[10:28 PM] SUNA RINTARO

[10:28 PM]— SUNA RINTARO

When Suna sees your story, your smile large as you’re out with friends for the first time in a while since the break up, his head spins. It’s not the outfit you’re wearing, it’s not the way the colors compliment your eyes perfectly or the way your body’s hugged in all the right places—it’s the arm wrapped around your shoulders, loosely hanging around you as though it were normal.

And he hates that the man who’s got you tucked into him seems so bright, so content.

And Suna sits in his room, on the creaky old bed, next to the dim old lamp, surrounded by the bare old walls, watching as you seem to have your life together.

Do you? Are you happy now? Now that you’re no longer tied to him, tied to his habits of shrugging you off, keeping you out of the loop, not coming to you when he needs it most, not being there for you when you needed him most.

He supposes it makes sense. It should. But he dies inside at the look on your face, and with every second he stares at your smile, his composure falters, and his eyes turn misty.

So, with shaky hands, he calls you, and to his surprise, you pick up.

“Suna?” He blinks, shocked at the normalcy of your tone.

“Hey, y/n,” he mutters. It’s quiet for a moment, and neither of you knows what to say, and then you sigh. He feels wetness seep down his cheeks.

“What is it?” Sniffling, he stares at the small cushions set up by the window where you’d both sit and watch the lights of the city. Suna pretends he’s looking out of it and talking to you while you visit your family like he used to do. He used to laugh when someone struggled parallel parking across the street, pausing you mid-sentence to tell you about it.

“I wanted to just… I just needed to hear your voice,” he whispers, admitting to you for the first time in a while that he needed something to do with your presence. Even too late, it feels somewhat nice.

But nice wasn’t always enough. Nice was fleeting, a small sense of security in a moment that you stole from the world, and it was easily outweighed by much more. Being with Suna was nice. And then it wasn’t.

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Im very sarcastic

Im loud when im around people im comfortable with

bokuto, akaashi, and suna 🧍🏻‍♀️

oikawa usually has some big party he plans himself for his birthday- like a real festival of sorts.

but the first time you celebrate his birthday after dating him, you set up a small birthday dinner instead of his usual party. nothing too flashy, just you two, a home cooked dinner, a small cake, and cute decorations around the apartment

and it’s one of oikawa’s favorite birthdays ever

Nanami reverse parking on my mind

Hi hi I can spend hours on your blog haha

Might be a weird ask, but could you write something along the lines of y/n period coming during sex and the haikyuus boys reactions?

I don’t mind who I write for I love all of them hehe

HOW THEY REACT WHEN YOU GET YOUR PERIOD DURING SEX

characters: timeskip!iwaizumi + kenma + tendou + tsukishima + (gn!reader)

warnings: nsfw and it's really filthy i'm sorry 😭

notes: the idea of someone spending hours on my blog is so wild to me but thank u! haha <3

★ iwaizumi would not care one bit, his pace doesn't falter, neither does his expression––he's still 100% in the moment, attracted to you and his only focus is on pleasuring you. he leans in and pants against your ear as he continues to pound into you, "you're bleeding all over my cock baby, making such a fucking mess." and normally you'd be embarrassed, but you can tell by the strong thrusts of his hips and the way he's moaning in your ear that he does not care one bit. "don't worry doll, i'll help clean you up after," he slides his hand down to rub your clit, grinning when you jolt and moan. "but for now, let's make an even bigger mess of this fucking pussy."

★ kenma would glance down and slow his thrusts for a moment, eyes extremely focused on where you're connected, watching the way you're coating him with your slick and a hint of red. "ken?" your voice is small and breathy and once you realize what's happened, your breath hitches but he looks up at you and the look in his eyes is fierce, "i'll stop if you want me to, but just know that i really don't want to."

★ tendou is kinda sadistic so weirdly the thought of you bleeding while he's fucking you turns him on sdfghjk. once he takes notice he literally grins and leans closer to you, to lick up your neck, his tone sing-songy and teasing, "looks like you're bleeding a little, pretty baby..." you try to look down to see how bad it is, no doubt in your mind he's putting it lightly, but he grabs your jaw with a large hand and looks into your eyes, a glint in his own as he smiles. "don't worry, i won't let a little blood stop me from making your eyes roll back."

★ tsukishima would without a doubt degrade you even more once he sees it. you see him raise a brow, his eyes focused between your legs but before you can say anything he's speaking up, a mischievous and lustful look in his eyes. "god you can't go a second without making a mess, can you? bleeding and creaming all over me––such a filthy little thing you are." and when you moan and clench immediately from his words? he knows he has you exactly where he wants you.

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so im finally watching jjk and gojo is over a foot taller than me and all i can think about is gojo size kink gojo size kink gojo size kink !! if you’re up for it, i would love if you were to write something for this

gojo x gn!reader • nsfw (size kink + oral + penetration) a/n: omg he's over a foot taller than me too sjghfjsk

gojo loves how much smaller you are than him. don't get me wrong, he doesn't think you're weak or anything because of your height, he knows you can handle yourself. hell, you've put him in his place before.

but he loves teasing you about your size. always comparing hand sizes, encircling your wrist with literally two fingers, resting his arm on your head when you're next to him. he loves it.

but where he loves it the most? the bedroom.

there's just something about watching you struggle. whether it's the way your mouth can barely fit around him, drool slipping from the sides as you look up at him with teary eyes, clearly frustrated that you can't take more of him, but trying your very best to make him feel good.

he's a real sucker for those puppy dog eyes of yours when you look up at him. he'll bring a large hand down and depending on how he's feeling he'll either gently hold your cheek or grab your throat.

"aw you poor little thing, can't fit any more of me in that tiny little mouth of yours?" he chuckles, clearly aroused, by the way he's throbbing in your mouth. "that's okay baby, always know how to make me feel good anyway, don't you? my perfect little pet. "

or the way your face scrunches up in a mixture of pleasure and pain when he first bottoms out. you, feeling as full as ever, him, feeling so wrapped up he could choke.

then, when you finally get used to his size––barely, and he can finally, finally pound the shit out of your tight hole, gasps and whines ripping from your throat as you cling to him desperately.

there's a grin on his face the whole time he's fucking you, he looks almost feral, in awe and so turned on by the way you're struggling to take him, walls wrapped around him and squeezing his cock so tight he could burst.

he goes from rutting into you, one hand on your waist or neck, holding you as you bounce up and down the bed from the power of his thrusts, to holding you with both hands, bouncing you back and forth himself on his cock, your back not even touching the bed anymore.

and he can't resist teasing you, definitely not then.

"god you can barely take it, can you?"

"you crying baby, it feels that good? so good that it hurts?"

"this big cock is too much for you to handle isn't it honey?"

"that's it just lay there and let me use your pretty little hole for my pleasure. so fucking good for me."

so yeah, gojo definitely loves that you're so much smaller than him.

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