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littlecinnamonroll · 2 years

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"Don't Wipe Your Boogers on Me!"

☆ ft. timeskip!Suna Rintaro ☆

☆ Info: fem!reader, some pet-names ☆

☆ it’s nothing but pure fluff cause my suna brainrot is on one recently and all suna content makes me blush like crazy ☆

There was nothing Suna Rintaro liked more than getting a reaction out of you. You weren’t as easy as the Miya twins, and you never passively reacted like Kita, but your green-eyed man new exactly what to do to rile you up.

It started off with little things: slurping his coffee loudly as you watched your favorite show; leaving his dirty socks and t-shirts right on or beside the hamper but not inside; eating leftover poke that you’d written your name on clearly, insinuating that he wasn’t to touch it. And when you storm through your shared apartment with a crumpled up t-shirt in hand, frustratedly mumbling under your breath about how annoying your beloved fiancé was being, Suna loved it.

He didn’t like you angry or sad, no, that was never the case — he loved these moments because it was the perfect video capturing time. Your raven-haired love noticed that without fail, as much as he bugged and pestered and slurped his overly sweet espresso down, you were still simply you. Albeit a little clumsy and headstrong, you never wronged Suna; no pranks, no annoyances, never raising your voice nor fighting with him.

“Hey, Rin?” You called from the bathroom, the sweet smell of your shampoo wafting throughout the bedroom. “Rinnie!”

“I’m coming, give me a second!” he hollered back, connecting his phone to the charger and slipping into the bathroom. “What’s up?”

“I forgot to grab my new body wash and I didn’t want to get the floor wet. It’s on the counter.”

“So?” A playful smirk found its way across his face as he heard you grumbling to yourself.

“Suna Rin,” you cursed as you wiped the fogged glass to stare at him with a cocked brow. “Will you be the best future husband there is and hand it to me?”

“Sure I can.” He sauntered over to the counter and grabbed your shower gel that was supposedly scented like cotton candy clouds. Taking a sniff, he nodded at the smell, examining the bottle closely. “Okay, I got it.”

“Can I have it?”

It was a rhetorical question and Suna knew that, but per his usual antics, his voice rumbled with laughter, “What’s the magic word?”

“May I please have it?”

“Nope. Two more guesses.”

And as much as you wanted to resist, you knew he wouldn’t stop until you guessed correctly. “Abracadabra.”

“Wrong, one more guess.”

“Alakazam alakazoo, give me my body wash before I break up with you!”

He sucked air through his teeth, a devilish grin crawling across his visage. “Oh, so close, pretty baby, but that was your last guess and it wasn’t right.”

Irritated, you went back to conditioning your hair, glancing at his blurred figure through the foggy glass. “You’re annoying.”

His silence was suspicious. The green-eyed man you’d fallen for so many years ago was prone to anything quiet, his soul a semblance of the peace the vast nothingness brought, he was composed and spoke little when he didn’t need to speak, but he was never truly silent.

“Rin? Are you there?”

A response never found it’s way back to you, however, the flushing of your toilet and icy pricks of water did. “Oops?” he snickered as you screamed, stalking back into the bedroom with a content grin.

Hours passed before you voluntarily got near Suna, the tiniest of smiles gracing his lips as you sat beside him on the bed. With his phone glued to his hand and tired sigh leaving his throat, a laugh so familiar echoed through the speakers. His head found its way to your shoulder as he held his phone between the both of you, rewinding the video and waiting for you to press play.

Rintaro was sweet like that. As much as he liked things to himself and he’d get them in his own - rather quirky - ways, he always loved to share. What was his was yours, and what was yours was his. He adored the way your head rested on his own, how your hand lightly squeezed his bicep, how you loved him wholly.

Suna Rintaro was every fangirl’s heartthrob: he was tall, he was toned, his eyes were emerald gems that sparkled with his charming smile. Who wouldn’t love him? If they cared to look past the material wealth Suna held, many of the girls would see the collected swagger and magnificent body was pretty laidback.

You were quick to notice all the public aspects he revealed were both genuine and rouse, learning that every aspect that those girls saw you would come to know deeper. They’d never know that he liked disco music and was a horrible dancer, or that he was very particular about his muscle cupping and way his shoes fit, or that he drooled when he slept if he slept on his right side. As much as he appreciated his fans, they would never know your fiancé like you did.

Pressing play, you watched as you sat on the kitchen counter pouring sake into the new set Atsumu had gifted Rin for his engagement party, realizing that you didn’t notice his phone there before. Suna ran into the living room several seconds later, laughing wickedly as he pulled you off the counter. You ended up licking the side of his face after he wet-willied you, then he held the cup of sake high above your head as you struggled to get it from him.

The video ended with a picture you recognized as Suna’s lock screen. He glanced up to you with a small grin, pecking your jaw, “Hi, beautiful.”

“Hi, Rinnie.”

Maneuvering his 6’3 body from comfortably beside you to snugly in-between your thighs, the small part of you that wanted to ignore him from earlier melted. One hand gently traced the plush of your leg, while the other scrolled through his phone. “Babe, I have this massive pimple on my chin. Scale of one to ten, how bad is it?”

You laughed as your fingers wove through his hair, his face smushing into your leg. “Oh, definitely a ten. It’s mars. So gross. Cootie-contagious, so nasty.”

His lips were warm against your skin, the sweetness of his kiss ever so fleeting. “You’re so funny. I think you should be a comedian.” You hadn’t realized the fingers that were trailing your skin were now an inch up his nose, his other hand still scrolling aimlessly through several socials.

“Oh, Rinnie! Let’s go live! We haven’t done that together in so long!”

He shrugged and glanced up at your reflection in his snap camera, “The pimple can go live, it’s almost big enough to have arms and a brain.”

“Not if I pop it,” you snickered, leaning over Suna and reaching towards his face.

As if it were second nature, the moment he had your attention, he whipped up the finger that was in his nose moments before. “One move and I’m wiping it on you.”

“Suna!” Though you meant to be more stern, it came out as more of a shriek, immediately attempting to pull away. “Don’t you dare wipe that one me!”

“What, my dearest? I don’t think I caught that,” he taunted, his finger moving closer to your face.

“Don’t wipe your boogers on me! That’s nasty,” you coughed out. Pushing his hand away was a feeble feat, he was built like iron. You narrowed your options down to two: let him or die trying. “Ew, ew, EW- Rin, stop!”

But as he took a selfie of the two of you, your loving fiancé finally let up. “Perfect.”

“Delete that.”

“No, I love it. Your horror is cute.”

“Stupid,” you murmured, covering his face in small kisses.

It didn’t matter that Suna drove you crazy every day and tried to more often than not, it didn’t matter that he ended up wiping that booger on you later; it only mattered that by the time your show credits were rolling, Rin was snuggled against your chest, fast asleep. And as much as he bugged the living hell out of you - slurping coffee obnoxiously, dirty socks never landing in the hamper, boogers and all - there wasn’t any other man you wanted to marry.

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suashii · 5 months

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i have this fluffy akaashi fic i wrote like two years ago in my google docs and i kinda wanna post it but idk if anyone would like it bc there’s practically no dialogue

#💭 manon’s mind #like 90% of it is from his perspective #and it’s really just him simping for you 💀#+ i love akaashi but does anyone else??#i thought he was a rather popular character #but i feel like i only ever see kuroo suna and atsumu writing these days lol

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i-need-entertainment · 2 years

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Angeleyes

Character: Suna x female reader, background Atsumu x reader

Warnings: Angst, reader living with choices made in pt.1, regret & heartbreak, reader falls in love with someone whilst dating someone else...Part 2 in a 3 part series

Pt.1: The One You Love - Pt.3:🎵

"He took my heart and now I pay the price...Don't look too deep into those angel eyes"

Suna moved on, right? So why can't you..?

Song: Angeleyes by ABBA

“Ah-ha-ha, keep thinking 'bout his angel eyes, Keep thinking, ah-ah”

As soon as Suna had stopped talking to you, you started to get this sick feeling in your stomach that maybe, just maybe you might’ve made the wrong choice.

After your call with Atsumu you noticed Suna had started to act a little distant, even more so when you and Atsumu got back together. He no longer responded to your texts in record time- leaving them on read for hours, sometimes days at a time. Your in person hang outs lessened from several times a week to sometimes going weeks without seeing each other face to face at all- and when you did it was…off.

You knew why this change had occurred; you had once again ignored his advice along with your better judgment and gone back to your ex. This wasn’t unusual whenever you and Atsumu got back together. Actually, wait, was it?

You pulled out your phone and suddenly (or not so suddenly, you had been considering doing this for several days) opened Suna’s contact, scrolling up and up mindlessly until you found what your brain kept telling you to look for. It seems like a useless endeavor, and really it probably is. But it’s not like you don’t have time to kill, you were just sitting through one of Atsumu’s practices, listening to shoes squeak and the *bam!* of volleyballs being slammed on the opposite side of the court.

It’s usually what you did during his practices anyway, at Suna’s practices you’d have the time of your life talking to Komori’s girlfriend and Washio’s wife- like their significant others they were very welcoming and fun to talk to.

And it’s not like you didn’t get along with the MSBY members girlfriends/wives, you just didn’t click with any of them…although you did notice the occasional side eye, or a quick glance and mutter (most likely about you and Atsumu’s ‘on again off again’ relationship) before they ultimately left you alone.

Your thumb paused its scrolling when you found what you thought you might be looking for. The conversation was from the previous, previous break up to the most recent one. You had just texted Suna the news of you and Atsumu getting back together [INSERT TEXT PICTURE HERE!! Don't ignore it this time✋🙄]

Even back then you could always tell that the people around you were getting increasingly frustrated with you and Atsumu’s on-again-off-again relationship. And to be fair- you didn’t blame them, you knew it must’ve been irritating to bear witness to the nature of your relationship with the setter.

Back then it seemed like everyone and their dog gave you attitude when you spoke about your relationship. Everyone except for Suna. Sure, he gave his fair share of snarky comments and off handed remarks, but they always came from a good place and really just served to lighten your mood. He cared about you, with him you never had to wonder if he was still going to be there for you because he always was. And you knew that…and you took advantage of that.

You kept scrolling through Suna’s contact, scrolling past the normal everyday texts. As you scrolled you started to notice a pattern. When you and Atsumu were broken up; your texts were much lengthier and more common. You would talk everyday, about anything and everything. But when you and Atsumu got back together, your texts became shorter and less common. Actually, there were a few times you’d accidentally leave Suna on read for hours, sometimes days at a time…

Is this how he’s felt for the past 4 years?

“Last night, I was taking a walk along the river, And I saw him together with a young girl, And the look that he gave her made me shiver”

You tried not to give Suna’s distant behavior too much mind. The most likely conclusion was that he was tired just like everybody else. Tired of dealing with your post-break self and the exhausting tendency you and Atsumu had to just break up at every seemingly minor inconvenience.

It didn’t take you long to figure out he probably just wanted some space. Something about this break had been different, maybe because you didn’t go running back after 2 days and he didn’t call until weeks later. No, it was something more than that. It was something about the way Suna looked when you finally left his apartment. The sad look in his eye, it wasn’t frustration or anger, no…

It was defeat.

You spent days, weeks, trying to figure out what he wasn’t telling you- well that’s not quite right, after all, you knew. You had this inkling suspicion he had liked you. Why else would he rush to aid you at the drop of a hat? Open his home and his heart to you time and time again even though he KNEW you were going back to Atsumu as soon as he asked. Had he held onto hope that things would change? That once and for all you’d gather the courage to do something about this unhealthy cycle and change something? That maybe, just maybe during one of these breaks you’d realize that everything you ever needed- ever wanted, was right in front of you..?

It felt like there was ice in your veins as that conclusion dawned on you…you were in love with your best friend.

That one was hard enough to accept, you spent the past 4 years dodging that realization- was that why you stayed with Atsumu? To convince yourself you really did have feelings for him and not for the man you’ve called your bestest and closest friend for over half a decade?

That was a hard pill to swallow, but the pain you felt from that revelation didn’t come close to the ache you felt as the crushing weight of reality began to sink in.

It didn’t matter if you finally broke down your walls and admitted defeat, because you were too late.

“Look into his angel eyes, One look and you're hypnotized, He'll take your heart and you must pay the price”

You burrowed into the collar of your jacket. After Atsumu’s practice had ended you told him you weren’t feeling well and started on your way home. It wasn’t a…complete lie- after the realization hit you, you really didn’t feel all that great. But in all honesty, that wasn’t the only thing about your situation that was making you feel unwell.

After all, now that you have come to this conclusion, what would you do? Do you tell Atsumu the truth and break his heart 2 months after you both promised this time would be different? It wasn’t fair to either of them- and you knew that. But how can you force both of you to stay in a relationship if one of you can no longer give it their all..? Isn’t that worse than simply ending it for good, right here and now?

You sighed and slowly drifted to a pause in your walk. You were about half way across the bridge that connected the small river that ran along the city. You took a moment to try and clear your thoughts. It was cold- hence why Atsumu had insisted you take his jacket before you left. You shoved your hands into his jacket pockets and mindlessly watched the gentle reflection the moon made on the water. Forcing your hands out of your pockets you shifted to rest your elbows on the concrete railing, people watching the folks walking by in another effort to clear the never ending thoughts from your mind.

And then you saw him- or rather, you saw them. Standing across the river, hand in hand, smiles so wide you wondered if they’d ever stop. He looked…happy, so so happy and at peace. Free from the burden of your emotions, free from the weight of carrying your happiness on his shoulders. He looked so free.

You wanted to move, wanted to turn around and walk back to the apartment you pretended to call home. Run away and avoid the confrontation you really didn’t want to have right now. Go home and cry because you knew this was what you deserved- you were a coward for too long, stuck in a never ending cycle and missing the bravery to break it. Suna would have given you that strength, he tried to give you the strength to make a change but you just wouldn’t take it would you?

“Y/n?” You whipped your head around at the call of your name, eyes widening in surprise when your brain registered it was Suna who asked you. “Oh! Rintaro, hi.” You smiled, you had no right to be jealous of him, no right to feel anything but happiness for him, just as he must’ve felt nothing but happiness for you every time you turned around and- “Hey, are you crying?”

You blinked, rushing to wipe the tear that fell and immediately working to save your composure- to save face so you didn’t make anymore of a fool of yourself.

You laughed, not out of humor more so to try and mask the overwhelming surge of emotion you just experienced. “I’m fine, uhm- I really need to be going. It was nice seeing you Ri- Suna.” Giving him and the girl one last smile you turned on your heel and left, walking as fast as you deemed it socially acceptable to the train station. No longer being able to keep the tears at bay you purse your lips to keep from breaking out in sobs in the middle of the city.

You had no right to be sad. You had no right to be jealous. But wow was it hard to hold yourself together after seeing him completely moved on from you- happy and whole with somebody else. Looking up to the sky you just hoped and prayed she treasured him, and didn’t take him for granted like you had.

“Look into his angel eyes, You'll think you're in paradise, And one day you'll find out he wears a disguise, Don't look too deep into those angel eyes”

“Rin who was that- Rin?!” The girl’s eyes widened, in all their years of knowing each other she could count on one hand the amount of times she had seen her brother cry. Suna took a deep breath bringing up a hand to wipe his eyes and ushered out an ‘i’m fine’ before slinging an arm around his little sister's shoulders and continuing on their way.

#haikyu x reader #suna x reader #suna rintaro #suna angst #still not gonna tag atsumu LOL thats not fair to atsumu simps #suna x y/n #haikyuufanfiction #haikyuu angst

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the-travelling-witch · 2 years

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okay okay i just met suna!! and can we talk about osamu miya why is he kindaaa-

the first time i saw samu i was like “i want THAT one” he’s so fine ㅠㅠ

but suna is also just so- ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭

#coffee & tea break #letter from: the lovely lemongreent3a ✿#holly simps on main #current crush: inarizaki #haikyuu #miya osamu #suna rintarou

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missmeinyourbones · 1 year

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in my head you look like trixie tang .. n suna is your simp ass timmy < 3

OH NY GODD i am smiling embarrassingly hard rn…. don’t mind me just… saving that second pic rq <3 LOL

but this may be the highest tier of compliment, ej!!!! while the only things me and trixie may have in common is being brunettes who need attention, I will gladly accept this perception thank u

#‘suna is your simp ass Timmy’ IS SO FUNNY IM GIGGLING #the dedication of the edit ❤️ love u baby

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minisizedshikigami · 2 years

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I just had the realization that Miya Osamu is in fact very hot, and now he's in the ominous corner waiting to take the spotlight whenever I see even a sliver of him

And I'm conflicted whether to let him wreck me or to shove him aside

#miya osamu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #please sir #why is he so hot #I just wanna simp at suna in peace #pls help

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yutatube · 2 years

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I know I can’t commit to anything I write but imagine if I wrote a street racer suna fic

#—www.suna says shit #—www.what if #okay but like I like it #i just can’t commit #like remember little dark age?#exactly #suna x reader #suna simps pls help

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fluffyf0x · 1 year

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I'm like dead inside and there's class and like I got a oneshot idea

#i will cry #Suna is handsome #I'm simping so bad for him recently #Suna is deffo my type #I'm a suna kinnie too maybe #oneshots aaaaa #renfox

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lele-11 · 6 months

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Thinking abt every day

(Made from CapCut Template)

#haikyuu #hq #relatable #obssessing #rintaro suna #sunarin #haikyuu suna #suna rintarō #suna rintaro #rintarou #rintaro #capcut #calling all suna simps

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byunbqbes · 1 year

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HQ BOYS MEETING A BEAUTIFUL FAN

⟶ ft. kuroo, suna, ushijima

♡ kuroo

"kuroo? kuroo testurou?"

kuroo whips around, ready to apologise to whoever that the nekoma volleyball team is currently rushing to catch their bus back to school, when he's suddenly hit with...

kuroo's jaw drops.

he doesn't even know how to describe what he's seeing. all he knows is that he's currently staring at the girl of his dreams.

"um, could i take a video with you?" you give him a tentative grin, before rocking back on your heels, adding, "and if it's okay, could you wish my friend to get well soon?"

kuroo immediately closes his mouth, aware that he looks completely stupid in front of the cutest girl he's ever laid eyes on. he gazes at you with his iconic half-lidded eyes, hoping he sounds more confident than the way his heart is clenching in his chest, "oh? a video? and what's your friend's name?"

"misaki! she's your biggest fan but she couldn't be here because she's sick today." kuroo nods empathetically at your explanation, internally swooning because you're going to such lengths for your sick friend? that is so cute.

"sure! a video's nothing! hang on - kenma, help us take a video!"

kenma turns around, about to protest how they have no more time to entertain fangirls when he sees kuroo slinging an arm around you. kuroo shoots kenma a pleading look and kenma finds himself sighing because, of course, kuroo is absolute putty for pretty girls.

when coach nekomata calls for kuroo and kenma, kuroo frowns as he removes his arm around your waist, before he gets an idea.

he leans in closer to you, pressing something into your hands, smirking, "return this to me in school."

before you can even open your mouth and protest, kuroo's gone.

you look down in your hands and see his nekoma jacket crumpling between your fingers as you giggle to yourself.

♡ suna

suna is normally cool as a cucumber, eyes glued to his phone nonchalantly whenever a group of fangirls approach his teammates and gush animatedly.

normally.

he thinks he's being slick when he sneaks a few glances your way, heart clenching in his chest as he sees you move closer - or rather sees your friends drag you towards...him?

suna quickly assesses his situation and scans the area around him - no, the miya twins were not around him. this could only mean one thing - you're headed straight in his direction.

before he has the time to really freak out about an angel of a girl approaching him, you're already getting pushed towards him, with your friends' soft snickers in the background. and you're beaming up at him softly.

he feels his heart in his throat when he hears you repeat, gesturing to your friend who's holding up a polaroid camera, "are you okay to take a photo with me?"

okay? fuck. he is more than okay.

suna blinks, regaining a little composure. straightening his jersey, suna nods at you silently and wraps an arm around your shoulder, hoping you don't hear the way his heart is hammering thunderously against his chest.

holy shit. how do you smell amazing too? what was that - vanilla or something floral?

as suna tries to figure out what exactly is the intoxicating scent wafting around him, the photo is over, a little too fast might he add. he feels you pulling away from him and his arm drops back to his sides.

he knows he sounds uncharacteristically simp-y and even cringes a little at himself, but he knows he will forever regret it if he didn't ask you.

"do you wanna have another photo? with the polaroid camera, i mean."

suna may or may not have left his number behind the second polaroid.

♡ ushijima

"hi!"

ushijima feels a gentle tap on his shoulder right after he hears you. he turns around slowly and -

there is no way you are real.

"hello." he greets, looking stoic in contrast to the way he's internally panicking.

ushijima feels his grip tighten on the volleyball he's holding, taking in the way your eyes shine under the harsh gym lights. he listens to you ramble something about being a fan of his and a reporter as his eyes continue to glaze over your angelic figure, only snapping out of it when he feels kageyama nudging his side.

"so ermmm, what do you do in your free time?" you repeat helpfully, prodding a pen against your notepad.

"uhm." ushijima feels his face heating up. "i take care of my plants."

you're immediately gasping, "no way! i'm a plant mom too!"

"oh, uhhh," ushijima swallows, growing impossibly redder at the revelation of your shared hobby, "what do you grow?"

"roses!"

of course. that suits you, he thinks, pretty flowers for a pretty girl.

before ushijima knows it, he's spluttering nervously, "there's...actually a nursery around here..."

you look up from your notepad, eyes crinkling excitedly as you listen to ushijima explain how to get there. but after a couple of failed descriptions, ushijima scratches his head, "i-if you're not too busy afterwards, i could take you there?"

your eyes widen at the insinuation, before you nod shyly and give ushijima a small smile, which he finds himself melting at.

did ushijima just score himself a date? maybe.

is he complaining? oh hell no.

🤍 reblogs are very appreciated!

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rintarolovebot · 1 year

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HAPPY VALENTINE’S!

summary — in which your athlete boyfriend decided to take a day off from practice on the day before his big game, to spend valentine’s day with you, the most special person in his life.

author’s note my very very very late valentine’s day post <3 isn’t the best but it works ><

you were expecting an empty space beside you as you awoke at 7 am in the morning. to see your boyfriend’s arms draped over your waist surprised and confused you.

you wondered if he accidentally slept in.

oh, shit! did he? he’s gonna get an earful from his coach when he gets there..

you shake him awake “rin? love, wake up.”

he stirs awake.. a bit. well, progress.

“you’re late for practice,” you told him. he rubs his eyes as he gets adjusted to the light from your bedroom’s window. your eyes softened while watching him do the things people do on a daily basis but something about watching him do it makes you melt.

he just looks so cute doing normal habits. you already came to a conclusion that you were a simp for your own boyfriend — and it didn’t even bother you.

you are so in love with him. it hurts. you could only hope he feels the same way.

and well, little did you know — he does. even more. he feels more love than what you feel for him.

he fell first. you fell harder. he fell even harder.

when he finally opens his eyes, you smile at him. “hi, good morning. you’re late for practice,” you chuckled mid-sentence.

your hands find its way to his hair as you pushed back his bangs to kiss his forehead. he closes his eyes and exhaled softly.

he feels so much love for you — it makes him want to cry sometimes because he has not never felt this much love in his entire life. and he’s damn sure he would never let anyone take this love he’s feeling from you away.

you two were a thing ever since high school, and now you two are both adults working for a stable life. you two have come a long way in life, and will continue to strive life’s obstacles together.

and he vowed he would always be yours.

“what’re you thinking about?” you asked him when you saw him stare at you. his eyes were soft, full of love and comfort.

he smiles, “just how much i love you.”

you snorted, “well stop thinking about me and get ready. your coach is gonna make you run laps and i’m gonna have to massage your back again because you’re not going to stop bitching about how sore they are,” you joked.

he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to his chest. “you like it when you massage me. don’t deny, babe,” he nudged his face onto your waist.

your hands fiddled with his hair as he continued to rub his face onto your waist. “i have to make breakfast, let go.” he simply just shook his head and tightened his hold on you.

“it’s valentine’s day, baby. let’s stay in bed longer,” he murmured.

so, that’s why he got a day off? for valentine’s day?

“you got a day off to spend valentine’s day for me?” you teased. “the suna rintaro is going soft for me, it seems.”

you could feel his smile as he raised his head to speak his mind. you were expecting a snarky remark but he said, “i did. wanted to spend the day of love with my girl,” he gives a toothy smile when he sees you roll your eyes.

“that’s so cheesy, let go of me,” you said. he went back to his previous position — his face squished against your waist while his limbs were tangled with yours.

the cold temperature from your air conditioning unit while the sunlight peaks through the blinds makes you want to give in to your boyfriend’s wants and stay in bed a little longer.

and boy, did you give in.

you fixed your position and pulled rintaro’s head closer to your chest as he snuggles around your body. you kiss his forehead again before squishing your cheek onto the top of his head.

this is home, you figured.

additional hi hehehehe

#w(v)rites #im so in love with this man??? i need help #HES SO AKSFHDJFTJRNFJ #i lov him sm #anywayyyyy happy valentine’s day people <3 #hq suna #suna rintaro x reader #suna rintarou imagines #suna rintaro scenarios #haikyuu fluff #suna rintaro x you #suna x reader #suna x you #suna fluff

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kuroosdarling · 2 years

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HQ men + loving moments during sex

ft. bokuto, suna, kuroo, semi, oikawa

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

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

bokuto:

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

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

suna:

sunas favorite thing in the world was to bury his head between your thighs after a long day of practice. mindlessly lapping at your cunt, circling his tongue around your clit as you pull on his hair, arching your back further away from the bed. he loved watching your reactions, peering up every so often with his deep green eyes to soak up every sinful moan that flowed from your lips. he’s hooked on your heavenly taste and only craves more and more. each time you tug his hair, he can’t help but groan straight into your cunt, the vibrations falling dangerously close to your clit. his body is begging for release as he involuntarily ruts against the mattress but he won’t let go until he’s had his fill of you. his pretty eyes flicker back up to your half-lidded ones, hazy with desire and adoration. he can’t help but pull back a bit and offer you a soft smile. he goes to rest his cheek against your inner thigh — his disheveled hair tickling the already overly sensitive area, sending small pulses of electricity through your body. his calloused hands soothingly rub along your shaky thighs as he admires you like you’re the one that hung the stars in the sky.

“how’d you get to be so pretty, huh?”

kuroo:

nothing beat coming home to you after a long day of work. enveloping himself in your love and sweet affection made his world feel right again. all he wanted to do was lay you down, stare into your eyes, and make love to you. so that’s exactly what he planned on doing. his fingertips dance down your body as he grabs hold of your thighs and spreads you open, gazing down at your cunt in pure adoration. his aching cock presses against his dress pants. it doesn’t take him long to free himself and line himself up at your entrance, ready to pour all of his love into you — so eager to feel that love returned to him like it always does. the two of you gaze at one another for a moment too long, a soft smile spreading across both of your faces. seeing you sprawled out for him, eager to accept him in the most intimate way, a way that only he had the pleasure of seeing, made his heart race even after all these years. he reaches down to caress your face as he eases his way into you, your cunt doing most the work as you suck him in. groaning, he leans in closer to you, his gaze still locked onto yours as he rests his forehead against yours.

“fuck — how do you always feel so incredible f’me?”

semi:

what started as an innocent shower, quickly turned into something more passionate. even while he was fucking himself into you against the wall, semi managed to make you feel like you were being gently cradled in all of his love. a constant stream of groans flew from his lips into your ear. his skillful hands were wrapped around you, the grip firm on your hips, so tight they were bound to leave little marks. the thought drove him wild. his lips carried him all around your body, leaving his mark against your neck, your shoulders, your back —anywhere he could. he needed to be closer to you, impossibly close. he couldn’t help but turn you around, a chance to look into your eyes as he felt his core begin to tighten. groaning, he took your hand and laced it with his own, pinning it onto the wall beside you. your sweet cries only fueled him more, you were just so perfect for him. your breathless kisses consumed his mind, overpowering what little control he had left. he pushed all the way into you as he came, your cunt milking him for all he was worth. pressing his forehead against yours, he can’t help but fall even a little more for you, if that was even possible.

“g-god angel, you drive me absolutely insane.”

oikawa:

oikawa loved mornings like these. it was his absolute favorite way to start his day. pulling you into his lap so you can have your way with him. he loved watching you chase your high, using him to do it. his hands cascade down the sides of your body, finding their place on your hips in an attempt to push you down even further onto him so he could reach the deepest parts of you. his desire for you had him in a haze, eager to accept everything you’d give him. your hands splayed across his chest as you moved your body back and forth, gazing down at him as you taunt him by setting a slower pace. even though he knows your teasing him, drawing out his pleasure in a way only you know how to — he’d never seen a more beautiful, ethereal sight in his life. he feels so lucky to have you in his life, to be by your side. his pretty moans fill the room as he sits up, wrapping his arms around you so you are tightly wound together, desperately grinding against one another. he needed to be as close with you as possible, pressing skin against skin. two bodies, one soul. he’s in a heaven that can only be found with you.

“atta girl — take whatever you need from me, ‘m all yours

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