#suna rintarou x gn reader

[satoruzlove]

thinking ab bf suna who holds your neck from the side of u and kisses your temples firmly

thinking about bf suna who puts things on high shelves just so you ask him for help

bf suna who takes videos of you doing mundane things like putting away your hair iron, and when you ask him to stop he simply pouts, “ but you’re so cute doing everything, just pretend you don’t see me”

bf suna who just gives anyone else who flirts with him the stink face, because ever since he met you he can’t find anyone else attractive

bf suna who has a necklace with a heart pendant that has your name engraved into it. whenever he does an interview, he puts it on. sometimes the interviewer asks him about what keeps him motivated, his passions outside volleyball, but he simply makes eye contact with the camera and kisses the pendant gently - “ my lover. they’ve always had this way of making me a better man, and if that’s not worth working for then i’ll simply just wither away.”

bf suna who bites back the urge to bite you whenever you say something kind to him, smiling so hard that his cheeks redden and then getting close- mumbling a , ‘you’re so perfect,’ into the skin of your lips

bf suna who bumps his hips into yours when you cook, then turns away and pretends he’s never done anything wrong his entire life

bf suna who hears wedding bells as you talk shit about him with his sister

bf suna who turns to osamu when you walk down the isle, not because he’s laughing or trying to be calm, but because there are tears pricking at his eyes. osamu’s eyes widen , and as you make your way to your fiancé he sniffles. “ thank you, yn,” he smiles down to you,” for being with me, for choosing me, promise i’ll take care of you, ‘kay? forever.”

bf suna who uses your perfumes when he’s away- even if he smells like ‘sweet sugar cookies’ he doesn’t care. it makes him feel closer to you.

bf suna that earns a ‘🤨’ from your parental figure because they fear that suna knows you better than them. he’s got everything about you memorised thanks to your mutual pining during college.

bf suna who rubs his face against you like a cat randomly when you two hang out in silence.

bf suna who would light himself on fire if you were cold [ his words, not my own 🤞🏻]

bf suna ☹️<3

[taintedtort]

https://www.tumblr.com/taintedtort/742994409435594752/hello-i-was-wondering-if-you-can-do-a-haikyu?source=share

Hello!!! Can you do this request with kenma, tsukishima and suna pls???? 🥺🥺

" WIPING KISSES! "

summary. you wipe their kisses off (pt2)

characters. kenma, tsukishima, suna

warnings. gn!reader, none!

a/n. i love this prompt, it’s so easy to write :P

KENMA

☆ kenma isn’t usually very physically affectionate, but he likes to kiss your hands a lot. it’s simple and quick, and not that noticeable to other people. however, this particular time he kissed the back of your hand, you wiped it on your sweater directly after. he noticed, but didn’t really say anything because he hadn’t thought much of it at the time. but as the day went on, he realized that you were doing it every single time he kissed your hand. he knows you though, and he’s quick to catch on that you’re messing with him. he’s mildly amused at best, but doesn’t really get the point. you’re trying to provoke him, right? it kinda worked… he‘s not necessarily annoyed, but he doesn’t like that you’re wiping them off.

"quit it."

TSUKISHIMA

☆ he notices and instantly scowls at you. it was kind of your fault for making it so obvious though. he kissed your forehead and you immediately wiped it off with your hoodie sleeve, a disgusted look on your face. it was clearly fake and all a joke, seeing as you laughed right after, but he got petty nonetheless. you apologize through giggles when you see his annoyed expression, but he only rolls his eyes. he eventually gives in, like he always does, but you have to make it up to him by kissing him literally everywhere.

"fine then, wipe my kiss off. see if you get another one."

SUNA

☆ he was taking some selfies with you, and he gave your cheek a kiss for one of them. he was sort of rapid fire clicking, so he actually got a picture of you wiping the kiss off directly after. he looks at you with a confused expression, saying something like "the fuck was that?" you wave him off, but he just pulls up the picture he got and starts examining in. he doesn’t say anything else, just looking at you with an expecting look, silently telling you to explain yourself. you crack and tell him it was a prank, just to rile him up and see what’d he do. he rolls his eyes and places another kiss to your cheek, watching to make sure you don’t wipe this one off too.

"you trying to be cute?"

[velvetreds]

hihihi congrats on 200 that’s so awesome n u deserve it im obsessed with ur work n writing style!! 🫶🏽 could i req 🐙🔥🍕 with suna rintaro :p congrats again!!!!

BAE GUESS WHO GOT IT DONE IN 12-14HRS u really skipped the queue.. i frothed at the mouth the entire time while writing this btw i need him so bad. um yeah. have ur man

shameless — rintarō suna x gn!reader

wc: 1330 (short fic what.) || event

cws: swearing, kissing. that's it methinks. not proofread, may be ooc, suna flirts like a bitch and acts like one too.

you've liked rintarou suna forever. and now, you're lucky — or unlucky — enough to be living with him. damn your brother for being such an angel; suna had needed a place to stay, and of course your brother was the first to offer. now, you often find yourself alone with him, and you can't exactly complain, can you?

"good night," you murmur, getting off the couch. "i'm going to bed now."

you're already in your PJs, ready for bed. your brother isn't home, and suna is still sprawled across most of the couch, eyes glued to the TV. when he hears your words, he instantly loses the resting bitch face, lips curving up into a sly smile.

"'s not a good night unless you're here," he replies. "and you're leaving now, so..."

"have you no shame? flirting with your friend's younger sibling like this?" you cross your arms over your chest, glaring at him — trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach.

"not really, no," his grin stretches impossibly wider.

"wow." you don't really know what to say, and suna snickers derisively.

what should you be saying? stop flirting with me? carry on flirting with me please i love you? you turn around again, and to your surprise, all the lights are off in the hallway. the light switches are at the other end of the hall, and you are deathly afraid of the dark. you look down helplessly at the book in your hands, then take a deep breath. "suna, can i borrow your phone?"

"what for?"

"um.. the lights are off, and—"

"the switches are right over there," he says, turning to look at you. "you can—"

something must be showing on your face because his eyes widen and he stops talking. "y/n, are you afraid of the dark?"

"no!" you reply too quickly, and he smiles, having gotten his answer. he pats the cushioned spot next to him. "sleep here, i'll get you to your room when i finish this."

you hesitate for a moment. should you?

fuck it. you roll your eyes — just for show — before plopping down beside him again. the force of your fall makes you bounce straight into his side, and your hand shoots out to grab the first thing it can reach — in this case, his shirt. you freeze for a moment, unsure of what to do. when you don't move, suna wraps his arm around your waist and shifts you to his lap, leaning you against his chest like it's the most natural thing in the world. the dark-coloured t-shirt stays bunched up in your hand.

"this okay?" he hums when you don't say anything. you nod against his chest, face aflame as heat spreads across your cheeks. he pulls his knees up to further secure you, right hand wrapped loosely around his left to hold you in place. your breaths are in sync, and as your consciousness slowly slips away and the noise of the TV becomes a comforting hum, you feel suna gently rest his head on top of yours.

"i love you," he whispers into your hair, and he presses his lips to the top of your head. suddenly, you're wide awake, hyper aware of everything around you — the TV, his arms around you, the firmness of his lean yet muscled torso — everything.

as soon as you consciously process his words, your head snaps up — and hits his face.

"ow, fuck," gasps suna, startled. you don't see any blood, but you did notice how loud the sound was, so it must've still been extremely painful. but you also notice how he doesn't even think of himself, turning to you with concern in his eyes. "you okay? bad dream?"

you shake your head, feeling slightly dazed. "you... love me?"

realisation dawns upon his face as he gets up, wincing suddenly. "i'll explain later, i—" he stops speaking, pointing at his mouth, and you nod in understanding.

"i'll help you take care of it," you volunteer. he shakes his head, no. this is ignored as you pull him to the kitchen, heedless of any further refusals. all the time, he is acutely aware of the way his hand feels in yours, and the nervous energy you radiate as you gently press the ice pack against his mouth, lower lip caught between your teeth in concentration. and while you're fixated on his lips, you don't know that he's fixated on yours too.

☆

suna leans back against your headboard, tugging at the hem of his t-shirt distractedly. you clear your throat to get his attention, perched on the other end of your bed. looking up, he raises a brow at you, deadpanning, "what?"

"you love me," you say, uncertainly.

"isn't that what you heard?"

"well, yes, but—"

"then?" he scoffs. "have some faith in yourself, l/n."

you shoot him a half-hearted glare, and he smiles back in a way that's both gentle and extremely attractive, half lidded eyes boring into yours. "if you want to say something, say it."

you open your mouth to speak, but he interrupts you suddenly. "if you're worried about rejecting me or whatever, don't bother. i don't want to force you into anything, okay?"

his voice is flat with no inflections, no way of letting you know how he feels. you shake your head vehemently. "it's not that at all!"

"then?" he cocks a brow, tilting his head to one side quizzically.

"ilikeyoutoo."

"what was that?"

"i like you too," you say again, slower.

"sorry?"

you begin to say it again when you notice the devilish grin on his face; he'd already heard you loud and clear the first time around.

"fuck you," you say, crossing your arms exasperatedly with a huff.

suna snorts. "bet you'd like to, huh?"

the scandalised look on your blushing face is downright hilarious, and suna is laughing too hard notice you advancing on him with a pillow in your hands — or so you think, because as soon as you raise it over your head, he's pulling you down onto him by your waist with a wolfish smile. he cups your face with one large hand, the other splayed across the small of your back. his voice is annoyingly patronising as he speaks, and a complete contrast to the shit-eating grin on his face. "i play volleyball, baby. you can't just sneak up on me like that."

you roll your eyes, annoyed. or you were annoyed, because now you've noticed the lack of proximity between the two of you, and your mind has gone blank. and then he flicks your forehead sharply, bringing you back into reality muttering a string of curses.

"so," you begin.

"so." he repeats acting snide, although the fingers softly tracing patterns onto your back tell another story.

"i don't know," you admit.

"maybe we should kiss," he suggests. he's messing with you, you can tell by the droll twinkle in his eyes, but you decide to bite anyways.

"maybe we should."

his eyebrows lift up a little, almost imperceptibly. "do you want to?"

"if you want to," you confess, "i'm up for it."

for the second time that night, suna shifts you onto his lap again and kisses you again, although this time he likes it much better. he likes the feel of your lips on his, and he likes the way your hands tangle into his hair.

every movement of his oozes devotion; the way he kisses you is slow and fervent. if you were a god, he would be your loyalest worshipper. if you were a garden, he would spend every conscious second tending to its plants. if you loved him, he would give you the most romantic, passionate, flawless love story to ever have existed, happy ending and all.

and because you do love him, actually, you get to experience just that, courtesy of — although unbeknownst to you at that moment, the person you will go on to spend the rest of your life with — rintarou suna.

thanks for reading n following!!

love,

hyena

[bectoshi]

between evergreens - rintaro suna

dedicated to @kitasuno <3 !!

“so when do you think they’ll figure it out?” he asks you tonight, amidst the stillness of the surrounding woodland.

because for every summer without fail, the two of you find yourselves in the same place as always. 

all too familiar to you was the site of the summer camp you both can’t stay away from. where the woods were thick and the stars shone bright at night. 

where everyone knew that you and a certain suna rintarou hated one another’s guts.

you’ll both know to deny the accusations each time your respective campers ask why it was so, dismissals of “us? we’re adults, we have no reason to hate one another” and “we’re merely coworkers, it’s just work.”

no matter what was said, your bluffs meant nothing to the campers, because how could they think otherwise when they bore witness to your daily interactions?

there was the way you took turns mocking one another during rounds of charades, the way beach volleyball always became a game of “how many times can y/n hit suna with the ball”, or the way you would come out of a paintball game covered head to toe in nothing but the other’s paint color. 

not to mention your screams of “eat shit, loser!” on days when you ran the canoes, having done what you knew best, turning the group lake activity into a 1v1 race.

but between the two of you, the tall evergreens that are now surrounding you, and the tranquil glow of the campfire, you both didn’t have a single ounce of loathing for the other. 

the campers knew you both as that one dynamic pair of counselors who were constantly at each other’s throats. you knew one another as the person your souls are forever tied to; the one who your hearts belonged to.

no one else knew that he never let you touch a single trash bag or dirty dish when paired together for kitchen duty, that he leaves the comfort of his bunk at unruly hours of the night just because you called and needed a spider killed, or that your water bottle was always full with iced water-even if said water came from his own water bottle. those moments would only belong to you.

so now when he asks you, “so when do you think they’ll find out?” you hum as you think of a response. 

the whole camp was asleep in their cabins yet here you were, huddled in front of the dying fire that only an hour ago was burning bright as everyone sang and clapped along to the songs of the evening. 

you eventually let out a soft laugh, “i don’t think they ever will, maybe we’re too good at this pretending thing.”

“you think so? i thought for sure they’d finally put the pieces together when we came to the luau theme night wearing these, out of all things.” he gestured down to his unbuttoned floral shirt, whose matching twin was currently being worn by you.

“definitely not. our hard launch was nothing but a failure. we have no choice but to commit to the bit,” you smile and look at his face, illuminated only by moonlight and fading flames, “you’re stuck with me rin, we’ll just have to be secretly in love forever now.”

he returns your smile, “i wouldn’t hate that.”

[sunarots]

their favourite forms of intimacy

featuring. sakusa kiyoomi, suna rintarou, ushijima wakatoshi, miya osamu, akaashi keiji

# SAKUSA KIYOOMI: showering together

it’s the thing he looks forward to the most, occasionally skipping his shower at the gym just so he can come home and ask you to join him. he loves being close to you no matter the setting, but he couldn’t keep on living if he had to stop doing this. he loves being the one to carefully apply the shampoo to your hair, massaging it into your scalp with such care and tenderness that you wish you could do yourself. whenever you says you’re going for a shower and don’t invite him to join, he can’t help but feel at least a little disappointed.

# SUNA RINTAROU: listening to music together

all his life, suna’s been told that it’s the little things in life that really, truly matter. at first, he didn’t believe it; not until he met you, that is. now, he’s a man with simple pleasures. he could be happy spending forever with you, laying in bed together with music playing through a speaker. some people may find it boring, but to him, it’s the highlight of his day. he loves being able to come home and spend an hour or two in silence with you close to him, enjoying a random mix of both of your music.

# USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI: playing board games in bed

as long as the game isn’t monopoly, he loves to spend time with you playing board games. he loves being able to sit and play scrabble, the bickering you both get into when you start playing words bordering on nonexistent. his favourite thing about it, though? the fact that after the ‘arguments’ you both get into, no matter what, you both still fall asleep in each other’s arms whisper i love yous. maybe monopoly couldn’t be that bad… well, uno is much worse…

# MIYA OSAMU: cooking together

okay, maybe it’s more of him cooking and you watching, but whatever it is, he loves it. he’s so used to cooking surrounded by his coworkers that being able to do it with you by his side makes it all worth it. not that he doesn’t love his job or anything, he just loves you more. he loves the way you watch him with such intent, sometimes asking if he could teach you how to make it (not like you manage to retain any of the information). the way you look at him is enough to keep his heart beating.

# AKAASHI KEIJI: writing love notes

he discovered his love for this unintentionally. you had prepared him lunch for work in the morning, knowing he was in a much bigger rush than you were after sleeping in. he’d been quick to take it from your hand, placing a fleeting kiss on your lips before racing to the car. when he finally got his late lunch break, he opened the box to find a small sticky note to the inside of the lid. it was just a small, handwritten “i love you! :)”, but it meant the world to him. now, you don’t let him leave the house without a note, knowing how happy they make him. had he not stuck the first on your fridge, you may have never known the true extent of his love for these notes was.

[moonswolfie]

Once in a lifetime

timeskip!Suna x reporter!reader (SPOILERS!!)

Reader is gender neutral

Because my other suna fics popped off i'm writing for my boi again ( *︾▽︾)

So yk the thing where news reporters playfully flirt with athletes/sportsmen while interviewing them sometimes? Yeah this is that basically

idk how news reporting works lmao

Being a news reporter for the sports division was always fun. You got to watch all sorts of different sports matches and competitions and even talk to some of the star atheletes up close, which was your favourite part. They always look so different to the way they do in TV.

And that holds true to EJP Raijin's Suna Rintaro, too. In a good way, a very very good way. You see, Suna Rintaro has caught your eye a while ago and you became his fan in an instant. The way he moved during each match was awfully entrancing.

You weren't going to lie, you do have a celebrity crush on him. You've watched enough matches and interviews and tiktok edits for that to hold true.

So when you got an opportunity to do post-game interviews with the EJP Raijin team, you took it as fast as you possibly could. Maybe you'll even get his autograph out of it.

So here you were, watching the match (mostly Suna) with the camera crew. It was invigorating to see him in real life, that's for sure.

The team was doing well, as expected. So close to winning, and you have zero doubt about it. With how well they're playing you just know they'll win.

You don't even realise the excited grin on your face, or the flushed cheeks for the record, but your camera crew was already gossiping about it behind you.

Their points ticked up and soon they got the final point for their victory. "Yesss..." you whispered to yourself. Winning puts the players in a good mood, consequently putting you in a good mood. And it makes them more willing to do interviews, too.

You and your camera crew pounced at the opportunity as always. You ran up to the players, the crew on your heels. And you weren't the only ones waiting to cease the opportunity, as many other reporters and photographers ran beside you. "Suna-san, Suna-san!" You tried getting his attention over the various reporters.

You knew he had a habit of ignoring interviewers, so you weren't too hopeful about an interview, especially not when literally everyone around you was also trying to get his attention, but it was always worth a try. It's not every day you see your celebrity crush, after all.

He glanced back at you, and you swear his eyes widened a little. He looked away, and then back again, seemingly deciding if it's worth it. He then stopped, letting his teammates walk around him before turning around and walking to you, pushing through the crowd of reporters.

Your smile widened with every step he took, stars shining in your eyes when you got a good look at his face up close.

Your camera crew was already set up and waiting for you to begin. You cleared your throat, trying your best to supress your big dumb smile.

"I'm here live from the stadium with EJP Raijin's number 7, Suna Rintaro!" You gesture to Suna who nods curtly. "If you don't mind, I have a few questions for you following your team's victory." You smiled brightly at him, him nodding in response.

"How did you feel about today's opponent?" You went about asking the standard questions you ask basically every time you do an interview.

"Their serves were tough to handle..." Suna sighed slightly, thinking back of all the times his receives were slightly off and the ball went in a weird direction. "And their libero was quite annoying to deal with. That's a compliment, by the way."

You chuckled a little, quickly following up with "How do you feel about your victory?" You asked, smile as bright as ever. Somehow, you felt bold all of a sudden. I mean, isn't interviewing your celebrity crush a once in a lifetime moment? You might as well take advantage of that....

You nodded along to his answer, channeling your courage in the meantime.

"And are you single?" You asked in a half joking tone so you can play it off as one just in case he doesn't take it well. You would like to think that you asked this with confidence but you honestly can't hear yourself over your hammering heartbeat right now.

He seemed stunned by your question, a small smile forming on his face when seeing your nervous smile. Your camera crew sighed, one of them smiling victoriously, knowing he won the bet.

"...Yes, I am. Why are you asking?" He asked, looking at you with feigned cluelessness. You realise just now that this is odd behaviour for him. Usually when a news reporter would try to flirt with him, he'd shut them down immediately.

"Well, you know... because this is a question of utmost importance. Alteast to me." You winked, immediately regretting it after. Ugh, that was lame...

"Is my number a a thing of utmost importance, too?" he asked playfully, smirking at you. Out of all the things that could happen today, you were never expecting him to flirt back.

You almost didn't want to believe it. You thought that you'll wake up from the dream any second now. You swallowed all your emotions quickly, nodding eagerly while trying your best to wear a flirty smile. "But of course."

At this, he chuckles a little bit, which put a big smile on your face. You cannot believe you actually made him laugh. And got to see it up close, too. "This is wayyy better than all the other interviews I've ever done. No shade to the other reporters." After a small pause, he stretched his arms.

"I'll be behind the stadium, by the way." he said with a casual smile on his face, turning around and walking off.

Only then did the reality that you just flirted with your celebrity crush on live TV truly hit you. "Umm, well, back to you, Kiriya-san!" you signified the end of your segment swiftly, and your camera crew cut the cameras.

Oh lord, the other news reporters back at the station are never going to let you forget this, are they... "Hey, look who's out here getting a boyfriend..." your cameraman teased, and you clenched your jaw in embarrasment. "You don't gotta do this to me, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity..."

"Well, then what are you waiting for? He said he's waiting for you behind the stadium."

I normally don't do this but i am in my shadowban era so likes, reblogs and comments are highly appreciated <3 )

(oh yeah, please and thank u 😊)

[valeriwa]

CALLING THEM PRETTY BOY

pretty, adorable boys :( characters: suna rintaro, akaashi keiji, miya atsumu [gn!reader] cw: petnames, post timeskip request here

SUNA RINTARO

you both were napping on the sofa

it's suna's favorite thing to do after practice - napping, with you <3

you were on top of him when he stirred awake

"hey baby, you awake?" you asked, smiling as suna tried to blink the sleep away from his golden eyes. a lazy grin made his way to his face.

"you gonna get off? i can't breathe." he was just teasing you; he knew that you knew that he liked you on him, he liked the way you felt on him.

"oh, i just wanted to lay with my pretty boy but my bad." you had gotten off of him by this point with your back to him, a shit-eating grin on your face as he processed your statement.

you moved a bit farther but suna's hand shot out to grab your wrist and pull you in. you were standing in between his legs, your back pressed into his face as he wrapped his arms around your torso.

"say that again for me?"

AKAASHI KEIJI

you'd just returned from work when you saw him

akaashi, with an apron, cooking dinner

it was his day off but he's been really busy lately so you assumed you'd order food today

"babe, are you cooking?" you asked, stepping in to the kitchen following the aroma of homemade food. akaashi stopped stirring the pot, turning to look at you.

"hey sweetheart. yeah, i feel bad for being so busy lately, thought i could make it up to you?" he gives you that million-dollar smile, the one that's only reserved for you and you can feel your heart melt.

"of course, you know i'd never hold your work against you." pouting, you slide up next to him, peering into the pot to see what's cooking.

"smell nice?"

"everything you cook smells nice, pretty boy." you hadn't even realized it slipped out and you were already taste-testing the food.

"sweetheart?" you looked to akaashi, his ears and cheeks tinged red as a shy smile took over. it was then when you put two and two together to understand what happened.

"are you getting shy because i called you pretty?" your tone was a little incredulous because you're sure you compliment a lot but obviously not enough.

"you're my pretty boy, keiji. my lovely, pretty boy."

MIYA ATSUMU

it was the end of a match and of course he won

that cocky bastard, and his cocky grin

you were so proud though :')

you rolled your eyes as you wove your way through the crowd. you could imagine his smug grin, but you couldn't wait to see it yourself.

he spotted you and waved you over, the action letting other people know you were coming and parted for you. you smiled as you ran towards him, wearing his jersey.

"that's my pretty boy!" you shout, engulfing him in a hug. you wrapped your arms around him, and he was a bit frozen. noticing he wasn't reciprocating, you leaned back to see his face.

"what happened baby?" you asked, concern washed over your features. his ears were red as he dropped his head onto your shoulder.

"can ya call me that again?"

"call you what?"

"can ya call me yer pretty boy?" your face broke out into a grin as he whispered the request. the blush across his face deepened and he was glad that you couldn't see it.

"of course, my pretty boy. the prettiest."

[imcheshire]

Back home

Suna Rintarou x gn!Reader

Fluff

Wc: about 0.6k

Warnings: none

Synopsis: After your boyfriend’s week-long trip, you finally see each other again.

Reader’s thoughts in italic.

A/n: might be ooc, i hope whoever reads it likes it. Critiques, likes, reblogs appreciated<3

It’s late afternoon, barely any clouds in the crimson sky. There is a light crowd at the train station, creating a peaceful background noise. Sitting on a bench, glancing at the big old clock from time to time, you wait.

He could arrive any minute now, you think as you take a look at your last messages with Rin.

He sent a picture—already on the train—of an idyllic field seen outside the window. A message right after: “I can’t wait to see you again, love<3” You liked both. “I’ll see you at the station, love you<3” Reading them makes you smile, when your stomach growls. “Oh, yeah.” You laugh. “I forgot about dinner.” Your phone already in your hands, you start searching for stores still open.

Just as you find a charming bakery, a train arrives on the first track. How convenient. You look up, becoming happier by the second. It’s his. The metal doors slide open and passengers start leaving the carriages, generating a huge crowd. You start looking for him, with little to no success, when a hand lands on the top of your head, startling you.

”Missed me?” Rin asks, leaning down to your ear, happiness evident in his voice as his hands fall to your waist. Turning around, you jump into his arms. Your hands around his neck, your face in his chest. He holds you by your waist, lifting you for a second, then putting you down. Still, he doesn’t let go, instead holds you even closer.

A tight hug. I needed this. “I missed your hugs.” You say with a broad smile. Leaning back, he pouts.“Just my hugs?” “I missed you too, Rinnie. Sooo much. So much so that I'm not letting go of you from now on.” You say, tightening your grip on him.

Stepping back, you peer at each other silently. The background noise fades away, as you drown in the warmth of his gaze. You cup his cheeks, eyes linger on his lips for a second before you lean in.

“And I missed your kisses too.” You don’t wait for his response as you catch his cherry-red lips in a soft kiss. It’s delicate, yet passionate. Trying to make up for the past week with a single kiss. You leave a last peck on his lips before pulling away, entwining your hands.

Pulling him with you, you start leaving as you speak. "I found a cute bakery to get dinner at. It's only a few minutes away from home." Already outside, you continue. "And you can tell me everything about your trip on our way back." You keep on walking in front of him, smiling, excited, delighted to be with him again.

Unaware of that lovestruck gaze he holds, and how happy he is to be back. To hold you, to see you face to face, and to listen to your rambles. It was only a week, yet it was still too much for him.

Then he pulls you back into his embrace. His free hand around your waist, holding you close, his lips collide with yours in a warm kiss. It’s mere seconds, but it works. As he pulls away, you are stunned, quiet.

“I love you.” A whisper, followed by small pecks on your face, which make you giggle. “I love you too, Rin.” Lastly, a soft kiss to your temple, before he continues walking, now next to you.

The walk home is spent with you questioning him about his trip, both of you wearing a heartfelt smile.

[wonderoustime]

suna kinda definitely has a thing for hair.

growing up with a life-size dress-up doll (a.k.a his little sister asami) has left suna an expert in hair and fashion. he says she always annoyed him until he was doing her hair for her ("more like he hijacked my hair," asami once grumbled to you), so he obviously knows a thing or two. he usually de-stresses after a long and tiring day with his hands in your hair as he experiments with different styles — both wacky and... surprisingly cute ones. gently easing out tangles as he brings your hair into a dutch braid, or softly murmuring apologies while quickly rubbing circles on your scalp to soothe the pain from the pulled hair during a high ponytail. the repetitive motions of fixing your hair for you eases all his worries and makes him feel lighter than before.

suna also loves it when you return the favor. be it massaging shampoo onto his scalp or softly stroking his hair. he finds your touch soothing — reassuring him that you're just there, right next to him as your fingers rubbing gentle circles on his scalp lulls him to sleep right where he lays on your chest.

[kairismess]

spreading the it’s suna rintaro’s bday today so we should celebrate!!! 🖤🎉

maybe how his reaction would be when surprised in his birthday?

a pleasant surprise. (rintaro suna 2024 birthday fic !!)

his narrow pale green eyes widened just a fraction, and his mouth hung a tad bit open as you surprised him with his favorite flavors of fruit sticks and a home baked cake you made and decorated especially for him.

"happy birthday to my love rin!" read the icing on the cake, with a little doodle of him in a chibi artstyle with two sticks forming a v-shape as his little smile.

rintaro thought that you'd forget about his birthday with how busy you've been these past few days, he honestly would've accepted a kiss or a hug from you when he got home as his birthday gift already, but to have you surprise him and put all this effort in all for him?

well, now you're making him love you even more.

he chuckled a little under his breath, his mouth curving into a sweet, soft smile. "babe... you didn't have to," he whispers shyly, trying to downplay just how much he truly appreciated all the effort you put into this for him.

when you insisted you did, because you wanted him to know just how special he was to you, he chuckled once more and wrapped you around his arms.

"ah, stop it with this sweetness... you'll make me wanna kiss you." he protests in a lazy murmur, bringing you closer to his lips as he sits you down on his lap.

he fed you some of the cake with his fork after taking bites of his own, he always loved to baby you when he's not teasing you to bits. "this might just be the one birthday i'll never pass off as just okay."

he tells you as he runs his hand though your hair, and brushes his finger over your cheek, grinning at you with so much gratitude and love in his pale green eyes–enough to last a lifetime between you two.

[im-n-your-walls]

Hellooooo, here for the phone call event thingie!! so, tbh I prefer texting. When I do call tho, I like video calls. I usually chat on weekends, evenings, and at 1-3 am. My texts/calls are full to the brim with chatter, and text sessions or calls can last about an hour. I prefer to be one on one, and I don’t mind background noise as long as it doesn’t interfere with the conversation!!

✆✆✆✦•┈๑⋅⋯who’s calling?!⋯⋅๑┈•✦✆✆✆

ITS SUNA!

a/n this has a reference to that one dead meme of the guys holding hands. This can also interpreted as platonic -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

you let out a groan, who could be calling you this early in the morning? But it’s not like you don’t mind staring at the night sky not even a single star, that you are pretty sure is just an airplane, was visible thanks to light pollution. You pick up your phone Turing it on “Geez!” You shut your eyes. “Why does that the screen have to be so bright?!” Slowly opening your eyes and letting the phone adjusting the dark room. You looked at the contact “*sips tea iconically 🍵*” You reluctantly answered the phone.

“You won’t believe what happened with the twins!” The excitement from suna’s moulth was palpable.

“Lemmie guess, the twins fought so Aran told kita made them do the holding hand shit”

“No no no, ummm I was in science class and we” suna pauses trying to find the right words “we were doing a experiment in class and atsu wasn’t listening and he mixed” you could hear suna trying to muffle his wheezing and finish his story. You also had to admit you could barely hold in your laughter. “Ok, ok, so he mixed the shit and, and it exploded on some chicks backpack!”

“Dude stop calling girls chicks” You say in a demanding but still playful manner “it’s not nice, I could hurt her feelings”

“Haha ok”

[scaramoche]

" character x gn!reader but reader (characteristics that's doesn’t make them gn anymore)"

... yeah

[renf0x]

Suna Rintarou

Because yes say that you're in the sidelines watching him train, he's in a practice match or maybe you're the team's manager. Or whatever. BUT, say that under some circumstances, you got hit by the ball.

Getting hit by a volleyball hurts like shit. (Speaking from experience)

Suna will literally drop EVERYTHING, doesn't matter if he's in a match or something. He will RUN to you. No matter what.

He's most likely going to be the one to rush you to the clinic.

He will not let anything bad happen to you. He raised my and your standards fr. He's probably also gonna kill the one who last hit the volleyball that time. If it was him, he wouldn't forgive himself. You'd literally have to say every minute "it's okay" and "you didn't do it on purpose" or "It's not your fault" for a whole week.

Caring boyfriend Suna fr.

[loveriotss]

ⓘ HAIKYUU MASTERLIST ⸻ [ rules | request ]

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⌗ KEI TSUKISHIMA ✮⋆˙ ↳ manager ━ fake idgafer ( part 2 )

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[sunarots]

not friends! — suna rintarou

summary. you and suna hardly speak, so why is he shit talking you to your friends?

[tomasweetheart]

(tw: weed, lil something i whipped up while i work on a request 😇)

imagining suna rintarou who's never smoked a day in his life, begging you to shotgun with him. how pretty he'd look with his cheeks all flushed as you place yourself in his lap, whose breathing speeds up as your lips get dangerously close to his, how his eyes glaze over after inhaling your secondhand smoke. he looks up at you with a lopsided grin, because it's given him a sense of courage he's never had before as he closes the distances between the two of you. slotting his lips gently against yours, lost in the bliss.