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i need an angsty and bittersweet (or hurt/comfort… i’m not that strong) shobio or iwaoi timeskip fic based off “dorothea” by taylor swift
“Do you ever stop and think about me?/When we were younger/Down in the park/Honey, making a lark of the misery”
“You got shiny friends since you left town/A tiny screen's the only place I see you now/And I got nothing but well wishes for ya”
“This place is the same as it ever was/But you don't like it that way”
“It's never too late/To come back to my side/The stars in your eyes/Shined brighter in Tupelo”
“And if you're ever tired of being known/For who you know/You know, you'll always know me”
“You’ll always know me.” ?!?!?? call an ambulance i can’t breathe
#haikyuu#haikyuu timeskip#shobio#kagehina#iwaoi#shobio angst#kagehina angst#iwaoi angst#just thinking abt this concept makes my stomach churn#like i’m boutta shit myself /neg bc i’m listening to the song and imagining it
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Connection Ch. 8
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“Is he going to be okay?” a tearful voice asks from somewhere in Tobio’s distance consciousness.
He knows that voice. It’s bright. Radiant. It’s the sun...
“I’m not sure, Hinata-kun,” another voice answers shakily. “Pneumonia can get pretty bad.” That one's Miwa's voice . Tobio is angry with Miwa... Though he can't remember why.
There’s the sound of crying. Snuffling. And then shifting. Fabric rustling against fabric. Tobio thinks maybe someone just got drawn into a hug. Miwa probably did that. Miwa likes to hug. Tobio used to let Miwa hug him…
“I’m so ... so sorry,” sobs the voice that belongs to the sun. “It’s my fault ... That stupid game...” He hiccups loudly. There’s silence for a few beats, except for crying. Then, Miwa’s voice again.
“Hinata …Obviously I’m really upset my brother has pneumonia. But, to be honest ... I’m also just really glad he has a friend. I didn’t know that he did.”
Tobio has a friend?
That’s not right. Tobio doesn’t have any friends. The only person Tobio has is Kazuyo...
Kazuyo … He’s coming. He’s coming to watch…
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“Tobio?” Takeda-sensei’s face peeks out again from the wing entrance. “Has your grandfather arrived yet?”
Tobio bites his bottom lip. It’s already chewed raw. “No, sensei. But if we just wait a little longer...”
Takeda’s face is sad as he heaves a sigh. “Tobio, I’m very sorry. But we can’t wait any longer. It’s nearly time for the last performance. That will be you.”
Tobio feels his face scrunch up. His bottom lip quivers.
Takeda-sensei places a hand on his shoulder. “If you don’t want to dance, Tobio, I can talk to your partner. Maybe one of the other leads will go on with her.”
“N-no. I want to dance.”Of course Tobio wants to dance. Tobio always wants to dance ... Dancing makes him happy. It makes all of them happy. Tobio, Kazuyo, Miwa...
But Tobio doesn’t feel happy right now.
And as he goes out onto the stage, everything is wrong. His steps are wrong. His rhythm. His leads.
Tobio’s partner glares up at him as he fumbles a move for the third time, causing her to bump into him.
Tobio swallows the tears and keeps dancing. He keeps dancing through the hole in his chest.
And it’s terrible.
Everyone knows it’s terrible.
When the medals are given out at the end, Tobio doesn’t receive one. He looks down at his own chest. It’s empty. Empty on top, where the medal should be. Empty on the inside, where that hole is ... Empty. Like Kazuyo’s seat.
Kazuyo didn’t watch ... And why would he watch? Tobio was terrible. Nobody would want to watch Tobio when he was so terrible...
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Lindy Bout.
It’s this Saturday.
What day is it? Fuck, how long has he been here?
Heart racing, Tobio tries to push himself out of bed. He needs to get up. He needs to practise...
He falls back onto the pillows with a pained grunt. His head is splitting. He’s hot. Too hot. And thirsty. Gods, he’s so thirsty ... His eyelids flutter heavily and he feels his consciousness slipping away again.
No. No he can’t.
Lindy Bout ... He has to get up. He has to practise ... He has to ... watch ... make him watch...
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Tobio sits backstage, head buried in his knees.
Kazuyo never came. And it was Tobio’s fault. He wasn’t worth watching. He didn’t win.
Tobio feels a presence beside him—someone crouching down to his level. He jerks his head up, thinking it might be Kazuyo.
But it isn’t Kazuyo. It’s only Takeda-sensei.
“Tobio-chan,” Takeda-sensei says, holding a cellphone out to him. “Your sister’s on the phone. She wants to talk to you.” Takeda’s brow is furrowed. He looks concerned. Frightened, even.
“What is it?” Tobio presses, but Takeda just shakes his head.
“I don’t know,” he admits. “Your sister will tell you.”
Tobio stares at Takeda for a moment longer. Then, slowly, warily, he takes the phone and brings it to his ear.
Miwa’s sobs break through the line, hitting him like a shock of cold water.
“Miwa??” Tobio gasps. “Miwa, what is it?”
“Tobio.” Her voice is broken, racked with sobs. “It’s Kazuyo. He … I think he had a heart attack.”
“What?!” Tobio leaps to his feet. “Where is he?? Sensei”—his hand whips out and clutches Takeda’s arm. “Sensei, I need you to drive me to the hospital!”
“No, Tobio,” Miwa’s voice cuts in, miserably. “He’s gone.”
Tobio’s eyes fly open, a gasp ripping from his throat.
Damn ... damn! He can’t sit up. It’s like he’s dead weight on this bed. Fucking damn it ... Lindy Bout is this Saturday. Fuck. Fuck, he has to move!
Tobio frantically casts his gaze around the room.
Miwa is in the corner. She’s slumped on Tobio’s desk, her eyes closed, her head lolling at what looks like an uncomfortable angle. Tobio tries to call out to her. To tell her to help him up. All that comes out is a groan.
Tobio closes his eyes, silently cursing.
Miwa … Miwa has to help him get up. Help him get to Lindy Bout…
Tobio’s chest tightens. Remembrance settles in on him. And with it, cold, ugly bitterness.
Miwa won’t help him.
Even if he could call out to her, she wouldn’t help him. Miwa doesn’t care about Lindy Bout. She doesn’t care about dancing. The shock of Tobio’s nightmare has sliced through the haze in his brain. He’s remarkably lucid now. And he remembers it all.
Miwa quit. After Kazuyo died, she never danced again.
Tobio forces his eyes open and glares at Miwa’s sleeping form.
Miwa never cared ... She didn’t care that Lindy Hop was what Kazuyo loved. She didn’t care that he taught them both from the time they were toddlers. Passed on what he loved to them, like a precious gift. An heirloom to be protected.
She just turned around and threw the heirloom in the trash.
She didn’t care about Kazuyo ... She cried on the phone that day and she cried at the funeral. But after that, it was all smiles. Loathsome, plastic smiles as she asked Tobio how his day was. As she told him what was for dinner. As she suggested making fucking hottokeki like nothing had changed. Like they could just carry on normally. Like they hadn’t lost the only person that ever cared about them…
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The sun is in his room again. Tobio can see his flaming orange hair through heavy, half-lidded eyes.
He murmurs something to Miwa, asking about Tobio’s condition.
The sun is here for him … Tobio should feel grateful. He should welcome the sun’s closeness. His warmth.
But Tobio just feels so, incredibly dark.
The darkness is clawing at him from inside his ribcage. It’s ugly. Thick.
And it’s a million miles away from the sun.
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1:34 in the morning and goddamn i just had to write the one shot
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Shouyou knew something was wrong. From the moment she stepped into his house and greeted his mom. From the moment she hugged Natsu and sang her old nursery rhyme. And from the moment she sat down at the dinner table, hands clenched in tight balls by her side as she maintained her same fake smile.
She was his childhood friend, they’d play games outside in the heat of the summer, and gossip about how annoying their younger siblings were with one another.
It must’ve been a shock when she asked for “Shiko” and he responded with his new low masculine voice. And it had to have been a shock when he ran down the stairs and hugged her, his breasts compacted in a tight binder. And god, of course it was a shock when he said he wasn’t just a tomboy like he thought when he was younger, but rather, an actual boy. But she made no signs of discomfort. No looks of confusion or disgust. She just smiled. And Shouyou figured that would be the end of it. It was just Shouyou, he was no longer “Shiko”.
But nothing lasts forever, and the signs just kept showing up. But she was his childhood friend. You trust those people with your life. He can’t just throw it away. So he ignores the stares from her when she thinks he isn’t looking. And he ignores how she slightly scoots away whenever he gets too close. And sure, he’ll ignore the chuckles from her when she’s texting on her phone and he asks “what are you talking about?” And she just looks him up and down. And yeah, whatever, he’ll ignore the now blatant stares she gives him when they pass each other in the halls of school. Because of course l, who wouldn’t act that way when their childhood friend who was a girl is now a boy. And now that you’ve set up going to the same school as each other, and meeting each other for dinner twice a week, and joining the volleyball club as a manager, who wouldn’t feel a little uncomfortable.
But their childhood friends. And childhood friends stick together no matter what.
“Do you have a crush on anyone?”
“Hey, where’s this coming from?” Shouyou asks, flustered.
“C’mon, there’s gotta be someone.” She groans.
“Well i mean, there’s this guy-“ He starts, but in the corner of his eye, he watches her face flinch, as if a fly has just landed on his nose. He ignores it. “You should know him, he’s actually on the volleyball team.”
“He is? Well now you gotta tell me.” She leans in close to Shouyou’s face.
“Well uh, you know the guy that’s always kind of mean to me? The one with the black hair and bangs?” She almost lets out a chuckle at Shouyou’s description.
“Yeah~” she answers.
“I don’t know how it happened, one day I just sorta knew. And it was crazy because you never really expect that sort of thing to happen to you but then it does and like it drives you nuts and you don’t know what to do and- sorry I’m babbling”
“Well it sounds like you got your work cut out for yourself.” She gets yo to leave, flexing her obvious fake smile.
But they’re childhood friends, he’s got nothing to worry about.
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Shouyou had run late to morning practice. His alarm didn’t go off and now he was 5 minutes late. He hiked like never before so he wouldn’t be any later than he already was, and he ran off his bike and rushed to open the gym doors.
“-totally a weirdo.” He’d run in on something. She was showing them all something on her phone.
Everyone was looking at him weirdly. They all looked.. confused? Scared? Disgusted? Mad? He couldn’t make it out.
He walked toward the middle of the room where everyone was surrounding her and his phone which obviously had something on it. He looked at the bright screen. It was a photo of the two of them in a sandbox when they were younger, before he transitioned. His hair was in tight pig tails and he was wearing a long float summer dress.
Shouyou stumbled away from where everyone was gathered. Thoughts rushing through his head. WHI did she- Why would she- what made her even think to do this.
“Doesn’t she look just adorable?” She asked the group, looking over at someone in the middle. He followed her eyes and spotted Kageyama.
No.
No please no.
He wasn’t supposed to know.
No one was.
This isn’t fair.
Their childhood friends.
He ignored everything.
He made sure she was comfortable.
Was she really faking it the entire time?
Shouyou feels himself trembling and before he knows it, he’s running.
#angst#anime#haikyuu!!#anime angst#fanfic#fanfiction#hinata shoyo#kagehina#hinata#i need help#kageyama tobio#kageyama#shobio#transgender#trans#ftm misgendering#ftm mlm#ftm#transphobes#transphobia
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Kagehina Celebration Week 2022, Day 5: Promises | Hurt/Comfort
Can also be read on AO3!
Rating: M
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Pairing: Kagehina (Kageyama/Hinata)
Characters: Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama
Word Count: 2,769
Summary: What was supposed to be a relaxing night at a local bar turns sour as ugly insecurities become forces to be reckoned with.
A/N: Author’s notes can be read on AO3.
Tobio knew, objectively, that his boyfriend was hot. With his sunburst hair, kind eyes, bright smile, and that body, god, that body, it seemed impossible for someone to not fall just a little in love with Hinata.
Tobio also knew, objectively, that Hinata loved him, and only him. They were devoted to each other in a way that was only ever challenged by their love for volleyball, and absolutely nobody could come between them. Hinata especially wouldn’t stand for it — he was the most loyal person Tobio had ever met, another reason for him to love him so fiercely.
And yet.
He was kicking himself for not offering to get them more drinks. Hinata had beat him to it, and now he was sitting alone, in their booth, fiddling with his empty beer glass as he watched his vibrant boyfriend wait by the bar and— there it was.
Hinata had accidentally jostled someone as he wove his way to the bar, and he flashed an apologetic smile as he caught them — her, Tobio realized with some dismay — by the shoulders and steadied her. Tobio couldn’t hear what he said, and he couldn’t even see the woman’s face, but he could see Hinata laugh at her response before he got the bartender’s attention.
Tobio wasn’t surprised, nor was he worried — this always happened to Hinata. With how open and friendly he could be to strangers, Tobio couldn’t really blame them for being drawn in and interested in more. Lord knows he wasn’t immune to it, even after all these years. But it did still feel kind of…shitty, watching his boyfriend get chatted up while he sat alone in a booth without even a beer to sip at.
It would’ve been fine if that had been it, if Hinata had just ordered the beers and continued a friendly conversation. But instead, when Hinata turned back to the woman, his smile faltered, and his eyes shot down to where she was running one long, immaculately-manicured nail along his bare forearm. He pulled away with another apologetic smile, this time much more subdued, as he shook his head, and thankfully, that was when the bartender returned with the beers and gave Hinata an excuse to slide away.
Tobio couldn’t go and shoo the lady off, because then they would lose the booth and Hinata would get all upset about that, especially when “I had it handled, Tobi! And now we don’t have a booth!”
So he just…sat there and watched as Hinata hurried over to their table with a bright smile, looking like he hadn’t spent the last few minutes turning someone down. “Here we go!” he chirped, setting the beers down as carefully as he could while a little buzzed. “Do you want me to order us any food?”
Tobio mutely shook his head, not reaching for his new glass. A worried frown flickered over Hinata’s face, only to be replaced by surprise when Tobio took hold of his wrist and tugged him into his side of the booth. “Woah, hey!” he laughed, catching himself before he crashed into Tobio’s side. “What’s going on?”
“Nothing,” Tobio mumbled, tucking Hinata close with an arm around his shoulders and resting his forehead in that bright hair.
“It doesn’t seem like nothing.” A gentle hand fell on Tobio’s thigh and a thumb started drawing soothing circles, but for some reason, that just made Tobio feel worse. Why? For what? Because he saw Hinata get flirted with? Why did that matter, when he hadn’t flirted back? Why did that matter, when he knew, he knew Hinata would never break his trust like that?
Was it insecurity? Did he just not like the thought of other people lusting after his boyfriend? Was he worried he wouldn’t compare to some of the people who approached Hinata?
But that was stupid, too. Weird fans and strangers crushing on them was just part of being professional athletes. And even if there hadn’t been a weird amount of articles calling Tobio a “sexy setter” (how were they still not tired of that?), the desperation of Hinata’s kisses every night that they got to spend together always told him that he was still more than “sexy” enough for his boyfriend.
So why? Why did he still feel a little shitty? Why were his stupid heart and his stupid brain making him feel so stupid?
“Tobi?”
The murmur of his name brought Tobio out of his head, and he realized, with horror, that his eyes were stinging with the threat of tears. “It’s nothing,” he repeated, this time around a tightened throat. “M’just…tired, I guess.”
The ginger mop slid out from under Tobio’s forehead, forcing him to lift his head and meet Hinata’s gaze. Those warm eyes stared hard at him, as though Hinata was looking for something, before he asked, “Do you want to finish the beers, or should we go home?”
No affirmative, no “okay” or “alright.” Just a question. That’s how Tobio knew he’d been caught.
He also knew, like Hinata did, that an Irish bar was not the place for the conversation they needed to have. So he just shook his head, and said, “Let’s finish the beers. No need to waste them.”
“It’s not a waste if you’d rather go home.”
He reached out and gently pinched a cheek, a small smile curving his mouth despite himself. “Drink your beer, dumbass. We don’t waste.”
He was rewarded with a wrinkled nose and stuck-out tongue, and for a moment, he thought things were fine. But as they sipped at their beers, he noticed that Hinata was much more subdued than usual, no doubt still trying to puzzle out what had made him upset earlier. “Sho,” he murmured when Hinata had spent a full minute frowning into his beer, “stop thinking so hard. It’s seriously nothing to worry about.”
“Yes it is,” Hinata grumbled, “I don’t get it, did I do something?”
Tobio sighed, exasperation and fondness prickling through him. “No, you didn’t do anything. I would’ve told you if you did.”
Hinata nodded, his frown replaced by relief for a breath before it returned. “Then…”
“We can talk about it at home, if it’s really bothering you that much.”
Tobio thought he’d be able to catch a break for a few minutes after Hinata nodded again. But then that stupid tangerine grabbed his glass and chugged the beer like it was a bottle of water after a full five-set match. “What the hell?”
“Done!” Hinata grinned at him, unaware of the foam mustache sitting on his lip. “What about you?”
“You are…the dumbest person I’ve ever met.” He swiped the foam off Hinata’s lip and licked it from his thumb, biting back a smile at the flush that colored his cheeks.
“Yeah, I’ve heard. Are you done? With your beer?”
Tobio couldn’t stop a soft, bewildered laugh from bubbling out. He was just so stubborn and bullheaded. Tobio loved him so much. “Yeah,” he finally sighed, pushing away his half-full glass, “let’s go.”
Hinata’s smile was so sweet, so relieved, that Tobio almost forgot to dread the conversation that awaited them.
But then they left the bar, and the dread returned and worsened with every step towards his apartment. When they’d decided to come to this bar, it was mostly because it was so close to his place. Now he wished it was further away, if only so he could stall a little longer before revealing how irrational he’d been.
As soon as they stepped into his genkan, Hinata was toeing off his shoes and hanging up his jacket in what felt like record time.
“Wow, are you that excited to interrogate me?” Tobio scoffed, taking his time to untie his shoes and find a hanger for his jacket.
“I’m not interro— intro— I’m not a cop, Tobi, don’t be dramatic.”
“Oh, I’m dramatic?!”
Hinata had the grace to look a little abashed, but it didn’t last long. “Can you just…tell me what was wrong?”
“Christ, Sho, it’s not…it really isn’t a big deal,” Tobio said, a single pleading note underlining his words. “I’m fine now.”
A scowl creased Hinata’s face, an expression that looked so foreign on his bright features that Tobio was surprised into silence. “I saw your face when I came back to the booth. I heard your breath shaking when you pulled me next to you. Something was wrong, and I don’t know why you won’t just tell me!”
“Because it’s stupid! I was just…it was stupid, and it doesn’t matter!”
“Yes, it does!” Somehow, without either of them realizing, their voices were growing louder and louder as they argued. “You said I didn’t do anything, but you were fine when we got to the bar, which means something happened there, but we were in the booth all night, except—” Tobio could see the realization dawn on Hinata, and his heart sank as those eyes widened. “The lady at the bar. You saw her flirt with me.”
“Yeah,” Tobio huffed, “congrats, you got it. A two-minute interaction bothered me, there you go. Can we drop it now?”
He tried to move past Hinata, only to be stopped by him stepping back in his way. “What? No! We haven’t even talked about it!”
“Sho, please—”
“Why did it upset you?”
“It doesn’t matter—”
“You never run away like this, I don’t—”
“What do you want me to say?” Tobio burst out. “What, you want me to say that yeah, even though we’re together and I trust you, it still fucking sucks to see other people flirt with you? That it's frustrating and even hurts a little, even though I know, I know it’s not your fault? Is that what you want me to say?”
“Yes!” Hinata cried. “Yes, you idiot, yes I want you to say that! If that’s how you feel, then tell me!”
“Why? It’s not going to change anything.”
“Oh my god.” Hinata pressed the heels of his hands to his eyes as he stalked away from Tobio, making him feel strangely like a child arguing with a teacher as he trailed after him down the hallway. “Oh my god, are you trying to be stupid?”
“Of course I’m fucking not!”
“Well, you’re doing a great job acting like it!” Hinata snapped, whirling back around with a glare. Tobio felt something in his gut twist at the tears shining from those brown eyes. “It’s not going to change anything? Are you kidding?”
“This shit isn’t like forgetting chores or needing space from each other! We can’t just fix this problem between the two of us and make it go away! It’s going to keep happening, people are going to keep flirting with you, and it’ll keep making me feel like shit, even when I know it shouldn’t.” His shoulders fell from around his ears — he hadn’t even noticed how tense they’d been — as he felt something dangerously close to defeat begin to weigh on them. “The only way it’ll ever actually stop is if you…stop being yourself. Your perfect, magnetic self. And I would never, never ask you to do that.”
He didn’t know what expression he expected to see on Hinata’s face in response to him, but it wasn’t anger, and it certainly wasn’t tears falling to his cheeks. “Fuck off, Tobio,” Hinata bit out. “You don’t get to get out of this by putting me on some pedestal. I’m not asking you to control other people, I’m asking you to talk to me.”
Shit, fuck, this was exactly why Tobio hadn’t wanted to say anything. It was stupid, it was all stupid, he was being stupid. “Sho, I wasn’t—”
“Maybe it won’t keep people from flirting with me, and it won’t keep you from feeling bad about it. But next time I’ll know, and I’ll understand, and I can tell you what you need to hear instead of us having this argument all over again!”
Tobio blinked. Spelled out like that, it made sense. But for some reason, that just made him want to dig his heels in even more. “It’s just…I was just…It wasn’t worth—”
He couldn’t finish. Suddenly there were lips on his, parting hungrily and licking into his mouth, and hands wrapping into his collar to back him into the wall. He fell against it with a thud, but he didn’t care about the dull pain. He was more focused on the teeth biting into his lips, his hands grabbing at Hinata’s hips and flexing against the thick muscle there.
“Your feelings are always,” Hinata hissed between furious kisses, “always worth it.” He pulled away with a tug at Tobio’s bottom lip, and glared at him with a ferocity that was intensified by the tears still trailing down his cheeks. “Stop saying they’re not.”
Tobio cupped one cheek, brushing away the lingering tears with a gentle thumb. “They’re not worth making you cry.” He ducked his head to kiss away the drying tear tracks. Hinata’s damp eyelashes fluttered against Tobio’s skin like butterfly kisses — so light, he almost couldn’t feel them.
“I’m not crying because of your feelings,” Hinata huffed, “I’m crying because you won’t tell me about them. It sucks when you’re upset, and it sucks even more when you don’t think you can talk to me about it.”
“I know,” Tobio whispered against Hinata’s soft, damp cheeks, “I know, I’m sorry.” He pressed his lips back to Hinata’s, kissing him with a hunger that was slow, relished, making arousal spread tendrils through Tobio’s veins as he worked more whimpers and moans from Hinata. He could feel Hinata melting against him with every bite and lick, until he couldn’t keep pushing Tobio against the wall.
Good. His hands dropped back down to Hinata’s hips, giving him enough leverage to push Hinata across the hallway and against the other wall before he could resist. It worked — he felt Hinata gasp against his lips, before his kisses became hungrier and he started arching into him. He was on his toes and clawing at Tobio’s shoulders, like a cat trying to climb up a tree, but it wasn’t until he felt a leg hook around his hips that Tobio realized that was exactly what Hinata was trying to do. He held onto the leg that was already around him, and wrapped his other arm around Hinata’s waist, before pushing him up the wall. Hinata understood immediately, lifting his other leg and wrapping it tight around Tobio’s waist.
“I’m yours, Tobio,” Hinata murmured, his words breaking into a moan from Tobio pressing lips and teeth down his neck. “Nothing, no one, is gonna change that.”
“Mine,” Tobio echoed, “all mine.” He sucked at Hinata’s collarbone, exactly in the spot where his jersey collar would fall. Who knew if the mark would stay covered? The thrill and risk was half the fun.
There was a high whine at his work, before hands cupped his jaw and firmly tilted his head up. A shudder slid through Tobio at the look in Hinata’s eyes — desire, stubbornness, and command all swirled in that warm gaze, reminding Tobio of the hard focus Hinata would get before games. “And you,” Hinata murmured, stroking a hand through Tobio’s hair, “are mine.”
“All yours.” He was rewarded with a slow, deep kiss, and Hinata’s hips rocking down against his. He instinctively rocked back as he slid a hand under Hinata’s shirt to circle a nipple, and soon the hallway was filled with their gasps and moans.
The sound of another dull thud made Tobio pull back just enough to see Hinata lean his head against the wall, baring the smooth, tempting expanse of his neck. Sweat glistened over a pretty flush, and Hinata’s lips were bitten red and slick and swollen as they hung open on soft moans. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” Tobio breathed with wonder.
That flush deepened as Hinata met his gaze with heavily-hooded eyes. He scratched through Tobio’s hair again, pulling a quiet, content growl from deep in his chest. “You, too,” Hinata crooned, leaning forward to steal another kiss. “I love you. Don’t hide anything from me again. Let me—mmh, let me take care of you.”
“Okay.” Tobio licked up a droplet of sweat beginning to slide down Hinata’s neck, flicking his tongue off his jaw and landing a light bite there. “Love you so much.”
“Show me.” Tobio met his eyes, and caught sight of the familiar glint of challenge that had sent Tobio tumbling head over heels in love with him all those years ago. “Show me, Tobio.”
He didn’t have to ask twice.
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Kagehina breakup and Hinata regrets it already.
(On his first night in Brazil, his pillow is stained with tears.)
#IM SO SORRY#haikyuu!!#haikyuu#haikyuu drabbles#haikyuu headcanons#haikyuu blurbs#kagehina#haikyuu angst#angst#kagehina angst#shobio#kageyama tobio#hinata shoyo#hinata shoyo x kageyama tobio
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rather elaborate kghn hc me and a mutual made in feb
ok so back when i was the most active in the hq fandom (my tiktok days... rip osamatobio), i had this really elaborate headcanon about kghn after their professional volleyball careers ended. So i’m putting it here.
ok so most professional sports careers end when the player is in their forties (i think idk), so for two volleyball obsessed maniacs, what’s next? more volleyball obviously.
so... after years of travelling the world and playing volleyball at an international level, Hinata and Kageyama, now well into their forties, retire from playing professional volleyball, and head back to their home turf- Miyagi.
neither of the two got a college education, but their volleyball resume’s are lengthy and decorated- so finding coaching gigs came rather easily.
hinata, who had made a name for himself, goes back to Yukigaoka, and with his personal funds and a lot of persuading to the school, starts up a volleyball team. it takes a couple years to gain the players (hinata forever catching up to kageyama in everything they do), but eventually he has a team, and through his coaching, they become good.
kageyama, well over his kitagawa daiichi trauma, goes back to his former middle school, and takes all the training, and everything he learnt about teamwork through the years, and puts it to good use. he built the team he had always wanted at kitaiichi. he values communication, teamwork, and really makes sure the teammates are bonded. occasionally kindaichi would stop by and co-coach with kageyama...
given their coaches, the two teams become rivals. they hold practice matches together, training camps, and often battle for the ticket to nationals against eachother. the first time kageyama’s team makes it to nationals (the second year of hinata building his team), hinata along with his eight players show up in tokyo, giving kageyama their support. the same thing happened when hinata’s team made it to nationals.
sometimes during practice matches, the two coaches would go off into long tangents dissing each other, and their teams, already used to their coaches antics, would carry on without their coaches like normal.
outside of coaching, hinata and kageyama would play at a rec league together, along with tsukishima, occasionally yamaguchi, and a few other players from their highschool years.
the two continue to coach well into their seventies, until eventually retiring. they spend the rest of their lives as that one happy old couple, competing to see who would live the longest, and reminiscing over their careers.
“and then you did a setter dump!”
“oikawa’s face was priceless”
“we were Olympians”
“and we have the gold in our living room as proof.”
i dont know. i just know that their lives will forever be revolved around eachother, and this is how i cope with hq ending.
#haikyuu!!#haikyu#hq#kageyama#tobio#kageyama tobio#hinata shoyo#shoyo#kagehina#kghn#shobio#im crying rn#like omg this hc is my baby#i might turn it into a fic if i stop being lazy#i have a thing for growing old together#might be from e amount of angst ive read
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ok i hate you less now, bringing angst one ship at a time <3
yeah fuck happieness gimme dead shobio/tsukiyama
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oh! you like kagehina angst too? you read fanfiction about it 24/7? then read my fanfictions about it right now.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/35225518/chapters/87778990
Kageyama was not stupid. (Okay, maybe a little stupid, but he was the street smart kind of person, not book smart.) So why of all people was he asked to find this new supernatural? Ukai usually went by himself or with Daichi so why was Kageyama being asked?
Kageyama was not stupid, he knows how dangerous the supernatural can be. He's one of the strongest vampires at school, after all.
Kageyama was not stupid, but he might just go batshit crazy.
"I know this person. He might not look it but he packs a punch. Don't underestimate him. I want him alive."
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This wasn't supposed to happen. Hinata always made sure to cover his tracks. (He is a werewolf after all) He always made sure he was ahead of the game and always found a way out if he was ever caught. (duh, he's a vampire) And he always, always, knows how to get ahead. (What witch wouldn't practice magic?)
He wasn't however, expecting to find Ukai at the doorstep of his home, crossbow in hand, with a vampire and werewolf at his side.
No, this wasn't supposed to happen.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/31574333/chapters/78121004
A new regular at the “Crow's Café”, Hinata Shouyou, seems to be hiding much more than meets the eye.
or
I project all my insecurities onto Hinata
https://archiveofourown.org/works/31526180/chapters/77990618
Shit doesn't just 'go away', it takes time to heal. That's what people usually don't understand. You think you'll get better just like that, but this is reality, and reality doesn't give a shit who you are. Either way, you still fight. You fight with everything you've got. Reality will fight back, don't get me wrong, but you keep on fighting. Even if it tears you apart. Because one day, you'll be pieced back together, much stronger than before.
or A traumatized Hinata makes an online friend who just so happens to go to his school, but neither of them know this.
#kagehina#shobio#angst#haikyuu!!#anime#god save me#i’m mentally unstable and i write fanfiction this is your calling#fear me
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shobio isnt onna my fav ships but their angst always rips me apart :/ stop fucking doing tht shobio stans its weird and annoying
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✨ Headcanons ✨
Haikyuu character sexualities and pronouns
Random icks the boys would have
Something cute the boys would do as partners 💕
Kuroo, Tsukishima, Bokuto, Ushijima, Akaashi, Nishinoya, Asahi, Kenma, Suna, Oikawa x gn!reader
Finding out their s/o can sing, but they don’t like their voice 💫
Atsumu, Osamu, Iwaizumi, Sakusa x gn!reader
Random soft boyfriend headcanons - Karasuno
Playfully annoying the haikyuu boys 💕
Oikawa, Kuroo, Bokuto x gn!reader
Helping you through insecurities 💕
Kuroo, Bokuto, Akaashi
Little thing YOU do the boys find attractive
Oddly Specific Vibes I get when I look at the HQ boys
captians
When lovers get separated ❤️🩹
Iwaoi and shobio angst, timeskip spoilers
What Valentine’s Day means to the HQ men
Oikawa, Kuroo, Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Tsukishima, Aran
18+
Playfully slapping their ass 💫
Kuroo, Bokuto, Osamu, Atsumu x gn!reader
Dirty talk - Karasuno
Daichi, Sugawara, Asahi, Tsukishima x f!reader
Dirty talk - Inarizaki
Aran, Kita, Atsumu, Osamu x f!reader
Their favourite position - Karasuno
Asahi, Tanaka, Kageyama, Hinata x gn!reader
Their favourite position - Aoba Johsai
Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Hanamaki, Matsukawa, Kyotani x gn!reader
First time calling them daddy
Daichi, Kuroo, Atsumu x gn!reader + Matsukawa x f!reader
Favourite nsfw toys and tools
Tendou, Suna, Tsukishima and Osamu
Subtle ways they let you know they’re horny
Polyships 💕 - collab with Kitty
Kuroo x Tsukishima x reader, Oikawa x Iwaizumi x reader, Atsumu x Sakusa x reader
Step-sister Kiyoko - Everything cest collab
dark content!!! Kiyoko x f!reader
© tetsunormous 2021
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Follow You Home
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2UCE6JL
by kkitten
Shoyo is the son of a God. His mother's dying wish is for shoyo to go to a mysterious address and live there. In order to keep his father who abandoned him from finding him he obliges and moves to find a magical clan. Anything could happen now. What will Shoyo's life be like now that he is on his own. Will his father find him? What will happen when a rival clan makes their move to attack them. What happens when one of the members of the rival clan is the most beautiful person he's ever laid eyes on. :)
Words: 6138, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/F, M/M
Characters: Hinata Shouyou, Kageyama Tobio, Original Characters
Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Ennoshita Chikara/Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Azumane Asahi & Nishinoya Yuu, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Shimizu Kiyoko/Yachi Hitoka, Miya Osamu/Suna Rintarou, Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Haiba Lev/Yaku Morisuke, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Takeda Ittetsu/Ukai Keishin, Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou
Additional Tags: Magic, Everyone Is Gay, Shoyo and Tobio have Daddy Issues, everyone has a moment, everyone is the cutest, shoyos literally saves tobio, not really sad tbh, Fluff and Angst, Suga is a flirt, theyre all so cute i love them, Shobio, dads suck, orphan kageyama, Father Figures, everything has a reason, #superpowers, this sucks idk, Everyone Has Issues, Enemies to Lovers, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Tattoos, Alternate Universe - Magic, Aged-Up Character(s)
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2UCE6JL
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