#they chilling in sunas dorm

[hlxtn]

tiny onigiri on the buttcheek

IM ABSOLUTELY CACKLING GUYS PLS HAHAHHAHAHA

I HAVE TO AGREEE HDHDKEL

[bruhstation]

JIMINY CHRISTMAS...... LOOK AT ALL OF THEM....... THEY HAVE BREACHED CONTAINMENT!!!!!!!!!

the knorr cubes 😠 knorr western,,, cuz my week was actually shit so ended up making them as free therapy @beumdi @bruhstation (they're forcing me to memorize medical terms 😠‼️)

Bonus thing I sent in my class gc to cope:

I stg the entire ep of James to the Rescue was James trying to flex on his boyfriend while Toby was like "BITCH U CANT DO IT 😠‼️ ASK ROCKY FOR HELP ALREADY 😠‼️‼️‼️‼️"

[heartsoji]

falling in love with your roommate, suna rintaro

roommates to lovers

a/n: i haven't read the manga so i don't rly know anything abt rin's fam situation - sorry if any info is incorrect loll also this is more of like a college au?? idk if rin went to college but here it is

a/n pt. 2: i kinda switch between using rin and suna sorry

"rintaro!"

"what?"

"aren't you tired of living in my home, still? you're 21! i'm sure all of your friends have moved out already, right? most of them probably moved out at 18, but you haven't budged an inch!" mrs. suna scolded.

"yeah, yeah, pipe down, mom. i'll move out soon, i promise."

"no! it was fine that you stayed home for your freshman year of college, and i thought that you'd start being independent for your sophomore year, but you're still completely dependent on us! you don't cook, buy groceries, clean, or do any work around here! what are you going to do when you've graduated and you don't know how to run a washing machine?"

"yes, yes, i'm sorry."

"and i was very understanding of the fact that you didn't want to move into a dorm, but aren't you tired of commuting hours away when you could just get a closer apartment?"

"mhm, mhm."

she sighed. "rintaro, you know im only saying this because i care about you. i want you to be independent and strong, you know?"

"yep. i just booked an apartment tour via online."

"and i- huh?"

yeah.

soon after he decided the apartment was in good enough condition to be living in, he rented it out and moved in.

on his moving day, he met you.

"hi! you're.. suna rintaro, right? sorry i wasn't there on your tour day. i'm your new roommate, l/n! nice to meet you." you said, a friendly smile on your features.

stoically, suna replied, "good to meet you."

at first, you and suna kinda kept to yourselves. you were polite to each other, of course, but there wasn't much talking, only coexisting.

that is, until you discovered his grocery bills.

"$18... you've been surviving on $18?!" you looked at him in shock.

"yeah. is that weird?"

"damn right it is! what are you even buying?"

"well.. i don't know how to cook anything, so i mostly order door dash. my grocery bill is from instant ramen, chuppets, eggs, and milk."

you stare at him blankly.

"you've been eating nothing but door dash, instant ramen, candy, eggs, and milk for the past 2 months?"

"yeah."

this guy.

he just stands there awkwardly at you laugh at him.

from then on, you two become closer.

you taught him basic recipes to make using groceries you taught him to buy, (imagine his shock when his bill came out to be like $60.. and you were like "bro that's normal") you taught him how to use a washing machine, ("oh, so you put the detergent in this compartment..") etc. just basic household chores, but he was so impressed.

eventually, you two stopped being friendly roommates and just became friends.

he was a good listener. you'd rant to him about your problems, no matter how insignificant, and he'd listen to you carefully, and you never felt like your problems were stupid whenever you talked to him.

you two started hanging out a lot. you'd study together at cafes, go to amusement parks on weekends, and just chill at home together.

and as much as you hated to admit it, you had started developing feelings for your roomie.

i mean, how could you not? he was tall, handsome, kind, funny, cheeky, and it certainly helped that you got to see him all tired in the mornings.

you didn't really know if he felt the same way, but if he did, he was a real bitch, because at some point, your relationship became kind of flirty, and he'd give you butterflies on a daily basis.

you two would watch scary movies and he'd let you cling to him, giving your terrified features a teasey smile every now and then.

he'd walk around the apartment with his toned abs out, and his sweats dangerously low on his hips.

when you guys went on walks, he'd give you his hoodie if it got cold.

whenever you'd go on long rants, he'd just stare at your face with love in his eyes. "and then i-what is it, rin?" "nothing, pretty."

like sir you can't just do that. you're too handsome to do that without risk of heart explosion.

then, one day, unexpectedly, he popped the question.

you two were watching a cheesy romcom for the 5th time, sharing a pot of instant ramen, and at the same moment that the male lead said to the female lead, "i like you. a lot. i have for a while now," rin did too.

it wasn't grand.

it wasn't loud.

it wasn't annoying.

you weren't even sure if he meant it.

but when you saw him looking at you, nervous, awaiting a response, you knew he did.

so, at the same time the female lead said, "me too," you did too.

then, with the cheesy romantic music playing in the back, you guys gave each other cheesy smiles, and he planted a cheesy peck on your cheek.

it was subtle.

it was sweet.

it was cheesy.

it was familiar.

it was uncharacteristically romantic and sentimental.

it was just like how your future relationship with your roomie and best friend, suna rintaro, was going to be.

[hanmaitani]

Deciding Your Fate

PAIRING - Miya Atsumu x Reader WC - 1.2K GENRE - light angst, fluff CW - mentions of drinking, pining SYNOPSIS - Spending the Miyas' birthday with the two of them separately first, Osamu makes you realize that you have to decide if you'll spend the rest of your life worrying about hiding your feelings.

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Growing up with the Miya twins, if there was one thing you'd learned about their birthday. The day was meant to be all about them. 12 years of birthdays and this year would be running the exact same way as the rest.

You had to make time to see each of them individually first. Either that or hear them both whine and cry if you tried to only hang out with them together. So you always kept the tradition. Separate first, then together.

You'd spent all morning on edge this time. Got ready slowly to try and hype yourself up for the events of the day.

Atsumu got you first this year. You'd put them on a rotating schedule, changing every year who you saw first in the day. Atsumu had dragged you to the park, to a small coffee stand in the main courtyard, one that the two of you had claimed as your own on the first week at university.

For some reason this year, you couldn't get over how he looked. His hair was messy from the autumn wind and you had to refrain from running your fingers through it. His cheeks were tinted pink from the chill and you wanted to press your lips to them.

He'd shrugged off his jacket early into the morning, the first time you shivered. It wasn't quite his jacket that had warmed you up, but rather how he'd noticed and gave it to you without even breaking his sentence, draping it over your shoulders like it was second nature.

You'd laughed when he'd shivered not even ten minutes later. Your scarf was wrapped around his neck right after. It stayed there for the rest of the morning.

You spent the whole of your time together trying to hide your smile behind your coffee cup as he chatted at you. You were happy just to listen to him. He sat there with your scarf wound around his neck, his long sleeve stretched around his arms, hair getting caught in the wind. Everything in your body screamed to touch him in some way, to get closer.

Your heart ached by the end of it. Watching him wave carelessly as he held the present you'd gotten him in the air proudly. Your scarf was still wrapped around his neck and his jacket was still heavy on your shoulders. You'd tried to give it back but he'd refused, promising he'd grab it from you at the party that night.

The Miya twins' party. About to be the biggest event of the month. That is, of course, until the end when Suna would throw his famous Halloween party.

You were still wearing your look of distress on your face when you showed up at Osamu's dorm room. Entering without knocking and kicking your shoes off, you silently fell onto the bed before letting out a loud groan.

The creak of Osamu's desk chair echoed through the room as he leaned back and turned to face the bed. "Hello t'ya too."

"I'm gonna die." You groaned back, the words muffled by his pillow as you refused to lift your head and show your flushed face.

There was a beat of quiet as Osamu took in your form before he huffed out a laugh. "Is that m' brother's jacket?" You groaned and lifted your head, looking at him with puppy dog eyes, silently begging him to not go down the line of conversation he was about to. "Get it together." He rolled his eyes and threw a bag of chips from his desk at your face.

"Ow." You whined, not really in pain but sending him a dirty look nonetheless. "I didn't ask fer it! He jus' gave it t'me 'cause he noticed I was cold."

"Can ya just confess t'im already? Gettin' sick o' hearin' 'bout 'im." Osamu grimaced at you, shaking his head in disappointment as he popped a chip from his own bag in his mouth.

You groaned as you sat yourself up, situating yourself better on the bed to properly face him. "I didn' choose this curse." You puffed some air into your cheeks and your lips formed a pout as you tugged your bag open. "I blame it on ya."

"T'hell did I do?" He screwed up his face, tossing a chip at your face. "Not m'fault that ya fell fer his dumbass." You groaned and dropped your head back for a second, only pulling it back up to shove some of your chips in your mouth. "S'yer fault that ya haven' confessed after nearly three years."

"Two and a half," you pointed at him in accusation, "don't go addin' years. And anyways, I can’t!" You exclaimed, throwing your hands in the air and almost losing your bag of chips in the process. "Y'know that it ruins ev'rythin' if I do!"

"Ruins m'day when ya don't." He smirked at his own joke but when you glared at him he put his hands up in surrender. "Alright! Sorry!"

He sighed and it was quiet for a moment. Both of you were digging into your respective bags of chips until he spoke again.

"Look, I know yer afraid of losin' him. But y'ain't gonna lose him."  You gnawed on your bottom lip as you listened to him. "He loves ya. Trust me."

"S'hard Miysam." You sighed and fidgeted with a chip between your fingers. "I know I care t'much sometimes, but I can’t ruin what we have now. I know that I can survive if he doesn' love me the way I love him. But I can' handle it if we'll never be the same." You swallowed the lump in your throat and looked back up to Osamu across from you.

"But can ya spend the rest of our lives glancin' behind ya? Afraid that everythin' is gonna get snatched away from ya with one wrong move?"

You sighed. You'd never thought of it like that. Never thought of the long term repercussions of keeping your feelings to yourself. Never thought about how you'd silently resigned yourself to going the rest of yourself without telling him about your feelings.

"Ya gotta tell him and if it doesn' work then we’ll figure it out."

You sighed. He was right. You knew he was right. You had to do it. Had to tell Atsumu finally. Had to loosen your grip on your fears.

"Okay." You sighed in finality. "Okay, yer right. I’ll do it."

Osamu's jaw dropped as he looked at you. "You will!?" He was shocked that you’d actually listened this time. After all the times he'd tried before over the years.

"Tonight." You nodded, your breakfast trying to reappear. "I'll get drunk and tell him and if it goes well awesome and if it doesn'?" You shrugged your shoulders. "I'll get alcohol poisonin' and ferget all 'bout it."

"I-" Osamu was going to protest your reasoning but instead just sighed and resigned that this was all he'd get out of you. "Sure, do that." He snorted as you nodded along slowly, trying to not freak out.

"Now, can you scoot over and stop talkin' bout my brother so we can watch this damn movie before we gotta get ready."

You snorted a laugh and moved closer to the pillows, allowing him space next to you. "Yeah, whatever you ass."

Tonight, you swore. No matter what.

TAGLIST - OPEN

@faumpje @all-in-the-fandoms @pearl-blue-musings @chaes-tea @qichun

@winniethepooh-lover

[fluffyf0x]

After Match

Suna Rintarou x manager! reader

TW: None

Don't repost without permission!

After Match

♡♢Now playing: Sweater Weather by The Neighborhood♢♡

"Fix your fucking posture oh my god" You said to Suna. Poking his back.

You were doing everything you can to lift their spirits. The team just finished from their last match against Karasuno. They all felt deflated. As it was their Captain's and the other third year's last match.

You only choose to be Inarizaki Boys Volleyball team's manager because it was your last choice. Being a first year, confused and newly transferred. You were asked and your teacher recommended that you join a club. Although you knew this a little too late and the clubs that were still open were not of your interest. The best route you choose was being their manager.

You found interest in volleyball. But it was not enough for you to commit and play the sport. Being their manager was enough for you to be able to watch it at least. At the same time, you were able to start a social circle. With the club at least.

During your first week as their manager. Everything was still a little awkward. The first years weren't sure how to communicate with you, the third year's were chill but they were busy with practice. The second years....they terrified you.

They looked like people who would kill you if you bumped into the hallways. You shuddered at the thought of them. Always acting like a little mouse in front of the cats.

Then Suna asked you for a personal favor.

It was outside of your job as a manager and it was weird that Suna Rintarou asked you of all people.

He asked you to be his fake girlfriend. Because his parents were 'little pricks' (he said that) and required him to have a girlfriend.

It was weird really, but since then you've been his "girlfriend" you've gotten a bit closer with the second years too. The rest of the team followed. Making you all comfortable with each other.

It was funny, because Rintarou later confessed that he actually liked you. Asking you to officially be his girlfriend. You wouldn't lie if you said that you also liked him.

Suna flinched from the contact. You noticed he was a bit pissed from the last match. You laughed a bit. But upon seeing everyone's sad expressions, your laughter soon died down. You sighed. Getting a pat on the back from your coach for your efforts. You huffed.

When you got back to your dorm, you flopped to your bed right away. Tired from the trip. Sun sighed and sat on the edge of your bed. You turned around and faced Rintarou.

Tears started to spill from your eyes. You weren't sure why you were crying. Suna panicked, unsure on what to do. So he awkwardly hugged you. You continued to sob into his shoulder as you hugged him back. Suna pulled you into his lap. Running his fingers through your hair in hopes of comforting you.

You broke the hug and smiled.

"I'm too affected by this match" You said light-heartedly. Suna chuckled.

"Yeah, you are" He said. The two of you sat in silence. Holding eye contact with each other. He looked so beautiful. Noticing that the two of you were slowly inching closer and closer to each other, you sped things up and kissed him right away.

Your lips touched his and the two of you moved in harmony. His hands trailed down to your waist as you ran your fingers through his hair. You shuddered as You wrapped your legs around his waist and got closer to him. Moving your hips a little to get friction, moaning into the kiss.

You felt a hand grab your hip. You were sure that would mark. Suna broke the kiss, but he kept the distance little between the two of you. The air felt hot. Both of you were panting, starting to get out of breath. He smirked. Your breath hitched as you looked into his cat like eyes.

"Mind letting me cool off after that match baby?"

(Quick reminder that the photos don't belong to me nor do the characters. They all belong to their rightful owners! The original plot of Haikyuu also belongs to Haruichi. The oneshot is the only thing that belongs to me :DD)

[silent-dragon]

TWST OC Group Profile - "Rococo Tails"

Sharptooth,Spencer Ryan,Lady Palm

Rococo Tails

A beauty product & rare magical item selling service owned by Sharptooth and managed by his close friends,Lady Palm & Spencer Ryan.

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Name - Sharptooth

Physical Age - 23

Birthday - 10/5

Zodiac - Virgo

Gender - Male

Species - Half Fae

Height - 253cm/8'3"

Eye Color - Sandy Yellow

Hair Color - Deep Mossy Green

Orientation - Bisexual

Homeland - Port O'Bliss(?)

Family - Has Ties to the Zigvolt family

Twist of Crocodile from One Piece

School - Death's Academy of Combat

Dorm - Nakaumi

Year - 4th

Best Subject - Alchemy

Occupation - Business Owner

Favorite Food - Crocodile,Tomatoes

Likes - Cigars,Rings,Crocodiles,Leather,His Business,Lady Palm's History Speeches,Spencer Ryan's Eyes,Money,Spoiling Others,Biting Chewy Surfaces,Dressing Fancy,Yachts,Making People Earn Things,Dogs(Pugs mainly)

Dislikes - Sudden Rain Showers,Sweet Condiments,Losing Money

Unique Magic - "Sandy Suna" - Can turn his entire body into sand he can control and use to shield himself from impact. Can also dry up the moisture of anything that has it with his right hand…if he wants to.

Personality - Comes off as a laid-back chill dude. Doesn't speak much unless spoken too or sees a reason to as his voice can scare you if not ready. He is a businessman and a good one so has all the traits of being sneaky,greedy,and cruel to get what he wants if deal business with him. Has a habit of answering others requests for help with a "Earn It" condition. You've got to earn his assistance/gratitude/love,it's not free.

Bio - A wealthy large biting scarred man that in quite a few port towns is known as "Sharptooth" owner of Rococo Tails,a luxury beauty product and magical items selling service. Loves to see happy customers continue to use his services and invites new ones to try it out whatever they need. He is a good guy…trust him…but never cross him or may get bit.

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Name - Spencer Ryan

Age - 20

Birthday - 8/15

Zodiac - Leo

Gender - Androgynous but presents as male usually

Species - Human

Height - 238cm/7'10"

Eye Color - Ocean Blue

Hair Color - Bubblegum Pink

Orientation - Gay

Homeland - Queendom of Roses

Twist of Bentham from One Piece

School - Death's Academy of Combat

Dorm - Nakaumi

Year - 3rd

Best Subject - Physical Education

Occupation - Makeup Brand Manager,Ballet Dancer,Martial Artist

Favorite Food - Parfaits & Green Tea

Likes - Swans,Dance,Singing,Fashion,Pink,Training,Makeup,Gracefulness,Sharptooth's Grin,Theater Plays,Romance Movies,Making Friends,Outgoing People,Classical/Dance Music,Feminine Aesthetics

Dislikes - Serious & Single Minded People,Unfriendliness

Unique Magic - "Mimic Love" - Can shapeshift himself into perfect lookalikes of other humanoid beings so long as he touches them with his right hand. Has stored a lot of faces and his current face is a combination of others he put together. Doesn't ever talk about this UM as he can't remember his own face any more.

Personality - He has a flamboyant outlook. Always doing the most whatever he wants he is a free spirit. Highly social and loves friends,doing anything with them. He would defend a friend he met 5 min ago from anything. Respects those that show him big kindness like Sharptooth who seems like someone who wouldn't. Is a big flirt as well but waits for others to approach him first before he does anything.

Bio - The secret master of disguise and kicking martial arts. He has a happy do what I want attitude and wants others to be happy too so his friends get all the attention to ensure their well being. He dreams to become a professional makeup artist,theater actor,and drag queen later in life. He always says he is graceful like a swan but also as deadly.

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Name - Lady Palm

Age - 21

Birthday - 2/6

Zodiac - Aquarius

Gender - Female

Species - Human

Height - 188cm/6'2"

Orientation - Bisexual

Homeland - Sunset Savanna

Twist of Nico Robin from One Piece

School - Death's Academy of Combat

Dorm - Nakaumi

Year - 3rd

Best Subject - History

Occupation - Service Manager,Hand Model,Archaeologist

Favorite Food - Sandwich & Soba 

Likes - Ancient Artifacts,Archaeology,Reading,Sunbathing,Cooking,Dancing,Organizing Stuff,Listening to Audiobooks,Open Tops,Knee Boots,Sharptooth's Scars,Cute Small Animals,Memorization,Monsters

Dislikes - Her Past,Spencer Ryan(Halfly),Not Understanding Jokes

Unique Magic - "Endless Bodywork" - She can multiply any of her body parts for what seems like endlessly but most seen is like 10 arms and such. Her extra parts can appear on her body,other's bodies,and surfaces so long as she can see them. Usually can see her using extra arms to do tasks/work faster. Can double her hearing if multiply her ears.

Personality - She is very calm to the point it's eerie to some. Lacks showing fear even when she should her face stays stone faced. So focused on history she doesn't get most modern things like jokes or slang go over her head and frustrate her sometimes til she figures it out. Has a habit of saying/thinking of the worst possible outcome of a situation without knowing how disturbed others are from what she said. Can talk for hours about history as it's her passion but that may annoy you if only trying to rizz her up which she has no clue about much as only history lovers tend to stay near her.

Bio - The voluptuous calm history lady as some call her. Has a knack for knowing how the world works from all her research on its history. She almost always knows the history of any object,animal,or person by memory and if not will get to work learning it. Loves her job as it helps her learn new things she wouldn't study otherwise. Not shy to speak what's on her mind and uses her UM in front of others without warning so seeing her with extra limbs is a normal thing to those that pay attention.

[honeekyuu]

HONEEEEE SELF SHIP FRIDAY WHO CHEERED

i love these prompts so im asking a lot sorry not sorry happy self ship friday

pre: 2, 6

general: 8, 9

love: 2, 10

domestic: 2, 8

MOLLYYYYYY LETS FUCKING GO IT'S SUNA DAY (it's always fking suna day lets be fucking real)

self ship questions!

pre 2: What was their first impression of each other?

suna and i met on move in day first year,,, he was screaming "if you break my shit ill fuck your mom" down the hall at atsumu as i coming around the corner with my cart of plants. we made eye contact and i said "my mom??" i immediately thought he was funny but he avoided me for like a week bc he was embarrassed. i had to keep making 'your mom' jokes until he cracked because he was being weird

pre 6: What was their "flirting stage" like?

looking back im like pretty solidly convinced the flirting stage started in like second year, but im just an idiot and didnt realize it until our situationship started a year later. lots of us staying up until 2am playing mario kart alone in the dorm lounge or in his room. lots of him texting me memes and tiktoks and taking random pictures of me and sending them to me when he'd see me on the quad but i didnt see him,,,, making faces at each other across classrooms,,, lots of his hands brushing thighs and elbows and me hugging him goodnight,,,, wow i was a stupid fuck back then lmao

general 8: Who takes the lead in social situations? How are they around each other's friends?

me. me me me. 100% me. we are both introverts but hes the WORSE introvert. people think hes a standoffish rude terrible fuck because he cant keep eye contact to save his life and is always on his phone in social situations. when he first met my friends i had to do major damage control but once they got to know him they realized hes just shy and now they make fun of him for it. "oh i'd ask suna but i dont think hes on this plane of existence rn" "suna i need your opinion and i need you to speak it in words please" ,, that kind of shit. his friends are the miyans and we were all in the same dorm for two years so there were no issues getting to know them lmao

general 9: Who gets jealous easier?

i was gonna say me but it's him. i get jealous SUUUUPER easily but more often it's like,, insecurity not jealousy lol. 90% of the time it's me being insane ab smth that isn't even happening and him being like "wow, youre being insane ab smth that isnt even happening!". but any time literally any guy he doesnt know tries to say smth to me, suna appears like a cryptid and stands there until the interaction is over. brother could be asking me for directions and a cold chill will pass over me as my bf emerges from the ether to linger behind me.

love 2: What are their primary love languages?

mine is words of affirmation and quality time without fail. i NEED this man to tell me he loves me because every four seconds im like "so you dont like me??" and he just sighs in exhaustion. and i feel like,,, even in the fwb stage,,,, if i went too long without seeing him i would get really insecure,,, but also HIS love languages are physical touch and quality time, so we never went more than like a DAY without seeing each other lmao. and hes a manhandler,,, brother just manhandles me when he gets clingy and im left to deal w it, he has no fucking clue how strong he is

love 10: What do they like best about each other?

i like how reliable he is. he is so steadfast and unwavering about basically everything, to the point where, if im feeling insecure, hes like "literally why would you ever think that? you already know how i feel, it has not changed once". it's a little frustrating bc hes stubborn, but also i feel like him being reliable as a fucking rock helps build my confidence to do things out of my comfort zone with him. and i think he likes that im fucking insane and overthink/overshare so open about my feelings!! hes really bad at expressing himself vocally, but hes gotten a LOT better at it in the years we've known each other and now hes basically perfect at just speaking his truth lmao. i think it's bc i talk so much ab my feelings that hes figured out how to do it too

domestic 2: If they get married, who proposes, and how do they do it? Would they change their surnames?

ohhh we're not married, but hes said out loud in extremely blunt terms that he'll be the one who proposes. i asked if he wanted me to propose and he said "HEEEEELLLLLL NO!!!!! I WANNA DO IT" so,,,, ig he's doing it ?? i dont think ill take his name though, he says he likes my name the way it is.

domestic 8: Who kills the bugs in the house?

him. he does. him. i would give the spiders the house if they asked for it.

[chiffiorra]

╰┈➤ If a Dream Is Just a Dream

➜ Synopsis: Too much party drinking leaves you and your old friend to wake up next to each other in your bed mere hours later. Is this the best way to catch up? More at 6.

➜ Pairings: Rintaro Suna x fem!reader

➜ This Fic Contains the Following: Best friend!Suna, alcohol mention, implied hooking up last night, awkwardness at first, cunnilingus, fingering, overstimulation, based off of rp; basically y'all hooked up, forgot, and did it again

➜ WC: 3,160

➜ Note: so remember that one poll i did ages ago? yeah suna won so here we go lol. also since this is based off an rp i did with a friend, i got their permission to make a fic ofc! special shoutout to @qichun for being my beta, couldn't have done it without you 🫶🏽

➜ Taglist: @interstellar-inn @pixelcafe-network @eveningatthemoviesnetwork @thehoneypotserver

Last night felt like a blur and that was not an exaggeration. As soon as he awoke and tried to sit up, Suna immediately felt a pounding headache that made him wince. Well, he supposed that’s what he gets for sitting up too fast but goddamn, how much did he drink last night? Wait… was it still even nighttime?

He would yawn as he stretched his arms and went to reach for his phone. His eyes would blink blearily at the bright light greeting him and see that it was 1:45 AM, way too early for him to be asleep that’s for sure. And on a weekend too? Just how much did he have to drink for him to feel this drowsy and hungover already? And how much did he have to drink to have someone else in bed with him? Suna would turn his phone to shine on the figure that was currently sleeping next to him, only moving by their breathing.

And to his surprise, it was you under the bright light. Not some random girl sleeping next to him and wearing his shirt; you. His old friend that he was just catching up with after years of not seeing each other. You looked almost peaceful as he watched you dream, following the inhale and exhale of your chest.

Still dealing with a pounding headache, Suna was reeling from the sight and had so many questions. For starters: what happened last night? How much did the two of you have to drink? Did you remember anything or were you just as lost as him? All he remembered was that he was invited to another dorm’s party, you two were talking… and that was that.

As he let out a sigh and wondered what his next move would be, he would hear stirring under the sheets and be greeted by you slowly sitting up. ‘Shit,’ was the only thought that ran through his head as his heart began to race.

As for you, you too were also dealing with a headache from drinking. You groaned as you rubbed the temples of your forehead as you would eye the man on your bed. A chill ran down your spine as it was Suna, not some random person. Hell, a random person would’ve been more preferable than him! At least you would’ve pretended that this mess never happened if it was a stranger albeit the aftermath wouldn’t have been more or less awkward. You were even more surprised to see that he didn’t leave you here all by yourself.

“Hey…” he would finally break the tension. Thank goodness for him being the first to speak, you weren’t sure how to start it off.

“Hey,” you replied back meekly. “What time is it?” You would add, a yawn breaking off the end of your question as you rubbed at your eyes. You were still tired it seems.

“1:45, did I wake you up?” He asked, mind still unable to comprehend that it was you he went with after that party, that it was you he slept with, and that you were the one wearing his shirt that was much too big on you. The same exact shirt he had worn mere hours ago.

“No no, it’s okay. I was just waking up. Are you okay?” You asked despite the headache that was beginning to already form. God, this was why you didn’t drink that much. You still couldn’t believe that you were talked into drinking more than one shot! You groaned as you closed your eyes and rubbed at the temples on your head as you couldn’t believe what a foolish choice you made, and also of the consequences that came afterwards.

“I’m fine… Does your head hurt?” You opened your eyes to see Suna holding out a half full water bottle out to you, the one that was left on your nightstand. You would thank him as you took a few sips, feeling refreshed and already feeling your headache no longer being an issue before you would ask the big question that you were so sure that was running through his head as well. “So… Do you remember anything?”

“Uh…” Suna was usually good at hiding whatever emotion he was feeling at the moment, but not even he was able to hide the shock on his face. Still unable to process what happened only hours ago, he would slowly, and sluggishly, sit up on the edge of the bed. He would fiddle with the drawstring of his sweatpants as he tried to recall what exactly happened. He obviously remembered drinking way too many, but that was all. An embarrassed chuckle left his lips as he finally answered, “No… not really.”

A glance at you showed a sad expression on your face that made his heart sink, he didn’t mean to hurt you like that. “You don’t remember anything?” You asked, your words stinging him even more than he would’ve liked.

While you were quite unhappy that he didn’t remember as much as you did, you also understood that he drank more than you, he couldn’t really be at fault. You on the other hand, remembered everything, as embarrassing as that was. Your face burned as your thighs rubbed together, suddenly remembering that you had nothing underneath his shirt. As you took a few more sips of your water bottle, you pondered on how you were going to rip the bandaid off.

Swallowing down your nerves, you began, “Well… after some drinks,” you looked away, unable to look him in the eyes as you continued. “One thing led to another and it ended with you and I kissing.”

Suna listened on, groaning as his eyebrows furrowed. He scratched the back of his neck as he tried to jog his memory again. But looking at you, he now found a few clues that had him figure out what happened hours ago: waking up next to you, you wearing his shirt, the rest of the clothes scattered along the floor (which he noted that belonged to you), his swollen lips and the taste that lingered when he licked at them. It was all coming together now though it took him a while to register.

“I remember that much at least. Highly doubt that was all that happened, considering you’re wearing nothing but my shirt,” he responded. It wasn’t far from the truth and wasn’t the only thing that happened and you knew it too. You only fiddled with the hem of his shirt, thighs rubbing together again as the memory of what happened replayed in your mind again. “You’re right, that’s not all that happened,” you began. “We did fool around before passing out. Foreplay, mind you.”

Fool around? Foreplay? Really? That was all you could say? Before you could kick yourself any further with the wording you chose, you felt a weight lay across your lap and would hear a grunt. To your surprise, Suna would lay across your lap, feeling the long overdue headache finally catch up to him.

“I figured,” he could only mutter back, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Despite your surprise, you would still indulge nevertheless. With that, you would lean down and plant a kiss on his forehead. An action reminiscent of when you two were kids and you would playfully kiss at his cheeks much to his disgust. This time he didn’t resist or make any comments like he usually did, in fact, he seemed to like it.

The kiss you left on him felt foreign to him but not at all unwelcome. That plus the warmth he felt from you against his skin? It felt nice, definitely no complaints from him. In fact, it would have him say another coy remark, “Was I good?”

You couldn’t help but laugh in surprise at the unexpected question, how dare he make you more flustered? Curses! With that, you looked away from him again, carding your fingers through his hair almost absentmindedly. “Yes, you were,” you said, unable to face him.

Despite your shy answer, that still didn’t stop Suna from saying something else; possibly to see you more flustered.

“Glad to hear it. Shame I couldn’t see you enjoy yourself,” he added with a snicker seeing you hide your face behind your free hand.

“Oh shush, Rin!” You added, still giggling and not at all uncomfortable nor offended by his words. “I can assure you I did.” After saying that, you would continue stroking his hair gently, noticing that he closed his eyes out of enjoyment.

Suna melted into your touch as you continued stroking his hair. While still a bit down that he couldn’t remember beyond drinking one too many, this was the next best thing for him that he never thought he needed. Was it going to affect your friendship later? That was a question that was gonna be saved for future him, right now was something, or rather someone, way more important in front of him.

“Wish I could’ve seen it for myself,” he said. The teasing remarks kept going, most likely thanks to his post-drunken state. This state would also cause him to be bolder, as he reached his hand up to your free hand and entwined your fingers together with his before pulling your hand close to his. It was his turn to place a kiss on you as he left a small one upon your fingers.

Despite your heart skipping a beat, you would teasingly add a “next time” and that got his attention. “Next time?” He chuckled, almost nervously. Though you seemed to be joking and he was just joining in, there was a slight chance that he was being serious. He would glance up at you with a gleam in his eyes that appeared almost teasing. “It’s up to you though, beautiful.”

As for you, the thought of this happening once again but with the two of you sober this time made something stir inside of you. “I wouldn’t say no,” you said, before leaning down to place another kiss but on the tip of his nose this time.

However, before you could pull away, you felt large hands gently cup the side of your face and your eyes met his. After what felt like a long time but was nearly a minute, you felt Suna brush strands of your hair away from your face.

“Whatever you say, princess,” you felt his lips brush against your cheek as he whispered before he would pull you into a soft and gentle embrace.

You didn’t know if you were a saint in your past life or what, but you sure as hell weren’t complaining. For now, you would relish in his embrace as you snuggled into his neck, smiling. In response, you felt Suna snuggling into you, enjoying your warmth and basking into it. This was nice for him and you, despite it starting off as a drunken mishap. Though Suna still felt a tinge of worry that this night would change your friendship, he definitely wouldn’t mind doing this again while you were both sober.

“Do you wanna continue?” He whispered, after a moment of relaxing silence passed by. You were ready to consider dozing off in his arms when he asked. Something stirred inside you once again when he asked, maybe it was excitement?

No matter what that feeling was, you couldn’t help but say yes. “Yeah, I want this.” If you could nod eagerly, you would. But you at least felt his heartbeat skip as he loosened his grasp around you. Before you knew it, he would lay you down gently under him as he slowly began kissing down your body. If you weren’t burning up before, you are now thanks to that.

You felt him place light kisses on your neck, then your breast, then your thigh, and finally your ankle. You felt yourself become excited as you watched him place your leg over his shoulder. “Is this okay?” You heard him ask, butterflies in your stomach fluttering from him checking on you.

“Yes… this is fine,” you would respond, voice feeling weak along with your knees. You wanted to say more but you bit your tongue, curious and eager for his next move.

His free hand began to lift up your shirt, his shirt; up to your hips. You couldn’t help but feel yourself practically drip onto the sheets as his free hand ran up along your inner thigh as he gently, but firmly, held your thighs apart. Any chance you would want to stop and he would stop, no questions asked; but for now, he was ready to enjoy himself.

You watched on as Suna’s lips would slowly reach to your core. His free hand would carefully lift up your shirt, his shirt; above your waist to reveal everything to him. You shivered as you were once again exposed to him, meanwhile your hands couldn’t decide if they wanted to clutch at your sheets or hide your face from the sight of your old friend ready to recreate your time from hours ago but the both of you were now sober and knew what was going to happen. The mental battle in your head finally conceded as you let your hands rest on the sheets and cling onto them tightly as if you were going to leave him without warning. “Keep going… I’m ready,” you whispered back to him.

Suna, ever the perceptive one, would move the hand that was still on your thigh and place it on top of yours in what felt like an almost comforting gesture as you laced them your fingers together. He continued gently kissing at your thighs that would turn into sucking that you were sure to cover them in love bites. One suck turned into him biting at a thigh, his ears picking up on the soft gasp from you. Soothing the slight pain from the bite with more gentle kisses before he would finally stop and eye your slit. He planted a small kiss on your clit right before adding his tongue to lightly lick at it before he would add more as the light licking would turn to sucking your clit gently.

“This okay?” You heard him mumble, even through your soft moans that were soon to pick up volume.

You shakily exhaled a long breath as you felt his warm tongue lick a long line from your entrance to your clit before tracing it around your clit again. “Y-yeah…” you whispered.

In response, Suna would suck on your clit. Another gasp would escape your lips as he kept going, his tongue licking up and down your folds before dipping his tongue into your entrance teasingly. Your hand immediately went to cover your mouth, not trusting yourself to be quiet as your hips twitched in surprise. But you felt a hand grab your arm and pull it away from covering your mouth. You look down at Suna, shocked to see him holding onto your wrist to keep you from hiding your moans.

“Rin,” you began to plead, only for him to shake his head in response before he proceeded back to what he was doing. He would dip his tongue in you but go deeper, curling it while the hand that wasn’t holding onto your wrist moved to your clit. Your jaw would fall open as you moaned when his thumb began rubbing there to gently coax an orgasm out of you before adding another finger.

With his tongue thrusting in and out of you plus his fingers along your clit made you see stars and you could already feel yourself growing closer to the edge as he moved his fingers faster, not caring about what ache would come afterwards once he made you cum.

He pulled his tongue away and began lapping and sucking at your clit almost frantically, as if he were starving and you were the last meal on Earth.

It was too much. Too much. You couldn’t help but try and shut your legs together, but Suna was faster than you and kept them open and to the bed with little effort. Sometimes you forget how strong he was.

“I-I can’t—” “You can.” There was no argument anymore as Suna kept going, eager to force another orgasm out of you. This time, his fingers would be the one inside you.

Your legs trembled and before you knew it, you came. But that didn’t stop him; he would continue lapping at your cunt despite your back arching and hips rocking against his face from sensitivity.

“One more, baby. I just want one more from you. Can you do that for me?” he said, his eyes meeting yours as he carefully inched two fingers inside you.

Your eyes were already tearing up from him pushing you beyond your release but you nodded in agreement. A moan would leave your lips as you felt his fingers thrust against your g-spot that would soon turn into a pleasured cry once you felt his other hand pinch your clit. Just how long did he intend on torturing you like this? This was way more compared to what happened earlier!

Your head fell back onto the bed as you felt him move his fingers and his lips wrap around your clit once more. Your eyes slowly closed as you moaned, no longer caring and too far gone about being loud. It was too much as you had just came but you loved it. It wasn’t going to be long before another one was starting to build up.

“Rin… more please,” you tearfully begged, wanting to cum for him again. A hand would push him closer to your cunt as he didn’t stop, not even once. Suna obliged, his fingers pumping inside you and his tongue making a mess, the sounds loud enough to echo around in your room. You clenched around him as you felt yourself beginning to reach the edge. And it wouldn’t take long too, all was needed was him to grind his palm against your clit for you to gush all over him.

When it was all over, you would lay down on top of him, still catching your breath and legs still shaking from the pleasure he gave you without expecting anything in return despite your offer afterwards. You felt him kiss the top of your head as he held you close, patiently waiting for you to calm down.

“Rin…” you whispered. He would hum in response.

“Does this change anything between us?” It was time to ask the big question to break the silence even if you didn’t want to. But you had to know.

“No,” Suna answered. “We’ll talk more in the morning for sure, but for now? You’re still important to me as always.”

And that was all you needed to know, the rest could come in the morning.

[obamousse]

Suna is the mom friend of these dudes. Having a younger, devilish sister had taught him skills on how to handle children, their stupidity, and shenanigans. So he's the most responsible and dependable of the second years and who Kita could trust. Even though he'd record the Miya twins almost destroying the dorm before coming to help them and cover up (temporarily) the evidences, he still knows whether to stop and what not to do to create a disaster, so Ginjima is there to mitigate Suna's chaotic side.

However, in third year, Suna fully understands Kita and Aran's struggle. The Miya twins were older yet they did not mature much. He has to stop them doing stupid things, develop acute senses on whether these people will do stupid things, and stresses over the noise and stupid things. He doesn't let them know tho, but one angry and GREATLY passive aggressive look from him is enough to let them know. But they like to rile him up, like to laugh at that look of his, they will never stop their shenanigans. He still is chaotic in his own way, which everyone somehow does not expect. But he's lazy, so he mainly records the Miya twins doing stupid things before stopping them, and as the twins grow, they became more stubborn. He's like a mom who's not taken seriously - he doesn't act like a mom. He also likes fun, breaking the rules which people of the volleyball club low-key knows, and blackmails him with it (Suna considers it his biggest mistake). He's only merely lazier and more responsible, so he has to be the mom of the group. Atsumu's the de sure dad, Ginjima the de facto dad, both likes to make fun of the mom. Osamu is the chill uncle.

Suna says, it's like raising his sister, but more tiring and less weird in a horrifying sense. He's used to it, to his sister doing worse things at home, but things happen at the club which he has to deal with 24/7. It's like these people learn how to terrorize him with his sister, by pushing him constantly. He now has a funny (iconic according to nicer underclassmen) scowl now on his face only whenever he's angry, tho it can be wiped out when he fixes his facial expression a little bit and when he feels calm or happy.

sometimes i think about how suna just casually glances over at the miyas while they're doing something stupid in an exclusive miya-twins way and is then struck with the horrifying realization that they're his best friends

[tooruhearts]

16:44.

osamu really wants to kiss you right now.

→ feat. miya osamu || genres: uni!au, fluff || warnings: none

osamu thinks there are things better left unsaid.

like how ugly atsumu’s hair was when he first dyed it, or how scary kita gets sometimes, or how annoying suna can be with his jokes.

or how much he wants to kiss you right now.

“samu?”

“yeah?”

“are you listening?”

the library is awfully quiet despite being a tuesday afternoon in the middle of exam season. the lights coming from the window illuminate your face softly, particularly adding a shine to the new lipgloss you're wearing today. it keeps catching his eye and it makes him wonder how a kiss from you would feel, if it would be cherry-flavored or if some of the gloss would be left on his own lips after.

"earth to osamu miya? helloo?"

"sorry, 'was just... thinkin' 'bout somethin'."

you look at him, eyes squinting, as if you're not convinced but you decide not to pry it further. you go back to your notes and osamu thinks you look cute like this, with your brows furrowed and mouth in a frown. and god, he has to remind himself to stop looking at your lips for the fifteenth time during this study session.

"should we go grab some somethin' to eat?" he suggests, but you're having none of it.

"samu, my midterm is in two days, i need to finish at least this unit."

"the unit can wait, ya need to chill for a bit."

osamu is lying. you're not the one needing to relax right now, he is the one. he is the one needing an excuse to go outside, to calm down, to stop thinking about how good your lips would feel on his, to stop thinking about how much he wants you. how much he wants to call you his.

"no, samu, we can grab food later. just let me finish this, okay?" you bat your eyelashes at him, and he's just about to lose it.

and honestly, at this point osamu doesn't care at all about your midterm and how hard biology 121 is. f*ck it, he thinks, f*ck all these months of constantly feeling this pitter-patter in his chest because of you. f*ck him constantly agonizing over you possibly not feeling the same.

"okay, can i get somethin' else instead then?"

"yeah, yeah, what do you want?"

"i really want to kiss ya right now."

osamu doesn't miss the way your pen stops moving, and how your eyes widen a bit. have i f*cked up? have i messed up? is this the end? "what?"

"i want to... kiss ya."

and osamu is waiting for the nervous laugh you let out during uncomfortable situations, or the "this is a joke, right?" you would say. but he definitely doesn't expect you to grab his face and whisper a small "okay" before crashing your lips on his. and he's quick to grab your waist and pull you closer, kissing you fervently.

osamu thinks this is the sweetest kiss he's ever had. and sure, he might have not kissed a lot of people before you, and the kiss is quite sticky because of your gloss, and it's actually not cherry-flavored as he thought it would be but minty, but this is still the sweetest kiss because it's you and he feels like he could kiss you forever.

when you two pull apart, osamu hopes his lips are shining as yours do.

"do ya... wanna go back to my dorm?" he asks.

you smile and give him a quick peck.

"can we grab food along the way?"

a/n: if u saw me post this like a week ago no u didn’t...anyways many thoughts about uni!osamu (or college!osamu)

[kouomi]

Paparazzi

Summary: Escaping the cameras is nearly impossible, even if it’s only for one night. Why not have some fun with it? (Suna Rintarou x f!reader)

Warnings: nothing just fluff!

Word Count: 1,058

A/N: this was sitting in my drafts for a while so I figured I’d post it now! Short Suna fluff is my weakness <33

Posted: July 14th 2021, 5:01 AM EST

After being the runner up at nationals last year and attending multiple years prior, the boys of Inarizakis volleyball team had become a center of attention. On top of the whole volleyball community, they also had fangirls and miniature paparazzi watching their every move on and off the court, especially around the peak of volleyball season. You’d seen random candids of the twins walking down the street on volleyball articles, pictures of Kita, Suna, and Aran in the middle of games with off topic captions on Instagram, the list goes on and on. The boys seemed to had grown used to having constant eyes on their backs and while you tried, you could never shake the uncomfortable feeling of being watched when you were out with them.

So far you’d managed to stay out of the photos, as it’d only been the beginning of the season when you’d begun to spend more time around the players and most of the times you got together were at each other’s dorms.

But, your moments of peace with your friends, most importantly your boyfriend, were forced to come to a close as everyone suddenly started paying attention to volleyball; nationals season.

You rubbed your hands together feverishly, desperate for any warmth to replace the chilling touch of the January air. The bus that was supposed to take you both home was running late meaning you were forced to stay out in the cold much longer, your fingers and toes having gone numb and red long ago. The tingling feeling was starting to spread further up your arms as the freezing weather only seemed to get worse.

“I told you to bring gloves.” Suna comments, glancing down from his phone to observe the way you shook, “Can you even bend your fingers?”

You shake your head without even attempting to do so, pouting slightly as even rubbing your hands together hadn’t made them any warmer.

“Come ‘ere.”

Suna shoves his phone into the pocket of his jacket before taking your hands in his own, bringing them together and encasing his fingers around yours. You blink up at him in surprise as you stumble forwards, falling against Suna as you struggle to regain your balance. For the first time that evening, you were grateful for the cold as it excused the pink that now dusted your cheeks.

“I barely pulled you.” He chuckles, keeping you pressed against his body by holding your hands at his sides. You look up to him, opening your mouth to give a rebuttal but your words die on the tip of your tongue when you see the soft smile displayed on his face. Instead, you narrow your eyes and rest your chin on his chest, giving his hands a slight squeeze.

“You’re lucky I like you.” You sigh, only making his smile grow as one of your own tugs at your lips.

Before he could respond there’s a flash to the left of you, both of you glancing sideways and finding a woman not so subtly now trying to hide her phone.

“Seriously…?” You mumble, your brow drawing together when the woman glances back up at you.

“I thought we’d be fine if we’re not with the twins.” Suna says, hiding his face in your shoulder with a sigh. “You think there’s only one, or…?”

“I think you’re underestimating how popular you all are; especially around now.” You reply.

You turn to hide your face in his neck as you hear the click of another camera, the uncomfortable feeling of being watched growing the longer you stand there. Suna seems to notice your discomfort, as he lifts his head and releases your hands, earning a questioning look from you which he ignores. He side steps so his back now faces the at least two people who had taken pictures, covering you by doing so.

“Better?” He asks and you nod. “If the bus would just get here…”

“We could walk.” You suggest, laughing when he draws his brow together.

“We’re at least an hours walk away from either of our houses.” Suna says, “No way.”

“That’s what your long legs are for.”

“I’ll carry you over to the cameras and walk home alone.”

“Rude, it’s not my fault you’re a celebrity.”

“I’m not a celebrity.”

“Paparazzi says otherwise.” You say in a sing-songy voice, laughing as Suna gives you a light shove.

“It’s not paparazzi, just weird fans.” He replies, “Bet they’re hoping the others are somewhere around here.”

“Or that you’re single.” You laugh, the noise fizzling to a smile as Suna hums and wraps his arms around your waist.

“Wanna give them something to take a picture of?” He whispers in your ear.

“What do you-“ You ask, though are cut off when he turns you both to the side and presses his lips against your own, your words turning to a dull hum as you melt into him. You hear a small gasp and another flash goes off, though you pay it no attention as your fingers curl around the edges of Sunas jacket. The cold that had been encompassing your body seems to disappear and is replaced with a warmth that sweeps through you, stealing the air from your lungs as you both pull away.

“You know, I-“

Your cut off by Suna stepping away from you, his hand coming up to pat your head as he walks towards the road.

“The bus is here.” He says, leaving you behind as he climbs the few steps.

“Hey- Rin!” You exclaim, quickly moving to follow him before taking the seat next to his as he laughs. “You’re an asshole.”

“Ouch.” He replies, only laughing more when you roll your eyes.

You turn away from him as the bus starts moving, your gaze falling on the streets outside that turn into a blur as you gain speed. The silence is short lived, however, as Suna calls out to you again in a slightly teasing voice. You can’t resist the small smile that crosses your face as you turn around.

“What?” You ask, expecting to find him with a lopsided smirk but are instead met with the camera on his phone. “Hey!”

“Maybe those people were right to take pictures.” He says, ignoring your expression as he leans in and pecks your lips. “Cause you look amazing.”

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hargrieve’s fic recs — august

whoops, this post is a few days late because I lost all sense of space and time and forgot it was already september. life is funny sometimes. but I’ve been doing this fic rec series for ten months now, and I’m not planning on stopping anytime soon! hopefully I’ve recommended something that was fun to read for at least a handful of people :)

all haikyuu fic recs this month. I didn’t read a whole lot, so I really leaned on my friend dani for her recs. most of these seem to be on the heavier side, or are at least more focused on emotional development. if you’re looking for a lighthearted read, take a look at the akagin and the matsuhana!

FANDOMS: HAIKYUU!!

my personal recs:

a kind of swallowing by limeprint

atsumu focus; rated Gen; 3.7k words; 1/1

a letter from atsumu to osamu

it’s absolutely devastating and I nearly cried while reading. lia limeprint outdoes themselves again. tw dark thoughts and mental health

counting the breaths until you by jintimacy

tsukishima/kageyama; rated M; 21k words; 1/1

karasuno first-years after hs graduation. tsukishima pines HARD for kageyama, who pines right back, but they are obstinately Not Dating

tsukishima pink hair agenda

this was my favorite from this list

convergence by Fountain_Quill

semi/shirabu; rated T+; 9.4k words; 1/1

in college, shirabu visits a bar with his friends. semi happens to be playing there

lots of cameos from miyagi and tokyo training camp players

this fic has the best unexpected-meeting-after-several-years-apart scene I’ve ever read

emergency contact by sketchedsmiles

akagi/ginjima; rated T+; 20k words; 1/1

college au where akagi is an RA who somehow always ends up there for ginjima when he needs it. lots of typical college dorm-related problems and shenanigans

super sweet and touching. if you’re not half in love with akagi after this idk what to tell you

tw minor car accident (everyone is okay)

Northern Downpour by hatsuna

sakusa/atsumu; rated T+; 19k words; 1/1

miya atsumu character study about loving, wanting, and letting go

ao3 hatsuna is one of my favorite writers, and she absolutely did not miss here. totally a masterpiece. I don’t really have more words to describe it

recs I received (thank you dani and ushisaku anon):

cherry blossoming by mcbeefy

suna/osamu; rated T+; 14k words; 1/1

from dani: perfectly captures the pain of growing older and feeling like you never quite know what you’ll make of yourself. really insightful look into the process of growing up and, somehow, reconnecting along the way

tangled in your scaffolding by mareas

ushijima/sakusa; rated E; 42k words; 3/3

summary: “How’s Poland? It’s a first-week-in-a-new-country type of question. Wakatoshi has been in Poland for four months, and this is the first time they’re speaking.”

The Potentially Disastrous Exorcism of Hanamaki Takahiro by kataya

hanamaki/matsukawa; rated T+; 8.6k words; 1/1

from dani: what happens if a demon pops up in your bedroom and you have to pretend like everything’s fine and dandy? matsukawa had to find out the hard way. fun and exciting matsuhana meet cute, where even the devil can’t keep them apart

new fic by your recommenders, dani and scout:

(to be fully transparent, obviously this is biased because we wrote these)

the cockblockification of miya atsumu by comfortcharacters

sakuatsu; rated M; 9.9k words; 1/1

summary: atsumu decides to renounce his fuckboy ways. but when sakusa suddenly enters the picture, atsumu realizes it can never be that simple.

airport chill by foggys

sakuatsu; rated G; 1k words; 1/1

summary: The MSBY Four are stranded in an airport, and Atsumu does not have a jacket.

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S/o being followed and stalked|| Headcanons

Akaashi,Atsumu,Iwaizumi, Ushijima

Akaashi:

Finished with work you were ready to go home, unfortunately Akaashi had practice so he couldn’t come visit

Walking home you felt someone following you

Turning around couple of times no one was behind you, maybe it was paranoia

No one was on the streets except for you

Turning your head once more you see a group of men following you

You started to speed up your pace so did they, then you started to run to the nearest store you could find

They were running too trying to catch up to you which scared you a lot

Getting out your phone when you got to the store immediately calling Akaashi

Akaashi just finished practice and was talking to Konoha and Bokuto about their next game

His phone rings and he quickly answers it

“Hey love” “Akaashi I’m at a store and some guys are following me and I don’t know what to do” your voice trembled, Akaashi immediately turned pale, Bokuto and Konoha started to get worried watching Akaashi shakes in anxiety and anger

“Stay right there, I’m going to come get you send me your location” hanging up the phone rushing to get his stuff

“Akaashi what’s wrong!” Konoha stops him, “a group of men are following y/n”

everyone heard and got their stuff ready following Akaashi out, running to the place you were at

At the distance they could see the group of men waiting outside, it was already 8 pm and they were already drunk

Akaashi let’s out a venomous scoff

The team slowed down their pace and acted nothing was happening as they entered

Washio was holding Bokuto off who wanted to beat them up

“Let me fight them” “bokuto no”

Akaashi lost his cool and looked for you in each aisle to find you holding onto your bag staring at a random vending machine

“Y/n” Akaashi started to clam himself knowing you’re safe, “Keiji”

Running into his arms where he held onto you tightly, “y/n” he whispers lowly, holding onto you

His whole team looked so relieved once seeing you, “you scared us!” Bokuto pinches your cheek scolding you almost

“You’re hurting her dumbass” Sarukui pushes him away

“Okay time to plan and loose those losers” they formed a huddle and whispered

The plan was for everyone to buy snacks and make a leave

Akaashi gave you his jacket holding your hand tightly

His team surrounded you so they wouldn’t see you

The group of men didn’t notice at all and still thought you were in the store

“You’re not walking home by yourself anymore” he kisses your knuckles taking you home where it was safe

Atsumu:

It’s been happening for days actually for months with the stalking, these group of boys would just stalk you but never harm you

Knowing Atsumu he would attack them and he would get in trouble in the end so you brushed it off because they haven’t tried to harm you

You don’t know them probably from another school but they smell like alcohol from a mile away

It was just another day walking down the streets going home

The same group was standing by the street lights hanging out

You try not to make eye contact and walk pass them quietly unfortunately today wasn’t your day “HEY you come here!” Which startled you a lot but ignored them

Unfortunately they didn’t get the memo and started to follow you by whistling at you

You started to fasten your pace, so did they

Taking your phone out of your bag quickly you dialed Atsumu who was in your emergency contacts

Atsumu was taking a break he was causally arguing with Osamu and Suna, getting a call he immediately picks up because it was you

“Hey baby girl” “Tsumu this group of guys are following me and I’m running please help” you huff out in panic, Atsumu could hear the whistles and shouts in the background that made him beyond furious gripping on to his phone tightly, everyone could see his knuckles turning white

“Go to an alleyway baby and send me your location try to lose them I’ll be right there!” He shouts

“What’s wrong Atsumu?” Kita stops him from going anywhere “let me go,a group of guys are following y/n” Letting Atsumu go, following along, dropping the balls for later not caring if their coach would yell at them

All of them rushed to your rescue, Atsumu was running little bit faster trying to get to your spot

Meanwhile you were hiding in the shadows but those boys are still looking for you and not leaving

Your phone rung, unfortunately they heard it and got ahold of you

They started to ask questions and holding onto your arm tightly causing a small bruise to form, you were trying to kick them away and fight back but they were much more stronger than you

“Leave me alone you idiots!” You gritted at them, throwing a kick

Before they could say any back

A punch was thrown at one of them, “don’t touch her” Atsumu and osamu pulled you towards them as Omimi and Hitoshi hold off that group with cold glares.

Holding them off

Kita tells them to never come around you or the team will find them

Scary I say super scary, Atsumu hugged you so tightly, “You are never walking alone ever again” he growled pulling you into a kiss, you could feel his beating heart “I promise” you hug him in pure relief

“Y/n have they been following you lately?” Kita asks, “yea almost stalking” Atsumu’s grips gets tighter

“You are never leaving my side” he growled kissing your forehead

Iwaizumi:

There were rumors about a stalker around school but everyone thinks it’s a rumor or a joke that one of the guys said to scare girls

It was the end of practice, you walked home with Iwaizumi half of the way since his house is at the other way with Oikawa and the rest of the team

“Okay I’ll see you guys later okay” you bid goodbye to them giving Iwaizumi a quick kiss goodbye making Oikawa gag

you had to make a quick stop at the store

Browsing through each aisle you felt someone staring at you

Ignoring that feeling you bought snacks for yourself, leaving the store almost immediately

Then suddenly you heard footsteps behind you, gulping a bit you decided to go somewhere else just in case

This person started to follow you to the short cut, you started jog a bit, only for him to speed up his pace

Knowing Iwaizumi is close by probably eating with his team

You run for it as fast you could and this guy won’t give up

Getting closer to the place the team usually are at, you see him and Oikawa talking to the team and laughing

“Iwa!” You shout, he turns around smiling at you only to see his smile fall, he could see the stalker behind you

Iwaizumi got up opening his arms wide open pulling you into his chest glaring at that guy who was behind you

The team gets up from their chairs, “excuse me sir do need something from our friend?” Oikawa asks glaring at him, everyone was. Kyotani was ready to fight this guy

Meanwhile Iwaizumi was holding on to your shaky body, kissing your head in reassurance, “I’m here baby no one will hurt you ever” he whispered holding on to you tightly

“Leave or I will make sure you loose all your teeth!” Iwaizumi shouted at the guy who didn’t even move, since he was just one against a whole group of boys

The stalker retreated and walked off causing Iwaizumi to rage but you held him tightly

“Don’t do anything please just stay with me” you begged which made him sigh and hug you

“We’ll walk you home every night okay y/n” Oikawa pats your head

“Tomorrow morning we should report this guy” Makki sighs looking at the distance where that guy left at

“Let’s go home okay”

Ushijima:

Since everyone had to leave the dorms for some reparations everyone had to walk to school now

Didn’t bother you much since you like walking

But recently weird things has been happening ever since your parents left town for two weeks

Weird letters and flowers has been sent to your doorstep

At first you thought it was from Ushijima which wasn’t, “it’s probably for someone else and probably and the delivery man mistaken the address” Tendou shrugged it off, maybe he was right Ushijima agreed but made him slightly irritated if it wasn’t a mistake

After a few days more flowers and a love letter appeared on your door step, you brought every letter to Toshi’s team to read it

“Whoa this guy is hooked” Semi read every letter and was amazed

“Throw them away” Ushijima gets up and starts to practice again, everyone started to wonder who is this secret admirer

It started to get worse, the flowers and even letters started to get scarier

But instead you ignored it, which was a bad idea

You walked home at the end of the day without Ushijima since he had late practice with the boys

You started to get chills down your spine, you made a few stops making sure you weren’t followed at all, taking double takes but as you pass a window of a shop you saw a reflection of a figure behind you which scared you

You had to keep calm and pretend nothing was happening, going to another store close by

This person followed you in as you pretended to browse for some snacks, taking out your phone and called Ushijima

“Hey y/n” he finally answered “hey Toshi are you almost at (name of store)?” “Y/n whats going on?” “You’ll be here soon? Okay great better hurry” there was a hidden message behind it, he knew it, wasn’t the usual way you talked to him. “Is that person behind you?” “Yea baby I’ll see you here”

Ushijima immediately grabbed his stuff, “whoa whoa Ushiwaka what’s wrong?” Tendou asks “there is a guy following y/n” “you mean that secret admirer?” Semi gasped, It take long for the rest to follow their captain out, he was quicker than them, yet they tried to stay at his pace

He finally made it and found you in the corner, “y/n” he says out of breath, “Toshi” you pull him into a hug trembling a bit

The guy that was following you left the store but as you watched the whole Shiratorizawa caught him and started to interrogate him

Tendo was ready to fight him, he was stopped by Ushijima

you behind him, he glared at the guy before him

“You should never make a girl feel unsafe and uncomfortable, never again will you follow or try to talk to my girlfriend again got it”

The guy started stumbling back trying to get up

Semi told Ushijima to bring you home while the rest went to report him

Ushijima took you home hugging which made you cling to him; he didn’t mind

He stayed at your house for a few days till your parents got home “even if you’re parents are back you will wait for me after practice no matter what” he kisses your forehead, cheek, lips, nose

“I will”

[autumnsart22]

Suna x reader: Final part (smut)

Here’s the final part to my Suna series! I wasn’t satisfied with my fluff version of the ending (which you can read here if you’re interested) so I decided to write a more smutty version. 

Warning: degradation, angry sex, light choking, mostly just a lot of degrading lol

I genuinely think this is the hottest fanart I’ve ever seen of him I can barely look at it without ✨butterflies✨. 

Art creds go to @minghuaa_art on twitter!

Despite Kita seeing you that day in the car, Suna still asked to keep whatever was between you a secret. That was fine with you--you didn’t particularly want a boyfriend, especially with the second semester of college work picking up. You still got to see him pretty often, hooking up in his car or your dorm at least three nights a week or more. Never the frat house; apparently his roommates were annoying. 

It was nice. Easy. Far easier than you ever expected friends with benefits to be. And beyond the sex, you loved talking to Suna; laying together on your tiny bed, legs tangled, while he explained the new music he was listening to, or walking together to the cafeteria as he made you laugh so hard that water came out of your nose. 

The good parts were enough to overlook the bad parts. At first. 

Suna was an abnormally horrific texter, barely ever responding within the day, if at all. If you ever wanted to get in contact with him, you’d have to call directly. And honestly even then he didn’t have the best track record. 

What was more frustrating was that it was always on his time. He would text you asking to hang out that night, and you would say yes, and then he wouldn’t respond until the following afternoon with some vague excuse about being busy. The first few times it happened, you got so mad that you didn’t respond to his calls, until he showed up at your dorm with panda express and forced you to watch Tokyo Ghoul with him. 

He had apologized...but it didn’t stop happening. It made you feel like you were some sort of side whore, who he called when he was bored and had nothing better to do. Like you were second best to everything else he had going on in his life. 

You had promised yourself from the beginning that you wouldn’t allow yourself to get close enough to get hurt, but it was hard. You really, really liked him. 

You liked the way he would stare at you while you talked, actually listening and curious as to what you had to say. You liked the way he hugged you after a few days of not seeing each other, burying his face in your hair like he couldn’t get close enough to you. You liked the way he laughed, both the usual, quiet chuckles and the rare snorting wheezes. You liked the way his mouth looked when he smoked, the way he moaned your name when he came, the way he could make you laugh at anything at any time. 

You didn’t want to get the “I told you so” talk from Kiyoko, so you avoided the topic all together: with her, and yourself. 

After one month of hanging out with Suna, you were planning on meeting up and going to see a movie. Both of you were more homebodies, preferring to stay in rather than party, but you had decided that you wanted to try and expand your horizons once again. The movies seemed like a happy compromise. 

The film was something Suna had been talking about for a while, an action thriller that honestly looked like shit but got good audience reviews because of all the flashy fight scenes. He had been so excited when it came out that you hadn’t been able to say no to going, especially not after he pried you with food. 

He was coming to get you at 6 pm, and your last class ended at 3pm, which gave you plenty of time to get ready. You stared at the face of your teacher on the screen within your zoom class, zoning out as he explained the flood system around the school. You glanced over as your phone buzzed, a message from Suna popping up on the screen. 

Suna

Wha u doying rit now?

You

What?

Suna

Sorr little drynk 

You

You’re drunk? 

Suna

im at psrty

You

Are we still seeing a movie tonight?

There was no response, and you felt your stomach drop. You didn’t even notice as your teacher ended class and logged you off the meeting. Suna was at a party at 3 in the afternoon, drunk, and didn’t seem to remember you had plans. You swallowed, shoving your phone aside as you ground your teeth. Why was he so frustrating? 

You stood up, angry at yourself for caring, furious at Suna for making you feel this way, for being such a piece of shit. You knew what party he was probably at--Kiyoko had said she was going at some point--and suddenly you were moving before you could think about it. 

You dressed nice, but casual enough that it wasn’t out of place at a frat party. Sexy enough to make him want you though, of course. 

You didn’t give yourself time for nerves as you strode from your dorm and headed in the direction of the frat house, following a steady stream of people already going in that direction. You knew it was Friday, but how the fuck were so many people already getting ready to party when it was literally 3:30????

It wasn’t overly crowded in the house when you entered, but enough where it was confusing as you wandered through the crowd. You snatched two drinks from the counter, downing them as fast as possible as you searched for Suna in the crowd. You’d need to be at least tipsy before having this confrontation. 

You found him in the living room, sprawled out on the couch next to who you recognized to be Akaashi, Kuroo, Kita, and Iwaizumi--all who you knew through Kiyoko. There were a few others you didn’t know, and they were all clearly drunk out of their minds. 

As you entered the room, Suna met your eyes for a brief moment, but then they moved on without a reaction. He didn’t care at all that you had come to find him, or that he had never responded to your text. 

The drink in your hand trembled, and you walked out of the room without looking back. 

Instead of talking to Suna, you decided to get wasted. An hour after first coming to the party, you were deep in a game of beer pong and you had a pleasant warmth in your gut, the world a little hazy. You felt braver, more angry, and suddenly all you wanted to do was track down that yellow eyed idiot and slap him. 

“Where’s Suna?” You slurred, turning to look at your partner at beer pong. You knew him vaguely as one of the frat boys, Suna’s friend Atsumu. 

Atsumu grinned, raising his eyebrows as he stared down at you. “Suna? Why?” 

You weren’t drunk enough to tell him of your “friendship” with Suna, so you just shrugged. 

“He’s over there,” Atsumu pointed towards the kitchen, and you felt all the blood drain from your face as you followed his gaze. Sitting in a chair, his back to you, was Suna...and on his lap was a beautiful blonde girl with her hands in his hair as she kissed him fiercely. 

You must have made some sort of sound, because Atsuma looked back at you. “You good?” 

You forced yourself to nod. “I’m...going to go get some fresh air.” 

“I’ll come,” he said, and you decided not to argue. 

Seeing Suna had sobered you up considerably, but your emotions were still a complete mess. All you could feel was a deep, unending hurt. 

As you headed down the hall, Atsumu grabbed your wrist and spun you around to face him. “So...you and Suna huh?” He said, a strange smile on his face. 

“What are you--?” 

“It’s fine, you don’t have to keep it a secret.” He took a step towards you, and you raised your eyebrows. 

“We aren’t together.” 

“Really? Then you wouldn’t mind,” He gently took your chin, lifting your face. “If I did this?” 

“I--” 

“What the fuck.” 

All the breath wooshed out of you at the familiar voice, which was now laced with anger. Suna stood a few feet away, his hands in his pockets as he watched you and Atsumu. He was smiling, but it was icy with rage and...jealousy?

“Suna,” Atsumu grinned, releasing your face but not stepping back. “What do you want?” 

Suna jerked his chin in your direction. “How about you get away from her, and then we’ll talk?”

“Dude,” Atsumu rolled his eyes. “She just told me she was single. I don’t get what the problem is.” 

Suna’s face tightened. “If you don’t get the fuck out of here in the next three seconds, I swear I will break your--”

“Chill, ok!” Atsumu stepped back from you, given you a frustrated look before heading away down the hall. 

When he was out of sight, Suna’s head slowly turned to face you, his eyes dark. “Single?” His voice was a low snarl. 

You swallowed, feeling your anger return full force. How dare he. “Yes!” You snapped, “Since you clearly don’t view this as any sort of relationship.” 

“What are you talking about?” 

“So you can go off kissing other girls, but I can’t flirt with Atsumu?” 

“Looked like a bit more than flirting,” he said, teeth bared, before the other part of what you said caught up to him. “And how drunk are you? I wasn’t kissing shit!” 

“Are you seriously lying to my face right now? I saw you!” 

“I didn’t kiss anyone! Do you really think that little of me?”

You clenched your fists. “Atsumu said--” 

Suna was in your face in a second, towering over you as he backed you against the wall. “What did he say?” He growled. 

You clenched your jaw, glaring at him in silence. 

Suna gave a dark chuckle. “So that’s how it’s going to be, huh?” 

You barely had time to react before he gripped your chin, kissing you roughly and shoving his tongue in your mouth. You moaned, and the sound snapped whatever restraints Suna had. His hands ran down the back of your thighs, lifting you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist as he carried you through the nearest door into a random bedroom. He kissed down your neck as he kicked the door shut, and you gasped as he tossed you on the bed. 

Your eyes slid down his chest and across his toned stomach as he pulled his shirt over his head, completely at a loss for what to do. You could feel the heat pulsing between your legs, making your heart race and your body tremble. But this was wrong. Right? 

You didn’t have anymore time to think about it as Suna gripped your ankles, dragging you to the end of the bed. 

“Why do you still have clothes on?” He snarled, yanking your leggings off and leaving them in a tangled mess on the floor. His eyes darkened as they swept over the pair of lacy underwear you had worn, sliding towards your center where you kept your thighs clenched tightly together. 

He didn’t say a word as he forced your legs apart, dropping to his knees at the end of the bed, yanking down your underwear, and positioning one of your legs over his shoulder. You shuddered as his hot breath caressed you, and he ran lazy circles along the inside of your thighs with his long fingers. 

“Fuck…” He murmured under his breath before looking up at you. “Do you want me to--”

“Stop teasing me Suna,” you groaned, shifting your hips, and he laughed darkly. 

“Fine.”

You practically screamed at the first sweep of his tongue, managing to turn your face into a pillow to muffle your noises as he worked around your clit and used his fingers in your core. You bucked your hips up into his face, and his laughter vibrating through your body almost had you coming within the first minute. 

You let out a low cry of protest as he pulled away, raising his head to glare at you. His mouth was covered in your juices, his hair rumpled and eyes glassy. He leaned over you, yanking away the pillow you had been using to cover your mouth and throwing it across the room. 

“What are you--”

“I want to hear you begging for it,” he snapped, and you managed to roll your eyes before he shoved his fingers back into you. 

“You’re so--ah!” You shuddered. 

Over the course of a month of fucking each other, Suna had figured out exactly how to make you fall apart under his tongue and fingers, so it didn’t take long for him to work you into an early climax. Your legs shook, and you let out a series of moans as you came all over his mouth. 

He got to his feet after making sure he had licked you completely clean, gazing down at you with possessive smugness. 

“Why do you look so fucked out already? We’ve barely gotten started.” 

You didn’t even argue as you got onto your knees on the bed, hands sliding into his hair as you kissed him angrily, unsaid words erupting. He allowed you to shove him onto the bed, and you focused on unzipping his pants and throwing them aside, ditching your shirt and bra along with it. His boxers went next, and then you had his dick in your hands, stroking it while Suna groaned. 

“Here,” he panted, tossing you a condom, and you slid it over his cock just like he taught you. You positioned yourself over him, impatient, your knees on either side of his hips as you thrust yourself down on him in one go. You both moaned at the feeling of finally having him inside you. 

“F-fuck,” you gasped, slowly rolling your hips as you rested your hands lightly on Suna’s chest. You went slow, taking the time to feel how deep he reached inside you, the movement on your clit enough to send tingles up the rest of your body. 

Suna watched you ride him lazily, his yellow eyes half closed as he took in the way your naked body shifted to move on top of him. 

“Ha, you’re doing so good...god--you’re so fucking sexy,” he groaned, and you glared down at him. 

“You make me so...mad…” You managed between pants of pleasure, and Suna raised his eyebrows. 

“You can still talk? I guess I’m not doing enough…” 

Before you could protest, he flipped you over so that you were lying on your back with him hovering over you, his dark hair falling around his face as he gripped your throat lightly. 

“You’re such a little cumslut aren’t you?” He murmured in your ear, and you arched slightly. “Don’t you ever try and fuck someone else again, got it? You’re only allowed to come around my cock.”

You moaned in agreement, and Suna rolled you over onto your stomach, dragging your hips up so your ass was high in the air. He gave you no warning as he thrust back in, practically fucking you into the mattress. 

Your eyes rolled back in your head as he used his fingers to reach around and rub your clit, his other hand running along your breast. You could  barely think through the pleasure, and the only coherent word you were managing to say was his name.

Suna leaned over you, yanking your head back to murmur in your ear. “You’re mine, got it?” His words were rough, and you clenched hard around his cock. You could feel your second orgasm approaching, and he could tell too by the way you shuddered around him. He paused in his motion, and you wiggled your hips in protest, trying to get him going again. 

“Why’d you stop?” You snapped, glancing over your shoulder when he didn’t continue. 

Suna grinned. “Beg for it, bitch.”

He moved slightly, letting you feel the friction, and you gasped in anger and pleasure. This bastard wanted to tease you, make you submit to him…

Despite knowing this, you broke almost immediately. “Please, Suna, please please, I need you so bad--”

Immediately, he picked up his pace once again, adding more pressure to your clit, and you jerked. “That’s a good girl.” 

“Ah, ah, Suna, fuck, I love-- you, ahhh…” You cried, feeling moisture spill down your thighs as your stomach erupted for the second time that night. 

For a moment he stilled, and you bit your lip in tired confusion. Did he want you to beg again? You weren’t sure you had another round in you. 

You looked over to see him with a shocked expression on his face, but it quickly melted into smugness again once he caught you staring at him. “Of course you love me while I’m fucking you like this,” he growled finally. “It’s because you’re such a slut for it, right?” 

Your mouth dropped open, but you didn’t have time to say anything as he started moving once again, making you yelp at the overstimulation. Had you said you loved him? Out loud? Oh my god…

“Have I fucked you stupid already?” he purred in your ear, pulling out of your dripping cunt before slamming back in and picking up his pace. You moaned loudly, thrusting your hips back to meet his as all thoughts flew from your head. 

“S-Suna I--” You could barely speak, it felt so good, despite the fact that you had already come. Twice. 

 He began to pant in your ear, groaning as his grip on your hips tightened.“F-fuck--” He grunted, arms sliding around your waist as he jerked and came. 

You both collapsed on the bed, sweaty and exhausted, and Suna easily pulled the condom from his dick before tying it and tossing it in the trash. After a long moment, you rolled to your feet to padded over to where your clothes lay--until you realized that your leggings had a massive rip in them. 

“Suna!” You cried, holding up the fabric. He raised his eyebrows, and had the decency to at least look vaguely guilty. 

“Sorry.” 

“What do I wear?!” 

“Here.” He threw the shirt he had been wearing earlier at you, and you gave him a glare.

He had already wiped himself down with the tissues on the counter, and had pulled on his sweatpants once again, leaving him shirtless. His eyes swept lazily down your still naked body, his tongue coming out to wet his lips, and you crossed your arms in annoyance. 

“Suna,” You snapped, but finally pulled his shirt over your head, not seeing another option. “I’m going to go get cleaned up,” you said, before heading out the door without waiting for a response. 

The bathroom was thankfully right down the hall, and thankfully empty. You didn’t feel very guilty about fucking Suna when you should have been communicating in a healthy way, but you definitely still felt mad. 

After you had wiped all the fluids from your inner thighs and core, you headed back to the room to grab the rest of your stuff. 

You found Suna on his phone lying on the bed, but he looked up as you came in. 

“Where are you going?” He said as you gathered your stuff, and you huffed. 

“Back to my dorm.” 

“Wait,” he lunged out of the bed and grabbed your arm. “Don’t go.” 

“Now you want to spend time with me?” 

“Just...stay. Please.” 

You swallowed, taking a deep breath. “Fine.” 

His expression relaxed into a happy smile, and he dragged you onto the bed with him before flicking out the lights. You weren’t sure what time it was exactly, but you were sure it was far past two in the morning. Your eyelids drooped as Suna wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. 

You were right on the edge of sleep when he murmured, “Did you mean it?” 

Immediately you were awake; you knew exactly what he meant. “U-um--” You hadn’t worked out any of the problems between you two, and you were sure he didn’t feel the same way. How were you supposed to admit to loving him like this?

“It’s fine,” he finally muttered. “We can talk about it tomorrow.” 

You swallowed. “Yes. I did mean it.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, but you felt Suna tense around you. 

“Really?”

You closed your eyes, forcing yourself to say it. “Yes... I love you.” 

You felt his sigh against your air, ticking the little hair on the back of your neck. His hand slid across your stomach while the other gently began to stroke your hair, and the movement had you relaxing despite the tears that had built up at his lack of response. 

You closed your eyes and set it aside; you would deal with it tomorrow. Now, it was time for sleep. 

“I love you too.” You heard, so soft that it was almost just a breath of air.  

It was probably just a dream.  

[kovjiro]

Out of My League - an Aran Ojiro x chubby female reader SMAU - College!AU

Synopsis: Commitment can be scary, especially when the only taste of actual commitment has come through your three best friends. An absentee father and cruel classmates can do that to you - no foundational trust in men, only sustained by male counterparts continually making fun of you for your size and weight. You’re ready for change, though, and maybe change will come; as you set out for university in a new city miles away from your horrid adolescence, change is inevitable. A chance at growth, at love, and new adventures await you in this new part of your life but, really, you’d never think to find this all with the upperclassmen you’d deemed out of your league.

Warnings(for this chapter): written chapter, self-deprecating thoughts, underage alcohol consumption, explicit depictions of being drunk, very much angst, reader is big sad (Refer to masterlist for complete list of warnings for this SMAU

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“It’s Kiyoko and Yachi, right?” you call out over the heavy base and electronic beats blasting throughout the room.

Earlier that evening you made your way to Aran’s dorm, along with Suna, Osamu, and Atsumu. Upon arriving Aran announced to all of you that a few friends would be coming along, two members of his frat and their first-year friend. Aran had seen the worry on your face, however, and didn’t hesitate to come up to you and reassure you of your worries. “They’ll love you, hun, I promise.”

His words eased your nerves a bit but meeting new people isn’t always a fun experience - there is no telling when someone will judge you because of what they see. They had been nice enough at first meet so now, here at the party a couple of shots in and one drink down, you have the confidence to let loose.

“That’s us,” the tall one with black hair says, who you deduce is Kiyoko. She’s insanely attractive in a mature and sophisticated sense, her aura demanding respect yet offering a sense of comfort as well. Beside her stands a small blonde girl, who you’ve been informed is the first-year friend and her underclassmen from high school. Yachi’s demeanor is completely different from that of Kiyoko, looking almost out of place with her uncapped drink in her hand. Regardless, there is no ignoring how breathtaking they both are in their own right.

“Y/n, yeah?” Kiyoko counters before taking a sip of her drink. “Aran has told me a lot about you.”

“Really?” Don’t get your hopes up, for the love of all things sacred and holy, don’t break your own heart. “All good things I hope.” Kiyoko fervently nods as if to relieve you of any fear, saying, “Aran always speaks highly of his friends back home.”

Oh yeah, friend. It’s not like every time he’s come to your aid, every time he’s offered words of praise or encouragement, every time he’s held you close to his chest with your heart beats seemingly syncing together ever meant anything more to him - you’re just his friend, just like the many other friends he apparently talks so highly of. You’ve known this for years so why does it hurt so much?

Just as you’re about to respond, someone comes bounding up to the three of you. “They’re doing jaegerbombs over at the bar, you girls coming?” Speak of the devil… “C’mon, y/n, i know you can down those like a champ,” Aran pushes, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you to his side.

Maybe it’s the atmosphere of the cramped party filled to the brim with sweaty bodies bouncing and yelling, maybe it's the alcohol beginning to get to your head, or maybe it’s both and then some, but Aran’s presence is overwhelming and not in the good way. Where you’d usually feel over the moon to be near him you now find yourself feeling… annoyed? Upset? Absolutely devastated? In reality, though, you brought this on yourself because who could ever like you, the fat friend? Definitely not someone like Aran.

“Yup, that’s right, friend,” you say, mustering as convincing a laugh as you can. Not convincing enough because Aran cautiously chuckles all while squinting questioningly at you. “Yeah… friend.”

An awkward beat passes amongst the four of you but Kiyoko is quick to act, grasping your hand in one of hers and grabbing Yachi with the other. “Let’s get this party rolling, shall we?” she exclaims as she pulls you both to the make-shift bar the frat boys put together. As soon as she’s pulled you out of hearing range, Kiyoko leans closer to ask, “You good?” Her eyes convey just how much she’s gathered - you’re hurting.

What a horrible situation to be in - finding out your long-term crush only thinks of you as a friend in the midst of a night out. How will you get over this hurt, this heartbreak? Probably never. There is no cure for a broken heart.

But wait. There is. And you’re walking towards it right now.

“I will be,” you conclude.

In no time you’re standing in between Kiyoko and Yachi at the bar and what happens after is too much of a blur to make out. The first shot the three of you take together, the mixture of liquor and redbull hitting you in an instant. Your mind is running a mile a minute but it seems to be working - you’re numb. And so you have another, whatever it takes to forget why you were so upset a few moments ago. Two quickly becomes three, the same way three eventually becomes four then five then six.

In the haze that comes with being drunk you live the next moments oblivious to your surroundings. You miss when the twins and Suna join you guys right after Aran, you miss when Aran’s frat brother Sugawara appears and takes a shot with all of you, you miss - or perhaps ignore - when Osamu tells you to chill on the drinking. “You trying to die or something?” is what he says verbatim but his words don’t register in your imbibed brain.

What you don’t miss is Aran talking to a girl at the end of the bar and suddenly everything hits you tenfold - the hurt, the ache, the alcohol. Maybe if you weren’t so inebriated you would have noticed that he was only trying to help her out - apparently you aren’t the only person drunk off their ass at this party, who would have thought? All your mind can comprehend is that Aran is talking to someone other than you, a harsh reminder that you are - and probably always will be - the ‘friend.’

He comes to you then, speaking words you understand yet cannot comprehend, head spinning and vision blurring - maybe you should have listened to Osamu. He leaves you there at the bar and it crushes your heart all over again - didn’t he promise to be there for you? The alcohol has complete control of your body as you take a step in his direction but it’s as if the ground has moved out from underneath you. Two people are quick to your sides though and manage to keep you from hitting the ground. Who is that?

“Samu? Suna?” you manage to gurgle out, tongue feeling heavy and lips completely senseless. “No, honey, it’s Kiyoko and Suga. I think you’ve had enough for tonight, think it’s time to head home. Can you tell me where your dorm is?”

You know what she’s saying but your thoughts are jumbled, your dorm be damned. Where’s Aran? “I-I need to go- go see him,” you blurt out as you attempt to get out of their hold. You lose your balance as you take a step forward but they’re there to keep you from collapsing. They begin to drag you along to who-knows-where and you have no choice but to let yourself be carried, mumbling about how you need to see him and it hurts. It has to be the alcohol that’s making you spew nonsense, more so when you start crying because how could he only think of you as a friend, just a friend? Had it all meant nothing to him? Maybe you just misread everything, but you had been sure there was something there.

Or you’re the one in the wrong this time around, obviously, to even begin thinking Aran would be different. Every person you meet is unable to get past what’s on the exterior so why would this be any different? The idea of Aran reciprocating such feelings is an act of projection, simply put.

Your mind is a dark and negative spiral of harmful thoughts, reminding you of all that you’re not and why that is just not enough for Aran - for anyone, even. Yachi attempts to console you as Kiyoko and Suga place you on your bed? No, definitely not your bed. You may be wasted out of your mind but you’re cognizant to your surroundings that are in no way familiar at the moment. The three of them are able to reduce you from loud cries to soft whimpers in some time and eventually you’re all off to bed but you know deep inside of you everything will be different come tomorrow. How long would you continue being alright with being just a friend?

Credits:

raise your hand if you, too, have drunk your feelings and ended up crying

you've always held on to the hope that aran liked you too

he had always treated you differently than other guys

kiyoko, suga, and yachi>>>

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[poison--ivory]

Haikyuu!! Types of Older Brothers

Characters: Tendou, Reon, Aran, and Kita

Warnings: Some sexual acts with their teammates, fluff, fem. reader, some cursing

Tendou

Tendou is the older brother that makes gender reveal cakes for no particular reason, random shit that makes others question his sanity

You both go to the same school and each morning he plays loud ass music in your dorm. He loves to embarrass you in front of your friends, openly talks about you peeing yourself at the age of eight

Goshiki and you are in the same class, you even walk to volleyball practice with him. You did develop a small crush on the bowl cut first year and your brother took quick notice

If Tendou sees you both sit extremely close together, he’ll just squeeze himself in between the both of you. Goshiki didn’t have a problem with it, but you glared holes into you brothers head

And then came the time where you and Goshiki both were making out in your dorm room. You guided his hand down to your mound, his fingers playing with your covered folds

But, was interrupted when the barrage of thunderous knocking. It turned out Tendou was following you the whole day 

However, he is a pretty fun brother. Playing Mario party, sneaking out at night to get slushies and blowing up pop bottles for no reason

Reon

Reon’s a pretty chill older brother, not too loud and not too complex. Just goes to his room and studies

Checks in on you from time to time to make sure you didn’t disappear in the last thirty minutes he checked in on you

Not afraid to call you out on your bullshit. Even if your friends are over he’ll say it in front of them 

The type of brother that makes you go upstairs when his friends come over. He doesn’t trust Tendou or Goshiki enough to be anywhere near you

Reon pays close attention to the way Shirabu acts around you, when you stop by to watch him practice Shirabu’s already there “flirting” with you

Reon makes you cover up skin that he knows others will look at. His growing concern right now is you being eye fucked by all of his teammates

Probably won’t intervene in your relationships, but will give small threats to anyone who shows interest 

Reon is the second person on this list that would understand that you’re your own person and that you need that space in order to grow

Aran

Aran is the responsible older brother, makes sure you eat proper meals each day and helps you with homework type of brother

He usually packs your bento each day because you’re kind of too lazy to get up each morning and make it yourself, so expect a healthy lunch until you can break that habit

Aran brags to Kita on how well you did on tests. He gets asked later to invite you down for practice, but he completely curves the question or immediately avoids the query altogether

Your only a year younger than him, so you see Suna on a good couple of occasions. You guys get too friendly in the storage room one day and get caught by Omimi 

Suna has been on treading waters with Aran after that. Suna decides to speak to him like Kita suggested and surprisingly that kind of worked. Aran was alright with it as long as Suna doesn’t hurt you in anyway he’s fine by him

Aran will still love his little sister no matter what comes in their future. Even if they do take different paths and hardly speak with one another, he’ll still love his baby sister

Kita

Kita’s more on the strict schedule side especially when it comes to his baby sis

He makes you follow the same routine as him each day. Which isn’t that bad since your grandma gets to spend more time off her feet and relax

Gives you head pats when you do well or when you doing anything remotely cute

Introduces you the team one day, because grandma wasn’t going to be home and he didn’t like the idea of you by yourself for too long. So, he made you sit on the benches while he practiced 

This became a small occurrence and witht that came Osamu with his nervous self and an outstretched hand asking for your phone number

Kita’s kind of relieved that Atsumu wasn’t the twin that liked you. In his words,”Why would he spend his precious time chasing after pointless things instead of training.” See what he means

The only downside was the one time he walked into your, under the pretense of no one being home besides the both of you. But, came face to face with a naked Osamu with his dick at full mass

He kind of went into a blind rage and was later pulled out of it to see Osamu running from his house half nude, trying to put his clothes on in a panic