My 2 Course Meal 😛

Suna Rintarou has ignored you for seven hours, twenty-three minutes, and forty-five seconds. Not that you’re counting. He hadn’t looked at you when you waved good morning. Didn’t reply when you texted him during lunch. And now, during practice, he’s pretending you don’t exist—unless it’s to rotate away the second you step near him. Which is why you’ve had it.

You march across the gym floor with fire in your veins, stopping right in front of him during a water break. The rest of the team goes quiet, curious eyes flicking between you and the tall, unbothered middle blocker who’s carefully unwrapping sports tape like it's the most fascinating thing in the world.

“Rin, what the hell is your problem?”

Suna doesn’t even look at you. “I don’t have a problem.”

“Bullshit. You’ve been ignoring me all day.”

He scoffs. “Why don’t you just go hang out with your boyfriend?”

You blink. “I’m sorry— my what now?”

Now he looks at you. Flat expression. Bored tone. “The guy you hugged this morning.”

You stare at him. Then you laugh—one short, incredulous breath. “You mean my little cousin?” 

Suna freezes. A beat. Another beat. A visible oh, shit creeps across his face as the team collectively chokes behind you.

“Oh,” he mutters. “Well. He was… tall.”

You slap his arm. “He’s, like, an inch taller than me. And he was just thanking me for lunch money.”

“Well, it didn’t look innocent,” he grumbles, ears now bright pink.

“Are you serious right now?! You’ve been sulking all day over my cousin?”

He shrugs and drops his gaze. “Didn’t know he was your cousin.”

You narrow your eyes. “And what if he wasn’t?”

Silence. The team holds its breath.

Suna exhales, then mutters, “Then I wouldn’t like it.”

Your heart stutters.

His eyes meet yours again—and this time, he really looks at you. His voice is no longer bored. It’s quiet. Honest. “Seeing you with someone else, I mean.”

You tilt your head, a smile curling on your lips—sharp and smug. "Then do something about it.”

Behind you, Atsumu lets out a low, delighted cackle. “Ohhh, shiiit—she got you.”

You don’t wait for a response. Just turn on your heel, walking out of the gym with your head held high. But not before glancing back once—

And catching Suna frozen in place, face red, as the entire team starts swarming him with grins, whistles, and way too much noise. You smile to yourself.

Let him squirm.

biblically accurate avengers

This is how the first Avengers went, right?

he’s automatically right

can you please do a johnny cade x reader smut? ty!

johnny cade smut hc’s/brainrot

smut brainrot , f!reader

warnings: only smut

a/n: sorry this isn’t an actual fic, i thought a babble would be easier to write since I just wrote a new johnny fic (w the same req) earlier today ! if you want something specific; you can always req again ! 🩷

he would never degrade you on purpose,) he only praises you. the damage from his parents could never make him be able to do it to you.

in contrast to the last point, he likes seeing you cry. (obviously not when your actually crying) he loves knowing he can make you feel so good you cant help but tear up

if you ever were in control, he’d go feral over your praise, he loves when you call him good boy

his favorite position will always be missionary or bear hug.

he loves looking at you and being able to kiss you at any time

bear hug makes it so he can hug you as close as possible but also because he knows you always cry when he does this

doesnt like anal at all, never tried it, just knew there was a chance shit could be involved and just knew he never wanted to experience it

loves paying attention to you first before anything. it started out like this because of how shy he was but he ultimately grew to like it more

loves hearing how you moan his name, especially when its right up against his ear

doesnt like choking or slapping you, hes a big groper

^ hates physical ‘pain’ during intimacy in general

loves to compliment you a lot

would actually be so in love with you if you had a piece of jewelry on that meant something about him (like a j necklace) he makes sure to have sex with you whenever you have one on

never got the concept of lying about when you finish, you’ve tried to explain it to him but he thinks its stupid if you lie since intimacy as a whole is based on trust.

when fingering you, he always ends up licking his fingers. loves how you taste

feels semi-bad about receiving blow jobs because he feels like it doesnt do anything for you but it turns you on alot

he doesnt care whether you have a bigger ass or boobs, he loves groping both equally

has a fascinating kink about having sex when one of you is visibly injured ( not bleeding out but for ex. a black eye )

likes to blindfold you

he would be open to try out any one of your kinks atleast once

jaw-drops whenever you wear lingerie, would make you come more than once just because hes so taken aback by how pretty you look

sometimes he doesnt even want to finish during sex, he solely just wants to do it for your sake

as ive already said, hes super big on giving and not receiving

loves holding your hand whenever he fucks you

loves to hold your hands above your head ^

sometimes he thinks about what’d you look like tied up, but often dismisses it because it seems to violent

very against knife play and anything fire related (obviously)