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── 𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 : hinata shoyo.
content: fem!reader. public sεx in the back booth of a cafe. dirty thoughts, teasing, fingering, a little overstimulation, shoyo is a liiittle mean but he's just so eager to have you!! mentioned pussy eating at the end.
— . 。˚ ♡ you just can't wait to have shoyo's fingers in you. and neither can he.
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one of the first things you notice about hinata when you meet up with him after his years away in brazil, is that his hands are big.
he'd already been growing taller and filling out when he left — but that was nearly three years ago, and seeing him for the first time after so long felt like a dream — because despite looking the same, he also looked just that different. it wasn't just his hands, really — he was big. 
his neck was thicker, the expanse between his shoulder and neck offering much more space for your arms than it used to, as you wrapped them around his neck in a hug. his arms, his chest, his stomach, as they press against yours in the embrace, they feel bigger, more muscular than you remembered.
but what you notice the most, what would be a subtle change compared to everything else — is that his hands are so big. maybe because you hadn't seen his hands properly in any of the pictures he'd sent you, but it was the most surprising change about him.
his fingers that just used to be long and lithe, are now thicker — knuckles tough and edges calloused, the backs of them rosy and tanned and the palms hard and smooth, pink at the rounder points.
and as he holds your hands in his, gives you a smile that pours love and longing and happiness and tender adoration into you as he tells you, “hi, baby. i missed you.” — all you can think about is that you want your pussy stuffed with those fingers of his.
and eventually — because he is after all, your beloved shoyo that would do anything for you — you tell him.
hand in hand, walking the distance from your place to the café you used to frequent together, you tell him that his hands are so nice. 
his fingers are so thick (“look! see how big they are compared to mine?”) and then while you're talking to each other over cups of coffee, you finally tell him — albeit slyly and mostly as a tease, you admit that you want his fingers in your cunt.
what you don't expect is for him to immediately oblige.
you're sitting together at the very last booth of the small, cozy little cafe, away from all the windows and concealed from clear view — and you'd thought it'd be cute to fluster him with a dirty little comment, and get him hooked for when you both get home.
but when you tell him, “they'd feel so nice curling deep into my pussy, don't you think?” hinata stares at you for only a few seconds — before he has you pressed against the back of the booth, one legged hooked over his knees and the other dangling over the edge of the seat as he forces your legs open.
“mhm,” he giggles at your wide eyed, stunned expression, wrapping a muscled arm around you and adjusting your position so effortlessly, as his other hand slides past the waistband of your skirt to palm at your clothed cunt. “let's see how it feels, then. oh — pretty pussy's wet already, huh? missed me much?”
you're too dazed by the contact and the delicious feel of his touch on your clit to form words and tell him yes, yes yes you missed him so fucking much, more than he knows — but you think you missed him more than even you know.
his eyes are brighter than you remember as well, you see as you blink up to meet his gaze— 
his body language, his confidence, it's so different compared to how he was before.
you'd only gotten together in your third year of highschool, and really you'd only fucked once before he left for brazil — but you'd loved him long enough to know.
this isn't the same hinata that you kissed good-bye at that train station years ago.
correction: he is the same — but he's also more. 
you stare, stars in your eyes — and he gives you a handsome, rogueish grin as he slips two digits under your panties and into the slick mess of your hole, like he knows every single thing he's doing to you right now.
to your body, to your mind, to your soul.
it's overwhelming enough, to have the love of your life return home to you after more than two years of being so, so far away from you.
overwhelming enough to see that he has changed so very much, to see that suddenly the sunny, sweet boy you'd fallen in love with has become a fire, a hot searing flame that's ready to sweep you off your feet and singe you, burn you with his kisses and his touch.
but right now, you can't even think clearly about it all — because fuck, fuck, fuck, he's sliding his fingers into you, and it feels even better than you thought it would.
“sh—shoyo,” you whimper, cheek pressed to his chest as he shields your body with his, just in case. “wait, wait — didn't mean right now, i—”
“hush,” he hums into your ear, thumb gliding up to find your clit, and when he presses into the sensitive bud, you can only obey and hush — pressing your lips shut tight to prevent the gasp of pleasure that builds in your throat from getting away.
the café had been pretty quiet and peaceful when you'd both walked inside, and even as you ordered from the counter and brought your trays to the back booth — but suddenly, you're so afraid that people might come and see. afraid that a waiter might come over and see.
“sho—” you try, but he shushes you again, and you feel so hot, it's all so sudden you can't think.
“couldn't wait, sunshine, 'm sorry.” he mumbles into your hair, pulling you even closer, and you feel a little cramped as he tugs your legs even further apart, fingers sliding knuckle-deep into you. “was thinking things the whole time, you're so gorgeous now, can't wait when you're so hot.”
“i—” you whimper again, grabbing his shirt and curling it in your fist. “me too, shoyo, me too.” there's an impatience in the both of you that was hardly satiable when kept apart from eachother, but now, with the two of you like this, there's no way to keep it at bay.
the stretch of his fingers in your cunt is impossible. so much compared to your own fingers, so hot and hungry compared to the toys you use (ones he'd bought and sent home to you during his time in brazil).
he fucks his digits into you like he's been dying to do this to you, like he's desperate to hear those pretty sounds you make in his ear again, like he's been thirsting to make you cum like this forever.
you're going to hit your orgasm so quick, you can already feel it.
you're going to cum slumped in the back booth of this little café, that you'd visited so long ago on your first date with hinata. this little café where you'd first kissed him. this little café where you'd had a valentine's day brunch with him, just two months before he left.
“shoyo,” you can't help the moan that slips out, pussy only clenching around harder his digits when you see the way his eyes cloud with lust upon hearing your voice. “shoyo, shoyo — gonna cum.”
you hope nobody hears you — and you hope that if they did, they'll stay the fuck away and mind their own business, and let hinata take care of you.
you need it. he's so warm, so hot, and he's fucking you so good with just his fingers — thumb rolling your clit just fucking right while he curls his fingers into your velvet walls, giggling under his breath when your pussy squelches messily each time. 
“that's right, baby,” he coos, kissing your hair. “cum for me. nice and hard, mkay? else we might hafta try again.”
his voice cracks so well at just the right moment as he says it — and you don't know if it's the zap of need that courses through you at the sound of his voice breaking, or if it's just the bliss he's giving you with his fingers that makes you cum instantly, but you do.
your pussy wraps around his fingers so tight — your own hand flying up to clamp over your mouth and muffle your cry, as your body finally unfreezes and you crash into your high.
knees knocking together and squeezing hinata's arm between your legs, you fall lax against the leather seating of the booth — cushioned by his body because he still has his other arm secured around you — and you cum. “fuck, shoyo.”
“that's good,” hinata encourages, his whisper hot in the shell of your ear. “fuck, so messy. so messy, baby, how do we clean you up?”
you can't help it — and he's making it worse, curling his fingers in, knuckles digging into your walls as he tries to go even deeper, never relieving the pressure he's out on your clit, god— “shoyo, fuck, fuck.” you’re afraid you might shatter into a million pieces right there on the damn seat. you haven’t had someone else touch you in a long time, and getting an orgasm ripped from you like this is almost too much. “sho—shoyo, please.”
“please, what?” he giggles, still unrelenting, like he’s missed having you like this, like he really can’t be a good boy and wait until you get back home before he eats you up and makes you his girl all over again, for the first time in years.
“not here,” you say breathlessly, gulping down the cry of pleasure that springs up your throat when he lets go of your clit for a moment, only to flick his thumb at the ravenous bud again. “not here, please. i can’t—”
“can’t what?” he asks, almost impatient. he bites at your ear, and you feel so fucking hot, so dizzy with pleasure, but you can’t. not in the back booth of a god damn café, where you could just be caught with MSbY’s newest outside hitter fitting his fingers into your starving little cunt.
you grab his wrist and tug, giving him the most serious look you can with all the stars in your eyes. “can’t be like this, shoyo. not here. please? wanna go home. want you in me. at home.”
his lips pull downwards into a disappointed pout, but he only presses his body closer to you, hot and heavy, his weight so new on you. “you promise t’ let me fuck you like this in your bed then?”
the fact that he can make you blush harder with a few words even as he’s got your pussy full of his fingers is astounding, really. but you feel your face heat up as you nod, telling him you promise. you need it more than him. you need him so, so fucking bad.
with a delighted laugh, shoyo pulls away, almost too quickly and you’re forced to stifle the needy whine you want to let out because you know he’ll be on you again in no time if you act like that. he pops his fingers into his mouth, sucking on your slick, eyes dulling with lust as he gets a taste of you. “let’s go, then. we can have this date later.”
“wh—what about our food?” you can’t even ask before he’s getting up and pulling you to your feet. he gives you a quick kiss, and your eyes widen when you taste yourself on him. god, it’s almost embarrassing.
“i’ll pay for it now, we’ll tell them we’re coming back in a bit.” he grins at you, taking you by the waist and pulling you up against him. “i can think of something else i’d like to eat right now.”
by the glint in his eyes and the lingering taste in your mouth, you know exactly what he means the instant he says it. and you can’t help but blush again. god, he’s such a fucking charmer. “mm, alright. let’s go then.”
“that’s my girl.”
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petriquors · 1 year
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POV: your best friend is in love with you
a/n: post-timeskip, MSBY4, gn!reader
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🤍 MIYA ATSUMU 🤍
“Hell no.”
“What do you mean, ‘hell no’?” you whine. “Come on, Atsumu; I haven’t been on a date in months—”
“Because men are animals—”
“You’re an animal!”
Touché, Atsumu thinks, while he stares at your bedroom ceiling. He’s supposed to be helping you pick out an outfit for this first date you have planned for tonight, and, genuinely, he doesn’t like anything you’re picking out. Every outfit looks perfect on you, so much that his heart leaps into his throat every time you emerge from your closet, and that’s exactly why they’re not good enough.
Because you won’t be wearing them on dates with him. Like an animal, you said, he’s territorial; and no one deserves to be going on dates with his best friend when it’s so obvious that you’re meant to be with him.
🤍 BOKUTO KORATO 🤍
Panic sets in as soon as Kotaro realizes what he just did. There were lips. And skin. His lips. Your skin.
All you were doing was giving him a hug goodbye. You hug him all the time, even though he’s started holding you a little tighter; you’ve started to joke that he’s going to crush you with his chest. It’s adorable.
He’s been playing with fire lately, between the tighter hugs, the lingering looks, the fleeting touches to your hands and the small of your back. But now, he thinks that he’s about to get burned.
He kissed your forehead. 
It was just for a second, a quick brush of his lips against your skin while you were in his arms. Now that the hug is over, you’re standing in front of him, smiling.
You pat his arms, smile a little wider, and finally tear yourself away. “See you later, Ko!”
He breathes a heavy sigh while he watches you leave. You didn’t notice. Deep down, Kotaro wishes that you did.
🤍 HINATA SHOYO 🤍
“Hey, sunshine!”
When he hears Hinata shout a cliche pet name at the top of his lungs, Meian picks his head up to watch what’s about to happen, betting that Hinata’s going to get a Sakusa-shaped elbow to the face. Where he expects to see his glowering junior, however, he sees you.
You giggle something in response, and the MSBY captain watches Hinata’s face light up from over your shoulder. You fling your arms around him. He pulls you into his chest. It makes Meian’s heart ache as if someone’s squeezing his hand too hard.
“Sunshine, huh?” he teases Hinata once you’re out of sight. “Since when are you dating anybody?”
Hinata gives him a blank stare. “We’re not dating. That’s my best friend.”
Meian can’t help the way he rolls his eyes, or the dry, disbelieving chuckle that falls from his lips. “Yeah, sure they are.”
🤍 SAKUSA KIYOOMI 🤍
The weight of a month-long training camp falls on your shoulder when Kiyoomi’s head rolls to the side. “Missed you,” he mumbles, eyes closed.
He’s next to you on your sofa, after he dragged himself to your apartment first thing when he got back—before even going to his own place.
He had shampoo and a spare change of clothes already packed, anyway. And when Kiyoomi, exhausted from the frustration of a new routine, shows up at your door, who are you to deny him a warm shower and a shoulder to rest his head on? It’s what best friends are for, you told yourself. 
Little do you know, that’s what he told himself, too, but he was trying to convince himself that’s all this is, and absolutely nothing more.
“‘M glad you’re home,” you murmur, patting his wet curls.
There’s a tiny, upward twitch to his lip. Best friends, he reminds himself. That’s definitely all this is.
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tiza0925 · 20 days
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Pretty Little Thing | 18+
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Warnings/Tags: nsfw, afab/female!reader, kissing, soft!dom Hinata, pet names, teasing, sitting on his lap, vaginal fingering, grinding, praise kink, implied multiple orgasms, it gets wet and messy ♡ SET IN A TIMELINE WHERE ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED-UP AND OVER 18
Pairing: Hinata Shouyou x Female Reader
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
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It should be embarrassing how easy it is for you to get this aroused. 
All it takes is for you to sit on his lap—his muscled thighs keeping your legs spread apart—while he murmurs such soft demands to kiss him with light touches all over your body—
And you’re already heated just by that alone—your pussy leaking in your panties, clit all puffy and sensitive, and your nipples feel so heavy that the slightest brush over them can set you off. 
“Shouyou—”
But it’s mostly the way Hinata kisses you as he holds your hips in place—lips slotting between yours and suckling on your plush lips like he wants to taste you—while parting your mouth open with his to let his tongue slide against yours so sinfully—
That’s what has you melting into a puddle of honey and heat as you make a small sound at the back of your throat—and your fingers in his hair dig in a little more to scratch against his scalp. 
“Hm?” Hinata hums, sounding dazed, still kissing you senselessly as his hands—so big and calloused—move behind you to give your ass an indulgent squeeze. “You okay?” 
He asks while nipping your lower lip, pulling out a whimper from you, and you force yourself to relax in a shuddering breath as you pull back a little. “Y-yeah, I just—”
You suck in a sharp breath as he kisses you again, and your eyelashes flutter as they grow half-lidded. 
You need more.
Making out with him on this couch in his apartment is great—one of your favourite ways to pass the time with Hinata but—
But god—there’s this needy ache between your thighs that you can’t ignore, and it’s getting at you with every slick slide of his mouth against yours. 
“You need something, baby?” He asks, causing you to look down at him and—
Your eyes widen at the grin you’re met with in return—as if he already knows without needing to hear you say it—and you swallow hard, nodding slowly as you wet your swollen lips, your voice coming out breathy, “Yes.” 
“Yeah?” Hinata has one eyebrow raised, and his grin grows as his voice lowers, tilting his head to kiss the underside of your jaw, murmuring, “Was kissing too much for you, sweetheart?” 
Your breath hitches in your throat when you feel his warm lips kiss your jaw, below it, then slide his mouth down the side of your neck, teasing that sensitive spot in the crook of your neck. 
Fuck—
It has your head going hazy, and your cheeks grow hot as he sucks on that delicate piece of skin, seemingly intent on leaving a small mark. 
Not that you mind. 
You’re always proud to show off whatever mark Hinata leaves on your body—whether it be a small bruise from his mouth or a red spot from where his hand would meet your skin with harsh slaps—you wanted everyone to know. 
Your fingers curl into his hair as Hinata continues to lick and suck at your neck, and your mouth parts with heavy breaths swooshing out of you as you nod wordlessly—your tongue feeling too thick to move at the moment. 
You hear Hinata chuckle—you even feel how it rumbles against you with how close your bodies are pressed against one another—and then he pulls back to tilt his chin up at you, his eyes so murky with desire. “Then show me.” 
You blink, confused for a moment with a frown burrowing on your lips, and Hinata kisses your small pout as he mumbles against your mouth. “Lift your skirt for me, baby.” 
Oh. 
You shake as he kisses you gently, slowly, and so softly before you pull back to do just as you were told—your hands a little shaky with just how affected you are—as you tug at the bottom hem of your skirt to bring it up and over your waist, revealing pink panties that are already a little soaked. 
“Oh, sweetheart,” Hinata groans, low, as his eyes take in the small damp spot seeping from the center of your panties, and he runs the pad of his thumb from your covered clit and down your slit, feeling just how hot and wet you are through the thin fabric. 
Then he brings his eyes back up with a small, teasing smile, and your stomach flutters. “I haven’t even done anything to you yet.” 
You huff out a breath, clearly a little embarrassed of how obviously affected you are. “Shut up.” 
But that just makes him snort softly, and he hooks two fingers to pull your panties to the side, revealing your bare pussy that’s all sticky and shiny from your arousal. 
“Look how pretty you are,” Hinata drawls, almost entrapped with the way his eyes are admiring your pussy, and his other hand comes to run his middle finger—that’s long and thick—through your pillowy folds, gathering your fluids towards your little clit, while the excess of your juices leaks onto yours and his thighs. “Such a messy pussy too.” 
Who would’ve thought that the Hinata Shouyou would have a mouth like that? 
Because you certainly didn’t when you first met him in Brazil. 
He seemed nice—innocent, actually. 
It’s why you felt so safe and carefree around him when you two talked. 
It’s also why you agreed to come back to his place for the night—only your perceptions of him to be completely turned a whole 180 when you realize that he’s a different person in bed. 
Still sweet and caring, yes, but god—he knew how to make you feel so heated and exposed with such simple words. 
And that was months ago.
Now look at where you guys are. 
You whine as you try closing your legs—but that’s futile when he’s got you all spread out from the strength of his thighs—and he laughs quietly at your embarrassment as you rest your forehead on his shoulder. 
“Don’t be shy,” Hinata cups you over your cunt, feeling just how soft your pussy is, and he puts pressure against your clit with the palm of his hand. “I like it when it’s all wet, sweetheart.” 
He kisses the side of your head, almost soothingly, and he grinds his palm up to rub it against your engorged clit, his voice a throaty whisper against your ear. “You feel so good like this, you know.” 
You shudder, electric sparks of heat shooting up your spine as he continues to grind his palm against your pussy, getting it soaked and drooling all over his hand and fingers, and it has your eyes rolling back as you let out small moans. 
“Can you cum like this?” He asks that, all sweet yet there’s a hint of a demand in there, as he kisses your ear. “Get my hand all messy for me, baby?” 
You let out a shaky groan, and your hips begin to move in sync with his hand, bringing that tight coil in your belly to grow more and more until it’s so close to exploding—
And Hinata gets your cunt all drenched as his palm spreads your juices everywhere—making your pussy all sloppy as he brings you to your first orgasm—
“Shit—” You gasp, all wet and needy, when you feel one of his fingers dip inside you, and Hinata is so damn quick to curl his finger to rub your g-spot, causing stars to shoot behind your eyes and liquid fire bursts from your clit—
“There you go,” Hinata coos, strumming the inside of your walls as he gropes your pussy, sounding throaty as his lips brush against your ear. “You’ve always been good at listening to me.”
God—
Your mouth opens with a silent moan as your orgasm ripples through you—suddenly and harshly—and you cum on his hand, fluids leaking everywhere that you get all slippery with how wet you are.
And Hinata works you through it, his free hand coming to hold your hip—his fingers dig into your flesh—just mesmerized at how pretty you sound at the moment. 
It’s when he feels you grunt from overstimulation that he pulls his hand away, and you let out a huge breath as your body goes limp against him and—
And then you hear him hum as something close to the sound of sucking catches your ears—and your turn your head to watch with wide eyes as he licks his hand, groaning at the taste of you. 
“Get up.” 
You blink dazedly at him, still feeling the aftershocks of your orgasm with your cunt still throbbing, and he must’ve noticed the confusion on your face as he chuckles breathlessly, giving you a chaste kiss—and fuck, you can faintly taste yourself on his lips. 
“Don’t look so confused, now, baby,” Hinata smirks against you, and your heart makes a small leap as he kisses you again. Slowly. “I’m not done with you yet.” 
That’s another thing about Hinata that surprised you—
Is that all of his passion and eagerness you’ve seen on the court as he plays volleyball—
That all translates well into how he is with you in bed—because he never just stops at one orgasm. 
And tonight is no different. 
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noyasmashing · 27 days
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Beyond the Net
CW: Fem reader, overstimulation, a bit of tears, thigh riding, that’s it tbh
A/N: I don’t see many fics for Sub!Hinata, so here’s a quick drabble.
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You and Shoyo had been dating for awhile now, a relationship that began with cautious steps due to his shy nature. Between his reserved demeanor towards girls and the relentless demands of volleyball, the initial stages were slow to unfold. However, as the frenzy of their athletic pursuits settled, a physical connection began to blossom between you.
Shoyo is by default a sensitive man. Immersed in volleyball, Hinata often neglects the simple acts of self-care.
A simple peck on the lips was enough to send Shoyo into a flurry of blushes and stutters, his innocence evident in every shy glance and hesitant touch. Even the slightest use of tongue would elicit a shameful yet undeniable response from him—a massive boner.
In those moments of embarrassment, when you inevitably teased or questioned him about his reactions, Shoyo would find himself on the brink of tears, fumbling for excuses as he tugged at his shirt in a futile attempt to hide his vulnerability.
However, the tide turned when he discovered that you found his reactions endearing, even arousing. Suddenly, he was putty in your hands, eagerly awaiting your every command.
Shoyo would willingly comply with any directive you issued. Tell him the only thing he’s getting off to is your bare thighs, exposed by your mini skirt, and he’s straddling one without complaining.
Watching him tremble with desire as he tentatively thrust himself against you, his moans pleasure louder than expected, was a sight to behold. His innocent request to cum after only being against you for two minutes at most was just adorable.
Since he’s such a good boy, treat him to some overstimulation. With his back pressed against your chest as he sat between your thighs, even if it meant he couldn't see your pretty face as you coo’d in his ear.
And once you have ensured his mind was blissfully blank, make sure to pamper him with a hot bath and an abundance of affectionate kisses! To show how much of a good boy he had been, just for you.
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yuyinesque · 12 days
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VARIOUS | 𝗉𝗋𝖾-𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗉!𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗄𝗒𝗎𝗎 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗌 𝗏𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖺 𝗐𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗌, 𝘱𝘵. 𝘰𝘯𝘦.
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⚘ précis. ≡ you simply wondered if your boyfriend tsukishima, tanaka, kozume, or hinata knows what bra wires are used for.
⚘ disclaimers. ≡ afab!reader, no fem-aligned sobriquets or race implications (accidentally used the black hand in tanaka’s, ignore it lol).
⚘ category. ≡ sfw text convos.
𖦥 m.list. oc.list
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TSUKISHIMA KEI.
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RYUNOSUKE TANAKA.
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HINATA SHOYO.
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KOZUME KENMA.
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yuyinesque | translate with permission & peruse without theft.
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forusomimiya · 4 months
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@shojislady ship & prompt: “Suck” w/ Shoyo Hinata ˚₊˚✧🍊✧˖°☀️
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“This cock isnt going to suck itself”
Wow. Did he really say that?
Well… nothing new. This bastard must have learned something new on his trip to Brazil that he's come to teach it to you by having you there, kneeling under his feet, with him just sitting on the couch, shirtless, looking at you like the fun toy you are.
"Suck”
But before that, you smirked as you watched him dominate you, believing it to be almost nil. Because yes, to you he would always still be a poor innocent boy incapable of ruling over anyone.
"You´re enjoy it?" you asked daring him with your glance, and all because you knew he might try to hide his innocence but not his shyness. It always ended badly. For him, of course.
"Yeah… only you know how I like it" And there he was, "discreetly" covering his face, avoiding direct contact with your eyes, biting the back of his hand as he struggled not to raise his hips every time his tip touched the beginning of your throat. "Shit—"
His other hand, which rested propped on the seat of the couch next to him, clutched at the cloth and squeezed as you pushed him over the edge one more time.
"Again?" you asked him.
"No… Don't do it ag—" Too late. The spasms of his cock screamed for you to sink into him and stay there, feeling him trembling as your heat hugged him and dripped into your mouth. You helped yourself with one of your hands to hold him deeper. You knew he liked it. You just had to see the way, dejectedly, he let his head fall back and his chest caught air a little more and more. "I'm just right there… just right there just right there…"
He turned to look at you and cursed himself for it.
"Oh fuck, you´d better swallow it" he said, and dropped his head again as at last his hips moved freely and rammed your mouth.
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doingitforbokuto · 11 months
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Changes
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-> HINATA SHOUYOU X FEMALE!READER
Summary: Hinata has changed a lot since he graduated high school and came to Brazil. He has had a lot of fun with other girls since he got here - why shouldn't he try his luck with you?
Words: 1.398
Warnings: groping, dubcon
Hinata starts having fun in Brazil. Before, he was used to being the small kid everyone thought was kinda cute but never a guy girls would be drooling over, fighting to go on a date with. It probably came down to his size, his biggest insecurity throughout all those years. Even later, when he overcame it in volleyball he never truly overcame the impression other people had of him and the way they constantly underestimated him and thought he was younger than he truly was. In the later months of high school, when puberty started being a bit kinder on his body and made his shoulders broader, his arms thicker with muscle, he still looked like a kid. Even when girls gave him chocolates for valentine's day or confessed to having a crush on him, he could tell what they were thinking. That he was cute.
He tried not to let it bother him but deep down, it always did. So when he came to Brazil and started becoming even taller, broader and stronger, he experienced something for the first time. Never before had he had girls looking up at him, batting their eyelashes like those sexy women in the movies did. Now, they bite their lips, touch him in subtle ways that still express their desire for him. No one had ever behaved like that around him. Like they want him to touch them, to ruin them. They aren't looking for him to be nice to them, they are looking for him to be a little rough with them and he was more than happy to do just that. 
He is still nice, of course. He likes treating a girl nicely, smiling at her, giving her compliments, offering advice when needed. It's just that he also liked getting a little rough every now and then. He enjoyes the new power his now grown up body gives him.
And now that he met you, he enjoyes it maybe a bit more than he should. You met at the beach where he was - as usual - playing volleyball. Hinata caught you glancing at him, admiring the way his tan skin glowed in the sun. You were trying not to stare but still, he could tell. 
"Do you want me to show you a move or two?" He aks you after he casually walked over to you. 
The sun is bright in your eyes and you have to squint to look up at him from where you are sitting in the sand. When you came to the beach you were really only planning to relax a little and enjoy the warm weather but this - spending time with one of the most handsome men at the beach - sounds a lot better than your original plan. Even if it does involve exercising in the blistering heat. 
But to your surprise he leads you down to a more secluded part of the beach. A few trees throw a little bit of shade, a few tall rocks set you apart from the rest of the beach, so high that no one can even see you. The once so loud voices seem dull and far away now. 
"It's a bit easier learning new things when you don't have a bunch of people staring at you, isn't it?" Hinata smiles at you so brightly that you don't even think of questioning his motives. I mean, why else would he have brought you here? 
The moves he shows you are easy enough and truly is a great teacher. Every little detail is observed by him and he never misses a mistake but still he is kind when explaining them to you. He passes the ball to you and tells you how to properly receive the ball. You're not exceptionally bad at it, but it isn't easy either. The ball never seems to fly the way you want it to. 
"Here, let me show you," he jogs over to you and shows you how to place your arms correctly. 
He's standing behind you, maybe a little closer than he should but it doesn't matter, right? Otherwise he would be able to move your hands in the right position, you tell yourself. It doesn't matter that you can feel his warm breath on your neck and your cheek, that his touch erects goosebumps on your skin despite the heat. It doesn't matter that when he retracts his hands he lets them brush against your shoulders and then, when he shows you how to properly squat down while receiving, against the sides of your breasts. You must be imagining it. He probably barely even brushed against you and you're just overthinking it. Aren't you? 
But you don't have time to truly think about it. All you can focus on right now is not whimpering when he places his hands on your hips and pushes you down, lightly and yet strong enough to make it clear that there is no other way for your body to move but the way that he wants it to. Not that you want to do anything but. 
"See," suddenly his voice seems to be a lot rougher, deeper, yet quieter, "if you squat down like that, you'll have a much better angle on the ball when it comes down." 
His body is closer now than ever. His chest is pressing up against your back, you could swear you could feel his hips brushing against your ass. 
All you can do is nod, biting your lip to suppress another whimper that wanted to escape you. Hopefully he wouldn't be able to see the blood rushing into your cheeks. You can already feel the adrenaline rushing through you, your quickened heartbeat was pumping your blood everywhere, to your face, your sweaty hands.. your crotch, your breasts.. maybe you should have worn another bikini, not the thin one you are wearing right now. Already your nipples are starting to harden with the way he is turning you on and you are sure that they would already be noticeable to him if he is to look down. 
"I think-" Is his breath even closer to your neck now? You feel like his lips are only a few millimeters away from you, as if he was leaning down to kiss you. "- I think if you move a little this way.." 
You are not prepared for him to move you over to the side the way that he does. With one finger slipping under the thin lining of your bikini panties, pulling them up and away from your skin. The fabric over your crotch is immediately pulled taut, the pressure on your clit impossible to ignore. The moan that slips from you is louder than you want it to be - you don't want it to be heard at all - but since you've been suppressing all your needy, desperate noises, you just can't help yourself. 
"Oh.. does that feel good?" 
Somehow, you've landed against his chest, with his lips right next to your ear. Your legs must have given out a little and let you stumble backwards against him. You can only nod. Deep inside your brain something is telling you that this is weird and wrong, definitely happening too fast but you don't care. The whole time you've been trying not to stare, not to flirt, not to give into your feeling. But now they've been set free, and the only thing you can think about is the pulsing need between your legs and the delicious, mind-numbing pleasure you get from the little bit of friction he is giving you by still pulling your panties up. So, when he asks you if it feels good, obviously you have to nod. There is nothing else for you left to do. 
Lucky for you, his big, warm arm wraps around your waist and keeps you from falling to the ground. You've literally fallen right into his arms. 
"You want me to make you feel good? Even better than just now?" 
"Uh-huh." You can't even form complete sentences now. 
Hinata smiles at how cute and helpless you are, your hands weakly grabbing onto his forearm for purchase. He's got you under his spell now and he knows it. But don't you worry, he really will make you feel good. 
After all, he is still nice. 
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stawbeemilk · 1 month
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⤷ relationship headcanons – hq
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✩ characters: hinata, bokuto, tendou
✩ warnings: f!reader
✩ a/n: i had so much fun writing the first part so i'm doing more!! i love these three so much it's actually insane
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⭑ hinata
⤷ you two are so cute together it's almost sickening, you're definitely that couple who everyone is lowkey jealous of because of how utterly infatuated you are with each other
⤷ hinata literally adores you so much, he sometimes annoys his friends and teammates because of how much he talks about you
⤷ he tries to dial it back but he can't help it, he just loves you so much— you and volleyball occupy pretty much all of his thoughts <3
⤷ hinata is literally a ray of sunshine, he always knows how to make you feel better when you're having a bad day
⤷ likes to send you good morning and good night texts when the two of you are apart, it's his way of showing you that he's thinking of you
⤷ he definitely prefers to be the little spoon when cuddling, but gets super embarrassed if you ever mention it in front of anyone
⤷ hinata thinks you look adorable in his clothes, whenever you put on one of his t-shirts and it's all loose and oversized on you it makes him weak in the knees— you're just too cute <3
⤷ he can't explain why but he gets so flustered whenever you wear his jersey and will start blushing and fumbling his words
⤷ loves to randomly pick you up and spin you around, lifting you so effortlessly as if you weigh nothing to him
⤷ lets you do his makeup because he gets to see your face up close, he thinks you look so pretty when you're focused and will have a lovesick grin plastered on his face the entire time
⤷ likes doing chores with you such as cleaning the house or buying groceries together, but every time you go shopping he somehow always manages to get lost and you end up spending half of the trip looking for each other
⤷ hinata is always showering you with compliments, and will call you beautiful at least three times a day
⤷ overall a huge sweetheart <3
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⭑ bokuto
⤷ when bokuto falls in love, he falls hard— he adores absolutely everything about you and genuinely thinks the world of you
⤷ he's a very affectionate boyfriend, definitely gives the best hugs and makes you feel so safe when he wraps those beefy arms around you <3
⤷ he loves pda and will happily kiss you regardless of who's watching, but only if you're okay with it!! he never wants to make you uncomfortable and will definitely tone it down if you ask him to
⤷ bokuto can't sleep without you, when the two of you are away from each other he always has to call you and listen to your voice or else he won't be able to sleep
⤷ whenever you're sad he will do everything in his power to try and cheer you up or comfort you— likes to break out the puppy dog eyes if you refuse to tell him why you're upset
⤷ if you have an argument, he's always the first to apologise, even if he wasn't in the wrong
⤷ the first time you took him to a yakiniku restaurant on a date he very nearly got down on one knee and proposed to you
⤷ no matter how busy bokuto is with volleyball, he always manages to make time for you
⤷ he loves when you come to his games and cheer for him, and whenever he scores a point he'll make a heart with his hands at you
⤷ regardless of whether the team wins or loses, you always give him the biggest hug afterwards and tell him how proud of him you are
⤷ bokuto enjoys watching you do your skincare routine and will be over the moon when you ask him if he wants to do it with you
⤷ he would be lying if he said he understood what any of your products actually were, but he loves the feeling of you applying all the different creams and serums to his face
⤷ he's such a golden retriever bf
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⭑ tendou
⤷ tendou still doesn't understand how he managed to end up with someone as gorgeous as you, he honestly thinks he's the luckiest guy on earth
⤷ literally worships the ground you walk on
⤷ he still can't believe he gets to wake up next to you, and he sometimes has to pinch himself in the morning to make sure he isn't dreaming
⤷ the first time you called him handsome he cried
⤷ tendou gets so excited if you're someone who also likes anime, the two of you binge watch so many shows together and he'll talk about his favourite characters with you for hours
⤷ takes you on cute little café and park dates
⤷ he's also quite spontaneous and will do things like randomly surprise you with tickets to disneyland or the eiffel tower
⤷ likes to sneak up behind you and scare you for absolutely no reason, he thinks it's so cute when you get mad at him for it
⤷ tendou actually gets really insecure if he catches someone else flirting with you— it's not that he doesn't trust you, because he does more than anything, it's just that there's always a voice in the back of his mind telling him you could do so much better than him </3
⤷ needs a lot of cuddles and reassurance from you, please tell him that he's good enough and that you love him just the way he is
⤷ if you have a sweet tooth, he likes to surprise you by bringing you little chocolates home from work <3
⤷ he's so touched starved, when the two of you first started dating it caught him so off guard when you would show him affection
⤷ but as time went on and he grew accustomed to your touch it wasn't long before he revealed his clingy side to you— asking you for cuddles and kisses all the time and sending you texts while he's at work saying that he misses you
⤷ protect him
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⤷ please do not repost my works on any other sites!
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sakustars · 1 year
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HQ!! BOYS AS TROPES
sfw; fluff; gn!reader; child/parenting(?) in sakusa’s
ft: hinata, tanaka, atsumu, sakusa, osamu
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you never thought you’d survive long distance with hinata. but seeing him at the airport after so long made every sombre facetime and pillow cuddled at night worth it.
a mutual run-up to each other resulted in a large crash, engulfing each other in your arms, pressing your face into his neck pillow and attempting to stop his suitcases falling over.
distantly, you registered a couple teenagers filming, no doubt to post on social media for all the fans hinata had started gathering after being announced as an upcoming member of msby black jackals.
but you were too wrapped up in squeezing him as close as possible, though you were already pressed flush, and breathing him in, to acknowledge them.
the one-sided enemies to lovers with tanaka started with a misunderstanding. poor boy saw you talking to kiyoko about homework and instantly saw you as competition.
he would butt into conversations between you and the manager and watch you around school — to make sure you weren’t doing anything bad!
however, eventually, in one conversation he’d interrupted, you laughed a little too sweetly at something he’d said, and you were looking a little too fine walking to second period maths.
since then, he was whipped, but took a while to confess to you, much too nervous that you would hate him because of his bad behaviour when you first met. but thankfully, you returned his feelings.
childhood friends to lovers was a natural progression with atsumu. though, you couldn’t exactly pinpoint the moment you actually fell.
maybe when you were five, carefully plastering a dinosaur bandaid over his knee after he fell off his bike. he had been looking up at you with watery eyes and a wobbly lip, with an awestruck expression that had even your tiny heart picking up.
or maybe love came with the relief when you found out that you were going to the same highschool. going to separate schools and falling out of contact was a very real fear, so learning that you would still be walking with him everyday was a huge reassurance.
but you had fallen for definite by your third year, when he finally confessed to you with an over-the-top bouquet on valentines day after escaping his fangirls, proven by your immediate acceptance and pouncing on him for a kiss.
you had never considered yourself to want to get involved with a child, but that all changed when single dad sakusa walked into swim lessons with his little boy.
you worried about coming off as unprofessional, waiting to make sure he was definitely subtly flirting back with you before you decided to make a move.
fortunately, sakusa beat you to the punch, asking you to dinner after his son earned his 20metre badge, as ‘appreciation for your hard work’
when you started dating for real, his son was ecstatic, you had been his favourite instructor, though getting him to call you your name instead of l/n-san had been a struggle at the beginning — and you definitely didn’t cry the first time he referred to you as his parent.
now it was a usual sight in the morning to see him sat on the kitchen counter as you poured his cereal, still in pyjamas, with sakusa latched onto your back like a barnacle, muttering how pretty you looked into your bedhead.
owning the flower shop across from osamu’s restaurant was a mutual benefit. you got discounted onigiri at a walking distance, and he got to stare at your pretty face through the windows separating you.
you also couldn’t deny the growing feelings you were harbouring for the man — he was handsome, and kind, and fed you.
it all happened one night when he had invited you and some others to stay late at his restaurant to watch a game his brother was playing on the tv. you had prepared a beautiful bouquet of sunflowers and orange tulips as a thank you.
the night progressed and your cheeks had heated from the couple shots of saké you had indulged in. you had been sat at the front of the kitchen, watching his back flex as he chopped ingredients for the next day, and muttered a bit too loudly — “god, just go out with me already.”
of course he had heard you, and now the both of you were blushing heavily as he wrote his number down on a notepad and organised to meet for coffee the following sunday.
🪐 a/n: reblogs, likes and comments r very appreciated <3
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buccini555 · 8 months
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— 𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬!
⊹ . ♡ ۫ . Headcanons of what it would be like to have Emma Sano and Hinata Tachibana as best friends
✩‧₊˚➳ H e a d c a n o n s !
₍ᐢ. .⑅ᐢ₎ 𝑭𝒕. Emma Sano and Hinata Tachibana
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✩‧₊˚ You spend a lot of time together, usually, you go out to parks or shopping, or just stay at home watching movies or reading.
✩‧₊˚ You guys love slumber parties and have parties like this on a regular basis, it's usually Emma who organizes everything and it always turns out perfect.
✩‧₊˚ They are protective of you, always give you all the support in the world, try to give you good advice and want to protect you from all possible harm.
✩‧₊˚ You wear friendship bracelets, sometimes you wear matching profile pictures, as each one has a different style, it's a way to match.
✩‧₊˚ You love shopping and take a lot of pictures together, you also like to talk about the most varied subjects possible, you have a lot of intimacy, that's why you also usually talk about girls or boys.
✩‧₊˚ They are jealous, they don't like to see you with other people, but they accept it, your friendship is extremely healthy and there is a lot of companionship between you.
✩‧₊˚ Emma loves to choose her clothes, shoes and accessories, besides that, she loves to do makeup on you or at least put some lip gloss on your mouth, she does the same with Hina, both are extremely vain.
✩‧₊˚ Hina always helps you with a lot of issues, whether it's school, personal life or any other problem you have, she's the kind of friend who listens to all your outbursts and does everything to help you, Emma is also very understanding, they like to take care of you and ensure your well-being, you know you can count on them for everything so you feel extremely safe having them in a friendship.
✩‧₊˚ You have a lot of pictures together, Emma loves taking pictures of you and everywhere you go they take pictures, plus you keep a group just to send funny pictures or things like.
✩‧₊˚ The two are affectionate, you usually give each other gifts, they know exactly all the things you like, so they do their best to please you, Hina is the one who shows the most affection and Emma is the most protective, together , they are the best friends you could ever have.
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wake-uptoreality · 2 years
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HQ boys seeing you at the first time
SAKUSA-> the msby/Schweden edlers match. He couldn't take his eyes off of your figure as you walked past him, smiling at the opposing team as you told them how great they put up the fight. Sakusa's eyes darkened as he saw how your hands wrapped around Kageyama's giant figure, the blue-eyed couldn't help but blush. He didn't blame him though, because you were looking deadly gorgeous. Everything about you just made his whole body tremble. The unfamiliar feelings and nervousness built up in his stomach. He couldn't understand himself. He didn't even know your name and you made him feel like a total idiot. But he was determined to get it from you.
AKAASHI-> Akaashi Keiji always wanted to work in the literature department, but Unlucky for him, the position was taken by someone. he was really upset and angry about it. He didn't wanna know this person and hoped to never have interaction. But how can he be jealous of you, when you stood like a goddess in front of him? Confidently spoke with him as you looked in some papers. Lips softly moved every time the words came out of your pretty mouth. Your beautiful eyes looked up at him as you chuckled about something that Akaashi didn't hear because he was too lost in your beauty. He understood why you got his position. Damn if he was a boss he would do the same decision. When you were about to walk away, he held your arm and gently smiled at you. " L/n-san, after work do you want to go out with me? I know a good cafe just down the street"
HINATA-> The bar was so full of people that it was hard to breathe. But his breathing got worse when he saw you on the dance floor with your small group of friends. Your hips seductively swayed at the rhythm of the loud music. It was like you were born to dance and bless him with your beautiful movements. He gulped down the liquid as it burnt his throat, hoping to gain some confidence to talk to you. Walking up to you dizzy, he fell straight in your arms. Hinata looked at you shocked and quickly jumped up. You were quite stunned by how high he jumped. He got more nervous and nervous just standing in front of you. You just looked so so pretty in the (clothes you prefer). "M-My name is Hinata Shoyou a-and I-blurghh!!" "Ewww somebody get this guy out of here, he just vomited on the girl!!" It was an embarrassing start.
OIKAWA-> The manager of San Juan who spoke Japanese was a bingo for Oikawa Tooru. But plus hot? It felt like he won the lottery. Meeting with you was the best thing (even teasing Iwa-chan). You were perfect in every way. You could just snap your fingers and all the members would kneel in front of you. The first time when the couch said your name, his eyes widened at the sight. you running towards them with a big smile plastered on your lips. Was he fangirling? Hell yeah. Was he falling in love? Hell yeah. He just melted in your sweet and warm aura as you happily spoke Japanese and were you good at it? Fuck yeah. He held himself to not just kneel and marry you right there, but it would be weird to do that of course. So maybe in the future?
BOKUTO-> Bokuto Koutarou liked walking with his grey, owl slippers and I don't mean it in his house, most of all he wore them to the convenience store when he was too lazy to put the shoes like a normal person. He didn't care about the weird looks the people gave him, since he was the densest person on the planet. But when he saw you doing the same thing as him, his mind screamed 'soulmates!!!'. The only problem was that... YOU WERE TOO DAMN GORGEOUS!! The owl-head was the most outgoing person, he knew about that. He spoke everything he wanted with everyone. But when Bokuto saw you, he just freaking lost his tongue. Finally, he somehow got your attention by waving his hand for five minutes. First, you looked at him confused, but when he awkwardly pointed at his feet, you couldn't help but let out a heart-Warming chuckle. He was pretty sure he could hear his heartbeat drum in his reddened ears. You bowed and walked away to the other direction, leaving the enchanted man open-mouthed. Yap, you two were definitely soulmates. That means that you would meet again, right?
KAGEYAMA-> Kageyama Tobio was cursing himself for ever listening to Hinata. This dating app was so so stupid! He was calming himself to not just threw his phone out of the open window, because he couldn't understand anything at all. He got a notification from the random girls but didn't even look through it. His thoughts were suddenly becoming opposite as he met with your profile. You looked stunning. Really Really stunning. He gulped as his shaky finger pressed down on the profile, and a few pictures appeared on the screen. You looked more and more beautiful in each of them. Posing yourself prettily as Kageyama had every access to see your pretty features. The face that melted his stubborn heart, which was aced for a lot of years. He searched on Google on how to start a normal conversation with a random person to not just scared them, as he started typing a text. "Hello, I hope your foot smells good :)" It kinda looked weird and nice at the same time? But he nervously bit his lip at the laughing emojis you sent him and texted him he was a pretty funny guy. Yes! It was working! And also if anything it was too late to back out.
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shoyoist · 1 year
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content: f!reader. manhandling, unprotected rough sex, body marking. petnames princess + sunshine, implied multiple orgasms. an: @han-shinsuke & @shcyc tagging you both bec y'all fuel my shoyo obsession ♡
⠀⠀⠀ — . 。˚ ♡ shoyo only tolerates tears of pleasure in your eyes.
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hinata shoyo who scoops you into his arms, lips pressing gentle kisses under your jaw and into the side of your neck, as soon as he sees that you're upset.
his first course of action, each time he catches the wobble of your lips and the wear in your eyes — is to drown you in his affections and fuck you senseless on his cock, so that no matter what it is that's bothering you, it's forgotten and out of your mind by the time he's done with you.
undressing you with a few tugs on strings and fabric, he steps back and takes his own clothes off, showing off to you his thickly sculpted arms and beautifully muscled body — giving you that signature rogueish grin when he catches how you can't help but stop and stare.
"shhhh," he warns into your skin when you let out a whimper, as he lays you on the bed and pushes your legs apart, settling comfortably between them and grinding his bare cock over your clothed cunt, making you arch into the delicious stimulation. "let me take care of you, baby."
and you nearly forget what was on your mind in an instant, when you feel his warm, calloused fingers tug your panties aside — when you feel the thick, heavy head of his cock press against your pussy.
"princess 's so pretty," he hums, hands grabbing at your waist, at your tits, as he kisses your lips and moans into your mouth.
he ruts himself against you, the length of his cock dragging over your clit as he teases, wanting you to beg him to put it in. "my pretty, precious lil sunshine."
he touches you without hesitation or control, squeezing at your plush thighs, mouth wandering from your lips to your neck to your chest — he eats you all up without even putting his dick into you yet, determined to take your breath away and render you fucked dumb.
and god, when he finally slides his cock into your cunt, that's drooling slick and aching to be filled by the time he finally gives it to you?
he splits you open, your legs thrown over his shoulders and your arms wrapped around his neck as he kisses your cheek, sinking himself balls deep into you in one go. and when you cry out, overwhelmed by the searing stretch and the ultimate bliss of feeling so stuffed — he giggles into the crook of your neck and gives you a little thrust—
a roll of his hips that bumps his tip against your cervix, and throws stars into your eyes.
"'s that feel good?" he asks, knowing already that it feels like heaven when your cunt spasms around his cock, when your nails dig into his back and scrape at the skin and muscle. your mouth falls open to let out breathy moans that stutter with each thrust of his cock into you, but he asks again. "feels good, sunshine?"
"mhm, mhm!" you gasp, spreading your legs further apart and angling your hips into a better position underneath him, wanting him deeper and deeper.
"that's good," he smiles, giving you a soft kiss that's such a wide contrast to how hard his hips slap against yours, and he throws his head back to moan when you tighten around him again. "mmgh, feel better like this, mhm? not sad anymore?"
you can't think properly, much less speak — each time you open your mouth, the air is knocked from your lungs by his next thrust, that makes your tits bounce and your clit throb as he shoves his fat cock deep into your little cunt, and all you can give him is a pitchy "anh—ngh, feels good!"
which is good enough, hinata supposes, feeling his orgasm drawing close — and he slows down, wanting you to cum before he does, angling his own hips into you so he hits that sweet spot of yours with every thrust.
your clit throbs when his pelvis slaps against the puffy little bud, and you moan louder, wanting more, more — wanting to cum.
the way he'd drawn your thoughts away from your worries and towards his body and what pleasure he could give you was seamless, genius, really — but your shoyo knows you so well. knows how much you love him and his cock. knows that no matter what it is, he can help you get your mind off it by giving you a good fuck.
he'll help you fix whatever problem your facing too, of course — but that's for later, when you're feeling better and more prepared to face it.
for now, he's going to fuck you and then clean you up and lay you down for a nap.
"g'nna cum soon, hm?" he breathes, feeling how your pussy clenches around him, how your body arches with anticipation into his.
"mm," you nod, begging with your eyes for him to make you cum, for him to give it to you and make a mess out of you. "need it, shoyo—hah, need it."
"you'll get it, sunshine." he laughs, kissing you again, one hand sliding over to palm at your tits again. "easy does it."
he'll give you your orgasm — send you to heaven, let you touch the stars and kiss you down from your high, and he'll do it again.
he'll do it again, and again, and again — till you're nothing but a fucked out, little mess under him, peppered with kisses and bites, pussy leaking with cum.
till your pretty little head's all empty and there's nothing in there that can worry you or put that sad expression on your face again.
"mhm—shit, there we go. feels so good." he groans, as you slide your fingers into the fiery curls of his hair and pull his face down into your neck, wanting him to feel your pulse against his lips.
"there we go, cum f'me, sunshine—fuck."
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pfpanimes · 10 months
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⌕ HAPPY B-DAY HINATA.
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schelamski · 3 months
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Hinata Shoyo in "On and about with the hq-boys"🛫
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-a series of airport drabbles.
Part I: Sakusa Kiyoomi
Part II: Kita Shinsuke
Part III: Azumane Asahi
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
“My friends get so annoyed by how much I talk about you sometimes”
“Y/n, I can’t wait to see you again tomorrow!”
Tomorrow you’d pick your boyfriend up from the airport. The time spent apart wasn’t that long, however it was the first time since you entered this relationship that you had to sleep alone for a whole week.
“Me too Shoyo, I´ll be there to pick you up!”
Facetime was one of your favorite inventions this week, otherwise you wouldn’t be able to communicate that easily right now. Still, it wasn’t the same as talking in person, which you were reminded of when you heard voices talking to your boyfriend that you couldn’t quite understand.
“Boo who’s that?”
Before Shoyo was able to answer you heard some male voices laughing.
“Uhhh that’s Hinata’s girlfriend, you’re seriously talking to her again?”
“Yes, I am. Just because you guys are jealous, I’m going to make the phone-call extra-long”
“Shoyo are those your teammates?”
“Yes, they are. I guess my friends get so annoyed by how much I talk about you sometimes, but I don’t mind!”
“That´s nice of you to say, but I want you to enjoy the time you have with your friends on away-games, so let’s talk tomorrow okay?”
“Okay, talk to you tomorrow, I miss you!”
“Miss you too, now go and have fun!”
A few sips into his glass of beer you were the only topic Hinata was talking about, all to the disdain of his teammates.
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
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Setting Up Love: Asking Haikyuu!! Characters Out
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CW: Nishinoya, Yamaguchi, Kenma, Sugawara, lots of blushing, no nsfw this time!
A/N: Been dying to write about more Kenma so ofc I had to sneak him in there
Nishinoya: If Nishinoya had a crush on you, he'd be completely delusional about it, and to make matters worse, Tanaka would only encourage him. Did you ask him what day it was in class? Yep, according to him, you're head over heels but too shy to admit it.
And despite all his bravado, he'd be utterly taken aback if you asked him out on a date. Picture red ears, stuttering words, and avoiding your gaze out of sheer nerves.
Once you're deep in conversation on your date, he'd start with the cheesiest pickup lines. If you happened to bite your lip, he'd insist on kissing it better. I wouldn't be surprised if this man proposed to you with a candy ring pop.
But when it's just the two of you, his confident façade would vanish. He'd become all whiny and desperate for your touch. Pinning him against a wall and kissing him would literally make his knees buckle.
Yamaguchi: While Yamaguchi tends to be shy around others, he can become quite chatty when you catch him alone without Tsukishima around. I have a feeling he'd be really into J-pop/K-pop, so if you share that interest, you guys would hit it off instantly.
When you started talking more, he might have assumed it was because you liked Tsukishima. But if you were to ask him on a date? Oh boy, he'd be giggling all shyly.
Of course, he'd probably suggest going to a cafe or an arcade. A cafe date would feel incredibly romantic to him—sitting across from you, sipping a warm latte, engaging in good conversation—it would make him weak in the knees.
Walking him home after and planting a kiss on his lips would catch him off guard. He'd be nervous, worried you might think he's inexperienced and tease him, so he'd try to act like he knows what he's doing.
But if you were to place a hand on his hip and deepen the kiss, he'd pull away, confessing that he likes you so much, and he’s scared that you might not like him back if he’s a bad kisser.
Hinata: Even if Hinata was head over heels for you, that poor boy can be incredibly clueless. Lost in the world of volleyball, if you suggest doing something together, he might just ask you to set for him. 🤦‍♀️
Later on, when someone finally clues him in that you were hinting at something romantic, he'd feel so bad! He'd show up at your desk with your favorite drink and candy in hand, suggesting to go downtown for some fun shopping!
When you guys do go out in public, he'd get incredibly bashful if you wanted to hold his hand. A cool, pretty person like you wanting to hold him?? He'd be over the moon. When you two lock hands or even just link pinkies, he'd feel so calm and secure, never wanting to let go.
Kenma: Kenma could be silently obsessed with you for years without saying a word. It'd be incredibly hard to read him, making it tough to decide whether to make a move.
But when you finally do, he'd give you the warmest smile that instantly erases any doubts you had. However, being shy, he'd prefer to do something at home.
He'd absolutely love baking with you! Creating silly cakes resembling Minecraft or another video game he's into would be a blast for him, and it'd be quite humorous too!
Once your creations are ready for tasting, he'd become shy if you tried to feed him. He couldn't help feeling mushy and embarrassed as he opened his lips for a bite. And if you swiped frosting off his cheek? His whole face would turn red, and he'd want to curl up into a ball.
Sugawara: Sugawara often struggles with feeling like less of a teammate for not being in the starting lineup. So, receiving special attention from someone as attractive and cool in his eyes as you would completely blow his mind.
If you were to ask him to spend quality time together? He'd plan the sweetest little picnic and nature walk. On the outside, he'd act chill and fun, but deep down, he'd be freaking out.
And if you casually complimented him? Oh boy, his face would turn as red as Tendo's hair, trying not to lose his cool. The way you praise him so casually, as if he should know how amazing he is, makes him feel incredibly special. He'd just want to be wrapped in your arms while you showered him with kisses all over.
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hii ! I really luv ur writing style and omg it's so cute and sweet and HSKWJWJJAHSUVDSJ !!! ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾ could I request karasuno x shy reader ? sorry if it sounds like a weird request ! 。:゚(;´∩`;)゚:。
:¨ ·.· ¨: ハイキュー!! karasuno meeting the shy reader . . .
`· . ꔫ . . . (hinata, kageyama, tsukishima, sugawara.)
a/n: I AM SO SORRY AS TO HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO ANSWER THIS. i got the biggest writer's block, and i lost a bit of my interest in haikyū!!. slowly, but surely, it's coming back, though. THANK YOU ANON FOR YOUR KIND WORDS AND ENJOY READING!!! :D
⚠ warning/s: none.
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SHŌYŌ HINATA
- i firmly believe that opposites attract
- so just know that hinata would be over the moon for you :D!!
- his outgoing personality together with your shy one, PLSSS you two would make such a cute couple
- upon first meeting, hinata was asked (by kiyoko) to try and find students who still weren't in a club, so hinata approached you first
- but when he asked you questions on if you wanted to join the volleyball club as their manager, you kept glancing off to the side, twiddling with your fingers, and sighing like you were uncomfortable
- that was hinata's little cue that maybe you weren't interested :<
- "i apologize.. i- i was already planning to join a different club." you manage to speak out with what little sanity you have left
- hinata's huge signature smile makes a way unto his own face, and you can't help but stare. "it's okay! what club were you planning to join?"
- and the conversation stems from there
- somehow, hinata just has this charm to get anyone to talk, you included ^^
TOBIO KAGEYAMA
- honestly, i can just imagine you and him staring at each other at the vending machine right outside karasuno.
- "did he just take the last box of milk?"
- "she's staring, so i'll stare too."
- then, after looking at his face for a while, you realize that hE'S ACTUALLY A TAD BIT HANDSOME.
- pls you're already weak around normal people, and he just so happens to be some kinda ikemen 😞
- a small peachy blush forms on your cheeks, and you decide that you can just get a new milk box at a different vending machine
- you shuffle away as quickly as possible, but you're interrupted with a: "hey."
- you turn around and see him walking toward you
- "no, no, no, no! is he mad? did i stare at him for too long???"
- "here." kageyama gives you some change, "i notice that you come here every day to get the same drink, but it looks like i took the last one."
- as you watch him walk away, you stare at the change now in your hands
- he was.. nice.
KEI TSUKISHIMA
- get out ☹️
- if i ever got sucked into the hq world, i'm avoiding tsukishima like the plague.
- you two are friends (somehow??) and normally, he'd watch you try to start a conversation with other schoolmates every day
- after your failed attempt at making new friends, tsukishima kinda teases you and.. comforts you??
- "maybe it'll turn out better next time if you actually maintained eye contact." he pats your head
- nvm it was a whole roast.
- you sigh at his words, looking disappointed, and he happens to notice
- "i'll buy you some shortcake if it makes you stop looking so gloomy." and gracefully at that, you nod, ecstatic :D!!
- to your schoolmates, you're the shy girl at the back of the class
- to tsukishima, you're everything and more
KOUSHI SUGAWARA
- you bumped into him while trying to run to the teacher's faculty to submit some papers
- and as you're on the floor, in a daze about what just happened, a sweet voice pulls you outta your thoughts
- you look up and see a boy lending you his own hand. "are you okay?" he asks
- "he's so handsome..!" you thought, taking his hand and getting pulled up
- "y- yes, i'm okay." you say, kneeling down to pick up the papers you dropped as the boy does the same. you can't help but glance at his face a few times
- "what's your name?"
- "y/n l/n. and yours..?"
- "you can call me sugawara." he hands you the papers he picked up with a smile, and you bow to thank him
- as you walk to the faculty room, back on the initial route, you can't help but think about your interaction with sugawara
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