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=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : the things I’d do for him 😪

dreamin’

SYP — when your heart says yes, but your brain says no. you don’t know which to follow, but you do know that the offer wont last long.

GEN. — fluff w a twinge of angst

WARN. — gn!reader, reader is described as pretty, soft men

NOTES. — hi loves!! hope u guys had a good day. sorry for being so inactive. maybe i’ll still write but mainly focus on drabbles.

it’s like you’re dreaming.

the rain thumps on your window softly. in contrast to the relentless downpour outside, your room emits a cozy glow, linen and warm.

looking down on the man sprawled across your lap, you brush his hair away from his face. he looks peaceful like this. carefree and completely relaxed, a sight of vulnerability. he wouldn’t show this side of him to anyone but you.

you’ve been waiting for this day, haven’t you?

your feather-like touch tickles the apple of his cheeks, stirring him awake.

“‘m sorry, did i wake you?” your smile so bright he squints his eyes to focus on you. you look so pretty and he loves this view. the moon’s light shines on your face, the upturned corner of your mouth and the tip of your nose. you look ethereal.

he shakes his head. “no, ‘s okay. i wasn’t even asleep anyway,” he lies through that sweet smile of his. a rush of memories hit him as he traces each crevice of your face.

he remembers how that exact smile of yours drooped slightly in devastation that day. the day he left you. the exact day of the previous year when you both swore that you would be each other’s. you remember the feeling, like a slap to the face.

so why? why was he back? and why were you so willing to take him back?

a comfortable silence takes over and you move your hand to ruffle his hair. your fingertips caress his messy mop with utmost care, as if he was going to break like glass with the slightest pressure. your fingernails scratch his scalp and he instantly relaxes. well, his arms around your waist don’t.

“we can’t keep doing this, y’know?” you sigh, rubbing his back gently. he could feel his heart weigh down and the fuzzy feeling in his chest ceases. he knows what you mean, but he wishes he doesn’t.

“keep doing what?” his voice is still raspy and tired, like it was every single morning when you woke beside him.

“this. all of this.” he hears his heart crack and he thinks you did too. “it’s wrong,” you add, ignoring how your heart thumps.

“then take me back.” you jump slightly, not expecting how immediate his response was. “if you take me back, everything will be the same again. like this all never happened,” he trailed off.

you know its sincere. you know you missed this, him. you miss his smile, his laugh, his voice. he does too. he knows you miss him, and he misses you as well.

you’re silent, and he hates when you are. he wants to hear your voice.

say something, anything.

the thumping in your heart gets so loud, you can hear it in your ears. your mind goes blank, not knowing which to follow, your heart, or your brain?

because your heart screams yes, but your brain yells no.

it’s like you’re dreaming.

— (bllk) NAGI, SAE, RIN (genshin) CHILDE, DILUC, KAEYA (star rail) DAN HENG, JING YUAN, BLADE (haikyuu) SUNA, TSUKI (KNY) GIYU, SANEMI () YOUR FAVES

@mykuro 2023. This is my content, inspired or not. Do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3

all i need —

SYP — “girl ur made for me, cuz ur love is all i need” just scenarios <3

GEN. — fluff, crack

WARN. — gn!reader, not proofread

NOTES — yk i love the grumpy x sunshine and polar opposites troupe so why not incorporate some hints of that into this? might make a pt 2..

at first glance, not many people would expect either of you to pursue each other.

the way you both handle things are different, reactions and such. and when you think of that, there’s only one situation that comes to mind..

throwing your head back slightly, you laugh at one of his lame jokes. hand in hand, both of you turn the corner, still too invested in your conversation to take in the sight in front if you.

he’s the first one to look, halting his movements as he stays rooted to the ground. you, taking note of his tense form, stop to turn to him. cocking an eyebrow, you nudge him on his shoulder and worryingly ask, “babe? you okay?”

his mouth is agape a bit and his eyes are fixated on whats in front of him. seeing as he’s not gonna answer, you follow his line of sight and gasp slightly.

there in front of both of you stood a couple leaning against a wall, making out. you grimaced slightly, noticing their lust for each other through their eager movements. ‘they kiss like fish..,’ you thought, deadpanning.

you felt a tug on your arm, pulling you back.

“c’mon, let’s go before they see us. they might think we enjoy watching them eat each others’ face,” he whispered, hooking an arm around your waist.

you were about to comply but you thought of something way better than just ignoring it. a mischievous smile creeps its way on your face and he grows concerned, not liking that smug look on your face.

unraveling your arms from his, you gasp exaggeratedly, successfully catching the couples attention. they break away from each other reluctantly and flushed, glaring at you.

“i knew you had somebody else!” you screamed, stomping away and wiping away invisible tears from the corners of your eyes. he trails quickly after you, standing beside you as you both hide behind a wall.

“are you kidding me? ugh!” you hear one of them shuffling, probably walking away from the other one.

“wait, baby! i swear, i have no idea who that was!” the other one pleaded, scrambling after his ‘baby’. his thick accent making it all the more funnier.

you leaned forward, clutching your stomach in laughter. he stared at you in slight disbelief before joining in on your giggling.

“what are you doing?”

uh oh, caught in the act.

you turn around, hiding the item behind your back. you grin widely but sheepishly. “what do you mean?” you smile innocently, stuffing the perfume bottle up your shirt.

tilting his head slightly, he raises a brow, skeptical. he walks over to you and hastily snatches the bottle from your hands.

“hey! i wasn’t done with that,” you whined, reaching for it but to no avail. he held it far from your reach, above his head. he tsked.

“i’ll give it back if you tell me what you were doing.”

you sighed, mumbling something so soft it was barely audible. “huh?” he nearly squeaked.

“i wanted to spray my perfume on your clothes so when we go out, people know you’re taken,” you grumbled. “but mostly because people are doing it on tiktok..”

he didn’t stop babying you that whole afternoon. and he posted a tiktok about it. (it went viral)

it was a nice noon. the birds were chirping, the grass seemed greener and your boyfriend was throwing a tantrum.

“i don’t wanna!”

“stop acting like a baby. its not that bad.”

“this isn’t fair.”

“what isn’t fair? you lost the bet, you have to do my dare,” you huff victoriously, smirking slightly.

he sighs, knowing there’s no way of convincing you to let him off. “fine, help me find one.”

“gladly,” you chirped, bouncing on the balls of your feet gently. your eyes scanned around the park before locking on someone. “right there,” you whispered, leaning to him and pointing at the person with your lips.

you shoo him to approach the person. he shakes his head and complies, walking backwards to cast you a pouty look to which you rolled your eyes at.

“excuse me?” he asked, approaching said persons line of sight. she smiled at him, waving, “hello! is there anything i can do for you?”

“i just wanted to tell you that your child is the chosen one,” he replied bluntly, pointing at her swollen stomach.

the woman blinked at him.

“child? i’m not pregnant.” she narrowed her eyes at him.

“oh.”

he ran away, dragging you with him before your knees buckled from your wheezing.

— (bllk) NAGI, SAE, RIN (genshin) DILUC, alhaitham (star rail) DAN HENG, jing yuan, BLADE (haikyuu) SUNA, TSUKI (KNY) GIYU, sanemi (ENCANTO) CARLOS, CAMILO () YOUR FAVES

@mykuro 2023. This is my content, inspired or not. Do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3

need ur attention asap —

SYP — w characters who i think are actually really clingy (secretly or not)

GEN. — fluff

WARN. — gn!reader, clingy characs, pda, sickening couple activities

REQ. — “do you do carlos madrigal x reader.. if yes, could I get one?? i can’t really find any recent ones now and I love your works! if not, that’s completely fine!!! xx”

NOTES. — im literally so bad at sticking to one character 😭 im glad u love my works, have a good day lovely <33

thinking about having a clingy bf who can’t get enough of ur love <3

ur clingy bf! who can’t stop clinging onto you like a koala.

ur clingy bf! who loves back hugging you and discovering different cuddle positions.

ur clingy bf! who shows up to your door at random times with a bouquet of your fav flowers.

ur clingy bf! who has a secret obsession with the sweet taste of your lips.

ur clingy bf! who encourages you to play the chapstick game, a new excuse to kiss you over and over. (he doesn’t even make an effort to guess the flavour..)

ur clingy bf! who pulls you away at any social event to kiss you breathless.

ur clingy bf! who stares at you with a subtle pout as his friends drag him away to do god knows what.

ur clingy bf! who basically uses his status to go see you instead of doing what he should be.

ur clingy bf! who refuses to remove his arms around you in the morning, leading you to quite literally limp around with him attached to your hip.

ur clingy bf! who tries to act stoic in public but his facade crumbles in 5 minutes and his hands are back on your waist.

ur clingy bf! who has a habit of rubbing your noses together.

ur clingy bf! who carries you all different styles and doesn’t care about your protests.

ur clingy bf! who always cradles your face so gently whenever you’re ranting and just stares at you with heart eyes and a big, silly smile on his lips.

ur clingy bf! who pulls you back to his chest when you get even a centimetre farther from him.

ur clingy bf! who gives you another bottle of his perfume to spray on your clothes so you smell like him when you go out.

ur clingy bf! who’s always there for receiving and giving affection, especially on hard days.

ur clingy bf! who’d rather die than leave the comfort of your arms wrapped around him, his safe place.

ur clingy bf! who loves you so much that he has to remind you how amazing you are literally every 10 minutes.

ur clingy bf! who send you those care-packages every month filled with all of your favourite things, skincare, games, books etc.

ur clingy bf! who always matches with you in real life and in every game you two own. (no such thing as u playing a game that he doesnt play)

ur clingy bf! who’s always loud asf whenever he sees you. (mf sprints to u to give u a hug)

ur clingy bf! who calls you every single term of endearment, even the weirdest ones.

ur clingy bf! who definitely unironically calls you his pookie wookie farting glitter boo boo bear. (he says it so seriously too..)

ur clingy bf! who wont let you pay for anything and spoils you with everything he can get his hands on.

ur clingy bf! who would and will give the world to you.

thinking about having a clingy bf who can’t get enough of u <3

bonus!! —

the sound of the iphone alarm rings throughout the bedroom. a mix of deep, raspy groans and soft whining fill the room, replacing said irritating noise.

you reach to tap the ‘snooze’ button but a hand grabs your arm. he stretches a hand out to hit it instead but missed 5 times before effectively shutting it off. he groans, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face into your chest.

“babe, get up. you’re too fat, you’re suffocating me.”

“‘s too early to get up, stop squirming,” he reaches a hand up to your face, trying to cover your mouth before you slap it away.

you wriggle in his grasp before stopping, surrendering to his warmth.

“morning, my sweet waffle with honey, maple syrup and berries on top.”

there was a good few seconds of silence to make you realise he’s not joking and genuinely calls you that.

upon imaging the image of waffles in your mind, the idea obviously makes your stomach grumble. you wanted to get up and make some but forgot about the tired guy on your chest.

with a loud groan, you drag him with you out of bed. you can definitely hear his quiet giggles as he brings the blanket with him, perched on his shoulders while you drag him around.

bonus #2!! —

“i got it, i got it!”

“baby, let me pay for it!” you strain out, struggling against his tight embrace. you can feel the vibrations of his chest behind you as he captures your arms in one hand and tries to put the money in the machine with the other.

you squeal when you free your hands from his vice grip and he tickles you to prevent sticking your money in.

“babe, babe stop! i wanna pay, its my turn.”

“i got it, don’t worry. im not gonna let you pay, ill cover it,” he laughs, taking the cash from your hands and slipping it back into your wallet.

at this point, you’re thrashing around in his grasp, not harsh enough to hurt him though. he has his arms hooked under your shoulders to prevent you from moving forward.

“please, let me pay! i got it, its fine!” he protests through his own laughter.

you throw your head back on his shoulder, giggling while trying to free yourself from his grip. he leans downwards and presses several kisses to your face, successfully stopping your movements.

he paid for you again. hey, at least you tried, right?

— (bllk) NAGI, sae, REO (genshin) KAEYA, CHILDE (star rail) gepard, JING YUAN, SAMPO (haikyuu) SUNA, tsuki, KENMA, KUROO (KNY) TANJIRO, AKAZA (ENCANTO) carlos, CAMILO (ATSV) miguel, MILES, PAVITR () YOUR FAVES

@xyaehir 2023. This is my content, inspired or not. Do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3

how sweet ! —

SYP — silly shenanigans 😸

GEN. — fluff, crack

WARN. — f!reader, not proofread or edited.

REQ. — “hi pretty!! can i request a drabble with nagi, camilo and other characters playing roblox together? it can be any game just roblox in general! love you <33”

NOTES. — omg!! xyae being active???!!! also cha eunwoo the man that u are😕 i literally dont write for encanto anymore but 🤡

“babe.”

you freeze for a moment and gulp before slowly moving your arm to peel back the duvet from your body. you hear shuffles before a hand grips your arm firmly but gently.

“just where do you think you’re going, hm?” he huffs, voice raspy and deep before his arms wrap around your waist and pull you back to his side.

you curse under your breath and give in, deciding that this is the only logical decision compared to the ones you’ve made in the past. you’ve learnt from past mistakes.

you see, your boyfriend would rather let the world burn under his touch than have you slip from his arms before he awakens from his slumber, especially in the morning. (he’s more prone to grouchiness and a bad mood throughout the day without his morning cuddles but he argues that it’s just too early to wake up.)

“i was just getting up to get some water. i was g’na come right back, honest!” you nod your head and muster your best convincing smile as he watches you lie straight through your teeth.

he looks at you, unamused eyes drooping after every second.

“could you lie a little bit better? theres a full glass of water near your nightstand,” he yawns, lying down on your chest and using you as a pillow. you curse softly again and he chuckles quietly, his shoulders shaking.

he nuzzles into you and tightens his grip on you. “you’re not going anywhere, stop trying.”

you sigh. you’re definitely aware with the amount of times you’ve attempted to escape the warm confines of his bed and arms. it’s always resulted in you getting dragged back and plopped on the bed.

still, it’s charming and flattering how willing he is to spend time with you by his side in the mornings, despite it ruining your motivation to be more productive in the early hours of the day.

“15 minutes and we have to get up,” you hum, playing with his hair.

“noo,” he whines. “at least an hour..”

you sputter a little, “an hour? we have to eat something soon.”

he huffs, leaning into your fingers as they gently card through his hair. “just order off of doordash or somethin’,” he trails off, dropping all his weight on you before falling back asleep.

you can feel your eye twitch.

“OH MY GOD, NO!” you scream, leaning back on your chair and almost falling over. you toss your phone on the loveseat nearby and scramble to hug your legs together.

he lets out a few chuckles before full on laughing. “it’s not even scary, why are you screaming?” he puts his phone down, looking at you with a boyish grin.

“no! im not touching that game,” you sulk, still trembling from the (not-so) terrifying jumpscare you were a victim to.

“baby,” he purses his lips together to suppress his laughter. “its a block game! you can’t be seriously scared of it, right?”

you look at him in disbelief and scoff, “beat the game yourself then!”

he shrugs, flashing you a smug smirk. “let’s make a deal. if i don’t flinch throughout every level of this game, you have to pay for the takeout.” (you both know its a lie, this man will die before he lets you use your money to pay.)

you huff, “sure. but if you do, i get to pick the movie.”

“deal, i’m not ‘bouta watch ‘Tinkerbell and the pirate fairy’ again,” he shudders, picking his phone back up and progressing through the level.

“its a good movie!” you argue.

“mhm, sure. but when i win, we’re rewatching gossip g-AH!” he lets out a girlish scream, scrambling off of the couch and dropping his phone without hesitation.

your shoulders shake from the cackle you let out before the uncontrollable giggles follow after.

you wipe tears gathering on your lashline, “wow, real brave, babe.”

he crosses his arms, face turning red as he juts his bottom lip out a little. “whatever, it just caught me offguard!” he tries to justify, looking away from your smiling face.

“it’s okay, baby. its totally normal to scream even louder than your girlfriend when you play a horror game on a block g-”

“SO TINKERBELL RIGHT?” he suggests loudly, trying to change the subject.

you giggle and he groans. (yea, you’re definitely not letting this go.)

@xyaehir 2024. This is my content, inspired or not. Do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3

#1

— (bllk) NAGI, sae, REO, rin (genshin) KAEYA, CHILDE, ITTO, diluc, wriothesely, alhaitham (star rail) sampo, JING YUAN (haikyuu) SUNA, tsuki, KUROO (KNY) tengen, giyu, sanemi (assclass) KARMA, gakushu (jjk) GOJO, geto, megumi () YOUR FAVES

#2

— (bllk) REO, isagi, bachira (genshin) CHILDE, ITTO, KAVEH (star rail) sampo (KNY) TENGEN (jjk) GOJO, yuji (ENCANTO) CAMILO () YOUR FAVES

sitting in bed, thinking about suna “i’m not reading all that” rintaro.

like the second he’s added into his volleyball groupchat, kita’s writing some long and detailed paragraphs about their new training regimen to practice for their next match.

suna “i’m not reading all that” rintaro taps on the notification and just stares for a good 10 seconds before leaving his message on seen and switching his phone off to go nap somewhere.

then the next day rolls around and he’s completely clueless about the new routine and frankly slightly worried about the long earful of a lecture kita’s going to give him.

but when you send him 3 detailed and double-spaced paragraphs ranting about what put you in a bad mood, suna “i’m not reading all that” rintaro is suddenly suna “fastest reader in the world” rintaro.

suna “fastest reader in the world” rintaro is immediately replying at the speed of light with his own paragraphs about how baffled he is that all those things happened to you.

and then atsumu does the same thing and suna “fastest reader in the world” rintaro is back to suna “i’m not reading all that” rintaro, reacting to his 8 paragraphs with a thumbs up.

if u tell me someone already thought of this istg. anyways, i love this middle blocker sm i need him to be WHIPPED and giving special treatment 😣 not edited cz its 3:02 am rn..

@xyaehir 2024. This is my content. Do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated! <3

.iloveyou - miya osamu

.pairings osamu x fem!reader, suna x fem!reader

.genre post break up, timeskip!au

.ongoing | completed

.tw heartbreak if it counts

.wc; 1.1k

SUMMARY

Osamu is at your wedding, and all he can think about is your memories together and how he thought you were going to be his eternity.

He watched you in the arms of another. He stared, sat on the pews placed in the front of the church. He teared up as you spoke your vows. But of course he had to applaud as the two of you kissed, smiling into each other's lips, listening to the cheers of the crowd around you.

The afterparty hurt. It burned a hole through his chest, sitting idly on the table with some old friends from high school. He swirled his scotch gently on the coaster, ignoring the screams and lights of the crowd. As much as he tried to, he wanted to avoid your beautiful gaze towards your newlywed husband, he wanted to disregard the bright expression that was upheld on your face as you danced to the song that belonged to you two. It was yours before you were his.

But he just couldn't. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't just defy the impact of your smile. He fell victim to it years before in high school. Elaborating onto that, your laugh was intoxicating, and your scent was nothing but addictive; it could've hooked anyone else in, but no, it chose him. His best friend.

It was no surprise Osamu would fall for you. You were so sweet, caring, audacious and humorous. You were everything he wanted and more. You were his definition of happy, you were the muscles in his face that brought a smile, and the jokes that slipped a laugh out of his stoic face.

If you had the strength to make Osamu laugh, then you had just as much strength to break his heart. And break his heart you did. The names engraved on the save the date invitations shot an arrow through his chest, and he almost buckled as he read the names "L/N Y/N "and "Suna Rintarou".

It was then, that Osamu realised you were his forever, but he was only your temporary, and he had to live with that now. Especially since he had mastered the "happy" act of the groom's best friend at the wedding.

A bouquet flew in his direction and he caught it, thankfully due to his previous sport experience. You quickly waddled towards him, arms barely holding up the length of your ivory white dress. A smile etched upon your face as you giggled, and brought the microphone back up towards your lips.

“Ladies and gentlemen, it appears Miya Osamu will be getting married soon!” You joke, bringing the crowd, including Osamu, into laughter. Osamu hands the bouquet back which you gratefully hold in return, and turn around, walking back up to the front and telling the crowd that you need to sit down for a bit, as a result of your feet lugging around in three inch heels for the past four or five hours.

Slowly, you make your way to Osamu, and sit down, cheeks red from excitement. Of course, it was your wedding day.

“I'm so glad you could make it 'Samu.” You huffed out, the light of your dress reflecting upon your face.

“Me too, Mrs Suna.” He teases.

“I honestly thought it would be you at the altar with me,” a choke emits from Osamu's lips as you stare at the ring on your finger, “but I love Rin so much. He feels like home. Words can't even begin to describe how happy I am, knowing that I met him.”

Osamu nods, tragically, letting out a pathetic chuckle as he thinks of your high school romance.

“I loved what we had Osamu, but we were teenagers,” in love “so thank you for that experience, I'm so glad I have someone like you in my life.” You finally stand up, but slip in the process, with Osamu there to hold you by the arm to stop you from getting injured. He beams as you walk away from him, and towards Rintarou.

Despite him being a man of very few words, he could feel that he had so much to say to you, but held it in, knowing he didn't want to ruin your day. His smile fades away, and he looks down at his hand that held your arm, and clenches his fist.

He remembers when the two of you were sixteen, making food together at his house, leaving extras for Atsumu. He remembers seventeen, when you wore his jersey from freshman year to his interhigh nationals, and when you ran into his arms after the game ended; he remembers how you took a train just to watch the game. He remembers eighteen, when you get a small tattoo, albeit your parents would practically murder you when they find out (and they did), of a small heart onto the side of your middle finger, and how he kissed it after you showed him. He'll remember the two of you making out in the front seat of his car, when he first gets his license, and how you ran your hands through his hair. He'll remember every fragment of your essence, and cherish all of it.

He remembers you as L/N Y/N, but it would be now known that you are Suna Y/N. And he was okay with that, because he loves loved you, tenderly, tragically. He watches you again, slow dance in the arms of Suna Rintarou, slowly pull your faces close together as you go in for a kiss, and he looks away, tears pooling at his waterline.

So Miya Osamu was okay with you having a happy ending without him, because you were his happy, you were what was behind the pearly gates to his heaven, the sun on a rainy day, and the three leaved clover in his garden, three signifying his hope, love and faith for you, for you were always going to be there in his life.

Even if the distance grew between you two through time, it would not eradicate the love you carried for one another, even if yours had evolved from a romantic love to a love one would have for friend. But if he had the chance, he would go back in time and love you once again, despite knowing the ending between you two.

Osamu pulls a lamentable smile, and stands up from his seat, before making his way out of the stuffy hallways, and into the open air of the outdoors. His chest feels lighter, and he exhales, walking towards his car in the dark of the night, feeling the vibrations of the party music slowly fade away, and sits in his car, head laying onto the driver's seat.

He manoeuvres his car out of the parking lot, and sets out on an aimless drive, ignoring the incessant texts from you and Rintarou, asking where the bride and groom's best friend went. He grips the wheel tighter, and blinks the teardrops away from his eyes, accelerating the speed of the car.

He can move on from you, some day, just not right now.

a/n: bonjour mon bebes i will actually try to finish the gojo angst i have held onto for like a week now im so sorry for the delay i hope u like this subpar masterpiece i have in its stead

[07:22] suna rintarou and his baby

warnings: none

x fem!reader | other timestamps

the wail of a baby stays awake the entire night, and suna is losing his mind. he looks over to your side of the bed where you've strategically placed a pillow over your face, so you wouldn't have to wake up and then finally have the chance to sleep after weeks of taking care of your baby with no break.

you lazily lift your arm to shake him awake and mumble a barely coherent, "please take care of ritsuka."

suna nods, with a quiet "yes" and rubs his eyes to wake himself up as he groggily trudges out of your bed towards your baby whos only a few feet across from the room in her crib.

he's noticing that there's nothing wrong with her nappies, nor does she have a temperature, so he picks her up and tries to get a closer look. and only then, does she stop crying.

the peace in the home startles you, and you open your eyes back up and remove the pillow from your face, just to watch your husband and child slowly rocking in pace whilst he coos to her lovingly.

"did you just miss your papa, is that why you've been crying sweetheart?" he smiles at her, and his eyes crease like the moon.

she babbles excitedly, and her arms are flailing to grab his face, only to pull his hair.

"ah-ow ritsuka, stop that hurts, you rat." he slowly removes her arms from his, and she's smiling at him again like she's never met her father.

"she's such a daddy's little girl." he flips his head in your direction and he chuckles. walking over to you, he sits on your side of the bed to show you your creation.

"rin, give her to me, i'll feed her so she can go to sleep." he's humming a sweet lullaby, in an attempt to put her to sleep, but she stares up at her parents with big eyes, like she's got a question to ask them.

it's only then when your breastfeeding your child, does suna realise he's got the best life he could ever receive. it's only then does he realise he's blessed to have met someone like you, someone as caring as you, and someone as kind as you. he then looks back at his baby, contentedly suckling on her mother's breast that she was so perfect, so adorable and that he was going to dread for when she grew into a teenager.

"i love you so much." you look up to see you husband, with tears around his eyes. startled you almost stop feeding your child and you look at him more closely.

"rin, what's wrong? why are you crying?" due to the fact that you had just given birth, you too were prone to these emotions, and were about to cry with your husband.

"i just, i never realised how lucky i was to have the two of you in my life, and i want to tell you that more." he's fiddling with his fingers like an awkward high schooler, and you let out a chuckle, rather than burst into tears.

"i love you too, rin. and so does our little girl, you are most definitely her favourite." you joke, and the two of you stare at your baby, before realising that she's fallen asleep, with her mouth agape. you laugh before pulling your shirt back down, and slowly making your way back to her crib.

slowly placing her down, the two of you get back into bed, with suna in your arms hugging you like you hadn't given him enough attention. eyes feeling droopy, you fall into slumber, as does suna. only to be awaken by the wails of your baby. again.

a/n: hey yall ... its been so long 😅

[07:22] suna rintarou and his baby

warnings: none

ps, this is x fem!reader

the wail of a baby stays awake the entire night, and suna is losing his mind. he looks over to your side of the bed where you've strategically placed a pillow over your face, so you wouldn't have to wake up and then finally have the chance to sleep after weeks of taking care of your baby with no break.

you lazily lift your arm to shake him awake and mumble a barely coherent, "please take care of ritsuka."

suna nods, with a quiet "yes" and rubs his eyes to wake himself up as he groggily trudges out of your bed towards your baby whos only a few feet across from the room in her crib.

he's noticing that there's nothing wrong with her nappies, nor does she have a temperature, so he picks her up and tries to get a closer look. and only then, does she stop crying.

the peace in the home startles you, and you open your eyes back up and remove the pillow from your face, just to watch your husband and child slowly rocking in pace whilst he coos to her lovingly.

"did you just miss your papa, is that why you've been crying sweetheart?" he smiles at her, and his eyes crease like the moon.

she babbles excitedly, and her arms are flailing to grab his face, only to pull his hair.

"ah-ow ritsuka, stop that hurts, you rat." he slowly removes her arms from his, and she's smiling at him again like she's never met her father.

"she's such a daddy's little girl." he flips his head in your direction and he chuckles. walking over to you, he sits on your side of the bed to show you your creation.

"rin, give her to me, i'll feed her so she can go to sleep." he's humming a sweet lullaby, in an attempt to put her to sleep, but she stares up at her parents with big eyes, like she's got a question to ask them.

it's only then when your breastfeeding your child, does suna realise he's got the best life he could ever receive. it's only then does he realise he's blessed to have met someone like you, someone as caring as you, and someone as kind as you. he then looks back at his baby, contentedly suckling on her mother's breast that she was so perfect, so adorable and that he was going to dread for when she grew into a teenager.

"i love you so much." you look up to see you husband, with tears around his eyes. startled you almost stop feeding your child and you look at him more closely.

"rin, what's wrong? why are you crying?" due to the fact that you had just given birth, you too were prone to these emotions, and were about to cry with your husband.

"i just, i never realised how lucky i was to have the two of you in my life, and i want to tell you that more." he's fiddling with his fingers like an awkward high schooler, and you let out a chuckle, rather than burst into tears.

"i love you too, rin. and so does our little girl, you are most definitely her favourite." you joke, and the two of you stare at your baby, before realising that she's fallen asleep, with her mouth agape. you laugh before pulling your shirt back down, and slowly making your way back to her crib.

slowly placing her down, the two of you get back into bed, with suna in your arms hugging you like you hadn't given him enough attention. eyes feeling droopy, you fall into slumber, as does suna. only to be awaken by the wails of your baby. again.

a/n: hey yall ... its been so long 😅

[06:32] cuddling suna rintarou

warnings disgusting icky fluff ??

other timestamps

rintarou is closed off. he has a hard time expressing how he feels, and you understand that.

maybe that's why he likes you so much.

it's currently six thirty two in the morning, and rintarou is twisting and turning in bed, whilst you're beside him sleeping peacefully.

"rin, what the hell are you doing?" you mumble.

"can't sleep, 'm too cold." he whispers, turning his back towards you, so you don't see his irritated expression.

"what a baby," you giggle, as you snake your arms around his waist and entangle your legs together. "if you wanted to cuddle in the morning, you could just say so."

he huffs loudly, and turns around to look at you, and smiles shyly. his cheeks are dusted with pink and his ears seem to burn red, as he hooks you in closer to hug him, or keep him warm, really.

"it's more fun when you initiate though." he mutters with his head lowered on the top of yours.

"you're so annoying, rin i'm going back to sleep." childishly, you attempt to turn the other way and completely let go of his hold on you, or your hold on him rather, and hog the blanket for yourself.

"hey! i was kidding, don't be a blanket hog." he complains, and pulls you back into his embrace as if it were second nature. laughing, you turn around and give him his portion of the blanket and go back to your sweet cuddling state.

"rin can i get out of bed please." you said it in more of a matter-of-fact way, rather than forming it as a question, maybe you need to work on tone delivery.

"what? no. stay in bed with me."

"you've woken me up! i'm hungry now. move" you quickly get out of the sheets, and smile triumphantly at him when you gives you a look that screams 'come back to bed with me'.

"well, if you're getting out of bed, then i am too!" shuffling, he gets up from the bed, and slowly removes the blankets that once coated his body.

"no wonder you're cold rin, you're wearing a muscle tank. idiot." flicking his arm you slide on your slippers and run away from him, towards your kitchen.

"hey! i did this for you, it doesn't hurt to try and impress your partner every now and then. but all you wanna do is eat and sleep!" he whines, chasing after you.

yes, rintarou has a hard time expressing his feelings, but you express yourself as if it was a job, and that's why he loves you so much.

a/n: he's taking me over idk why

[06:32] cuddling suna rintarou

warnings disgusting icky fluff ??

rintarou is closed off. he has a hard time expressing how he feels, and you understand that.

maybe that's why he likes you so much.

it's currently six thirty two in the morning, and rintarou is twisting and turning in bed, whilst you're beside him sleeping peacefully.

"rin, what the hell are you doing?" you mumble.

"can't sleep, 'm too cold." he whispers, turning his back towards you, so you don't see his irritated expression.

"what a baby," you giggle, as you snake your arms around his waist and entangle your legs together. "if you wanted to cuddle in the morning, you could just say so."

he huffs loudly, and turns around to look at you, and smiles shyly. his cheeks are dusted with pink and his ears seem to burn red, as he hooks you in closer to hug him, or keep him warm, really.

"it's more fun when you initiate though." he mutters with his head lowered on the top of yours.

"you're so annoying, rin i'm going back to sleep." childishly, you attempt to turn the other way and completely let go of his hold on you, or your hold on him rather, and hog the blanket for yourself.

"hey! i was kidding, don't be a blanket hog." he complains, and pulls you back into his embrace as if it were second nature. laughing, you turn around and give him his portion of the blanket and go back to your sweet cuddling state.

"rin can i get out of bed please." you said it in more of a matter-of-fact way, rather than forming it as a question, maybe you need to work on tone delivery.

"what? no. stay in bed with me."

"you've woken me up! i'm hungry now. move" you quickly get out of the sheets, and smile triumphantly at him when you gives you a look that screams 'come back to bed with me'.

"well, if you're getting out of bed, then i am too!" shuffling, he gets up from the bed, and slowly removes the blankets that once coated his body.

"no wonder you're cold rin, you're wearing a muscle tank. idiot." flicking his arm you slide on your slippers and run away from him, towards your kitchen.

"hey! i did this for you, it doesn't hurt to try and impress your partner every now and then. but all you wanna do is eat and sleep!" he whines, chasing after you.

yes, rintarou has a hard time expressing his feelings, but you express yourself as if it was a job, and that's why he loves you so much.

a/n: he's taking me over idk why

I WANT TO WRITE ABOUT SOMEONE BJT IT NEEDS TO NOT BE SUNA HES NOT EVEN MY FAVOURITE WHY DO I WRITE SO MUCH SUNA CONTENT

Eye contact. ✎ ∙︓⋅⠄✯∘⠄✧

Ship: suna x f!reader

Type: fluff

Words: 119

Summery: just suna teasing y/n

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Suna and y/n were talking well it was mostly y/n mumbling and suna listening while Also making eye contact which made the girl feel something something but she ignored it.

"-Then 'sumu literally fall right on his face!" She laughed, remembering the moments that had happened in the morning. She looks back at suna who didn't react, instead he was still looking at her eyes...

Then his eyes Flicked at her lips then at her eyes again as a smirk started appearing on his face. Feeling her cheeks getting warmer, she turned away, and tried to from a sentence "um i- uh i" but failed miserably.. the only thing she did was shutter. Making suna chuckles at her cuteness.

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You were happy once.

Pairing: Rintaro Suna x Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, a prompt from this screenshot.

——— ♡ ———

“I feel like I’ve never been happy. There’s always just… something.” You pushed the hair out of your face, cold and wet from the pouring rain and cheeks stained from crying for what felt like an eternity.

Suna’s mouth curved into a small smile. A passive smirk - accompanied by a soft shake of his head.

“Why are you smiling?” You asked, looking away as you began to question the past few minutes. This was the first time you’d seen each other in years.

This was also the first time someone asked you how you were, and genuinely wanted to know, in a very long time.

“You’re lying.” Suna shrugged, resting his hand on top of yours; ring-adorned fingers interlacing with your own.

But you weren’t. Nothing you’d said had been a lie. You’d just opened your heart to your ex partner, the man you’d loved with everything you had, the one you’d never moved on from, the one you’d bared your soul to only to end up crushed when your relationship had reached its inevitable demise.

“Stop overthinking.” Suna’s golden eyes gazed into yours. He carefully studied your features, features he’d fallen in love with years prior and had never forgotten. He used to swear if he was an artist he could draw your portrait from memory, no matter how much time had passed since he’d seen you.

You hesitated for a moment.

“…Why would you say I’m lying, Rintaro?”

He knew you better than you knew yourself. He knew how badly you wanted to stay together, how much you wanted to stay by his side. He knew it. He spent every day missing you and knew it was his own damn fault for ending things and spending two years abroad.

“Because you are.” His hand left yours for a moment only to pour himself a fresh cup of coffee. It was only once he’d taken a few sips and set his mug back down that he continued. “Only about one thing, though.”

He had to. When he lost his parents, he lost himself. The only thing keeping him together was you.

Suna didn’t want that for you.

He didn’t want you to be his emotional punching bag. He didn’t want to drain you with his grief; spend his days crying and processing the horrific accident that he couldn’t get out of his head. He didn’t want to tell you about the survivors guilt, because he knew you’d tell him how valuable he was. How much you loved him and cared for him, how the accident was the other person’s fault.

He knew it was, but it didn’t change the fact that he was driving. He’d wondered if he’d even had a fraction of a second longer, if he could’ve swerved and spared the lives of the only family members he had.

He couldn’t stop these thoughts, and he didn’t want to subject you to them.

You understood. When he ended your relationship, you insisted it was okay. Told him you could handle it. You wanted to.

But he didn’t want that for you, and he had to heal on his own terms.

Running into him two years later at your favourite diner was not a coincidence. You’d spent every Tuesday evening there since you’d been in high school. It was your place together.

After he left, you continued to come every week, even though you were alone, waiting, hoping for him to show up again and come back into your life.

And to your disbelief, on a rainy May evening, he did.

“And?” You smiled when you heard a small chuckle in response to your question. A sound you’d missed more than anything else. “What’s the one thing?”

“You said you’ve never been happy.” Suna squeezed your hands in his. “But you have. You were happy once - with me.”

“Rin…” A second round of tears threatened to slide down your cheeks. This year had been hard. Last year had been hard. Life has been hard and he was right, you were happy with him. After he left everything felt like it just kept falling apart and never stopped.

He tilted your chin up to force you to look into his eyes. His tired, golden eyes tinted the lightest shade of red made you realize his own emotion had started to get the best of him.

“I came back for you.” Suna spoke in a quiet, comforting tone. His deep voice softened as he continued, “I told you I would. I promised you. I’m sorry I left, I just had to and I-”

“Rin, it’s okay. You needed to heal.”

“I did.” Suna nodded. “I’m finally feeling better and now it’s time.”

“For what?” You asked.

Suna slid out of his seat and sat down next to you in the booth. He put his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his chest.

“Time to make you happy again.”

Cheater, Cheater. ♡

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Pairing: Rintaro Suna x Reader

Synopsis: Suna’s cheating on his girlfriend with you. He can’t help it. You’re just so… addictive. Something about you. He’s obsessed.

CW(?): Implied smut, not explicit. Reader is shameless and doesn’t really care that he has a girlfriend. Reader is into him, but doesn’t want anything more (and he hates this).

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“Why do you lie to her so much?” You ask, tilting your head. His fingers tighten into your hips as you sit on his lap. “What’s the point?”

Suna sighs.

“Because she’s my girlfriend and I’m cheating on her with you. It’s not like I can just come clean with that information.” Suna leans in, kissing your neck softly. “It's fun. I don't love her like I love you. I don't feel real passion with her. I don't feel like she completes me. When I'm with you, I get that excitement. That rush.”

Suna stops for a moment, thinking of his next response before murmuring against your lips. “I have fun with my girlfriend, yeah, but that's it—fun. You make me feel… alive.”

“So?” You ask in response, pressing your lips back to his. “Why are you with her?”

“She’s good company. She’s my friend. She’s… comfortable, I guess. I can’t just break her heart like that.” Suna looks into your eyes. “I might not love her, but I do care for her. She just doesn’t give me what I need.”

You hum softly, sliding your hand under his shirt. “And? What is it that you so desperately need?”

Suna chuckles, his pupils slightly widening as your fingers softly trail circles on his toned abdomen. “I said it earlier—the excitement…”. He looks you in the eyes, his lips just barely an inch from yours as he whispers, “the passion… the rush.”

You nod, acknowledging his answer silently and resting your hands on your thighs. “Right, well. I gotta go.”

“Wait, no.” He rests his hands on top of yours. “Where? Why?”

“Relax, Rin. I have a final tomorrow.” You take his left hand and pull it close to your mouth, sucking on his index and middle fingers as you stare innocently into his eyes.

Suna groans, pulling his hand back. “You know that’s torture for me. Don’t do shit like that. Don’t look at me like that.”

You laugh softly, giving his cheek two little taps and getting out of his car. You lean in the passenger side window and continue your conversation. “I’ll see you later. Hopefully the sweet girl waiting up for you can take care of…” You glance down at his obvious erection. “That.”

“You’re such a bitch.” You smile wickedly as he says those words. “I like you, you know that?”

You roll your eyes. “You’ve told me once or twice. Bye, Rin.” Your smirk returns to your lips as you turn around, walking back through your college campus, swaying your hips with the knowledge that he was watching you.

——

Suna spends time idly pleasing his girlfriend by taking her for dinner and dessert. He couldn’t stand this. As much as he loved you, he couldn’t stand the sick thoughts running through his head as he sat across the table from such a kind girl. A good girl. Tall, blonde, athletic. They had so much in common. On paper, they made a great match. Perfect, even. But Suna was bored. She bored him, and he didn’t know why. She was safe.

You, on the other hand, were unpredictable. You didn’t fawn over him the way other girls did. Hell, he wasn’t sure you even liked him half the time. But when your lips met for the first time he knew that he wouldn’t be able to stop. Ever. It was like a hit of the most delicious high he’d ever had. He wanted you. Even if you didn’t want him, you were his.

Suna begins to think of you the moment he’s alone again. You didn't want him to call or text you very often, so he contemplated just popping by your dorm. He wondered if that would be too much, and if he should wait until the next time he was on your mind.

Suna shrugged, threading his fingers through his hair.

Fuck waiting.

——

You lazily opened your eyes as your phone buzzed and woke you from your half asleep state.

>> I’m coming over.

You laugh to yourself, typing back.

<< I ruined you, didn’t I?

The response was instant.

>> Yeah, you really did.

You get up and open the door as you hear his footsteps in the hallway.

“Hi.” You grin, trailing your gaze down his tall, muscular body as he comes in.

Suna gives a soft grunt in response, shutting the door with his foot and sliding his hands down your sides, squeezing your ass.

“You have a good evening?” You ask, looking up into his eyes with a false innocence. “Good time with your girl? Have a good fuck?”

He nods, looking back into your stare. “Yeah, it was… alright.” His voice is quieter. It’s almost as if he was on autopilot, he was barely even listening to your words. Something else was on his mind. “Can I kiss you?”

You nod. Suna smiles and leans forward, putting his lips to yours. Your lips were different than hers. So soft and sweet, so delicious, he could never get enough. He pulls back for a moment and looks at you, his eyes squinting slightly as his fingertips caress your face. “You're so beautiful.”

You smirk up at him, putting your hand over one of his. “You’re a sick fuck, you know that?”

A low moan leaves his lips as he kisses you again. “I know, I'm disgusting. But I can't help it.” He leans back slightly, looking at you. “I can't fucking help it, I need you. I need your lips… I need your hands on me.” Suna bites his tongue slightly and swallows. “And I need you so much that it hurts. I'm in so deep and I can't get out. My body needs you, my brain... God, I just want you so bad.”

“Hm.” You shrug. “It’s too bad you can’t have me.”

Suna slightly lowers his gaze and breathes sharply through his nose. “Why? Why can't I have you? I just want to feel you more. I just want to touch you more. To love you and to make you feel good in my arms.” He chuckles and takes a deep breath. “You're cruel, you know that?”

“I’m cruel? You’re the one with a girlfriend.” You shake your head, sliding your hands in the back pockets of his jeans as you continue to look up at him. “Plus, I don’t do relationships.”

“Of course you don’t.” Suna laughs quietly, “But you're just so damn tempting. You're so irresistible.” His fingers trail down your cheek and neck, stopping at your collarbone. “You could break my heart with the slightest touch.”

“Aww, poor baby. I’m sure you’d recover.” You tease.

He purses his lips in thought. “I'd never get over you. I'd feel the loss of you all the time.” He pulls away slightly and shuts his eyes. “But we could have... this. Just these moments, when we're with each other. Nothing more than that would be needed.” His eyes glance down to your lips. “You just tempt me so much. You're like a drug to me.”

You sigh, looking down. “So why do you even stay with her?”

“It's comfortable. I told you.” He frowns and looks at you. “I love her, I do, but it's never been like this with her. She'll never pull me in like you do. And fuck, you don’t even need to try.” Suna takes a deep breath. “I love spending time with her, but it's not the same. I love you so much. I'm so goddamn sick of her, even though I love her.

You lead him over to the couch, sitting next to him and resting your legs on his lap. “I’m sure you’re sick of me too, hm? Sick of how in love you are with me?”

He sighs and chuckles quietly. “So fucking sick of it. But God, I love it so much. I'm like... obsessed. With you. I swear, I think about you all the time. Suna shakes his head as he smiles at you. “God, I'm so screwed up. Look at me. I can't stop thinking about how much I want you.”

“I kinda like it.” You grin.

Suna bites his lip. “You do? You like seeing a guy obsessed with you? You like it when a guy wants to throw away his entire life and jeopardize his relationship all because of you?” He leans in again and kisses you, pulling you on his lap. “And to think you call me the sick fuck.”

You kiss him back, grinding your hips down on his. Suna lets out a low groan.

“You're so cruel.” He chuckles quietly. “I'm literally obsessed with you. I don't care about anything else. My grades, my team, any of it. I just want you.” He kisses you again, his hand slowly sliding down your back. “You really like seeing me lust after you this much?”

You smile against his lips, tangling your fingers in his hair and opening your mouth slightly. He moans softly, gripping your thighs tightly and grinding back up into you.

The two of you separate as you’re startled by knocking on your dorm room door. Your name is called, your best friend practically in hysterics as she calls for you. “Are you home? Please tell me you’re home. I think he’s cheating on me.”

Suna’s eyes widen. The last person he expected to interrupt the two of you was his girlfriend.

I guess the jock Tooru and soft Iwa au rubbed off on me and lead to this;; Edgy tired bfs?? Bfjdhdjsj

This is so out of character I'm gonna cry ahhhhhh :( honestly as much as I love osamu, I feel like I haven't really gotten his personality yet;; I don't think this piece does him justice hhhhhhh I've never drawn either of them before so please forgive me for this :( I was just playing around with colours and the edgy™ look