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suna rintarou x reader

summary: A rooftop, a cigarette. A drunk girl, a sober boy. A kiss.

WARNINGS: reader has an addiction to cigarettes, relapse, and recovery

a/n: I think the warnings make this sound a lot darker than it is lol the reader does struggle w an addiction, but they are getting better :) It’s mostly all fluff and comfort tbh but if you feel uncomfortable reading thats totally fine!

for anyone who is currently in recovery for anything: relapse does not mean failure nor does it erase progress ♡ 

From a distance, you are entrancing.

You’re standing on the balcony, mind far, cigarette in your hand. Suna knows you quit smoking long ago, and he can’t help but wonder what went wrong. You once told him that smoking is a habit you adopted due to the sheer amount of stress in your life. His heart aches at the thought.

You spent so long bettering yourself. Restless nights where you spent calling him, using his voice as a distraction from the itching feeling in your chest. Days where you would relentlessly chew on toothpicks, conversing with Suna with a small smile on your face.

He loves those days. You see him as a safe haven, and Suna couldn’t be happier. Reassuring you, laughing with you, loving you — there’s nothing the man loves more than existing beside you.

But there is nothing he hates more than watching you suffer. The cigarette creates an imaginary cloud of fog around you, haunting both you and him. He walks up to you with long strides, determined to clear the fog with his words and consolation.

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a kiss before seeing each other on opposite sides of the net🥺

hate sex with suna rintarou — mdni

summary: suna made your life a living hell the moment you joined the EJP coaching team, and he loved every second of it. after months of dealing with his torment, you finally call him in your office to end the feud once and for all.

cw: smut, unprotected sex, hate sex lol [2.4k] barely edited

HQ MASTERLIST — OSAMU || ATSUMU

“a word in my office, please?”

suna rintarou looked over his shoulder towards his teammates preparing to leave, a smirk plastered on his face, “am i allowed to say no?”

with a soft close of your eyes, you shook your head at the man before turning your heel, heading towards the only place you found safe from his torment, while ruining it in the process as you invited him in.

suna loved to torture you. you didn’t know why, and to be fair, he wasn’t exactly sure either. he took pride in being able to get under your skin so easily, yet you always covered it up without a second thought, and it pissed him off. you’d always offer a simple smile to remain professional despite his insulting words and he couldn’t figure out why.

curiosity filled him more on where exactly you drew boundaries, and as much as he loved to ruin the gym floor you recently cleaned with his muddy shoes, you never seemed to speak up. constantly letting him walk over you as if you were a doormat grew amusing to him, and he swore that he’d continue until he no longer could.

even provoking you during practice became a habit of his. whether it was refusing your advice or stretching on his own accord, nothing ever pushed you far enough to give him that reaction he so desperately wanted from you. for his ‘sweet little coach’, yn, to snap.

and perhaps you would have snapped earlier if you hadn’t noticed his late stays in the gym alone, where he specifically stayed out of eye to practice the advice you had given him earlier. or maybe how he’d immediately switch up when you came into view, his façade returning along with insulting words.

not only was suna rintarou a rude man, he was complicated as well. his mixed signals did nothing but confused you, and in the process he confused himself as well. you realized that only weeks after meeting him, and he had came to the same conclusion about you.

because as you pondered on sunas real goal while watching him practice alone, he wondered why you didn’t use your authority against him.

being a coach, you could easily bench suna; suspend suna. you could do anything to ruin his career, yet you don’t. always improving his game and including him in each of the sets. his attitude was endless, yet you didn’t budge.

not one bit.

although he complained about following, he still found his legs following yours, eyes trailing down your back and to your hips as he’s done countless times. the bounce in your walk becoming way too familiar as he watched you closely, shamelessly to any open eyes but your own.

closing the door behind him, you approached the front of your desk, leaning against it with crossed arms. the disappointing look you displayed was something he had grown accustomed to, something he learned to love throughout the many months of knowing you.

his body stood far, but it still seemed to tower over you. anyone in this situation may have responded differently as he radiated self-proclaimed authority over you, yet you didn’t seem to care. his ego meant nothing to you.

the smirk on his face irked you enough though, as he dug his way into your nerves without saying a single word. the hold from rolling your eyes being a burden, one he always seemed to force you to carry while in his presence, and he knew that.

“to what do i owe the pleasure?” his voice snaked it’s way into your ears, sarcasm rolling naturally off his tongue as it normally did.

“is there something i did?” you asked, finally sparing the man a glance, one he didn’t know his body was begging for silently until received, “anything to earn this disrespect from you?”

the snap within you he yearned for seemed to approach, the malicious look he presented becoming even more as you continued to press on.

“i try very hard to be reasonable, to be a good coach, yet,” your words trailed off as you shook your head, refusing to blame yourself for a grown mans actions, “you don’t seem to care.”

“i do care.”

“do you?”

his feet slightly danced beneath him as he observed the surroundings of your office. the small accent pillows decorating the seats, or the small polaroids of your outside life stuck on the wall. he took it in as he wondered how to approach your confrontation, taking his sweet time so that your remaining patience ran thinner.

“you annoy me,” he admitted, taking a few feet closer while still avoiding your gaze, “so much.”

“i’ve done nothing but do my job.”

“and you’re annoying.”

standing up from the desk, you felt the heat rise to your cheeks in anger. his body came closer once you stood, his hands resting in his pockets as he stared smugly down at you.

“you have no right,” pressing a finger to his chest, his smile grew even bigger, “absolutely no right to treat me the way you do.”

suna knew how he felt about you. his actions towards you made no sense in his mind, but he knew what he longed for. those puffy cheeks you gave him were enough for him to recognize the rare beating in his chest, and maybe the tightness of his pants. how your screams at the team were nothing more than fuel to his imagination of you in his bed, muffling around his cock.

your finger continued to dig deep before his hand grabbed it, the tingling sensation in his body growing as his perverted thoughts grew once more at the feeling of your soft skin, “i have every fucking right to feel the way i do.“

his feet moved forward, forcing yours back. the angered look now turning into hesitation as your backside hit the edge of your desk, legs voluntarily spreading so he could stand between them.

“i hate the way you hug komori after each practice,” running his hand up your side and to your face, he gripped your jaw tightly toward his, “and i hate the way you let tatsuki drive you home some nights.”

“and that’s my fault?” your words were hot against his lips as he held you close by the waist, eyes staring into yours, tension thick against your skin as his nose brushed against your own.

“it’s all your fault.”

breaking the gap, his mouth crashed onto yours viciously, hands gripped your waist as he wasted no time to grind against your core. your arms wrapped around his neck as he growled in the kiss, fingers carding through his hair with a harsh tug.

suna knew this would happen eventually. he refused to not have his way, no matter how long it took. maybe you knew it was going to happen too when he secretly locked the door as he closed it, but it didn’t matter now as his tongue invaded your mouth greedily, saliva combining as your head fell back with his force.

“touch me after practice,” he grumbled against your skin as he made his way down your neck, relishing at the moans you let out as he marked his territory, “let me drive you home.”

he played with the buttons of your shirt before tearing it off, attacking your breast with his mouth as his fingertips dug in the arch of your back, “tell me i’m better than them.”

“you want me to lie to you?”

the clasp against your back was let go easily as he began to remove your pants, neglecting his own clothes as you whined, pushing your hands away from the hems of his shirt.

“let me take care of you,” his words were muffled against your stomach, pushing your back onto your desk and pulling the rest of your clothes as you kicked your shoes off, “i can take care of you better than they can.”

“i doubt it.”

playing with your now exposed folds, the needy spread of your legs formed a tent in his pants as he salivated at the thought of finally being able to taste you, “you won’t be saying that soon, pretty girl.”

he groaned as his face met your cunt, the wetness he’d already cause between your legs enough for him to cum on the spot. you tensed against him as he searched for the perfect spot, his long digits finding home within you to add to the pleasure.

“say my name,” he hummed against your clit, the vibrations tickling you in the perfect way, “scream my name.”

“f…fuck.” your body curved against the desk as his fingers curled against your sweet spot, sucking on the spot near your nub that had your clenching the most.

“what’s my name?”

“su…suna, ‘m gonna, fuck,” your angelic cries had his free hand leave your hip to palm himself through his pants, precum already leaking through, “suna please.”

“that’s not my name, baby.” his words were condescending as you lifted your head to pull him closer to your clit, his eyes staring back up filled with a troublesome glint of lust.

“rintarou, please, please,” your words were broken between each pant as your climax was near. his smile was felt against your slick as he increased his pace to fulfill your pleads, “feels s’good.”

“there you go, baby.”

your walls clenched against his fingers as his tongue slid down to collect your new liquids, his hair messy as it left your hands. your head fell back as your body relaxed, your heaving chest blocking the view for only moments before he stood over you.

completely clothed, his smug look never faded as he observed your naked body shake below him from just a single orgasm, “damn, when’s the last time someone fucked you?”

“what the fuck does that mean?” you propped your body up with irritation, his patronizing words once against digging deep under your skin.

he laughed in response as he tore his shirt off, your eyes widening at the way his muscles flexed against his other movements. removing the rest of his clothing swiftly, he made his way towards you with his cock in hand.

you were shocked, to say the least. he was large, bigger than anyone you’ve had before, veins thick against his girth as he pumped himself a few times, precum smeared against his tip from his arousal.

“you gonna answer my question, pretty girl?”

his hands found the small of your back once again as he laid you down gently, his sudden change in demeanor giving you whiplash as he watched you from above. rubbing his tip against your swollen clit, he threw his head back at the pleasure, grinding himself against your wetness before swearing to corrupt you completely.

“it’s been a while,” you admitted as he continued to press against your sensitive spots, his length finally finding your core, but not pushing through, “fuck, it’s been a while.”

“how long?” his eyes focused on your reaction as his tip slowly slid in, the slow and small thrusts entering you forcing your eyes to roll back from the stretch.

“months,” you breathed out, embarrassment filling your cheeks, “almost a year.”

he laughed once more, except this time it was different; as if he was baffled. his thrusts became harder, watching as you continued to swallow him whole inch by inch, the wet noises already filled the room as his balls slapped your skin when he fully entered, eyes clenching tight at the sensation.

“untouched for a year?” he mumbled to the ceiling, his hands gripping harshly against your plump thighs as the desk began to shake against his intensity, “i’ll make sure that never happens again.”

his pace was hungry as sweat filled the strands of his hair, eyes focused on how your tits bounced, or how your hands were pulling his shoulders closer to you. your nails successfully found his back as his chest flushed against your intimate skin, the feeling of his cock twitching inside of you felt rewarding as your cries grew louder.

he sucked in a sharp breath as you pulled your legs up for a better angle, biting his lower lip to muffle any noise leaving his lips.

“what’s my name?”

“r…rintarou,” you whined as he pulled out fully, slamming back into your hips continuously to see the broken look of your features.

“louder.”

“rintarou!”

his muscles tensed at your touch, your walls tightening close around him, pushing you both into that peak you were seeking.

“almost there, pretty?” his hands rubbed your tender thighs, the gratification at the weak shake of your head sending him over, “good.”

his movements became harsher, yet sloppy. the end neared as you finally contracted against him, your orgasm pushing him into submission as he folded forward even more. clenching against him, milking every drop of his seed into you with the friction of each thrust. the spasm had him push one last fuck into you, stars filling his vision as you looked towards him lovingly.

a look that disregarded any ill words exchanged from the last few months, a look that spoke of a growing love.

his lips attacked yours once more as he still sat inside you, a combination of both of your arousal dripping onto the desk from your shaking thighs.

“suna rintarou,” you spoke softly against his plump lips, his green eyes watching yours with care as his hold against your waist kept you close.

“say the words, baby,” he whispered, every ounce of negativity that once filled his body now nonexistent as he finally obtained what he longed for, “say the words and i’m yours.”

“suna rintarou,” you repeated, stroking your hand against his jaw, “i’ve been wanting to do this since the day i met you.”

“oh yeah?”

“yeah,” giggling at his sudden change in energy, you dealt the final blow, “starting today and ending three weeks from now, you are suspended from any official games that EJP plays in.”

“what-“

“if your behavioral issues continue, you’ll be arranged a meeting with the rest of the supervisory team and your position may be re-evaluated.”

pushing him off your body to grab your clothes that littered the floor, you peaked over you shoulder with the same look he gave his friends minutes prior, “that is all, suna. you may leave now.”

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[FFXIV x HQ!!]

more of them..... pls appreciate lop eared oikawa he's v cute to me....

AU links and closeups under cut 👇

karasuno first years krtsk

Some mini doodles of Characters my followers on instagram requested for on my stream!! Wanted to draw more but decided to split them into parts instead;; Did doodles of them pre-timeskip & post-timeskip!! Most of these are Characters I've never drawn so I thought it'd be nice to add my thoughts/opinions of them fhdjjd

I swear I have the biggest crush on Suna and he didn't get lots of screen time.

I am thinking of writing another Haikyuu fan fiction.

Maybe on Sugawara!

however I am a multi-fandom account .

if anyone has requests just send me a message.

Everyone is welcome to make story requests.

My main 4 anime stories are :

- Haikyuu

- Jujutsu Kaiser

- Attack On Titan

Send a message!

I’m definitely willing to do animes that people don’t talk about as much.

Fairy tale

Naruto

Yu-gi-oh

Blue exorcist

The devil is a part timer

The misfit of the demon king academy

Kiss him not me

Ouran high school host club

Black butler

My happy marriage

And many more.

It’s currently 1:54 in the morning and I can’t sleep because I have ✨insomnia✨

I know it’s extremely fancy.

Besides the point..... I just wanted to come on here to say that I want a boyfriend.

And you see I’m being extremely patient and letting nature run it’s course....

BUT

Except the boyfriend is taking longer than the 4-5 business days to get here, despite what it said on the receipt. So I decided to check the UPS website where my package was going to be sent through...

So I pulled up the order and it said that my Suna Boyfriend Package has been lost with their other shipments of packages😭🤌🏻

So the lessons this story is...

1) I’m lonely

2) UPS sucks

And well...

3) This made up story on wanting Suna to be my boyfriend sucks

osamu acting like that guy from the bear everytime suna and atsumu try to help him

DO YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND. . .ᐟ — s. rintaro

—✩ content: established relationship, timeskip! suna, reader is female (she/her pronouns), tooth-rotting fluff.

—✩ author’s note: first post and it’s for none other than suna. its been a while since i write so forgive me if this is rusty heh...

Dating a famous volleyball player means you have to deal with unnecessary fans. Fans who are desperate to do anything to get their attention, even if it means putting themselves in embarrassing situations. You knew what you were signing up for when you agreed to be in a romantic relationship with Suna Rintarou. You had known one another since high school and you were by his side through thick and thin. 

After graduating from high school and entering the corporate industry, you managed to secure a stable job for yourself. With the combined salaries from both of you, you were living a rather decent life. Currently, you were in the VIP seats as you watched the rather intense match unfolding itself before your very eyes. You tuned out your surroundings, focusing on your lover as he moved across the court with years of experience. 

You dug your nails into the fabric of your high-waisted pants, chewing on your bottom lip as you mentally prayed that they would win the final round. And to no one’s surprise, they won. The entire place was engulfed with outstanding applause and cheering noises, as the audience rose to their feet to clap enthusiastically. You wasted no time in leaving your seat, heading down so you could greet and congratulate your lover. 

You nodded in acknowledgement to the manager, waving at Suna’s teammates as they made way for you to approach the middle-blocker. You could never get enough with how his eyes lit up, how the smile stretched across his face when they landed on your approaching figure. Knowing he was all sweaty, you merely stopped before him and gave him a smile. 

“Well done, Rin. I’m proud of you,” you spoke up, voice crystal clear despite all the commotion occurring in the background. 

The middle blocker’s features softened, eyes now filled with nothing but pure love and adoration. “Thanks, love.” 

“Mm, I always knew you could win,” you teased him, playfully nudging your elbow against his and your action elicited an amused chuckle from him. 

“Of course I-”

“Excuse me, Suna. Is it alright for me to interview you for a short while?” 

A professional female voice interrupted your conversation, rudely cutting in and even went as far as to shove you to the side. You would have fallen flat to the ground if Osamu was not quick enough to catch you. Nodding your thanks to him, you turned to your lover and sniggered at the evident annoyance on his face. You knew how much he disliked being asked to do interviews as according to him, the industry is filled with nothing but nosy people who kept poking their noses into his private life. 

He wanted to reject the woman but a warning glare from his manager made him reluctantly accept it. Not wanting to distract Suna, you moved away from him and mingled amongst his teammates, chatting and laughing with them. You did all of that while remaining blissfully oblivious to how your lover was staring at you, flames of jealousy burning in the depths of his stomach. 

“..na? Um, Suna?” 

“Huh?”

He blinked, snapping back to reality and turned his attention to the interviewer, who had a mild annoyed look on her face but it vanished in a blink of an eye. She plastered a fake and professional smile, pushing the mic closer to his mouth so it could clearly pick up his voice. 

“I was actually asking if you have a girlfriend or not?” 

“...What?” He owlishly blinked his eyes, rather taken aback at the bold and daring move she pulled off in front of the camera. 

“Did you not hear me the first time? I said-”

“No, I heard you loud and clear. I am so glad to answer your question, just give me a minute,” he flashed her a closed-eye smile before heading over to where you were. 

“...then poor Rintarou nearly fell from the- What the!” 

You were in the middle of telling an embarrassing moment about your beloved lover when you were abruptly dragged away from his teammates. Suna turned a deaf ear to your protests and struggles; his strength completely overpower yours. He eventually stopped before the interviewer and without warning, pulled you in for a searing kiss. You went as stiff as a statue, limbs and mind frozen. 

A part of you was well-aware of how he had revealed your relationship to the entire world and another part of you was starting to panic over how his career might be at stake, now that everyone knows about the two of you. The kiss ended as fast as it started. Suna pulled away with a smug look on his face, right hand resting on your waist as he made direct eye contact with the camera. 

“I hope that answers your question. Thanks for the interview, see you never.”

I am so normal about these guys

still super tired, but maybe Suna can save me with his endless blackmail of the Miya twins.

(time lapse below)

(watch me struggle endlessly with drawing a hand holding phone)

Happy Birthday Osamu~~

(ah, i had this whole plan of like four pieces outlining the twins day hanging out with their significant others and then with each other to celebrate their birthday but then I had a migraine and haven't had the chance to draw them yet ;m; Atsumu, i swear i will draw something for you too as soon as I get the chance!! wahh ;n; )

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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘'𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 | 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘺𝘶𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯; 𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘬𝘪

↬ featuring: 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘙𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶, 𝘖𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘔𝘪𝘺𝘢, 𝘈𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘶 𝘔𝘪𝘺𝘢, 𝘒𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘦, 𝘈𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘖𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰, 𝘎𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘏𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘩𝘪, 𝘈𝘬𝘢𝘨𝘪 𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪

↬ tw/general warnings: 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴.

↬ a/n: I DO NOT OWN THESE PHOTOS!!! it was actually kinda hard to find some of these photos that had a similar aesthetic </3 but I live for these men (especially you suna muah)

𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗨

𝗢𝗦𝗔𝗠𝗨 𝗠𝗜𝗬𝗔

𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗨 𝗠𝗜𝗬𝗔

𝗞𝗜𝗧𝗔 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗘

𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡 𝗢𝗝𝗜𝗥𝗢

𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗝𝗜𝗠𝗔 𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗢𝗦𝗛𝗜

𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗚𝗜 𝗠𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗥𝗜

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘'𝐃 𝐃𝐎 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 | 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘺𝘶𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

↬ featuring: 𝘒𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘰 𝘛𝘦𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘶, 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘙𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶, 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘒𝘦𝘪, 𝘏𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘛𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪, 𝘠𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘛𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪, 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘸𝘢 𝘐𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘪

↬ tw/general warnings: 𝘨𝘯!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘣!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳?), 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 (3), 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮, 𝘭𝘮𝘬 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 <3

↬ category: 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬

↬ a/n: oh to be kabedoned by haikyuu men

𝗞𝗨𝗥𝗢𝗢 𝗧𝗘𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗢𝗨 ↬

he would be shocked at first

and he'd look you up and down, then smirk

"what do you think you're doing?"

you just stare at him and don't respond

after like five seconds he switches the positions and kabedons YOU instead

his arm resting near your head while you're standing there like an idiot

he soon pushes himself off of you

since he's a bit of a tease he'd say something like

"not so bold now are we, love?"

𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗨 ↬

I can imagine him staring right back at you with a deadpan face

with his hands in his pockets, waiting for you to say something or let him go

"...you done?"

you click your tongue in defeat, removing your arms from the wall

he chuckles at your solemn expression

"what were you trying to accomplish?"

"damn. 'Tsumu and I made a bet on how you would react to me kabedoning you, now I owe him two ongiris..."

he shrugged and gave you a pat on your head

"better luck next time"

𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗔 𝗞𝗘𝗜 ↬

this mf just scoffs at you and steps under your arms

then has the audacity to slap one of them down so you bump your head on the wall

he's just watching you rub your head in pain, and sadistically smirks

"aww, does it hurt? maybe don't kabedon me next time."

he can be such a bitch honestly

but he makes up for it by giving you a forehead kiss <3

𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗔 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗬𝗢𝗨 ↬

POOR CHILD WOULD GET SCARED AND THEN BE HELLA CONFUSED

"umm... what are you doing?" he'd ask you

you didn't reply and started to gaze into his honey brown eyes

he would feel really unsettled, as it gives him flashbacks to when kageyama was scary asf during their practice match with seijoh

but then he gets all flustered and turns red in the face <3

you giggle and let him go

you don't give him any further explanation for the rest of the day :)

𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗨 𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜 ↬

this bitch would stare right back at you with a grin on his face

"oh~ so it's a staring contest now?"

he would get closer and closer to you, making you lean back every time

eventually he gets you to release him, and he laughs at you

"sorry honey~ you tried!"

then he would just WALK AWAY like nothing even fucking happened and hum to himself about his victory

you're just standing there like-

"tf"

𝗬𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗜 𝗧𝗔𝗗𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗜 ↬

as soon as you kabedon him, he malfunctions

no one has been this close to him before in this kind of situation

he would blush and avoid your eye contact

his eyes just dart around the room and you find it kind of cute how he panics

"you okay tadashi?"

"y-yup! totally fine!"

his voice goes up by two octaves :')

you move away and he stays in the same spot

and y'all are just looking at each other

yamaguchi.exe has stopped working

𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗔𝗪𝗔 𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗜 ↬

his mouth would lift up into a settle smirk and he'd roll his eyes

and they would PIERCE into yours

like his eyes hit diff

then you look away from his face

he brings his right hand to your jaw and gently pulls it towards him

"why so shy now?"

you gulp and avoid his eye contact

"I hate that makki forced me to do this..."

he laughs quietly

"you did well, sweetheart"

and just like kuroo, he kabedons you back <3

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘'𝐃 𝐃𝐎 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 | 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘺𝘶𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

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↬ a/n: I love them my soul

𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗨 ↬

pls he would of already started recording before you even tripped

because y'all were goofing around at 3am blasting "why'd you only call me when you're high" by arctic monkeys in your shared wireless earbuds

he was recording you running backwards, in hopes you'll trip so he can keep it for blackmail

and guess what? his wishes were granted

"rinnn~ look at me- FUCK!"

you landed on your ass, rolling around on the pavement while grasping it and laughing

he was slightly wheezing behind the camera, his phone was shaking from his laughter

"I- you alright?" he would ask you

"my fucking ass is in pain"

thinking of a response, he smirks

"aww, want me to kiss it for you?"

you immediately felt better after he said that </3

𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗜 𝗞𝗘𝗜𝗝𝗜 ↬

akaashi would let out a soft chuckle at first then immediately help you up

you guys were on your way to the library to issue a couple of books to bring home

while you were busy looking at a cute shirt inside a nearby shop, the tip of your shoe got caught in one of the many cracks of the sidewalk you both were walking on

since you two were holding hands, he was dragged down with you

"ouch- sorry keiji! I wasn't looking"

he lets out a soft laugh and gives you a hand to grab

"it's alright, love. just be careful next time"

you nodded and slightly winced when you stood up

he noticed your expression turn into a grimace for a split second

"are you hurt?"

"n-nope! not at all. now let's go-"

you tried to continue walking, but he wasn't budging

"keiji?"

"we'll go to the library another day, we need to go back and check that ankle of yours"

and he forces you to go back home with him to make sure you're FULLY okay

𝗞𝗜𝗧𝗔 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗘 ↬

kita, a literal god, he manages to catch you before you fall to the ground

so you guys were doing some work on the farm. making sure everything was growing properly, maybe harvest some crops along the way

as you were making your way to kita, who was crouched down and picking some beautiful red strawberries that were currently in season, you didn't notice a substantially deep divot in the soil in front of you

"hey shin-shin! I got the- SHIT"

you ended up dropping the equipment you brought over

but fortunately, kita quickly stood up and caught you mid-fall, completely dismissing the fallen tools

"you okay, dear?"

you look up at his figure, sheepishly smiling and nodding to his question

"I'm fine! also sorry about the equipment, I'll pick them up"

as you were trying to pry out of his hold, he tightened his hold on your frame

"um, shinsuke?"

"let's just stay here for a bit longer"

and so you stayed like that for a little while longer, until you kept reminding him of the forgotten mess on the dirt-ground

𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗠𝗔 𝗞𝗢𝗭𝗨𝗠𝗘 ↬

he'd just stare at you for a bit, but then help you up :)

you were walking home with him instead of kuroo, since he had to run an errand. because you two didn't want kenma getting run over while playing Mario <3

as he was playing his video games, you were conversing as normal. he'd nod along to your words, letting you know he was listening

in the middle of explaining a story, your foot stepped on a broken pen- causing you to fall forward

your hands scraped itself against the concrete, your knees doing the same

"d-damn..."

you carefully stood up while apologising for your clumsiness

"sorry kenma! I didn't see that pen there..."

realising he was staring, he slipped his console in his pocket and gently wrapped his hands around you, slowly lifting you up

"u-um... are you alright?" he shifted his gaze to the small droplets of blood running down your knees and elbows

"I don't think I am? considering I'm bleeding..."

he hummed and wrapped one of your arms around his shoulders, hoping he was useful in some way

"we can stop by my house to get some bandaids or something"

"are you sure?"

"mhm, w-we can also play some games if you want..."

"YES!"

so you and kenma played video games until 2am

luckily, it wasn't a school day

ok so not only is the HQ brainrot back but the SUNA RINTAROU BRAINROT IS BACK

CANT STOP MEEEEEEEEE

Big men, who you swear you could beat in a fight but in reality it wouldn’t take an ounce of strength from him to completely crumble you to pieces whenever he wants. His big and beefy body being able to crush your bones under a few seconds. Taking action and simply folding you under them whenever he hears your statement of you being way stronger than him. Palms bigger than yours, fingers longer and thicker, comparing yours to his, your fingertips reaching just about past his second knuckles, him holding your wrists together above your head, knees next to you on both side of you as his weight pushed you further and further into the mattress and not being able to get out of his grasp no matter how much you’re tossing around; or scooping you up and throwing you around anytime and everywhere he wants. And don’t even get started on the oh but i’m bigger body type. These men literally does not give a flying fuck about it, he will do it anyways.

Big and soft men, who would never hurt you from their will since causing hurt to you in any form or shape could make him lose his mind. Also protecting you from everything that means a possible danger to you, showing no mercy to anyone who in fact isn’t you. And when it comes to times when you get hurt and the cause is indeed him, he internally eats himself up from the inside about how could he been so thoughtless when he promised to himself all he will give to you is pure love and affection. It takes a few caresses on his cheeks and a couple of kisses and he’s already melted in your arms, only focusing on you and the thought of beating himself up is completely forgotten.

Big, soft and mean men, who could tease you all night, ‘till dawn, because what could you do? Punch him? Yes, you could try but we all know it’s nothing against him. So you just patiently wait there, looking pretty, while they’re mercilessly play games with you. These men can also rail you until you basically and literally see stars, going at a relentless pace without faltering the hold they have on you. Nails bruising your hips, thighs and waist every single time you’re together and by now you just learned to handle it in silence. You did try to warn him about it and they learned from it for brief 5 minutes at max, then lust covered their vision once again and got back to his usual behavior, we could say that he almost snapped his hips against you even more greedily this time. But even then, they don’t do this out of will… most of the times..

And it gets even ‘worse’ when your pretty fingers doesn’t even reach around his girth, struggling there with both of your hands, sitting between his muscled thighs and choking you with every inch you take further into your mouth. Him fucking into your mouth, not giving you any breaks or time to collect yourself, he doesn’t bother to stop himself and by the time, he’s the one who guides your head up and down on him. Tears collecting in the corner of your eyes, ready to spill. Oh how much he loves to see your face contorted like this, your cheeks flushed deep red and lips swollen. It could be almost enough to make him come just from that sight, feeling him twitch in your mouth and in response a muffled moan escaped your throat, sending vibrations through his body, up his spine, making him throw his head back immediately. His palms almost stuck in your hair, gripping and pulling on your well-cared locks like his life depended on it but you just couldn’t feel it from the ache of your jaw, the pain was stronger and by the time he could finish, all your nerves went numb.

So in conclusion, was he stronger than you? Yes. And will you ever admit it? Well, probably no. ♡

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