#haikyuu inarizaki smau

[sun4r1nnity]

"you shouldnt wear that,"

you were taken aback by the unexpected comment from the man you hardly knew, your mouth agape as words failed to come forth. "i-im sorry..?" you asked, your voice tinged with hesitation and confusion. the man has a bored look on his face, but his words is totally striking your pride. "you're miya's girlfriend arent you? but people cant seem to differentiate between you and a slut because of that dress you're wearing," you were really surprised by his rudeness, and the word 'slut' hurts you like shit. no one has ever called you that, and why is this random stranger degrading you like you're some low women?

"what the hell did you just say to my girl?" atsumu's voice was cold and harsh, his angry tone evident. "who the fuck are you to tell my girl what to wear?" he asked, his fists clenched and jaw tightening. before you could speak, atsumu punched the guy. a commotion ensued, and you both left the party as the situation worsened. its safe to say atsumu made some new enemies that night, and now he's enduring a lecture from you while you apply ice to his bruised jaw.

you know atsumu is not a weak man; he will throw punches if needed for you. he doesn't mind being your knight in shining armor, because it's you.

"dont mind his words, you can wear whatever the fuck you want because i can and will fight if anyone opposes," a smile formed on your lips as you heard atsumu's words.

[clawsdevour]

you kissed me

wc: 0.3k content warning: post-timeskip, established relationship, drunk!atsumu x reader, fluff, implied drinking/partying, not proofread

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bzzzz bzzzzzz...

the sound of your phone vibrating against your nightstand, interrupting your flow of sleep. a message from your boyfriend this early in the morning?

eyes still dazed and mind still hung over from last night's wild party at suna's. blinking away the grogginess as you attempt to lock in your consciousness despite being half asleep.

gripping your phone from your nightstand that continued to vibrate in the palms of your limp hands, squinting at the bright illuminating screen.

what does atsumu want so early in the morning? you groaned out of exhaustion in your head. the first words at the top of your notifications caught your attention really got you questioning what he did.

atsumu: I'M SORRY!! I'M SO SORRY

half awake and lost, you press on the other notifications under the most recent message that read-

atsumu: DON'T GET MAD BUT...

atsumu: I ACCIDENTALLY KISSED ANOTHER PERSON LAST NIGHT AT SUNA'S PARTY i'm so sorry babe

um, what? that definitely woke you up due to the shock factor that had you spiraling for a moment as you try to recall last night's party.

the whole time you could have sworn that you were with atsumu, just barely drinking anything. okay maybe one or two, but atsumu was wasted!

thinking back, you quite literally don't even remember him being even near another girl. he's only been around his buddies the whole time as well.

coming to a conclusion when you realized, that "somebody else" atsumu's talking about was you. at some point at the party when he was totally out of it, he was bodying his limp and heavy stature on you to give you a simple peck made more complicated than needed.

stupid atsumu.

you: ...

you: you kissed me dumbass

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[struwberrii]

it’s so sweet ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

you run a bakery across the street from onigiri miya, you and the owner, osamu miya, often visit each others stores. that led you to meeting suna rintarou, one of osamus childhood friends. how many warm chocolate chip cookies will it take to melt his icy heart <3

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pairing : suna rintarou x f!reader

status : ongoing! ♡

taglist : comment to be added !

warnings/info : modern au, y/n is kind of girly, mentions of substance use and smoking, y/n also bakes and runs a bakery, suna is kind of sarcastic/mean, all characters are post time skip , maybe a love triangle teehee :)

it’s so sweet playlist

bakery playlist

onigiri miya playlist

it’s so sweet pinterest board

chapter 1 : the usual ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

chapter 2 : dreamy desserts 🍰⋆⟡˖ ࣪

chapter 3 : terms and conditions ⋆⭒˚.⋆

[izufeels]

ACCIDENTAL CONFESSIONS! ACCIDENTAL CONFESSIONS! With inarizaki? And/or Seijoh??

⁝ TOORU OIKAWA, TAKAHIRO HANAMAKI, SHIGERU YAHABA, ATSUMU MIYA, RINTAROU SUNA, OSAMU MIYA !

description: you get a text from him, that is very much not meant for you

content warning; smau; profanity; accidental confessions; one singular kms joke

[starshays]

tears

suna rintarou x fem!reader

in which : suna notices things about you, such when you're about to cry

warnings : small mention of blood

a/n : first work !!!

suna rintaro was completely and utterly enamored with you. you were just too damn pretty for your own good. he was used to watching you. not creepily just observing. watching your mannerisms. 

he noticed the way you flushed when someone gave you a compliment or the way you carry small hair ties on your wrist because your hair constantly falls in your face. he also knows that before you cry your nose twitches and your lips wobble as you press them together to make it less obvious. but the biggest telltale sign of tears is the way you pick at your cuticles until there’s a tiny bit of blood.

so when he sees all these happen when he’s alone with you, he thinks his world could end right then and there. 

you turn your face away from suna and begin furiously wiping your eyes. “i- i’m sorry rintaro, i- i don’t know why i’m crying and-“ you hiccuped while taking rubbing your face.

suna frowned and grabbed a hold of your hands. “calm down,” he whispered, his words as gentle as his actions as he thumbed your tears away. when you looked at him with glassy eyes and a small pout on your lips, he could have sworn his heart stopped beating for a good few seconds.

you were so beautiful.

“let me see that dazzling smile again,” he said breathlessly, pulling your cheeks up to twist your lips into a small grin. and when he let go that smile was still on your face.

“thank you rintaro,” you tucked your hair behind your ear smiling shyly at him. suna smiled back. “gimme a call anytime those tears come back.”

[w2mini]

INARIZAKI TEAM . CALL THE POLICE! HUH?!

inarizaki vb team x manager!reader

warnings ; swearing, but its just pure fluff, and they’re all just whipped for you 😋

SYNOPSIS ˎˊ˗ It was currently the students favorite time of the academic year, the intramurals. Unfortunately though, you got injured during one of your games, the Inarizaki vb team panics, chaos ensues.

╰ You honestly don’t know why you agreed to be in this position, but a classmate of yours listed your name on the players for the basketball girls team without your knowledge about it so now you’re quite literally forced to play to represent your class.

“PLEASE I swear it’ll be just one game” one of your class officers pleads for you to join.

“But I don’t even play basketball-“

“We barely have any players and most of us quite literally suck at sports!”

“no”

“yes”

“no”

“I’ll treat you a (favorite food)”

Now you were tempted by that offer, you paused for a moment before letting out a sigh and finally nodded in agreement.

“Alright fine I’ll play” you swore you saw your classmate having sparkles around them after you agreed.

And that is how you ended up in this situation as you were currently warming up on the basketball court and wearing the jersey your class designed, at least the color suited you nicely.

You couldn’t care less about the outcome of the game and you just wanted it to end as soon as possible, that is if it weren’t for them watching on the sidelines.

“GO [NAME]!!”

A certain piss blonde yelled from the audience, your eye twitched in annoyance and you could feel a vein pop from your head, good lord this is so embarrassing.

Although it was the Intramurals, varsity players weren’t allowed to join the games, hence why the volleyball club that you babysit managed decided to watch you play and embarrass you with their loud cheers (Atsumu).

“THATS OUR PRETTY MANAGER OVER THERE!”

“SHOOT THE BALL [NAME]”

You were mentally praying for the gods to take that annoying setter away and saying that he was ready for it, you didn’t even dare to give the group a single glance as your face heated up in embarrassment, your fist was screaming to pack a punch right now.

“Yer look good in that jersey!” why thank you Osamu for being the better twin but did it really have to be in front of half of the school?

And god forbid giving Suna a phone, you can clearly see that he has his phone up with the camera pointed towards you, what ever happened to media privacy these days?

The referee for the game suddenly blew their whistle, signaling to start the match, and gestured for the players to round up on the court.

‘It’s just intramurals’ is what you repeatedly told yourself, while you didn’t care about who would step out of the gymnasium as winners, you felt slightly nervous about making a mistake as you thought about the worst-case scenarios that could go downhill as you played.

One of your classmates noticed this as she approached you and gave a light pat on your back “Just take it easy and enjoy the game” Right, good point, you weren’t even a basketball player in the first place.

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The game was surprisingly going okay despite being four points away from the other section’s score, sweat trickled down your skin as your breath kept getting heavier. You placed your hands on your knees as you tried to regain your composure, damn since when was basketball this intense?

Meanwhile, on the sidelines, the volleyball club kept cheering for you as the game went on. Despite how worn out you were starting to feel, their cheers never failed to motivate you despite how stupid it’s gonna sound most of the time, a soft smile forms on your lips at the wholesome thought.

“[Name] is surprisingly doing good for a sport she doesn’t play,” Kita stated continuing to observe you, despite the lack of emotion on his face, he was impressed with your stamina and the ability to keep up despite how intense it gets and the disadvantage of your physique. (Atsumu and Osamu’s constant bickering was your stamina training)

Aran nods in agreement with Kita’s statement, unbeknownst to them, it was Aran who taught you a few tricks in basketball since you complained about not knowing the sport, although he wasn’t that much of a player of basketball, he was willing to help you learn since you’re their precious manager after all.

Aran taught back to the week before the intramurals, the volleyball boys had just finished their practice for the day and you were currently passing their water bottles to each one like the amazing manager you were. When it was Aran’s turn to receive it, you handed him the water bottle and proceeded to ask if he still played basketball.

“I don’t play that often anymore, but I still know how to, is something the matter with it?” He asks as he drinks from the bottle and wipes off the sweat from his face with a hand towel.

“It’s nothing serious, I just got forced to play for the upcoming intramurals, and well…” Aran made an ‘oh I see’ expression as he nodded in response.

He ruffled your hair and had a warm smile on his face “If you’re asking for help I’m willing to do so, we can start tomorrow after club practice” Sometimes you ask yourself if the man in front of you right now descended from the heavens.

“Really?! That really means a lot, thanks Aran!” he swore he saw your eyes light up. You got the ACE of Inarizaki feeling his knees weaken at your sight, you were just so adorable!

Atsumu abruptly standing up from his seat and cheering loudly snapped Aran from his thoughts, he can be so ironic sometimes.

The ball was passed to you as you dribbled away with it to go to the designated hoop your team was supposed to shoot in. Unfortunately for you, the disadvantage of getting the ball was getting cornered by the enemy team.

Fuck, this is what you hated the most, defense. You held the ball tightly as they cornered you from the back to prevent you from going further.

As you were about to attempt to pass the ball to another teammate, you felt a sudden force slam into your back, causing you to drop to one knee and gasp in pain as your knee collided with the ground, you swore you felt a bruising form there.

You were thrown off balance as your back was forced downward, propelling your body forward and sending a sudden shock through your spine with the sudden movement. You tumbled to the ground, hitting your head with a resounding thud.

It all happened simultaneously, a sharp, unbearable ache shot through your knee. You couldn't tell if it was bleeding or not due to your hazy vision. As if that wasn't enough, your back threatened to cramp up while your head throbbed with an intense, stabbing pain.

You could hear the referee's whistle signaling to stop the game. You clutched your head, trying to ease the pain, as your body shivered from the overwhelming intensity of the pain from head to knee.

“Oh my god are you okay? I didn’t mean to trip on you I’m so sorry!” one of the players from the other section that you were playing against with cries out, you could hear the visible guilt in her voice.

"[Name]!" Aran's urgent call rang out, prompting the entire volleyball club to spring into action. In an instant, they converged around you, their concern palpable as panic threatened to take hold.

“IS SHE OKAY? SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE!” Michinari panicked, not even realizing he mentioned the wrong department.

“Dumbass! yer mean the ambulance?” Atsumu replies as he had his arms protectively wrapped around your figure.

“Atsumu that’s enough, we should bring her to the nurse’s office.” Kita instructs as they all nodded.

“Can yer stand?” Atsumu assists you to stand on your feet and observed your figure, you weakly nod as you barely stood up straight, not when your knee was bleeding.

“Are yer a dumbass? Isn’t it obvious she can’t?!” says Osamu and this only fueled Atsumu’s anger until you spoke.

"No, I-I'm fine, I swear," you lied, trying to prevent them from bickering further. You feel your legs immediately giving up, so you quickly hold onto Atsumu's arm for support before you completely fall. "Okay, maybe not," you muttered weakly.

As your head spun and your whole body screamed for help, you found yourself holding onto Atsumu's arm for support like how a koala holds onto a tree. You rested your aching head on his shoulder, you couldn't help but release a frustrated sigh. Guilt washed over you as you realized you had dragged them into this mess. This was not how any of this was supposed to go.

The blonde's eyes softened when he saw you, he’s always had a soft spot for you after all. It was rare for you to ask for help from others, but this time was an exception. "I've got ya, princess. Yer can count on me," He said. You simply nodded in reply, not expecting what would happen next.

“Huh wait- what are you doing-“ You gasped when he swept you off your feet and held you in a bridal-style embrace as you held onto his shirt, drawing coos from the surrounding crowd.

“Yer so embarrassing!” Osamu cringed at the scene, Suna took a picture, the others just let out a sigh in disbelief, and you were too exhausted to protest and ask him to release you (you didn’t wanna walk anyway). Despite your weariness, you couldn't help but blush in embarrassment at the attention.

“At least be careful when carrying her yer pig!” the grey-haired twin calls out in concern and annoyance, he could never trust his brother with these types of situations.

“I am being careful! Would ya quit complaining?!” Atsumu retorted as he held onto you tightly as if he was scared to drop you.

“Oh my god, just go!” Aran stops them from fighting further as they all went to the nurse.

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You were currently sitting on one of the beds as the nurse tended your wound on the knee, “You should be more careful next time. It’s a relief it won't be that serious,” the nurse states as she sanitizes your knee before wrapping it up with a bandage.

You let out a hiss as the pain shot through you but soon collected yourself. You applied the cold compress the nurse had handed you to your forehead, and you felt a surge of cold, refreshing mintiness that eased the cramp in your back, thanks to the cooling patch the nurse had placed there.

Meanwhile outside of the nurse’s office was a bunch of guys who were waiting for you with distressed faces like they had just gotten their horrible exam scores, everyone who passed by them gave them a concerned look.

Although they may not always express it openly, they genuinely value and appreciate your hard work as their manager. Your significant contributions have made you an indispensable part of the club, and it's difficult to envision the team without your steadfast and reliable presence.

Who will refill the water bottles? Who will give them their towels after a match? Who will stop the twins from arguing? Who’s going to shower them with your lovely praises—?!

“You guys look depressed” Your voice suddenly cuts through the unbearable silence that loomed over them as you stood there at the door arms crossed, and a cooling patch on your forehead.

Not wasting a second later, the twins tackled you as they dramatically cried and rambled on how they couldn’t live without you.

“WE THOUGHT YOU WERE GONNA DIE!” chill out Atsumu.

“Please don’t do that again, I haven’t repaid your (favorite food) that I ate the other day” It’s okay Osamu– wait YOU DID WHAT?!

“I don't think you guys should do that-“Go tell them Omimi!

“Be careful with her! she just got out of the office!” Aran calls out in concern, poor him never getting a break with the twins’ antics.

“Andddd that’s going to the favorites album,” says Suna as he records the moment with his phone, what a bastard.

The pair of twins who were still clinging onto you are taken aback when they hear you let out a chuckle. Even Kita seems astonished, holy moly you were smiling? Their manager, who was always so serious and stoic around them was chuckling?!?!

"…Don't worry guys, it's just that my body isn't used to sudden physical activity, but the nurse assured me that I'll be back to normal in no time," you reassured them with a gentle smile playing on your lips, conveying the situation with a calming tone.

With the way they portray you in this moment right now, you probably wouldn't survive a Greek mythology story if Aphrodite was involved.

“Yer cute when ya smile,” Atsumu said as he rested his chin on your shoulder, shamelessly poking your cheek.

Aran approaches you and ruffles your hair, “We’re just glad you’re okay” he says with a warm smile.

Without warning, Michinari enthusiastically shouts, 'GROUP HUG!' and proceeds to pull everyone in close for an embrace.

You have consistently maintained a sense of distance from the boys, even though you are their manager, creating a substantial barrier that keeps you separated from them.

Becoming too personal and vulnerable with them was the last thing you wanted; it's not that you disliked them— you simply didn't want to appear as weak and delicate in their presence.

And not to mention their fangirls too, that burden alone was heavy enough to carry on your own, they were considered one of the best teams nationwide, and it was pressuring enough to just stand beside them, you weren't strong and outstanding like them, so you decided that it's probably for the best to stay hidden in the shadows.

Walking quickly past them in the hallways, only engaging in conversation if they initiated it, and maintaining a strictly professional relationship with them as classmates. These were the guidelines you set for yourself.

But seeing how much they were worried for you at this moment right now over an injury that would heal quickly tomorrow, you couldn't help but let a sense of vulnerability crack through your shell. You felt safe with them.

Maybe you could start getting used to moments like these.

NOTES ˎˊ˗ did i write this during our intramurals where i was supposed to be cheering for our team but instead wrote this? yes. Also I’m legit about the injury too btw, idk how my classmate survived that, shes a different breed😭😭

IKK im supposed to be updating love next door but i just had a thought, erm… forgive me🥹🥹

im never getting tired w/ these inarizaki manager fics, someone tag me on more 🔥🔥

hello mga fellow filipinos na intrams ngayon, kaya pa ba? HHAHAHHAHAH

sorry if i couldnt fit the rest of the inarizaki members and gave them more interactions… i may or may have not focused more on [name], whoops

[leahrintarou]

✩₊˚.⋆ BABY NUMBER TWO ! - osamu miya / 10.12 / kinktober

CW: they're parents to a newborn, breeding kink, lactation, she/her pronouns, female anatomy, pet names,

Word Count: 1.4k

Author's Note: welcome to my seventh post of kinktober. i definitely stepped out of my comfort zone to write this so i hope you all enjoy. leave a like and reblog to show support.

osamu and y/n stepped out of the restaurant, the evening air cool and refreshing after the warmth inside. their date night had been perfect—good food, laughter, and moments that reminded them both why they cherished each other so much. as they walked toward the car, osamu slipped an arm around her waist, pulling her close with a grin.

“you know, i had a great time tonight,” he murmured, his voice low and playful as he leaned in, brushing his lips against her ear.

y/n smiled, squeezing his hand. “me too. you really know how to spoil me, samu.”

he chuckled, leaning back to look at her, his eyes softening. “only the best for you,” he replied. as they reached the car, he paused, his hands resting lightly on her waist before sliding one hand up to her chest, a slight squeeze to her breast. but as he did, she let out a sharp hiss, pulling away slightly. osamu’s face immediately shifted from playful to concerned, his hand retracting as he looked at y/n with worry. “sorry, did that hurt?” he asked, searching her expression.

y/n gave him a small smile, swiping her hand down her arm as she nodded. “yeah, a little. i think i might be sore,” she explained, trying to reassure him that it wasn’t his fault. he reached out, gently cupping her face with his hands. “we don’t have to do anything tonight if you’re not feeling up to it,” he said softly, his thumb tracing light circles on her cheek. “i just want you to be comfortable.”

she leaned into his touch, appreciating his gentleness and understanding. “thanks, samu,” she replied, taking his hand in hers. “my pump broke this morning and kaori has already been fed.” that was the name of their three month newborn little girl. "should we pick up a new one before we go home?" 

"no, all the shops are close by now. I'll figure it out." she gave him a tired smile and he osamu gave her a wary look. "im fine, i promise." she reassured. he nodded, voice still sounding unconvinced. 

"okay, baby." 

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“thanks for watching her for us.” y/n said to both atsumu and sakusa. they insisted on watching kaori so that she and osamu could have some sort of break. They were new parents so to say it was stressful was an understatement. “anytime.” as they walked through the front door, closing it behind them, y/n turned to same, letting out a heavy sigh. “Going to take a warm shower to try and help these.” she said, wrapping her arms around herself. 

Samu nodded, following her down the hallway and to their bedroom. He started to get undressed and a few seconds later, he heard the sound of the shower running. He felt bad for the pain that y/n was currently experiencing, but he also couldn't help the way his mind trailed off to other things. Her breasts were obviously larger and he could tell as much due to the low neckline of the dress she wore. 

He wanted to believe that it was just an innocent concern, but his thoughts of impurity drove him to take careful steps towards the bathroom. The door was left ajar so he only had to push it slightly for it to swing open. Behind the frosted glass of their shower door, he saw the silhouette of y/n standing behind it, under the showerhead and the steem from the heated water poured from the cracks of the door. 

He was only in his briefs, but he quickly discarded them and entered the shower as need enveloped his being. “Feeling better, baby?” he questioned. y/n wasn't startled by his presence and osamu figured that she might've noticed him slip in. she leaned her back against his chest as her fingers massaged circles to the top area of her breasts. The white liquid trailed down her body as the water washed it  down to the drain. Osamu pressed himself closer against her back, his hands coming around her to replace her own massaging fingers. 

A soft moan fell from her lips, the relief almost immediate. He continued this action for as long as y/n needed but she eventually turned around to face him. He gave her a questioning look and y/ only gave him a tired smile. It’s been a long day and this process of winding down felt the most enjoyable. 

He leaned down, pressing his lips to her neck, the water from the shower wetting his hair in the process. y/n’s fingers threaded through the wet strands and she soon felt the warm muscle of his tongue place a stripe against her collar bone. He moved down, his kisses now being placed where his fingers once resided just a few seconds ago when he was aiding her to relieve the pain. She let out a moan of his name and he couldn't ignore the way his length twitched at the sound. 

His tongue ran a stripe over her raised nipple and a whimper fell past her lips. “Sensitive?” he questioned, his breath fanning over that very area. “More than usual, yeah.” she confirmed. With that information, his lips latched around her nipple as his tongue ran a circle around it. y/n’s hand tightened in his hair, pulling slightly when he continued unmerciless. His free hand traveled between her thighs, slipping between them as the pad of his digit circled her bud. 

She let out a pleasurable cry at the lustful act and osamu couldn't help it, his erection grew by the second. “feeling okay, baby? If it hurts, tell me to stop, okay?” she nodded, her head thrown back just a bit as she moved to press her pack against the cold tiled walls. “Samu, I want you inside me.”

“I will be. It’s almost starting to hurt if I'm not.”

A small smile fell onto her lips, but they parted as a moan fell past them just a second later. He removed his hand from her sex, his hand gripping his length as he rubbed the tip against her bud. With the pure memory of y/n’s body, he was able to find her entrance without looking, seeming too busy with his lips and tongue teasing her nipple. “I want to see you all round with my baby again.” he muttered, his breath fanning her neck as he slowly moved back up towards the shell of her ear. “Can we make it happen, baby?” he questioned. His eyes low as he watched her nod. “I’d have to fill you more than once then huh?”

“Yeah, I want it so bad, samu.” 

“How many times? You think three’s enough?” he questioned. His length finally slipped past her entrance and osamu let out a heavy moan. The steam from the shower made his view of his surroundings hazy, but in one swift movement he gripped the underside of her thighs, making her wrap her legs around his hips. Her chest was pressed against his own and osamu trapped her between himself and the cold tiled walls before moving his hips. 

His breaths were long, drugged in a tempo of overbearing bliss. She clenched around him, tightening around his legend as the warmth of her walls took him in without reluctance. Their moans bounced off of the walls of tile and the door of glass, the steam fogging the frosted glass even more. “Spread wider for me, pretty girl.” he hated the fact that he was already reaching his limit. it hadn't even been a full five minutes, but it was with y/n and anything that had to do with her could drive him over the edge in less than a few seconds. 

All night, the thoughts kept crossing his mind but he wanted y/n to be able to relax, not tire her out with his erotic thoughts and actions. It was clear she felt the same, but her body couldn't keep up. He held her tightly against him, her only priority being to feel nothing but pleasure. “Samu, come in me please.” 

“What do you think we're doing this for, baby?” 

She could only hum against him and with only one last stroke, ribbons of white coated the inside of y/n’s sex, and leaked down his length, the water washing it down the drain. He moaned directly next to y/n’s ear and she did the same for him, the sounds of each other only aiding them in enjoying that moment of pure bliss. 

“That was one. Two more to go.” 

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[zumicho]

she takes work frustrations out on ao3, writing fics about the hot guy living next door — kita shinsuke. he helps fix roof leaks, kill pests, and stands up to their asshole landlord. unfortunately, having a spare key to her apartment leads him to read the monitor she forgot to shut down when she left.

pairing kita x miya reader

tags, cws smau hybrid (no tweets, texts only), language, lots of hurt-comfort, fem!reader, grief at the start, parental issues lol

status : coming soon ; taglist : open, send an ask/reply (27/50)

a/n : this fic is dedicated to dodger ♡ I wouldn’t be writing this if my love for kita hadn’t been revived by 88 ford !! go read go read go read

*no shade to betterhelp, joke purposes only. “AO3 > therapy” lol

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text intros

prologue : lucky number

grew up in the same house, so I know why you lash out. I understand you, more than you think I do

one : the curse (make your bed)

forgot how to cry, who am I to complain?

two : got a nickel?

I know better than to drive you home, cause you’d invite me in — and I’d be yours again.

three : the blessing (say thank you)

I guess it’s all about the things you want but never get

© ZUMICHO 2024 all rights reserved. please do not repost, edit, or translate my works on any platform.

extra a/n: do NOT expect consistent uploads, the profiles/prologue should be out by tomorrow (07/29/24)

[daetko]

ᐟᐟ☆ texts with haikyuu!! characters . . .

⊱ cw: swearing, death jokes, suggestive. lmk if i missed something

⊱ a/n: these r so funny SDHBVGDSJKF & they’re so fun to make asw!! i might do a tr ver next ^_^

⊱ masterlist

[valentoru]

|| CORRUPTION AND DISORDER ||

SYNOPSIS: Your older brothers, osamu and atsumu who go on tedious endeavours to make your life miserable every day, find out through the grape vine that you’re deeply in love with their best friend, Sunarin. While Osamu works to help you atsumu works against you, inevitably ending in your eternal suffering.

TAGS: unrequited love, older brothers best friends, crack, SAMU, Suna Rintaro x Reader, minor Atsumu Miya x Sakusa Kiyoomi, non-canon

AUTHORS NOTES: tbh I js wanted an excuse to write the twins are older brothers, this is just an easy fic for me to write while yall are waiting for limitless to update ehehehe

[DISCLAIMERS:this is not really a love story it’s just the brothers being mercilessly annoying and a little bit of fun!]

CHARACTER PROFILES:

CHAPTERS:

TAGLIST [7/50]: to be included, please just ask in the comments. @simpingismygame @bluebirdhangingonawheepingtree @piopioo @aqsaras @pelicanpizza @thechaosoflonging @sugacor3

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[splitontendo]

silly bf text

part two with inarizaki boys this time!! ft ( aran o. suna r. kita s. miya o. miya a.) atsumu was kinda a reach but i laughed.

[sun4r1nnity]

miya osamu x reader drabble

osamu hates it when someone else is in the kitchen with him.

he personally thinks its a hassle and slows down the work when there are more than one person in the kitchen. whenever someone offers help, he immediately declines, insisting that he can do it on his own. one time he got super grumpy because atsumu is too stubborn to leave him alone in the kitchen and fucking up the chopped vegetables. thats why he prefers to cook alone.

you, however, he doesnt mind. not that he lets you help him though, but he needs to feel your presence in the kitchen, " 's moral support," he said. he lets you yap while hes cooking, and will give comments and reactions to your conversation. 'oh d'you know about that old lady two houses across?' , 'i think im actually good at cooking, 'm just lazy,' , 'can we go to the ramen diner some time? heard it was good,' , ''m getting fat if you keep feeding me with your cookings,' . you may be quite the conversationalist, but osamu enjoys listening to you.

miya osamu may not enjoy others in his kitchen space, but for you, he would make an exception. even if you poorly chop the ingredients or botch the sautéing by overheating, he'll let it slide.

[clawsdevour]

a scar?

wc: 0.3k content warning: post-timeskip, established relationship, suggestive, suna x reader, not proofread

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the ruffling sounds mixed in with all your heavy hot pants of breath exchanged between your two simmering bodies.

lips departed from each other as you two take puffs of fresh air, cooling down from your highs while gazing at each others' eyes. caressing suna's soft cheeks with your thumb, circling around the creases he creates when a subtle smile appears across his lips.

his hot hand lingers up your loose shirt, fingers trailing a ticklish sensation as he gradually makes his way up to unhook the middle of your bra.

managing to free the cage on your tits that lay flat, just slightly coming to a pause as you hold onto his forearm that moved forward.

"wait suna.." catching his undivided attention.

"..yeah?" blinking at you, his hand just about ready to shred the top off of you.

"don't make fun of this.. this scar i have," averting your eyes to not peer into his.

staring at you in silence before placing a gentle peck on your forehead suna whispers:

"why would i do that?" fingers on your soft waist, rubbing slow and comforting circles into your skin.

"um.. i don't know, it just looks weird" biting your lip in nervousness as you watch him gradually lift your shirt up, exposing your stomach and now bare and perky nipples for his viewing pleasure.

the healed scar left from your injury, a mended mark left untouched on your skin that stared back at him with perfection.

it may look imperfect and odd to you but to suna's slender eyes, it was like opening a book with the best twist he'd ever read.

unexpectedly, suna's hot tongue swipes on your healed scar, tickling your skin as you yelp in surprise.

"you're even more gorgeous this way," suna muffled.

masterlist here

[struwberrii]

suna headcanons 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

here are my silly sunarin headcanons!! hope you guys likey

ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ (also is mostly relationship stuff but not all)

has the craziest sleep schedule like he stays up all night, falls asleep at 5am, wakes up at 8 am and just goes to school fine

buys you snacks from the vending machines daily

teases you a lot but is really flirty about it

probably most active at night and invites you out when it’s dark, he just likes how much emptier everywhere is

has the best music taste and always puts you onto his music

nonchalant dread head of japan

would probably sneak into your house through your window just to see you

says the funniest things with the most deadpan expression which makes it 10x

if you dont reply to his messages fast enough he hits you with the "why do you hate me"

he’s too honest sometimes and has a bad habit of saying things that are rude when he really didn’t have to

randomly tackles you and play fights

bros the type to pick you up and jump into the pool with you

does the bare minimum with all his school work

starts talking like you and using your slang when you guys hang out long enough

he’s the guy people talk shit around bc they think he’s quiet and a loner but he’s lowkey a shit starter and shares what he hears

slacks/lazy in most things but he carries you guys in fortnite

his bed is covered in stuffed animals from you, even all the cute sanrio ones

ur his profile pic online

i feel like he’d use discord and get paid as a mod on some server 😭😭

calls you stupid as a term of endearment

he can always tell when something’s wrong, like he can sense if something’s off with you

probably wears a lot of sweat pants

always smells really woody and fresh (yk like generic men’s cologne idk 😭)

very touchy, loves having an arm around you waist :3

allergic to drinking water, ik his piss is acid (honestly same here….)

his sister loves you so much

lowkey the worst at soothing you/cheering you up so he just hugs you

let’s you do skincare on him, he thinks it’s relaxing

i feel like he’d own at least one of those stupid tiktok fidget toys that he swears works but everytime he uses it he can’t stop laughing thinking about how stupid he looks

has a bad diet only because he’s too lazy to actually cook

burps SO LOUD and SO OFTEN like hold it man

has a tiktok account that he rage baits people on and reads the comments to you pretending it wasn’t him who wrote them (smh)

tries to teach you volleyball so you guys can kinda play together

i feel like he’d know a lot about the stars and like the constellations

i also feel like he’d really like coke floats (ice cream + coke in a glass) a lot for some reason

acts like he doesn’t really care but he cares so much

he’s only vulnerable and emotional with you

randomly attacks you with kisses

i feel like he'd know some really good unknown dessert spots all around town

i feel like hes an adidas guy

says out of pocket stuff on purpose with no reaction just to see you panic (he thinks its funny)

[kitnootkat]

See you later sk8er... Iris flowers ;; courage, faith, and hope

hq masterlist ....

"Suna, I think I'm going to fall, I'm scared." "I'll catch you before that happens. I'll always be there to catch you."

"Hey neighbor, you might die if you do that!" Maybe Suna Rintarou was right, maybe you shouldn't be trying to sneak out of your house at eleven pm at night. Especially when your room was in the second story and the ladder you set up was old. But what can you do? Sneak out the front door?

pairing : Suna x Reader status : ITW taglist : open ! ft. @lcvemiyuki @cannibalsrider @skazewrld @thvvluvr @snail-squasher @mfcherry @sereniteav @cocoforkuroopuffs @causenessus @yuminako @starsagainsthearts

HEADS UP !! : language, mature, high school, teenagers, committing minor crimes, graffiti, dumb kids, miscommunication, sneaking out, grammar mistakes, parental issues, MTBA !!

FEATURING 🎞️-> Just Better !! + rowdyruff boys + others

Episode 1. : A little girl with cookies Episode 2. : Dinner with the neighbors

Episode 3: Maybe don't do that !

[bizkitsnuggets]

12 — animals and regrets

m.list — 1k wc, a bit heavy dialogue, layout might look weird.

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The early hours of the sun kissed YN’s skin as the girl waited for Hitoka to finish her business in the bathroom. It was a Sunday morning and the zoo was bustling with people. Families, friends, and couples were crowding the area. Usually, the zoo would be empty. But since it had a special promo today, people didn’t want to miss it.

Hitoka came out of the bathroom and suggested that they go look for Yuu. YN agreed and they began their hunt. YN and Hitoka calmly walked around the beautifully decorated enclosures. YN’s eyes sparkled as she observed the animals. It had been so long since she’s been to the zoo, she’d sometimes forget what certain animals looked like.

The girl tried to shake off the feeling of anxiety by distracting herself. Truth to be told, the events from yesterday were still playing in her head. A mix of sorrow, uncertainty, and irritation didn’t seem to ever wash away.

It seemed like her heart was being violently hammered to a board, her heart was always aching. She couldn’t get her mind off of him. Not only because of the incident that happened last night but also the fact that they haven’t presented their language studies assignment.

It was all too much to take in for poor little YN. But alas, she ignored all those thoughts and feelings and decided she was going to have fun with her friends today.

Until that plan was ruined when Hitoka and YN spotted Yuu with the enemy (and his underlings).

Atsumu Miya.

YN mistakenly made eye contact with him and immediately averted her gaze elsewhere. But from the brief look of his face, he looked like he had cried. A lot. His eyes were all puffy and red and he genuinely looked like he could use some extra sleep.

Once again, YN ignored everything that was running in her head and told herself to act normal. She followed Hitoka’s steps as she guided her to where the boys were at. “Yacchan!” Shoyo greeted her with a hug, and gave YN a wide smile. “It’s so nice to finally meet you!” In return, YN gave him a forceful grin, “likewise! W-… what are you guys doing here?”

“Oh, we just thought it’d be nice to have a group outing once in a while.” Osamu replied, looking at YN straight in the eye. What she didn’t notice was his arm nudging an oddly quiet Atsumu. Suddenly, a ringing noise came from Hitoka’s phone.

She quickly excused herself and took it. And while she was doing that, Yuu had to excuse himself to go to the bathroom. Shoyo offered to accompany him so they went off on their little journey.

Osamu and Suna wanted to look at the penguin exhibition since they already bought the ticket for it and it was starting soon so they disappeared as well.

And now, YN was left alone with her worst nightmare.

“Uh…uhm, do you want to sit… over there?” Atsumu awkwardly asked, pointing at a circular lunch table with an umbrella. YN simply nodded and they started to walk. To other people, it would seem like the walk was short. They were only walking a minimum of ten steps anyway. But no, not to Atsumu.

The dude felt like he was melting. Not only from the sun but also from sheer embarrassment. He couldn’t even look at her in the face if he wanted to. And it didn’t help how their hands were bumping into each other because of the crowded area. He wanted nothing more but to go home.

They sat down in silence across from each other on the table. YN stared at anywhere but Atsumu. Not a single word was spoken between them since they sat down. Not a single sign of interest was evident from the girl. Atsumu’s poor heart couldn’t take it anymore.

Since the event from last night, he couldn’t sleep well. Even if he tried, his brain wouldn’t let him. The look on her face after he told her to leave was replying over, and over, and over again in Atsumu's head. He wasn’t the type of person to know exactly how someone felt based on just their facial expression. But the heartbreaking look on YN’s face made him feel regretful and devastated.

He knew he had hurt her badly. And he wanted to fix it, he wanted to talk to her. But he was a coward.

But he knew this was his only real chance of mending their relationship.

Atsumu shifted uncomfortably in his seat, the weight of the awkward silence pressing down on him like a ton of bricks. Finally, he mustered up the courage to speak.

He cleared his throat nervously, his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to find the right words to say. “Hey, YN,” he began, his voice barely above a whisper. “I... I need to talk to you about what happened last night.”

He shifted in his seat, avoiding YN's gaze as he continued. “I know I messed up. I shouldn't have kissed you without asking and then... then told you to leave like that. It was a jerk move, and I regret it.”

His admission hung in the air, the weight of his guilt palpable in the silence between them. “I was scared,” he admitted, finally meeting YN's eyes. “Scared of how I felt, scared of what it meant. But that's no excuse for how I treated you.”

Atsumu's voice wavered as he spoke, his vulnerability laid bare before her. “I’m sorry, YN. Truly, deeply sorry. I never meant to hurt you like that.”

YN listened quietly, her expression softening as she took in Atsumu's words. She could see the genuine remorse in his eyes, the raw emotion etched into his features.

“Uh—... It's okay, Atsumu,” she said softly, a bit taken aback. “I understand... I think. I was just, confused, you know? I didn't know what to think or how to feel at that moment.”

She took a deep breath, steeling herself before continuing. “But I realize now that... that maybe I was just as scared as you were. Scared of what it meant for us, scared of... of how much I care about you.”

Atsumu's eyes widened in surprise at her confession, his heart skipping a beat at her words. ”Really?” he whispered, barely daring to hope.

YN nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “Yeah, really,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I like you, Atsumu. A lot. Honestly, more than you think.”

Oh, how she felt so embarrassed to say that. Her heart wasn't ready for all of this. She wasn't ready to pour out her feelings just yet. But the universe is always against her, isn't it?

Atsumu’s jaw dropped, his eyes searching YN's face for any sign that this was a dream or some cruel joke. But there was only sincerity in her eyes, a warmth that he hadn't seen since the previous night.

“I… I like you too,” Atsumu stammered. Even though the words he said were few, they were thick with emotion. Both of them smiled shyly at each other, the feeling of relief washing over them like a gentle wave. As if a heavy burden have been lifted from their hearts.

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After wandering around the bustling exhibition hall for a while, YN and Atsumu realized they couldn't find their friends anywhere. The vibrant displays and excited chatter around them made it easy to get lost in the crowd.

Just then, YN’s phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen and saw a message from Hitoka.

"Hitoka says she had to leave because of an emergency," YN said, showing the message to Atsumu.

Atsumu's phone buzzed almost simultaneously. He looked at the message, a mix of confusion and amusement crossing his face.

“Woah! Same here, those assholes ditched us.” He scoffed. YN widened her eyes as she connected the dots. It all makes sense now.

YN subconsciously held onto Atsumu’s arm and shook it, “they planned this!” Atsumu giggled in disbelief.

And then he realized what YN was doing. They shared a brief, awkward silence before he broke it with a genuine smile and suggested that they continue exploring the zoo. YN instantly agreed and she led the way.

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“Hey, do you have a ride home?” YN asked as she sipped on her beverage. Atsumu shivered, “I’m somehow getting déjà vu…” she chuckled in response. She remembered the first time they had this conversation. Atsumu glanced at her before replying with a no.

YN directed her full attention to him now, “I’ll give you a ride!”

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notes:

hitoka, yuu, and shoyo actually stayed in the zoo and spied them

i feel like this is too serious for a smau..??

taglist: @kettlepop @bontensbabygirl @gigiiiiislife @foxxthenerd @does-directions @bae-ashlynn @nnnyxie