ashley

20 she/her suna is the loml

[sunarintarouswhore]

did i drive you away?

tw: cheater!suna, pregnancy, angst, miscarriage, some fluff?

the night sky looks so beautiful whenever you’re driving home. especially when it went good at work and you know that your bf suna is waiting for you at home.

today was the best day you could ever imagine, and there’s no reason to why you’re so happy and in such a good mood. all you want to do now is get home and cuddle with your bf who’s patiently waiting for you at home.

you had told suna that you were gonna stay overtime at work because of your boss. but in reality you just wanted to surprise suna with unexpected gifts and see his reaction.

as you’re pulling up to your guys driveway, you look back at the gifts you got him and can’t help but smile. suna is the sweetest boyfriend you’ve ever had. doing something like this for him just makes your heart race, thinking of how he’s gonna react.

you grab everything out of your car and walk to the door. you get your keys and unlock the door to walk in. as you open the door you notice that all the lights are off and the whole house is dark.

“is he asleep already?” you say to yourself as you walk in and take your shoes off. as you’re walking further into the house and turn the lights on you notice another pair of shoes at the door.

you don’t want to think the worst so you just push that aside and call out to your bf. “rinnn are you asleep already?” no answer from sunarin.

you put everything down on the kitchen table and walk to your guys shared room. you see that the light is on so you assume he fell asleep with it on. the closer you get to the door, you start hearing faint voices.

“rin stop that tickles!” “give me a kiss then i’ll stop” “fine” *he couldn’t possibly be. right? there’s no way he could do this to me. right? right?* you thought to yourself.

trying not to think the worst you walk closer to the door. once you’re at the door the voices are loud and clear now. you don’t know if you should open the door or walk away.

“he’s probably watching a movie. right?” you reach for the doorknob but as you’re reaching for it you notice your stomach to hurt but you pay no attention to it.

slowly you start turning the doorknob without making a noise just in case suna is asleep. as you slowly open the door your eyes start to burn and fill up with water. fully opening the door there you saw him.

standing in the doorframe you see your boyfriend suna rintarou in bed with another woman who isn’t you. “s-suna” you said in a small whisper that wasn’t loud enough for him to hear you.

you feel tears running down your cheeks. you don’t know what to think right now. the gifts that you decided to bring with you to the room and not leave on the kitchen table drop to the ground. both of the bodies that were on the bed turn to your direction.

the positive pregnancy test that was in the box you had in your hands falls out of the box and hits the ground. “guess i’m the one who got surprised” with that you walk out but as you’re walking you feel something trickling down your thighs.

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[sunarintarouswhore]

Excuse me but did you do a part 2 of 'Did I drive you away? ' cause I can't seem to find it

hiiii! no i haven’t i got so busy with college i forgot about tumblr 💔

i’m so sorry i’m just now seeing this!!!

[potetogrrl1]

I need elaboration on virgin!suna

Shifty. He does not make the first move because all though he's confident in his calculations, he can't believe that you actually wanna do that with him.

Even when you crawl into his lap and sneak his sweats down a bit, just enough so you can pull your underwear to the side and sink down on him- holy shit, even when he's balls deep in you, he can't believe it's actually happening.

It's not until a few rounds of riding, grinding and panting later that it hits him. You want him for real 😳

He's grateful that a pretty thing like you wants to hop on his dick and your reactions encourage him to put in the work too. Puts you down on the mattress and fucks you in the ways you want because his mind really never stops and he's paying attention to everything that makes you cream all over him.

He didn't expect to lose his virginity this way but he's a quick learner and adapts to everything because honestly- he's not stopping until the sheets are soaked

(Lays there afterwards wanting to cuddle so bad but still not believing you guys had sex mans literally had your knees next to your ears)

[omitea]

hq men who like to you hug you from the back whenever they come home from a hard day of work or training. almost draping their whole body onto yours and placing a few warm and light kisses on your neck. of course they have to leave a big kiss on your mouth and squeezing your hips before they leave to take a shower. but to them, nothing feels as good as walking in the comfort of your shared home and eating a warm dinner before you both pass out on the couch.

| SAKUSA, iwaizumi, OSAMU, daichi, kita, sugawara, USHIJIMA, akaashi, kuroo, MATSUKAWA |

[rinslutz]

bro code - a haikyuu au (18+) REWRITE

two years after breaking up with your ex, osamu, you have moved on with your life. you finally get a big role in an up coming tv show after years of small insignificant roles. when you find out that your co-star is suna rintaro, your ex's best friend who you despise, you plan on dropping the role. however, suna isn't exactly how you remember and for some reason you start catching feelings.

pairings: suna x fem!reader & osamu x fem!reader

genre: angst! written + smau

tropes: actor!suna, actor!osamu, enemies to lovers, exes to lovers

warnings: 18+, love triangle, miscommunication, cheating, toxic relationships, unrequited love, explicit sexual scenes, asshole charactes

taglist: (open)

status: ongoing

cast

SEASON ONE ↓

episode one :

episode two :

episode three :

episode four :

episode five :

episode six :

episode seven :

episode eight :

episode nine :

episode ten :

episode eleven :

episode twelve :

episode thirteen:

episode fourteen :

episode fifteen :

SEASON TWO ↓

(coming soon)

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[ickadori-deactivated20241107]

i think yuji has a thing for spoiled, bratty girls. the ones with borderline bad attitudes, who roll their eyes more than they smile, and scowl and huff when things don’t go their way.

sure, it can be annoying sometimes, but you’re never like that for long, not with him at least. you try, but all he has to do is wrap those steel arms around you and gush about how pretty you are, how he loves you so much, how much he missed seeing you and then you’re like putty in his hands.

you’re sweet, bashful, doting, clingy, glued to his side and rubbing yourself against him like some baby kitten. it’s cute, you’re cute, and he’s head over heels for you.

but like all things, that doesn’t last long either. your moods are fickle, changing at the drop of a hat, and your little outbursts can be explosive, sometimes offensive. yuji usually lets you get your frustrations out, lets you rant and rave while he sits and listens, and then when you’re all tuckered out he’s dragging you into his embrace and whispering comforting words into your skin followed by sweet kisses.

sukuna always tells him how soft he is when he does that - she’ll never respect you if you keep letting her off like that, he says. put her in her fucking place, he hisses. back in my era, the only time a woman opened her mouth around me was to suck my cock, he reminisces.

but yuji isn’t like sukuna, he doesn’t need to do those things to get you back how he likes you most, sweet and soft and eager for his love..but sometimes you really try his patience, so he figured he could do something, nothing close to the cruel things sukuna had suggested, but something to let you know that you couldn’t just do and say whatever you wanted all the time.

he figured he’d take something away from you, like you’d do with a misbehaving child, something that you loved and couldn’t get enough of, no matter how much he gave it to you.

his cock, obviously.

“yuji!” he’s had you like this for a while, your stomach flush against his bedroom wall as he forces you to stand while he squats behind you. you’re dressed in a little skirt and an equally as little top, no panties in sight. the skirt is hiked up around your hips, and he swallows past the lump in his throat as he thrusts the pink dildo into your drooling cunt once again, his ears twitching at the lewd squelch that sounds.

your thighs tremble, knees buckling, and he lets his free hand come down against your ass, his lips soothing the sting after when you let out a whimper. “m’sorry,” he mumbles against your skin, “but you have to stand up straight for me, baby.”

“mm-nn,” you shake your head, and yuji tsks, wrist pulling back to slide the dildo out until only the top remains, and then he’s quickly slamming back in, lips still peppering kisses along the curve of your ass. “ah! i want you, yuji. i wanna feel you..”

“you don’t get my cock until you start being nice to me.” he builds up a steady pace, his breathing ragged as he listens to the squelching coming from your cunt. needing to see it and not just hear it, he pulls his head back, marveling at the way your pussy grips onto the silicone, your slick coating the shaft along with his fingers. “such a pretty pussy for such a mean girl.”

“s-shut up!” he sees you clench, feels the resistance when he goes to push the silicone cock back into you, and he practically salivates as he watches a fresh wave of slick ooze down the shaft.

“see? so mean to me… i shouldn’t play with your pussy at all.” he slips the dildo out of you, jaw going slack as he watches your hole clench around nothing, your desperate protests and pleas falling on death ears. there’s a string of your arousal dripping down between your trembling thighs, and yuji swipes it up with his finger before pushing it into his mouth, lashes fluttering as he groans around the digit.

“please, yuji, m’sorry! i-i’ll be nice, i promise!” you plead and cry, and yuji knows you’re only thinking with your pussy right now, that overwhelming urge to come clouding your mind. you’ll be fussing at him by the end of the night if he gives in, he’s sure of it, but he’s not a mean man. how’s he supposed to tell you no when you beg for him like that? when your pussy weeps for him like this?

he can’t.

it only takes a second for him to free his own cock from his pants, replacing the dildo with the real thing, and he moans loud and guttural when he slips inside, your hot cunt wrapping around him like a vice. “fuck, baby.” his pelvis grinds into the fat of your ass, his hands pinning yours against the wall above your head as he thrusts in and out of you. “you feel so good.”

“yuji,” you keen, and he knows you and your body well enough to know that you’re milliseconds away from coming.

“you gonna come?” he breathes in your ear, low and raspy, and you weakly nod, his name leaving your lips like a chant, and the muscles in his thighs and calves flex as he bends at the knee to fuck you at a slightly different angle, tip of his cock pushing into that spot that always leaves you a babbling, sniffling mess. “go ahead and come, baby. make a mess.”

that’s all the encouragement you need before you’re creaming around his cock, pussy clenching and fluttering around him as declarations of love tumble free from your lips, and he wonders how long it’ll take for you to change your tune this time.

[nkogneatho]

yeah

[suna-cerely-yours]

i know ft kiyoomi

warnings: fem!bodied reader, dirty talk, public indecency, mentions of bondage, unedited.

“kiyo would you rather fuck someone wearing a black dress or a white one?”

sakusa lifts his eyes from his phone, fixing you with an incredulous look.

“why are you asking me that in the middle of a very public dressing room, which i’m probably not even supposed to be in right now?”

“it’s literally 2pm and the store is practically empty kiyo. besides, i doubt the workers are paid enough to care anyway.”

“that’s not what i asked.”

rolling your eyes, you push the door of the dressing room open further, revealing the short, white dress you had on.

“i haven’t been laid in such a long time, and i have a good feeling about this weekend. i wanna make sure i look, y'know, fuckable or something.”

a muscle in sakusa’s jaw twitches as he glances over the dress, still leaning against the wall opposite to your dressing room, phone clutched in hand.

“okay, first of all fuckable isn’t a real word. secondly, what sort of bastard are you dating who’ll decide if he likes you based on your dress?”

pressing your lips together you squint at him, walking forward to grab his arm.

“ki-yo-omi, it’s not that deep, just tell me if you would rather fuck someone in a white dress or a black one.”

“if it’s someone i’m interested in, their clothing would not matter.”

hiding a grin, you shake your head slightly. your best friend really was leagues apart from most men you had met.

“okay so the white one then?”

shrugging, sakusa straightens, slipping his phone into the pocket of his dark slacks. “get whatever dress you want, if you’d like i could buy you both.”

“kiyo, just say you wouldn’t fuck me next time,” you whine, “stop avoiding the question.”

a hand catches your wrist as you turn to go back to change your clothes, sakusa’s fingers warm against your skin.

“i never said i wouldn’t fu- i wouldn’t have sex with you. stop putting words into my mouth.”

“fuck kiyo, fuck me. say it properly c'mon, we’re not kids anymore.”

scowling he lets go of your hand, “don’t be a brat.”

“oh yeah? and what are you going to do about it?”

you hear him scoff as you move to close the door, only to have the door be pushed back and find yourself pushed against a mirrored wall, the door clicking closed behind sakusa.

“kiyo, what the hell-”

“you think i don’t want to fuck you? you think i don’t fantasize about tying you up and making you beg for me?”

he moves closer, pressing a hand to the mirror beside your head, the other hand slipping inside your dress to grip your hip.

“do you have any idea what you do to me? how i feel like a complete caveman, devoid of any sense of rationality every time you show up in those little skirts? all i can ever think of is how much i want to flip them up and fuck you until you cry.”

you whimper, pussy clenching around nothing as sakusa’s lips brush against yours’, his thumb lazily stroking hipbone.

“every time you come whining about how some boy couldn’t make you cum, or left you unsatisfied, all i can think of is how i could make you cum without even making you take any clothes off- how i could make you cream around my dick so many times.

your lips part, as you moan, sakusa’s fingers now slipping into your soaked panties.

fingers lightly tracing your pussy, he sighs into the crook of your neck.

” i would fuck you in each and every one of your dresses.“

your eyes slide shut as he presses down your throbbing clit, head hitting against the mirror with a thud.

however instead of continuing, he moves away, “i’ll pay for both dresses and meet you outside, i’m sure he’ll fuck you regardless.”

[roseloon]

only if you want, can we pleaseeee get a things Megumi says in bed

THINGS MEGUMI SAYS IN BED

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“can i take these off? you’ll have to answer me baby,”

“n-no, it’s nothing .. you’re just so warm,”

“don’t be embarrassed .. it’s pretty .. you’re pretty.”

“can i hold your hand?”

“i won’t last if you keep doing that y/n.”

“hey—don’t make me be rough with you. stay still,”

“you like the blindfold hm? i can tell.”

“but they look so cute .. i wanna kiss them all over,”

“yeah .. it f-feels good for me too,”

“can you .. can you kiss me?”

“lace panties huh?”

“is this okay? y-you’ll tell me if it hurts right?”

“no—i just .. give me a minute..”

“can i use you tonight? you think that’s something you’d be comfortable with?”

“think you can go for one more? yeah?”

“i’m sorry y/n, you’re gonna have to use your words and tell me.”

“it’s gonna drip out if you do that.”

“is it alright if i do this?”

“i won’t move yet, i promise .. just breathe for me,”

“don’t cover yourself .. ‘specially when you look so pretty.”

“take it slow if you need to,”

“can we stay in this position? I .. I don’t wanna move,”

[the-travelling-witch]

don’t mind me being horny on main

pairings: atsumu :: osamu :: suna x fem! reader

warnings: smut/thirst, praise, degradation

“Atta girl, yer takin’ it so well,” Atsumu pants, his hot breath fanning the shell of your ear from where your face is buried in his neck. You return his praise with a wanton moan of your own, which only fuels the desire that has his hips rutting faster against your own.

“That’s it, pretty, keep moanin’ my name like that.” His speech gets progressively more slurred as his hips lose their rhythm, a bead of sweat dripping from the tips of his bleach blond hair onto your shoulder. “Fuck, ‘m close. Yer close too, ain’t ya?”

His groan is unabashedly loud as your walls tighten around him more, clenching around him as your thighs scramble to hike up higher on his hips, pulling him closer with both your arms and legs before both of you come undone at the same time.

vs

“Yer such a slut, ain’t ya?” Osamu’s tone has your thighs rub against each other in what’s almost humiliation. But yeah, there’s no denying that you’re getting off on this just as much as he is, perhaps more. “Sorry, forgot ya can’t talk with my cock down yer tight, little throat.”

It’s condescending the way he’s talking to you but the wetness pooling between your thighs is testimony to how turned on you are. The pulsing of your neglected sex is desperate as you sink down on him until your jaw aches and your nose touches his pubes.

“Bet yer already ruinin’ those useless panties of yers.” He curses under his breath before his fingers tangle in your hair and hold you down on his dick, your nails leaving little crescents on his thighs for him to find tomorrow. “Only a whore like you would get off on choking on a cock like this. Guess if ya can keep this up, I’ll make sure ya get the stuffin’ ya want.”

vs

“Fuck, you’re amazing,” Suna groans, head thrown back as you clamp down on him at hearing his raspy voice. Then, his eyes are just as quickly back on the sight of the creamy ring forming around the base of his cock as your hands white-knuckle the sheets. “You like being fucked like this? Shit, you do-“

He cuts himself off with a curse and you whimper his name, tears of overstimulation pooling on the pillow underneath your face. When you squirm under the assault of his dick gliding the most sensitive parts of you, his palm presses down on your back to keep your back perfectly arched for him, his other hand reaching around to rub your clit to drive you over the brink of insanity.

“To think you’d get off on being treated like a toy, fuck-“ you sob out his name again on a particularly hard thrust, “you’re my pretty little slut, aren’t you? Yeah you are. You looked so gorgeous cumming all over my fingers earlier, you can give me another one, can’t you?”

[nova-amor]

akaashi keiji has a thing for doing drive-bys while you’re in the middle of a task. whether you’re in the middle of cooking dinner or typing away the final words of an at-home work assignment, he always finds a way to get his hands, or better yet, his mouth on you.

“nice tits,” keiji says with a smile, thick rimmed glasses resting on the hook of his nose. he squats down in front of you, your body sprawled out across the living room couch. “it’d be a shame if i…” his fingers hook onto the straps of your black bralette, peeling the lacy piece aside.

you smirk, “kei-kun, i’m in the middle of a show right now,” keiji’s lips pepper kisses across your bare chest, his glasses hanging loosely on the edge of his nose while his large hands softly knead at your breasts. his head barely blocks the view of the television, your show continuing to play faintly in the background. “leave me alone.” you say half-heartedly.

“so you aren’t tryna fuck?” keiji releases your nipple with a loud ‘pop’, your skin glistening with a thin sheen of his spit. he rolls your other nipple between his fingers, tweaking and tugging at the puffy bud. you arch into his touch, the heat between your thighs growing hotter.

“well,” you trail off, pondering over his question for a moment. “maybe after i finish this episode, the show’s just starting to get good.”

[forusomimiya]

@kasrua ship & prompt: “Hands behind your back” w/ Hajime Iwaizumi ˚₊˚✧🏐✧˖°🇯🇵

How risky would it be if during half-time of a match, where Hajime should be looking after his team, advising them and motivating them, he is in the farthest locker room of the sports center fucking you because he didn't have enough time to do it that morning?

A lot, you would say, but there you were, having a quickie before returning to your respective affairs.

"Fuck... I love it when you fuck me like that, so good, so - deep, aah"

"You like being my dirty secret huh? You couldn't help but tease me from the bleachers so, here you go, getting what you want" the struggle to keep quiet was inevitable, because fuck, it was impossible not to melt in pleasure listening to the wet and quickly hip thrusts in your ass, and the sound of cum juice bouncing in your pussy with each new thrust. It was a hard thing to deal with.

"Come on... you feel it?"

"Yeah... fuck yes... don't stop Haji, harder, hah!"

"Holy shit" his eyes flew to the floor, where a small puddle began to form. "I'm filling you up so good baby, the way I like it"

“Ah- ahh Haji… mmm s’ good, so good here, give me more, m-more”

"What do ya want?”

"Your... y-your cum, I need you to fill me up please" you swore as his cock grew a little bigger inside you, the fruit of your walls pressing against him every time you let him abuse your fragile spot a little more.

“Shit, you’re clenching down so tightly babe” one of his hands rushed to open your ass to get a better view of his cock being cruelly sucked into your pussy. “Hands behind your back, I’ll give ya what ya need right - fucking - now” with the other he managed to grab both your wrists and make sure they were securely fastened before making a walking fucking mess of you.

“Hajiiii fuck! Cum- Hah - aah!” the itch on the tip of your nose warned you before short tears ran down your cheeks, cumming hard on your husband's cock, not giving a thought to your surroundings, just you and him in your mind, enjoying the fucking moment.

“So fucking pretty… get ready ‘cause I'm gonna fill ya up so fucking hard you'll come to me begging for more, baby"

A.N.: Just think about this scene with Hajime wearing a navy blue polo shirt with a japanese flag and an ear ring. Think about his fuCKING GREEN EYES DEVOURING YOUR ASS MFGGDJSSGHHFKSHD

[another-suna-blog]

Necklace

by rinneybun

Rintaro didn’t think of anything when he bought you the necklace with his initial on it. You showed him a post once, saying that it’s cute, and so he bought matching necklaces. The look on your face when you received it is all he did this for, he said to himself.

He admits that seeing you wear the necklace in the public makes him proud, and that’s all there is to it, he swears. But he learns a new thing tonight.

His grips on your hips tightened as he plunged harshly into you, bouncing you up and down his cock. You moaned his name and he swore that this is the very thing he lives for. He felt your nails scratch his back and thought that he will let you even though it hurts as long as he gets to see you be vulnerable for him. As long as you let him please till you feel so full of him. God, you were so pretty. He’s never good with words but he hopes he gets to show you how much he cares for you. As he gazes to you, the shine of the R pendant of your necklace caught his attention. It was bouncing along you, hitting the curve of your tits. Something snapped in him and he speeds up his thrusts. The world didn’t need to know that you’re his. Not when you show it to him everyday.

Now all he can think about is how high he can make that necklace of yours bounce.

[1anonyymous1]

delete the old version of me inside your head, it expired.

[inanotherunivrse]

In another universe you would like me the I like you

[inanotherunivrse]

in another universe i still remember everything we did, i still remember you. you arent fading away from me.

[inanotherunivrse]

in another universe you would have wanted me too