the back of your neck instead as his tongue messily slid along yours, chest pressed tightly against your body before he’s pulling away with shallow breathes as his half lidded eyes stared at yours, his cheeks flushed as he tsk’d before pulling on his mask hoping he could cover the growing redness, running a hand through his curls with a frustrated sigh “i’ll deal with you when i’m home.”

☾ ATSUMU youd walked him to the gym doors as he turned to give you a quick kiss as a goodbye that normally lingered a little longer than most, so you felt his lips stretch into a grin when you pulled him closer in favour of sliding your lips against his own, feeling your legs almost buckle as he groaned against you before pushing you against the wall in the hallway, words breathless as they’re exchanged between sloppy kisses “fuck angel, yer really pullin’ this before practice?” his hand hooking under your leg as he pulled it up around his waist, a moan coming from you as he brought his hand down on your thigh— a loud slap filling the silence as he moved to suck on your tongue with a loud groan and a raspy “so fuckin’ hot.” your hands tangling in his hair as his lips moved to your neck, sucking purple marks into the skin but you jumped when the gym doors slammed open “miya! in, now.” your eyes meeting iwaizumi’s cold glare at your boyfriend, a smirk on his now swollen lips as he left one last peck against your own “ya better watch me play extra good for ya, baby”

☾ IWAIZUMI you’d dropped him off at work, eyes trailing across his muscles as they bulged out his uniform, the colours looking amazing against his more tanned skin as he leaned over the centre console to give you a kiss goodbye. you grabbed his collar as your tongue swiped at his lower lip, a deep groan falling from his mouth as you swallowed it with your own moan— leaning over to meet him as he tried to grunt in protest but when his hands travelled to grab a handful of your ass you knew he was a goner. his free hand grabbing a fistful of your hair as he pulled at the roots, just hard enough for it not to hurt you too much as he bit at your lower lip before pulling away, his gaze dark and eyes narrowed but you only focused on the redness of his cheeks and neck, smirking at how wrecked he was over a kiss “shit, you better wait for me coming home, princess.” his deep, straight tone causing you to whimper, but you smirked watching him trip out the car before readjusting his sweats as he walked towards the gym.

daddy’s fingers | suna rintaro

pairing: suna rintaro x reader

warnings: 18+ smut, heavy ddlg, praise, degradation, fingering

wc: 662

a/n: can u tell i’m having a daddy kink phase again lmao

“Don’t you dare look away. I want to see every reaction painted on your pretty little face while I fuck you. Now what do we say to Daddy?”

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pairing: step daddy!suna x fem!reader warnings: 18+, DARK FIC, age gap (reader is in college), dilf!suna, stepcest, dry humping, dirty fantasies, masturbation, oral sex, corruption kink. words: 1.8k notes: happy suna day!! <3 taglist: @babayaga67​ ​​ @galagcica​ ​​ @hotwings0203​ ​​ @kgojo​ ​​ @mangocrepe​ ​@minniberri​ ​ @coldspoons​ ​ @hawkspet​ ​ @xxrwzy​ ​ @seita #📂 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗱𝗲 #📂 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

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Suna watches you. He watches you a lot.

It’s like watching a curious puppy taking its first steps, you clumsily mix the chocolate milk, licking the spoon right after, bouncing on your feet at the sound of some pop song blasting on your headphones. 

You wear one of his shirts, white cotton against your skin stopping at your mid-thighs. He notices your baby blue panties when you reach for the cereal on the shelf, the fabric hugging your butt so cutely he almost lets out a groan. He didn’t want to scare you, but you were almost falling out of the counter trying to grab the goddamn cereal box.

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happy birthday, daddy.

there’s only one thing rintarō wants for his birthday.

content warning: 18+ content including daddy kink, praise, crying, mention of babies, dubcon, fear, womb fucking highly unrealistic, dumbification/incoherence, breeding.

“You’re doing so good for me, babygirl.”

Rintarō grunts. He’s unable to look away from your messy cunt, always finding himself utterly amazed by how well it takes every inch of his fat cock. Your velvety walls hug him so nicely. It makes his head spin. It makes him want to rut against you until you’re so full of him and his cum that you can’t think straight. Which happens often, anyway.

You look so precious holding your legs open for him, with your fingers grabbing at and twitching against the flesh of your thighs. Your face is wet with tears, glistening in the low light of your bedroom. It looks like you have tiny, gleaming stars in your eyes and clinging to your silky lashes.

This is how Rintarō always wants to remember you.

He ducks his head down, and you nearly whine because you can’t stare up at his pretty features anymore. The feeling of his lips brushing over your dewy skin distracts you. Your mind goes fuzzy when they wrap over one of your perky nipples, engulfing the sensitive nub in wet heat that makes your back arch into him further, and a desperate mewl escape from your chest.

“Daddys good girl,” he murmurs, teeth grazing over your supple breast. “You’re gonna give me some pretty babies for my birthday, yeah?”

Rapidly, you nod. Words and drool falling from your lips, “All the babies you want, daddy.”

At that, the push and pull of his hips becomes more aggressive. You whimper— your hands scramble and push at his toned lower stomach, wordlessly begging him to slow down. But you promised him. You told him he could fuck you just like this, you can’t stop him now. Even if your little cunny is aching.

So his hands replace yours and fold you in half further. A growl meets your ears while your head thrashes against your pillow in a frenzy.

He feels deep. Deeper than he’s ever been before and you both realize that. Your whole body freezes, but you paw at Rins biceps. You dig your nails into his skin, fearful that he’s splitting you in half on his cock for real this time. Yet all you can do is squeal and let him use your twitching body as he pleases.

“Fuck— that’s it.” There’s a triumphant lilt to his voice. He still sucks in a sharp breath through his teeth when he feels your cervix hug the head of his cock and threaten to suck him right in.

Lucidity escapes you entirely, slipping through your fingers before you can fully acknowledge what’s happening. All you can see is the lazy grin that tugs at Rintarōs lips through blurry, tearful vision.

It’s New Year’s Eve in the Team Japan house and while everyone else is in the living room partying and anticipating the stroke of midnight, you’re in Suna’s bedroom, writhing under the weight of his body, trembling and whining through your orgasm—was it the third? Fourth? You’ve completely lost count at this point.

“One more, sweetheart.” Suna glances at the clock on his nightstand. 11:59 PM. Perfect. He thrusts into you, fast and unrelenting, putting all his strength into making your walls clench around him.    

Over the sound of your heart pounding and the involuntary noises falling from your lips, you can hear his teammates chattering and yelling loudly over the tv playing in the background. 

“When it hits midnight—nghhh, fuck—you’re gonna cum for me, got it?” 

“G-got it.” As if on cue, the men start screaming the countdown to the new year, and unbeknownst to them, the countdown to your first orgasm of 2021. 

“5!”—Suna fucks into you, impossibly deeper, hammering away at the spot that’s made you gush all over his cock all night.

“4!”—”You love this big fat cock, don’t you?” 

“3!”—You whine and grind up against Suna, you’re so close, so greedy for another release.  “You love getting stuffed full like this, look at this greedy little pussy sucking me in.”

“2!”—He grunts and clenches his teeth, he’s close. ”Fuck, it’s so tight, you can do it, baby, that’s it, just like that, just like that.”

“1!”—“Now. Cum.” Loud yelling and the sounds of party horns blare loudly, masking the sound of your screams as you come undone underneath Suna, creaming around his cock and shaking as he groans and milks his cock inside you.  

With a satisfied sigh, Suna leans over, sweaty and panting, and presses a gentle kiss to your head.

”Happy new year, sweetheart.”

playing call of duty on 6′4″ fuckboy suna’s lap as he lazily fingers you, calls you trash and criticizes your plays

— aheago faces (hcs)

req : I’m a big fan, I was hoping you could do headcannons for Atsumu, Suna, and Oikawa reacting to their girl making aheago faces when they’re about to cum?! I don’t know if that’s too much but thank you - anon

jj’s notice : sexc idea thank u thank u <3

The vibrations of your moans shook your thighs in Atsumu’s hold, back arching beautifully off of his silk sheets as he leaned over you

“‘So pretty,” he murmured as he watched your tongue slip past your lips, hips slamming rough into your ass, it stung but that pain couldn’t compare to the heavy feeling in your stomach

Soon, you saw double of your bleach blonde boyfriend, eyes crossing as he rammed his cock into just the right spot

“Oh-” your nails raked down his forearms, legs going limp in his grasp, your pussy fluttering against his dick as you reached a euphoric high that none of your other boyfriends could even dream of giving you

“Mmm, you could be a model with that face baby,” he whispered in your ear, lapping at your earlobe gently and resisting the urge to chuckle at the harsh convulsions your body was letting out

The mirror placed in front of your bed was so close that your pants had made it a little foggy, lusty eyes never daring to leave Suna as he pounded your cunt from behind

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he placed a firm palm against your hips, keeping them steady and putting a halt to your desperate grinding

“Quit backing up onto me, I know how to fuck you properly,” he murmured, abs flexing ever so slightly under his tight compression shirt

Your tongue lolled out of your mouth, Suna’s gaze fixated on the way you were panting like a bitch in heat, but fuck you never looked better

“Look at that face,” he forced you up towards him by your hair, squeezing your hot cheeks with a hand. “You can only make that fucking face for me, got that? Hm? That’s only for me to see.”

It was nights like these where Oikawa knew he had been blessed with you, nights where you’d ride all the way up to the tip and slam back down with intentions of making your pretty little hole cum around him

“Hah,” he groaned out, throwing his head back as you tightened around him purposely. Originally, he was gonna slap a hand down on your ass for it, but instead he snaked a hand up the valley of your tits and rested his hand around your throat. “Shhh, open up for me baby.”

Tears of pleasure streamed past your cheeks, dripping down his wrist as you stuck your tongue out like a good girl. His thumb pressed gently against it, a pile of spit falling onto his thighs as you picked up your pace

“Fuck fuck fuck!” You screamed out, your entire body clenching as Tooru began thrusting up into you. At some point, you weren’t sure when, your eyes had remained crossed at the feeling of being stuffed full

You could tell that he was close, that was when he started rambling. “God, such a lewd face, you’re the prettiest little thing in the fucking world. That’s a promise. You know that? God, just like that, keep sticking that tongue out.”

clouds

smoke sessions with suna always end the same way, but tonight’s proves to be different.

+ pairing: stoner!suna rintarou x female reader

+ word count: 1.9k

+ cw: {they’re 18+} drug usage + hinted dealing, cursing, shotgunning (once), high sex, unprotected sex, sloppy car smut, riding, (one) use of the pet name ‘bunny’, lil dash of fluff.

+ a/n: be nice this is only like the second time i’ve ever wrote sm*t & i really tried to make it all poetic but it turned into.. you’ll see

clouds. they filled your consciousness, your lungs, the air around you, everything was deep in the white. or maybe you were up in them, you weren’t really sure anymore. the only thing you were positive of, was the slight burn sitting in your chest, the dull twinkling of the stars through the tinted sunroof, and suna’s big hand draping on your upper thigh.

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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓…

SLEEPY N CLINGY SUNA ☆★ !!

this headcanon has been engraved into my mind n wanted to write abt it. his birthday was the 25th n i missed it i had to post this

he plops down on you, face immediately resting on your chest, damp hair from his shower tickling your throat. he picks up your hand laying at your side and lazily plays with your fingers. “tired?”

“‘m exhausted,” he mumbles out, “jus’ wanna sleep in your arms.” eyes drooping even more. you knead his sore biceps, a groan escaping his mouth. suna wraps his arms around you midsection, moving his body up yours to rest his head on your shoulder, his nose deep into your neck. you wrap your arms around his broad shoulders. you both stayed in the quiet atmosphere, rubbing his back. at one point he was so still you thought he was asleep and tried to get up to go to the bathroom, only for him to tighten his grip around your waist.

“where you going? don’t leave.” he mumbled. how could you say no to that? you both stayed like that a little while before the both of you fell asleep, embracing each other.