#hinata shoyo imagine

[emmyrosee]

“I need you to know how unbelievably pissed I am at you.”

You interrupt the peaceful folding and stocking of your clothes at your in-laws house with your threat. Immediately, Shoyo tenses up and whips his head to look at you, eyes wide and dancing over your face, waiting for you to continue your rant and fury.

When you don’t, merely continuing to glare at him, he gives a frantic, “what did I do!”

“Lower. Your damn. Voice,” you grit, and his hands clap over his mouth childishly. You take a deep inhale to calm down, “you told, your sweet and old parents…”

He looks at you expectantly again. You flare your nostrils and hike up your voice in an obnoxious nasal:

“We’re huuuuungry!”

Instantly, at your mocking tone, he breaks down into laughter, trying to stifle them to keep your anger at bay.

“So embarrassing!” You snip.

“Baby, we were! They don’t mind, you know that-“

“THEY STARTED COOKING! FOR US!”

“You know they’d rather eat with us than have us go out to eat!”

“Shoyo,” you snarl, rising to your feet and approaching him; with nervous laughter, he shrinks back. “It is eigHT IN THE EVENING, AND YOUR MOTHER IS MAKING NIKUJAGA!” You grab a pillow and start whacking him with it, ignoring his pleas and sheltering arms. “For the love of the gods, she should be relaxing!”

“She’s fine!”

You stop swinging and look down at him in shock. He makes a grab for the pillow and you whip it away, and he whines around some giggles.

“You do not make that decision for her,” you growl, throwing the pillow to the side and shoving him on his back before quickly crawling on top of him. “I would rather us both starve and rot away, before I tell your sweet, old parents that we’re hungry. ESPECIALLY at 20:14.”

“Baby, it’s fine,” he giggles, his hands settling on your hips. “They’re totally fine; you know my mom lives to make you happy!” You cross your arms over your chest, and he snickers as he raises up on his elbows, “just a quick bite to eat, a few laughs, then we can all go to bed, right?”

You exhale through your nose, and he tucks his lips in nervously.

“You know what?” You begin, relaxing your shoulders.

“What?”

“You’re right. You’re right! They’re just cooking. It’s fine.”

“Exactly! They’re fine.”

With that, you swing your legs off of your husband and scurry to the closet, and before he can ask, you grab a random stack of blankets to throw at his head. He screams at the sudden impact.

“Since they can whip up dinner, you can whip me up a bed on the couch. Since APPARENTLY you are just so okay with spontaneous forces of labor.”

He cackles some more as you mimic his “we’re hungry!” at random volumes, putting your clothes away in the drawers until his sweet old mother calls you both to the kitchen to eat, not too dissimilar from how she did when you were younger.

“I’m going to bury you alive,” you snarl at him, leaning into the arm tossed around your shoulders as you make your way down the hall to eat. “Watch your damn back. I’ll put cyanide in your food tomorrow, try me bitch.”

He merely snickers as you threaten him with the most bizarre forms of torture you can conjure, all while the smell of a hot supper fills the air around the house.

based on this video bc I love Lori and Noah 🥺🩷

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[teamatsumu]

kinktober 2023 -> day 9

skinny dipping - hinata shoyo x reader

word count: 772

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Every day was new and exciting if you were dating Hinata Shoyo.

He was a wildcard. With his flaming orange hair, million dollar smile, and stars in his eyes, he could convince you to do pretty much anything with him, no matter how absurd it was. That included getting into a pool and slowly shedding your bathing suits until you were naked in the water, bodies pressing into each other while they floated in the cold.

You would have never agreed to this in a million years, but Shoyo was a very convincing person. Something about the pool being isolated, access granted to only a select few premium hotel guests, and it being nearly 1 in the morning. There was a single light turned on near the entrance to the pool, while the rest were all turned off. It casted soft shadows over you and Shoyo, and that helped you relax a little and slightly forget about your fear of getting caught.

The second factor to your relaxation was two of Shoyo’s fingers buried knuckle deep in you.

You let out a breathy moan into his mouth, one leg wrapped around his bare torso while the other floated freely. The water would have been completely still if it weren’t for the fingers moving inside you, resulting in little ripples following up Shoyo’s arm and breaking through the surface. The cold water muted some of the sensations, but there was no mistaking how good and warm Shoyo felt against you, and how his fingers were persistently pressing into your spongy core.

“Shoyo, more.” You managed to choke out, clawing at his shoulders. He was single handedly holding you afloat in the water at this point, his fingers leaving your pussy at your request and replacing it with something bigger, harder, and way, way thicker.

You would never get used to him, to the stretch of your protesting walls as he forced himself into you. Shoyo was girthy, and no matter how much you prepped, it still burned when he penetrated you. And you loved it dearly. It knocked the breath out of you everytime, including now, even though the water somehow worked to soothe you, surrounding you like a blanket.

Shoyo pushed you back a little until you made contact with the wall of the pool behind you, both of his hands gripping the pool edge in preparation. He made eye contact with you and smiled so softly that your breath hitched and your cheeks flushed. Even in the cold of the water, the love in Shoyo’s smile made your insides simmer with warmth.

“Hold on to me.” He whispered, as if telling you a secret.

And you did. You wrapped your arms tightly around his neck as he began moving in you, as hard and as fast as the water would allow. The shiny surface of it broke around you at Shoyo’s harsh movements, waves rippling away from you and moving down all the way to the other end of the pool. You dropped your head back, resting it on the edge of the pool, the warm cement a stark contrast to the water around you, eyes closing as you focused solely on the pull and drag of Shoyo’s cock, brushing every spot in your walls that drove you insane. Your legs tensed and bent on their own, thighs framing Shoyo’s slim waist and digging into his sides. He hummed and ran a thick stripe over your neck with his tongue, drawing a sigh out of you at the sensation.

Your wet hand dug itself into Shoyo’s even wetter hair, holding on for dear life as you buried your face into his neck, tasting the salt on his skin, a mixture of his sweat and the pool water, biting gently into the muscle until he groaned. Your pussy tightened and squeezed around him as he forced his way into you over and over, your core tightening with every sloppy thrust.

“I’m gonna cum.” He announced, voice sounding shaky and frantic. Your arms tightened around him.

“Me too, baby.” You kissed him, long and hard, moaning into his mouth as your orgasm hit you, slow waves building inside you and coming to a climax, softly luring you to your end, firing up every fiber of your body in a way only Shoyo could. You felt his hips stutter before he finally buried himself deep in you, warmth spilling into you and his cock throbbing frantically inside you as he moaned his way through his own orgasm, before finally stilling.

The gentle lap of the water faded seconds after Shoyo had stopped, leaving you to bask in the quiet of the pool. The only sounds were your little breaths, and the soft smack of your lips against each other, tongues running over each other’s mouths, still tasting each other in the desperate way you often did, not getting enough, never getting enough.

You had never thought possible to be so in love with a man.

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[doingitforbokuto]

Changes

-> 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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[hoejosatoru]

Best Birthday Gift

Parining: Fem! reader x college au! Hinata, Ft. Bokuto

Summary: Hinata has a huge crush on you. He wants you bad. There are just 2 problems: you were dating his best friend, Bokuto, and he was virgin. However, when Bokuto has a little surprise for Hinata’s birthday.

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: Virginity loss (hinata), Hinata has a few pervy thoughts I guess?, pussy job, cum eating, use of good boy, voyeurism kinda, subby Hinata, not proof read. MDNI 

Hinata’s pulse quickened as he shifted his weight from foot to foot, trying to quell the flutters in his stomach. No, he was not on the court for a game. He was at his birthday party, sweating over the little sundress you showed up in. He replayed you hugging him when you showed up, your boobs squishing against...

Stop it, he thought trying to shake the thought out of his head. He couldn’t think about you like that. Not because he thought you were out of his league, which he totally did, but because you were his best friend’s girl friend. Hinata was currently watching you hold on to Boktuo’s arm, looking at him with a suggestive spark in your eyes. He hoped that seeing you with him would shut the thoughts up, but all that was playing in his mind was how badly he wanted you to at him like that. 

He ran a hand through his tangerine hair, cursing himself. He felt guilty for thinking about his friend’s girlfriend like that. And that was one of his more innocent thoughts. He knew it was was wrong, knew that you were totally off limits. No matter how big his crush on you was, he would never, ever do something to get between you and Bokuto. He care about you both too much. Still, that wasn’t enough to get him to stop thinking about how your lips would feel pressed on his nec- okay he really has to stop watching you two.

“Christ, Shoyo, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Hinata startled, not realizing Sakusa had appeared beside him. He was eerily quiet like that. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing,” Hinata grumbled, a little too quickly, tearing his eyes away from you. Sakusa followed where Hinata’s gaze had been, landing on you and Bokuto. He was the most observant and intelligent of Hinata’s college friends, easily putting two and two together.

“Are you jealous?” Sakusa teased, jabbing Hinata’s shoulder.

“I am not jealous,” Hinata responded in a way that Sakusa knew meant he was, in fact, very jealous.

“Oh, Hinata,” Sakusa snickered, taking a sip of his drink. “I always knew you were an idiot, but this is something else.”

“Shut up.” Hinata snatched the drink out of Sakusa’s hand, gulped down a few burning sips, then shoved it back to him. He knew it was freak the germaphobe out. “You’re taste in alcohol sucks.” With that, Hinata stormed off, pouting. 

Some birthday this is, he grumbled to himself. Hinata slid back into he house he shared with his teammates, Sakusa, Bokuto, and Atsumu, shutting the party outside. He flopped down on the couch, downing a drink in the quiet hoping it would ease his frustration. He wasn't sure exactly how long he was sitting there when you appeared in front of him.

“What’re you doing inside, Sho?” Sho. He loved the little nickname you gave him, how sweetly you said it. 

Hinata shrugged, trying to remain calm as you say next to him. “Sakusa was just being a dick.”

“Ugh, he’s always in a shit mood,” you replied. Your thigh was pressed against him, which absolutely did not go unnoticed by Hinata. He felt his face heat up as he shifted nervously, hoping you didn’t notice. “What can I do to make you feel better?” Your words slurred ever so slightly. You were not drink, but definitely buzzed. You were looking at Hinata with big, sweet doe eyes, which made his pants feel tight. The way you were leaning into him made the top of your dress hang lower, giving him an extra peek at your boobs. Fuck, he thought.

“N-nothing, I’m okay.” He wasn’t sure if he sounded as nervous as he felt, or if it just seemed like he was drunk. He was definitely feeling quite tipsy after downing that last drink and prayed you thought it was the latter.

“Oh come on, Sho,” you pressed, placing a hand on his thigh. It was a simple, innocent gesture. You probably hadn’t thought twice about it. But Hinata could feel himself getting hard. “There’s gotta be something I could do.”

Of course, Hinata had a long list of things you could do. Or he could do to you, if he knew how. However, even if you weren’t dating Bokuto, he didn’t think he could ever get himself to say it. See, Hinata’s other issue was that he was a virgin. He knew it shouldn’t matter and that it was totally normal, but all his friends weren’t. Atsumu in particular loved reminding him of that fact. He discussed his numerous hook ups in such detail that Hinata thought he could probably use it as a how-to guide. 

Hinata knew if he really wanted to, he could probably find a girl to hook up with and just get it over with. However, he knew he was not into random hook ups. He wanted to do it with someone he knew and trusted. He’d tried to develop relationships with other girls, but he would just compare them to you and it just never worked out. Thus, he remained a virgin.

“I-I think I just need to lay down.” Hinata tried to stand up, but between his nerves and his buzz, he flopped back down on the couch, making you giggle.

“C’mere,” you pulled his head onto your lap. His heart was pounding and he knew he shouldn’t indulge in this, but your thighs were so soft he couldn’t tear himself away. He tried to not think about how close he was to a... um, certain body part of your and just closed his eyes as you ran your fingers through his hair. Yeah, he definitely couldn't complain about this. “I think you drank too much.”

A laugh escaped Hinata’s lips, mostly out of relief. “Yeah, I think that’s it.” You were smiling sweetly down at him. Your lips looked so soft and he found himself wondering how they’d feel on his.

“Trying to make moves on my girl?” a familiar voice asked. Hinata shot up so quick, his head was spinning.

“No Bokuto I was ju-” The larger man cut him off with a laugh.

“I was just teasing you, Hinata.” There was a look shared between him and you that Hinata couldn’t quite decipher. “You seem pretty drunk, bud.” 

Hinata’s head was still spinning. Maybe he was a lot drunker than he thought. “I may have over done it.”

Bokuto laughed again. “Shame, we’ll have to give you your gift tomorrow.”

***

Tomorrow came and Hinata found himself in the passenger seat of Bokuto’s car. “So why do we have to go to y/n’s place for the gift?” He’s been to your apartment a few times and didn’t mind going. He liked that it how it smelled like you. However, he was a little nervous to see you again after yesterday’s close call.

Bokuto put the car in park outside your building, a strange smile on his face. “You’ll see.” 

Hinata followed Bokuto up to your apartment. You weren’t in the living room to greet them, which Hinata found strange. When he walked into your bedroom, he saw you, laying on your bed in a black lacy babydoll lingerie top and silky shorts. Hinata gasped his hands flying up to his eyes.

“Shit, I’m so sorry!” Hinata was mortified that he walked in on you dressed like that, clearly not expecting him. He was thoroughly confused when you both busted out laughing. 

“Hinata you don’t have to cover your eyes,” Bokuto said. Hinata didn’t budge, even though he really wanted to get another look at you.

“Is this some sorta test?”

“Really, it’s okay Hinata.” It was your voice that convinced him. He slowly lowered his hands, drinking in the sight of you. He had seen you in a more revealing bikini once at the beach, yet this was so much more arousing to him. He was thoroughly confused as to why you nor Bokuto were not upset, as well as nervous that they would see how much he was enjoying it.

“This is your gift,” Bokuto explained, gesturing to you.

Hinata’s eyes flickered between him and you. “I-I don't undersand.”

“I know you like y/n.”

Hinata’s eyes widened, his heart stuttered. “Did Sakusa tell you? I didn’t mean to-”

Bokuto laughed again, cutting him off. “He didn’t have to tell me. You weren’t exactly good at hiding it.” Hinata’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. “But I get it. Look at her, she’s fucking hot.” Hinata took the excuse to look at you again. Yeah, you very fucking hot. “And I know you’ve been wanting to lose your virginity.”

“And there is nothing wrong with being a virgin,” you interjected, trying to soothe his embarrassment. “I was virgin, too, until I met Bokuto.” It did make Hinata feel better, since you didn’t meet Bokuto until college. Still, he couldn’t help the pang of jealousy he felt thinking of the two of you being intimate like that.

“Right, of course,” Bokuto nodded, “But if you wanted to lose your virginity, I figured we could get it out of your system like this.”

The shocked look on Hinata’s face made you giggle. “Come here.” You patted the spot next to you on the bed. Hinata’s body could not resist following your instructions. Somehow you looked even better up close. You cupped his flushed cheeks, thinking it was sweet how nervous he got around you. “Do you want to have sex with me Shoyo?”

Hinata nearly laughed at how absurd that question was. “I- yes I do, I just... I don’t want you to feel like you have to.” As much as he wanted you, he would feel icky and wrong if you were just doing it out of obligation for feeling bad for him.

“No, I want to Sho.” Your finger trailed down his torso, pausing at his waistband. Youur eyes flicked back up to his. “I think you’re really cute.” Hinata could have died in that moment and he would go out a happy man. 

“And you’re okay with this?” he turned to Bokuto again for confirmation.

Bokuto nodded. “We talked about it a lot and we trust you. I don’t have to stay for it if you don’t want, but I can if that would make you feel better.”

Hinata thought it over. Maybe it was weird, but he would feel better with Bokuto being there. Just in case he changed his mind, he could stop them. Hinata would feel better knowing there would be no lines crossed. “You can stay.” Bokuto nodded and took a seat in the chair across the room. 

“You won’t even know I’m here.” 

He felt your fingers on his jaw, turning his face back to you. “Can I kiss you?” Hinata nodded, not trusting his voice. His eye shut as you leaned in and next thing he knew he was kissing you. Your lips were even softer than he imagined. You kissed him soft and gently at first, letting him relax into you. You crawled into his lap, feeling his body stiffen. “Relax, Sho,” you breathed into his ear. 

Bokuto’s soft chuckle didn’t even register to Hinata. He was too preoccupied with he feeling of your body on top of his, the taste of your lips. You slid your hand over his, guiding them up to your boob. “Fuck,” he gasped, getting your boobs a squeeze through the lacy fabric. 

“You can touch me wherever you like,” you murmured into his neck. Hinata gave your boobs a few more squeezes, before letting his hands explore the rest of you. He was too nervous to touch you there yet, but he was loving the feel of your curves. You could already feel him hardening against your thigh.

You slipped your hands under his shirt, tossing it to the side. “So strong,” you noted, kissing down his chest, abs, waistband. Hinata’s stomach hitched as you looked up at him. You didn’t touch him below the waist, not yet at least. Instead, you kissed back up his body. You paused before reaching his lips, sitting back and pulling your top off.

Hinata’s dick twitched in his pants seeing you topless. “Wow,” was all he could manage. You giggled lightly. He really was the sweetest. Hinata didn’t need your to guide his hands this time; he happily played with your tits as you kissed him again. You gave an experiment rock of your hips, pulling a gasp from his lips. Smirking, you continued to grind against him, loving how he whined with every drag of your hips. “I-I’m gonna cum in my - fuck - p-pants if you keep doing that,” he stammered. 

This time both you and Bokuto laughed, sweet and lightheartedly. “Let’s get them off you then, yeah?” Hinata bit his lip nervously but nodded. You slid his shorts and boxers down in one go. His dick was flushed and leaking at the tip, looking achingly hard. He was larger than you thought, and not just for his size. “Mmm, so big Sho.” You stroked him up and down. 

Hinata was on cloud nine even as his pulse drummed in is ears. As you touched him, he couldn’t believe this wasn’t some sort of a dream. He was about to pinch himself when you asked if he wanted to take your bottoms off and then he decided if he was asleep he did not want to wake up right now.

Hinata’s hands were shaking slightly as he slid the shorts down your legs, revealing you fully to him. He let out a groan seeing you naked for the first time; it was better than he ever imagined and, yes, he had imagined it. You could feel his cock throb in your hand as he took in the sight of you. You took his hand and brought it between your thighs. “Feel how wet you made me.”

Hinata couldn’t believe how good it felt. He ran his fingers through your lips, getting comfortable with touching you. His head was spinning at the thought of being inside you.

“You seem a little nervous, Sho,” you pushed hair off his forehead. You knew he was trying to put on a brave face, but he looked a little like a deer in headlights, albeit a happy deer. “Why don’t we start a little slower?”

Hinata nodded, willing to follow whatever you wanted to do, but slow did sound pretty good. You let his cock lay flat against his lower torso, carefully lowering yourself down on him. The second your warm, wet pussy made contact with him a low groan escaped his lips. You rolled your hips slowly, letting him enjoy the new sensation. He already felt himself struggling to stay composed with you just sliding your pussy over his cock he couldn’t imagine how he would survive being inside you.

You placed your hands on Hinata’s strong chest to help you increase your pace. Hinata’s fingers dug into your hips, little curses escaping his lips. Each time your clit nudged against the head of his cock, waves of pleasure went through you. It felt so you good you forget yourself a bit, moving your hips even faster as you chased your high.

Hinata’s breath was ragged. “Shit I’m gonna- fuck!” His head fell back as he orgasmed, his cum spilling over his tummy. Once he came down from his high, his face and chest flushed with embarrassment. “I’m sorry I-I didn’t mean to cum so fa-”

You licked a stripe up his stomach, effectively shutting him up. You swallowed the release you collected on your tongue. “No need to apologize. You’re being such a good boy for me,” you purred. Hinata had a full body reaction to you calling him a good boy. You could feel him getting hard again as you lapped up his release. “Look at you already hard again for me. So hot, Sho.” Any embarrassment Hinata felt had dissipated, but still he wanted to prove himself.

“Can... can I be on top for it?” he asked.

You smiled. “You wanna fuck me?” Hinata blushed and nodded. Of course Hinata would not just lay there, it wasn’t in his nature even when he was nervous. He was always going to try pushing his limits. You traded places with him, feeling the weight of him on top of you. He wasn’t as heavy as Bokuto, obviously, but he was still nice and solid. 

“Hi,” Hinata said looking down at you, a nervous smile on his lips.

You giggled, “Hi Sho.”

“Do I need a condom or something?” You nodded to your bedside table, where he picked up the little metallic packet. He ripped it open, though struggled to get it on himself.

“Lemme.” You took him in your hand, slowly rolling the rubber down his length.

Hinata smiled shyly. “Thanks.” He lined himself up to you, feeling the heat of your pussy against the tip of his cock. He knew nothing was going to change really once he pushed into you, but still he nervous. He took one last deep breath before pushing inside you. “Oh fuck.”

Even after feeling your pussy on his fingers and on top of him, he couldn’t believe how wet and warm you were. How tight you were. He’s never felt anything like it in his life. The way your pussy squeezed him made his breath hitch. He rocked his hips slowly, wanting to adjust without accidentally humming too fast again. He was very afraid of that happening; he could already feel his balls getting heavy, aching for release.

“You feel so good, Sho,” you moaned. And you meant it, you weren’t just trying to make him feel good. He was a nice size, giving you a little stretch. His ass and thighs were strong from years of playing volleyball, making each thrust have weight to it. He loved the way you sounded moaning his name; he was motived to hear more sweet sounds from you.

“She likes when you play with her clit,” Bokuto offered. Hinata almost forgot his friend was there he was so tossed in you. He nodded and followed Bokuto’s instruction. He pressed his fingers to your clit, rubbing circles over it.

“Fuck, Shoyo, just like that,” you gasped. It took everything in him to not bust. He moved faster knowing he wasn’t going to last much longer. Bokuto was loving watching you get worked up. It was hotter to see you get fucked by his friend than he thought it was going to be. He shifted in his seat as his pants started feeling tighter.

Suddenly you gasped and moaned his name. Your pussy squeezed him impossibly tighter as you came around him. Hinata couldn’t hold himself together anymore. He moaned you name as he came for the second time. He slowed his hips, milking every last bit of his orgasm. It was easily the best he ever had. He knew having sex would be different from jerking off, but he couldn't believe just how much better it felt to cum with someone.

“You’ve officially ruining jerking off for me,” Hinata said breathlessly. Both you and Boktuo laughed.

“You were so good, Sho,” you told him, “You made a girl cum your first time. Not many guys can do that.” Hinata was beaming; he could hear you talk about how good he was all day.

“So, pretty good birthday present, huh?” Bokuto teased.

Hinata nodded, “The best.”

“Y/n had so much fun with you, might just let you fuck her again.” With that, Hinata was sure that Bokuto was the best friend in the entire world.

#hinata x reader #hinata shoyo smut #hinata shoyo x reader #hinata shoyo x y/n #bokuto x reader #hinata headcanons #hinata shoyo imagine #haikyuu smut #haikyu smut #haikyu x reader #haikyu headcanons

[armins-main-hoe]

Hi i rlly liked ur recent haikyuu manager post!! Could u make a karasuno and nekoma version to that?

Take ur time :D (ignore if don't want to do)

Thank you for liking the post! I'll write up any type request as long as I know who the characters are :)

Here is the link to the previous post.

"Oh no, you've got it all wrong. She does bite."

Karasuno and nekoma version

When you first signed up to be the manager for the boy's volleyball team, you really didn't think much of it. You only signed up because your parents wanted you to go to some sort of after school club.

You didn't like any of the clubs so you decided to be a manager for a sports team. Besides, you didn't think a manager would have to do much since most of the organisation for matches would be done by the teachers and coaches.

So here you are on your first day being introduced to the boys in the team.

Karasuno

(You can decide whether its Yachi or Kiyoko's place your taking)

You honestly didn't know much about volleyball but this was the only club left without a manager so here you are standing before the boys as you are introducing yourself to them.

"Hey, I'm Y/n L/n and I'll be your manager from now on."

Things went well and your parents laid off your back for a good while. Though for the first few practices you really didn't have a single clue with what was going on. You would sit, leaning your back against the wall, on the side and watch the ball go from one side to another while they yelled at each other.

To be honest, you didn't get the hype about the sport but you did your duty as manager as best you could.

The boys were wary of their new manager. Often glancing at her every now and then and she would always be looking at them with the same scary expression.

They knew the girl's scary reputation, everyone did. Why she ever chose to be their manager baffles them even to this day.

When Asahi said 'hello' to you for the first time he was pretty nervous and he ended up sounding a little odd. You thought he was trying to intimidate you or something so you glared at him.

Square up Asahi, Y/n about to swing some arms.

Daichi came in between you both, explaining to you that Asahi doesn't mean any harm. He is a friendly giant, promise.

"Yeah he better be."

But over the next few practices, you realised that Asahi really was the BFG so you apologised to him later.

Nishinoya gets on your nerves everyday. Like everyday. He'll be walking back to class and he'll bump into you on purpose. He'll shout "YO MISS MANAGER!" if he sees you across the hallway or streets. Unlike Asahi, this boy was looking to get beat up. He is the cause for 90% of your headaches. The other 10% goes to Kageyama and Hinata's bickering.

Not even a whole month goes by with you as their manager and you have nearly given each team member a smack or punch.

Over time though, you do get pretty close to the boys and you care about them though you might show it, you wouldn't actually ever say it.

When they have practice matches with other teams from other schools and that other team decides to talk shit about your team, you having a field day swinging your fists like helicopter blades.

Though you don't actually ever get very far with your punches to have a field day before the coach or a teacher stops you.

Oikawa once tried to flirt with you. He failed miserably.

By now you understood the game much better and 100% agreed with the hype about it. Would you ever play the game yourself? With these boys? No.

Why? Well have you seen the force at which they smack those balls? (lmao great wording) Like you smack other balls with that force but as a beginner who hasn't ever physically payed volleyball herself, they'd hand your ass back to you even if they were going easy on you. Help, Nishinoya would be a PAIN to deal with after.

Maybe you'll stick to being a delinquent manager and not a player.

Nekoma

Believe me when I say that Taketora was over to moon when he found out his team now has a manager. He was gushing and blushing about it for days.

He came back down to earth when he saw it was you though.

The infamous Y/n.

Just his luck.

But little did he and the rest of the team know, you actually really liked the sport and knew a lot about it. You would give them lots of pointers and took down notes of their strengths and weaknesses.

You threatened to beat them up if they didn't improve in your given time frame.

Did you ever beat them up? No you didn't, apart from Lev.

Lev has a very cheerful and playful personality and he doesn't even realise when he teases you for your height or whatever else. So he gets beat up with your clipboard one to many times.

Okay now I think about it, I think Kuroo would also be on your 'to hit' list. He is very good at provoking people and you. So he is also hit by your clipboard a few times too.

the poor clipboard is worn out.

You took this sport very seriously. The members often wondered why you didn't decide to play as a member on the girls team instead. When they asked you, you replied with

"It pains me to think that you lot would miss out on an awesome manager like me if i were to be a player instead, also because I know I would just be too good at the sport as a player so I decided to be nice and give you amatures a chance."

"Y/n you sound like Kuroo now..."

It wasn't long before Taketora began bragging about his team's manager to Hinata. Hinata thought you looked too scary and competitive for anyone to even see your feminine looks but the nekoma boys can see it clear as day.

Yaku was the only boy who never got told off by you. In fact, you actually get along with him pretty well, you both have very engaging conversations and he's the only one who receives pointers from you in your calm voice.

You have confiscated Kenma's phone a few times because he would get distracted by playing games on it and the poor boy wouldn't even glare or fight you about it like he would with Kuroo because he knew better.

The first time the boys saw you genuinely smile at practice, a smile that didn't have malicious intent or sarcastic, they were fawning all over you. That was also the first and last time they saw you flustered before being chased around the practice hall by you and your fists.

They'd see that smile again whenever they win a practice match or a real match in a competition and to them it makes victory taste that much sweeter.

Think even Hinata would agree with Taketora that you looked cute with that smile.

The boys sometimes forget that you do get into actual fights outside of school and practice so it often comes as a shock when they see you with some injuries when you go back to practice.

But they wouldn't want any other girl as their manager. They are more than happy to have you!

not proofread :/

But I had fun writing this like I did with the other post so thank you for the request!!

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[utahimeow]

char you already know … shoyo + any kink you want 😮‍💨‼️

cw — nsfw content minors dni. f!reader, smut, overstimulation

the thing about having a boyfriend with more stamina than he knows what to do with is that he will impose it on you.

pins your knees to your shoulders like it’s no big deal and goes to town, giving relentless thrusts into your poor hole. he hasn’t let up– he won’t, until you have to tap out.

his balls smack against your ass repeatedly, so lewd from the way your puffy hole leaks a concoction of your juices and his. his cock carves its way into you, bullying its way into your battered walls that clench around him subconsciously now.

it’s just so much. your skin burns so hot, but it feels so good. it’s fire and ice, heaven and hell. it’s addicting, how he gives you one orgasm after another. your head is fuzzy, your clit is raw, but there’s no denying the way you’re floating right now.

“my perfect girl… fuck,” he whines, shameless in his indulgence. once he gets inside you he doesn’t shut up, ever so determined to remind you of how good you make him feel. “this pussy was made for me, god.”

every muscle of yours is limp, spent from the bliss that flows through your veins. so you lay there and let shoyo do all the work. you let him take what he needs, and in return he unravels you one climax at a time. slowly, he numbs your pretty little mind with his touch, until everything that burdens you melts away. until the only thing you can think about is his cockhead brushing against your cervix, or his lips fluttering softly over your flesh in little bites that are full of love.

with a strained, airy moan, he releases, filling you up with his third warm load of the night. he’s twitching all over, his cock raw as he throbs against your walls– because you’re not the only one getting overstimulated. shoyo’s so addicted to your sweet, dripping cunt he’ll keep going even if it hurts him.

sitting back on trembling thighs, he presses a kiss to your ankle where it dangles next to his head. “think you can take a little more? or are ya tuckered out? just say the word, baby.”

but despite how your body screams and begs for a break, your boyfriend’s sickening charm is irresistible (unfortunately). besides, the gleam in his eyes as you tell him he can keep going is priceless.

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[sixosix]

hiii!! can i request best friends to lovers troupe with shōyō please?? thanks a lot!! hope you have a great day/night!!<3

best friends to lovers trope with hinata shouyou would go down like this:

shouyou is the kind of person who easily admires anything and everything, from the flowers growing on the pots his mom bought, to the little giant he saw on television, then especially the neighbor that moved in just yesterday.

there wasn’t anything special when you first met—it’s the same as everyone else, a sky that could be sunny or stormy, a lawn of grass that could be reaching for his knees or trimmed short— him introducing himself first always because he’s competitive like that. it was an average day, and shouyou never thought too much of it.

shouyou had a one-track mind when he first started getting into volleyball. all he yearned for was to improve, get better, and fly higher; you only saw each other as neighbors that know each other’s names and see each other from time to time.

but you joined him, once, when he was practicing tossing onto the wall outside of his home, despite his sister’s wails of complaint. you knew as much as he did when it came to volleyball, which is practically nothing except for not dropping the ball. but in his eyes, you were an angel sent from heaven. he always—still does—gets excited whenever he sees you because of it.

befriending hinata shouyou would mean you’re willing to put up with someone unbelievably clingy. and by clingy, you mean he started becoming more and more of a familiar presence in your home. at this point, your family would be unused to not seeing shouyou in your room or raiding the fridge.

shouyou gives affection easily. he’d hug you from behind, laugh softly by your ears to not startle you, and sway the both of you to some beat that only he can hear in his head. he’s the type to fall asleep on your shoulder and then end up on your lap, have to stand on his tiptoes to pat your head, and insist on sitting next to you in class.

shouyou slowly falling in love with you is such a gradual process that when tanaka asks him if he likes you more than a friend, the “yes” in reply comes as naturally as his smile grows at the sight of you.

it’s pretty hard to get rid of shouyou, just warning you. the moment you say yes to him, too, he will not let go. not that you’d want to get rid of him anyway—you’d be with him wherever he goes, and he’d shower you with everything he can give.

dating shouyou is also natural. it’s meant to happen, shouyou insists when you wipe away ice cream that he haphazardly smudged on his cheek. the boy next door and you now live in the same house, always together, rarely apart. he kisses you so you get ice cream on your face, too.

dating shouyou means he’d brag in interviews that he has the bestest significant other in the world. during awards, he’d always mention your name when expressing his gratitude. all these achievements and goals and still he’s the sweetest boyfriend first and foremost.

sometimes, sugawara still wonders how their little crow, hinata shouyou of all people, got engaged to someone before them.

but shouyou has always liked to go first, and then he’d always have you right beside him.

a best friends to lovers trope with hinata shouyou would be as easy as breathing.

haikyuu taglist [ @crystal-lilac @jaepann @bun-ina ]

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[airbendertendou]

best years ♡ kozume kenma + hinata shoyo

soulmate au where on your 18th birthday, two letters show up on your skin, showing the initials of your soulmate. cw ; an abundance of pet-names used , could b ooc , kenma and shoyo are also soulmates

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——♡——

It’s Akaashi that calls you for that weekend’s plans. You wake up Tuesday morning, expecting nothing new ; nothing out of your every day schedule. The call comes during your lunch, your drink half-way to your lips when Keiji! flashes on the screen.

“To what do I owe this pleasure?” A teasing grin is on your lips as you set your drink down. A small laugh echoes from his side of the phone and your grin widens.

“The boys have come up with a plan.” Akaashi replies. He sighs into the receiver and you can see him leaning against his chair so clearly. “They want to get some volleyball players together for a reunion. Ko’s idea, of course. He’s really excited.”

“I can imagine,” you hum. “Why did you call me, then?”

Akaashi lets out a scoff, “you’re invited, obviously.”

“I wasn’t a player, Keiji.”

“No,” he sighs again, “but you were there for every game. You’re an honorary Fukurodani member. Thought you knew that.”

You click your tongue at his flattery. Akaashi pauses and then clears his throat before continuing to speak. “Kenma will be there. And a few out of town players. If that… makes you more interested.”

“You’re horrible!” you whisper into the phone. Biting your bottom lip, you peer around your desk, making sure none of your co-workers are listening in on your conversation. “That was years ago.”

Keiji hums, the sound of his chair squeaking echoes into the receiver — he’s swinging back-and-forth idly, it seems. “So, you’re saying them being there doesn’t influence you in any way?”

You gulp, the two letters on your collarbone burning as your thoughts swirl. You rub them absentmindedly, dazed as high school memories bounce around your mind with the reminder of how it felt to have a crush. How it felt to love freely — to explore the butterflies that trampled in your stomach and to see through the rose-tinted lenses that colored your every move.

But, that was all before your eighteenth birthday ; before your soulmate was revealed.

“If I show up,” you hope Akaashi doesn’t notice how tense your voice sounds now. He doesn’t speak as you pause, allowing you to collect your thoughts. “It’ll be because you asked me. Not anything else.”

His smug grin is audible as he replies, “whatever you say, [name]. I’ll see you then.”

——♡——

Tugging on your outfit of choice, you let out a breath full of nerves as you look over yourself once more. Not a single hair is out of place — all of the accessories you dragged out match perfectly and your shoes are comfortable enough to stand in for a while. A glance at your collarbone reassures you that the powder you smeared across the initials kept it hidden.

One less thing for you to worry about, at least.

A horn honks outside and a grin falls onto your lips as you rush out, hastily throwing your overnight bag in the trunk before falling into the arms that wrap around you. Kuroo grins as he squeezes your waist one last time before opening the door for you. “Been so long, [name]. How did we survive this long?”

You roll your eyes fondly as you click your seatbelt into place. “It’s been, like, three days. We got coffee the other day.”

“So long!” Kuroo whines as he starts his car. In the backseat, Lev is snoozing away on his sister’s shoulder. You send a wave her way, watching as she takes close up, unflattering pictures of Lev’s drooling face. She wiggles her fingers at you excitedly — another hug was coming your way, you knew. “Can’t believe you said yes to ‘Kashi’s invite and not mine.”

“Why would I ever say yes to you?” As the traffic light turns red, Kuroo turns to glare your way. Your giggle harmonizes with Alissa’s easily — the sound takes you back to high school and the games you’d sit at together. “I don’t even get why I’m invited, but whatever.”

Kuroo shrugs, soon pulling into the restaurant’s parking lot. “Think we’re friends and enjoy your company, or somethin’.”

Bokuto is the next one who pulls you into a crushing hug, swaying you side to side as he blubbers about finally seeing you again. You let out a laugh — you’d seen each other a week ago. He was still just as dramatic as Kuroo, it seemed.

A splotch of red catches your attention as more people come to greet you. Hinata Shoyo is at the bar, a grin on his face as he exchanges conversation with the person beside him. He’s just as bright as he’d always been ; just as enticing and pretty as giggles fall from his lips. Your throat suddenly feels dry — was that his soulmate? The one that’s made for him? It had to be ; with the easy conversation and flirtatious touches that were exchanged. 

“[Name],” a voice calls from behind you. He’s soft-spoken ; quiet and nonchalant as a hand rests on your shoulder. Kenma tilts his head, blinking slowly as your throat grows dryer. His hair has grown out, meeting his shoulders as it’s pulled back in a loose bun. “It’s nice seeing you.”

“Hey—” your voice cracks. Clearing your throat, you ignore the heat that rises up your neck and turn to face him fully instead. “Keiji said you were coming, but I wasn’t sure if you ‘d changed your mind.” 

Kenma hums, his hand falling from your shoulder to squeeze your hand lightly before his touch disappears. He sticks his hands in his pockets, golden gaze drifting across the restaurant restlessly. “Thought it would be… interesting to join.” 

A body is slammed into your back within the next second, arms latching onto your torso and squeezing you to them. Kenma grins for a split second before it settles into a small tilt on the right side of his mouth. A nose is nuzzled into your spine, “[name]! I didn’t even see you come in!”

“Hi, Sho,” you breathe. The red head loops around so that he’s holding your front now, his right arm shooting out to gather Kenma into the embrace. “You were— a little preoccupied when I got here.”

The blond across from you smirks at the dip in your voice, scanning your miffed expression and hiding his amusement. You were jealous — clearly — at Hinata and his charms. The red head frowns your way, “really? Still would’ve noticed you, I think.” 

“Guess not,” you grin. Your group gathers, sitting at the largest table that was offered. Laughter and endless chatter bounce off of the walls, drinks clinking together whenever someone would decide it’s time to cheers. Misjudging just how much you were drinking, soon the world was swirling and the colors were blending together. 

“Careful, sweetheart,” Kenma murmurs into your ear. You finish chugging the drink in your hand, beating Atsumu at a drinking contest. “Should start slowing down, hm?”

You shake your head, scrunching your nose, “‘m fine! All good here!”

Hinata chuckles, taking a sip of his own drink as he exchanges a look with the gamer as you gossip with Bokuto. The drinks have officially settled into your system now, blurring the world around you and muting any background noises. Heavy eyes blink at Bokuto as he continues to speak, leaning on the palm of your right hand. Hinata is to your left, finishing up his own drink — the alcohol hadn’t hit him yet [it probably wouldn’t ever] — Kenma sipping on his water to your right.

“Time to head home.” Akaashi calls quietly. He and Kuroo are the other two who are sober, fondly smiling at the rest of you. He taps Bokuto on the shoulder gently, receiving a whine in response. “We’ve rented a house for everyone for the weekend. Figured this would happen.”

Everyone stands up, some leaving to their own homes while the rest follow behind Akaashi diligently. Kenma waits by the door as Shoyo wakes you up, helping you stand. He smiles tenderly at the sleepy pout on your lips, “c’mon, pretty. Time to go.”

“We’ll walk back,” Kenma speaks. His hands are in his pockets again, hair tucked behind his ear as he smiles at the way you’re leaning on Hinata. “Isn’t too far. If you both don’t mind?”

The sky is clear as you walk, a small breeze drifting through the street. The weather is chilly, but warm enough that you aren’t shivering and your teeth aren’t chattering. You grab Shoyo’s hand, lacing your fingers through Kenma’s right after as you start to hum. 

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,” you slur out. Swinging your entwined hands, you raise your head so that you’re facing the sky. Kenma shares a grin with the red-head as you continue the children’s song. “Please don’t take my sunshine away.”

“Only hiccuped once, angel.” Shoyo tugs on your hand. You grin his way, eyes closing with how wide you smile. He looks to Kenma, “time for bed for this one, I think.”

Kenma nods fondly as you race to the house that’s come into view, hopping onto a still-drunk Bokuto. He cheers joyfully as the two of you babble — your words have stopped slurring, but you’re still not making much sense. The gamer sighs, “not much has changed, huh?”

Shoyo grins, “not much at all.”

You’re sharing a room with Kenma. Which is completely fine — it’s roomy enough for both of you to be comfortable. But, you still gulp at the thought of him being so close — all night. Hinata is in the room across from yours with Atsumu, the latter already snoring as you bid Shoyo goodnight.

An oversized, older Fukurodani shirt is thrown over your torso, sleep shorts snug underneath as you brush your teeth. Now that the alcohol’s haze is gone, you feel sleepy ; lucid as you get ready for bed.

Kenma is playing with his gaming console when you enter, glancing at you briefly with a smile before looking back down at his game. You nod in agreement — decorating a house or two sounded so fun right now.

But the silence surrounding the both of you wasn’t comfortable. It was tense — eerie — as shy glances were exchanged. You cleared your throat once, then again as Kenma made no move. You pursed your lips, getting a stupid, bad idea, but going with it anyways. 

“Kozume.”

You’re on your back within the next second, blond hair blocking your face from anything else. Kenma is hovering above you, hands on either side of your head.

“Wanna try that again?”

Before you know it, shy giggles are peeling from your lips as your cheeks heat up drastically. The drinks you’d had earlier had melted away — no longer settled in your stomach — but some of the effects still lingered.

“Kenma,” you coo out. He grins at this, peering down at you with a visible flush. You want to curl your arms around his neck ; ache to bring him close enough to taste. You bite your lip instead, “why are you so quiet?”

“I’m always quiet, sweetheart.” You heave in a breath at the pet-name, grin splitting your face into two. Kenma tilts his head, “jus’ thinking of some things.”

“Like what?” As you shuffle, your shirt slips over your shoulder. Your tattoo was now bare for him to see — bare from the powder you’d applied and free for him to look over. It seems to knock the both of you out of your pink bubble, the reminder of soulmates. Kenma scoots onto his knees, eyes on the floor as he grabs his game once more. You frown, fixing your shirt as you sit up. “Um— what are you playing?”

“Unnamed Animal Game.”

“Oh!” you perked up immediately, scooting closer so that you could peer over his shoulder. “I was just about to play that, too.”

Kenma is the one watching over your shoulder now, watching as you chose to design houses instead of play normally. He lets out a snort, “your island is worse than Shoyo’s and he hasn’t been playing as long.”

Sitting up straight, your eyes widen at Kenma’s words. “Shoyo plays this? And hasn’t added me?!” 

You frown, fighting with your blankets to stomp your way to Hinata’s room. Atsumu is still snoring when you creak the door open, the light from Hinata’s phone glowing on his cheeks. He looks up at you and grins, rushing to you quietly as you gesture him your way. Shoyo closes the door behind him, gathering you in his arms before pushing you back to your room gently. “What are we doing? Sleepover? This is so fun!”

“He didn’t bring it with him,” Kenma speaks up, eyes on his game once more. He glances up at both of you with a half-smile, “can’t play with him now.”

“Shoyo!” your voice teeters on the edge of becoming whiny, going up an octave as you flop onto the bed beside Kenma. “You haven’t added me on Unnamed Animal Game? Thought we were closer than that.” To add a dramatic flare, you let out a little sniffle.

Hinata falls onto the bed beside you, pulling you to his chest and giving you a nice squeeze. He’s warm — comforting in every sense of the word as he allows you to settle against him. “Of course we’re close. Maybe not as we were, but…”

A part of you feels bad, knowing you’d just been joking. But, Shoyo’s voice is solemn now, matching the frown Kenma isn’t trying to hide. You look up from his chest, eyes bouncing between the both of them before settling on Kenma’s hands. He’s holding one of Hinata’s, his console long forgotten as he reaches to hold your hand, too. “We can be like that again, you know. People drift and come back all the time.”

“It was right when we got our names, huh?”

You freeze at Kenma’s observation, clutching his hand tighter before letting out a breath and relaxing. Hinata’s thumb rubs against your hip as you sink further into his chest. The blond smiles at you both before speaking again, ”A soulmate shouldn’t keep us from being friends.”

“Or two.” Shoyo says it casually, but you can feel your heart speed up at the implication. He squeezes you once more, his hand tugging Kenma closer. “I— think I have two soulmates. Always have.” 

Your collarbone tingles ; burns as Kenma lays behind you now. Hinata’s right arm is draped around your waist, still clinging to the gamer’s hand. Kenma has let go of your hand in order to snuggle against the back of your neck, drawing you closer with Shoyo’s grip. The blond sighs, “N and S. Those are my letters — that’s my name.”

“K and N,” Shoyo is bouncing his leg now. He taps your hip, “And I’d bet yours is S and K, hm?”

“This is real?” You breathe out. Kenma pulls you closer as Hinata’s hold grows tighter. “We’re soulmates?” A break of silence and then — “how can we be so sure?”

“I think we’ve always known. Unconsciously.” Kenma nods slowly, reassuring himself of what he was saying. “Since we met.”

“But, we can talk more in the morning,” Hinata pulls the comforter over the three of you. You snuggle deeper into his chest as Kenma nuzzles his nose further into your hair. Placing a kiss on your cheek, then leaning over to give the blond one as well, he lets out a content sigh. “I’m pretty sure we’re right, though. Destined, as they say.”

Kenma lets out a chuckle that vibrates all the way down your spine. “Tomorrow, Sho. Sleep now.”

You click your tongue, ready to argue even though your eyes have slid shut. “What do you know about sleeping early?”

Hinata lets out a giggle before settling down. “Shh! Goodnight now, my loves!”

——♡—— this got sm longer than i expected it to?? but we're halfway done i think! airbendertendou © do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform. if you see my content under any other name than my own, let me know. i only have this tumblr and an ao3 account under the same name.

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[zzzennin]

I'll single out the hq fandom today, as a Brazilian I absolutely hate, despise and get mad when I see some Hinata is a fucking horndog, or incredible good a sex cause HeS bEeN tO bRaZiL. Like.

Y'all

Y'all.

Can we please have something fun without fucking it up with your fucking stereotypes? Believe or not, Hinata would experience so much more than samba and sex, brazilians are not this sexy, sensual country you think it is, do you even know from where this came from? From our dictatorship government that tried to sell the country as a sex paradise and this bullshit had shit implications to this day.

Brazilian people being incredible sexualized by the rest of the world, most women not being treated like human beings when we go out or just assumed to be prostitutes, to be grabbed by random gringos cause BRAZILIAN LOVES TO FUCK RIGTH????

So, everytime someone writes something that little Hinata came to brazil just to become this sex God because you know, those brazilians, is just so fucking sad and disappointing but not surprising. Never is surprising to be remembered how y'all don't give a shit about us latinos, you don't care to learn anything else about here to make your headcanons, beach and carnival is enough and of course all the sex he had.

But, yeah, Hinata did came to Brazil and he loved here, not for what you think he did.

Hinata thought was so fucking weird when the "egg car" went down his street the first time, there's a car with a megaphone selling eggs for 10 bucks.

Mangoes on the streets blew his mind, mangoes are so expensive in japan and here you can go anywhere and just grab and eat, for free? And taste amazing?

Batata palha he wanted to get a box to take back home, tiny potato chips that you can put in everything to make it crunchy? Perfect.

Also, brazilians always make their one versions of foods, sushi with cream cheese, salmon and cream cheese being sold in a cup as sushi? He was borderline offended.

Fruits are so cheap and taste so good.

In July is kinda cold, so they have this huge party called festa junina in celebration of crops and all the corn and peanuts foods are amazing. He likes to see the quadrilhas juntinhas dancing, one year he even got to dance as the groom.

Bahia was one of his favorite places to drink a caipirinha in a large cup in the beach with some acarajé was just amazing.

A few of my personal headcanons from his time here, we have much more to offer.

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[roanniee]

Deserve

Word Count: 1.7k

Reader: Gender Neutral

Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Tsukishima being protective, angat but also, kinda fluff? happy ending.

I hope you enjoy!

As you watched the Youtube video, you remembered the moment that you finally had the courage to confess.

You never imagined that you’d be standing where you were back then, hands shaking as you held the dark green letter in your hands, addressed to one Hinata Shōyō.

You’d seen him long before you started in Karasuno High. It wasn’t your older brothers that made you choose to go there. It was the determination and drive that Hinata Shōyō showed in the first ever high school tournament that you had attended in support of Kei. 

It was that very same determination and drive that made you fall in love with him in your first year of high school. 

You still remember slipping the letter in Hinata’s shoe locker with shaking hands and walking away before you could convince yourself otherwise and take back the damn piece of paper that took you all night to write. 

As that day went by, you remembered just how long you waited, despite knowing that it was going to be hopeless. No, not with your brother’s antagonistic nature towards Hinata. Oh he hasn’t been as bad, as the arrival of Yachi Hitoka in their lives had mellowed him out a bit, but Kei’s still not entirely good with people either. 

It didn’t help that you didn’t talk much either, and you haven’t talked to Hinata much either, too shy to even face the red-haired male. There’s also the fact that Kei, as antagonistic as he is, is very protective of you, glaring at anyone that talks to you in any sort of romantic way. 

You knew that nothing, absolutely nothing, would come out of that confession. But you still somehow hoped that Hinata would at least glance your way, or acknowledge your confession, but when the school day ended and your red-haired senior never said anything to you nor did your confession ever come up. 

And when their graduation came up, your heart broke. Not long after that, you received the news that the very man you’re in love with is moving to Brazil to be better at volleyball. With a heavy heart, you finally, finally acknowledged that the man of your dreams is so far out of your reach. 

Your attention returned to the present with the cheers form your laptop's speaker and held your pillow tighter as you watched the red hair sway in the Brazilian breeze, his ripped arms were shiny with sweat and slightly rough with the sand that’s sticking to his skin. The Hinata you’re seeing on the screen is a far cry from the boy you’ve fallen in love with in highschool. 

It had been three years since Hinata left for Brazil, but your heart still yearned for the ginger. You still yearned to see that toothy grin aimed at you instead of his teammates at MSBY, the team he joined when he returned to Japan nearly a year ago. 

Your heart still yearned for him. 

“You’re seriously still pining for him?” Kei said as he leaned on your bedroom door frame, your laptop screen in his direct line of sight. He had come for a visit with the family, knowing that Akiteru, his wife and kids, as well as yourself, would be home. 

The Sendai Frogs Middle Blocker crossed his arms in front of his chest as he watched you scroll through videos and decide on watching the MSBY wing spiker’s latest practice game with the Tachibana Red Falcons. He could see in your eyes that you are still hopelessly in love with his old teammate. 

He’s watched you pine in silence for Hinata, always watching the ginger from a distance, always too shy to approach him. 

And now he's watching you silently and painfully support the man your heart had belonged to for years.

With a sigh, Kei held up the three tickets that he had in his pocket. The tickets were for the finals of the Division One Tournaments next week, and  Bokuto had given it to him for free, hoping to surprise his beloved little disciple who hadn’t seen his friends since a week after his return to the homeland. He was hoping to take Yamaguchi, and Hitoka with him to the game, but he knew that it’s about time that you finally see Hinata in person again. 

Luckily, you’re also off school on the day of the tournament. 

He can just ask Bokuto for another one.

“Get ready by 9am next Thursday. Hitoka and I will be coming to pick you up.” He said as he began to walk away when one of your nephews called for him, making you raise your brow. 

“And where are we going, exactly?” 

You can only sigh in frustration when Kei ignored your question entirely, and you can only hope that it would be somewhere quiet and uncrowded. 

*****

But you never expected him to bring you to the stadium and had the MSBY vs Adlers banner at the very front of the entrance. You definitely didn’t expect the guards that saw your tickets to lead you all to the side entrance and towards the team locker rooms. Your heart skipped a beat at the orange hair that flashed in your vision and tackled your older brother to the floor, with Kageyama Tobio in the back, his head shaking at Hinata’s childish glee. 

“Tsukkie! You came! You brought Tadashi and Hitoka too!” Hinata said, and your heart clenched at the grin you desperately hoped aimed at you. 

Yachi laughed and helped her old friend and boyfriend up, poking Hinata on the side and discreetly pointed at you. 

Hinata looked at you and blushed redder than his hair and you looked down, embarrassed. You had grown so much since he last saw you when he left three years ago. Granted, he had… kinda sorta maybe checked stalked your socials every now and then, but he hasn’t talked to you since the last time you brought your older brother’s lunch in the gym sometime in your first year of high school. 

Before you can even open your mouth to say hi, he looked away from you and looked at Kei, his eyes serious yet pleading. 

“When my team wins today’s game… When MSBY stands up on the podium as first place and receives the trophy… When I finally get the damn gold medal around my neck, will it finally be enough?” Hinata said, staring at Tsukishima. “Will I finally be good enough, Tsukishima Kei?” 

You had no idea what they were talking about and still, your heart skipped a beat. Kei looked at you, then back at his old friend, before sighing.

“Show me that damn golden medal, and you’ll have that damn permission you have waited years for.” 

Hinata whooped in joy and ran towards Kageyama with the same determination and drive that made you fall in love in the first place. 

Watching their backs as they walked away, you couldn’t help but wonder exactly just what is in store for you. 

*****

And when the game ended with Hinata’s quick attack that he somehow developed with Miya Atsumu, earning them the last point MSBY needed to win gold. 

The silence and the shock of the gym had been broken by Hinata himself, cheering so loudly that it echoed for a moment until it was covered by the screams and shouts of everyone else in the stadium, some of the loudest cheers being yourself. 

After a moment of rest, the awarding ceremony commenced, each member of MSBY getting a gold medal while Adlers got their silvers. Before anyone else can even comprehend what was going on, Hinata Shōyō ran from the podium, towards his coach on the corner and grabbed something off his hand, and ran away from his celebrating teammates towards the box that you and your brother sat at. He was breathing heavily, face slightly flushed from the sudden sprint he just made. 

He took a deep breath, well aware of the silence that was caused by his actions and the eyes that are on his form, especially yours. He can feel your curious gaze, on that he’d seen you give him since he first saw you beside Tsukishima Akiteru during the Spring Interhighs in his first year. The same gaze that turned into longing as the years passed. 

“In the two years that I’ve been in high school with you, I… I never thought I would catch your attention. I knew exactly how protective Tsukkie was… IS… with you, so I never tried to approach. Despite my own feelings, I couldn’t. I knew I wasn’t enough, not yet.” He shook his head as his hand shook, drawing your attention to the letter he held in his hands, causing you to blush.

Has he held on to your confession letter all these years? 

“And then I got your letter in my locker. God, I was so happy. I wanted to approach you… but Tsukkie got to me first. He caught me reading the letter in practice. He said that I don’t deserve you. And he was right.” 

You glared at your brother and tried to tell Hinata otherwise but the ginger just shook his head. 

“Please, let me continue. He’s right. I didn’t deserve you. Not yet. I was just a country boy, and despite my dreams and aspirations, I had nothing to offer to you. So I worked hard. From the ground up, I worked hard, hoping that you can wait for me until I have something to offer you, until I can be someone deserving of you.” Still with shaking hands, he removed the medal from around his neck and presented it to you. 

“Tsukishima Y/n, I know it may be too late, but will you please accept this medal and I?” 

With tears streaming down your face, you bowed and let Hinata place the medal around your neck before kissing his cheek. 

“Despite what my brother had told you and what you thought, you only ever needed to be yourself for you to deserve me, and offer me your heart in return.” 

And when you finally kissed Hinata, you could barely hear the cheering of the crowd over the sound of your own heartbeat that matched his.

©Roannie 2023 Please do not plagiarise or reblog my works.

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[ir3nic-sluvv]

What would it be like to date Hinata (Haikyuu)???

i love my sunshine!!

Hinata Shoyo dating headcannons!

Content: Fluff. I mean, there's a lot of fluff in this.

✧ When you two met, it would probably start of with an awkward one? Perhaps because some certain ball of sunshine just accidently hit someone on the head with a volleyball when his practicing his serves.

✧ Hinata kept on apologising after the incident and insisted of helping you get to the clinic.

✧ You on the other hand refuses and reassured him that it was totally fine and it was only just an accident.

✧ After that day you two started to talk with each other and at some point the two of you started to dating after a few months. (Hinata didn't mean to confess to you but he did, and you accepted his confession saying you liked him back; making him felt better, in the end he didn't regret confessing at all.)

✧ On your first date, he takes you to the amusement park.

✧ He got so embarrassed when you started to call him by his first name.

✧ His that type of person to be patient—But can be clingy at times but that's one of the things you liked about him.

✧ He always invited you to his practices. (His team would always tease him about having a girlfriend, especially Noya and Tanaka: the two literally cried after hearing Hinata had a girlfriend. Saying that he was such a lucky guy for a having a girlfriend first before them.)

✧ He likes to visit you and your family on the weekends whenever there has no practice. (Your parents was shock at first after you told them that your dating someone, but they both supported you and even told you to bring Hinata sometimes.)

✧ Hinata was so nervous when you've mentioned that your parents wanted to meet him. He was a bit hesitant at first and he kept on telling you that he didn't want to meet them (yet); saying he was scared of what your parents might think if him. You just laughed at him and reassured him that your parents will love him. (In the end, he end up loving your parents after meeting them.)

✧ He always talks about volleyball. And you aren't complaining because you love it how he would always talk about his passion towards that sport.

✧ He would teach you how to play volleyball, and you would teach him (your hobby) in return. (He was a bit struggling at first but he was determined to keep on trying just for you.)

✧ He loves it when you hug him, kiss him on the cheeks, give him head rub, or even cheering him on when he have practices or matches with other schools. (And he always get flustered or embarrassed when you done those things which made Noya and Tanaka to tease him even more when seeing his blushing face. Tsuki would occasionally butt's in and tease him as well.)

✧ He always brought your favorite snacks when your upset or when you have your period. (He was struggling what pads/tampons you wore when he tries buying one for you and he would need to call his Mom or Kiyoko for help.)

✧ He likes it when you come over to his house and comfort him whenever he failed his test/exams. He has a total breakdown when his team lose a game and tour always there to comfort him. And this is the reason why his starting to fall in love with you even more.

✧ Your his top one supporter!

✧ He would always text and call you when his at his training camp. Would send you a text every now and then, before and after his match/game.

✧ You would help him study before his exams or whenever he would take a test.

✧ He loves to cuddle with you, a lot.

✧ He would shower you with kisses on the face and would say and whisper only sweet things to you.

✧ No questions ask but he would always ask for your perfume and would use it for his shirts so he could always smell your scent whenever you aren't around.

✧ He would always bring you up to his conversation with his friends, telling them how he was so lucky to have you.

✧ Hinata would always tease Kageyama for not having a girlfriend.

✧ In some random times, he would blurt out how much he loves you and you would just get flustered whenever he would say those words to you.

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[bettermiya]

THE DEVIL DOLL.

Pairing: Hinata Shoyou & Reader

WC: 1.7k Triggers: Lobotomy / Platonic Yandere (?) Summary: You find a doll in the trash that you plan to sell. Horror!AU.

He was meant to be a life-sized doll, but he seems small to you. His hair is a messy red, almost orange, standing up in all directions. As you remove him from the dumpster where you found him, you run your fingers through it. It’s a fine material, almost like real hair. He has a layer of some kind of artificial skin over what feels to be a more solid, heavy plastic frame. You wonder briefly why such an expensive looking doll- you’ve seen them in the stores, they’re the next big thing for people with enough money to use dollar bills as kindling for their fireplaces- why is such a thing in the garbage?

You give him a cursory check. He seems to be all in one piece, just dirty and scuffed from his time in the dumpster. There are a few cosmetic damages where smooth skin-you can’t think of anything else to call the material- has been torn or nibbled by pests and the sharp edges of other trash, but you have done repairs like this before. If you heat up the material, you’re fairly sure you can melt the edges together. There may be little ‘scars,’ but if you can get the guy up and running again, you’ll be able to sell him for enough money to get yourself back on track.

You get him home. To clean him off, you end up having to give him a strange sort of sponge bath in the tub. It’s the only place he’ll fit. You’re afraid to get him too wet, though. The dolls are supposed to have a sort of rudimentary AI system, and you doubt throwing him into a vat of rice will save him if he ends up getting water-logged.

Once he’s been cleaned, you place him on the floor in your room and gather your tools. For a lot of fashion type dolls, you can use a hair dryer to heat up the glue enough to remove the doll’s head. This one seems to not have a detachable head in the traditional sense; the neck and head connect together almost seamlessly. From the owner’s manual you downloaded by scanning the QR code on the heel of his foot, you are able to find the power switch, which is an almost imperceptible raised button just behind his left ear.

You press the button and hold it down until you hear the slightly rattling hum, like that of an old computer toward. Sitting back on your heels in front of him, you watch as his head lifts and his eyes slowly open, glowing a faint amber. He cocks his head to one side, regarding you curiously, and offers a smile. When he opens his mouth, a little air brushes your face, and you realize this must be where one of his venting systems is located. The manufacturers really thought of everything to make these dolls seem lifelike.

“Hello, my name is Hinata Shoyo.” He says, a little stutter and warble to his flat voice. It reminds you a little of the voice of one of those text readers people use to make videos on apps like TikTok. You are a little confused by the doll already having a name; the manual made it sound as if the first thing you would do when the doll was booted up for the first time was to give it a name. You suppose this doll already has a name because someone tried it out. Maybe it was a display model. Certainly someone hadn’t spent all that money just to throw it away after naming it.

You briefly scan the manual again and find a page concerning how to reset the doll. The doll’s wide, golden eyes follow your hand as you lift it toward his right ear, searching for the small button just inside the soft whorl. You find it, press it, and hold it down. The doll watches you closely, blinks, and repeats.

“Hello, my name is Hinata Shoyo.”

Strange, but you’ll worry about that later. Besides, even if he has already been programmed with a name, you still believe you can sell him for enough money to change your current circumstances. You smile at him and tell him your name. A thin band of light glows around the edge of his amber iris as he takes in your name and repeats it in that same, flat voice as before. You have a brief moment of panic, before reading in the manual that there can be multiple users with various profiles and preferences. You’ll just delete your profile once you do the necessary repairs and get him in working order again.

As you move about your room, gathering your tools, the doll Hinata watches you. It sits with its legs crossed and its hands resting in its lap. You’ll need to buy the doll new clothes-. The ones that it is wearing now, while freshly cleaned courtesy of your washer and dryer, are falling apart from being exposed to the trash and elements. You aren’t sure what base personality this model of the doll is supposed to have, that would have been something included with the specific box and literature of this particular doll, but you suppose you can ask it. If the doll’s AI is not sophisticated enough to answer basic questions about itself, you can look it up online and shake your head about the price of the doll compared with its actual capabilities. “What model are you?” Hinata straightens as if called to attention and rattles off a long string of letters and numbers. You shake your head quickly, there’s no way you’ll remember all of that. “No, I mean… what is your interest? Or hobby?” You’re scrolling madly through the owner’s manual, trying to find the right verbiage to get your desired response. “I like volleyball.” Hinata says with a bright smile. The expression on its face is almost human in its excitement- almost.

A sports model. You can hardly contain your own excitement. The ones that help with learning and practicing sports are the more expensive models, since they include sensors for heart rate levels, step counting, and other health and wellness based applications. Why was Hinata in the dumpster? The question keeps nagging at the back of your mind like an itch you can’t quite scratch, but you’re too excited and too deep in mentally creating the list of the bills you’ll pay and things you’ll treat yourself with when you sell the doll. “Hinata, can you run a vitals scan for me, please?” You ask, just as a test. The doll stands and moves to you. It reaches out its hands; one circles the bicep of your left arm and the other your right wrist. The hand clutching your left arm begins to tighten its grip, the tips of the doll’s fingers applying enough pressure to be uncomfortable, almost painful. You gasp and try to pull away, but Hinata holds firm. It’s only a few moments, but they are frightening ones. He releases you, and you stagger back. “Your blood pressure is slightly elevated, but vitals seem to be strong.” Hinata says matter-of-factly. He tilts his head and smiles. “Do you want to go for a run? Do some drills?” Of course. That’s why his grip was so tight; he was checking blood pressure. You take a moment to calm your breathing. Shaking your head, you offer him a small, nervous smile. “That’s okay. Tell me all about yourself while I start working on your repairs.” Hinata’s expression changes into something that looks very intense. Were his pupils always slitted like a cat? “I’m not broken.” His voice sounds strange. It's stuttering again, glitching.

“No, of course not! You just have a few cuts and you need new clothes.” You say quickly, gesturing to the tears in his skin and his obviously ruined clothes. Hinata looks down at himself and seems to notice his clothes for the first time. His eyes go back to normal, and you’re not sure if they had even changed before or if that was just a trick of the light. He sits down on the edge of your bed and the smile is back. The repairs don’t take long. Once you gather the necessary tools and materials and lots of coffee and energy drinks, you are able to finish over the course of a weekend. You managed to order a volleyball jersey off the internet and get it rush delivered. It fits him a little loosely, but it’ll be good enough. Whoever buys him can get him better clothes. The uniform is a black and orange polo sort of shirt and shorts. (Orange to match the bright color of his hair.) You take photos of him, making sure to take photos of the small areas where you repaired him, and upload them along with his description. You start the price on the lower end for his model, hoping that the bidding will get higher as the time passes. When you’re finished, you take a moment to let yourself feel excited and hopeful. You go to sleep with a smile on your face. There is still that nagging voice in the back of your mind. Why was he thrown away? You don’t notice his eyes glowing from the corner of your room. You wake up to a loud sound and find Hinata standing over your destroyed computer. Your eyes widen, but before you can draw the breath needed to scream, he is on top of you. He’s so fast, a blur of motion. He sits heavily on your stomach, and you can see a jagged piece of glass in his hand, most likely from the screen of your computer. He is staring at you with those wide, golden eyes and those slitted pupils you thought were just your imagination.

“You were going to sell me…” Somehow, his modulated voice sounds sad. You try to speak, but his free hand lashes out and catches your throat. His hand begins to squeeze, and suddenly you can’t breathe. “I thought we were friends.” You thrash beneath him, clawing at his hand, but he doesn’t budge. Darkness is starting to crowd your vision; your head is beginning to swim. He lowers the tip of the glass toward your eye. “I think we can still be friends, don’t you? I’ll make sure you’re unconscious while I make your repairs.” He’s smiling broadly, his eyes are so wide they look like twin, glowing suns. As you black out, you feel the tip of the glass shard pressing between your eye and its socket, digging deeper and deeper. “Friends forever.”

#hinata shoyo x y/n #hinata shoyo x reader #yandere hinata #yandere haikyuu #hinata shoyo imagine #written by iwachan

[lumiinix]

Their stoic crush giving them a small gift!

Pairings: Hinata, Akaashi, Hoshiumi x fem!reader.

Summary: He likes you, but he didn’t really thought he had a high chance since you’re kinda stoic and cold. But his mind change a bit when you gave him a small gift even when it’s not his birthday.

Warning(s): None (that I know off).

A/N: God I had to finish part 2 of that Hoshiumi x reader fic.

Hinata:

Literally, no one can understand why he has such a crush on you.

Sure, you two are in the same class, but he’s such an energetic and radiates a sunshine energy when you’re…kinda the opposite.

The volleyball team thought his crush is only based on your looks but his crush on you only grew over time, and they still didn’t know why.

Sunshine boy here would always try to talk to you and at first, he overwhelmed you a bit, but you still talk to him and over the time, you two share bits and pieces of information about eachother.

And the more you talk to him, the more you fell for him too. But you hadn’t showed your interest, until now.

Hinata had been asking you to come to his practices and matches but you haven’t had the chance to go yet. So when he has a practice match in Karasuno, you decided to give him a sun pin as a gift bc y’know, he’s an absolute sunshine.

When he saw you at the match, boy was jumping up and down in excitement but his nervousness also skyrocket.

He does his very best in the match just so he can impress you!

And when you gave him the pin, his heart burst and his face is soooo red.

“Here.” You simply said, handing him the pin. He blinks at the sun-shaped pin that you’re handing him before his face became beat red.

“F-for me?” He asked, pointing at himself, he swear he could feel everyone on his team staring holes onto his back and can even hear Tanaka and Nishinoya giggling, surely he would get an endless amount teasing later. But he didn’t care.

“Yeah,” you said, a rare small smile appears as an even rarer blush follows. “You played very good, I want to give you this as a gift for winning today.”

A smile crept up his face as he took the pin from your hand, he thought he would never had a chance with you, but when you show him that rare smile of yours, the thought was swept away.

Going back to where his team was, Nishinoya exclaimed while rubbing the ginger’s head with his elbow:

“Damn Hinata! Didn’t think you can make the ice queen fall for you that fast!” He didn’t admit with, but didn’t denied it too, because maybe he did somewhat made you fall for him.

Akaashi:

The two of you were actually similar, both more lean on the reserved side, calm and collective, stoic looking, etc…

But you two barely spoken to eachother because of that, you just thought that the other wouldn’t be comfortable talking.

So he’d only catch feelings when the teacher group you two eachother for a project, and you two were force to talk more about eachother.

You found out more about eachother like interest or favorite food, he would told you about his volleyball team and sometimes you would go and watch him play, with the excuse of waiting him to finish practice so you two can work on the project.

But the volleyball team said otherwise and they started to tease the setter about how he should man up and just ask you out already, but he brush it off saying that he didn’t think that you’ll like him.

Even when the project was finished, you two still talk to eachother daily as the two of you sees eachother as comfort.

Valentines was coming up soon, so you decided to make some chocolates to gave it to him, as a part of thanking him for helping you all of the time, and to somewhat show your feelings towards him.

“Akaashi-kun.” Akaashi turned around to see you walking towards him, he was about to ask what’s going on when you suddenly hand him a pink box with a cute ribbon on top.

“For you. I made this.” You said, blushing a little.

Akaashi suddenly felt butterflies in his stomach in seeing your blush, he couldn’t even fight his own blush as well. He didn’t think that this scenario would happen as he was quite sure that you didn’t had an interest in him.

“T-thank you…I really appreciate this.” he said, looking away as he took the chocolate box from your hand before turning around and walk away.

“Maybe I should give her something back for White day too…” he thought, looking at the chocolate box. Maybe there is still hope for him. His thought was cut off by Bokuto running towards him:

“HEY AKAASHI! WHATCHA GOT THERE?!”

“A new hope.” Akaashi shrugged, dismissing any other questions Bokuto asked next.

Hoshiumi:

Short a/n: if your wanna understand more of the context of this part, you can read my Hoshiumi x reader fanfic that I made. But you didn’t need to as this can be seen as a stand alone.

Hoshiumi is getting frustrated as time flew by.

All he wanted to do was to get a reaction out of you, but all you had is that: “annoying blank face.” As he said to his teammates.

His teammates jokes that he had a sorta crush on you was he never got work up for someone, and they were somewhat true.

A part of him didn’t know why he was so work up when it comes to you, but he just brush it off as you were underestimating him, which is far from the truth.

You on the other hand, we’re dragged in this by Hoshiumi as he always try to show you his spikes. And although you think they were cool, the fact that he only want to get a reaction to boost his ego annoys you and you were already getting used to seeing his spikes already because of this so…oops.

But you didn’t told him that, a part of you find this endearing and entertaining as he is trying is best to make your eyes widen in shock.

So to encourage him a little, you decided to crochet a little volleyball chain for him.

Waiting for Hoshiumi to finish talking to his teammates, you walk to him and he just glares at you (like the pic above 👆).

“What?” He asked and you just shove the crochet volleyball chain into his arms. Hoshiumi’s eyes widen as he looks at the chain, it looked like it was made professionally.

“I made it.” You answered before he can even ask.

“What?! Really?!” He perked up, the ace didn’t know that you could do this. Well, it made sense as he only know you for your lack of expression and the need to made you had the expression that he’s doing right now. You notice this and let out a chuckle which takes him back as this is the first time he ever heard your laugh (sorta).

“I actually made this as a token of good luck in…whatever you’re trying to do with me. But I didn’t think that you’ll be impressed by my crochet skills.” You said, noting strongly the word impressed so he can get the idea.

It took him a second, but once he gets it, his face goes red as he began to throw a fit. “It’s not fair! You trick me!” He shouted. You just ignored him while the team calms him down laughing.

You never saw your crochet volleyball again, but little did you know, he hangs it in his room to remind himself of making you laugh impressing you with his spikes again.

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[dalgikiss]

the very condition of existence // h. shouyo

it's just a leap of faith, that's all it is

genre: romance, angst

“You really think I can reach it?” 

You stare at where the balloon floated against the ceiling, the string just grazing the tips of your fingertips if you outstretched your hand hard enough. 

Hinata looks at you strangely, head cocking to the side, “Well, yeah!” He grins at you with the brightness of a thousand stars and you think you’re just not ready to stand in the light of something so bright. 

“All you gotta do-” Hinata mimics you with his arm stretched over his head before bending his knees and jumps a little, “-is reach for it!”

He lands on the balls of his feet, making sure to repeat the motions of his hand grabbing the string in the empty air a few more times for good measure. 

The sun shines in through the window, golden light falling over his broad shoulders and lighting up his already golden eyes and you finally understand what Akaashi means when he says that he can only do what he has always done when standing in front of a star. 

“What if I miss?” You press on, fingers still scrambling around in the air because the small ledge where you can stay as just friends is beginning to fade underneath you, the tension is building up, it’s too close, too fast, and the drop might not kill you, but the impact of the sea below you will. “What if I lose my balloon forever?”

Hinata regards you with a strange look because your questions seem a little more intense than it should for a silly balloon he had bought you but it doesn’t matter because he just needs to answer the-

“It’s a leap of faith,” He finally says, “You won’t know until you try. Everything you want will come to you when the time is right. Besides, if you don’t get this balloon, i’ll buy you another one to make it up”

A leap of faith

(Am I ready?)

You won’t know until you try

(All I gotta do is reach for it)

Everything comes when the time is right

(That’s all it is [name], just a leap of faith)

You take a deep breath and relax your fingertips as the ledge crumbles beneath your feet. The sea waves whisper under you as they crash into rocks and for the first time in a few months, you think you can finally breathe again. 

“Hinata, I like you”

There is a moment of silence as he tries to swallow you with his gaze and you are falling, falling, falling until-

The sea roars.

The balloon pops, pink pieces of plastic floating between the two of you.

“[name], I’m really sorry but-”

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[vilevvords]

Next door neighbor Hinata who’s a favorite of the elder residents of the apartment complex, always helping with shopping bags and asking about their families. Who is dubbed “perfect son-in-law” and gets a little shy when they want to set him up with their grandchildren, but is so incredibly nice about it.

Who’s always wearing a bright smile on his face and seems to always have an eye for the good things in life. He lights up the hallway whenever you see him, always has some nice words for you, and never fails to make your day a little better.

Who’s apartment is so cozy and so him. Memorabilia, postcards, and Polaroid pictures everywhere, reminders of vacations, volleyball games, and his time in Brazil. He talks you through them with a glimmer in his eyes, overflowing with passion and it almost feels like you were there with him. Everything is labeled nicely and when treats you to dinner after you let him use your washing machine for a week because his broke down, another Polaroid joins the collection.

Who’s so reliable and diligent, always on top of the cleaning schedule, and overall just such a dream of a neighbor that the other residents are openly jealous you’re the one who gets to live next to him.

Who’s love for nature always drags him outdoors - jogging, biking, hiking, or playing volleyball. And who is quick to apologize should he drag any dirt in, quickly fetching a mop to clean the entire stairway even if it’s not his duty this week.

Who is loved by every pet he comes across; cats brushing against his legs, dogs bouncing at him with paws that claw at his shirt begging for attention, and for some reason, there are always more birds at his bird feeder than there are at everyone else's.

Who when he comes home from his morning run and stands in the hallway bathed in the amber hues of the rising sun and with a slight sheen of sweat glistening on his skin, looks so ethereal. And when he flashes you a smile so breathtakingly vibrant leaves you wondering if he’s always been this handsome or if you’ve just been blind all along.

Who, despite being rather on the short side for a man, possesses a presence that has heads turning and voices quietening without the need for intimidation. It is a kind of force unlike any other that is accompanied by admiration and awe while still remaining so very human, full of compassion and consideration.

Who plays volleyball with the children living in the apartment complex whenever he can and is an excellent role model, full of passion for what he’s doing and so unbelievably supportive. He is quick to console them when they fall and graze their knees, bringing a smile back on their faces so effortlessly that you can’t help but think it’s magic. Parents love him because they know their kids are in good hands and when one of his games is coming up they organize a little public viewing because the kids want to see their idol in action.

Who loves sharing his excitement with whoever is willing to listen, babbling away about volleyball, his friends, or his family without ever being obtrusive, and is such a good listener, too. Who never not makes sure you feel noticed. He pays attention even when everyone else talks over you, meeting your eye and nodding at you with a gentle smile gracing his face as a way of saying Please, continue.

Next door neighbor Hinata who is has a soul woven out of threads of love and isn’t afraid to show that in every way possible. Who brightens the days of everyone around him like it is what he was put on this world to do.

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[fireflynight435]

🍊Shoyo Hinata🍊

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