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to be loved is to be known | suna rintarou x reader

you're in love with suna. you think suna's in love with someone else. he's not.

slight angst, happy endings, and miscommunications atsumu is sexy reader is gn wc: 1481

It is dusk and warm and just barely humid when you realize you don’t know Suna Rintarou at all. 

You know that Suna likes chuupets and volleyball and his dingy digital camera with the cracked screen. His left eye twitches slightly when he lies, he always ties his right shoe before his left, and he keeps forgetting to buy pencil lead despite preferring mechanical pencils over traditional. He likes the rain. Can’t bite into ice cream. Wool scarves over fleece, seven followers on his private Twitter, and is always late because he likes feeding the stray cats in the alley next to the Family Mart with the good sausages. 

What you didn’t know is that Suna Rintarou is in love. You find out from Kita Shinsuke, who tells Aran after practice, a conversation not meant for your ears but gracing them nonetheless as you stand before the entrance to the gymnasium. You feel a dryness in your throat and a sting in your eyes as Kita shares that Suna is not only in love but had confessed to someone. Maybe it’s your divine punishment for eavesdropping. Maybe it’s rotten luck. Because, coincidentally, and horribly so, you’ve been in love with Suna Rintarou ever since you met him. 

So when Suna walks up from behind you, back from the vending machine, and asks you why you’re lingering outside and staring at Kita with that look on your face, you lie. 

“I have a crush on Shinsuke.” You blurt out. 

He blinks. Once. Twice. And stares. 

The longer Suna stares at you under the grey, purplish-pinkish sky with his hands shoved into his pockets and his left eye twitching, you realize you don’t know him at all. Because Suna, in all his indifference and nonchalance, looks hurt. You see something flit beneath his eyes, but you’ve never been good at reading people. So you settle on the idea that it’s something less than betrayal but more than indifference, and you don’t know why your heart’s beating so fast and sinking, pitter pattering and twisting in your stomach. 

You feel sick. 

“You like Kita-san,” He says, and it comes out as a statement, not a question. He blinks a third time, and as the look in his eyes disappears as quickly as it came, you decide you much prefer the hurt or the discomfort or the something over the blank apathy that he’s looking you over with now. “You have a crush on Kita… Shinsuke.” He finishes, and you can’t hear the bitterness in his voice over the shrill of your heart. 

You’ve always liked Suna’s eyes but tonight you like the pavement more, and as you stare a hole into the concrete beneath you, you ignore how your feet are fidgeting and your palms are sweaty and how Rintarou is hovering over you. 

“Mhm,” You squeak, tearing your eyes from the asphalt with the cracks and an ugly pill-bug on the ground. As you look up to grey eyes and dark hair, you wish that loving Suna Rintarou was harder. 

“I’m, uh, I’m going to tell Shinsuke tomorrow.” You say, Shinsuke’s name foreign on your tongue compared to the warmth and honey that Rintarou’s tastes like. I’m in love with you and this is a bad idea, you think. I like you, not Kita, is what you don’t say. Instead, and arguably worse, is the mention of Miya Atsumu’s name. “Atsumu gave me the confidence to confess!” 

Suna pauses. 

“Atsumu told you to?” He asks, and it’s the most bewildered you’ve heard him in a while.

A glance at his phone. Hands that emerge from his pockets. If you weren’t so preoccupied with the concrete you would have seen the twitch of his fingers and the tightening of his jaw as he opens Line. You nod dimly. 

“Okay,” is what he says, and you feel your heart in your stomach again. You look up. “Okay.” He repeats again. 

And maybe it’s the hurt that stings in your chest from Rintarou being so okay with you (hypothetically) being in love with Kita Shinsuke that pushes your eyes to water and your mouth to open. 

“Is that it?” You ask. 

A beat of silence. And then, a scoff. 

“Yeah. Congratulations,” Suna says. “Good luck.” 

As dusk turns to nightfall and what was a barely-humid night in July is now overwhelmingly warm and sickly and hot, Rintarou’s gaze is overbearing. And when your eyes start to swim and Suna’s gaze turns to confusion and then realization, you do the only thing you know how to do. You bolt. 

An incessant string of dings. Your lip wobbles under your teeth as you pull out your phone from under your covers. 

from: miya osamu (21:03)  where the fuck did ya go  and whys suna blwoin up my phone

from: amazing perfect miya atsexy (21:03)  WHYYSS SUNARIN BLOWING UOA PP MY PHONE ??!?@@>>!?>??!??! WHYS HE SAYIN U LIKE KITA-SAN

from: you (21:05) its so over i ran home

from: you (21:05)  i told him i like shinsuke and that i am confessing to kita  tomorrow

amazing perfect miya atsexy and miya osamu are typing…

from: amazing perfect miya atsexy (21:06)  WHAT

from: miya osamu (21:06) r u fuckin stupid why would ya do that

from: you (21:07) i heard shinsuke tell aran that suna confessed to someone today and then rin came back so i told him i like kita bcuz i panicked and also he cant know i like him right as he’s ginna get BAGGED wait but idk if he got rejected or not WHO AM I KIDDING suna would NOT get rejected LOLOL but anyways i think he knows i like him bcuz i started cryig and then he had this look on his face like he knew i was bullshittin him now venmo me money before i kil msyelf 

from: miya osamu (21:12) yeah he was gonna confess to YOU today

from: you (21:12) ?

from: amazing perfect miya atsexy (21:12) HOLY MISCOMMUNICATION

from: you (21:18) Wht??

from: miya osamu (21:19) suna was supposed to confess to u today 

from: you (21:21) but shinsuke said rin already confessed

from: amazing perfect miya atsexy (21:22) why wiud u ever think about takin gossip from KITA SHINSUKE AN WHYD YA BRING ME UP IM GNNA BE STONED AT DAWN

from: miya osamu (21:22) HOORAY !

from: amazing perfect miya atsexy (21:22) SHUDDUP  

You bolt, again, but this time it’s out of your bed, down a flight of stairs, and through your front door. You’re halfway down the street near the Family Mart with the Good Sausages™ when you barrell into someone who smells faintly of blackberries and Suna’s laundry detergent. 

“Excuse me,” You blurt, scrambling away, until you feel a grip on your waist and a familiar shape behind you with a familiar smell and a familiar voice, and Ohmygod, you’re out of breath and close to frantic but Suna Rintarou is holding you steady by your waist, warm and tall and here. 

“Rintar-”

“I like you.”

You feel it more than you hear it- Suna is muffled and quiet as he mumbles into the back of your shoulder, tall frame folded into you. 

“Idiot.” He adds, and you don’t have to turn to know the tips of his ears are pink and his eyebrows are furrowed. “You’re an idiot.” 

It’s twilight, and just-barely humid when you realize that Suna Rintarou knows you. 

Suna knows that you ramble when you’re nervous. He knows that you like the rain and you don’t like humidity. You carry extra lead in your pencil pouch and you like volleyball and stray cats. You can bite into your ice cream. You color coordinate your bookshelves. You don’t have a crush on Kita Shinsuke. 

You don’t know that Suna keeps his digital camera with the shitty cracks because you bought it for him from a shop in Akihabara. You don’t know that Suna leaves his packs of pencil lead at home because leaning over your desk in class and seeing that smile on your face is far more fun. You don’t know that he writes with extra pressure on his worksheets to crack his lead and ask for more. 

You didn’t know that Suna Rintarou is in love with you. 

So he grins into your shoulder and tells you.  

amazing perfect miya atsexy (22:14) 1 Attachment GROSS!!!!!! do NOT start making out at practice or i will RESIGN !!!

sunarin (22:14) @ y/n lets start making out at practice

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hi !! i loved your post about suna etc etc and their s/o likes getting teased and pretends to be offended ... can you do the same for kuroo, oikawa, and bokuto please ?? :) thank you !!

spent a good minute thinking about the repercussions for jokingly ignoring kuroo 😗

oh also, I don’t know if you wanted the teasing to still be about their height like the last prompt, so I decided to switch it up (bc idk how to tease short people) apologies if that’s not what you wanted though :(

being ignored by their s/o

feat. Kuroo, Oikawa, Bokuto

Kuroo

Kuroo has an enormous amount of pride catered towards how smart he is- this is a FACT

honestly, you’re grateful for him because he’s always there if you need help with a subject

plus that means you two have plenty of study dates!! a win-win

anyways it’s towards the end of your first class, and the teacher was passing back a test. after grabbing yours, you head over to where Kuroo and Yaku sat

“Tetsurou~!! Are you free this weekend??” you give him puppy-dog eyes, hoping he says yes

he jokingly rolls his eyes at you and teases, “hmm? oh did you fail your test? do you need tutoring? you know babe, you’d do really well if you spent more time listening in class than you do sleeping”

you pause at his words- no that’s not why you’re there. to be fair, in the last week, you have pestered him to help you with this particularly tricky math lesson. and the teacher did just hand back tests, so it makes sense why he asked that

you weren’t upset at his assumption, but you decided it would be quite funny if you pretended you were

your smile soon turned into a small pout and you furrowed your brows, “... never mind”

before Kuroo could tell you he was just joking, you’re already heading back to your seat for your next class

throughout the day you pretend like he doesn’t exist. when you spot him walking towards you, you quickly try to make yourself look busy by talking to a teacher or another student

and props to you for being a really great actor, because after many attempts, Kuroo picks up on how you’re actively ignoring him

so during lunch, he sends Kenma over to investigate

he heads to your classroom, which is where you’ve chosen to eat in order to ignore your boyfriend. he was surprised to see you scrolling on your phone and laughing, since he expected you to be moping around

you look up and smile at the setter, and you hold out your lunch

“Kenma!! oh hey do you want to try some of my lunch? I cooked it myself!!”

but Kenma cuts straight to the point, “you look rather happy for someone who’s supposed to be upset with their boyfriend... are you actually mad at Kuroo?”

your eyes dart to the door and you mouth to him, “is he in the hall?”

Kenma shakes his head, but you’re too skeptical so you go up to check yourself. the coast is clear

“don’t be dumb Kenma, I’m not actually upset at him. but he did tease me today and that was kind of rude of him. so let’s just say I’m teaching him a lesson!!” you try to rationalize your actions

Kenma shakes his head, “whatever- as long as it’s nothing serious” and he walks out of the room. he’s sensible enough to know not to say a word, so you continue to enjoy your lunch

when Kenma reports back to Kuroo, he thinks about what to say so that he wouldn’t be lying to his best friend, but also not betray your trust

“she said something about being dumb and lessons- I don’t know”

Kuroo comes to the conclusion that his comments earlier, in combination with your test score, made you lose confidence in yourself and doubt your intelligence.

failing a test is always a shitty feeling, but Kuroo hates thinking that his words just made you feel even worse

he knew he had to make amends as soon as possible, so he gave his remains lunch to Yaku and left to go find you

while walking to class, Kuroo is fortunate enough to run into you in front of the teachers lounge

before you could scurry away, Kuroo catches your arm and pulls you back towards him

trying your best not to laugh, you turn back and look at him with blank eyes

“did you need something, Kuroo?”

he frowns when he hears you use his last name, and the first thing he does is pull you in for a hug

“I’m sorry about the comment I made about your grades this morning. it was a dumb joke, and I don’t want you to ever think you’re not smart- because you are smart. doesn’t matter how you did on that test, okay?”

you pull away from his hug a bit to look at his face, he looks so apologetic that you almost feel bad for tricking him

“Tets-” you’re interrupted by the teachers lounge door opening

Out exits your math teacher and upon sight, the two of you immediately separate

“oh, there are my two star students! I know this last test was particularly devilish, but you guys did great!!” he beamed at you two, and you could see the confusion forming on Kuroo’s face

“especially you, Miss Y/n! you should be proud- after all you were the only student to get a perfect score!!” and with that announcement, your math teacher walked away

as soon as he was out of sight, Kuroo lifted you up and over his shoulder

“wha- hey BABE PUT ME DOWN” you thrash your legs around, but it’s no use

“not until you apologize for deceiving me like that” he says, acting nonchalant as he passes by confused students

“okay but you were the one making unnecessary jokes in the first place. psSHH how could you think I failed that test when I had the best tutor in the world?”

Kuroo smiles at that comment, but still doesn’t let you down

at the other end of the hallway, Kenma sees the two of you and sighs, “I hate it here” before walking away

Oikawa

you were definitely used to seeing girls flock around your boyfriend

and it didn’t instill any sort of insecurity- although admittedly it did get annoying because it did feel odd knowing that there were girls still trying to win his affection.

still, he never accepted any gifts from them or did anything to make it seem like he was actually interested in them out of respect for your relationship

one morning, you’re at school early for morning duties and you see the four third years heading towards the clubroom

upon seeing you, Oikawa envelopes you in a hug and proceeds to twirl you around

“you guys are literally disgusting” Makki scoffs

ignoring him, Oikawa presents you with a cute box of chocolates

“for you~” he smiles and you eye him suspiciously

“kinda odd for you to have chocolates... where did you get them from Tooru?” you ask

Oikawa rolls his eyes and decides to joke around, “oh yeah a really cute girl gave them to me this morning”

you could see the receipt from the store he bought it from peeking from his school jacket pocket, but somehow you thought it would be a good idea to mess around with him

your smile drops, “oh- you got them... from another girl? that’s cool. um I don’t really want chocolate right now so maybe you should take them!! you should eat them, since you know... a cute girl got it for you!” you offer him a weak smile before announcing you had to head to your classroom for your morning duties

you walk out of the room quickly, praising yourself for your stupendous actions as you recount the third years’ reactions

Oikawa’s face was filled with panic when he thought that you misunderstood his joke

and the other three stood there wide-eyes, not knowing what to do

things would only get funnier throughout the day because naturally, Oikawa would find himself surrounded by girls in the hall

and everytime you witnessed this, you made sure to have some sort of sad expression when you made eye contact with him

you don’t know why you decided to take this little prank even further, but you’re literally hiding in the library in order to avoid Oikawa during lunch

since Oikawa can’t find you, he mopes back to his friends

“Iwa-chan, I think Y/n is upset with meeeee” he whines

“probably, it’s your fault for saying you got the chocolates from another girl you dumbass” Iwaizumi isn’t the most comforting, but you gotta appreciate his honesty

“you know what bothers me though?” Makki speaks up, “I don’t think Y/n is this dumb to believe Oikawa’s joke”

Mattsun nods hid head, “I was literally thinking the same thing. Oikawa would be a big enough idiot to fall for something like this-”

“what, okay first of all that’s rude. also I don’t know if it’s fair to say Y/n is faking her emotions” Oikawa says. of course he doesn’t want to dismiss your own feelings, no matter how off script they may seem

back in the library, you decide to stop the whole act when you see him after school- right before he has practice

throughout the rest of the day, Oikawa is trying to text you- trying to explain everything. but you leave his messages on DELIVERED

he starts to think about how you might have gotten more insecure seeing him be flocked upon by girls and how you probably just didn’t share this feeling

it probably didn’t get any better considering he pretended he accepted chocolates from another girl

he plans out an entire apology for you!! like he is writing an outline of all the times he has wronged you and how it was all just a stupid joke. like he is really keen on making sure you understand how much he loves you and only you

after class he’s unable to find you until he gets a message from Iwaizumi that you’re sitting behind the gym

when Oikawa manages to evade his fans, he sees you sitting against the gym wall, scrolling through your phone

he sits in front of you, and when you notice him, he grabs your hands and begins his apology

“Y/n. I wanted you to know that I lied about getting the chocolates from a girl this morning-”

“I know” you manage to slip in in the middle of his words

“I thought it would be really funny to joke about it but- wait did you say you knew? Who told you, and when?” he looks surprised, wondering which one of his friends confronted you about it

“uhhh I knew the second you told me. plus I saw the store receipt sticking out in your pocket soooo” you giggle at him, but slowly your laughter ceases when his own face gets serious

“you’re telling me that you knew about this, and still decided to ignore me.” his eyes staring into yours are enough to make you lose your thoughts for a second

“I- uh, well you joked around with me first Tooru!!! so I thought I would... do the same?” you smile sweetly, hoping he would forgive you

your boyfriend rolls his eyes, and pulls you forward and into his arms

you wrap your arms around his torso and let out a content sigh- to be honest you did miss being around him today. plus he wasn’t upset with you so no harm no foul-

“you’re so sly Y/n-chan” he whispers in your ear, and you feel a blush forming on your face

but before anything could happen, Iwaizumi rounds the corner of the building

“Shittykawa get your ass over here, it’s time for practice”

leave it to Iwaizumi to ruin the mood

Bokuto

no why would you ignore the owl boy : (

because sometimes he needs to be HUMBLED

it’s already after school, and you were watching the volleyball team practice

today’s practice was much more lax than usual, so it was entertaining to see the team just play around for fun

you’re watching them practice their serves and chatting with the managers when a ball bounces off the floor and hits your face

your face stings for a bit, but you’re completely fine since it wasn’t a direct hit

you look up to see the perpetrator approaching you- and it’s your boyfriend. of course

Bokuto bites his lip, but he can’t help but laugh at what had happened

“oh my god, babe- I'm so sorry but seeing your shocked face right before the ball hit you was the funniest thing ever”

he cups your face to check for injuries but his smile falters when he sees you looking upset

“kou- that really hurt me. I can’t believe you laughed” you pout at him

no of course you weren’t upset, but he literally laughed at you for getting hit. he should feel a bit upset

without giving Bokuto a chance to react, you escape from his hands to hide behind Yukie and Kaori

when the managers turn around to face you, they see you give them a small wink and they give you a small nod in return

turning back to the captain, who sat this point looks really confused and slightly worried, the managers keep up the charade

“Bokuto, you should just let Y/n calm down. get back to practicing” Yukie says and they return to practice

the managers pull you off to the side

“well, I think we deserve an explanation since we just covered your ass there” Kaori says, trying really hard not to laugh and draw in suspicion

“oh my goodness, you saw what happened!! I don’t think Koutarou should have teased me like that. there’s nothing wrong with teaching him a lesson!” you say in a low voice

“I don’t know... don’t get me wrong I think it’s hilarious in theory. but are you sure about this”

you shrug at your friends, “yeah, it’ll be a fun joke.” and the two managers sigh, knowing what would happen to the ace

when the three of you appear back in the team’s line of sight, Bokuto is throwing glances at you, in hopes that you look back

and when you do, his heart absolutely shatters when he sees you give him a hurt look

his hair deflates and he lowers his head as he walks towards Akaashi

“Akaashi... I'm a terrible boyfriend. I injured my girlfriend and then laughed about it” he whines

Akaashi remains as honest as ever, “yeah, I think making fun of her was pushing it Bokuto-san. I don’t blame her for being upset”

as practice continues, it doesn’t take long for everyone to notice Bokuto’s decline in skill. he’s very out of it, and just overall sluggish

you watch in shock as Bokuto tells Akaashi to not set to him anymore

Kaori pokes you in your side, “still think this is a good idea, Y/n?” and Yukie sticks her tongue out at you. the two has 100% expected this outcome

to be fair, you knew that Bokuto would feel apologetic, but your top notch acting really intensified things

during the team’s break, you approach your boyfriend, who’s sitting on the bench alone- away from the rest of the team

you shake your head at how dramatic he can be sometimes, still it was cute how much he was worried for you

you tap his shoulder, and when he looks up you simply plop yourself down on his lap and wrap your arms around him

“I’m sorry” you mumble

Bokuto blinks in confusion, “wha-wait what for?”

“I lied to you. I was never upset at you, I just pretended to be because you decided to tease me and I wanted revenge” you bury your head into his neck, half guilty and half embarrassed

Bokuto wraps his arms around you and takes a deep breath in

maybe he should be upset that you had messed with him, but you were really remorseful and so cute, he decided to forget about it and skip the lecture

instead he gives the top of your head a kiss, “you’re forgiven. but I’m also sorry for hitting and laughing at you” he says

you lift your head to kiss him, “well then, I guess we’re even then” and like that, Bokuto returns to normal

the two of you cuddle a bit more before the team heads back to practice some more

somehow that has given him strength, and his spikes are even more powerful than before

please don’t get hit this time though

LOVESICK.

— a masterlist containing works of bully!haikyuu boys.

the works below contain dark content (dubcon + more to be added), please heed warnings before reading.

all characters in these works are 18+

there’s no set dates/order for these to come out.

list is subject to change! characters can be added and/or removed.

MINORS DNI WITH THESE.

SUNA RINTAROU — CRYBABY.

includes. dubcon/noncon-ish, virginity loss, degradation, slight dacryphilia, fingering, squirting, unprotected penetration, tad bit of hair-pulling, semi-public sex

SAKUSA KIYOOMI — KISS LATER.

includes. dubcon, virginity loss, foot/shoe humping, no prep, unprotected penetration, creampie, semi-public sex, messy, degradation

AKAASHI KEIJI — ONE & ONLY.

includes. slight bully!akaashi, vbc manager!reader, dubcon, fingering, unprotected + creampie, virginity loss, degradation, slight manipulation

MIYA ATSUMU — EGOIST.

includes. (past) bully!atsumu, bullying, harassment , angst, fluff, enemies to lovers

© all writings belongs to suhkusa 2021. do not repost or change.

- Sylvia Plath, from 'Ariel'

“my arm is going to lose circulation if you keep doing that.”

tsukishima glares—or attempts to—at you and scoffs. of course you won’t budge. “it’s not going anywhere, can you let go please?”

you pout, displeased with your boyfriend’s comment. you haven’t seen him all day and only 30 minutes ago had you entered his apartment. needless to say, you currently cling to him like a koala.

he wrangles himself free of your grasp, relieved for his lungs and limbs. walking over to your shared closet—really just his clothes you steal—he rummages before finding something and tossing it your way. “here’s a sweatshirt. that make you feel better?”

you feel your frustration spill over and look at him with a frown. “that’s not the same thing!” you cry, tossing the clothing aside, “why would i want that when you’re right here?”

he blinks, glaring at the sight of your small tantrum. “hey, chill out.” he flicks your forehead before kissing the very spot.

he becomes silent, knowing he can’t argue with your logic. for once, you actually have a very valid point. and maybe, just maybe tsukishima likes when you’re clingy.

you sniffle, watching him settle back at his desk. you’re prepared to go and slip the sweatshirt on but you’re stopped when he softly calls your name.

“come here.” he scoots his chair back and pats his lap.

you stare at him with wide eyes, and wait for someone to pinch you. to wake you up from your dream.

tsukishima blushes a light red, the color spreading through his cheeks and the tips of his ears. “i’m going to retract my offer in a minute if you don’t hurry up.” he threatens, and you can tell he’s flustered by the way he awkwardly has his arms open.

you practically leap into his lap, and he grunts softly at the impact. another blush creeps up his neck and you plant several kisses on his skin. he adjusts you so your legs wrap around his waist as he sits in the chair.

“is that better now?” he asks, his voice rumbling against you at a frequency you know and love.

you curl impossibly further into him. “much better now.” a pleased hum leaves you and you smile.

you hear kei humming a song you recognize as one from your shared playlist and you become elated. he’s not the best singer, but he only really ever hums or sings when he’s around you, and nothing can beat the feeling of being special.

one of kei’s hand slip up your lower back and he rubs small circles up your spine. the gesture makes you drowsy, and you feel yourself begin to fall asleep.

when kei feels the weight of your head on his chest, he almost says your name before he looks down. his heart swells when he sees you fast asleep, hands gripping onto his t-shirt. you look so…peaceful in his hold and he’s glad that no one else but him can hold you like this. see you like this. never in a million years would he want to see you in someone else’s arms.

he smiles, carefully shifting you in his hold so that he can still work. his large hand cradles the back of your head before he presses several kisses to your forehead, his silent way of showing how grateful he is for you. of being able to have you and cherish you and love you like he should.

after awhile he decides to take a break. he picks you in his arms before he moves to your shared bed. he hears you call his name, your voice small and confused.

kei carefully slides in next to you, hushing you quietly. “it’s okay. you’re okay, sweet girl. just go back to sleep. i’m right here.” he says softly, pulling you on top of his chest.

“m‘kay.” you mumble, closing your eyes again.

and you’re sure you’re not hallucinating but if you weren’t so drowsy, you could clearly hear kei mumble ‘love you’ before you fall back asleep.

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being sakusa’s sweet, innocent leetle housewife, maybe you’re a bit younger than him too, to the point where the media points out the age diff 🥺 he loves how doting you are, always there to welcome him home with a hot meal and a clean house. all you know is taking care of omi, cleaning for omi, dressing up for omi 💘💘 but the people on the media are harsh and you’re nothing but a gold diggin whore!!! you bawl ur lil eyes out & sakusa decides to return the favor & take care of you! by stuffing u full and overstimming u until the only reason ur crying bc all this sensory overload 💘 maybe this will be the time he can finally fuck a baby in u too, u deserve a nice reward for being so good to him!

this is so cute 🥺🥺🥺🥺 omi be my hubby hours

nsfwish, fem reader, breeding

lately, he’s been coming back to sights like this.

you sniffling in bed, wrapped up in blankets as you scroll through your phone. he can’t help but sigh as he puts his gym bag down. “what is it?”

“it’s all these people, omi...” you put your phone down, tears in your eyes. “they all think i’m just a gold digging wh- whore...”

would a gold digging whore stutter the word?

“oh, baby...” he sits down next to you. “they don’t know anything about us, and you know that. don’t listen to them.”

“i know, omi...” you wipe at your eyes. “i know you must be getting tired from me crying about this all the time. it just really hurts my feelings.”

he clicks his tongue and brings you into his arms, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “you shouldn’t let it get to you. you’re perfect.”

“i’m--”

his lips trail down, until he’s peppering kisses on your face. you giggle a bit.

“listen, you’re the perfect wife.” he places a kiss under your jaw. “you always take care of the house, of me... always look so pretty in your dresses...”

“that you buy for me...”

“it’s just because i like how they look on you.” he trails his lips down your arm, ending with a kiss on your hand. “but i’ll be honest, i think what’s underneath the dress it a lot prettier.”

“omi...” you gasp as he pulls at the shirt you’re wearing (which is his). 

“you do so much for me...” he pulls it up to reveal your chest. “i want to give you what you want most of all... i know you must be lonely in this house when i’m gone... i think you need a baby.”

“a baby?” you smile.

“mhm...” he wipes the stray tears off your cheeks. “i think you’d make a good mom.”

“oh, omi...”

he kisses you, pushing you back on the bed so he can fit between your legs which you so easily spread for him. 

“if a baby’s what you want...” he grunts as he grinds his hips down. “then that’s what i’ll give you.”

“oh, thank you omi, thank you. i want your baby, omi.”

you always know how to make him happy.

idk i randomly woke up thinking of this buuut do you think you can write one where the s/o is looking really good and they're about to head out for like a business meeting or hanging out with their friends. like how would the hq boys react? you can use anyone you want or are comfy with. i also hope you have a good day and make sure to drink water and get at least a little bit of sun or fresh air :)

HAIKYUU BOYS REACTIONS WHEN YOU DRESS UP TO GO OUT

characters — timeskip!miya atsumu, kuroo tetsurō, miya osamu, suna rintarō, iwaizumi hajime

a/n — warning ⚠️ okay some got a lil suggestive but not too much, im sorry i’m the worst lmao. have an amazing day my love, i hope you enjoy <3 i’m kinda happy w these!

☾ ATSUMU his head shot up from where he lay on the couch once he seen you come into his view from the bedroom, eyes dragging up and down your figure as he groaned when he stood up to walk towards you, his hands immediately grabbing you as he pulled you into his chest “what’s ma baby all dressed up for hmm?” “going out ‘tsumu” he hummed as his head dipped to place gentle kisses up the expanse of your shoulder before travelling up your neck, stopping to suck a visible purple mark just below your ear before he pulled away to admire it “ya sure ya don’t wanna stay home with me?” his facade drops so quick when you playfully shove him away and tell him “no” with a giggle, slaps your ass on your way out the door though.

☾ KUROO he whistled lowly as his eyes met yours as you adjusted your clothes in the bedroom mirror, a smirk already stretching his features as he walked towards you “now, now kitten— all this for me?” you rolled your eyes at his teasing as his arms wrapped around you from behind, admiring your features in the mirror before his hand traced up your body, fingers tightening around your chin, turning your head towards him in favour of placing a gentle peck on your lips before he pulled away to admire you a little longer, silence finally broken as he drawled out his words almost seductively “are you made of Fluorine, Iodine, and Neon? because kitten, you are F-I-Ne” you both end up laughing so hard because he’s such a dork, he tells you to have a good time though, we love him.

☾ OSAMU he was in the kitchen cleaning up when you came into show him your outfit before you left, he smiles so big and immediately opens his arms to wrap them around you, giving your forehead a few kisses before he rests his lips against the skin “how do i look samu?” “ya look amazin’ angel, ya always do.” pulls away to fix any of your clothes he might’ve messed up with how tight he hugged you “ya want anything done for ya comin’ back? are ya gonna eat while yer out or a can make ya somethin’?” you just nod before he walks you to the door, giving you once last longing glance as he checks you out shamelessly “enjoy yerself alright? not too much though, al be waitin’ for ya comin’ home for that.”

☾ SUNA he was scrolling through his phone on the couch when you walked into the room, immediately locking his phone and flinging it down beside him when you walked in as he looks at you with his lips slightly upturned “do i look okay, rin?” he straightens up a little as he pats his lap, arms immediately wrapping around you as he pulls you on top of him, his hands running up the expanse of your thighs as they squeeze at the skin— his gaze never leaving yours, his words almost a raspy groan “fuck, so pretty.” one of his hands moving higher to rest on your neck as his lips slide against yours sweetly, a contrast to the hungry look in his eyes as he grins when he pulls away “send me some photos when you’re out?”

☾ IWAIZUMI you swear you heard him growl when your gaze met his, his muscled arm stretched along the back of the couch as you watch the heat creep up his neck and across his cheeks when you catch his gaze lingering on your figure. his voice comes out deep, one your used to but only in more intimate moments with him as he rises from his place to move closer to you “shit doll, look so fucking good for me.” one of his hands moving around the expanse of your hips as he grabbed a handful of your ass in his palm, lips capturing yours slowly even though his other hand tightened on your waist with more urgency, he pulls away shortly after, gazing down at you with the same blush he’d always had before he’s reaching for his keys “let me drop you off? need to make sure my princess is safe right?”

Those scenarios of the boys getting their friends with benefits pregnant were really cute! 💖 Can I request the same thing but with Tendou, Osamu and Kuroo please?

He just looked you up and down and then turned his head back to the TV 

blinking slowly you grab a pillow and slam it right in his face 

“OW! WHAT THE FUCK?” he yells in shock while you go for another hit 

“Are you KIDDING ME!? You knock me up and all you do is go back to the TV!!!! I should KILL YOU!” You roar 

His eyes widen as he thought you were messing with him, but you weren't 

“Oh….holy fuck….i thought you were joking.” He gasps covering his mouth in shock 

“jOKING? i FUCKING WISH!” You snarl and slam the pillow into his face yet again 

“Dammit Y/N, stop hitting me okay. I got it…you’re…….pregnant with my..our child.” He whispers 

But that stupid smile breaks across his face which has you calming down 

“We’re having a baby.” He whispers and moves hugging your stomach 

“Hi little bean….i hope you get mommy’s looks.” He whispers and laughs happily 

Utter disgust not at you or anything but at the fact he was the one to get someone pregnant before Atsumu 

“Are you sure? Maybe you slept with Atsumu.” He says and you don’t even think twice 

you slap the shit out of him 

“What? I’m serious, it couldn’t have been me, no way I knock someone up before Atsumu!” He huffs and starts dialing his brothers number 

“Osamu…I’m pregnant with your damn baby and you’re more worried about the fact you fucked up before Atsumu?” You ask 

Osamu freezes and finally takes in your appearance 

you were a wreck, hair messy and eyes swollen ad red from crying 

“oh…baby I’m…god i’m sorry.” he whispers and moves hugging you 

you didn’t care if you were being ridiculous but you started to cry all over again 

“We’ll figure this alright, and whatever you choose to do I’ll support you a 100%. Don’t feel pressured into having the baby it’s your choose okay.” he whispers into your hair and holds you while you cry 

This mfer was ecstatic

He was smiling so damn hard you thought his cheeks were going to fall off 

“Really? I’m going to be a daddy? I mean I already am, but now an official one?” he asks laughing loudly 

You grumble and move grabbing the ultrasound and handing it too him and he freezes 

not one, but two tiny blobs labeled baby A and Baby B 

“twins?” he asks and looks up at you while you swallow your worry ad nod 

he stares at the ultrasound and then you notice small wet spots on it 

“Kuroo?” You ask touching his face and making him look up 

tears laced his eye which has you swallow thickly and move pulling him into a hug

“Thank you…thank you…thank you.” He sobs softly as he was finally getting what he’s always wanted  

A family 

『The Pretty Third Year』

pairing: Oikawa Toru x Reader

anon request: can i pls hav a scenario where oikawa was practicing his serves and the f!reader was hit by the ball and when he came to her she saw his face and was like: “..god?” or smth like that skdhsj

a/n: ngl kinda got carried away with this one

wc: 1.1k

genre: just some fluff and hinting of future romance bc oikawa’s smitten lmao

warning/s: none

You had no care for the world at all as you stroll towards the almost empty volleyball gym, skeptical about your decision to give being their manager a go. 

“You won’t regret it, you’ll see, I bet you’ll get along with our captain,” Kindaichi grins. 

“Hm, now that you say it, Oikawa-san and y/n would click, childish minds and all that shit,” Kunimi nods, “up to you though,” followed by a shrug. 

Well, their words can’t have come from nowhere, even Kunimi agrees that you’ll love managing the team, and gaining a few more friends isn’t bad either. Poking your head through the doorway, you scan the place, immediately intimidated by the frowning third year by the benches. 

In an instant you hide outside, telling yourself that you could maybe make friends elsewhere and that being their volleyball team manager just ain’t for you. Right, you smile to yourself, relieved that you didn’t have to face any scary scowling third years. 

“Oy y/n I saw you, just come in!” You kinda want to punch an onion-head right now, but you keep it cool and stop moving, hoping the silence would be enough sign for him to leave you alone. 

“Maybe you’re imagining things.” Listen to Kunimi, please.

“Y/n just come in!” 

“Fine,” you grumble to yourself, legs begrudgingly carrying you towards the door. The last thing you see is Kindaichi’s horrified expression before you’re knocked to the ground.

For more than a few seconds, everything’s shifting and you couldn’t comprehend what was happening around you, your head hurt and you were beyond dizzy. Just when you’re about to fall to your side— your head no doubt bound to make contact with the wooden floor, a hand supports your head from behind while your back rested on something firm, warm and moist with sweat. 

Oh, it’s someone’s thigh. 

Your vision’s all blurry with your head pounding too much for you to understand the string of apologies and “are you okay’s” from Oikawa, who guiltily so— was the one to hit you with his infamous nasty serve. 

“Iwa-chan is she dead? Oh my god I can’t kill someone!” 

“Y/n are you alright?”

“Back off, give her some space, but seriously are you okay? Can I take you to the hospital?” Toru couldn’t hide the worry and panic in his voice as he looked back at your squinted eyes, his calf starting to ache from having to support you with his thigh but he couldn’t care less, no. 

Finally, you could see quite better, though you still had to squint your eyes as you looked up at the the third year who held you, the light a tad bit too bright behind his head. 

“It’s too bright,” you groan in pain, and you feel his hand brushing strands of hair off your face. “Is it now?” You hear him mutter mindlessly to himself under his breath before he slightly shifts, now blocking the light from your face. 

“Better?” He smiles, and when you could now see him clearly, it’s as if your brain and rationality flew out the window. “Pretty,” the word comes out in a genuine and awestruck tone, definitely clear and loud enough for everyone to hear. 

Oikawa Toru was indeed the prettiest person your eyes ever landed on your whole life— with his mint green Seijoh shirt, the material sticking to his chest because of his sweat, his handsomely disheveled hair that you could only imagine running your fingers through, and with his lips slightly apart as he breathed through them; chest rising up and down quite heavily, obviously because he’s been practicing too long. 

He smells so freaking great, and he was extremely close you’re gravitated to hold him. 

What really had you smitten and weak were his eyes though, with the way he looked at you, you could almost pretend he found you as interesting and beautiful as you did him. 

You snap out of it the moment you hear Kindaichi’s laughter. Oikawa was clearly surprised at what you had just said—speechless, eyebrows raised, and head cocked to the side in puzzle. 

Kunimi snorts from behind his captain, “she’s okay,” he says while trying to stifle his giggle. Oikawa’s caught in a dilemma, should he flirt and get carried away with the admiring look in your eyes or should he check on your condition first?

The latter, he tells himself. 

“Y/n-chan, was it? You okay? Does your head hurt?” He calmly asks you as he helps you completely sit up without having to lean on him. 

Toru being afraid you’ll collapse or get dizzy again, was still sitting at the balls of his feet, his thigh just behind your back and his hand unconsciously massaging your head. This doesn’t go unnoticed by everyone, of course— what a shocker, the Great Oikawa was genuinely this concerned even though you’re evidently okay now?

“Here,” he offers his hand, helping you stand up, the both of you failing to fight the fuzzy feeling in your chests at the contact. You may look like you were still battling the dizziness in your head but in reality, you were cringing so bad now that you’ve realized what you had just said. 

“Thanks, Oikawa-senpai,” you shyly mutter, your idiot friends giggling at your exchange. For obvious reasons, you can’t bring yourself to look up at Oikawa, “I’m really sorry y/n-chan, you appeared out of nowhere, you could hit me back if you like, though Iwa-chan already hit me hard too, wait, no, the point is, I’m really really sorry,” he brings his hands together as he slightly bows his head.

“It’s fine, please don’t worry about it,” you try to reassure him, instinctively grabbing his hands to have him retrieve himself from that position and at the same time planning your escape. “Uh, it’s late, I have to go,” you awkwardly say when he looks at you, and your eyes meet even if it’s just for a mere second before you looked away again. 

“You sure you’re okay?” He asks, eyes darting to his hands which you’ve held just seconds ago— he doesn’t want you to go yet. 

“Yes, uh, goodnight, and uhm well, take care,” you flush, cringing at every word that came out of your mouth. Take care? Wow, you sound so stupid. 

Before he could say something back, you’ve rushed out of the gym, his heart ultimately deflating after seeing you go. With a sigh, he turns on his heels to get back to practicing his serves— he can’t help it, there’s nothing he could do to see you nor does he have any reason to talk to you again. 

Little did he know you sat right outside the gym, on the first step of the staircase, with your hand on your chest at an attempt to calm down your erratic heartbeat. The image of his smile, his eyes, his face— breathtaking. His voice was velvet and his supposedly platonic touches were so immaculate for you that you still feel the tingles and the warmth despite being out there in the cold. 

Your friends were right, you’d love to manage their team.

or maybe you’ll love him, an involuntary voice from your subconscious makes you grow flustered all over again. 

“That sucked,” Iwaizumi comments just to piss him off more, referring to his 27th failed attempt at a decent serve. Oikawa groans, running his hands through his hair in frustration, “how annoying!” 

“Oikawa-san, you’ll see her again, you know,” Kunimi nonchalantly says without looking up as he scrolls through his phone, aware of how he’s got his captain’s attention in an instant. 

“What? What do you mean? I wouldn’t care less if I don’t Kunimi-kun,” he tries to brush it off, though he was beyond curious— when and how could he look back at those pretty e/c eyes of yours and hear you call him pretty again? 

“Y/n L/n, Seijoh first year, class 1-2,” he says with an eye roll. Oikawa grins— so you went to his school too, now there’s nothing to be down about anymore. Maybe he’ll accidentally cross paths with you in the halls and maybe he’ll accidentally strike up a conversation too. 

“So you guys are friends?” He asks, the subtle smile on his face never shaken off. “I guess, and just so you know, she came here because we asked her to try being our manager.” 

“Our manager?” He smirks, spinning the ball in his hands now with oozing confidence and ease, “even better,” he chuckles before tossing the ball in the air, and with full force sending it across the net, successfully hitting the floor with precision, speed and power. 

“Someone’s fired up,” Iwaizumi says with an eye roll, but his comment was ignored as Toru happily hums to himself, picking up another ball from the ground 

“Can’t wait to know you, y/n l/n.” 

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big and bad (pt. 2)

pairing: matsukawa issei x f!reader

summary: the woods are a dark place.

genre: fantasy

word count: 2.9K

warnings: 18+, dubcon in the beginning, oral (m. receiving), vaginal s3cs, slight size kink, breeding

author’s note: here’s part 2 of my HQHQ server collab! i recommend reading part one so you have plot because otherwise this is just,, pwp LOL anyways, hope you guys enjoy!

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