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sunflowerrosewood · 2 months
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Imagine... First Date with Hinata Shoyo
Imagine being asked out by Hinata at volleyball practice. You were the newest manager and a little shy. You became close with Hinata thanks to him immediately introducing himself. Within a few months, Hinata decided to ask you out.
Imagine his nervous stutter and shaky hands as he begins to ask you out. He wonders what your answer will be or your reaction. Will you laugh or will this change the manager/player relation?
Imagine when you say yes, he jumps for joy. The excitement bubbles so much in him that he is bouncing up and down. He's so giddy it makes you laugh.
Imagine Hinata plans a date going to the park for a picnic so you wear a simple picnic outfit. Hinata has gathered your favorite snacks and drinks too.
Imagine as you two start to set up the picnic, clouds start to roll in. You two didn't check the weather so the incoming storm was not on either of your radars.
Imagine as rain begins to fall, you two run under a pavilion. The roof covers from the rain and Hinata is apologizing profusely. Saying the date is ruined.
Imagine you laugh and say why not have the date here? It would be under the pavilion unless the storm gets bad and if so, you two can go to the nearby coffee shop.
Imagine as you say this, a clap of thunder occurs signaling your latter option is better. You two go to the nearby coffee shop to grab drinks.
Imagine as you two sit down, Hinata still feels bad for the planning. You can tell he feels down. So you start some small conversations about how he got into volleyball. Getting him to brighten up.
Imagine after a couple of hours, the rain lightens up and you two decide to walk home. Hinata is holding your hand and guiding you back.
Imagine when you arrive home, Hinata kisses your cheek. He's grinning and you are too. Another date would be scheduled soon....
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iluvghoullz · 1 year
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It's not necessarily that he's a fan of PDA, but rather his tunnel vision on you makes it hard to see anyone else, especially in public. He'll start to make out with you in public before you have to tell him you're at his parents house. He's accidentally followed you to the bathroom more than once because he forgot you're hanging out with friends and not on a date together.But ofc he means well and you aren't necessarily unhappy with the affection:)
IZUKU MIDORIYA!!, shoyo, shinsou, sunarin, todoroki, gojo, itadori 😊
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snowywolf1005 · 11 months
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HOSHIUMI X TALL FEMALE READER X HINATA
Headcanons: You're taller than these boys. If they want to be your boyfriend, they have to impress you by their skills, jump
Y/n and karasuno are at the national game. When daichi said they could go shopping, y/n looked for a shirt for hinata.
Then she found one said "Way of the Ace” shirt for Hinata and surprising him with it when he wins.
That’s when y/n reached for the same merchandise and brushed hands with y/n. It was hoshiumi when he looked at y/n.
His face is turning pink, the first thing Hoshiumi thinks when he sees y/n is “Cute.”
When he finds out you're taller than him. Well, he wants to impress y/n his skills and his jump.
"Hey! Do you know who I am?” he’ll ask in that aggressive way of his, though he doesn’t mean to scare y/n.
Y/n didn't say anything, "wel-".
"You're second year from Kamomedai, number 5, Kourai Hoshiumi, the tiny giant!" said y/n, pointed at him.
Hoshiumi was surprised to hear. He thought no one knows who he is, but y/n.
She already knew who he his. When hinata finally showed up, he was right behind y/n.
Hinata and hoshiumi make a death glare for some minutes.
Hinata grab y/n hands tight, Hoshiumi, on the other hand, is clearly trying to work out the best way to get y/n to watch his game instead of Hinata’s.
Fortunately, Sachirou drags him away before he can embarrass himself in front of y/n.
"Will that was wired?" said y/n. hinata didn't say anything, just drags y/n. Hoshiumi slips away from his team to (loudly) brag to you some more.
Both Little Giants are determined, and neither is willing to back down until y/n finally get the hint and give them an answer on who y/n choose.
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sorcererverse · 6 months
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HELP ME FIND THIS FIC ! hinata shoyo, dark content
ok this one is more obscure i think? idk if the author is still active too so :3
— timeskip!hinata
— im pretty sure this fic was posted on authors second acc ^__^
— dark content. dubcon i think turned noncon.. (?)
— cervix penetration is the main part of this fic !! like hinata doesnt know the female anatomy and he thinks he should be able to enter readers womb..
— reader tries to tell him to stop and no matter how hard he thrusts he wont be able to enter but he's adamant until he does eventually enter her womb.. yeah ^__^
— im pretty sure it was titled hit it till it breaks? or the ending alludes to that (hinata remembers oikawas saying "hit it till it breaks")
PLEASE HELP ME FIND THIS I WANNA KNOW..
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portfolio-of-dreams · 2 years
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august love. || hinata shoyo x gn! reader
warnings: none. just some sweet summer love a the beach.
w/c: 1.3k
a/n: my submission for @lou-struck “smoke and s’mores” collab! I hope you enjoy ❤️ and as always reblogs are appreciated.
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One deep breath in, the salty air infiltrating your senses to the overflowing brim. The bliss of summer was winding down and you worked tirelessly to get all your friends together on this one, last day. The morning haze sizzled against the tanned golden sand as the sun stretched its rays to the highest point of the sky. The small piece of beach where you nestled your chairs, coolers and towels was almost deserted. That was your privilege as you gazed out at the slothful sea, ebbing ever so gently against the soft crystals of the shore. It outstretched the hem of its Neptune blue gown and encompassed your feet as you stuck them into the cool water. The shimmering sand swept around in a scythe of beach, hemmed in by towering cliffs. Far out to sea, streams of pulsing light saturated the surface with a golden haze. It was quiet and this moment felt like paradise. The horizon seemed to be stitched with a line of silver that broke and repaired itself as the crew of volleyball players splashed in.
“Come on, Y/n! The water is great! Hey ‘Tsumu, hurry up with that beach ball!” 
The orange haired boy spoke, his chest rising with each word as the waves crashed against his toned chest the deeper he went. He’s always been like this overly cheerful and excited about mundane things like a blow-up beach ball. But that’s what attracted you to him in the beginning. His carefree attitude was a stark contrast to yours. Maybe he felt the same way and that's why you grew so close over the years. A yin and yang that fit so perfectly it was difficult to ignore. 
You laughed abruptly at his words and splashed into the water. It chilled your skin that was warmed from the sun, but it was a welcoming feeling from the heat. A flock of seagulls squealed overhead; they wheeled and swerved, their raucous cries ringing off the cliffs. A few landed against the sand looking for anything to put between their beaks as they squabble amongst themselves. You lifted your head towards the sky, the water lapping against your ankles as you watched the strange glamor of their timeless calls as they ascended through the golden streams of pale light. You took a deep inhale, allowing the smells to envelope around you and cascade through you like a rippling waterfall. Then two strong arms wrapped around your waist and flung you deeper into the ocean waves.
“Atsumu Miya! You could’ve injured me, you know!” You cried out as you wiped your eyes as best you could.
“But yer fine! Just enjoy the water. Look at shrimpy, he’s having a blast all by himself.” He pouted his lips and his brown eyes reflected the glimmering rays so innocently how could you not indulge him?
You rolled your eyes with a smile and swam out further. You were promptly met with a wave of water in your face. “Sho! I tirelessly swam out here to offer you company and you splash me? I’m wounded.” You spoke apathetically with a feigned pout sprouting across your lips.
“Oh! I’m sorry I didn’t mean--” Before he could finish uttering an apology, you splashed him right back.
“Hey! Come on, Y/n! My mouth was open, what if you splashed a fish in?!”
“What if you ended up accidentally swallowing it?”
“I mean sushi is okay, but it’s not my favorite and I still prefer my fish dead before eating them.”
The two of you burst out laughing at the hypothetical scenario. You kicked your feet lightly underneath you to stay afloat and looked out to the horizon. A single small boat bobbed and lolled in the incoming tide as larger ones raced and jumped against the wave crests. The humming of the revving engines was soothing in a way. They filled the atmosphere with a sense of being- and you were just two buoys floating in the spanse of the unlimited ocean. The rising sun laminating you with warmth and a carnival of smells drifted through the breeze.
“I wish summer didn’t have to end…” your voice was smaller than you expected it to be and came out as a lulled whisper but it still reached his ears.
“I know the feeling. But then you get to look forward to autumn and falling leaves that crunch when you step on them! And then Christmas! The best time of year, if you ask me.” He smiled at you triumphantly, easing your woes with something else to look forward to.
You put your hand to your forehead to shade your eyes from the sun which was starting to falter from its position. Gannets were dive-bombing the stretched surface of the sea far out from shore. A cormorant was flying into that place where sun and water meet. His wings were a blur of motion and he soon faded from sight. The rippling ocean turned from a radiant sapphire to a deeper navy as the lights began to fade out.
The sun melts down to the horizon, creating a soft incandescent glow against Hinata’s fiery hair. The freckles on his shoulders create patterns you could trace with your fingertips, almost like the star-dusted constellations. The ocean laps against your skin and he cups your cheeks in his rough palms. His lips brush against yours and he kisses you. It’s hasty and almost naive but holds an innocence you want to keep. 
He pulls away quickly, and it makes you pause. He tosses his head back and laughs- it's melodic and bubbles out of him in long, cacophonous tendrils. The sun gently dips around him and radiates his skin as the water falls in and out of rhythm on itself. 
“I love you.” It comes out unexpectedly and you still for a moment, waiting for a reaction.
He lowers his head and pulls you closer to him making ripples around the movement. He rests his forehead against yours, honey-touched brown eyes longingly looking at you, and he says it back. It’s clear and concise as if it was the most sure thing he’s ever said that didn’t involve volleyball. And in the endless blue underneath you, he takes your hand. You begin your trek from the stilling water to the soft sand to where the others have started a fire in a pit and dragged all beach chairs and towels into a circle. The shore is sprinkled with seashells and you do your best to maneuver your feet around them, stepping lightly over the cracked shells. 
“You shouldn’t have to worry about that!” Hinata speaks boisterously, and excitedly scoops up your body into his arms, carrying you back to the group.
“Sho! You don’t have to do that. You can put me down.” Your voice is small compared to his, coming out to only speak to him. He chuckles at your worry but continues to carry you to the blanket you had laid out earlier. 
You both sit, allowing the fire to roar and whisper in crimson hues of warmth. The sky was now exchanging colors with the night. The pastel hues and gold faded with the brightness of the day as it welcomed the deep blues and purples that swirled upwards towards the heavens. The sun that was high above before has now pulled the blanket up and the stars shimmer, intoxicated, against the black silk. The air chills around you as you pull your knees into your chest and Hinata wraps his arm around your shoulders. You can feel the muscles on his bicep tighten and relax against you as you lean into him. He smiles to himself and kisses your head with a gentleness you never thought plausible. In that moment, you felt every atom, every distinguishable cell of the two of you, melding together and creating a new planet against the skin on your forehead. A planet of your own, made of the love that was now skipping against the flames that grew in front of you.
And as you sat there- nestled against each other, your friends laughing and popping open cans of drinks to cheers the end of summer- you thought maybe this was the best way to end this summer. You, and your August love.
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heavenly-messenger · 2 years
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thinking about hinata and the rest of the team being really concerned if you miss a few days of consistent correspondence
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Hi y/n!
Are you okay? You haven’t been sending letters. I’m sure you’re fine, but everyone’s worried and it has been a little while… So are you really okay?  I hope you are.
We all miss you a lot. The second years have been all mopey and Tsukishima’s fighting with Kageyama again. How did you ever get them to stop??? Daichi’s been so stressed with them I think he might collapse. 
Are you still up to meet at the cafe this weekend? It’s ok if you’d rather not. But I do miss you a lot!!
See you soon!
Shoyo
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clubkira · 6 months
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DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ
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oh future husband, better love me right!
premise. the nhk gives it’s viewers a peak into the love lives of the jnt’s lineup, interviewing the future wives of the jnt to crack the secret to a happy relationship ❤︎
content. haikyu!! jnt / f!reader. (atsumu miya, rintarou suna, wakatoshi ushijima & shoyo hinata). fluff. somewhat decent relationship advice. downbad fiancés. healthy relationships(!!). suggestive moments. petnames.
soundtrack. dear future husband : meghan trainor.
part two can be read here.
dear future husband m.list. // hq. masterlist.
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ATSUMU MIYA.
“after every fight, just apologize.”
“Relationship advice?” You repeat, sitting across from the NHK interviewer, mic strapped to your shirt as a camera filmed your living room. She nods, smiling while holding a microphone of her own.
“Yes! Tell us, what is the secret to a healthy relationship?”
You tilt your head, “Well, I guess I have some advice to give.” Your fingers drum against the armrest of your couch as you sit in thought, contemplating on what to tell the reporter, “hmm..”
Atsumu sitting beside you laughs, his arm slung comfortably over your shoulder, “I have some advice I’d like to give as well.”
You turn to him with a grimace. “I don’t want any young viewers following whatever is about to come out of your mouth, ‘Tsumu.”
He looks at you offended; reeling his arm back to his side, shock spelled out all over his face. “Excuse me, I’m great at romance. I romanced you, didn’t I?”
“Unfortunately,” you jest, with Atsumu exclaiming in protest, “But this isn’t just about romancing someone, ‘Tsumu. They’re asking what makes a relationship a healthy one.”
“So?” He shrugs, “A healthy relationship is one that’s full of romance.”
“I apologize for him,” you playfully tell the interviewer, ignoring the look Atsumu gives you in response, “He’s not the best at this sorta stuff.”
She merely giggles, “No worries, the players are allowed to give their own opinions as well.” Atsumu puffs his chest out, “See, babe? She said I can talk too.”
“Yeah well, just make sure to cut out whatever he says in the final broadcast,” She lets out a snort at your jab, hiding the smile that creeps onto her face behind her microphone while Atsumu shoves your shoulder in despair.
“Awe, c’mon! I’m not that bad with relationship advice!” He pouts at you, looking like a kicked puppy when he does so, “What makes you think I’m so bad at this, do you actually want to marry me, babe?”
Your eyes soften at his saddened tone, feeling slightly guilty you link your fingers with his, eyes full of love when he smiles down at your intertwined hands.
“Of course I do, ‘Tsumu.”
The camera crew awes as you turn back to face the cameras, still holding Atsumu’s hand firmly in your own, running your thumb over the smooth cut diamond ring studded band he wears on his ring finger.
“The advice I have to give viewers is; Apologize when you are wrong,” you tell the interviewer, “No matter your pride, no amount will replace your relationship. It’s never worth sacrificing your loved one just for the sake of winning an argument.”
“Uh huh, you’re one to talk about that, babe,” Atsumu rolls his neck, “You never apologize first, it’s always me who has to for you to talk to me again.”
“What are you talking about?” You look at him confused, “I’m the one who initiates the apology conversations, you’re the stubborn one out of us.”
“Nuh-uh.”
You groan, “Exactly.”
Atsumu pulls his hand out of yours, placing it on your thigh instead before facing the cameras. “But, she is right. Do not ever choose a winning an argument over your partner. It ends badly.”
“You would know,” you snort, “You give me the longest silent treatments until I coax you out of it with kisses.”
“Can we cut that out of the broadcast, please?”
You purse your lips to hide the oncoming smile until Atsumu leans forward, a handsome grin on his face as he looks directly into the rolling cameras with a newfound confidence.
“But, y’know. I do always apologize in the end, ‘cause my girl’s never wrong.”
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RINTAROU SUNA.
“make time for her.”
“You see this girl?” Suna jabs a thumb in your direction from across the kitchen, leaning against the marble island lazily as the camera team nods. “Yeah, she gets constipated if I don’t give her enough attention.”
Your head perks up immediately as you shoot him a halfhearted glare, “Do not.”
“See, she’s doing it right now.” He ignores, drinking from his glass of water before setting it down on the counter, ignoring the little gasp you let out at his actions.
Rolling your eyes, you smack his arm before sliding a coaster under his drink, “Don’t scratch the marble, Rinnie. I just bought this island.”
The camera team silently giggles at the short interactions between you two, with Suna sticking his tongue out at you and in response you give him a middle finger before he turns back to face them, “Can you believe her?”
Scoffing, you enter the camera frame beside him, “Don’t bring them into this, Rinnie.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.”
“I’m your fiancée.”
Suna opens his mouth to argue before shutting it promptly, “Good point.”
One of the crew members holds a sign from behind the cameras, indicating to get the interview back on topic. “Why would you ever ask her for relationship advice?” Suna chuckles, “I was the one who made the first move.”
“The interview is for the fiancée’s of the JNT, Mr. Suna,” the interviewer reminds him, “But the players are welcome to voice their own opinions as well.”
Suna stretches his arm behind his back with a yawn, a sliver of his abdomen peeking out from underneath his home shirt before disappearing quickly, “Well in that case, allow me to voice this opinion—”
You slap a hand over his mouth before he can begin, “Nope, didn’t you hear them? This is my interview, Rinnie.”
“Buhf dey shaid I can shpeak too, affhole." Suna glares from behind your hand, removing it from his mouth with a groan. “Did you even wash your hand? Tastes gross.”
“Why did you lick my hand?”
“We’ve done freakier things than that and that’s what you’re worried about?”
Your words get lodged in your throat, sputtering out hurriedly, “This is going on T.V, Rinnie!”
He looks to you with a smug smile, “Yeah, and I can’t wait to rewatch this interview and see your reaction again later.”
Your fists clench momentarily before taking a deep breath, relaxing yourself and facing the cameras with a smile. “Anyways, some relationship advice I’d give to anyone watching; make time for your spouse.”
Suna nods along to your words, “Mhm, I think that’s the most important thing in a relationship.”
“Shut up, Rinnie.”
“Ouch,” he fakes a stab through his heart, monotonous eyes but a playful grin on his lips. “I talk for two seconds and you tell your dear fiancé to shut up?”
You shake your head towards him jokingly, continuing to talk to the interviewer, “A healthy relationship means you spend time with your loved ones, and your spouse should be the most loved person in your life.”
The reporter nods, “I see, I see, what do you suggest to our viewers the best ways to spend quality time with their lover?”
“In bed.” Suna chimes in immediately, earning another smack on the shoulder from you. “What?” He looks at you with a knowing grin, “Oh, you— I didn’t mean like that, oh my god you’re sooo dirty minded.”
He chuckles, “I meant like cuddling, laying in bed together, watching movies. Y’know, wholesome things.”
“Nothing is wholesome with you,” you exasperate, speaking from personal experience. “But yes, those are great ways to spend times with your lover. They’re good times to bond with them, or just relax and unwind after a long day.”
“Yeah, after a gruelling day of practice, it’s nice to come home and lay in her arms,” Suna motions to you before leaning his head on your shoulder, his grin now replaced with a small but gentle smile. “She’s all I want to see after practice.”
“Wow,” you tease, leaning your head atop his, “and where did you learn to be so smooth, hm? Are you just playing it up for the cameras, Rinnie?”
Suna snickers, hands crossed over his chest relaxed, “I would never,” he says before mumbling close to your ear.
“I just, really like to spend time with you.”
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WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA.
“treat her like a lady.”
“My fiancé is out right now at the gym,” you inform the NHK station crew, their camera men follow you inside your house for the opening shots of the broadcast. “Make yourselves comfortable while you wait.”
The interviewer settles himself on a seat at your dining table as you reach for the vase of flowers atop, moving into the kitchen to pour the old water out of their vase, careful to not spill any over your kitchen counter as you refill the container with fresh water from your tap.
Refreshing the water, you carefully place the flowers back into their vase before rearranging them neatly, coming back out of the kitchen to place them back on your table and adjusting them accordingly as the interviewer watches amazed.
“Those flowers are very lovely,” he notes softly, almost as if any louder of a volume would disturb the plants, “Did you fiancé happen to get them for you?”
You smile, “yes, he did,” recalling the first time he got you a bouquet, on your first date many years ago.
“‘Toshi knows I love flowers.”
The soft click of the lock to your house causes you to perk your head up in familiarity, the frame of your fiancé’s figure coming into view as you see him placing his shoes down beside your door before coming inside.
“Welcome home, dear,” you call out to him from the kitchen, one of the camera crew’s members break off to film your fiancé as he enters the home. He drops his gym bag to the floor beside your couch, removing his jacket and hanging it on your coatrack before passing through the halls of your shared home to get to you.
Ushijima shuffles his way into the kitchen, passing by the camera crew and approaching you from behind, hugging you as his hands are wrap around your stomach, head dropping into the crook of your shoulder.
You lean into his touch, his freshly showered hair smells of the shampoo the two of you use.
“Are you showing them the flowers I got you?” He asks, eying the pretty arrangement of flowers on the table. The cameras zoom in to take a closer shot at the flowers, noting the vibrancy of the colours and the lack of thorns adorning the stems.
You and the reporter nod, Ushijima lets a small smile settle on his face. “She told me they were her favourites,” he tells the reporter.
“Hm,” he hums before turning to you, microphone extending outwards. “is that your relationship advice for the viewers then? Giving your loved one gifts?”
You shake your head quickly, “Oh, no! No, that’s not my advice— Of course, do get your partner gifts if you know they’ll enjoy them.” Ushijima straightens up, hands snaking around your waist to stand beside you as the cameras pan out to record the both of you in the same shot.
“‘Toshi just really likes to get me little things,” you smile, reminicing on all the times your eyes barely glazed over something in a store front before he was scrambling inside the shop to buy it for you, despite your pleas.
“But gifts do not have to be expensive,” You reassure the viewers again, “just little trinkets that remind you of your partner will be enough.”
Ushijima nods before lifting your hand up to the camera, showing off the engagement ring with a large diamond displayed proudly atop it. “Yes, but I do like to splurge when it comes to her.”
You retract your hand quickly, warily eying your fiancé, “‘Toshi! Don’t make the viewers think they need to buy people’s happiness with expensive gifts!”
His head tilts unsurely, “My love, do you not like the ring I got you?”
“I-I do! When did I ever say I didn’t?”
His eyes crinkle slightly in concern, “Then why are you hiding our engagement ring from the viewers?”
“Because,” you sigh, “I don’t want young, inexperienced lovers to think they need something like a huge, flashy engagement ring to be loved by someone.”
“But you deserve the best,” he rebuffs, “There is nothing I wouldn’t buy for you if you asked.”
“‘Toshi.. this isn’t really helping our case…”
The reporter turns to Ushijima, “Even though this is a special for the JNT fiancées, the players are allowed to give their own insight.” He informs your soon-to-be husband, “Do you have anything else to add for our viewers?”
Ushijima thinks for a moment, silent in thought as you look to your fiancé, and the sight of his matching engagement ring twinkling under the bright studio lights filling your home catches your eye all too quickly.
“Do you have anything you want to say, ‘Toshi?” You nudge his shoulder slightly when he continues to remain quiet, an encouraging smile on your lips.
He nods, bringing the hand with your ring on it before giving the intricately cut diamond a kiss, his piercing eyes gazing deep into yours, causing your face to heat up fervently at his wolfish grin.
“Treat your partner the best that you can, like the lady she is and deserves to be treated as.”
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SHOYO HINATA.
“don’t forget your anniversaries!”
Shoyo’s leg bounces feverishly as the reporter speaks to you casually, unable to contain his excitement at being asked to join you for this broadcasted interview special.
His grin is wide, beaming whenever you sneak small glances at him whenever the reporter looks down at their cue cards of start up questions to ease into the conversation, before the real topic is brought up.
“Do you have any relationship advice for our viewers?”
You’re about to speak until Shoyo interrupts you, quite literally flying out of his seat while brightly smiling as his hand grasps yours with a tight grip, “I do, I do!”
The reporter chortles, smiling at his tactics, “Thank you, Mr. Hinata. But this interview is specifically for your fiancée.” Shoyo’s face sullens lightly until he speaks again, “But you’re allowed to give your own thoughts when she’s done.”
Shoyo slumps back into his seat dejectedly as you rub his back comfortingly, “Sorry, Sho. But just let me speak first, okay?” His pout is replaced instantaneously at your words with the usual smile he holds when around you, “Alright, baby!”
You look towards the reporter, hand still clasped in Shoyo’s securely. “Here is my advice for a healthy relationship; Don’t forget your anniversaries.”
Your fiancé’s mouth hangs open in shock at your words, head whipping to face you with a hearty laugh, “That’s what I was going to say!”
The look of shock that spreads across your face amuses him, staring at you expectantly for a few moments before you too erupt into laughter, shoulders shaking in surprise as the two of you cling to each other for support, with Shoyo nearly falling off the couch with how hard he cackles.
He clings onto your shoulder to stop himself from tumbling, which in turn causes you to laugh harder as you try to pull him back up as Shoyo calls out for you to ‘save him’.
“Baby, I’m falling!” Shoyo shrieks while howling with laughter, “Grab my hand!”
“You’re already grabbing my hand, Sho!”
Cameras stationed around your living room pan to zoom in on Shoyo’s joyful face when he fools around with you, the grip he still holds on your hand as clear as day as you jokingly attempt to rescue his bumbling self.
The out of frame reporter looks to the two of you happily, the fact that you both seem so absorbed in each other and have forgotten about the interview portion of the broadcast is surprisingly heartwarming for both the crew and the viewers watching the broadcast.
Once the two of you manage to calm down, you shyly look back to the NHK crew with a timid smile.
“Sorry,” you apologize to your interviewer, coughing as you try to hold back another bout of laughter when you catch Shoyo smiling at you again, attempting to contain his giggles. “We got a little- uhm, carried away.”
“It’s no problem,” the reporter chuckles, “I can see the two of you are very much in love, so is that the advice you wish to tell our viewers on how your relationship with each other is so healthy?”
You and Shoyo nod simultaneously, “Yeah, don’t you ever forget your partner’s anniversaries!!” Shoyo sternly but playfully warns the viewers, “I’m serious, guys! Anniversaries are important!”
“What anniversaries should our viewers be aware of when it comes to their lovers?”
This time you speak up, “Well, the major and most well known ones of course,” you begin, listing off the ones you can recall at the moment.
“For example; first month together, first year spent as a couple, birthdays could also count I suppose—”
“Did you know I proposed to her on our fifth anniversary?” Shoyo interrupts excitedly, the same happy and bright smile on his face shining when he proudly pulls up his hand to show off the ring on his finger, “I was so caught up in the moment, I forgot to put the ring on her finger after she accepted!”
Recalling that memory brings warmth to your cheeks, “Yeah, he literally forgot about the ring in the box until I asked him about it later.”
“But in any case,” you circle back to original topic at hand, noticing the way Shoyo’s smile dampens a little when you switch back so quickly as you shoot him an apologetic smile, you don’t want to waste the reporter’s and NHK crew’s time any longer.
“Don’t forget your anniversaries, people! They’re a big deal for a ton of lovers!”
“Th-that’s right!” Shoyo piggybacks off your response, “And if you do forget, you better apologize a lot!”
The reporter nods, turning their attention to your fiancé. “And do you have any final thoughts for our viewers on how you maintain a healthy relationship with your fiancée, Mr. Hinata?”
Shoyo smiles deviously at the open ended question he’s been dying to answer this whole time; his hand creeping teasingly up your thigh to the small of your back as he leans in real close to you with a knowing wink, the flushed expression displayed on your face at his actions encourages him even more to continue.
His eyes glint with amusement, the mischievous grin on his lips is firm even in front of several strangers and cameras rolling in real time, footage of his behaviour being broadcasted to the entirety of Japan this very second.
And without shame or guilt, Shoyo smirks.
“Make your anniversary nights real special for her, trust me on that one.”
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haeoki · 7 months
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⟢ tweets about you ! hq
synopsis: just lovesick boys 🤭
ft. atsumu tanaka noya suna oikawa sugawara kuroo kenma bokuto hinata
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semifilms · 1 year
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doing that silly little lipstick tiktok trend to the song “k.” by cigarettes after sex with them. when you pan the camera to him wiping away your smudged lipstick and he’s just staring at you with so much adoration and a little smile on his lips—face covered in kiss marks. which causes you to smile hard at the sight. once the audio cuts off and the video stops you turn to him, “see that was fun wasn’t it?” and he’s completely zoned or now just staring at your lips—his slightly parted. you know exactly what he wants now and you wouldn’t hesitate to lean in to lock your lips with his. once you pull out of the kiss he’s cheesing and is all, “if there’s ever anymore trends like that don’t even ask me, i’ll do it no questions asked.”
ATSUMU, SEMI, OIKAWA, IWAIZUMI, kuroo, BOKUTO, konoha, ARAN, SUNA, hinata, SUGAWARA, daichi, TANAKA, NOYA, kyotani, TERUSHIMA, aone, tendo,
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lumiinix · 1 year
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Whenever he went to the store, ladies will stop on their tracks and look at him with heart on their eyes, they would gossip to eachother about how there’s this handsome man who always came into this store, some even build enough courage to went up to him and strike up a conversation, only to be severely disappointed when they saw the wedding band on his ring finger. It gets awkward for them when they see him again, this time with you by his side, your husband’s hand around your waist and what’s more? A 5 year old child sitting on his shoulder. Yeah, they’re too late, he’s off the market now.
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wake-uptoreality · 1 year
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You always liked the thought of 'your moles being where your lover kissed you the most in your past life'. When you innocently tell him that, he grabs your hand pulling you closer to his chest. "Like this, baby?" He murmurs as he starts kissing every inch of your face where your beauty marks are located. You furrow your eyebrows, clenching his shirt with shaky hands. He goes lower and lower, breathing on your neck at last, gulping the sweet smell of you perfume. "You are my past, present and future love, never forget that" he grumbles "...now should we find your other moles too, sweetheart?"
-> IWAIZUMI, ushijima, hinata, BOKUTO, sakusa, AKAASHI, aone, OSAMU.
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sunflowerrosewood · 2 months
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Karasuno Masterlist
💗 - Fluff
🎆 - Smut
💔 - Angst
👾 - No relation
🌻 - Headcanon
🌹 - One Shot
🍄 - Imagine
🌸 - Multiple parts
🌼 - alphabet
🍀 - alternative universes
Hinata Shoyo
First Date 💗🍄
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makkir0ll · 10 days
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"hmm, is it green apple?"
you giggle in his arms, shaking your head no and smile as he leans down to press another kiss on your lips.
the past fifteen minutes had been spent trapped under his arms while he kisses your plump, flavourful, lips. it started out when you put on some chapstick and he asks for some. you knew that this was his way of getting a kiss, but when his lips press against yours the flavor is different than your normal vanilla, its fruitier. "what flavor is that?" he asks, pulling you closer to him to plant another kiss on your lips, "berry?"
"no" you say smiling as you await his actions. hoping that he does exactly what you expect him too.
and he falls into your trap. the next fifteen minutes are spent with his lips on yours as he guesses what flavor it could be. strawberry? mango? pineapple?
all no.
at this point all he could taste was his own spit on your lips. completely kissed away all the chapstick that coated your lips. he breaks the last kiss with a whine.
"y/n put some more on, i can't taste it anymore." he loosens his grip on your body as you shift underneath him to find the chapstick in your pocket.
"close your eyes, i dont want you to see the label." you tell him and he obliges, squeezing his eyes shut in a childish manner as you apply the chapstick on your lips.
once you're done you toss the tube away, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him down, he's smiling. his lips press against yours yet again but this time it's different. the kiss is deeper, he cups your face and his toungue swipes on your lips and you open your mouth slightly to let the wet muscle enter. it takes your breath away and you start to feel dizzy from his touch and all the sensations happening around you. he pulls away, a thin string of saliva connected the two of you. your eyes are still closed, processing what happened when you hear him say,
"it's berry isnt it?"
you nod your head no, hoping he will kiss you like that again, and he does. but little do you know that he caught a glimpse of the berry graphic on the label when you pulled out the chapstick from your pocket.
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HINATA SHOYO. (probably doesn't notice the label though tbh). BOKUTO, hanamaki, oikawa fucking tooru, sugawara (he knew from the start it was berry but goes along with the act to amuse you), akaashi (same as sugawara). NISHINOYA. (same as shoyo, genuinely continues to guess), ATSUMU. KITA FUCKING SHINSUKE (he knew from the first kiss, but realized that this made you happy). KUROO. SUNAAAAA.
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snowywolf1005 · 6 months
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Okay, guys, here is my plan. You better leave a comment and give me headcanons.
IF YOU DON'T!!! THERE WILL BE NO WRITING TODAY!!! LEAVE THE STORY YOU WANT AND THE HEADCANONS!!!
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KOBY X PIRATE READER
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Shanks x black reader
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ASL X MOTHER BLACK READER
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Kageyama x hispanic singer reader timeskip
5.
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Hinata shoyo x black tall singer reader timeskip
6.
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Sanji x wednesday addams reader
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Rengoku x black witch reader
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Rengoku x female reader forced marriage PT2
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merlucide · 4 months
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boys that would do this
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GOJO, ITADORI, INUMAKI, KAMINARI, SERO, HAWKS, HINATA, sugawara, NISHINOYA, TANAKA, OIKAWA, KUROO, TENDOU, ATSUMU, SUNA, TERUSHIMA, hoshiumi
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I’m down to make out😏
made January 8th 2024
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sluttsumu · 9 months
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☆ — ft. atsumu miya + getting leaked
warnings: 18+, tsumu being nasty
a/n: a little thought of mine, i can totally imagine msby being up in arms because there’s an “alleged” video out.
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atsumu is a nightmare for msby’s pr team.
at this point no one is even surprised when there’s a new viral vid on twitter of him fucking you from behind or stuffing his face in your ass. the lewd photography the two of you take may never have your faces in them but, it’s definitely you two, everyones knows that.
he has no shame, and neither do his teammates. the most recent scandal was a video of him fucking you in the new pair of handcuffs that seemed to get everyone’s attention.
it was another ordinary day for him as he walked in the locker room to see everyone on their phones after practice. the air was tense and everyone was thinking the same thing, he knew that they’d seen it and they were wondering why he didn’t care.
kiyoomi was the first to break the silence, as expected.
“so….miya”
atsumu flips his towel over his shoulder not even sparing his friend a glance. “how many times did you cum from watching it?” he cockily chuckled leaving the rest of the locker room in awe.
“SO IT IS YOU” bokuto exclaimed before starting to laugh along side hinata.
“i have no idea what you’re talkin’ about bo-kun”
the devil was a liar, and so was atsumu miya.
despite lying to his team claiming that the video wasn’t his, he enjoyed toying with the curiosity of others.
sakusa muttered a small “tch” under his breath as he reached into his pocket for his phone.
the video started playing.
atsumu’s lips curl into a smile as he finally turns to face the rest of the locker room as sakusa holds his phone to the blondes face. “that’s literally your girlfriend, miya.”
experiencing it was one thing but watching it was something else. the 20 second video played over and over again of your face stuffed into the sheets as atsumu fucked you full of his cum, your muffled whining echoed throughout the room until sakusa finally turned his phone off.
“she sounds pretty doesn’t she?” he smirked.
everyone was guilty to getting off to you, and atsumu knew that, it simply boosted his pride.
grabbing his bag his walks to the door, but doesn’t leave until spewing condescending words just to keep his friends on their toes.
“knock yourselves out.”
the door closes behind him meanwhile everyone looks at each other confused before receiving a collective notification, to a google drive with all of your porn on it.
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© — SLUTTSUMU 2023
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