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38riku · 2 years

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𝐇𝐎𝐏 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍’ 𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐘

synopsis ; waking them up to do the nasty. afab reader. f!reader, use of she/her pronouns.

includes ; yuta okkotsu and hinata shoyo

cw ; this post contains 18+ content. minors and ageless blogs do not interact. cowgirl and reverse cowgirl. breeding kink. praise. degradation. pet names (angel; doll/doll face) biting. nipple play (?)

notes ; back from hiatus and of course I wrote for my favorites 🫶🏽

taglist ; @gabzlovesu @thathoneybee3 @dazaisfavgf @chubbyblackthottie taglist form is pinned on my blog !!

𝐎𝐊𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐘.

“yeah, just like that angel—”

any other time, the intensity of his stare would make you squirm, covering your body out of embarrassment no matter how many time he’s seen you like this — you’ve seen each other like this — but, you were still sleepy, and couldn’t bring yourself to care; focusing on the breathy praises he’d sing and chasing your release.

it never took long, even with the way you lazily rolled your hips against his: sat upright, arms loosely hung around his neck in nothing but his t-shirt. perhaps it was the intimacy of it all. you were craving him, and, even in the middle of the night, he’ll satisfy you without question. or, it could be the way he hits that spot that makes you cream all over him in seconds, curving upward and brushing against your most sensitive spots.

“ ‘m close yuta—”

“i know pretty, i can feel you clenching around me — ready for me to fill you up with my cum, yeah?”

beneath his lidded, midnight irises was a spark that never failed to shine at the mention of him stuffing you full and plugging it up. it got him going. one hand gripped your hip, the other smoothing over your ass before hitting it with enough force to make you whine.

“y-yes, wanna be filled up by you, please ~ ” you all but cried, looking at him through your lashes with a cute little pout in fear of denial. he loved it when you begged for his cum, as if it was a privilege to be his personal cum dump.

the pads of his fingers hastened your movements, grinding you quicker and catching your clit on his pelvis — a pleasured mewl leaving falling from your lips as you struggled to remain upright at the newfound stimulation.

“been doing so good for me, let me take care of you for this last bit~”

𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐒.

“you wanted my cock so bad work a little harder will ya?”

his breath fanned your neck from behind, calloused hands cupping your tits and thumbing over your perked nipples harshly. he was so mean, being awoken from his sleep just to get you off — “so selfish.” he had scolded, “can’t stop being a cock hungry slut — just for a few minutes while I sleep huh?”

hinata didn’t mean it, he never did. however, he is positively addicted to the way you clench around him when he talks to you like that.

your head lolled to the side in the crook of his neck, an “awe” laced in faux pity was whispered in your ear as he pinched your nipple, hard. your body jolted upright, a high-pitched squeal eliciting a deep, amused chuckle from your lover.

“you must be dumber than you let on huh?” he mused, hands trailing down to your waist to forcefully drag you along his cock while thrusting up into you at an inhumane speed.

your incoherent blurbs and slurred enunciation of his names were drowned out by the obscene sound of skin slapping, your arousal creating a sloppy ring of white at the base of his cock that threatened to drip down his balls.

“sho’ it’s too much I-I- can’t—”

“y-y-you don’t have a choice doll.” he mock stuttered, licking a stripe from your shoulder to the base of your neck before biting down.

the action took you by surprised, a breathy moan leaving your lips and spurring on your inevitable orgasm. you were too fuzzy minded to be embarrassed as you soaked his thighs, your released shooting upward as you stained the sheets with your sin.

“that’s it doll, fuck — you know I love it when you make a mess.”

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real-hot-grl-shi · 2 months

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OMFG.

HOLY SHIT NOBODY HAS EVER INTRODUCED ME TO 3RD YEAR/ADULT HINATA HISHWHWHWHW

HES ACTUALLY SO FINE OMGGGGGG LEMME GET A PIECE OF DATTTTTTT😍😍😍😍😍😍😩😩😩😩

#hinata x reader #hinata shouyou #hinata x you #lord have mercy #hes so fine #MAKING ME ACT UP #spreading legs #hinata x black reader #throwing it back

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cinnamoodles · 4 months

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lumiinix · 1 year

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After you two got married, he developed this habit where he will zone out and will call your name with his last name in a lovesick manner. And it will happen randomly too, like he could be out with his friends and then he will suddenly zoned out, completely ignoring anything his friends just said your name with his last name like a lovesick man. His friends are honestly tired of him acting like this like bro, we’re still single here???

“Omg Y/N he’s doing this shit again. Please for the love of god tell him to stop.” One of his friend called you, about to lose his god damn mind when he saw your husband doing it again in the middle of a fucking bar.

-ATSUMU, HINATA, Bokuto, Oikawa, Kuroo, Romero.

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rumisgf · 22 days

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“player 2”

kenma was so mean.

all you wanted was attention from your boyfriend and here he is, showing you no mercy as he has you sat on his dick. what do you even expect anymore?

“hm, what’s the matter baby? ‘s too much?”

“mmmph, fuckkkkk!”

he thrust himself all the way into your sopping entrance, gripping your asscheeks as his gaming chair squeaks. your helpless cries only fuel him more, aiming to get you to spill every last drop of your cum on his lap. it’s only fair since you had been teasing him the whole night while he was streaming: wearing only his skirt and your cute, small little shorts.

“m- ‘m sor-rryyyy! i’m sorryyyy!”

your breathes are jumpy and haste as he ruts into you from underneath. you’re sure that you’ll wake up with bruises on your hips from kenma gripping them, guiding you up and down his entire length. the sound of your ass clapping on him still is slightly overpowered by the squelching, wet sound of your cunt painting your boyfriend’s dick as he pounds into you.

“you can be sorry all you want, ‘m not done with this pussy.”

@ rumisgf

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kaiijo · 23 hours

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ROMANCE TROPES — [HAIKYUU]

characters: hinata shoyo, miya atsumu, bokuto koutarou, sakusa kiyoomi content: gn! reader, the msby four, rich sakusa (i am a rich sakusa truther until the end), bokuto picks you up, sakusa is implied to be taller than you notes: omg i lowkey want to do a fuller version of sakusa’s part

hinata shoyo ✶ love at first sight

slouched in a plastic airport seat, hinata’s leg bounces anxiously as he awaits his flight. rain beats down the side of the windows and he prays to whatever universal force there is that the flight leaves at the right time. he couldn’t fly with everyone else earlier since he celebrated his grandmother’s birthday with family but it put him on a late night flight that lined up with an incoming storm.

he scrolls mindlessly through his social media feed, double-tapping a photo of oikawa’s reunion with his high school team and tanaka’s anniversary post for kiyoko.

the speaker system crackles to life. “attention, passengers of flight 7644 to sapporo, due to inclement weather conditions, the flight has been delayed an estimated two hours. we apologize for the inconvenience and thank you for your patience.”

hinata curses under his breath, already on his way to pulling up the black jackals’s group chat to tell them. he pulls his cap off, running a hand through his hair with a long sigh. his phone begins to buzz with texts, no doubt from his coach telling him to keep them updated.

he rests his forearms on his knees, slumping forward and skimming through the messages. then, he feels a cautious tap on his shoulder and a soft voice asks, “excuse me, do you have a charger i could use?”

when he looks up, hinata thinks the greater powers that be answered a different prayer of his. because holy shit he has never seen anyone as beautiful as you. you’re in a comfy-looking pullover and sweatpants and hinata only realizes he’s just been staring silently for a few seconds when your expression turns apologetic. “i’m sorry to bother you, i’ll ask someone else!”

“no, no, i’m sorry,” he says, words tumbling out of his mouth. he scrambles to unzip his backpack, rummaging through until he triumphantly pulls out his charger. he hands it to you and you thank him. before you can leave, he blurts out, “i’m hinata.”

“oh!” you stick your hand out and tell him your name with a small smile and when you do, hinata knows that he’s gone.

miya atsumu ✶ brother’s best friend

osamu’s not sure how atsumu managed to weasel his way into his plans. it was a bit of a blur, atsumu practically crashing through the door of onigiri miya as osamu closed up shop to go get drinks with you, begging to be included. he supposes to reason was pity and atsumu’s pleading look as well as the fact that you work far away that had him agreeing to his brother tagging along.

it was in your last year of high school that osamu figured out his brother had a big, fat crush on you. honestly, it should have been more obvious, especially with the way atsumu flaunted himself and often paraded around the house shirtless when he knew you were coming over. it bothered him at first, thinking bitterly that ‘tsumu couldn’t let him just have one thing to himself? but over time, the annoyance faded as he saw atsumu prove that this wasn’t just a flight-of-fancy, and osamu has already made peace with the very real possibility that you could be his in-law someday. that is, is atsumu could even tell you in the first place.

it’s a little disturbing, osamu thinks, watching the way atsumu flirts with you and wondering if he too makes the same googly-eyes at someone he’s crushing on or if that’s the way he sounds. you giggle when atsumu tries to take a sip of your margarita, telling him, “order your own then, ‘tsumu!”

“nah, yours tastes way better.”

“can’t take this scrub anywhere,” osamu says, earning a laugh from you and a glare from his twin.

you pat atsumu’s shoulder and osamu can’t believe you don’t feel how atsumu melts into your touch. “i’m actually glad both of you are here,” you say, “because i wanted to tell you guys that i’m moving back to tokyo! my boss promoted me so i’m back at main headquarters! isn’t that great?”

“that’s awesome,” osamu says, speaking for both himself and atsumu, who looks like he just won the lottery.

bokuto koutarou ✶ opposites attract

whenever akaashi introduces you and bokuto as a couple to new people, he always gets pulled over to the side and asked in a whisper, “how did those two get together? he’s so… and they’re less…”

akaashi can’t say that he wasn’t surprised when you and bokuto started dating back in high school, given that they two of you were on very different trajectories. obviously, bokuto was the captain of fukurodani’s volleyball team while you were student council president and vice-president of chess club. bokuto’s grade sat at the lower end of the spectrum while you were always within the top five students in your class. bokuto liked loud, screaming parties while you preferred a quiet night with a few friends.

so when bokuto grabbed him by the shoulders one day and shook him, saying that he needed to tell you how he felt, akaashi was taken off-guarded. he didn’t even know you knew each other beyond having a mutual friend, him.

maybe back then, akaashi would have agreed with the person asking him but now, he just tells them to observe the two of you. because when akaashi does, everything falls into place. like right now, as he and bokuto sit in the stands, watching your final chess match. if you win, you’ll hold onto your spot as a national champion and go on to compete internationally.

out of the corner of his eyes, akaashi watches as bokuto sits at the very edge of his seat, chewing on his bottom lip. it’s clearly killing him not to cheer and it’s a testament to both his devotion to you. your hand hovers above the bishop before you switch quickly to the queen and move the piece with confidence, setting it down and announcing, “checkmate.”

the crowds erupts into the cheers and you’ve only barely finished shaking your opponent’s hand when bokuto flies out of his seat and barrels towards you. he sweeps you off your feet, spinning you once and setting you down before planting a big kiss on your cheek. you’re beaming as you’re handing your trophy, and bokuto steps back to let you soak up your spotlight. akaashi can’t help but notice that bokuto is beaming too and clapping the loudest.

as the crowd starts to disperse, akaashi and bokuto join you again, ready to take you to your planned dinner. before you leave, bokuto says, “i was going to do this later but i can’t hold it in anymore, babe.” and he gets down on one knee with a ring box akaashi is all-too familiar with.

sakusa kiyoomi ✶ reunited childhood sweethearts

“try not to look so dour, sweetheart,” sakusa’s mother tells him as she fixes his tie. sakusa wants to grumble some choice words but he knows better than to complain to her. besides, he’s only partially paying attention, eyes darting about the crowd and back towards the venue’s entrance.

he settles on adjusting his mask with a barely audible sigh and mumbles a quiet thanks as she flits to fuss over his older siblings. he glances again, disappointed as a different group of people waltzes in. he knows his older sister wouldn’t be so cruel as to lie to him that your family will be in attendance but the anxiety is making his antsy.

the two of you were inseparable as children with you being one of his only friends growing up. you spent you days squirreled away in some nook reading or outside playing volleyball. your mothers always cooed that you two would get together one day, and as he got older and learned what that really meant, sakusa found himself hoping too. but then your parents took you and your siblings abroad, leaving him alone and heartbroken. he cut you off, hoping the distances and time would make your departure hurt less, but it didn’t.

sakusa doesn’t recognize the voice that calls his name but his head snaps towards the doorway. you’re standing in between your older sister and younger brother, waving at him. his heart skips a beat. your social media postings don’t do you enough justice; you’re even more attractive that the pixels he

s spent hours staring at.

you still have that ever-present smile on your face and you quickly break-off from your family to bound over to him. without even thinking, his arms close around you as you embrace him tightly. you feel so familiar and he doesn’t want to let you go as you part. evidently, you don’t either as you keep him close still, only leaning away to look at him. “you’re so tall,” you laugh, more shyly you add, “and very handsome.”

this time, sakusa thinks his heart stops.

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forusomimiya · 1 year

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𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕣’𝕤 𝕒 𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕕

⚜️𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘮𝘴𝘣𝘺4!𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱 𝘹 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

⚜️𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵

⚜️𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1,4𝘬

⚜️𝘤𝘸: 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢. (¡𝘔𝘐𝘕𝘖𝘙𝘚 𝘋𝘖𝘕𝘛 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋 𝘐𝘛!)

You don't remember how you ended up here, or maybe you do, but you don't remember what led you to make this decision, what went through your wonderful head making you think this would be a good idea.

Because it wasn't just good, it was the best.

A couple of drinks after your first face-to-face game with the team, glances and approaches, brought you, the rookie manager of the black jackals and the four worst men you could have ever met, to spend "a little good time" at your hotel.

It wasn't the first time they got together and talked about how you flirted with each of them or how you enticed them to have a quick, sneaky encounter in the locker room. What they didn't know is that while they were getting hard talking about you, you were in your room cumming on your fingers more than three times in a row, imagining an orgy with them.

And there you were, rejoicing and getting what you had wanted to happen for months.

"Little whore in heat... if you're going to keep looking at me like that while 'm fucking that mouth, I swear I'm going to make a mess on yar pretty face. And I don't think Sakusa likes it when someone messes up what's his, do you Omi-kun?" Atsumu's words are choppy with each thrust and with each touch of his tip at the end of your throat. His muscles begin to weaken but for his life, he will not stop until he has accomplished his goal.

"Just shut your fucking mouth and keep going, Miya. It keeps getting tighter every time you go in deeper."

"Ignore him Atsumu. Down here I can see how he enjoys every praise you give her" you only have a second to switch from focusing on Atsumu's cock to Hinata's and Sakusa's, both alternating to hit your fragile spot and making you moan long and hard as you gargle with Atsumu's cock.

"Holy fuck, so pretty like that… drooling all over my cock…” you moan in pain as you open your mouth wider. Your jaw will remind you tomorrow. "Awww… it hurts… Easy doll, I'll cum in no time and your mouth can rest. But first let me torture ya some more." His hips slam faster into your mouth, causing you to gag and your throat to itch, before you start to tear up.

"Hah, she's already in tears. Poor baby… maybe three cocks aren't enough for her. Maybe ya should slow down your movements, Atsumu…. What do you think? I'd like to have her mouth intact for a while from now" deaf ears to the words of Bokuto, who stands to the side squeezing the base of his cock and stroking the tip, mesmerised by the movement of your tits bouncing back and forth. Atsumu's hands on the back of your neck force you deeper into him, and even though it's your first time sucking him, you know what it means, so you look up and confirm your intuition when you see his eyebrows draw together and his mouth form an "O".

"Ahh keep crying… keep crying for my cock… nngh f-fuck! Keep it up, keep it up!" Quickly the thick, warm liquid runs down your throat and you can only continue to watch him, biting his lip as he is consumed by pleasure and continues to spill now onto your tongue. You swallow, frowning at the bitter taste. It's not pleasant, but fuck, you're a slut at sex, and you like to show it off.

"Damn… you swallowed it?" You nod and lick the remainder left on your lips, sobbing and whimpering because even though your mouth is now empty, your pussy is still filled by two cocks. "Good girl" you smile as he strokes your head, enticing you to close your eyes and appreciate his sweet touch. Atsumu could change his ways with you whenever he wanted.

You were fascinated by the way he was sometimes gentle with you in training, giving you his attention and care. Giving you advice on how to improve or cheering you up when you were down. Other times, he would catch you off guard from behind when no one was watching and he would fawn in your ear about what a good girl you were when you offered him water or towels to wipe off your sweat. He always said he'd thank you later, but it never happened. Until now.

Men who have you dripping, panting and cursing bring you back to enjoy them.

"M-more please… want more, so good…" Sakusa squeezes your hips and increases the strokes, obeying your pleas, grunting with each time you clench around him.

"Fuck… gonna fill this fucking pussy to the last drop. You're taking me so well that i think i wanna do it again…" but you can't take any more. The support of your arms on the bed trembles with each thrust, and the speed and joy of feeling the friction of both cocks in you doesn't help. "Just a little more kitten, just a little more…". You moan louder and louder and beg to go faster, though Hinata, slowly torturing you and dismissing that option, continues to enjoy every inch of your pussy opening up for him, willing to spend the time needed.

"P-please… faster… more - faster."

"Sshh be good for us baby, just have fun and keep squeezing for us, yeah? We promise to fill you up real soon kitty, just a - little bit - more."

You nod unconsciously. You can't stop thinking about how badly you want to cum all over them. And fuck, Bokuto hasn't even touched you yet, and you crave it, you need him to humiliate you and reward you for how well you're behaving. There's still time to enjoy him.

"I can't take it anymore… need her now." Bokuto steps in front of you and from his position you can see what he wants to do, so you stick out your tongue and wait.

"Hah, did you see that? She's as desperate as we thought. Didn't you get enough of mine that now you want Bokkun's?" you look sideways at the blond, who chuckles and grabs you by the chin, moving you in his direction and ordering you. "Now, open up."

The next thing that happens, comes very quickly.

You don't lose eye contact with Atsumu as he drops a trickle of saliva into your mouth. Bokuto, too aroused by the scene with the blond, and by the two partners warning that they are close to cumming, points in the direction of your tits and without control over himself, regretting it, is the next to do it. The warmth of the fluid and how dirty it makes you feel, makes you come and brings you closer to orgasm, with no interest in alerting the men who, by the pressure on their cocks and your uncontrolled leakage, know what is going on.

"Ahh fuck, she's cumming, she's cumming! hah- so tight…" Hinata is next to follow you, letting his cum leak out of your pussy and drip onto it, leading Sakusa to hopelessly let himself go.

"Yeahh, i love it… so wet… you're all mine, you hear me? Fucking mine" Emptying himself completely as he admires how underneath his cock white liquid is still oozing out, possibly a mixture of all three.

You take a few seconds to breathe, still on top of Hinata, who smiles at you as she lies slumped on the bed. You smile back with what little energy you have left, and thinking about it, you miss feeling full again, and underappreciated, in some ways. You think about what you're going to do, but then you remember that you've come here to play, and that you have a side to you that they haven't known yet, and you have to put it into practice.

When Sakusa and Hinata have risen from the bed, you crawl to the end of it and kneel down, staring at them one by one and waiting for them to know what you want. Bokuto seems to be the only one who notices your intentions, which leads him to smile at you for it and approach you with the same.

"Coming for more?" You nod cradling yourself against his hand as he caresses your cheek. Bokuto and the rest can't stop devouring you with their eyes. It was no wonder; a mess covered in tears and semen, with teeth marks at your neck and finger marks on your buttocks. More than one couldn't help but take a breather to get back into bed again.

"We didn't think we had such a docile manager…" Atsumu's voice, sitting behind you, prompts you to lean back against his chest, letting out small gasps, satisfied with the result. You are ready for round two.

"We'll care you for a while longer, if that's what you want."

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@planetmarz

A.N.: Okay, is this an open ending TO A SEQUEL? I don't want to deceive myself but, I would love to do a sequel. I'm not very satisfied with the result, cause I think I'm not very good narrating a situation, and I'm better at making short scenes, so… I'll have to see how much appreciation this short fic has and consider making a last and second part 🫡

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haikyu-mp4 · 17 days

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The sun and his flower

word count; 2133 – f!reader

Hinata never really got into driving. He took his driver's licence, but never got around to buying a car after returning to Japan. So when the snow fell overnight and he overslept for practice with the Black Jackals, he had no other choice but to leave his bike and hop on a bus.

And he would forever be thankful that he did. Because that morning was the first time he saw you. You sat closer to the front of the bus, in one of those unfortunate seats turned the other way, so Hinata could watch as you bopped your head carefully to whatever music you listened to and stared out the window. Your movements didn’t quite match up with his own music, which he found annoying so he turned his off. Who still uses earbuds with a cord? he thought as he watched how the cord was tangled in with your scarf.

Even though he didn’t know the names of any particular flowers, he started comparing you to them.

So he kept catching the bus, often running briskly to the bus stop just to make sure he could get on the right one, even if it was a bit early or a bit late.

Sometimes he got a seat where he could see your face, sometimes he had to pretend to adjust something to turn and catch glances at you, and sometimes he could only pout at the top of your head over the seat. Nonetheless, he started imagining what you did after stepping off the bus. Were you a student? A florist? A musician? Or maybe you worked in some office, like Kuroo.

You always got off before him, the same stop every time, and his eyes would follow you until you were blurry because the bus moved and then you were out of sight. He would then slump back in his seat, putting his headphones on for two more stops until he could get off, jogging to make up for the warm-up time he missed.

“You ever considered getting a car?” Sakusa asked him one day as Hinata shuffled into place beside them where they were finishing warm-ups while he started them, beginning with his thighs while Sakusa rolled his shoulders back into place.

“No,” Hinata answered sharply before chuckling, struggling a bit to keep his balance in the pose he used. “I mean, the bus is cheaper.”

Atsumu scoffed. “As if money for a car should be a problem, ya can get a little golf or something if yer so worried,” he said, jumping in place to loosen up his muscles.

“I could get a car, but I don’t really need it. Think of the environment, Tsumu.” Hinata teased back, switching legs as Bokuto came from the bathroom.

“Sho!” he cheered, not minding any conversation they might have had before. Hinata kept on with his warmup beside the net while they started with Atsumu setting for their spikes. Sakusa made little comments and quickly, everyone forgot about the previous conversation. Finally, Hinata was ready to spike. Atsumu set up a few for him before they were told to get ready for team practice, everyone taking a break to fill up on water.

As Hinata dried off his forehead with the bottom of his shirt, he sighed. “Actually, there’s this girl,” he said, stopping when he heard someone gasp dramatically, not sure which of his team members it was as he continued. “On the bus, she’s really pretty.”

“Don’t be shy, tell us about ‘er,” Atsumu encouraged, leaning his arm uncomfortably on Sakusa’s shoulder, a motion that was quickly denied.

So Hinata did, he got up from the bench and with unnecessary gestures, he told them about which stop you get off at and detailed the colour of your hair. He had a small discussion with himself about what word to use for the colour of your eyes, and then when he finished he looked at his friends with the sweetest smile.

Bokuto, ever the optimist, nodded encouragingly. “And?”

Hinata’s nose scrunched. “That’s it. We haven’t talked yet.”

“You take the bus every day just to stare at her? That’s not creepy at all,” Sakusa said sarcastically, ending the conversation on that note as they were called back to the court.

You didn’t mean to. Your eyes usually stayed on the scenery passing by, making up scenes in your head based on whatever music your shuffled playlist handed you, so you didn’t mean to make eye contact with the orange-haired guy when you were on your way off the bus. He sat in the seat closest to the door, and when your eyes met his, he smiled. You could have sworn it was cloudy outside, so why was the sun sitting on the bus with you this whole time? And why didn’t you notice it before?

The moment was cut short as more people were getting off, some burly man bumping your shoulder to get off and naturally pushing you along as you realised it was indeed drizzling outside. By the time you turned around to seek his warmth again, the bus doors were closing and the bus carried your sunshine away.

The day after, the volume on your earbuds was a bit lower as you stepped on the bus, looking around uncharacteristically and deflating when you realised there was no orange hair in sight. So you sat down in the seat behind where he sat yesterday and got back to looking out the window.

It wasn’t until four stops later that someone sat down beside you, and you frowned when you looked forward and saw that the bus wasn’t that full, so then you turned to whoever sat beside you. And there he was, warm just like the last time you saw him.

“Sorry, is it okay if I sit here?” he asked, loudly enough to disturb other commuters, but you couldn’t hear while your earbuds were still in. Your eyes zeroed in on his cheeks where there were tiny freckles kissed by a soft red flush, probably from running to the bus stop or something. Then you looked down, noticing how his lips were moving before his tongue ran between them, oh.

You picked your earbud out before tucking some hair behind your ear so you could see him properly, taking in a quick breath. “Sorry! What did you say?” you asked, corners of your lips tilted up.

Hinata chuckled, skipping the question of whether or not he could sit there. “What are you listening to?” he asked instead, pointing to the earbud you were rolling between your fingers.

You hesitated for a second before simply handing the earbud over, an inviting glint in your eyes as you silently let him indulge in your privacy. He smiled even brighter, making you squint slightly before he took the earbud and put it in his ear, subconsciously leaning a bit closer so he wouldn’t pull yours out.

And as he started slightly moving his head, you wondered what he was so happy about so early in the morning. If the sun’s brightest time is midday, why does it feel like it’s right here at 06.47? You chuckled silently under your breath, wondering if everyone else on the bus felt his warmth too. “I like your smile,” you said before you could stop yourself.

Hinata really liked your music, it suited you and at the same time, it was nothing like what he imagined. He didn’t listen to music that often, preferring to listen to his breathing and nature while jogging, but he could get used to this if he could share it with someone. With you.

When you took the initiative to talk more, he almost felt shy about it, lifting a hand to the back of his neck. “Thank you. I like your music,” he said, wanting to compliment you back but feeling like he couldn’t just say I like you. Because he did, he knew so little about you that it wasn’t easy to pinpoint anything, but he just liked you.

Eventually, you had to get off, so Hinata scrambled out of his seat, making your earbud fall out. Now he stood beside the seat, the two of you still connected as you held your phone and he had the earbud in. Quickly, he took it out and apologised, to which you told him not to worry before walking past him and in the heat of your fluster, you didn’t even say goodbye. You didn’t even catch his name.

The next time you sat down on the bus, you were determined to do better, exactly how Hinata was yesterday as he braced himself to talk to you. When Hinata once again stepped on the bus at his usual stop, you lifted your hand and waved at him, making him smile and come over to sit beside you. “Hey!” he greeted cheerfully.

“Hi,” you responded, very aware of your upper arm pressed against his even if there was space enough not to. You handed over one earbud for him, taking in a deep breath of courage. “You never told me your name.”

Hinata took the earbud but didn’t put it in his ear. “Shoyo. Hinata Shoyo.” He mentally cursed at how he sounded like James Bond, but every other thought dissipated when you responded with your name. He liked it. He looked at you, noticing how prettily your eyelashes swung out at the edge and how he could finally decide on your eye colour now that he saw you up close. “Pretty,” he whispered, not sure if he was talking about your name or just you.

You blushed, turning away for a moment and then looking back at him, wondering the same thing as he did. “What do you do, Shoyo?” you asked, letting his name roll off your tongue like a sour candy you weren’t sure you could handle but still felt tempted to eat up.

“I’m a professional volleyball player,” he answered, looking proud. Your eyes widened, lips parting in surprise.

“Really? That’s so cool!” you said, making sure you didn’t talk too loudly and disturb others on the bus. You were amazed and naturally let your eyes browse down to get a glimpse of his physique. Professional athlete. “I don’t know why I thought professional athletes didn’t use public transport.”

If you asked his teammates, they don't, he thought. Hinata nodded, mindlessly twirling the earbud in his hand, which made you take yours out and tug on the cord to put it away. “And you? What do you do?” He bit his lip lightly in anticipation, every one of his theories flashing by in his mind. He checked the screen to find it wasn’t that long until you had to get off.

“It’s boring, I work in a cafe,” you said, nose scrunching at how lame your job was compared to his.

“You don’t like it?” he asked curiously. You hummed a short tone, thinking about it.

“I kinda love it. It’s just not as cool as being a volleyball player,” you said, emphasis on the last words, which made Hinata huff out a short laugh. “I’m not sure what I want to do yet.”

“If you like it, it’s cool,” he said like there was no use arguing. And you suppose it wasn’t, because you should in fact enjoy these years of your life where you’re still figuring things out. “Can I come with you?”

You blinked at him, looking from the front of the bus and back to him. “Yes? But weren’t you going somewhere?”

“I don’t even have work today, I just got on the bus to see you,” he admitted, and you hoped your gleeful laughter covered the sound of your heartbeat.

Now you’re together all the time, but you’re not always on the bus. You’re at the cafe, taking a break and sharing a piece of cake, you’re in the park either talking and laughing or having him show you how to play volleyball and laughing even more, you’re at his place and kissing on his couch after not seeing each other all day while your music plays softly on the speakers, you’re at his game to cheer for him and then meet all his friends and perhaps even family, and you’re in a restaurant when he gives you a little silver ring to promise you two stick together even while figuring things out. Things like how to open a brand new cafe in Brazil after he airs the idea of moving back there.

Because the two of you just wanted to be together, like how flowers always seem to reach for the sun and the sun does its best to keep them warm in the limited time it has.

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/tags @hotvinimon @makkir0ll

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romeavecryst · 22 days

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Shh J let it happen˖ ࣪⊹

summary; Haikyuu guys as moments me n my man have had that tickle my brain.

characters; tanaka, hinata , kageyama, tsukishima xblk reader!

warnings: uhh wierd ig, cursing, beating eachother(romanticly),insults(big back,kys), chaos, Hinata(bc he has braces it’s a hc! Relax guys geez), not proofread!

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TANAKA

☆ Sharing food but your both absolutely starving because y’all both broke. Like he’ll text you ‘bby wanna go get food😝’ And of course you say yes bc who are you to say no to some big back action with your man. Y’all head to a nice little wing place, “oh ight let’s fuck up some boneless get 30 for us to share 15 fo’ yo Fatass and 15 for me gotta keep the gut healthy!” You say with a smile over at him.

This motherfucker looks you dead in the eye “you only get 10, can’t let that big back get to ya already hallin’ enough back there.” He spoke his eyes looking down at your ass his hand GRABBING A HAND FULL.

Your jaw dropped “nigga.” Speechless. IN PUBLIC, HAVE SOME DECENCY LORD. He had a fat smile on his face to. How he gonna low key fat shame you but complement you at the same time.

Him leaning in whispering “your ass, fat.“ He spoke sticking his tongue out at you his hand holding a space indicating it as your butt in a ‘this big’ his hands far apart from echo other. You hand going over your mouth.

Your eyes traveling away for him meeting some ladies with a horrific look and a frown on her face. You couldn’t help your self letting out as muffled laugh quickly turning back to him. Your hand grabbing his bicep, as you fall forward laughing “HELP ME.” You hollered.

HINATA

☆ What’s a couple to do when they’re bored, make out! Why not! It’s fun!

You and him getting as it. It was all cute at first then him not paying attention to where his hand go touching your sides tickling you. You yelping because it fucking tickled, you face smashed against his, both out y’all pulling back your head dropping as you held yourself. Hinata poor baby leaned forward going to kiss the back of you head as an apology him talking into your hair.

His braces get CAUGHT IN YOUR CURLS. YUPPPP that’s the cherry on the mf cake! Now your both panicked, him trying to pull back but your scalp is sensitive rn bc you just took your hair out. And HES PULLING.

“BABY PLEASE WAIT.” You begged.

“IM SORRY!”

Only a few strands came out, to be fair y’all were just being dramatic. Smh.

KAGEYAMA

☆ He hated it when you would wear a nice lip combo with a sitcky gloss. No no no, not because it looked bad but because he couldn’t kiss you. Walking together holding your hand as you walked him to morning practice he was just glaring at you.

Mind you you don’t know what the fuck his attitude if for, “what is your problem.” You scoff stoping in that hall way, pulling your hand back to cross your arms. His expression changing a bit cause how dare you pull your hand from him!

His eyes narrowed “nothing. No problem do YOU? have a problem.” He sassed his hands landing on his hip.

Oh you wanted to pop him in the mouth “Why do you act like this.” You spoke your index finger pointing at him in a dramatic manner.

He scoffed throwing his head to the side “you just hate me that all.”

Oh BROTHERR. “boy, it you don’t-“

“I wanna kiss you but your face is done.”

Face done? OH! “My gloss? Baby I just don’t want you having to walk around with the sticky feeling plus it will leave marks.” Because truthfully you don’t mind fixing it if need be you just don’t want him to go crazy bc his face was sticky.

His eyes met yours “umm okay?”

You grinned his sassiness making you giggle now “then come here,” you said your hands grabbing his face kissing him one the lips.

Pulling back a little “don’t hold out on me women.” He said, alright! You kisses him a few more times then his cheek, your lip combo all over his lips and smudge on the side of his face. He pulled back a prideful smile on his face.

“Ouuu okay baby! I fear you ate this combo better than I do.” You teased.

He walked into practice like that.

TSUKISHIMA

☆ Ahh yes it’s a nice little hang out session peaceful laying together, Kei watching his phone his other hand rubbing small circles into your back. Your face was on his chest as you watched his phone with him.

You back was starting to hurt so you adjusted your self his hand now on your stomach as you faced away from him your head in between his bicep and chest. This fucker, HANDFULL, and I mean a HANDFULL OF YOUR GUT.

“Absolutely not.” You started.

“Shut up.” He responded immediately, his tone flat.

“Kei let go of my fat.” You groan

“Die. I like holding on to it.” Not an ounce of emotion leaving his lips.

“I don’t give a fuck.”

Needless to say he didn’t let go, his large hand kneading your stomach. He was pleased with himself ignoring your dramatic sighs.

So you just laid there dying in silence as he played with your rolls, he loved them, a lot. For not good reason but he genuinely loved them but you(I) HATED, them just being played with sometimes but you gotta just take it sometimes.

Laying there you let your mouth latch on to his bicep. “You leave a hickey im pushing you on the floor.”

“The voices say I have to.” You whispered latching onto him just sucking in his arm.

“I’m gonna lose my mind.”

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cierai · 1 year

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YOU’RE THEIR LOCK SCREEN — ft. MSBY 4

warnings — none

⨳ATSUMU had left his phone on the counter face up. you weren’t planning on peaking at it until he got a notification and his phone screen flashed in. you glanced it at from the corner of your eye. at first, you didn’t fully process what the photo was then you reached for the phone and turned it on. it was a photo of you. the day the two of you went to a fair. you were laughing and pointing at something when he took the photo, this was your first time seeing it. “babe, have ya seen my phone?” atsumu asked as he entered the kitchen. he stopped in his tracks when he saw you smiling at him with your phone in hand. “why have you never shown me this photo?” you asked. “i look so good.” a chuckle escaped the setter's throat as he approached you with his hand out for his phone. “you always look good.” he grinned sending you a wink.

⨳BOKUTO showed you it when you asked why he was smiling at his phone so much. every single time he picked up his phone he spent at least thirty seconds staring at it with a huge grin on his face. it was a photo of you asleep on his chest with your mouth slightly open. your face scrunched up in disgust as you turn to your boyfriend. "really ko?" he had an offended look on his face as he pulled the phone back into his arms. "i think you look amazing!" you couldn't help but smile, arguing with him would be pointless. he continued to talk about the photo for five minutes.

⨳HINATA and you had matching lock screens, you had opposite halves of the same photo. it was a picture the two of you took when you went to disney world. (photo creds to bokuto). you were wearing matching MSBY jerseys, obviously shoyo's and mickey mouse ears. the two of you had huge grins on your faces and your arms around each other in front of the cinderella castle. you two enjoy showing off the matching lock screens to your friends.

⨳SAKUSA showed you his right after he took it. it was a photo of you that morning, next to him on the couch, hair a mess, and eyes barely open. he took it with a faint smile on his face before deciding to show you. "look," he said tapping your leg to get your attention as he held his phone out toward you. your eyes immediately widened at the sight of the photo. "kiyoomi! seriously!?" you whined dramatically. "what? you look great." he said cooly as if he didn't know what you were thinking. "I'm gonna make it my lock screen." he stated as he began to set it. "please don't let anyone have your phone!" you begged. he scoffed and turned to you briefly. "do you hear yourself? you have nothing to worry about." he said reassuringly.

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vividvivvy · 5 months

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how would the MSBY 4 react to fem!reader being stronger then they look by picking each of them up easily??

So, when I saw this immediately one thing popped into my brain. Cause you know who is stronger than they look and pick people up easily. Cheerleaders. (This is biased because I do competitive cheerleading)

MSBY Jackals boys reacting to their cute little cheer leader girlfriend absolutely rocking their shit.

Shoyo Hinata: he had known you did competitive cheerleading of course, but the first time he went to one of your competitions he was in awe. He had never seen anyone jump higher than him until now.

After your round was over he rushed off the bleachers and swept you up into his arms, "oh my goodness babe that was amazing! You didn't tell me you could do any of that stuff!" He pulled back and grabbed your shoulders, shaking you profusely as he shouted and rambled about what he had seen while you were on the mat.

"you were like, up and then back down and then you even picked up that other girl! All by yourself! And then you even threw her in the air!" The smile on his face was one you'd never forget, he looked so proud of you but to you this was just another thing you did regularly.

"Shoyo I have to pick people up like that every single day" your voice was gentle as you wrapped your arms around him and easily managed to lift his feet off the ground, even giving him a small toss before his feet landed back on the ground. "You would make a great flyer Sho"

He faltered for a minute and just stared at you, being picked up wasn't particularly new to him, he was normally one of the smallest people in his friend group, but he'd never been picked up by a girl, especially not one that looked so small and cute, and yet here he was, his sweet little girlfriend had just picked him up like he didn't weigh more then a bag of flour.

"you just did that..."

"yeah, that's kind of what I do babe"

Kotaro Bokuto: brags about you like there is no tomorrow, he knows damn well that he has a cool girlfriend. I feel like that would be well established the first time you did a standing back tuck in front of him (basically a back flip). He had never messaged the team group chat so fast, something like.

"GUYS MY GIRLFRIEND CAN LITERALLY DO A BACKFLIP"

He didn't expect, however, that one day while you were helping out at his volleyball practice, he would see you scoop up his teammate with ease and carry him off the court when he had hurt his leg and couldn't stand. Once the man you can been carrying was set down and settled Bokuto ran up to you yelling. "Babe! Babe! Pick me up to!"

At first you had turned him down, saying that you didn't want to strain your arms too much before practice later, but he started sulking in a random corner of the gym and wouldn't budge. So you walked over and picked him up bridal style.

It was a comical sight honestly, a short girl with skinny arms, holding her giant muscle man of a boyfriend like he was a princess, but there it was. No one would have believed it if they hadn't seen it, but it was right in front of the whole team's eyes. And Atsumu had never snapped a picture faster in his life before walking away and chuckling to himself, Shoyo bouncing like a happy dog at his side, laughing at the photo he took. "That's going on the teams Instagram".

Bokuto couldn't care less about all the eyes on him though, he was beaming with happiness.

"my girlfriend can do a backflip AND she can pick me up!"

Miya Atsumu: Miya thought it was amazing that he had a girlfriend that did competitive cheer, I mean who wouldn't want a cheerleader girlfriend. But he didn't realize how much work went into your sport. You go to the gym almost more than he does. On top of that you do weekly yoga class and have an entire mini gym set up in your house.

"God damn princess, I knew that you were tough but don't go showing me up" he laughed as he watched you easily squat his max, you only smirked and went to get more weights. "It was your idea to go on a gym date my love"

He rolled his eyes and "well yeah but I didn't think you'd totally show me up, I thought I'd get to show off to you." He watched you squat again, you were squatting more then he had in, well ever, "what do you do in cheer, cause God damn"

"I throw people" you spoke nonchalantly and he laughed, waiting for you to continue on, but you only glanced at him from the corner of your eye. "I'm serious babe, I'm a base, my job is literally to throw people" you did crack a smile, you couldn't really stay serious when talking about throwing your teammates around.

"then throw me" he challenged without hesitation, you paused what you were doing and stepped away from where you had been doing your squats, walking up to him with the most neutral face he'd ever seen you with, and reaching down, and lifting him up from just above his knees.

Of course a lot of people in the gym had started staring at this point, I mean a girl who looked like she had never set foot into a gym just lifted her built boyfriend up like a ragdoll.

You held him there for a moment before he felt your entire body shift at your knees, and the large male heard you whisper "1, 2, down, up" then you let go of him and he was in the air, and before he knew it he was planted back on the ground.

It all happened way too quickly for him to process, he just stood there for a minute before a smirk grew over his face.

"well shit. My girlfriend literally just threw me"

Kiyoomi Sakusa: he was never one to show much interest in your sport, he would go to your competitions and congratulate you when you did good and support you when your team didn't do great. But other than that he didn't ask many questions or pry about it, just like you didn't with volleyball.

Though even though you didn't pry much about volleyball, you couldn't help but get super excited for your tall boyfriend when his team would win games. The team had grown accustomed to you rushing the court after they won to jump into your boyfriend's arms, he normally kept his cool in these situations, simply hugging you and holding you up while you shouted and cheered for him.

But this game played out a little differently, you had been on the edge of your seat the whole time, and you could visibly see Sakusa getting more and more frustrated as the two teams were in a constant back and forth. So when Hinata had managed the winning spike, you had never raced down the bleachers faster in your life.

Sakusa braced for you to run up and jump at him like you normally do, wrapping your much smaller frame around him and clinging onto him. But instead you threw your arms around his legs, just below his (flat) butt, lifting your 6'2 boyfriend off the ground. His teammates had never seen the calm and collected Sakusa lose his cool that quick, his center of gravity leaned directly backwards but his short girlfriend held firm to the ground, and didn't put him down until you heard him mumble.

"hey, put me down..." You scrambled to put him down and immediately started apologizing.

"I'm so sorry Yoomi! It's just what I do with the girls in cheer I didn't- it was muscle memory i-"

"it's fine just, no more picking me up when hundreds of people are staring at us, it's really awkward"

Sorry if it's not what you expected! I heavily base y/n on myself so when I read your request it was the first thing that came to mind. I hope it's ok 🫶

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real-hot-grl-shi · 2 months

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yeah nvm 😞

Bro I want to put her with kageyama but I don’t want to change my damn mind again 😞😞😞

(Update, im debating if I should have her with hinata 🙁)

(Another update: yeah she’s with hinata I made up my mind lol)

(Another another update: Kenma bc my 💖BELOVED FOLLOWER💖 helped me ^^)

#pink #black oc #black art #black love #black reader #character art #artists on tumblr #please reblog #please vote #pls #please god #please please please #hq art #karasuno #hinata x black reader #kageyama tobio #hinata x you #hinata shouyou #hinata x reader

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 4 months

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Being MSBY’s Manager:

Joke

MSBY x Fem! Manager

Warnings: swearing

AN: finally figured out dark mode on the chat app!

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lumiinix · 1 year

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Boys who can’t sleep without your head laying his chest so every time he went abroad, he has to bring a weighted blanket to sleep easier but it still wasn’t the same :(

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!

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kvrokasaa · 5 months

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First kiss

Includes: Akaashi, Bokuto, Osamu, Hinata

GN!reader, no pronouns mentioned.

Akaashi Keiji

A walk in the park with Akaashi would've been nice, but when it starts raining in the middle of the walk, it gets a little bad. But nonetheless, Akaashi grabbed your hand and lead you to a shelter in the middle of the park.

When you both got there, he noticed you were shivering from the cold, so he took of his jacket and draped it around your shoulders. He smiled down at you, pulling you a little closer to him.

"Stupid rain." He muttered under his breath. "I don't know, I love the rain," you looked up at him whilst smiling, "it can be so beautiful."

You looked up at the sky, smiling at the smell of the rain. "Don't you agree?" You took a deep breath in, feeling nostalgia of your childhood.

But you couldn't see Akaashi looking at you, smiling at your excitement over the small things, "yeah, very beautiful." What neither of you expected was Akaashi leaning closer to you, planting a kiss on your cheek.

You blushed and looked over at him. Your cheeks felt warm, and you saw Akaashi smiling at your expression. You pouted and pointed at your lips, "I think you missed." Akaashi blushed, but he smiled and leaned in, kissing your lips.

Kotaro Bokuto

Loud cheers filled the gym, everyone stood up and clapped. Some whistled, some cheered, some screamed. But you couldn't care about the noise, everything drowned out when you looked over at Bokuto.

Msby just won nationals and as everyone screamed for their chosen player, you ran downstairs to the bottom level floor of the gym. When you got there, Bokuto grabbed you and spun you around in the air.

"We won! We won, baby!" You nodded at his excitement; your smile as big as ever. You giggled as he put you back down on the floor. "You did it, baby. I'm so proud of you!" You grabbed his hand, smoothing your thumb over his palm.

"I did it for you, every shot was for you." He smiled, leaning down and placing his head onto your shoulder. His breathing tickled your neck, but you simply placed your hand onto his head, petting his hair.

"I'm so proud of you, my love." He brought his head back up, looking into your eyes intently. "I love you so much." He whispered as he brought his head down, leaning in and kissing you.

You blushed, not only did he say his first I love you, but he's also kissing you. The first kiss in your relationship was magical. And it would've been even better if the rest of the Msby team didn't shout and coo at Bokuto kissing you.

He groaned and turned around, already embarrassed.

Osamu Miya

You haven't seen Osamu for almost a week. You don't live together, but he always used to stop by and bring some of his onigiri, bribing you to eat together and talk about each other's day.

But lately Osamu hasn't even called you, he hasn't texted you, nor has he tried to stop by. It's almost like you guys aren't dating.

You don't want to confront him; he may just be busy. But you've had relationships that turned out like this, only for the men to just walk out of your life. And you want to stop dreading the text that may be sent to you over your breakup.

You have no choice but to confront him. So, that's how you made it to his store. He was talking to a customer, smiling as he hands them their food. You take in a deep breath and walk over to him.

"Hi, I'd like to order a salmon onigiri with a side of, why is my boyfriend avoiding me." He looked up at you, his expression showed that he didn't expect you to show up at his work.

"Yeah, just come to the back with me, we'll look for it together." He was still putting up a front, not wanting to start an argument around his customers.

But, alas, in the back room, this argument started. Names were called, and voices were shouted. But you still felt like he didn't hear you.

"Just explain to me why you're avoiding me. Can't you tell me that, can't you tell me why I feel like the only one in this relationship?" You wanted to cry; you don't know how much longer you can take this. "Are you going to leave me for someone else?" Your voice was tiny, and if Osamu wasn't as close to you as he was, he wouldn't have heard it.

Osamu looked over at you, and he finally realized that he was neglecting you. He wasn't paying attention to you. So, he did what he thought was right. He marched over to you, grabbing you face gently, and leaned in. He kissed you like he was hungry; he didn't want to let go. But he had to make sure that you knew how much he loves you.

"Never, I would never, in a million years, leave you for someone new."

Hinata Shoyo

The snow outside was beautiful, everything was silent. Everything but your home. Hinata started playing music about an hour ago, grabbed your hand and dragged you over to dance with him.

You love his spontaneous attitude, especially when he randomly comes up with ideas so none of you have to be bored. But it was almost the middle of the night, and you didn't want to wake your neighbors.

You brought your hands up, smoothing them over his face and cupping his cheeks. "Baby, we should go lay down. You have practice in the early morning." But Hinata only shook his head and pulled you closer to him. "Nope, I'm spending time with my baby right now."

You groaned. You were tired from working all day and you just wanted to lay down and cuddle with him. His stomach growled and he looked at you, smiling sheepishly. You sighed and walked over to the kitchen, grabbing some ingredients to make him food.

Halfway through cutting some potatoes, Hinata changed the song to a slow one. He walked over to you and hugged you from behind. His head rested on your shoulder as he sighed.

He swayed you both gently, his breathing evening out. "Mmmh, it smells good, baby. Thank you."

You brought your hand up and smoothed it through his hair. You were going to say you're welcome, or at least hum at his appreciation. But he spun you around and smiled at you, leaning closer to you, "I love you so much." He whispered as he leaned in and kissed you.

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