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mzblkauthor · 5 months

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Bliss

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Plug!SunaXStoner!blackreader

Warnings: Smoking, and cussing.

WC:1.5k

Summary: You decide to hang with Atsumu's friends and one happens to have the best weed you've ever smoked

Genre: I honestly don't know

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You ain’t know what was wrong with you. Probably cause you were high as hell and had the munchies. “Girl lets go you bout high as hell,” currently you were at a party at Atsumu’s house and your bestie ,Kiyoko, was the designated driver and she couldn’t stand seeing you high out your mind while any nigga there would try to take of advantage of you. “Now you know damn well you’re the one that dragged me here. Don’t blame me for enjoying the party in my own way,” you told her scrunching your face up. But, you got up anyway cause ain't no way you bout to listen to her complain and blow your high. The music was fuzzy in your ears and every time you took a step it felt like you were walking on water. Yeah it's time for you to go home.

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Yesterday… was something. You ain't have a headache but almost everything was a blur. Definitely got a little too high. Fuck. “I hope I ain't did something I regret.” Getting up to go get some food you heard your phone somewhere in your sheets. Then after patting down what seems like your whole bed you finally found it and answered the phone call.

‘YYYY////NNNN’

“Bitch wtf why you moaning my name. You must like me huh,”

‘Girl-’

“ Its aight babygirl I know you luh me. Less fuck then get eloped”

‘Whoa first off I gotta boyfriend so we can’t get eloped second what you need in your life is some dick you horny freaky kinky fuck talking bout marriage and fucking. Girl bye’

“Fuck that nigga Tanaka. I can give so much more but you over here worried bout that bald ass wigga jigga boo.”

‘Whatever I’m loyal to my man. We for real locked in tight like a bootyhole’

“Ew fuck off my phone with that nasty ass shit. Ain't nobody asked what Tanaka’s little freaky ass likes in bed. He prolly like to be fucked instead of doing the fucking.”

‘Shut the fuck up’

“You shut the fuck up”

‘Aight I gotta go I luh you’

“Aight I love you too”

Hanging up the phone you saw a big tittied bitch getting fucked from the back. Woah. Your horny ass forgot to exit out of it yesterday “Damn I guess I do need dick in my life,” Closing the tab and heading downstairs you decided to make yourself some toast with hella butter cause that shit be hitting different when you first wake up. As you turned on the TV and got ready to chill for the rest of the day. You got a text message from Kiyoko.

Be ready in 30 mins We going to atsumus to hang Why i need to go???? Cause Tanaka wanna go and i dont wanna b by myself Plus you know them That doesnt mean i wanna go There’ll be weed. Dam u makin me seem like a feen Add in food and ill go Bet.

Groaning you got up and turned off the tv. After finishing your toast you went to get ready and chose a cute little outfit cause Atsumu be having fine ass friends. It was a spiderman crop top with jeans and your favorite spiderman beanie. You was looking mad cute but not like you was trying to hard. Cause you aint stunting no-mf-body. BEEP BEEP. “COME ON BITCH LETS GO,” the ghetto. You grabbed your bag and hurried to get your stuff. “Charger, phone, keys, pen, wallet, headphones” you told yourself going down the checklist of things you always put in your bag before you leave the house. You turned all the lights off and headed for the car after locking the door on your way out. “You know you coulda just texted me right,”

“Yeah but I didn’t want to”

Straight facing her you then nodded to Tanaka in the rearview mirror and closed the car door. No matter how much shit you talked about Tanaka you knew he was a cool dude yall just like to mess with each other hella. You put your headphones on and enjoyed the ride.

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Before even walking through the doors you were hit with the smell of za. There wasn’t a lot of people, maybe like 8 and you only knew 3 of them. Didn’t really matter though cause they were to high too notice you for real.

“Y/N!”

Well now they did. Atsumu’s loud ass had to yell your name. Bro don’t ever know how to talk swear, you awkwardly waved and sat on the couch closest to the door. “What’er you doin here? I ain't knew you were coming, if I did ya know I woulda gotten ready or whateva,” he was high as fuck whenever you two would get high together he always would be a flirt way more than he usually was. That's why you stopped smoking with him. He was a little too flirty for your liking. “Boy please ain't nobody worried bout you. Where’s your brother?” you told him casually brushing him off and changing the subject. “He’s in the kitchen where he always is. But you tryna roll up?”

This tall green eyed dude cleared his throat while looking at Atsumu with his face scrunched up. He was fine like something you never seen before. His tattoo’s were hot as hell in the lighting. It looked like a whole story on his arm and you wanted to ask about it but decided not to. And his eyes were somehow fox-like and the lips. God the lips. At this point you were just checking him out. Literally from the piercings lining his ears to his uncreased forces.

“Y/N!”

Slowly tuning back into the conversation and looking at Atsumu you asked him “Why you always yelling?”

“Maybe its cause you over there eye fucking Suna instead of paying attention,” he told you while taking a hit from the blunt. “Just cause I was looking that way doesn’t mean I was checking him out. Jealousy isn’t a good look on you booboo now what do you want,” you said rolling your eyes. Honestly on the inside you were embarrassed hella cause who wouldn’t be. “Well I was gonna ask if you wanna roll up,” you turned back to ‘Suna’, looked him in the eyes and asked “If it's ok with you..”

He nodded and took another hit, eyes not leaving yours. Fuck. He was fine as hell. Atsumu passed you the tray which already had everything you needed on it. Then you were in your zone, starting grinding, pouring, then rolling it all up. His eyes stayed on you. You felt it and with chase Atlantic playing in the background it made the vibe feel even better. Next thing you knew you licked the paper and closed the ends. You did pretty damn good for it being on the spot. “Roller gets first hit,” some white haired dude said tossing you the lighter. You said thanks while putting the blunt between your lips and lighting it.

Holy shit.

After 3 good hits and 30 minutes you were already up there. It felt as if your whole body was tingling and you knew if you were to get up you’d probably stumble a little bit. “Is this shit laced?” you said to nobody in particular.

“Nah, Suna’s shit is just strong,” the white haired dude said laughing and shaking his head.

Then as if he teleported in an apron Osamu called your name. “Y/n, I didn’t know you were here,”

You smiled up at him “ Yeah I knew you were in there cooking and I ain’t wanna bother you,” he kissed his teeth and then rolled his eyes.

Gesturing for you to get up he said “You know I don’t give a fuck about that shit next time come say hi. And gimmie a hug,” You got up ,without stumbling, and gave him a big hug. You and Osamu were mad cool like literally yall would meet almost every week.

“How come you don’t greet me like that when I come through the door?” it was the white haired dude who said that. You ain't know who the fuck that nigga was.

“Whatever, ignore him. Did Atsumu already introduce everybody?” You looked at Atsumu who was scratching his head and then shook your head no.

After he introduced everybody you had the munchies and wanted the food Kiyoko promised. But looking over you saw that she was knocked out on Tanaka’s shoulder. You put your headphones on and got up to go get some food low-key annoyed at the fact that you had to get up. You went to get water from the fridge and put some onigiri on a paper towel. Then sat on the counter as you got Brent Faiyaz pulled up. Whenever you were high you had to listen to music cause it felt like a journey that no one else could experience. Like the artist was talking specifically for you and only you. And Brent did that every time. So, it was just you swinging your legs on the counter while eating your onigiri while the music pulled you into a certain bliss that couldn't be replicated from anything else.

"Excuse me," you paused your chewing and stopped swinging your legs. It felt almost like a record scratch because the voice was deep as hell. You're gazed trailed from his feet to his eyes, it was obvious you were checking him out but, you were too high to give a fuck. "Excuse me," he said once again.

This time you answered, "Do you need something?" you asked while tilting your head and taking an earbud out.

He licked his lips and made his way to you "I was wondering if you wanted to come around next time we did something like this," now he was crossing his arms and leaning against the counter in front of you. He was confident. But, you couldn't tell if he was naturally like this or if the weed was a big factor of the way he was acting now. Fuck it, you thought. He was fine as hell but, you don't wanna seem easy.

"I don't know, I mean I don't even know you," you told him sweeping your eyes over his mouth "and if I do pull up. Will I have to pay? I don't wanna smoke up all your shit, that would be rude." This time you were staring at him in his eyes. Just like yours they were red and low. You knew what you were doing and so did he.

He smirked and said "As long as you roll up there wouldn't be a problem. I'm always the one rolling up it'd be nice for there to be a change."

You shrugged, "I'll think about it," telling him as you resumed kicking your legs. He pushed himself off the counter and in 2 strides was in front of you. He crouched down to your eye level and leaned forward to your ear.

"I don't think you understand," he was so close you could hear his mouth move "I want you there," his scent was overwhelming. You took a deep breath which caused your chest to press into him. You weren't wearing a bra. He noticed too, you could tell by the whisper of his laugh.

You brought your hand to his neck and slid it up to his hair. He moved his head away from your ear and stared at you, eye to eye. You bit your lip and clutched his hair at the nape of his neck.

Then tugging it lightly you told him, "I said, I'll think about it, I don't give a damn if you want me there or not." You gently pushed him back and jumped off the counter, then made your way back into the living room.

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AN: Are yall messing with this? And should I make this into a series?

Cause I feel like only a little bit was really Sunaxblackreader.

#anime x black y/n #anime x reader #x black reader #suna x reader #suna x blackreader #suna x black y/n #sunaxblackreader #haikyuu x black reader #haikyuu x black y/n #suna x y/n #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #stoner suna #stonersuna x blackreader #stoner suna x black y/n #stonersuna x y/n #stonersuna x reader

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rissouu · 4 months

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TYPES OF NAILS THEY LIKE ON YOU!

you let them pick your nails (mixed).

SUNA likes duck nails

EREN likes square nails (begs u to get ur toes did too)

ONYANKOPON likes sharp duck nails

CONNIE likes long dramatic nails

CHOSO just likes feet (but he’ll pick ur nails too if he feels like it)

©rissouu 2024 (part 2?? lmk and ill do it!)

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lumiinix · 1 year

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Boys who can’t sleep without your head laying his chest so every time he went abroad, he has to bring a weighted blanket to sleep easier but it still wasn’t the same :(

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!

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slut4sugu · 8 months

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PRETTY BABY ! — SUNA RINTARO X FEM!BLACK READER

[ʚ 🍓ɞ] summary: you attempted to treat your boyfriend by making him cum his brains out, little did you know that bet would soon fall through [ʚ 🍓ɞ] including + warnings: blowjobs, overstimulation, sub!suna x Dom!reader to soft!Dom suna x sub!reader, slight ass slapping, degradation and praise, use of the nicknames: doll, pretty girl, pretty, baby, whore, suna being whipped for reader, mentions of dumbifaction and squirting, mentions of hickeys [ʚ 🍓ɞ] genre: suggestion to smut

Kinktober Masterlist . Trust-Issues : Drake

YOU LOOKED UP AT YOUR BOYFRIEND WITH PLEADING EYES; “Cmon rinny! You literally never let me even try to top you.” You whined, which made suna laugh in response. “Yeah because I know that your just gonna beg me to fuck you once you get tired.” The raven said confidently, his gaze never leaving from his phone. Scoffing you challenge him. “Okay fine, if you really think that I’m that easy then let’s bet on it.” Suna’s eyes finally meet yours, now curious about what bet your trying to make. Knowing full well he intends for you to loose it. Leaning up on your knees you took the phone out of his hand, throwing it into a pile of clothes on your floor. Then crawling from your spot on the bed over to suna before sitting in his lap, crossing your arms behind his neck. “Now here’s the deal, since you think you a sex god or sum shit-“ “Never said that.” “Shut up rin.” You hated now his handsome smirk made your heart race, even after seeing it a hundred times. “-If I top you tonight and I make you cum from doing all the work-?” You lean in close to his ear, purposely grinding a little when you do so, “I get to do whatever I want to you for the rest of the night.” You stated, your pretty voice smooth yet firm. The smell of your strawberry shampoo body wash & lotion flooding nose as you came close, sunas senses starting to give into your natural charm. A groan left his lips as he felt you grind on his bulge through his sweats. “What’s in it for me pretty? Hm?” The feeling of his cold hands, going up under your baggy tee and holding your waist sending shivers down your spine. “Whatever you want. I’m not loosing this rin.” You say confidently as you sat straight up now. Your eyes studying your boyfriends features, as were his. “Alright fine then doll. But don’t whine when i win.” His green eyes flickered from your plump lips to your chocolate eyes, you smirked, “Oh baby, I won’t be whining for shit. You’ll be begging me to stop.”

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That’s how you ended up in between your boyfriends legs, teasingly licking fat stripes up the underside of his dick. Purposely slowing down when you would get to that one sensitive spot on his shaft, causing a string of curses to leave sunas lips. “Fuuckk doll.” His head thrown back all pretty on your pillows, the sight of this alone making your pussy clench around nothing. “You’re so pretty rinny.” You tease, letting out a giggle when you see the tip of his ears turn pink. “S-shut up.” A smile tugging at your lips as you kissed the pretty pink tip of your boyfriends cock, giggling once more when you saw his thighs shake from your peripheral vision. “Stop messing around and just- shit!” He damn near whimpered when he felt your mouth welcome his dick inside, you wasted no time as you took him inside inch by inch disappearing in your throat. You gagged a little once you reached the base, but you were determined to deepthroat him. The sound of his groans and pleas were too sweet to miss. “You feel so good doll, fuckkk.” His eyes were squeezed shut as he felt you start bobbing up and down, you had only deepthroated him once before this a couple of months ago and it’s safe to say he missed being in your throat. You hummed around the base of his cock, the feeling of his hand coming down and grabbing a fistful of your braids pushing you down slightly made you moan, his other grabbing the sheets tightly causing his knuckles to turn white.

Finally opening his eyes, he saw you looking up at him with your pretty doe eyes. Hearts forming in them just for him, as they bored into his. “God you’re so fuckin cute like this, sucking me so-” A pornographic moan erupted from suna’s throat as you flattened your tongue and quickened your pace. Shooting him a look that said, “shut up or I’ll make you.’ Despite your wetness soaking your panties, though it was his fault. His precum tasted almost sweet yet salty on your tongue, and the occasional thrust into your mouth had your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Sounds of your drooling on his dick and moans/groans filled the room, your core grew unbelievably needy while you sucked his dick. You itched for the feeling of being stuffed full by his shaft as you sucked, further growing more horny by the second. His dick twitched into your mouth as he grew louder, “Baby shiiit, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t fuck-!” Words fell deaf on his tongue as the coil in his stomach began to unravel faster by the second. Finally unraveling when he saw your pretty eyes practically beg for him to cum. whimpering slightly as his seed flooded your mouth. Drinking up all of it you hummed with content, while suna was catching his breath.

Your mouth left his tip with a pop sound, licking your lips you smiled at the mess that laid there before you. Grinning as you saw his flushed face, “Aw baby, are you tired?” You teased, your saccharine voice, your hips, your thighs, your pretty acrylics (with his initials on them), your f/c faux locs driving the brunette insane. You were a perfect angel, a sexy, cute, beautiful angel that just made him cum in your mouth. So when he felt your soft hand cup his cheek and press a sweet kiss to his lips, who was he to say no? He Kissed you back before pulling away and saying, “Hell no, give me all you got pretty girl.”

As the night progressed you saw a different side of your boyfriend, a needy yet sweet side. He would yearn for more kisses from you and your touch, almost whining when you would rather leave hickeys on him rather than have his tongue down your throat. The male beneath you grunts when your teased the head of his cock with your entrance, lubing it with his pre cum and your slick that has collected from making out with suna. Your boyfriend’s big palms find their way to your thighs to finally have you hover over his dick, making the blockers pretty pink tip slowly push against your hole and it’s way inside. His neediness clearly visible in his eyes as he tries to push you down on his throbbing cock. “Rin what are you- ah.” Even after being split open on your boyfriends dick numerous times the pleasure never ceases to feel like the first time all over again. The familiar delicious stretch you would feel as his veiny shaft filled you up so nicely. You gripped his shoulders for support as your eyes rolled back, your mouth agape as you finally gave in to your desires. Sucking in a breath rintaro felt your tight velvety walls suck him in impossibly deeper, “Fuck the bet you feel too fucking good right now.” You were going to object but the feeling you’ve been missing all night made you forget about the stupid bet, you could top him another day.

The raven softly starts to buck his hips up into yours without warning, causing soft moans to slip past your lips. “Rinny wait- your too *slap* fuck!” You grew tighter as you suddenly felt the pleasure and pain of suna slapping your rear. One hand now gripping your waist the other squeezing the fat of your ass. “I said fuck *thrust* the challenge didn’t I? So stop whining like baby when you know damn well you’re a whore for getting fucked dumb.” Sunas voice was stern yet so damn hot you gripped his cock tighter just from feeling his hot breath on the shell of your ear as he degraded you. Letting out a string of curses he chuckled, “And the fact that you actually thought that you were gonna ‘have me begging for you to stop.’ is almost fucking cute.” You hid your face in his neck, a slight pout on your pink glossed lips. “Shut up.” You mumbled, “just wanted to see if I could make you feel as good as you make me.”

“That’s what this was all about? Damn your dumb.” You rolled your eyes and sucked your teeth before nibbling purposefully on the sensitive vein on his neck, erecting a soft moan from your boyfriend. “What are you gonna do about it then? Fuck me dumb?” You asked mockingly in a sweet voice, you always were such a brat but you never seemed to learn your lesson. So when rintaro's eyes shined with that look of lust and hidden intent you already knew what time it was, “Yeah pretty much .”

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That’s how you ended up face first into the mattress, your ass in the air as you got fucked into the pillows. Mewling, as your body writhed with pleasure. You always said that, ‘s too big rinny!’ or ‘slow down!’ and yet, he knew you could take it. You've done it many times before. That’s why he reached further into the space you had created to bunch up the back of your shirt and used it as leverage as though he were pulling your hair to pummel into you faster and deeper. Your ass rhythmically pounded on his pelvis, sending a lewd ringing through your own ears as it echoed off the bedroom walls. Something about this lewd position you were in mixed with the feeling of Suna’s cock hitting those sweet spots inside of you, egging you on more than usual. Your high getting close and he could feel it.

“G’na cum pretty?” He grunted as his other hands squeezed your hip, his blunt nails digging into your flesh. His moans were heavenly, a sound you always loved to hear, as your walls fluttered around him. His pace grew relentless, barely giving you time to breathe or even think as he forced your hips to fuck back onto him, drawing a helpless gasp or delighted moan from your pretty lips with each thrust. You began to shake in his hold, your breath coming out in hot pants as your end grew near. Your voice reaching a higher pitch, your pink nails digging into the bed, your brown skin marked up with hickeys and love bites.. you looked like a work of art. “Please rinny hah please, wanna fuck cum..!” You could barely get the words out as he fucked you within an inch of your life.

“Y’gunna cream around my cock? Make a pretty mess on f’me baby?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Came your loud, unapologetic sounds of unfiltered, pornographic babbles of sheer bliss.

Neither of you could hold back anymore. Suna spilled rope after rope of his hot, sticky seed into your abused cunt while your pretty folds creamed around his shaft. Blissed panting, filled the air around you. Only couple seconds pass before your boyfriend continues his unwavering attack on your pussy, your once loosened grip on the sheets now tightened again as you let out confused babbles and whines into the pillows. “Don’t hah, act so surprised I said i was going to fuck you dumb. And I meant it.” Following this statement suna sent harsh slaps to your ass, causing yelps and moans to fill the walls of the bedroom. His eyes now low as he gripped the sides of your hips and was almost entranced by how your ass was starting to grow red from his hits. “All of this thrust. for me baby? Hm?” The deep thrusts inside your sensitive cunt drove you insane, your brain started to turn to mush as the sound of skin slapping further started to drive you to your next climax. All you could do was nod as you felt the coil in your stomach begin to unravel again, if your face wasn’t stuffed in the pillows at the time you would’ve came from the sight of Sunas abs glistening with sweat and loose strands of hair stuck to his forehead, and that goddamn sexy smirk that was plastered on his handsome face.

With a swift motion, the blocker thrusted his hips forward, driving his bulging cock deeper into you, aching against every inch of your inner walls. the sensation was both pleasurable and torturous, that left you convulsing and twitching with pleasure as you came for the second time around his shaft. Coating his cock with more of your essence mixed with his cum. “God your so pretty like this-” Leaning down he kissed your shoulder blade, before leaving another hickey. This time behind your ear, a dark purple spot forming in seconds. “-all messy and tired. But I bet you still want more right?” You hummed softly in response despite your body being unable to move, “Heh, good because I wasn’t planning on stopping anytime soon, now be a good pretty little doll and squirt on my dick this time kay?”

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zu8her · 10 months

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✧･ﾟSuna Rintarou | Sweet — just suna being extremely horny

✧･ﾟtags — lots of cum. like a lot. an ungodly amount. non penetrative sex. video call. audio porn. nudes. black!reader. thick!reader. fantasising. switch!suna. no beta. maybe a part 2 if im feeling up to it. masturbating. cock fisting. cock. cock. cock. whiny!suna. Virgin!Suna switch!suna. voicenote.

✧･ﾟnotes — this is the fastest fic i have written thus far. it's inspired by @chrollohearttags and @forusomimiya (y'all are fucking amazing). i dabbled a little bit and added some of my own characterisation to suna. i really hope yall like it.

✧･ﾟ— word count: 1.6K

She's cute. So fucking cute. He thinks staring down at a picture she recently posted. Her hair’s in mini twists. She has on a cherry pink dress with a white-ish nude pink corset outlining her waist. She lays on her signature plaid punch pink picnic mat, snacks surrounding her with a porcelain vase in the centre containing sweet pea vines. She looks up at the camera with a smile. Her hickory skin producing an angelic luminance under the sun's honey glimmer.

Her friend's rust coloured hand can be spotted at the crook of the photo with their glamorous green acrylics in view tapping against the mat.

But his eyes only fixate on her. Her glistening skin, her chest pushed up with the help of the corset (he questions if it was deliberate or not), her thighs in view as her dress is hiked up slightly and her alluring smile.

His eyes has been taking in every tantalising detail of her body. He grunts, a moan or two slipping out, stroking his cock faster. Hissing at the cum seeping down his shaft.

He'd like to say that this doesn't happen often but it does. Him relentlessly stroking his cock for her, because of her, is a near daily occurrence for him. The mere thought of her would make him palm his cock through his sweatpants. The mere sight of her as he scrolled through his phone would make him throw his head back closing his eyes to filthy images of her.

Like right now, viciously fisting his cock. He groans as yet another shaking orgasm washes over him. His cum running down his hand gathering with the previous spurts of cum and precum. It landing on his tile floor and droplets on his phone. It rolls down from his cum-covered balls onto his sweatpants he pulled down a good 2-3 hours ago. His mind too dazed to even conceive the time or how many times he had cum.

To overwhelmed to hold it, he drops his phone. Shutting his eyes, he envisions her with his cock in her mouth. Teasing him with little licks at his tip and her hand running up and down his cock.

He’d always think about her. During practice, lectures, at some of event where he sat for hours, at home, with a smirk planted on his face as she scolds him after finding a piece of her clothing he had hidden in his room after she forgot it there. "You think this is funny? I thought someone stole it. I've been looking for this."

His thoughts would be filled with her. Her in utter ecstasy. Her flowerful voice always in his head, dripping with lust as it whines, moans, gasps and giggles.

“Fuck me, Rin.”

“I’ll make you feel so good, baby.”

“Be a good boy and let me fuck you, Rin.”

“Touch yourself for me, baby.”

He’s been violently horny, since he became her boyfriend. She knows his for a fact. He's always teasing her. Pressing his hard cock against her ass and whispering the things he'd do to her. “What about we get out of here and you show me what you're hiding under this shirt, hmm? Would you like that?”

This is especially enticing for him because he has not done anything with anyone yet. She has. The thoughts of his 'extremely fucking attractive and experienced' girlfriend fucking him, would rile him up. It would have him in the bathroom rubbing one out with images of her between his legs lapping up all his cum and him fucking her pretty little throat, filling it and watching her swallow.

He'd spent hours fantasising about fucking her in everyway imaginable.

With her bent over his knee as he fucks his fingers into her. Licking off her cum. How would it taste like, he seldom ponders. Would it be as sweet as her.

Her legs over his shoulder, while he moans her name and fucks his cock into her wet cunt. Rubbing her clit as he feels her cum on his cock. How would that feel like?

With her laying on her stomach, drool running down her cheek as he fucks her from behind. Watching her ass repeatedly bounce against his cock.

From the side, holding her leg up as he plunges every inch of his cock into her. Sloppily kissing her. Looking through his mirror at her tits bouncing with his thrusts.

This is torture. Depriving him from fucking her (even if it was him who said he'd like to take things slow). Surely, she had to suffer alongside him. Probably with her wand, pressing it against her clit. Her ass up, legs spread rubbing her clit and teasing her soft fingers inside her slit.

He often wonders if she fucks herself to the thought of him. Does she grope her tits and press her thighs together at the photos she has of him, at the photos he sends?

These thoughts would send him into a frenzy, that leaves him with his cock hard again. Then he'd retreat to his bed or bathroom with his trusty phone and the baby wipes she had left in his dorm and forgot about.

He'd like her to experience and bare the brunt of the disgustingly lewd lust she brought onto him. He'd be cruel, evil even. Torturing her by sending her pictures of his hard cock with his pretty pink tip, audios of him moaning for her, videos of his throbbing cock. His cock twitching with cum all over it, his hand too, holding the base while cum drips onto his stomach. Deliberately but vaguely placing emphasis on his hand or taking it out of the frame entirely because he knows how much she loves his hands.

This night. This normal, Sunday evening, he felt particularly needy. He came, and came, and came. To the point that a small puddle of his cum formed. The ache started when he woke up scrolling through his phone to find a voicenote she had sent to him, of her quiet moans and whimpers with the sound of her vibrator accompanying her, in retaliation. He listened to it on his way to the bathroom. Which is where he stays currently, stroking his cock again after finally ceasing stroking his cock an hour ago.

He cleaned up. Throwing his dirty sweatpants in the laundry hamper. Just then is when he caught a glimpse of her underwear and hot pink towel hanging over the rack.

So, he sits on his toilet with her towel wrapped around his neck inhaling her scent and rubbing her thong against his cock.

While he continued to indulge in his fantasies, she sat by her desk with scented candles, her computer in front of her as she finished her paper. She hums to the music slightly bobbing her head feeling her twists brush against her cheeks.

Feeling her phone vibrate she picks it up. She has notification. A message from: ☆*: .｡.Rin🤎.｡.:*☆ with a video attached to it.

Seeing that, she stops. It’s either him beginning his tirade of bombarding her with videos he found funny (his humour is quite... stale but she loves him for it), the practice match footage, random volleyball plays he wanted to try or him begging her to come fuck him. He’d done this many times. She’d respond with a picture of herself effectively worsen his problem, sometimes she'd be kind and send him a message telling him to care of it himself/ to fuck off (which she found he enjoyed) or her laying in bed with her vibrator between her folds rewatching the video, over, and over, and over again.

She sits thinking. Finish the essay now, but she does have 3 more weeks before she has to hand this in. Her eyes snap to her phone when she receives yet another message from him. She discards all reason and opens it. Clicking on the notification the video automatically plays.

Her screen is filled with his cum-covered cock. It would be abhorrent how much cum covers his cock and hand if she did not find it attractive, which she does. Over her speakers softly plays the sloppy sound of him rubbing his cock and him moaning. She presses her thighs together when he finally speaks.

“Hey, baby.” His husky voice greets.

“Look what you’ve done…” He sniffs. “You did this. Fuck- You have me stroking my cock like this… You won’t even help me… Look how hard it is… I just need- just- fuck- please, please come fuck me, baby.” His deep voice whines.

“I’ll do anything. I’ll be good. Just please let me fuck you." His voice softens. "I'll be good."

He continues, unable to form a coherent thought or sentence with his mind dazed in a haze of pleasure. Just blabbering whatever slips out with his moans.

“You’re so pretty y/n. So fucking pretty. Just thinking about you… Fuck-” He whines as cums spurts onto his stomach and drip down his hand.

Hearing only his whimpers for a few moments as he gathers himself. Then he slips into a domineering tone with his sly chuckle.

“Please, come fuck me. Just your tits will be fine. Or let me eat you out. Or just come watch me. Watch me fuck myself for you. Just for you.”

The camera flips and she's met with his face. Sweat runs down his face, his yellow eyes dull with lust as he gives a fucked-out grin before his face twists and he deliverers a deep moan. She hears him continue to sloppily stroke his cock.

“Fuck, I’m still cumming for you.”

He pants, him biting his lower lip. With a chuckle the video ends.

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sat0-get0 · 1 year

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・❥ 𝐋𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞 - 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐚

ꕥ 𝙘𝙬 : 𝙬𝙘: 1.7𝙠, 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙘𝙖𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙭 (𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙤, 𝙙𝙪𝙝), 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙡 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 (𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙥 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙚), 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙥, 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙮!𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙖, 𝙥𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 (𝙢𝙖𝙢𝙖 & 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮), 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜/𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 (𝙞 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙮'𝙖𝙡𝙡), 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙨, 𝙪𝙣𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙭/𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙚 (𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 #𝙛𝙩𝙠), 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙢, 𝙈𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙 (𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙨𝙮), 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 | 𝙢𝙙𝙣𝙞

✎ 𝘢𝘯 : 𝘪 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 :(. 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘪 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝘪𝘧 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘱𝘭𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘬 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘦? 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺! ༄

Suna whistles lowly, watching as you grab your purse and pack things inside it. You hear his footsteps behind you as you pack your lipgloss and lip liner, expecting him to do something cute like wrap his arms around your waist. Instead you yelp as you feel his hand slap your ass, making the flesh jiggle in your velvet dress.

"Rin," you say sternly, he can already imagine your facial expression too. You zip up your hand bag, picking it up before turning around. You look into Suna's almond eyes but it doesn't meet yours, he's too busy scanning your body, practically drooling. "Let's go, Rinnie." you say, walking away. You barely get 2 inches away because he's pulling you back, your tits pressed against his chest, giving him the best sight he could ever ask for.

"You look so good, baby." he says with a lick of his lips, hands going from your hips down to your ass. He doesn't even mind your lip gloss as you peck his lips, feeling the way he gives your ass a good squeeze. "Don't get any ideas. You always do this when we go out together." you warn kindly, smoothing down his shirt. He lets you for a few seconds before you look back up at him, looking a little too delectable. "I won't, don't worry." he tells you, leaning down to press his lips against yours.

You walk out the door of your house, Suna following closely behind you. The limo has been waiting for you for a while now (your fault for taking your sweet time making finishing touches on your appearance). Suna's eyes are stuck on the sway of your hips until you get in, leaving the door open for him to also climb into the limo. A bottle of wine and glass cups awaits you inside and of course you have to indulge yourself with a cup or two (or maybe three). You grab a glass, pouring a considerable amount of the dark red wine into your cup.

Suna watches the way you purse your lips as you bring the glass up, careful to not fuck up your lip gloss. You still manage to leave a smudge on the rim of the glass after you've taken a well needed sip, putting the glass down carefully. "C'mere." You turn to Suna as he calls over for you. You're literally so close to him that your thighs are touching. "What?" He pats his lap and you dead pan at him. "Are you gonna act right if I sit there?" he scoffs before spreading his legs wider. "Yea now come sit down, mama."

You swing your leg over his before settling down on his lap, his hands finding purchase on your waist. "Clingy." you tease him. You're stuck between kissing him and risking getting your pussy pounded right here in this limo and teasing him but not giving in to his wants. The problem is, your wants are also his wants which creates this internal battle you're having.

"I just like having you on top of me." he says lowly, trying to maintain eye contact and not focus on the way your dress rises up, exposing your thighs and almost giving him a peek of your panties. "I like it either when you sit on my lap," he adds before tightening his grip on your waist. "or when you're bouncing on it." You know exactly what it is and Suna can't hide the way he grins at your reaction. He's too hot and you're more aware of that than ever. His lips are so enticing and he can't help the way his ego inflates a little bit when you can't even maintain eye contact yourself, constantly letting your gaze linger on his plush lips every few seconds.

"I told you to act right." you tell him with sass to mask your growing lust, feeling the way he rubs your ass. "It don't look like you want me to act right." he retorts, still aware of you looking at his lips intently. "If you want a kiss, just gimme one." You fold at the rasp in his voice and are thankful at the fact that your lip gloss is drying. You lean in and kiss him the way you've been wanting to, wrapping your arms around his neck, holding onto your wrist behind his head.

He groans against your plush lips, feeling up your body until his hands land on your thighs. You suck on his lower lip, earning you a squeeze on your thighs. You can feel your arousal dampening the lacy fabric of your panties as his tongue meets yours and you can't help but feel like a hypocrite. You pull away as you feel Suna adjust beneath you, pressing his bulge against your clothed cunt. A laugh rumbles deep in his chest as he looks at your flustered expression. "Sorry, mama, you look too good." he admits.

You move slightly in his lap, breath hitching slightly as you feel his dick grind against your clit. You think for a moment, looking him up and down, from his lips to his eyes before giving in. You look back to where the driver is, making sure the privacy screen of the limo is up before making your decision. "Please make it quick, Rinnie. We're almost there." You don't have to tell him twice as he begins undoing his belt. You get up momentarily to pull your panties off, making sure to be careful when maneuvering it around your heels. You throw it to the side carelessly before settling back on Suna's lap, your lips on his in an instant.

Now that both of you are exposed, he takes the opportunity to spread your slick on his cock, grinding your sexes against each other eagerly. You can feel his throbbing over your own, moaning softly into his mouth at the feeling. "Inside, baby, inside." he groans, lifting your hips up. You let him, gasping against his lips as you feel his tip enter your pussy. "Rinnie," you whimper, clawing at his back through his shirt as he barely thrusts upwards, getting his dick deeper inside you.

He replies to you with a hum, trailing kisses down your jaw and to your neck. You whine at the stretch as you slowly go down his dick until your thighs make contact with his. "That's it, mama." he mumbles, feeling the way you pulse around him. He let's you adjust to him, taking the time to litter your exposed collar bone with hickeys. You're grinding down on him without meaning to, feeling his dick press against that sweet spot deep inside you.

Your break time is over when you feel him lift his hips, fucking up into you. He's thankful for the dress you decided to wear, easily bringing down the straps and exposing your nipples since you decided to go braless. His mouth latches onto your bud, letting out a moan against your skin as his cock pistons in and out of your sweet pussy. He releases it with a pop and you shudder as air hits the moist area. You lean in to capture his lips with yours, letting him put in work as he pounds you with vigor.

"Feels good, baby?" he asks and you nod, pressing your forehead against his. He's glad he pulled his pants down enough because your arousal seemed to be leaking nonstop, dripping down to his balls and thighs. "Feels good, Rinnie. So so good." you mewl, eyes shut tightly at the pleasure. He can tell with the way you're throbbing, the way you grip the back of his shirt that'll inevitably leave wrinkles, and the way your pussy squeezes his dick. You can't help it when he fits inside you so nicely, knowing exactly how to put his impressive size to use.

"Gonna cum, mama?" he asks genuinely, knowing your body better than yours. Your breathing patterns have changed and your pussy begins to flutter, creating an amazing feeling for himself. You rest your head in the crook of his neck, giving him a nod. "Mhm." you hum, eyes shutting tightly as you chase the feeling and he helps bring it to you. His dick moving in and out of you at a constant speed as he kisses your neck is enough to do it for you, causing you to cry out louder than you expected. "Fuck, baby, I feel it. Feel you coming on me."

Suna's not too far behind speeding up his thrusts as he feels himself on the verge of bursting inside you. "Lemme cum in this pretty pussy." he moans, throwing his head back against the car seat. You nod eagerly, a series of 'yes's escaping you as he starts overstimulating you. He suddenly comes to a stop with one hard thrust, pumping you full of everything he can give. Spurt after spurt has your head reeling, feeling the way he fills you up. "So fucking perfect, mama. Love you so much. So fucking much." he rambles as he mindlessly rides out his high, giving you slow short thrusts.

The driver comes to a halt and you scramble to get off of Suna's cock, squealing as you try to avoid dripping his cum from your pussy. He watches you as he simply pulls his boxers and pants back up, fixing his belt and calling it a day. You on the other hand are telling Suna to keep the car door locked, cleaning your inner thighs with your emergency wipes and fixing your hair all in 3 minutes. He waits patiently as you reapply your lip liner, carefully sliding your lip gloss across your top and bottom lip.

You hear a knock on the car window and give Suna the okay to open it. You're immediately met with the faces of 'Samu and 'Tsumu, a dead pan and a bright smile. Their faces immediately change as both their jaws drop, backing up to allow the two of you to exit. "It smells like sex in there." Atsumu says bluntly, earning him a shove from his twin. "I was thinking it but I didn't say it." Osamu agrees. You slap Suna's shoulder, telling him "I told you!". He raises his brow at you, starting with a, 'Didn't you' before you interject with a 'just go inside' as you make your way inside the party.

𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✩

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spliffymae · 1 year

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let u decide, rintarō suna

synopsis: some days you loved him, others you wish you never met him. some days he hated the fact you were simply breathing, other days he wanted to be against your chest, listening to your heartbeat. he’s your ex—your ex friend, your ex fling, your ex boyfriend. you should be moving on! so why are you still with him?

⚠️mentions of drug use, swearing, exboyfriend!suna, plug!suna, on/off again relationship, arguing, guilt tripping, gaslighting, inconclusive ending.

kio’s notes - here’s my intro to the haikyuu fic world! also the ending is intended to be the way it is. the goal is to have you (the reader aka y/n) to determine their fate w suna. y’all gonna continue the cycle or break it?

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it was one of those nights again. where the weather was chilly, winds blowing any which way. the sky was painted a midnight blue, with purplish clouds. you were sitting in your room, face in your plush penguin as you listened to a video lecture. you were doing homework, struggling to even care about the subject at hand.

if it wasn’t a requirement for your major, you would have never even stepped foot in the classroom. because what fresh hell is this?

anyways—

you were listening to your professor give an example of some term he just said, you don’t know. you had tapped out and were now just waiting for the motivation to hit you again. but that atten got pulled away the minute your phone vibrated from beside your computer. you got a text.

rō🔌🖤🏐

i’m outside.

you furrowed your brows at the message. you now were up from your bed, in front of your window to look down into your complex’s parking lot. low and behold, in the spot reserved for your apartment was suna’s matte black bmw xm.

you let out a deep sigh before turning to your laptop and pushing your finger on the space key to pause the video. thankfully you weren’t in your typical loungewear of shorts and an oversized shirt, but rather black yoga pants and a black hoodie. it was a different level of chili today, so your feet being in warm fuzzy socks were fine outside in the cold. great for you, since the only shoes you could slip them into were your beige crocs.

when you locked up your house, you quickly jogged down the stairs and to his car, wanting to get whatever it was he wanted over.

what was once suna stopping by whenever and coming up to your front door was now you meeting him at his car like his other clients.

you walked to his window, tapping your nail against it to pull his attention from his phone. when he looked up at you, he gave you a lazy smile. he gestured for you to go around and come in, which made you raise your brows. he normally would just roll down his window and hand you the sandwich bag with your weed in it.

you give him the same look you gave him from upstairs and he just chuckled in response, signaling for you to go around once more. because he knew you’d listen.

and when you sat in the passenger seat with your back pressed against the door with an irritated look on your face, he still kept the smirk on his face. “happy to see me?”

“i was doing homework.” you intended to make him feel bad for disturbing your studies. after all, as a fellow scholarship student, suna should know how important it is to be consistent in one’s studies. however, because suna also knew you, he knew you were completely and utterly bullshitting.

“righttt, anyways i got your stuff.” he leaned over to your side of the car, pushing the button to open his glove compartment. he was close, his upper body stretching over your legs to retrieve whatever.

“i didn’t order anything from you. i still have from—.” but you were cut off when you saw a bag with ten, thick and tightly rolled spliffs.

suna smiled, “sure? swore i saw sum on your twitter today about ‘needin’ a blunt and a booty rub?” he quirked up a brow, his fox eyes shining with mischief.

you rolled your eyes with a scoff, “it was a retweet. and it was addressed to no one in particular, nosey ass.” he didn’t pay the name any mind. he never did when you would mock him. he instead just nodded, chuckling at how quick your defense came.

“uh huh, well here. figure you’re almost out of the other one i gave you.” he pushed the bag to you, dropping it on your lap. the smell was potent, each spliff had to have maybe two to four grams worth inside.

you pulled out your phone from you pants pocket, using your face id to open it, “how much you want for it? i just paid rent so if it’s anything more than a bill, ima have to hand it back.” you went to your messages with him tapping on your apple pay.

“i just want you to smoke one with me. no money.” he leaned his head back against the headrest, looking at you with tired but hopeful eyes.

it sounded like a simple request, but you know what came with it. the flirtatious banter and innuendos. circling around the topic of your relationship but never diving in. the stories of all the demons he’s been fighting. how he wishes you would come back to him.

you were his person after all. no one understood suna quite like you. you had a lifetime-lasting ticket to suna. from who he was to what he liked, his coping mechanisms, his defense ones; his favorite things, his most hated moments…you knew him probably better than he knew himself.

but you should tell him no. you should thank him for the offer but push the bag back into his possession. you should decline and leave the car. leave and break the cycle you found yourself in. this toxic reconciliation cycle.

but he was right. you were almost out, and you were planning to text him for a re-up anyways. and his car was really warm in comparison to outside. why waste a few moments of warming up?

after all, suna was always there when you needed him, weed-related needs aside. like when you had missed the bus and was running late to class (one you had to go to because there was an in-class assignment), you called suna and in five minutes he arrived to your apartment to take you to class. and he even waited until you finished to treat you to ice cream. he was also your go-to whenever you were sad—or even when you wanted to share good news with somebody.

so because of this, it was easy for you to relax back in the car seat, pulling one of the spliffs out of the bag with a huff. “you have a light?” you ask him with your hand out towards him, opened and waiting for him to put whatever bic lighter he had in his cup holder in your hand.

suna instead plucked the spliff from your fingers, and when he noticed your irritated face, he shrugged, “whoever rolls lights first. otherwise it’s bad luck for ‘em. you want me to have bad luck, yeah?” he had a smirk, taunting you with glimmer in his eyes and wiggling brows.

you would normally be playful back, usually biting the bullet and letting suna’s stupid jokes win you over. however, this time wasn’t like the other times.

you were really mad at him.

he had been seen around campus with like three different girls, all under his arm with hearts in their eyes looking at him. yes, you two were no longer together, but you still had a habit of being jealous whenever you saw or heard of new women in suna’s life.

and then on your way home today, as you passed by the usual coffee shop that was in between your college and your home, you saw through the window none other than suna, holding hands with a woman you didn’t know, but knew you hated. their hands were on the table, his thumb rubbing the back of hers and staring intently into her eyes. you couldn’t make out what he was saying, but by the way the girl tucked some hair behind her ear and looked down to avoid suna’s gaze, you could tell what type of conversation they were having.

“yes.” you said quietly, just as he slapped a lighter into your hand. he wasn’t thinking that you’d respond, let alone actually answering the question. but when he heard it, he looked up with his brows furrowed.

“now that’s just mean, sunshine. y’know you oughta be nicer to me. i’m a sensitive soul, remember.” he said with a pout and hand to his heart.

you rolled your eyes, “whatever suna.” you glanced down at the lighter in your hand. it was a gold zippo lighter. engraved on it was ‘if my soul was a spliff, you’d be like… the flame to it.’ —something you had said to him when you two were together, cuddled up in bed and off some pot brownies you bought from osamu.

“y’know,” you started, low eyes watching the screen before you as you lied on suna’s chest, arms wrapped around him. he was sitting up in the bed, running his finger back and forth on your arm. he put on bobs burgers, the two of you really wanting it for more background noise then entertainment.

“if my soul was a spliff, you’d be like…the flame to it.” your face was pressed against his chest so your words were a bit muffled, but he heard you and immediately cracked up in fits of laughter.

“no more edibles for you, sunshine.” he said with a giggle, secretly loving what you said. his cheeks started to get warm, and he was happy you weren’t focused on his face so you couldn’t see him. but he didn’t realize you could hear his heartbeat pick up.

“you still have this?” you asked him, looking at the engraved words, rubbing a finger over them. you gifted the lighter to him as a spontaneous and romantic gift. because of his…line of work, suna was always showering you with gifts. if he was out and saw something that reminded him of you? he got it. saw you glancing just a little too much at something in a store window? it’s yours in the next five minutes.

so how do you top a lot of small gifts? with one big, meaningful, romantic gift. and it just so happened to be an engraved lighter with the first time you ever told him what he meant to you.

suna shrugged, putting the spliff between his lips. “some chick told me refillable is to show how our love will never end. thought she was a sappy thing, that one.” he said. when he watched the way your face dropped at his choice of words, he laughed.

“but i think she was onto something.” he took your wrist, bringing it to him so you could light his spliff. you flicked open the top and did as he wanted, watching the cherry form at the end of the spliff. suna always rolled the spliff around the flame, burning it evenly to avoid it canoeing.

he looked at you through his lashes as you lit the spliff, his honey colored, fox eyes glowing with the help of the flame. your eyes looked to his for a moment, and when you met his gaze, you felt a rush through your body.

when it was good, you moved back quickly, closing the lighter but still keeping it in your hand. you squeezed it, a lame way to channel whatever feeling entered your body. it was either squeezing the lighter or your thighs, and lord only knows the ego suna would get if he caught that.

you cleared your throat, “she might’ve just been dumb and in love.” you mumbled as a response. it wasn’t like your rebuttal wasn’t true. when it had come down to it, you were an honors student with a 3.4 gpa. you were going to go in your future career as a dominating force, immovable. so why the hell was your brain so empty when it came to suna? why was it so easy for him to takeover your world?

“you think it was dumb?”

“i think it was unrealistic. love can end.” you didn’t make eye contact with him. you just stared at the lighter.

suna shook his head and clicked his tongue off the roof of his mouth. “not ours, y/n. we’re too strong to end.” he passed you the spliff, blowing the smoke he inhaled out. you accepted it and took a long pull, feeling the smoke fill your chest.

when you exhaled, a scoff followed after, “you didn’t seem to think that when you had all those women under you on campus, though. you’ve curated quite the fan club from what i’ve seen.”

“your jealousy is flattering, sunshine. but i only have eyes for you.” suna didn’t take you seriously, he never did when you got jealous.

this time, you forced a laugh in response. “ha! there’s no way you’re saying that to me after i literally saw you with another girl at what used to be our place. starin’ at the bitch like she was all that.” you took one last pull before handing the spliff back to him. you folded your arms, sucking your teeth with a pout. “i’m not blind, suna.” you finished, letting him know that you will be addressing what you saw today.

suna was never one for confrontation—honestly, his reasoning was simply because he never cared enough to. but then he met you, and his entire self flipped on its axis. before, when faced with a situation suna didn’t let it stress him past the moment. you hated how nonchalant he was, but he told you it was just his nature.

but you were everything against suna’s nature. you weren’t nonchalant, you weren’t the calm and reasonable type. when you got angry you would see red and your mouth would grow hot with insults for whoever pissed you off and then some. and soon enough, some of your short-tempered ways transferred to suna. he never got to the ‘seeing red’ level, but it was fair to say he would be on the borderline every now and again.

before, when you’d bring up any problems you had about suna, he would be with folded arms and a straight face, either sitting or standing. he wouldn’t egg you on or snap at you, rather he would just take a deep breath and take full accountability, apologizing and moving on.

but now? ohhh! say something to him. no, really—suna wants you to try him. he wants nothing more than for you to keep the rather bitter and hostile energy you had towards him so that he could take it and give it back to you.

suna rolled his eyes in response, “and i’m not deaf y/n. so give me a break! as if you’re innocent? like i don’t hear how atsumu stays calling you names like ‘sweatheart’ and ‘baby’ whenever you’re in his radius? or how he can’t shut up in the locker room about how cute you looked? you’re throwing stones from a glass house, y/n.” his tone was condescending, talking down to you almost.

“oh! and let’s not forget how every fuckin’ time we face his school, you think kai is a goddamn comedian. all giggly and ‘kaiii stop’.” he imitated the way you would be around kai, how you would playfully push him away with giggles leaving your lips when kai would ask when you would stop playing and let him take you out.

you huffed, “that’s not the same as all these bitches being under you! do you see me cuddled up w tsumu? or holding hands on a date with kai?!”

despite the two of you in a heated argument, you continued to share the spliff properly. following the instruction, “puff puff pass” and handing it off when the other needed it. you both were annoyed that you had to go into a high mad at each other, but you couldn’t help it.

“we’re not together anymore, y/n! you have no right to be jealous when all i’m doing is living my life! if i wanna go on a date then ima go on a date. if i wanna walk around campus with some girl then i’ll do that. you just said our love isn’t strong, but now i can’t move on? make that make sense…”

you pushed your lips out, nodding at his words. not because you agreed, but because you were going to be on some petty shit (since that’s obviously what he wanted to do). “ight.” you simply said, taking the spliff from him while at the same time opening your phone.

the car grew quiet after that, you didn’t leave, and suna didn’t say anything more. he simply watched as you tapped away on your phone with one hand while you smoked with the other.

you soon handed him back the spliff, only glancing at him to see if he’d take it. he did, but there was no doubt he did with hesitation, wondering what you were thinking. he decided to just shelf it, maybe let the moment settle and apologize for his outburst.

but all that went flying out the window when he heard the voice of kai nobuyuki come from your phone.

“baby, just text me whenever you’re ready and i’ll come get you. i gotta see you in that lil’ teal number. you’re killing me here.”

and suna finally saw red.

he snatched your phone from your hand, giving you no time to process what happened until he was out the car, reading through your messages with kai.

“what the hell is he texting you at midnight for?” suna asked as he scrolled up to a conversation you and kai had a last night. “ ‘that picture of you has been doing something to me’ ?? what fucking picture did you send him, huh?!” he tried to scroll up to find it, but it was gone, all he saw was the message you sent along with it,

y/n

do you like it? 🥹i thought of you when i bought it

“suna what the fuck!” you climbed out the car, walking around to grab your phone from him. but suna was a step ahead of you, running to the other side as you came around. “you just told me i don’t have the right to be jealous. hypocrite!”

suna didn’t respond to you, not when he was too focused on going to your photos to find the date of the conversation, hoping to find the photo. your camera roll was filled with memes and pictures of you, some goofy ones you took to send to your friends group chat, some aesthetically pleasing ones for your social media, and just random ones. one suna wanted to make his lockscreen because he missed turning on his phone and seeing your face.

when he found the date that matched with your message, there was a picture of you standing in a store, taking a mirror selfie. you were wearing a black skirt, converse and a white nike crewneck; your bum length braids were tied half up half down as you snapped the picture, glossed lips puckered and fingers up in a peace sign.

it should be a normal picture, one suna should’ve just glanced over. but what caught his attention was the store you were in. it was your favorite place to shop, and you were standing in the lingerie section of the establishment.

“so we buyin’ lingerie for other people now? are you out of your mind?!” he yelled. he swiped, and there was a picture taken from your room. you were bending facing the phone, the shot only capturing your pouty lips and figure in the black lace lingerie set. your cleavage was on full display, with your hand cupping you right breast, french tip acrylics contrasting with the black lace.

he swiped again. you were in a teal, babydoll nightgown, posing with your back to the mirror as you ever so slightly lifted up one side of the dress, showcasing just a peek of your ass. it was enough to get his dick to twitch, and if it did that to him, he could only imagine what seeing you like this did to kai. suna was fuming. this had to have been the photo kai got.

a dark chuckle left suna’s lips, one that surprised both you and him. you hadn’t heard something like this come from him. usually when he was mad he would disassociate himself from the situation, but he wasn’t just mad this time.

he was downright pissed!

“rintarō, you said it yourself we’re done—.”

“because it’s what you wanted me to say. just like how you said our love isn’t forever and that it was dumb and unrealistic. that’s what you said! so of course i’m not going to oppose.”

“and you taking my phone is showing me…that i’m wrong?” you asked with a quizzical look, taunting him. “because this just seems to me like i’m right. like you said, we can move on. since that’s what you wanna do then let me do it.”

suna felt like he was losing his mind, “are you dumb?” he asked, getting you to blink in confusion. “like have you actually smoked your last brain cell? i don’t want to move on, y/n! why the hell do you think i still come here? i still sell to you?” he stepped closer to you. “every fucking time i try there you are. stupid eyes just calling me back, every. damn. time. i try another girl, i end up seeing you. i want to fuck on someone new? my dick can’t get up unless it’s to you. i physically cannot move on. ”

you immediately rolled your eyes. suna had played this game one too many times with you. went on a whole ramble about how you plagued his mind when you two weren’t together. at first you bought it. the second time too because he laid it on thick. but now? you were immune.

fool me once, shame on you. fool me twice, shame on me…

“am i supposed to believe that? like i didn’t see what i saw today? because it physically looked like you were capable of moving on to me.”

“and what you’re not?” suna was practically spoon feeding you the attitude you were giving him. “because kai would attest to that.” he waved your phone in your face, still opened on the messages with you and kai. you tried to reach for it, but suna was taller than you by a decent amount so he simply raised his hand, stopping you from getting it. you glared at him. neither of you said anything. you just stared at one another in angry silence.

this always happens! every couple months or so, you and suna part ways and do what is a poor attempt at moving on. it never works out though—maybe will last a month at most, but always ends up with one of you in the other’s bedroom, taking hits of his dab pen and cuddled up, back together once again.

it was like you two had built-in magnets for each other. no matter how far you tried to go, no matter how big a gap suna would put between you two, you would always come back to one another.

so would this time be any different?

#🌞🍃spliffymae #hq(／_^)／ ● ⊥#suna x black reader #suna rintaro x black reader #suna rintaro x black y/n #suna rintarō #i will mention smoking a lot #haikyuu #haikyu x reader #haikyu x black reader #angst #anime x black!reader #plug suna #toxic suna #toxic reader

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rintarosluvr · 4 months

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Vamp au!

xblack!reader

poll at the end!

"Hi" you greet the stranger as you sat down on the couch

"Hey" "You're enjoying the party?" "I am, you?" He responds

Frustrated, you let out a sigh "Kinda bumped into my ex a few minutes ago" "how did that go?"

"I avoided him, don't wanna talk to him" You mumble, observing as the stranger sits up "What he do?" He asks

"Cheated on me" You answer "anyway, you wanna leave and make out or something?" You say, leaning your head on your palm and moving closer to him

"I would, but it seems like you're not sober" He notes, you pout "I swear, I'll remember all of this in the morning"

He chuckles, displaying his smile "Sure you will" "You're hot" You blurt out "Like really hot, you're the typa guy I wouldn't mind getting pregnant by"

"That doesn't sound crazy to you?" He chuckles

"No, I am being honest" You shrug, he looks at you, a smile still lingering on his face "I like you, you're funny"

"Thank you, I've heard that a lot" You simply state

"What is she doing?" Your friend asks your best friend, gesturing towards you

"Avoiding her ex" Your best friend replies

"And does she need to talk to him?" he questions further

"Something wrong with that?" She mumbles asks

"He doesn't have good intentions, especially not what Y/n is looking for" He explains

She ponder for a moment before responding "Mhhh, well.. she's an adult. It will be fine, don't tress dude"

"Wait, how old are you?" you ask, curious about his age

"I am twenty-four" he replies

"You look younger, like around my age" You comment

"And your age is?" "I am twenty-one" You tell him "Twenty-two soon, so age is no issue."

He bites his lip, before he can say anything, one of his friends interrupts, calling him over "Yo dude, we're leaving! You're coming?!"

He turns to his friend and nods, then looks back at you "I gotta go, see ya around."

But before you can ask for his number or even his name, he disappears into the crowd, leaving you slightly disappointed but intrigued

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sucka4pain · 1 year

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𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬! (Ft. Black fem & male y/n)

Disclaimer: these tweets are from real accounts and I just put haikyuu characters and what user they would have so the original tweets are not mine!!

A/n: lowkey might make a part two who knows🏃🏻‍♀️

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sunaluv · 2 years

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[admit your faults]

in which suna doesn’t realise what he’s done until you’re gone. cw: angst, swearing, suna being an idiot

part 2 here

honestly wrote this bc I'm sick of the angst where you always forgive him likeeee grow a backbone...

suna made a mistake. a huge one.

honestly, looking back, he doesn't know why he found it so difficult to admit his wrongdoings.

the volleyball boys had just secured another win to their endless streak, your boyfriend playing a major role.

the whole journey home had been filled with high spirits and the boys whooped and hollered. sadly, you couldn't make it due to the brutal assignments dumped on you. rintaro will admit, he was upset that you wouldn’t be there and he was in a bit of a slump during the first set, but he quickly got over it.

the bus pulled in, and the boys were getting ready to leave after a short brief from their coach.

“rin!” a feminine voice called to him as he was leaving.

he turned around just in time to see their manager swing her arm around his neck, rubbing his head affectionately.

“well done on the win today! you really stepped up your game.” she teased. “what was up with you during the first half anyways?” her chipper voice held a teasing tone.

“It was nothing, my girl couldn't come to see me is all.” the mention of you made her brows furrow.

“thats a shame,” she was now rubbing his arm affectionately, her face inching towards his.

had someone walked in just then, you wouldn't be surprised if they were together. the tender gazes, the faint blush on the both of them and the closeness of their faces.

“rintaro.” you called from the doorway. the anger in your tone snapped both of them out of their trance and they both turned to you.

he made his way to you, a soft smile on his face, which you didn't bother to return. first sign that he fucked up.

you wouldn’t say your boyfriend was dumb, but he had to be if he couldnt notice his managers obvious advances on him.

“hey baby,” he quickly wrapped an arm around you, lightly pecking your forehead. “lets go?”

you didn't say anything, but allowed him to lead the way.

the sky started to darken by now, and barely anyone remained in the school. the sound of your shoes hitting the dirt path was the only thing heard in the tension filled air.

“whats up with you?”

“are you seriously asking me that right now?” you seethed.

he stopped, seemingly surprised by your tone.

you've told him multiple times that his manager had a massive crush on him. you told him all about how she’s set you up to look bad, how she’s constantly squeezing herself into his dms and the both of you were even there when she admitted she had an infatuation with your boyfriend.

however, he brushed it off telling you you were overreacting and that he'll be more direct with her.

‘be more direct with her’ my ass.

“what did i do?” he seemed oblivious.

“so you’re just gonna let her rub all up on you like that?” there was no stopping you now. “You said you’ll tell her straight up that you dont like her, unless you were lying?”

He turned to stand in front of you, hands grabbing both of your arms. “What are you talking about? Calm down babe”

“dont tell me to calm down,” you shrugged out of his hold, taking a step back “you’re making me look like a fucking idiot, i have everyone telling me my boyfriend is a two timer how do you think that makes me feel.”

like a smack in the face, he winced and retreated a little. “she's just really friendly i don't-”

“my ass,” you stressed. He didn't seem to understand why you were so angry. “you know damn well if i let osamu rub up on me like that, you'd throw a fit.”

“that's different” he seemed to find his voice now. “He clearly has a crush on you.”

oh boy, you could laugh in his face so hard right now.

but you opted for a light chuckle. “listen to yourself. honestly, i cant keep doing this with you, i can't be with someone who makes me feel this pathetic.”

you started to tear up, backing away from him. his mind immediately went to the worst case scenario.

‘nonono don't do this to me, i'll do better!’ is what he wanted to say.

Instead he was silent.

“i'm breaking up with you. do what you want, entertain whoever you please, you’re free from the guilt now assuming you had any”

with that you left, leaving your now ex-boyfriend silently crying in the middle of the school grounds.

#suna x reader #suna angst #haikyuu angst #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x black reader #suna rintaro x reader #suna x you #suna x y/n #suna x reader angst #hq angst #hq x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu

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mzblkauthor · 3 months

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Bliss

Part 2 of Bliss

Wc: 2k

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Currently you were rushing out the door to get in the uber you registered for. The morning was not going so well. You woke up 15 minutes late, your dryer didn't fully dry your clothes, and you hit your funny bone while walking out the door. It seemed like the only good thing going today was your phone being on 100% and that it was Friday. It's not like you wanted to deal with annoying ass customers but, your work friends were always chill as fuck so maybe this bad luck will stay in the house.

You opened the door damn near falling inside with your backpack tumbling down to the seat, after accidentally slamming the door you hear a slightly accented voice talking to you, "Good morning, having a good day?"

You took a deep breath and tried to calm yourself down from the little fiasco that just happened, irritated with the fact that he even asked because clearly you're not. But instead of lashing out at someone who's just trying to do their job, you adjust your backpack and put your seatbelt on and tell him, "It could be better but the day just started so hopefully everything will pull through in the end.” He nodded, understanding your feelings. He dropped the small talk and turned up the radio which was playing some pop song that came out recently.

Around 10 minutes passed and you were in front of the mall, after paying and thanking your uber driver you made your way inside. You head straight to footlocker, it wasn't your ideal job but it pays enough for now, I mean you were taking online classes for being a realtor. Why look for a high paying job now?

You were welcomed with the ring of the bell over the door and the waves of your fellow coworkers. Going into the back and putting your stuff up you realized you weren't met with the sound of your annoying ass supervisor bitching about how you were 5 minutes late. Once you signed in you went to the front to ask where she was. Dahlia, your work wife, explained that the ex supervisor 'disapproved' of everybody's attitude on day shift, so she switched shifts with night shift. You didn't really care though cause she was a bitch anyways.

When you worked your way into your zone, you got most of the newly shipped shoes in the correct storage stand and helped plenty of customers get their perfect fitting shoe. You were happy with your pace so far, you didn't feel like you were overexerting yourself and you kinda enjoyed how you were moving with a purpose.

That was until someone stopped you, a customer, your favorite hoe, Shawn. He was 5'10 and light skinned, not exactly your type but he did know how to give a girl butterflies. With his low fade and new J's he can get any number he wants but, luckily you didn't try anything serious with him. Your relationship consisted of mostly just talking stages and you were ok with that.

But, you didn't like being interrupted at your job by people that you see outside of your job. That personal life and work life boundary was something that you thought should never be crossed but, you can't help it if people happen to wanna get shoes from your workplace. "Y/n,"

You took a deep breath wanting to ignore him but, knowing you can't, "Yeah, what can I do for you?"

He leaned back while boldly checking you out in your uniform, if you were anywhere else you would feed into his flirty nature but, right now was not the time.

"I mean nun really I just wanted to talk," you knew he wasn't trying to get on your nerves but he was dancing on your shit right now.

But instead of snapping at him, you told him calmly "If you don't need anything that has to do with shoes I can't help you."

Still not realizing that you were trying to end the conversation early he insisted on being around you. Quickly scanning the shelves he picked up a random black and white shoe, "Well, do you have these in a size 11 in mens?"

"No,"

He scrunched his face up and told you " You didn't even check though, how would you know?" You giggle at his response because he was so serious about it and still didn't realize that he was in the women's section.

"I don't know maybe it's because I just restocked and I know there aren't any of those types of shoes in the men's size," you said, plucking the shoe out of his hand and placing it back on the shelf "or maybe it's because we're in the women's section."

Looking around, it dawned on him that he was on the wrong side of the store, scratching his head he let out a soft "Oh," instead of trying to continue to bother you, he asked you straight up "You don't want me messing with you do you?"

You thought about your response for a little bit, not wanting to accidentally hurt his feelings, "I mean I fuck with you and you know that but, right now I'm working so you kinda blowing my shit,"

He nodded recognizing what your tryna say, so he left it at that and said "Aight imma leave you alone for now but, you know where I be at, so don't be afraid to hit a nigga up," you gave him a side hug and he was on his way. Not long after that you got back into your workflow. Eventually minutes turned to hours and not only was it 4:00 but, you accidently missed your break. After ordering another uber you saw that Atsumu texted you about an hour ago:

Hey

Suna told me u was going to the next smoke sesh u know where it's at??

Um I didn't really say yes but ig I can go

And no I don't know where it's at

Ok I'll pick u up then around 6 good??

Yeah sure

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It was 5:30 and you already took a shower and everything but, you still didn't have an outfit chosen. Kiyoko was on the phone telling you what outfits looked good or looked like you were trying too hard, after going through almost every piece of clothing in your closet you gave up and settled with sweatpants, an undershirt, and a hoodie. You packed your backpack with some snacks, a charger, earbuds, a cart, your wallet, and your keys. Hearing a honk outside you made your way to the front door.

Opening the door you were greeted with a big dopey smile from Atsumu. “Hey beautiful,” rolling your eyes, you laughed and said a simple ‘hey’. You and Atsumu always had a flirty way of speaking to each other ever since you both met. But, you were no fool to the game so there were no hard feelings whenever he would talk about his new girl of the week.

“So,” Atsumu started while side eyeing you as he drove, “Suna invited you to the little get together, huh?” He did a little jig in his seat as you laughed at his antics. You missed being around Atsumu and his childish behavior, maybe it was a good idea to go with Kiyoko that day.

“Yeah but, its not anything weird I think he just wants me to roll up.” you told him brushing off his little ideas. “Anyways, why are y'all smoking at a hotel?” while waiting for his response you buckled up and got your playlist for the smoke session ready.

“We go there all the time, cause Osamu doesn’t like when we smoke there, and Suna just doesn’t like people at his place.” with a hum of understanding, you both fell into comfortable silence until you arrived at the hotel.

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You walked in and were embraced with the familiar smell of marijuana. Closing your eyes and taking a big whiff, you got butterflies, just from the thought of having another encounter like last time with Suna had you blushing. You heard a honeyed voice bickering "Stop it." Intrigued by the voice you made your way to the living room.

"Shit," you heard Atsumu mutter behind you. Standing in the doorway you saw a woman smothering your ‘little crush’, boobs halfway out of her shirt and hair in a messy bun. You swallowed the lump in your throat and slinked your way to the couch. It was fucking embarrassing. No one noticed you yet but, the way you were genuinely excited to see him was humiliating. You fixed your face making sure to not show any sign of emotion. You didn't know him like that so it wasn't too bad but, still that shit low-key hurt.

Feeling his eyes on you, you glanced up at him. She was whispering in his ear and touching on his face. You could tell he was trying to observe your reaction by the way he stared at you in the eye. As you were staring back at him you noticed the way he was smirking at you while rubbing his hand down the girl’s back. Tf did you do for him to act like that? Rolling your eyes you got your phone out and went to spotify but, instead of going to the playlist you prepared you clicked on your summer walker playlist.

Hearing someone clear their throat you looked up, “Wassup Y/N, you wanna start rolling up now?” He threw the baggy at you and gestured to the table that had the paper and grinder on it.

You put your other airpod in, flicked your hood onto your head and started rolling. Eventually, 1 joint turned into 5. But,with the amount of people there you didn’t feel too high yet. What you did feel was the pressure of Suna though, it's like the higher you got either he was getting bolder or you just were more conscious of him. Either way you hated that he affected you that much. Throughout the 2 hours you've been in the hotel not once did he stop eyeing you, at this point you were pissed off cause you came here to chill and this irritating ass motherfucker won't let you breathe too hard without making a face. Sick of his shit you got up to go in the kitchen.

"Where you going, Y/n?" He said after taking a hit and licking his lips.

Dry ass lips, what he needs is some goddamn CarMax, you thought to yourself as you made your way to the kitchen. "The kitchen" you replied.

After asking the girl on his lap what she wanted, he told you "gimme some hot chips and water," who the fuck does he think he's talking too. You came here thinking that it was going to be a sequel of what happened last time, maybe even get his number. But, this little event here is making your feelings towards him flip instantly. It's unbelievable how entitled this nigga is. Having you roll up is whatever, you were expecting that but, damn near glaring at you throughout the whole smoke sesh, inviting a whole other female knowing you were coming, then not asking but, making you get something from the kitchen. This dude got you fucked up.

"Damn what took so long," Suna said as you threw him the water bottle and hot chips. Rolling your eyes and sitting back down chewing on the candy string, you got an uber. Atsumu nugged your shoulder and asked if you were good. You debated on telling him that you were about to leave but you didn't want him to offer you a ride and spend a 15 minute drive sitting in awkward silence.

5 minutes later you got a text saying your driver was in front of the lobby. "Aight y'all Imma head home," you got up and told everyone.

"Wait, I can take you home," Atsumu said while passing the joint to someone and going for his keys. You gently pushed him back down on the couch.

"Nah it's good 'tsumu, I already ordered it." With that you walked out, not worrying about what's-his-face at all.

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I hope you guys enjoyed it took a lil minute for me to actually finish it.

#anime x black y/n #anime x reader #x black reader #haikyuu x black reader #haikyuu x black y/n #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #suna x black y/n #suna x reader #suna x y/n #x black y/n #stoner suna x black y/n #stonersuna x reader #stoner suna #haikyuu fanfic

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rissouu · 5 months

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EREN, connie, dabi, toji, SUNA, GOJO, ichigo, RINDOU, GETO, choso, LAW, ZORO, JEAN, shikamaru, + anyone else u want!

#malora’s works!#yes this is black/chubby reader but anyone can read #aot x chubby reader #aot x black reader #jjk x chubby reader #jjk x black reader #black reader #chubby reader #poc!reader #eren x black reader #suna x black reader #haikyuu x black reader #black!y/n #one piece x black!reader #mha x black reader #naruto x black reader #texts #jjk texts #aot texts

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lumiinix · 1 year

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“Unless you’re the one that is walking down the isle, then I don’t want to see you at my wedding.”

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!

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tojis-favorite · 2 years

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Imagine being a little dumb but being Sunas girlfriend. He would tease you all the time saying stuff like “of course you didn't know” and “isn't it a good thing you have me sweetheart” and you eat that shit up because his dick is amazing and he treats you like a princess.

But the second someone else tries to insult you intelligents he goes the fuck off. You were in your lecture and you had a question about the rubric which your professor replied to your question in a normal manner.

Some asshole in your class didn't care about that. “Did you actually read the rubic because if you actually did you would have seen that, but I wouldn’t expect you to know how to read anyways.” he said and half of the class laughed along with him causing the teacher to have to settle them down.

Later when the class ended you were shaking from embarrassment and opened your mouth in surprise as you saw your boyfriend waiting by the door with a pissed look on his face. He went to speak until he saw the person that made it in front of you. He walked up to him as calm as ever.

“The next time you try to speak on my girls smarts i’m going to fuck you up, remember that” He said before he put his hand on your lower back guiding you back to his apartment that was close to the campus.

On your way back to his apartment Suna told you how one of his friends texted him about what happened and he skipped his last class to make sure you were okay. You loved the fact that he was always looking out for you.

Especially when he has you in a mating press with your toes near your ears while you babble nothing but his name and how much you love him. You especially love it when he connects your lips together, sharing his sounds in your mouth while you suck on his tongue, feeling his cock bulge in stomach.

You can't help but cum when he bottoms out with the last two thrust as he sucks on your nipples while you feel you squirt all over him and yourself. He finishes two seconds later expressing his love for you as he does so.

After he cleans you off and helps you do your homework <3

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slut4sugu · 8 months

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HELLO KITTY’S PARADISE — HOBIESWIFFY KINKTOBER 23’

ʚ 🍓ɞ PRETTY GIRL NOTES: Hi everyone! I know I haven’t been uploading as much recently, and that’s because I haven’t really been feeling like writing recently. But now I think I’m in a better headspace! Sorry for the long wait! However since I’m not back to my usual writing flow I’ll be doing weekly kinktober instead of daily to ensure the likelihood of me posting. So I’ll be doing 4 posts (I think) for this event. Though I’ll try and make them a bit longer than usual since this is kinktober after all. Thank you all for your love and support! Enjoy!

(EDIT): THANK YOU ALL FOR 1k FOLLOWERSSS!! & I might add little dribbles in between for these <33

ʚ 🍓ɞ RATING: minors dni. this content is not for you in the slightest. everything here is 18+ only. you have been warned!

A BLOOMING GOODMORNING ! (Trust Issues - Drake)

╰₊ ♡ OCT 1ST -OCT 8TH - featuring; suna rintaro <33

ʚ 🍓ɞ SONG DESCRIPTION; overstimulation, sub suna x dom!fem black reader, blowjobs, etc.

A STORYBOOK ADVENTURE ! (Jersey Luv: Groovy, B Jack$)

╰₊ ♡ OCT 9TH -OCT 15TH - featuring; ejirou kirishima <33

ʚ 🍓ɞ SONG DESCRIPTION; thigh riding

KITTYS CLEAN CUISINE ! (Hit different: SZA)

╰₊ ♡ OCT 16TH -OCT 22ND - featuring; gojo satoru <33

ʚ 🍓ɞ SONG DESCRIPTION; face sittng

A DAY OUT WITH DAD ! (All Mine: Brent Faiyaz)

╰₊ ♡ OCT 23RD -OCT 29TH - featuring; hobie brown & <33

ʚ 🍓ɞ SONG DESCRIPTION; cock warming

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Other woman

Pt.2

"Hey you there?!I-I'm pregnant." You sniffle into the phone. Eyes red and swollen from crying since you came home from the doctors' appointment. The one person who held your heart. The father of your future child was dead silent on the other end making the pit of anxiety that was in your stomach grow bigger. It makes your mind drift as you subconsciously rub your stomach.

To think it all started with just a few words.

"Hey you lost?" You look up at the the dark haired male who's hand is on your shoulder. Shaking you out of your thoughts.

"No, I just came looking for my friend. You might know him. He's name is Atsumu Miya? I'm trying to surprise him but I can't seem to find him." You place the picnic basket down and crack your back and hands from the heavy basket.

"You just missed him. He left like 5 minutes ago." You could feel his eye roll even though his face remained stoic as he huffed barely for you to hear it.

"Are ya serious? Imma kill that 'samu. Always givin' me the wrong information." you storm off to the double doors and tap your foot with heat to it pressing your phone against your ear.

" 'samu? Imma kill ya when i see ya just so you know. What do ya mean what do i mean? 'tsumu isnt here! Ya said they would still be practicin'. Im breakin all yer windows. What? Hes there? Ok ill see ya in 5. Better keep yer lips shut tight so this surprise aint spoiled. And fuck no my accent aint slippin." you press the end bottom and take a few breathes in and our before making you way over to the fox like man.

"thank you i found him. You can keep the basket...?" You pause for a name while handing him the brown woven basket.

"Rintaro. Suna rintaro" he said as he takes the basket from you making you smile.

"well rintaro. Suna rintaro. I better be going before I miss him again. I hope we cross paths again." Letting out giggles as you scamper away leaving the brown haired boy craving your presence more.

And more is what you gave.

It started when he asked for your name and number when you came with Osamu to one of his games. Looking so pretty in your jeans hugging your curves and cropped shirt. Soon becoming an inside joke between you two that pressed the boundaries of friendship and turned it into one of lovers.

"you're so beautiful (y/n). I want to marry you one day." he makes this promise under the moonlight laying kisses om your hands and rubbing your knuckles so tenderly like you were only his. Only meant to fit this two person sized puzzle.

It was two months later you started feeling sick. Throwing up with your tummy cramping from here to here and feeling like you would pass out. You waited to see blood appear due to it possibly just being the chance of your first day period cramps. It never showed up and a week past the day it was scheduled to start it never did.

This made you rush to the hospital with your two best friends in tow. asking the doctor if you had some sort of zombie disease making you throw up everything you eat. He takes some of your blood and urine to test.

It seemed like hours before the test were done.

"all im sayin' is why did he have to take both yer blood and piss. Hes either a vampire or he has a piss kink.maybe both" atsumu comes up with his conspiracy theory as he gets smacked in the back of the head by osamu.

"He aint got no damn piss kink and he aint a vampire. Yer the reason why (y/n) asked that stupid ass question about zombie diseases." He clicks his tongue before going back to holding your hand rubbing it to calm you down.

"Well 'smau. Ya never know?! They're some real sickos out there that wants to get ahold of someone like , (y/n)'s, piss." He rubs the back of his head, "speakin of piss where'd Suna piss off too?"

"He hasn't been picking up my calls. I know he goes M.i.a sometimes but I'd rather have him here then piss kink boy." You laugh snuggling into Osamu's side as he makes you scoot over so he could sit on the bed with you.

"Watch. He's gonna come in here talkin only about your blood and it'll show yer doctor does indeed have a piss kink." He turns his nose upward and hmphs.

"C'mon and cuddle me 'tsumu. I need my piss hair friend to cuddle me with comfort." Osamu joining with you in laughing as his twin begrudgingly comes over grumbling.

There's 3 knocks on the door before you announce that they may enters. The doctor with the clipboard and a packet of stapled paper with material that clued to her side.

"We did some test on your blood and you're urine and congratulations ms.(l/n) you are pregnant." It felt like time stopped. The twins could feel you tense up.Atsumu coughing up a storm after swallowing his saliva the wrong way but still trying to comfort you while Osamu listened to what else the doctor said, " this is a packet of information on pregnancy. It contains what can and cannot be eaten,Exercises that would help , and trimester information. Right now she is still in first trimester and needs to be very careful with things and stress for they could be harmful to the babies."

"what about a-abortion?" you look at her with watery eyes as she look at your dishevled apperance.

"that is an option ms.(l/n). Take your time and consider it over and if you still want to go through it. We will set up a date when you come back." The doctor hands over the document and leaves the room.

You wait until she leaves to turn into a sobbing mess leaving stains onto Astumu's shirt who pats your back.

"cmon now (y/n). Ya heard the doc crying ain't good for you or the baby." you sniffle and dry your face letting the disgusted face of Atsumu make you laugh quietly.

"Are you gonna tell suna? He is the father right?" samu asked getting swatted by his twin.

"of cours' hes the father you tryna say my best friend hussy?"

"no you idiot. Im sayin' suna aint always around so maybe she looked for other people."

"yer calling her a hussy dumbass."

"piss hair."

"yer onigiri sucks."

And thats how you end up calling suna 12 times since you came back home. Silently crying as each time it went to voicemail was a stab in the gut while the knife twisted. You gave up after the 12th one just laying next to your phone bawling your eyes out until 30 minutes pass and you recieved a call for suna.

"Suna? Hey you there?" you called into the phone but only met with silence, "h-hey you there? I-im pregnant suna. I don't know what to do im ao scared. Please come over." you cry into the phone breathe hitching as you are met with a feminine voice.

"What's your name?" you could hear the crack in the female voice.

"my name is (y/n). Are you suna's friend? I-is he there?" you ask scarily heart pumping with adrenaline waiting for her awnser and soon flatlining when she gave it.

"I'm his wife of 2 yrs." she says and you stutter out a sorry and cry to her that you didn't know he was married.

"It's ok ,love. It's not your fault I put all the blame on him. W-would you meet me later this week? So we both can get some closure." You could hear her tears fall making your heart clench as you tell her yes. She hung up as soon as you could hear Suna in the background.

Now you where curled up with a pillow. Sitting alone with the thoughts of you were the home wrecker. The mistress. The other woman in suna's

An// this is a reupload 🫡

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