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Packing them lunch smau (post time skip)

Category: fluff, crack

Includes: Atsumu Miya, Kenma Kozume, Kiyoomi Sakusa, Tooru Oikawa, Issei Matsukawa, Rintaro Suna

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~This is a repost from my old blog~

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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ➪ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʙʀɪᴇғ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ sᴜɴᴀs, ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ғʟᴜғғʏ <3

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ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴏ ᴍɪss ᴛʜᴇsᴇ </3

THEIR “FANGIRL” ACTUALLY LIKES YOU, NOT HIM!! (oikawa, atsumu, and suna)

warning: gn!reader, crack, some pouty boyos!. a random idea i thought of~

OIKAWA TOORU

“i swear if they don’t leave in 60 seconds, i’m going to serve a ball towards them.”

leaning against the bus with crossed arms, you watched the herd of squealing girls surrounding your boyfriend. iwaizumi is right by your side, glaring at the sight of his best friend being showered with affection and treats.

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“can we get a dog ?” with hq boys

featuring ~ atsumu miya + sakusa kiyoomi + suna rintarou + akaashi keiji

warnings ~ rin being annoying, suggestive themes

notes ~ haven’t written in a bit, this is a nice start-up

ATSUMU >> “a dog ? well we can’t have an ankle-biter, so how ‘bout a retriever ? or one of those big ones like- a great dane ?” you remained mildly surprised that he wasn’t opposing, y’know, since his volleyball career and such. oh wait, there’s no way he could be agreeing so easily without a catch. “why a big dog tsumie ?” he pulled his head back in the love-seat, sultry smirk coating his lips. “so when i’m out at a game or a practice my baby will be protected. ‘can’t trust a chihuahua to keep my princess safe.” he huffed, crossing those veiny arms comfortably. “we cannot possibly fit a dane in here atsumu ! and for goodness sakes it’s not even fair !” the setter only chortled in reply, apparently pleased with himself. “is this your way of saying no ?” you crossed your arms defiantly, mimicking the boy seconds earlier. “nah, just sayin’ what needs to be said.” he inched closer to you, leaning forwards to meet your gaze. “but seriously, can’t have anything happenin’ to my little lady now can i ?”

SAKUSA >> “.. out of all the things you could want. a car, a new bag, maybe even shoes. but a dog ?” he knitted his brows, glaring at your smug self looking all pretty in the passenger seat. “yes kiyoomi, a puppy. we’d get one that doesn’t shed, and their a really really good companion.” you pleaded, trying your hardest to form some doe eyes. he sighed heavily, placing his head on the wheel hopelessly. “i’ll think about it, but this dog .. if we get it, is going to be the most well trained dog to exist.” he furrowed, his peculiar moles shifting with his troubled facial expressions. “thank you omi—“ you hushed, giggling at that cold stare as you peppered his face with an endless flurry of kisses. “but.” he interjected, grasping your jaw lightly despite his grip seeming stern. “at least kiss me properly as a form of repayment, but that’s not all, i expect a bit more.” his eyes traveling down ever so slightly, a soft gasp escaping your lips at the bold retort. oh, repayment was an interesting way of getting his thoughts through to you.

SUNA >> “why not a baby ?” he glanced up from his phone at the restaurants venue, expression unwavering when you proceed to choke on your food. “rinnie, c’mon.” you ushered quickly, patting your chest hurriedly. well, it was a futile attempt to calm down your racing heart. the things he did to you. if only he knew. however, it appeared he wasn’t joking this time. that poker face continuing to make you palpitate. biting your lip as you fiddled with the hem of your top. “think of a dog-a puppy as a start, then we can think of a baby. but with you playing for the paper mills.. it’s a lot to work with rinnie.” suna swirled the liquid in his glass, that sly grin parting ways once almond orbs met yours competitively. “why a start ? this baby can be our start and to be honest—i don’t know if i can wait in the long run sweetheart.” rising to his feet, he called to the waiter, handing his card easily with a business-oriented smile before slipping his cold fingers between yours. “let’s make tonight our start, shall we ?”

AKAASHI >> “mm .. that’d be cute. we could dress them in sweaters in the winter and celebrate their birthday.” he hummed, hands kneading the shampoo into your hair. today was a showering-together day. a day akaashi liked to recall as a best-of-all day. a day where he could get to experience the euphoric sensations of a warm shower with you, and save on the water bill at the same time. “really ? i thought you’d object the idea.” you chuckled, his hands leaving a satisfied sound rolling off your tongue. he pondered on the thought as you both bathed, transitioning to scrubbing your back ( while leaving kisses on your shoulders to simper at the goosebumps tracking afterwards ) instead. “what would you name them ?” you inquired, turning your head to watch him thoughtfully. “olive.” he replied nonchalantly, confused at your beaming face. “that is the most akaashi-thing i’ve ever heard you say.” — “olive ?” — “there it is again !”

-maak

plagiarism, repost, and editing is prohibited

suna rintaro tkl headcanons bc i can

yeah so imma cry bc i just took an hour to make these n it didn't even post right and it isn't here and i'm sad anyway 🙁

tw: none, swearing, might die cuz sunas so cute :)

lee:

-on a scale of 1-10, he's a 5/6 on the tickle scale :) it depends on the spot tbh

-pinches and squeezes to the backs of his thighs get him in hysterics, squeals, cackles, shrieks and all 🥰 his laughter is so angelic though honestly 😭

-the small of his back and the back of his ribs are bad too, like if you drag a finger down his spine he'll either squeak or squeal if his guard is down 😍

-if he's being a little dick, knead ur fingers into the back of his ribs and he'll BEG for you to have mercy, cackling and blushing brightly <3

-lil squeezes to his knees get him giggling too, especially if you do multiple in a row he'll throw his head back in giggles

-the back of his neck and behind his ears are sweet spots too omg if you're his s/o, pepper kisses across those spots and he'll MELT

-he's feather sensitive behind his ears, literally, like tell him you wanna play with his hair, have him sit between ur legs, place a feather behind his ear and he'll squeal and giggle, falling back into your lap. gives you opportunity to scribble over his lil tummy tho, another giggle spot for him. more snickers then giggles though if that makes sense, like more airy giggles.

-compliment him on his pretty smile, he'll love you immediately. he will absolutely melt and blush like the sweetie he is😭😭

-wiggle your fingers at him from across the room, a light little blush will spread across his cheeks and he'll clear his throat, giving you a death glare-- don't be surprised if he gets you later~

(BARK BARK WOOF BARK BARK THIS PHOTO--)

ler:

-this is gonna be long imma sucker for ler Rin'~

-okokok so if atsumus bring a little shit, he'll squeeze and pinch his sides or hips really quickly and briefly as he walks by him, shooting him a glare that says 'if you don't stop/stfu i will end wreck you'

-ok so he teases ppl a little, mostly if you're really close, like a bestie or significant other than he'll tease/tickle you more :)

-if you're friends then he'll scribble across your tummy or sides, smiling a bit at your reaction

-BUT IF YOURE BESTIES

-he'll come up behind you if ur sitting, doing the dishes, idfk you name it and he'll squeeze your sides absolutely vigorously and pinch up your ribs, scratching lightly beneath your bellybutton as he holds you in place with his arms. if he trusts you a lot and you trust him he'll even throw in some nuzzles into the back or sides of your neck, whispering little "tickle tickle~'s or 'such a pretty little smile, it suits the gorgeous little body you're in, cutie~' ANDDDD 'why haven't you said stop yet?- ohhh right~ you love this, don't you, hm? you love these tickle tickle tickles across your cute little tummy, yeah?'

-will make you ask for it if he feels mean lmfao

-'c'mon, you 'n i both know how much ya love the tickles! why not just ask for it? oh? "the word" is too embarrassing to say, hm? so maybe i should say it more often, whad'ya think? tickle tickle tickle~'

-OH MY GOD I GOT SUCH BAD BUTTERFLIES THINKING ABT THAT

-if you're his s/o he'll muzzle his head the way under your shirt and then give you little kisses all over your tummy, and light, gentle little kisses over your bellybutton🥰 occasional nibbles, and really just to drive you crazy, a few raspberries here and there if they really drive you up the wall.

-if you "hate" the raspberries he'll make sure to always lower his head to your tummy or neck and just wait there, to get you giggling in anticipation.

-oh yeah, you wanna tease him with wiggling fingers? he'll do it right back with a straight face. told ya, he'll get you back

-loves to send you innocent little messages like 'im gonna get you when you get home :)' acting all innocent with that smiley emoji 😒

-sometimes with osamu he'll have little challenges, on who gets flustered first and he'll team up with atsumu once AND ONLY ONCE and they'll both message osamu at the same time tkl talking him abt how ticklish his sides are and how he'd go crazy if they just walked their fingers up his ribs

-speaking of!! if he's cuddling with you, and you're both really just relaxed in each others touch, about to fall asleep- hell "walk" his fingers up your ribs verrrryyyyy slowlyyyy, smirking like the little shit he is and snickering as you try to not smile

-if you're brave enough to ask for tickles, he'll willingly give them to you with the sweetest smile and hearts in his eyes as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear, all the while circling your bellybutton and lightly scratching between your ribs, blowing on your ear every once in a while

-if you're friends with him you'd probably have a lot of sleepovers, resulting in tickle fights (and by tickle fights i mean you getting pinned beneath him as he holds your hands above your head, wiggling his fingers above your armpits) and if you try to fight back, expect lots of punches to your hips and many, many, MANY scratches to your tummy :)

-also this fits into the anticipation category, but yk the pic above the 'ler' section? yeah he will 100% wiggle his fingers at you if you ask for tickles wanting you to REALLY ask for it and beg.

-as far as aftercare goes, cuddles. that's all that needs to be said, cuddles. he'll tell you about how pretty/handsome your smile is and how he could listen to your laugh for yours 💞

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if you couldn't tell i'm in love with ler rin💀 anyway that's all, hope you enjoyed :)

i might make a post of smth like the trio reacting to u being in the tk community (atsumu, osamu, suna)

bte @giggly-squiggily ik you like suna, so ill tag you here hope u don't mind <3

byebye ily

inarizaki 2nd year trio reacting to you being in the community, part one (suna😋)

a/n: hihi, i'm really excited for this :) not proofread 🥲 light swearing! this are tickle headcanons, if you aren't comfy with that then scroll

~suna~

-ahh my favorite💞

-there's two ways he would find out, and it could go either way. one: he's being a sneaky little shit and snoops on your phone, finding your tumblr, or two: you find the courage to tell him after building enough trust with him :)

-the first way would go like this: you're at his house, or he's at yours, and you had to go do something, ion know like maybe you went to get something to eat or get water, and you leave your phone in the room with him. BIGGGG MISTAKE MAN

-y'all knew each others passwords but didn't do much with it unless you were mad or somethin or felt the need to check on eachother if u don't open up abt smt, but suna was a little suspicious, cuz you were acting really flustered around him lately. a little jumpy whenever he touched you, more sensitive if you must

-so he got on your phone, the last thing you had opened being tumblr, more specifically a tickle fic.

-bro let out the most sinister giggle 💀 heard your footsteps, quickly putting your phone back where it was and later back, awaiting your arrival

-as you walk in and sit down beside him, grabbing your phone and swiftly closing the app, you show him a video, he sneaks in a light pinch to your ribs as he wraps his arm around you

-causing you to giggle and cover your mouth, he looks at you and does it again. as you look away and "try" to push his hand away, he intertwines his fingers with urs and js smiles at you bc it's so adorable‼️‼️

-"what, you're really gonna try to push me away even though you love it?"

-you're so caught off guard hehe🤭 once he reassures you that he finds it utterly adorable and not weird at all, you feel more confident about it with him. he'll give you tickles whenever you want, but don't think he won't make you ask for it :)

aight aight so the SECOND way, if youre able to tell him, this is how it'd go ‼️

-i feel like he would kinda tease you abt it at first if you're embarrassed to tell him

-like he'd make sure u don't think he's judging u tho

-ykk maybe later on he tells u he doesn't mind it either ("doesn't mind"= likes it)

-he'd be the type to text u teases or like wiggle his fingers at u in a public place bc obviously no one else would get it and then if someone notices ur flustered? bro u js gotta thug it out man😭🙏🏻

-he'd probably be accommodating about it too like if ur brave enough to tell him u want it softer or rougher/more playful he would comply, he loves ur smile/laugh bestie😋

-he might record it too, or take a picture of your smiling face to either embarrass you or bc he wants to be able to see ur adorable smile even when he's not with you (even if it's to embarrass u he still keeps it bc he loves ur smile)

-if you're insecure about ur smile/laugh tho? that's js smt else. he'll tk you and make you admit ur smile is adorable, or that u have an adorable laugh✨ he js can't stand seeing his bsf/parter being insecure abt themselves🙄

THATS ALLLL BYEBYE ILY ALL (@giggly-squiggily i think u said u would like me to tag u when i post tk headcanons for this, way back when i had the idea lolol)

this has been a PSA

general dating suna rintaro headcanons

i'm literally so bored. here's more hcs. gn! reader

CW: a lil language from me. i curse a few times oops.

oh yea. another one for my girl sho sho. @ohrintarou . enjoy!

okay FIRST OFF. might be inaccurate at some points but i'm still getting comfy with suna's personality and character.

n e ways, starting with an obvious hc, his camera roll is FULL of you.

whether it be cute wholesome photos, embarrassing shit, or you just being a hot baddie, it's full of you.

probably has an album titled "my idiot ❤️”

if he's taller than you he does that thing where he holds you with your back against his chest, arms around your shoulders, crossed over you, and puts his chin on your head. (does that make sense???)

and nuzzles into your hair when you're more alone.

PDA wise, i think he's pretty open but really chill with it. he always has his arm around your shoulders or waist. and kisses randomly throughout the day.

speaking of snuggle buddy, DAILY NAPS.

he's preferably big spoon, but he just wants you in his arms while you guys sleep.

in one position, he'd lay his head in the crook of your neck with one arm across your belly, while giving pecks on your neck till he falls asleep.

if you're there to cheer for him in a game, he works WAY HARDER and looks at you every time he scores a point to see you there cheering for him.

i have a tiny hunch that he would hold your hand in the hallways if you're walking to lunch/practice/classes together.

dates are very chill also. most of them are just chilling at each others houses, watching a movie, and cuddling.

if you guys venture outside the house for a date, he'll take you to like a bakery or cafe. nothing too fancy unless it's special.

thinks you look so FINE in his hoodies and shirts.

"babe you look so hot rn"

ik this man is the guy to put his hand on your thigh and keep it there. mayb rub it from time to time bc he likes to see you blushing.

MANS LOVES TO FLUSTER YOU IN PUBLIC

y'know he's gonna have a smirk on his face when he sees your flushed cheeks.

if you’re shorter than him, he’s def playfully teasing you about your height.

falling asleep on facetime together.

pAHLEESEEE you guys will be talking about anything and everything.

this is also how he realized he was in love with you

he could tell you his problems, dumb things, something COMPLETELY random, ANYTHING. he trusts you and feels super comfy with you.

if you're feeling down or off he notices. like bam.

mans is perceptive in volleyball, and perceptive af with you and your feelings.

if he has his chuupets, he wouldn't share with anyone. but with you he'd give you your favorite flavor.

when atsumu asks for one suna just blinks and walks away </3

if you guys can't sleep, he'll play all the twin fight videos he recorded and laugh with you until you both fall asleep.

speaking of the fight videos, you're always the first person he shows them to.

"babe watch the new fight video i caught"

“DAMN OSAUMU REALLY SAID 💥”

him ranting about kita and how he doesn't know how someone could be so perfect.

"i really think he's a robot. and he scares me sometimes." *shivers*

would have your picture on his mirror, and you are of course his lock screen. watch it be a live photo of you falling or smthn

IN CONCLUSION, very relaxed, teasing boyfriend. he adores you tho. <3

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180 personality change.

Ships: suna × f!reader x miya twins

Summery: just y/n being annoying but them finding her cute.

Words: 669

Type: fluff || funny || sfw

≛ ، . ‹ ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ‹ ャ ִֶָ ≛ ، . ‹࿔ৡ⃪꫶⃗၇͜ᩘ🦋͜ᩘ၇⃪⃖ৡ࿔ ‹ ャ ִֶָ ≛ ، . ‹ ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ‹ ャ ִֶָ

"Go away, you're annoying" suna muttered pushing y/n away who was annoying the hell out of him.

"Aw but I know you love me!" The female teen tease with a smirk on her face as she came closer.

"I know you simp for me" she tiptoe to be closer to his ear "I know you dream of me too and I know what kinda dream is it too- Da'k!"

She whispered into his ear but in the end of the sentence suna put his hand on her mouth shutting her up.

"I swear to God if you say one more thing.. I will choke you to dead" he gave her a death glared but as soon he let go of her mouth..

"Oh yeah?" Y/n stated as her smirk got bigger. Suna knew the next word that's gonna come out of your mouth is gonna be something annoying.

"Choke me like you hate me but you love me~" she sang running around him in a circle, Not caring if others saw it.

And if it weren't already enough before, now everyone was looking at them which was making suna wanted to dig a hole and bury the teen girl alive..

In the corner was the tiwns watching them, Atsumu put his hands on his hip and said "at first I thought she was the cute, shy and innocent type.."

Osamu hemmed in response, both remembering the first time they saw her.

Osamu, Atsumu and suna were on their way to gym but someone bump into Osamu making all the page fall everywhere.

"A-ah.." they all looked down and saw a [h/c] haired girl on the floor picking up the page in a hurry.

"I'm s-sorry" she mumbled not looking at them then she stood up and bow before running away. All of them thought she was quite the shy one... well that was until they get to know her.

Looking at her now it's like her personality did a 180 switch or something.

"She did change a lot" kita said as he joined the twins, Both twins nodded agreeing with him.

"She's quite wild" Osamu said looking at the first year girl who was laughing and annoying his friend.

Atsumu quickly looked at his twin with wide eyes "oi samu! You're simping?" He asked his twin and Osamu's eyes widened as his face turned red from embarrassment?? Orr..

"No!" He defended himself "I didn't want to call her flirty or a pervert so I.." he tiled off, looking away.

"Bro.." Atsumu said with a unreadable face. "Don't give me that look!, You, yourself simp for her!" Osamu Whisper yelled so the others wouldn't hear.

"No I don't-" Atsumu was about to defend himself but got cut off "suree, as your twin I can read you like a book you know?" Now it was This time to go red.

"Okay okay. Don't fight" kita stopped them as both were about to get in to a fight.

"Yo" y/n popped out of nowhere giving all the three of them a jumpscare but Atsumu was the only one who show it.

"HA!" Y/n hold her stomach as she bust out laughing and so did Osamu.

"DON'T LAUGH! BOTH OF YOU!" Atsumu yelled but it didn't effect both of them one bit..

"Wait what happened to your forehead y/n?" Kita changed the subject as he saw her a red mark on her forehead.

Now all the attention was on y/n forehead. She covered it up with her hand as she puff out her cheeks "suna bonk me" she sulked "he's such a meanie!"

"I can hear you" suna said not really looking at her. "THATS BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO. SO YOU CAN FEEL GUILTY FOR HITTING A CUTE GIRL LIKE ME" she yelled as she put her hand on her hips.

Suna ignored her but in the end all of them smiled at her childish behavior "it is cute" they all thought.

Buy me ko-fi please?

Eye contact. ✎ ∙︓⋅⠄✯∘⠄✧

Ship: suna x f!reader

Type: fluff

Words: 119

Summery: just suna teasing y/n

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Suna and y/n were talking well it was mostly y/n mumbling and suna listening while Also making eye contact which made the girl feel something something but she ignored it.

"-Then 'sumu literally fall right on his face!" She laughed, remembering the moments that had happened in the morning. She looks back at suna who didn't react, instead he was still looking at her eyes...

Then his eyes Flicked at her lips then at her eyes again as a smirk started appearing on his face. Feeling her cheeks getting warmer, she turned away, and tried to from a sentence "um i- uh i" but failed miserably.. the only thing she did was shutter. Making suna chuckles at her cuteness.

✎ ∙︓⋅⠄✯∘⠄✧

this is so. fucking. ADORABLE.

i've been rereading this for the last 10 minutes while smiling like an idiot

bf!suna who has an album of you filled with pics and the often stupid videos he takes when he’s feeling silly with you.

bf!suna who has a video of him standing behind you whilst you’re reading a book on the couch and his hand is in the video, faking a jerking off motion to you til you notice and then he releases his hand like he just finished.

bf!suna who has a video of you sleeping where your shirt has ridden up that your boobs are so close, if you stir in your sleep again they’ll, for sure, pop out. and in the video is another stupid clip of his hand, shaking madly while he gently (and reluctantly) pulls your shirt down, hand still shaking like it’s the hardest thing to do.

bf!suna who has another video of you sleeping and he’s just poking your cheeks softly, occasionally pinching them as well.

bf!suna who has a video of him creeping up behind you while you’re doing the dishes and he proceeds to cup your ass while bouncing it in his hand “hey everyone, back with another, this time featuring my girlfriends ass—with a review!” You obviously proceeded to wet him with the dirty sink water (he’s done this before, many, many times.)

bf!suna who has a video of you drunk and crying to the ending of coco while clinging to his side. his lips are pursed together while he’s giving you the nastiest yet nonchalant side eye, nodding once and a while to your complains, “this boys family is a menace Rin! Can you believe that?”

bf!suna who has a video of you squashed to his chest because your shirt is off out of annoyance to the heat of summer. You were bathing in the new chill of having no shirt that you didn’t notice he’s taking a video of him cheering silently while your side boob and his side of his chest are in view, mf is cheering like a teenage boy.

bf!suna who has a video of him randomly coming up to you and pressing your foreheads together while he opens his mouth wide in a funny way. You’re grimacing and he’s just in a silly mood to mess with you.

bf!suna who has a video of you walking from the water in your bathing suit, it flips back to him who falsely claims he’s been shot through his actions, “I’ve been shot by sexiness, someone help me,” it cuts after he pretends he’s dead on the sun-chair.

bf!suna who has a video of him after he’s done being your professional photographer. He pretends he’s taking more, going around you while you laugh, “look here, baby, yes! perfect! one more ms. Suna! Give me fierce!” Completely doesn’t care about the public walking past.

bf!suna who has a video of him pretending to be a YouTuber again. He has a cute headband on and a pink face mask on along with you who is busy doing a lip mask,

“hey everybody, welcome back! Today I am venturing into a women’s skin care,” you punched him in the chest playfully, “excuse you, i’m not just a women, thank you very much,”

he chuckled, “right, everyone, this is my beautiful, sexy, caring, and perfect girlfriend #soon-to-be-wife.” (he whispered that to the camera, hoping the songs playing on your speaker was loud enough.)

And finally, bf!suna who has a video of you crying while laughing after he just proposed, your quite literally balling and this mf is just smiling while cradling you to his side, “#not so soon-to-be-wife anymore!”

bf!suna who just loves those videos so much (and taking more) that he hopes his storage doesn’t run out soon because he’s on his last storage plan.

[ BROKEN RECORDS : 010. ]

→ 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.

cw. angst. fluff. timeskip. unedited.

notes. reblogs / feedbacks / comments are appreciated <33 not the katy perry song i said it would be but i found this song was more fitting :(

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[ playing track 010. ] → 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

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[8:06 am] - Suna Rintarou - fluff, smut (mdni)

fem!reader // cw: minor somnophilia (he doesn’t insert his weewee when reader is sleeping. My man will wait till his girl is awake!! 🙃)

hope you guys enjoy! <3 (Do not fret! This isn’t the fic I mentioned yesterday! Heh this was something I whipped out real quick bc I missed him)

you know for a fact, when you’re rested in his arms, tightly cuddled and held…. suna rintarou would be the one to brush your hair, and expose your pretty forehead for his soft lips to kiss as he quietly and tenderly watched you sleep. With his chin on the top of your head as his softly calloused fingers slowly traced and admired your beautiful canvas of a body - from all your curves to the flat linings, he enjoyed every crevice, and faithfully worshiped every inch.

Thankful to have you by his side, and grateful to call you his, he always tends to feel the same tightness in his chest and an overwhelming desire to simply love you as you are, especially during the moments when you least expect his love.

So he inhales a long breath and releases it with utmost control, where his naked torso hitched as he exhaled and his stomach beautifully flexed in hopes that his unstable breathing wouldn’t wake you… but he fails to consider that maybe, just maybe, his heavily beating heart was always uncontrollably beating a bit too loud during precious moments like these, and its melody was the precursor to your dreams.

Rintarou would like to believe that if he could simply stare and become mystified at the beauty of your sleeping figure, where he was the sole recipient that could partake in such a glorious scene, he would take the option in a heartbeat - without thought, without regret; because to him, you were worth more than his dream… and despite suna rintarou being shy and short with his words, he was most definitely a man of action.

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suna rintarou x gn!reader, 849 words, sfw requested by @stffychn

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These dates are always so stuffy and exhausting.

It’s hard to pretend month after month that you’re interested in the people your father arranges dates for, but you know it’s part of your duty as heiress to Japan’s biggest conglomerate. So you smile and nod when they fawn over your father, trying to get in your good graces by complimenting his business prowess, his sharp mind, or his fierce loyalty to family. You know it all quite well having been raised in it of course, so after the arranged date is over, you wish them well and never call them back.

Every time, your father only sighs and shakes his head, muttering about how he raised a stubborn child with too high of standards. And maybe he did, but there’s another reason you keep denying these set-ups for marriage.

That reason knocks on the door and walks into your bedroom as you’re taking out your earrings from another “failed” date.

Suna Rintarou looks sharp in his black suit, arms behind his back, hair gelled and pushed back behind his pierced ears. His fox-like eyes regard you through your vanity’s mirror, and there’s a ghost of a smile on his lips as he shuts the door behind him and locks it. When it’s just the two of you like this, you’re no longer bodyguard and client.

You’re what you really are: a couple of over two years.

“Aren’t you going to ask me how it went, Suna-san?” You tease as you grab a wipe to start to clean your face. “I’m sure you’re curious.”

“Don’t need to,” he responds casually as he unbuttons his suit jacket and throws it open, padding over so he stands behind you. “Did this one ask about you at all?”

“Of course they didn’t. They never do, do they?” You laugh, throwing away the wipe when your face is clean. Suna sets his hands on your shoulders and squeezes, and you spin around in your chair so you can face him. “I’m not sure how much longer my father will accept my refusals, though. He’s starting to get annoyed.”

Suna considers you for a moment before he gets down on one knee, and for a moment, you let your mind run wild with the possibilities. Suna asking you to be his partner, truly becoming part of your family, walking down the aisle with him, and then letting him take you to the honeymoon suite to—

You shake your head, blinking the fatigue out of your eyes before you ask, “What is it?”

“When’s the next one?” Suna asks as he digs in his pocket. It can’t be. You feel like you can’t breathe, excitement running through your veins. Is he proposing? Here and now? You’ve talked about it before, but is it really coming true?

“Um, in a few… weeks, I think,” you manage to stutter, eyes watching like a hawk as he pulls out—

—a handkerchief.

Suna uses it to wipe the remaining dewyness from your chin, an amused raise to his eyebrows. “What?”

“I thought you were… I thought—ugh, nevermind,” you mutter and push from your chair, walking past him to start walking toward your walk-in closet. His playful voice stops you in your tracks.

“Thought I was going to give you this?”

It feels like an out of body experience when you turn around and see that little black box in his hand. He looks so unaffected, head tilting to the side as he holds it out to you, the other hand stuffed in his pocket. You slowly pad back over, shaking fingers taking the box from his hand before looking up.

“Are you serious?”

“You’re not even going to open it?” He mumbles.

That’s when you notice the way his cheeks scrunch up for just a moment, pulling on the edge of his lips before he licks his lips and goes back to neutral. Suna Rintarou is nervous. It makes you smile, and you have to bite down on your lower lip to keep from giggling.

“You had the perfect opportunity a second ago when you were down on one knee, you know.”

“That’s boring,” he shrugs, gesturing with his head to the box. “Go on.”

“I’m just saying that—”

“Would you open it already?” He snaps, and your giggles finally explode.

You throw your arms around his neck, fingers tangling in the back of his hair as you kiss him over and over, your lips not leaving each other until you’re fully satisfied.

“I don’t need to see it,” you smile against his lips. It feels perfect within his arms, and you know there’s no place you’d rather be. “My answer is yes. Yes, yes, a million times yes.”

“I guess we should go talk to your dad,” he mumbles before kissing you again. Suna starts to pull away but you grab hold of his suit jacket, shaking your head as you take a step back toward the bed.

“We can talk to him tomorrow,” you whisper, pulling him back into you for another kiss that Suna certainly doesn’t fight off.

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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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i. a lifetime ago

genre: vampire au, reincarnation au, drama

about: to many, immortality may be a blessing but for suna rintaro, it is a curse like no other. he can watch the world burn, knowing that the love he was felt is not eternal, or is it?

cw: death, mentions of illness, fire, unrequited love (not towards suna/reader), arranged marriage, angst

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Suna Rintaro once believed that he was incapable of love. He’d been alive long enough to know that he lacked the warmth and endearment humans so easily showed. So many years had passed since he had been one, that he had completely forgotten what it was like to feel affection. He would nonetheless, watch them in his alienated tower, they’d laugh and drink and waste the few years of life they had to live. He often thought that they were foolish for devoting themselves to finding their over halves. That was, until a dying girl was at his front steps.

For the centuries he’d lived alone in the castle, he hardly had visitors as the horrid tales of what vile creature would be residing there put so much fear into the heart’s of the villagers that they stayed away. Not only that, but the tall towers, spiked metal gates and daring statues of both fallen angels and gargoyles were surely enough to drive away trespassers. Meaning, when there was a large pounding at the door and he caught sight of a young man carrying a young woman in his clutches, his curiosity was raised.

It was then that he learned who you were; a local villager who’d caught an unknown illness and was in urgent need of medicine. The man that brought you in was your fianceé, wearily explaining the rumors of the castle: it was believed a magic man lived there, granting certain powers to those who were worthy.

Rintaro was appalled by such a thing, but as he watched the way your fianceé regarded you, caressing your sickly, sunken face, he felt pity on the mortal, so infatuated he failed to understand that death was only a part of human life. You would die eventually, and so would he.

“Fine,” he sighed, watching your fianceé’s eyes widened, “I’ll cure her, but you must leave at once.” The other man thanked him, rushing out without a second thought.

The vampire stared down at your practically lifeless body, wondering to himself if he would actually help the human. He brought your limp body near a warm fire, drawing a blanket over your body. Rintaro sat in a nearby chair, reading a book from his personal library, waiting for you to perhaps wake up, or even to simply die.

Not much time passed after, and he heard you cough up a storm, weakly trying to sit up. “Where am I?” You asked disoriented, staring back at Rintaro so that his lingering gaze could truly see you.

With your eyes open, you were different. You were beautiful, it was undeniable to him. He basked in the sight of you, feeling himself inch closer. He slowly explained what he was going to do, that you were brought by your fianceé to look for a cure.

What surprised him was the way your face soured, laying back down and staring mindlessly at the ceiling. You calmly said to him: “please let me die before I have to marry him.”

“You wish to die?” He had never met a human like that before, one who was so adamant on expelling their own life. There was a saddened look on your face, evident in the way your eyebrows dipped to the center of your forehead.

“Yes, my father has planned for our marriage but I can not find it in myself to love him. A wife should love a husband, you understand, don’t you?” You reached out, grabbing Rintaro’s forearm for some form of comfort.

The minute you touched him, he felt warm, his skin was and always had been cold to the touch and he was almost at ease by the sensation. Your eyes were beginning to tear as you sniffled. Rintaro had never understood human emotion yet simply by observing you, he felt he’d unlocked all of mankind’s secrets.

“I suppose I do understand,” he stated, clearing his voice. “But surely that isn’t a reason to die– death is permanent.”

At his words, you realized he was right, you didn’t want to die, begging him to excuse your last words and to heal you. Rintaro weighed his options: would he turn you into a vampire? How would he explain that to you without having you run away and bring an angry mob of torches and pitchforks? Surely, he had other methods of soothing your illness but none that would cure you in comparison to a transformation.

“Eat this,” he ordered you everyday, handing you a special plant that would help you regain your strength. Just like that, you began to spend time together, keeping him company through the day, not questioning why his castle was so dark, or why the man never stepped foot outside during the day.

Suna Rintaro found you amusing in many ways. How you’d fall asleep so easily, and so regularly, even once tipping your head against his shoulder. Your cheeks would heat up at the smallest compliment and you’d begin to stumble over your words. He’d talk to you gently, and listen to you speak. He was intrigued on how long humans could go on rambling, but he didn’t have it in his cold heart to stop you. Everyday for a week you would venture the property, collecting flowers to put in his private library. You brightened the space he was in, and it was something he never knew he needed.

“The flowers would look better… elsewhere.” He wasn’t trying to hurt your feelings as he watched you pout, but he quickly demonstrated what he meant. Taking a single flower from the vase of water, he placed it behind your ear, carefully moving your hair aside to tuck it in. “Beautiful,” he said without a second thought, not missing the way you covered your face while looking away.

Those events were only the beginning of your love tale. Every day would be spent like that until, on the night marking your two month stay in Rintaro’s care, he finally kissed you. Rintaro could taste the honey in your mouth, holding your cheek as you wrapped your arms around him.

This, he thought, this is what humans want, they want to feel like this. He couldn’t find it in himself to let go of you, becoming addicted to your touch almost instantly. He imagined the warmth from your body to be second to only the sun.

“I believe I’ve fallen unconditionally in love with you,” you whispered softly into his ear, “I’ll leave my entire life behind if I could spend the rest of my aching days with you.”

Suna cupped his hands over yours, pressing your foreheads together, he didn’t know what to say, surely love had to be conditional; what would you do when you learned who he was, or what he’d done? He’d seen many things over his long, eternal life, and surely they were more gruesome and disturbing than you could ever imagine.

“I am not a perfect man,” he explained in a low voice. Laughing dryly he continued, “in fact, I’m hardly a man at all. Before you came, I hardly knew what love was.” It seemed hard for him to say, like he was questioning himself. Was what he was feeling really love? Staring into your sparkling eyes, he now knew your features like the back of his man and could map them out blindfolded. With each day that passed he found himself trying to become closer and closer to you, craving you like a starved wolf searching for food.

Carefully, as he continued to hold you near, he admitted what he was. He showed off his sharp teeth, and the dark glow to his eyes. He let you realize why his hands were so frigid and pulled the side of your head against his chest, hearing the sound of an empty chest with no working heart. He was the darkness small children feared, and the reason nuns held their rosaries so tightly. Yet, being near him was not horrifying, nor did you want to leave.

He had been tender with his touches and sincere with his words. There was no doubt that you had fallen in love with him and despite his attempt at pushing you away.

“It doesn’t change how I feel so please, tell me you love me, too. If you do not wish to return those emotions, I’ll leave, and I promise to keep your secret,” you replied softly. You wanted to kiss him again but there wasn’t time for that, nor was there time to hear him say those fateful four words. A booming sound rang through the practically empty castle, the sounds of loud calls filled your ears, staring up at Rintaro.

“Stay here,” he instructed, planting a lonesome kiss against your forehead, rushing towards the main entrance to see what was happening. Standing in front of the giant oak doors, he was shocked to see your fianceé standing with a torch in hand, a group of men from the village behind him.

Slowly lifting his finger he pointed towards the vampire, a disgusted look on his face as he snapped his head back to speak to the mob. “This is the monster that is holding my fianceé captive!”

Suna took a breath, watching as they grumbled, “you’re mistaken, I’ve been curing her by your orders,” he hissed. Your fianceé on the other hand, only shook his head.

“You’ve all heard the rumors of the vile thing that lives here, and behold; here he is!” His loud voice reverberated amongst the crowd, “he’s kept my future wife here against her will, and now we must do everything in our power to return her safely!”

“Liar! Your fianceé does not wish to marry you! It is not you that she loves!” Suna replied, not taking a minute to think. He hadn’t thought about what would happen if he angered the men even more than they already were, and instantly, he regretted it.

What happened next was a blur in his memory, with chaos ensuing so quickly that he could hardly retain the fine detail. What he did recall, was the way the men charged into the castle on their way to rescue you while Suna was left to fight them off, although clearly outnumbered.

He was left with your fianceé, staring him down with his unholy eyes, piercing into his soul and letting the human man see him for what he truly was. Charging forward, they had managed to end up far from the entrance, fighting each other until the sound of a breaking glass carried into Suna’s ears.

Pausing to look back, his castle, his home had erupted in flame, forced to watch as the villagers ran out, saying that they’d left you inside. Forgetting about your fianceé and his attacks, Rintaro darted back towards the fire.

And although vampires were sensitive to such strong heat, he braced himself, willing to die in order to save you. Shielding his face, he found you laying there, still as a statue and he knew he was too late.

Rintarto called out your name, with little response, he ignored the growing fire, kneeling by your side and scooping your head into his lap. It was a miracle that your eyes even opened in the slightest while you parted your lips as if to speak.

“Save yourself,” is what you said, and he shook his head vigorously.

“I’ve lived long enough, I’ll die here if I must.” For the first time since he too was human, he felt a wet teardrop whelming in his eye. He shamelessly let it roll down his cheek, watching the droplet fall onto your dying face.

Your breaths were shallow, from what he could see and it would only be a matter of time.

“You can’t leave, I’ve only just found you,” he said, as if his words alone could change the reality of the situation. He was always cold and merciless, but now he was no better than a simple human, grasping onto the idea of love as you weakly smiled at him.

“We won’t be apart long,” you stated, “I’ll find you again.” Your voice was tiny in comparison to the crackling and burning of the castle around you. Still, Rintaro was able to pick it up, leaning over and hiding his face in the crook of his neck.

“I love you,” he finally said, but you would never hear his response. Staring down, your body had slumped, although your face looked peaceful, as if you were just sleeping. Rintaro couldn’t stop himself from crying, letting out centuries of tears he thought were incapable of falling.

He held your dead figure, rocking himself as the heat increased and he had no other choice than to leave you.

Rintaro put one last kiss against your angelic lips, shutting his eyes before making a promise: “we will find each other again.”

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ii. found again

including: suna rintaro x f!reader

genre: genre: vampire au, reincarnation au, drama

cw: mentions of death, somewhat panic attack, nightmare, hyperventilating, a little bit of fluff and angst

a/n: this is in a magical world where the pandemic doesn’t and never even existed :)

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2022, New York City

There was a coldness in the air that was beginning to indicate the seasonal shift between summer and autumn. Suna Rintaro, whose face was still youthful, was trapped in a prison of his own mind. The world had become exhausting and borderline unbearable. He would spend his days mourning the loss of his mortality, and his nights wandering the city that never slept in search of his next victim.

His teeth had not sunken into the vulnerable neck of a human in many, many moons in attempts to not raise suspicions. Instead, he would settle on cattle or perhaps a few small sheep. Yet, he was willing to do anything if it would mean he would stop being a vampire. There was once a book in her personal library that spoke of a method to cure his immortality, and would return his body to a human state. It entailed him feasting on poison blood, which was simply the blood of a tainted human. Although, what that truly meant, he couldn’t be sure. Even more so, there was no evidence to suggest that the method stated in his long lost book was correct– he supposed that if he were to ever meet a human with ‘tainted blood’ he would know.

That was where he found a girl, shivering on the sidewalk outside a club, staring down at her shoes with a melancholic stare. Rintaro couldn’t understand what it was about her that made him feel as though he was walking in slow motion. Her eyes caught his, and in that split second of motion, he was reminded of another time in his long lifetime.

It was you, he thought to himself, stopping. He tried not to seem suspicious, trying to stand next to you in a way that would allow him to be sure that his eyes were not deceiving him. You didn’t pay him any attention, not even bothering to notice the way he eyed you.

You had different hair, and a different build than his first and last lover, yet there was a magnetic aura around you, that was so convincing, he couldn’t shake the chills that went up his spine. Suna soon realized how intense his lingering eyes must’ve been, watching you take a small step away, scoffing.

“Can I help you?” You asked, holding your arms closer to your body to keep warm. Rintaro froze in place, not knowing what to say because even though over a century had passed he hadn’t forgotten the promise he made to you.

“I apologize, you just remind me of someone I knew.” His voice was weary, with hints of nostalgia, remembering the way he kissed you, and the many nights he’d watch you peacefully sleep. Only, you pressed your lips together, turning your head to the side to avoid looking at him.

“Well, I don’t think we know each other, sorry.” Rintaro could understand your cold behavior, you didn’t remember him, how could you? Love couldn’t possibly transfer between lifetimes but still, it was undeniable that it was you.

You reached into your small purse, grabbing a carton of cigarettes, still trying to avoid the man standing there. You continued to fish for something else, frustratingly looking up at him, finally.

“Do you have a lighter?” You asked and Suna nodded, pulling one out of his pocket. You smiled politely while he held it on the palm of his hand, taking that as an invitation to use it. Putting the cylinder between your teeth, you flicked the lighter. Once you got it, though, you inhaled a deep breath, blowing out smoke and facing Suna to get a look at his somewhat distraught expression.

“You know smoking kills, right?” It might’ve been out of place for him to say, but he was never the best at holding back his critique. You held the cigarette between two fingers, tapping the ashes while taking in his comment.

You crinkled your nose, shrugging, “everyone’s gonna die of something, aren’t they.” Suna let out a hum but you weren’t done speaking, “besides, I only do it when I’m stressed.”

“Then what has you so worked up?” Rintaro found himself falling back into a similar routine from all those years ago, and he reckoned if he closed his eyes he’d be taken right back to his first few moments with you.

“I just got out of a relationship,” you said, sighing and there was nothing the man wanted to do more than take you into his arms and feel your warmth, in an attempt to comfort you. “The guy I was seeing wasn’t who he said he was.”

You regained that gloomy look, letting the tip of the cigarette burn, not bothering to put it back into your mouth. You scratched your face, holding yourself tighter and staring up at the night sky. The stars had been covered by all the light pollution and the growing clouds but still, you stared at the open sky with such wonder it was like they were still there.

“I’m sure it was for the best, then.” Frankly, it was the longest conversation Rintaro had held with a human in a long time. You nodded your head slowly as he added to his previous point, “but I’m sure it’s hard. I don’t believe I got over my first heartbreak.”

Humming, you asked him: “what happened?”

There was a dull look in his iris as the two of you held eye contact, “she died.”

“Oh,” you said, narrowing your eyebrows, “I’m sorry, that’s horrible.”

The man only shook his head, putting his hands up in defense, “no, you don’t need to worry, I shouldn’t have brought it up.”

Silence hung between the two of you and Rintaro wanted to say something but he felt halted. He was only a second away from confessing his love for you, but he stopped, realizing that human’s react much differently, besides, he needed to get back home before sunrise.

“Get home safe,” he told you, as a way of saying goodbye. You hadn’t been expecting it, though, peeling your eyes off the ground to watch him go. Rintarto was quick on his feet, and was long gone when he realized he hadn’t taken back his lighter.

Laying in your bed, you kept thinking of the strange man you met that night. You had given him your condolences for his past lover and in response he only shook his head, apologizing for bothering you. He had left without giving you his name, only leaving you with his lighter.

At first, when he tried talking to you, you felt bitter, not wanting to be bothered, or harassed by some random man on the street. Yet, the short lived conversation felt genuine and would have bloomed into something more if it weren’t for him disappearing into the night.

You also couldn’t lie to yourself and say the man was unattractive. Everytime you closed your eyes you thought of his tall, broad frame, his delicately strong hands, and of course his piercing eyes. You felt giddy just thinking about his good look.

Sighing, you set your alarm for morning wondering if you’d ever see him again. It was bold to even think that, considering you lived in New York City for heaven’s sake, where millions of people lived, let alone all the tourists. Any spark that might’ve started died instantly, and you could kiss goodbye any chances.

Holding your bedding close to your body, you slowly became accustomed to the cozy feeling of blankets wrapped around you and it wasn’t long until you slipped into unconsciousness.

It wasn’t typical for you to have nightmares. Sure, when you were a young child you’d jolt awake and rush to your parent’s room, hiding with them and being soothed in their arms. Now, though, you hardly even had regular dreams, let alone ones that would make you shake in the night.

Tonight was an exception but it didn’t feel like a dream, more like deja vu.

You were in what looked like a library, an old one– a building that wasn’t built within your lifetime but you couldn’t quite place the time period. A small fire burned in the fireplace, while vintage armchairs faced it. You also caught sight of a desk, staked with desks in what looked like Latin and Ancient Greek.

“Have you finally awoken?” A voice coming from the sofa asked. You perked your head up, compelled to move forward. You tried to stop yourself but it didn’t work, as if you were playing a character in a movie and forced to stick to a script.

“Yes but I also went out again, to the gardens.” Once again, you had no control over what was coming out of your mouth, looking down to see a bouquet of flowers in your hand. “I wanted to bring you flowers for your study, since I gave you some the other day for your bed chambers.”

Standing there, you were in shock that it was the stranger from outside the club. He softly smiled at you, reaching out his hand to take a flower from the many in your grip. His fingertips were cold but you didn’t shy away from him, instead sitting down next to him.

He pressed the flower to his nose, smelling it while looking into your eyes. Feeling your heartbeat quicken, you could almost smell the tension in the air, wanting nothing more but to jump into his arms and kiss him. Yet, you were still confined.

“Thank you, they’re quite nice,” he said, observing them as his face slowly soured and for a moment, you thought you didn’t actually enjoy your gift. That was until he said something under his breath, not thinking that you’d pick it up. “I suppose in comparison to you, they’re actually very dull.”

Flustered, you looked away, feeling the unnamed man reach out for you, “I haven’t upset you, have I? I promise, they’re lovely flowers!”

“No, it isn’t that, Rintaro,” you replied, shaking your head and turning back to look at him. So that was his name: Rintaro. But was that really his name, or were you just making things up– it was just a dream after all.

“Perhaps, we can do something today, I feel much better today.” Were you sick? It felt like such an odd thing to say but by Rintaro’s reaction that was most likely the case as a soft smile tugged on his lips.

“Alright,” the man thought, “we can perhaps read?” You crinkle your nose and shake your head.

“Something fun Rintaro, we read everyday.” He nodded, laughing a little at the silly suggestion and before you knew it, you were standing in the hallway of a castle, staring at the long line of portraits hanging from the wall.

“I don’t suppose you’ve seen this part of my castle yet, have you?” You shook your head, staring at the painting in front of you. It was of a couple, a bit older in age, staring at the painter, the man’s arms on top of hers. Their clothing was old, too, much older than what you and Rintaro were wearing, making you wonder when the painting even dated back to.

“He was the original owner of the castle,” Rintaro explained, “and that’s his wife. He let me buy it from him after I came here to rest. You see I’m not local to this area, so when I ended up here, no one from the village would allow me to stay but him.”

“I think I would’ve remembered you showing up to the village, and surely I would’ve convinced my father to show you some hospitality.” Rintaro pressed his lips together at your comment, looking back at the painting.

“Yes, but I suppose that isn't the point of the story.” He paused, sighing. “When I met the owner, his wife had already passed away and he too was practically on his deathbed. Yet, the man wanted to leave his material possessions behind, and die somewhere secluded. He believed in doing so he would be reincarnated and would meet his wife’s soul once again.”

“Do you think such a thing is possible?” Your voice was small, looking up at him as he met your gaze, his eyes were blank for a second as he shrugged.

“I’ve seen things that would’ve once been thought of as impossible. So I suppose yes, it is.” You reached for his hand, whispering:

“Well then I hope to find you in my next life.” Rintaro didn’t hear you, frozen as he watched the painting. He was not fazed at all when it started to shift, though, as if he couldn’t notice it at all.

From an eldely loving couple, the painting turned into something depicting hell; with large flames and a body of a girl laying in the center. You felt your lungs begin to swell up, as if you were hyperventilating while the sounds of a crying baby and a beeping monitor. Everything was happening so quickly, overstimulating your brain at such a high rate, you could barely process anything.

That was when you finally woke up, sitting up right as you gasped for air. Your room was the same as you left it, the darkness being interrupted by the glowing green of your alarm clock. Placing a hand against your forehead, you tried to make sense of what just happened.

Rintaro, was that the man’s name or was it just your brain’s way of filling in missing information? Pulling your knees up against your chest, there must’ve been a reason you saw the stranger in your dream.

Don’t be stupid, you thought, reminding yourself that the conversation you two had shared must’ve prompted the odd dream. Still, though, you felt chills up your spine; you needed the dream to mean something more. You had promised to love him in another lifetime, and that didn’t sit lightly in your chest. It seemed too coincidental that he reminded you of a past lover although he looked to be your age, there was no way it was possible.

Looking over to your nightstand, you saw the lighter you’d forgotten to return, maybe there was still hope that you’d find him again and learn the truth. At least now you had somewhat of a lead, but a possible name was like finding a needle in a haystack.

You laid back down, trying to soothe yourself back to sleep and eventually you fell back into sleep, this time without any pesky nightmares. But, you unknowingly had your fingers crossed that the man would reappear to tell you more about himself.

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iii. coincidence

suna rintaro x f!reader

genre: vampire au, reincarnation au, drama

cw: toxic!exboyfriend! osamu, miya atsumu, cheating, slow burn, slight angst? original character

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When morning came, you got ready for the day, heading to your morning class, dreading waking up. After taking notes and preparing for a short presentation, the day was generally light and not once did you think about the stranger from your dream. At least, not until you were on the subway, commuting to your job.

There was a man who was facing away from you, dark brown hair, tall, broad stature. Your heart began to race, thinking that by some miracle, you’d found him. Excitement bubbled up within you, causing you to take a step forward, tapping him on the shoulder. Expecting to see the same face turn around, you were surprised to see it was someone completely different.

“Oh, sorry– I thought you were someone else.” Now embarrassed, all you could do was keep your head down until you got to your stop.

Walking to the small cafe that sat between a bookstore and a small boutique, you took a deep breath, ready to start a day of work. Hearing the bell chime as you stepped in, you were greeted by your coworker, Alex’s grin.

“Hey,” they nodded as you slid behind the counter, heading to the back room to drop off your bag and to collect your apron. You hummed back a hello as Alex informed you of some worrying news. “Osamu came looking for you.”

You felt your eye twitch, “really? What did you say?”

“I told him you weren’t going to be in today, I could feel there was some weird tension with him, did the two of you break up?” They asked and you nodded, cringing at the circumstances of your split.

“I caught him with another girl,” you sighed, “there goes the last six months.” Alex gave you a sympathetic look, patting your shoulder for comfort.

“If it makes you feel any better, he gave me some really weird vibes,” they pointed out to which you nodded. It wasn’t the most reassuring thing, but it was better than nothing. “Plus you’re super hot, so I’m sure there’ll be more people in the future for you, right?”

You thought of Rintaro– which is what you decided to refer to him by until you learned his real name– and the magnetic presence even the memory of him seemed to elicit inside you. Nodding along with Alex, you got to work as customers began to pile in.

The afternoon slowly bled into evening and you said goodbye to Alex, as they said their goodbyes, telling you to get home safely. You nodded, waiting for the time to pass before you could lock up.

When the last customer finally left, you did just that, collecting your things and bracing yourself for the walk alone, you set off into the night. Walking alone was hard but you did everything you were supposed to do– whatever that meant. No earbuds, brightly lit places and of course, every woman’s favorite accessory: a small can of pepper spray.

Although commuting at night was oftentimes frightful, it was a good time to clear your head and think. Images of Osamu filled your mind, what would he have said to you if you had been at the cafe that morning? Beg for forgiveness? Probably, but then again he was the type to try and make you think the events leading to your break up never happened.

“Hey!” Speaking of the devil. You jumped at your ex’s voice, turning around with a sour look. “Yer coworker said ya wouldn’t be in– guess they were wrong.”

“Can you just get to the point, what are you doing still following me around?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest. You were angry that he’d even bother trying to talk to you again, and seeing his stupid face just reminded him of the heartache he recently put you through.

“I needed to talk to ya. Ya stormed out of there without letting me explain myself,” he said, narrowing his eyes.

“What’s there to explain, Samu?” You paused, trying to stop any tears from slipping past your face. “I walk into your apartment, and there’s another girl on the couch? You were practically right on top of her, too.”

“I think yer remembering things wrong, sweetheart.” He hissed, “and it wasn’t some random girl, she’s a family friend. Do ya really think I’d cheat on you?”

“I don’t know who you are anymore,” you replied with a small voice. You tried to keep walking but Osamu still wasn’t done. He probably wouldn’t have stopped until you came home with him.

“Ah c’mon doll, ya don’t really mean that.” He tried catching up with you and just before you turned the corner you stopped to look at him dead in the eye.

“I do mean that, and stop calling me all these pet names,” you scolded him, “I didn’t just break up with you because you cheated but because of how you were treating me those past couple weeks. You used to be so sweet and dotting but something snapped and you wouldn’t even bother to talk to me at the dinner table?”

“Work was stressful! Is that a crime all of a sudden? Sorry I wasn’t kissing the ground ya walk on twenty-four-seven!”

“See, you’re not even listening to what I’m saying!” You were at the point that you wanted to hit your head against a wall, or pull all your hair out, or even both. Yet, the tense atmosphere quickly shifted when someone interrupted your arguing.

“Is there a problem here?” You recognized that voice, you knew that voice. Snapping your head, it was the stranger. By chance, the two of you managed to run into one another. You lit up instantly when your brain finally scanned his features, and by the looks of it, he was surprised to see you too.

Then, you didn’t think all those people who’d claimed to see miracles were so stupid. Feeling his lighter in your back pocket, you knew this was some divine intervention or something, thanking the cosmos for bringing him to you.

“None of yer business, dude.” Osamu glared at him, slowly catching onto the fact that you seemed to recognize him. “What, ya know him or something?”

“We do know each other,” the other man breathed, “or at least briefly, we ran into each other the other night.”

“That’s right,” your voice had become light and airy, similar to that of a love-stuck puppy. “I didn’t catch your name?...” At that point, you’d tuned out your ex-boyfriend, finding yourself lured towards the stranger.

“Rintaro.” You could’ve gasped, feeling shivers run up and down your spin. The dream you had was right, but how could that be? You thought any color had drained from your face as he said that.

“Well then, tell Rintaro to mind his own business,” your ex hissed at you, trying to pull you away but you’d found a new confidence, shaking him off and turning towards the man you’d met the night before.

“No,” you said, “I told you we’re over, stop trying to convince me otherwise.” Osamu was flustered, but he knew he couldn’t start a fight with your new friend watching. He stared Rintaro in the eyes, noticing something off about him. They way the other man sized him up, a cold gaze sending shivers down his spine. But as he huffed out in frustration, he walked away without saying anything else.

“Sorry you had to see that,” you apologized to the tall man still standing there.

Suna shook his head, “don’t worry about it.”

Truth be told, he was more than glad he was led to you, mostly because he had finally figured out what tainted blood was. He was out on his nightly stalk when the overbearingly toxic fume led him right to you and your ex-boyfriend. More specifically, to him.

Everything he’d ever wanted was within his grasp for the first time in over a century. The thought of finally feeling the warmth of the sun again, a feeling he’d forgotten. Yet that was the last thing on his mind; he pictured growing old with you, to push the gray hair from your face and kiss all the wrinkles time had blessed you. For him, it would mean a life well lived and well loved, something that he always thought would be impossible.. It seemed like such an odd thing to want yet he craved it so bad. He could’ve shed tears of joy right then and there but he stopped himself.

“Would you like me to walk you home?” He watched as a twinkle sounded in your eye as you nodded.

“How about until we get to the subway?” You suggested and Suna nodded, explaining that he’d ride it with you too, just to make sure you get there safely.

“Thank you. I’d really appreciate that.” The man hummed in response and as you continued to walk, you mentioned something, “isn’t it such a coincidence that we managed to run into each other?” You managed a small laugh as Rintaro nodded again.

“Almost like we were fated to meet again,” he breathed out, seeing how you’d subconsciously taken a step closer to him. He couldn’t tell what you were thinking, but he would’ve paid anything to know what complexities were in your mind.

Suna wanted to know everything about you, he wanted to know about all the lovely things that you’d been through in your short human existence and he also wanted to hold you gently while you mentioned all the bad parts, too. He’d listen attentively like he once did in the past, playing with the tip of your hair, caressing your heated cheek.

Yet, the two of you didn’t go that deep and from what Rintaro could tell, it was only small talk that the two of you made. It was still nice, though, hearing your sweet voice asking where he worked, if he was studying anything at the moment, if he had family in the city. He was also delighted to hear how you talked about your own schooling, not to mention how you loved the cafe you were employed at.

The two of you hardly realized how quickly it took to get back to your apartment complex until you were finally there.

“This is me,” you sighed, sad to have to part ways. “Thanks for this, Rintaro. Honestly, it was like catching up with an old friend.”

He smiled sweetly, “I feel the same way.” You looked up into his eyes, feeling the energy he radiated and despite having to go, you didn’t want to. It was like two magnets that needed a great force in order to pull them apart.

“I should give you this.” You fished into your back pocket pulling out the lighter he let you use the other day, “before I forget.”

Suna opened his hands to expect it, catching his breath as your fingers graced against his, giving him a moment of your touch before you quickly pulled away. There was an almost heated look on your face as you nodded.

“I need to get going,” you explained, chewing on your tip. The man silently nodded. “I hope to see you soon, you should come by the cafe when you have time.”

“I’ll try my best to,” he promised, watching you walk through the doors, hypnotized by your movements. He didn’t move from his spot on the pavement, not until he saw you step into the elevator through the glass door.

Now, all he needed to do was figure out what to do about that ex-boyfriend of yours that contained the special blood he was looking for.

“I’m telling ya ‘Tsumu I know what I saw,” the man said in his native tongue, on the phone with his twin brother who was across the world.

“Yer telling me ya found ‘em in America? What is this, some blockbuster movie?” Reasonably, the twin was still a bit grumpy from the fact he’d been woken up so early on his day off. He silently cursed the time difference.

“Don’t get petty with me now,” Osamu replied, narrowing his eyes, not like his brother would see, though. “I got shivers when he looked at me, to the bone. Exactly what was in grandfather’s books– the pale skin, the glowing eyes, the broodiness?”

“Ain’t that just all Amercians?”

“Aw fuck off, ‘Tsumu,” he cursed. “I’m telling you, it’s the same vampire who killed our ancestor’s bride. I just know it. It’s some fucking sixth sense.”

“So whaddya gonna do about it?” The blond asked and Osamu sighed, leaning back on his bed.

“I’m gonna kill ‘em.”

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iv. my friend, rintaro

genre: vampire au, reincarnation au, drama

cw: fluff, comfort, alcohol, drunk reader, orginal characters, gentlemen rintaro lol

a/n: this is so so, so heavily unedited but i wanted to get the next chapter out for you guys.... even if it's just a bit of fluffy filler. but whatever right! but yes, i think there will be a bit of a delay on the next chapter too just cuz of how life is lol but i hope you guys enjoy this!!

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Three days had passed since your fateful meeting with Rintaro, and in those three days you hadn’t seen him once. You had only worked once as well, and it was a morning shift, wondering if that was why you never saw him. When you saw him last, you cursed yourself as you locked your apartment door, realizing you’d never given him your phone number, decreasing the odds that you’d ever see him again.

Yet, when you arrived for your first night shift in three days, Alex was there waiting for you, ready with interesting news.

“I think you have a stalker,” they said, with a bit of a dry laugh, trying not to freak you out. Raising your head to look at your coworker, you let them continue. “Some guy keeps coming in asking for you, I was kinda nervous it was Osamu related so I tried not to give that many details.”

“What did he look like?” You inquired, heart starting to skip a beat. If it wasn’t Rintaro, then you were in a lot of trouble.

Alex tapped their chin, recalling the details: “tall, taller than your ex. Light brown hair, it was styled a little oddly, very flowy you could say.” That must’ve been him. It was reassuring to know that he did want to see you again. Alex continued, “he had these piercing eyes y’know I don’t know how to describe them. He’s been coming every night and for what? Like the last three days, and every time I look at those eyes I get chills.”

You were practically too stunned to speak as Alex raised their eyebrow. “Should I, like, file a police report or something? Do you know this guy?”

“Yeah, I do.” You felt yourself getting stomach butterflies. “Well, not well at least– I only briefly met him but he’s a really good guy.”

“If you say so,” Alex chuckled lightly, “but maybe give him your phone number next time you see him, y’know so the two of you communicate normally.” It was almost as if they could read your mind, knowing that you were regretting not having done so earlier.

About half an hour passed and still no customers came in. Sometimes, on weekdays it was like this: a ghost town. Tapping your fingers against the counter top, you thought you were going to die of boredom with Alex reciprocating your feelings.

Listening to them groan about waiting to just close up early, you were about to agree when the bell chimed and someone walked in.

Following his similar patterns from the night before, your friend Rintaro standing there wearing a black overcoat, and an attire you could only sum up to Wall Street-esc while his hair was still as wild as the first night you met him.

The moment he looked up at you, you met his eyes and even though Alex had made it clear there was something off with his eyes, you couldn’t understand what they were talking about. His gaze was kind, and his lips slowly but surely tugged into a smile upon seeing you.

“Looks like Mr. Stalker is here,” Alex teasingly whispered into your ear. You nudged them playfully, leaning against the counter, widening your grin.

“Hey,” you breathed out.

“Hello.” Rintaro cleared his throat, “I’m glad to see you’re in today, I was looking for you since the last time we met.”

“Me too, I didn’t know when I’d see you again honestly,” you laughed, regretting the way you phrased it, not wanting to sound rude. “But I mean it’s okay, you’re here now.”

“I apologize, I didn’t mean to make you stressed.” But you quickly interrupted him, reminding him that it was alright.

“Can I get you anything? Maybe coffee or tea?” But Rintaro shook his head, insisting that he didn’t drink anything of the sort.

“I’ll have something sweet, though, whatever you recommend,” he said haphazardly looking at the display case of desserts. You nodded, mentioning you had just the thing.

Watching as Rintaro found a seat, running one pale hand over the other. He mindlessly stared out the window, waiting for you to bring him something. He hoped that you wouldn’t notice how nervous he felt.

The sound of a plate sliding against the table echoed through the empty cafe, catching the man’s attention as he looked at your beaming face. In front of him was a small slice of apple pie, the cinnamon smell filling the air between you.

“On the house,” you said smiling, eyes slowly trailing over to the empty chair in front of him.

“You can sit if you want,” Rintaro offered and you felt embarrassed that he caught you red handed. You explained that your shift was almost over, looking back to see Alex’s sign of approval as you made yourself comfortable.

“I was thinking about how stupid I was not asking you for your number,” you bring up, not wanting to directly ask for it, still feeling a little shy.

Shaking his head, Rintaro informed you, “it wouldn’t have been of any use, I don’t have a phone.” Taking a bit of the pie he hummed, not saying anything to follow up his previous statement. “This is really good, it’s been a while since I ate anything…. this sweet, of course.”

“Wait, what do you mean you don’t have a cellphone? Who our age doesn’t?” That question caught Rintaro by surprise, raising an eyebrow as he tried not to act suspicious, taking yet another fork-full of pie into his mouth.

He simply shrugged, trying to change the subject, “is your shift almost over?”

You looked at your watch about to say no, when Alex’s voice interjected. “She’s gonna leave early, I can manage the place on my own.” They winked at you, signaling that you should go with him.

“I’ve heard good things about a bar nearby, would you like to come with me? Maybe we can become better acquainted?”

“Sounds good.”

The bar was dimly lit and filled with a sad crowd, which was mostly middle aged men desperately not wanting to go home to their wives. Because of that there was a gloomy feeling but Rintaro surely made up for it, with a slight smile.

As the two of you ordered, asking all sorts of personal questions and if you knew any better, you would’ve thought it was a date. Sipping on the drink, you followed his inquiries with your own, asking Rintaro about his childhood. Although, his answers were always so cryptic.

“I haven’t really lived in one place long,” he explained.

“So you were a military kid, huh?” But Rintaro shook his head but as you looked at him in confusion he changed the motion into a nod.

“Something like that,” he said, changing his answer.

Drink after drink, you hadn’t realized how much you had until you looked at the clock and three hours had passed. Your legs felt wobbly, like you were about to fall over at any given moment, leaning your head against Rintaro. You were drunk, the first time in a while considering Osamu hated it when you went out to go clubbing with your friends.

“You should probably get home,” Rintaro pointed out as if it wasn’t obvious. He looked down at your pouting lips and droopy eyes, he had to take you home, he knew that but he couldn’t stop looking at you. Every time he blinked he could see your past life, in a similar position, his heart feeling a foreign swelling.

He paid for all your drinks without a second thought, putting his sturdy arm around your waist, letting you lean your weight onto him. He grunted, trying to get you to follow his steps but he realized that trying to get the attention of a drunk person was easier said than done. Yet, he knew your apartment was close enough that he would carry you if he needed to.

“This way,” he eased you gently and before he knew it, the two of you were outside your apartment building. Suna had to coax you to get your keys out and to punch in the apartment code which after a scary amount of failed attempts, you were finally let in.

“Tonight was so much fun,” your words were slurred as you nuzzled into the crook of his neck, smelling the expensive cologne he wore.

“I enjoyed it too, maybe we should do something similar but more formally, like as a date?” The last part of his statement was more of a whisper, scared that you were uncomfortable with getting into a relationship after just getting out of one. He also was praying that by tomorrow morning your memories of the night would be hazy and hard to remember.

“Yes, I want that,” you muttered, rubbing your eyes harshly, “I wanna go to bed,” you groaned. Rintaro nodded, promising that the two of you would be there as soon as the elevator rang, bringing the two of you to your destination.

“I just wanna sleep!” You exclaimed, trying to rip off your shirt. Your friends had always told you that you were a bit of a messy drunk but you never wanted to believe them. Nevertheless, you struggled to strip out of your clothes, not even bothering to acknowledge the fact that Rintaro was still inside your apartment.

Standing in the kitchen, you felt a hand on your back, reminding you that he was there. He suggested going into your bedroom and you hazily nodded, stumbling forward.

“May I help you with that?” Rintaro asked and you were in such a struggle, there was nothing else for you to do other than nod and accept his aid. He removed your shirt, leaving you in just a bra as you covered up.

“Okay now turn around.” You could feel the heat rising to your face, watching as he complied. You took out your pajama shirt, sliding off your bra before putting it on. “Okay you can look now.”

By then, you were wiggling out of your work pants, sitting down on the bed. You shivered as the cold air nipped your skin.

“You should get some rest,” he sat down next to you, seeing how cold you were, “perhaps underneath the bedding?”

“You talk so politely, y’know?” You drunkenly snickered, poking his thigh, “but I like it, I feel like an old timey princess.” Rintaro laughed softly, pulling back the duvet as you rolled yourself underneath the sheets.

“Well you deserve to be treated as such, no?” You only hummed with a content smile as just as Rintaro thought his work was done, he went to stand up, feeling you reach for his arm.

“No, don't go yet, please stay.”

Rintaro looked at you, not knowing what to say, he saw the way your eyes became glossy and he couldn’t say no. This was his chance to be the shoulder you cried on, to bring you comfort that he couldn’t in your past life. He hadn’t realized he’d been staring until he heard your quiet whimper, taking his cold hand into your own.

“Of course,” he said in a soft tone, his voice hushed. Laying down next to you, he tried to take it slow so as to not shake you too much as his weight made the bed dipped.

“I just don’t wanna be alone tonight, y’know?” The man wanted to tell you that you didn’t have to explain yourself, he wouldn’t mind staying until you fell asleep but before he could interject, you finished your thought. “I’ve just been having nightmares all week,” you frowned, “I just wanted to feel safe.”

Few times in his life did Rintaro get the feeling he did then: you felt safe around him? Yet he didn’t ponder on it long, reeling himself back into the other thing you mentioned.

“Nightmares, what sort of nightmares?” His eyebrows furrowed.

“Mmm, I don’t know, there’s a big fire, and you’re there too.” Rintaro could hardly make out your words as you drifted into sleep. He knew it was memories of a past life, and he cursed himself that only the painful ones returned and plagued your sleep. He silently wished you’d see all the better ones.

He didn’t have a chance to answer, seeing as you had quickly fallen into slumber. He contemplated leaving, he needed to get back to his own place before the sun rose, surely you would come to understand.

As he stood up, he pressed a kiss against your forehead, seeing how innocent you lay there, unknowing of the life you had been born into. “Sweet dreams,” he whispered, but it was more like a prayer. He would give you the world if you wanted, even more, he would fight against the nature of his being and lasso the sun if you asked.

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pop! goes the cherry.

⇒ suna x f!reader

summary : a seemingly normal city has been struck by disaster as a killer, dubbed “the virgin killer” goes door to door killing the pure and innocent. with a virgin best friend, suna rintarou decides it’s up to him to save her.

warnings : mentions of murder / death , sort of horror (?), loss of virginity, virgin shaming?, fuck to survive trope, pretty vanilla imo, jealous suna!! unedited

genre : fluff , humour , smut , slightly angst , best friends to lovers, plot with porn

a/n : dropping my first nsfw fic, this idea has been eating away at my brain for a week and i need to get it out or i will scream. also everyone’s 18+ in the fic, they’re all third years 🤝 REBLOGS AND ASKS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED, PLS INTERACT WITH ME, MY BLOG IS SO LONELY

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“more heartbreak in japan’s hyogo prefecture as another teen is found dead in their home. police reports state that the victim has been marked with the initials ‘v.k’ similar to the markings on the three other victims.”

you throw your head back with a long drawn out groan as the reporter drones on about the latest incident, saying something about safety ratings and the lack of evidence linking anybody back to the case. truthfully, you didn’t care that much. why should you? hyogo had millions of people and your own city was quite full too, the odds of you being targeted would be the same as winning the lottery.

“authorities believe these killings are not motivated by gender, but rather a lack of intercourse…” your head shoots up, eyes now stuck on the tv with a new found interest. you pick up the remote, turning the volume up.

“after an amagasaki police station near inarizaki high received a letter signed with the initials ‘v.k’. contents of the letter have not yet been released, however it has been confirmed that the killer is going after those who have not lost chastity.” you sit in a shocked silence, hand limply holding onto the remote as more details are explained about the latest threat within japan.

a virgin killer?

turning the tv off, you decide maybe it’s best you sleep in your parents room tonight. no longer feeling safe and secure within your home, nor your city after finding out the nearby police station had received the threatening letter.

there was a killer incapable of being tracked, roaming your streets within the darkest hours of the night, killing innocent people with only one motive. and you were the prime target.

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“sunarin, you did not just laugh.” your heated glare was directed towards the relaxed man who could only shrug his shoulders as he snickered at you. after finding out VK was within an alarmingly close radius, you turned to your friends for advice or some form of comfort. unfortunately for you, some of your friends weren’t the most attentive to your feelings.

“i’m sorry, i just find it kind of funny that scary old VK turned out to be a massive virgin anti. maybe he’s some sexual vigilante, kill a few people, get another hundred laid.”

you could only gape at suna’s smug face as he continued to tease you about the situation at hand. “you’re insane.” was the only response you could muster up as he continued to push and prod you on the walk to school. your hands were grasping the handles of your bag with a deadly grip as suna continued his jokes and relentless teasing.

“stop worrying so much, it’s not like he’s gonna know you’re a virgin or any-” his words immediately dying down as you slapped your hands over his mouth, keeping one hand pressed firmly against his lips and the other hand pulling him down by his jacket collar. he looked down at you, eyebrow raised as he watched your eyes fill with rage.

“oh yeah, thanks tarou! thanks for announcing out loud that i’m still a virgin! in case you forgot, the letter was sent to the police station near our school. so unless you want your lovely little yn to end up dead, i’d suggest you stop talking.” you pulled your hands away from his mouth and began stomping off towards the school, leaving suna somewhat stunned in his spot. the smug grin now replaced by a frown, he runs after you, falling into place beside you.

the walk to school remains a silent and uncomfortable one, the tension almost suffocating suna as you continued to ignore him and his attempts at reconciliation. your silent treatment would remain all throughout the first few periods, bleeding into lunchtime with the rest of the group in the cafeteria.

“sunarin what’d ya do to yn, why’s she so quiet today?” atsumu slowly pokes your unresponsive form, yelping when his spoon is ripped out of his grip and used against him as a weapon. “okay! i’m sorry, please stop attacking me with a soup covered spoon, i had a shower this morning!”

you threw the spoon down and pushed your own tray away, grumbling under your breath while the rest of the group continued eating or falling back into their previous conversations. you began shifting in your seat, you weren’t in any immediate danger…were you? surely there had to be thousands of lonely virgins in hyogo, hundreds in your school.

but… what if he was listening to you two this morning, what if he was nearby and heard what suna had said about your lack of sex life. what if you were next and you couldn’t do anything to stop it? you’d be dead before graduation, no more plans for the future, no getting to tokyo or starting uni, you wouldn’t be able to see your friends anymore. you’d be dead and gone, only remembered through pictures and videos.

“hey, yn? are you okay?” samu’s quiet voice snaps you out of your spiralling, eyes flitting over to his as he looks at you with concern. you purse your lips and nod before picking up your tray and walking off towards the bins. you weren’t hungry anymore and the cafeterias' loud atmosphere was making you more uncomfortable than ever before. maybe you should just go to class early today, you couldn’t shake the feeling of intense discomfort and anxiety even within the school grounds. which, theoretically, should’ve been the safest place for you in your current predicament.

trying to push out anymore thoughts about the serial killer with a vendetta against virgins, you pull your locker open. however, you weren’t met with the usual sight of books and scrap papers. instead, laying flat and lifeless on the floor of the locker was an envelope. a pretty, red envelope, with the initials ‘V.K’ printed in calligraphy in the middle. with shaking hands you reached for the letter, ripping it open to find a small piece of paper.

‘three more, your time is running out.’

was this a threat?

—

after an exhausting and heavily distracted day at school, you decided to prolong your trip back home by stopping by the volleyball club. maybe suna could walk you home today, you just weren’t really willing to test your luck anymore after receiving the threatening letter.

you knew what you needed to do to survive, you had to find someone to take your virginity, but who’d be willing to do that?

tsumu? maybe, but it’d boost his ego far too much and he’d be insufferable for the rest of your life. samu? possibly, he was kind, generous, caring… a perfect man for anyone and everyone. but would he want to have sex with you and were you willing to be rejected?

or maybe…

“suna rintarou, i need you to have sex with me.” you slam the gym doors open, shocking the rest of the volleyball club members and surprising suna. everyone was quiet, staring at you as you stared down your best friend. he blinks once, then twice before dropping the ball he was holding. you hurriedly make your way over to him, ignoring atsumu’s howls of laughter at your absurd request.

“yn what are you talking about, why the fuck would you need me to have sex with you!?” you grab rintarō by the arm shaking him desperately as your lips begin to quiver. “he’s gonna kill me tarou, i swear he’s going to kill me.” you let him go, ripping your bag open to search for the envelope that held the written threat within it.

pulling it out you shove it into suna’s chest. “see, ‘your time is running out.’ he knows im a fucking virgin and he’s going to kill me. i don’t wanna die, rin!” you sob, holding suna once again. you feel him tense under your hands, his eyes still glued to the paper grasped between his fingers.

“holy shit…” atsumu walks over to the two of you, his eyes also trained onto the paper, reading over the lines a few more times before turning to you. “you know, if sunarin won’t fuck you, i’d be down.” he winks, accompanied by a cocky smirk. suna pushes him away, crumpling the paper and shoving it back into your bag before turning to atsumu.

“that- that won’t be necessary. anyway, ‘m walking yn home.” he grabs your hand and pulls you out of the gym, picking up his own stuff on the way before setting off towards your home. your hand is still held firmly in his unfaltering grip, clasped so tightly his knuckles are turning white. his bruising grip doesn’t loosen until you both make it safely inside your house, your parents away at work until late, leaving the two of you alone to figure out how to go about interpreting the letter.

“maybe it was someone pulling a prank on you? or maybe a guy you rejected wants to scare you into sleeping with him.”

“but who would even do that? and no one’s confessed to me since last year…” your gaze shifts to the floor, playing with your hands to distract you from your aching head and stomach.

“well…your name wasn’t in the letter, so maybe it was meant for someone else? and they just put it in the wrong locker. you know how people can be during a crisis, guys are dicks they’d definitely do this as a joke on their friends.” he let out a puff of air before he moved the two of you into the living room, pulling the both of you down onto the couch.

you reach for the remote, turning the tv on and falling back against suna in defeat. maybe he was right, it wouldn’t be that crazy to assume this was just a prank pulled on the wrong person, high schoolers were crazy and equally stupid. but that doesn’t do much to ease your fears as the news channel interrupts the show you two were about to watch.

“breaking news, students who attend or are in the area of inarizaki high are now being warned to stay on high alert at all times as another teen is found dead. the student was killed in broad daylight, leaving authorities even more concerned with the lack of evidence pinpointing a suspect. next to the teen’s corpse was a note with the writings ‘two more to go.’ it is believed that this threat may be a sign that the killings will soon stop. remember, if you see anyone acting suspicious-”

suna shuts the tv off, turning back to you, his eyes slightly widened as you keep your gaze glued to the tv. that wasn’t a promise to end the killings…

it was a promise, to end you.

—

after asking for permission from both your parents and his, suna had stayed over for the night. sleeping on your bedroom floor to make sure you were alright and to protect you in case you were the next target. the morning after was just as bad, another inarizaki high student dead, their body left to rot in front of the schools gates, next to their body was another note.the walk to school that morning was silent and tense, you knew the letter you received wasn’t just some failed prank. and you knew you were next…

when being faced with the hypothetical of what you’d do if you only had one more day to live, people would answer with superficial things, like travel to a place you’ve never been before, sky dive, go bungee jumping. but you? you didn’t know what to do, accept defeat and die? fuck some rando on tinder and live another day? spend your last few hours alive with rin, finally confess your feelings for your best friend and tell him you weren’t asking him to fuck you just out of convenience but also because you realised you were madly in love with him and that if you were to die tonight, you’d want to die without regrets?

God this was so difficult.

“tarou,” you stopped walking abruptly, grabbing onto his sleeve before he could walk past you. he looks down at you, quiet, but his eyebrow is slightly raised indicating he was waiting for you to continue. you let go of his sleeve, not wanting to hold eye contact with him as the shame burned you from inside. “how would you spend your last day alive?”

“you’re not gonna die yn.” he shoves his hands in his pockets and continues walking, not bothering to spare you another glance as he walked off. you slowly begin following after him, how was he so sure you wouldn’t die if he wasn’t even willing to fuck you yo keep you alive?

“maybe i should take up atsumu’s offer…” that was enough to freeze rintarou completely. turning on his heel he stares you down with a cold look. “and why would you do that?”

“because i don’t want to fucking die, rin! if he’s offering to help keep me alive when the only guy i had any sort of interest in doing this stuff with isn’t, then yeah, maybe i should accept his offer.” you push past him, muttering insults as you walk towards the busy school gates, giving him the same treatment as yesterday. though you don’t make it very far, a hand grabs your wrist and pulls you back, causing you to face suna once again.

he holds your wrist, eyes cold, but the heat and anger within your eyes was enough to make up for it. “why won’t you let me hookup with tsumu, huh? you want me to die that fucking badly that you won’t help me or let me accept help from the only person offering?”

“it’s not that, yn.” he lets go of your wrist with a sigh, no longer were his eyes ice cold, he looked at you with a certain sadness, frown taking over his features. “god, how do i explain this… yn, im scared too. im scared for you, im scared you’re going to sleep with me and it’s going to change everything, im scared i won’t be able to face you anymore, or that you’re going to hate me for taking your virginity even when you were the one to ask. im so terrified of losing you, but i don’t want you to sleep with someone else just to get it out of the way and have you regret it for the rest of your days…”

“so, you’d prefer it if i died?”

“god, no! i don’t know! i’m just- confused.”

you scoff, no longer wanting to go to school. your fate has been sealed and if you were a dead girl walking, why would you spend your final hours in school when you could be at home, watching your favourite show, eating your favourite food, sending your last few messages before your house is inevitably broken into and you’re left dead on the floor of your bedroom, alone, terrified and cold.

“where are you going?” suna tries grabbing your wrist but you slap his hand away, not stopping your long strides back in the direction of your house. “if i’m gonna fucking die, i don’t want to spend my last day alive in school, suna.”

with that, you continue walking back towards your house. you don’t care if suna’s following after you, and frankly you’d prefer it if he was. even if you were incredibly upset with him, you would still prefer spending your death day in his presence. so you let him quietly follow you, ignoring his little pleas for you to turn around and go back to school where the two of you would be safe and be able to sort things out.

when you arrived at your house you threw open the door and made your way to the kitchen, suna could deal with fortifying the place while you ate the last coffee jelly left in the fridge. maybe you could order some food?

“yn, please, talk to me. you know i’m bad with words, i didn’t meant to phrase it as though you dying would be better than you getting laid.” he pleaded again, crouched down beside you at the table, his hand on your knee and his eyes gazing up at you with a new found desperation.

you sighed, placing your spoon down before turning to look at him, eyes watering as you took in your best friend for what was probably the last time. if you were going to die wouldn’t it be better to do so without hating your best friend? didn’t you want to die without regrets? so, what was holding you back from telling your best friend, suna rintarou, that you were deeply in love with him?

“suna-” you begin.

“it’s tarou.”

“okay…tarou, i don’t know why you were so adamant on following me here, i don’t know why you want my forgiveness so badly when all you were doing was being honest, but it’s fine. i’m fine…” you take a deep breath, standing up and pulling him up with you. “and i love you. im in love with you. maybe that’s why i wanted you to be my first, and why i was so upset with what you said and how you said it, and maybe that’s why i’m so scared of dying,” you pause again, looking shyly at suna, who only nods to reassure you that you can keep going. “because i finally found someone that i could love with all my heart, and i’m only realising it the day i die. i thought i’d die without regrets, but i think my biggest regret was not telling you how i felt sooner…”

these days suna feels more silent than he ever was, sure he’d always been a quiet guy, but lately he’s felt so tongue tied and speechless. like his own mind cant form a single word, he can’t speak what he feels. he can’t explain that his chest felt like it was caving in when he saw the note you received, or the anger that would flare up in him when atsumu tried flirting with you, or how jealous he felt when you considered accepting that bleach brained idiots offer. he wanted to tell you that he loved you, that he was more than willing to be your first, that he’d cherish that moment and take care of you… but he couldn’t, no words would come out. and so, he used his actions instead. just like the saying goes, actions speak louder than words. and with that, he leans forward, pulling you in by the waist, his hands sliding down to firmly hold your hips as he pressed his lips against yours.

your shocked gasp urges him to pull away, but you place your hands on his shoulders, keeping him close as you begin to kiss back. letting him lead the kiss, not stopping him when he cups your cheek in his hand and pulls you in even deeper. it wasn’t like anything you’ve felt before, sure you’ve kissed people a few times, but none of them were like kissing suna rintarou. your, suna rintarou.

“i’ll do it.” he pulls away slightly, taking in a deep breath of air as you look up at him with lidded eyes, light headed from the heated kiss. “i’ll be your first, and i’ll be your last, and i’ll be yours… just, please don’t leave.” his hand on your cheek disappears as he pulls back a bit, watching you with heightened anxiety. you lean into the hand that’s against your cheek, holding his wrist as you nod.

“i won’t leave you.”

—

you led suna to your bedroom, something you’ve done millions of times before, but now it was different. you weren’t bringing him into your room to watch a movie, or work on homework. you were about to give your first time to the man you’ve been in love with for god knows how long. so you pull him into your room, slowly close the door behind you and turn around. the two of you now quietly standing in the room, not uncomfortable but still a little awkward.

“so… how does this, y’know, how does this usually go? do i have to like… take my shirt off or suck your dick or something….”

“uh, you could just take your clothes off and get on the bed, you don’t really have to do anything… especially since it’s your first time.” he took a few steps towards the window, turning back to look at you as he points to the blinds. “would you feel more comfortable if the room was darker?”

you nodded shyly, using the moment he turned his back as an opportunity to strip. starting with your blazer and sweater, letting it drop to the floor with a thump, your eyes were focused on suna’s form as he shut the curtains and blinds. you move onto your shirt next. slowly unbuttoning it as you walked towards the bed. your heart was pounding, your hands felt clammy and your throat felt dry, why was this so scary? after removing your clothes you were left in only your bra and panties, using your arm to cover the rest of your body.

suna takes a deep breath removing his clothes with his back still turned to you, when he too had stripped down fully, he turned to look at you over his shoulder, giving you a shy smile which you returned with an equally shy wave. suna had imagined a moment like this once or twice, but never did he think he’d actually be the one sleeping with you, not in this lifetime.

he turns to face you, taking a few timid steps before he moves you to lie down against the bed sheets. your body heats up at the sight of him, your fingers tremble as you grip the blanket beneath you. “do you wanna go under the sheets?” his voice was quiet, hands holding himself up above you. you could only nod, too nervous to speak.

once the sheet is placed above the two of you, you feel slightly more relaxed, moving your hand to cup the back of his head and play with his hair. “okay, i think i’m ready tarou.” he gives you a smile before leaning down to kiss you again, using his tongue to pry your mouth open, letting the kiss grow more heated as he begins trailing a finger down your chest towards your bellybutton, stopping short by a few inches and resting his palm flat against it. he moves to leave open mouthed kisses against your neck, taking his time when he gets to your chest. he leaves a few more soft kisses on the tops of your breasts before he begins moving his hand down again. his palm was no longer flat against you as he slowly pulled your underwear down, stopping for a minute to look back up at you. your arm was placed over your eyes as you took in a deep breath.

“are you sure you’re ready? we can stop if you need to.” you shook your head at his concerns, dropping a hand into his hair, running your fingers through his strands a few times.

“i’m okay rin, you can keep going.”

he whispered a quiet okay, before continuing where he left off, removing your underwear completely, turning to give the soft flesh of your thighs a kiss before moving to place his mouth against your core. you gasp, heart racing from his actions, your hand that was in his hair now using it to grip him tightly. he worked his mouth on you, sucking your clit gently before moving to tongue fuck you.

his actions were slow, careful, he was testing the waters, making sure you felt good and felt comfortable. he brought his hands to your thighs, thumbs rubbing circles into the flesh as he continued eating you out. after a few more licks, he pulls away, eyes glancing up at you to gauge your reaction before he slowly eased a finger in, blushing profusely when you let out a small moan.

“are you still feeling okay?” his finger worked in and out of you slowly, his thumb rubbing circles on your bud to add to the pleasure. you nodded, biting your lip as you held back a moan. he smiled up at you, easing another finger in before he moved up towards your face, using his free hand to cup your chin. “you don’t have to hold back, i wanna hear you.”

you nodded, letting out a gasp as his fingers started fucking into you faster. you dropped your grip on his hair, moving to hold the sheets as you felt the pressure from his fingers and thumb build up. you felt your heart pound and your stomach fill, the sensation familiar but never this intense.

you cum on his fingers with a quiet breathy moan, half lidded eyes looking down at him as he pulls out his fingers. he gives you a reassuring smile, which you return with your own small smile, head falling back against the pillows. suna leans down to give you another kiss before pulling his own underwear off.

“how do you feel? do you want to wait a bit before i do it, or do you want me to just…do it?” he cups your cheek, thumb running over your lip as he stares down at you, a soft look in his eyes that you’d never send before.

“let me just- let me catch my breath for a second. that felt really nice, tarou.” you kissed the pad of his thumb, taking in another deep breath, giving him a nod to signal you’re ready. he rubbed his length a few times before pausing.

“we don’t have a condom…” he looked towards his pants, trying to remember whether he had brought one with him or not. “that sounds like a tomorrow problem, it’ll be fine if you just pull out right?” you turned his face to look back at you, gazing up at him so innocently.

he cleared his throat, face heating up again at the close proximity, still feeling flustered even after making you cum. “i mean, i guess so? but you could still get pregnant even if i did pull out, precum is still cum.” he nervously fidgets with the bedsheets, arms starting to ache from holding himself up.

“we could get plan b? and i take birth control.” his eyes fly back to yours, head tilting slightly.

“you take birth control?”

you shrugged at him “sometimes my periods are irregular, my doctor said it’d help.” he nodded slightly, looking back down at his member before making up his mind.

“okay, im- i’m gonna do it.” and without another second, he sinks himself into you, gasping at the tightness. arms finally giving out, he rests himself onto you, his head between your shoulder and neck, placing soft kisses to ease the pain.

your hands grip onto his back, nails digging into the flesh, feeling his muscles beneath your fingertips as he took a shuddering breath, pushing the rest of himself into you. you felt your eyes water at the sting, holding yourself back from tapping out. you wanted this, you needed this.

suna lifts his head up slightly, checking on you to make sure you were still okay, kissing away the tears. he stayed like that for a minute or two, waiting for you to signal you were ready before he slightly pulled out, pushing himself back in just as gently.

a few more thrusts and you were sure you were ready, so with a nod and a quiet whisper of “i’m okay.” suna begins thrusting into you. your grip still tight on his back, his left arm now placed above your head as his right hand grips your waist, giving it soft squeezes every few thrusts.

soon he begins speeding up the movement of his hips, moving his hand that was on your waist back down to your clit, continuing to rub circles as he thrusts faster. encouraged by your moans and gasps. his own groans and gasps escaping his lips as he shut his eyes tightly.

“fuck, you’re so tight. so warm and perfect, just for me.” you nodded, one hand moving to grip the back of his hair as your moans started increasing in volume.

“just for you rin, all for you.”

“and you were gonna consider, fuck-fucking atsumu.” he gasps out, starting thrust harder and rub your clit faster. “as if that loser could make you feel this, this good.” he takes another shuddering breath, feeling his orgasm build up quickly.

“tarou, im so close! it feels so good.” your grip on his hair tightens, letting out more moans as you try rocking back against him, feeling yourself fall over the edge when he moves his head down to suck on one of your nipples. you let out a loud moan, slapping a hand over your mouth in shock and embarrassment.

rin couldn’t help the chuckle that he let out, finding your actions cute, he quickly pulled himself out, knowing he was about to reach his own orgasm he jerked off a few more times before his own cum landed on your lower stomach. rin’s own moans filling the room as he came down from his high.

he dropped down beside you, pulling your sweaty bodies closer together and resting his head on your chest, watching your fingers push his essence around before picking some up. he gazes at you curiously, watching you bring your finger up to your face before you lick it.

“what the fuck are you doing?!”

“i’m sorry i was curious! they always swallow it in pornos, i wanted to know what yours tasted like.” you huff, wiping your fingers on your chest before you turned back to him. “it tastes like shit, why is it so salty?”

“sorry it’s not vanilla ice cream flavoured, i’ll make sure the penis juice tastes better next time.” he rolls his eyes, flicking your forehead. you snorted at him, making a move to sit up but failing. your arms were a little weak from the adrenaline crash.

rintarou picks himself up and grabs his underwear, putting them on and then making his way to the bathroom, grabbing a warm towel to wipe your stomach and in between your legs, placing soft kisses on your chest and thighs. when he’s done he throws the towel somewhere in the room, too busy trying to cuddle into you to care about where it lands.

“so, how did it feel?” you yawn in response to his question, snuggling into the warmth of his bare chest, placing your own little kisses on his collarbones. “felt like i just escaped a near death experience.” you snort at his annoyed huff, letting his hands play with your hair, feeling his gaze on you even with your eyes closed.

“it was great rin, i wouldn’t have asked for a better first time, or a better person to do it with.”

“aren’t you glad you didn’t pick tsumu?”

“oh my god.” you groaned, turning around so that your back would face him. ignoring his chuckles as he pulls you further into him. “i’m just teasing you.”

—

“hyogo’s notorious serial killer, dubbed ‘the virgin killer’ strikes again, as two students are found dead overnight in the house behind me. reports say that the parents had arrived home from work when they spotted their daughter’s boyfriend dead in the entryway, her own body being found upstairs in her bedroom. police are back to square one, believing the notes were to throw detectives off and to create a sense of false hope. forensic teams are searching high and low for evidence, more details to be released shortly.”

“holy shit, that could’ve been us…” you turn to rintarou, who was currently lazing against your couch, his head in your lap and his feet propped up on the arm rest. he hums, focus still on his phone. he smirks up at you suddenly, mischievous glint in his eyes.

“actually, it would’ve been just you. i’m not a loser virgin like you remember?”

“i’m not a virgin!”

“still a loser.” you push your boyfriends head off, ignoring his protests and pleas for you to return.

making your way to the kitchen to grab a cup of water you notice something odd on the fridge… it was a note, one that your parents hadn’t put up.

‘congratulations, yn. you win.’

signed by the initials V.K.