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aranojiro atsumu haikyuu haikyuuxreader inarizaki kitashinsuke miyaatsumu miyaosamu osamu rintarousuna shinsukekita sunarintarou xreader

Suna was a simple man. Not too bad at school nor on the court, but incredibly lazy and salty at times. Suna was fairly popular as a volleyball player, and had received many confessions which he'd always turn down. He seemes to hate anything that had to do with relationships. He hated getting attached to people.

Suna Rintarou was a mystery. He was so not fond of friendships, relationships, anything. Nothing really caught his attention for long.

Suna Rintarou hated being in love. He hated the thought of love.


Suna Rintarou hated love.

Rintarou knew his life wasn't a Disney movie. He knew he shouldn't just expect a special someone to walk into his life and leave him head over heels and make him happy. He knew love was a pointless and an unnecessary thing in life. He knew people always exaggerated the term of love.

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[ongoing] -★- [friends to lovers] It always started the same way with Suna Rintarou-silent, unannounced, like a ghost slipping through a cracked window. No knocking. No asking. Just... showing up like he already owned the place. Maybe, after all this time, he did. Like he'd carved himself a hole in your world, no permission needed. Just quietly taking space, like he was a scar you never asked for but learned to live with. You heard the door click shut behind him-the kind of soft sound that feels like a secret. Then the crinkle of a plastic bag, cheap snacks. "I brought snacks," he muttered, voice low, barely there. Like he didn't want to make a fuss. "Figured you might be a mess, so I grabbed four different kinds. Diversity, you know." You didn't look up. Just kept your eyes glued to your phone screen, pretending the little jolt in your chest wasn't real. Like his presence wasn't knocking all your walls down, one quiet step at a time. He settled beside you-close, but never too close. The kind of distance that lets you feel his heat without catching fire. Like gravity that pulls you in but never lets you fall all the way. From the corner of your eye, you caught his hair-messy strands like he'd been running his fingers through them just to feel something. His hoodie, worn soft and faded, looked like something you'd once fallen asleep tangled in, half-dreaming and half-lost. No words. Just the sound of him tearing open a bag of chips with an almost sacred focus, like it was a lifeline thrown into the chaos. You used to think silence was awkward. But with Suna, it was different. Thick. Weighted. Like the kind of quiet that presses down on your ribs-makes you want to scream or whisper, but mostly just sit there and breathe the same air. Because sometimes, silence said more than any damn words ever could

CINDERELLA by gyusighs

⌗ all you wanted was a pair of shoes off depop. instead, you end up in the middle of a mix-up that ties you to the uni's star vb middle blocker. someone you never expected to know, let alone get close to. ( suna rintarō ff | script/text fic ) © gyusighs 2025

what you didn't say - osasuna by gonswr4ter

suna rintarou was never the type to chase after something that didn't want to stay. so when osamu miya got a girlfriend and started pulling away, he didn't beg. he didn't ask. he just stopped showing up. but silence doesn't erase what they were-whatever that even was. and now, stuck between late-night memories and half-finished sentences, they're both pretending it never meant anything. except maybe... it did. - - - ANGST #1 in sunaxosamu

Forbidden Love: Suna x Reader (Oikawa included)(LEMON+ANGST) by sunasrintarou

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