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shoyoist · 2 years

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── 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐔 : hinata shoyo.

content: fem!reader. switch dynamics for both shoyo and reader. hand job, inappropriate use of professional titles. semi public sex. — i just cannot get the thought of calling him senshu out of my mind v_v

— . ｡˚ ♡ letting him fuck your fist after the all stars game.

"'m so tired," hinata leans close and whispers in your ear, taking your wrist and squeezing gently as he leads you back into the locker room, now empty after everyone had finished up, having taken their things and left.

pushing you against the wall — the smooth surface cool against your body with the effect of the air con — he presses his forehead against yours as you reach up and tangle your fingers in his bright hair.

you kiss him, and he's quick to deepen it, opening his mouth and humming with satisfaction when he tastes your lip gloss on his tongue — his hands place themselves around your waist, pulling the lower half of your torso against his, bumping your bodies againt eachother— and when he feels your breath hitch at the contact, he smiles, breaking the kiss so he can look in your eyes. "wanna fuck in here?"

"thought you were tired." you say, voice soft as you meet his gaze with a half-lidded stare. you say it like you're denying his cute little request, but your actions show off otherwise — running a hand slowly down his chest — the fresh, white t-shirt he'd put on after his shower clings to his form beautifully, and you trace his muscles with gentle fingers as you make your way down. "don't you wanna go back to the hotel?"

"maybe i just wanted you to baby me," hinata grins, amber eyes sparkling as he leans in again, pressing hips lips back on yours. "give me kisses 'n suck my cock, make me feel better."

you try not to let it show, but a smile tugs at your mouth anyway, and you finally slip the hand that's been playing about with the waistband of his shorts through, slowly wrapping around his hardening cock—

you barely have his dick fisted before it's twitching in your grip, leaking hot precum onto the tips of your fingers. "mm, i didn't think the matchless hinata-senshu would need babying."

"huh?" hinata asks, brows creasing with pleasure when you swipe your thumb over his tip, collecting the sticky beads of cum and spreading it across his length, pumping his cock at an agonizingly slow pace — he braces himself with a palm placed flat against the wall by your head, other arm circling around your waist and pulling you into him. "say that again, baby."

you look into his eyes again, and see that familiar, sharp glint flecked into his fiery orbs — bringing your lips closer, right against the shell of his ear, you repeat what you knew he wanted to hear. "you like it? when i call you senshu?"

the squeeze you give his cock along with your words has him stumbling forward — maybe he really is tired — and he jerks his hips, cock now all flushed as he starts fucking into your fist, lips parting to let out a chain of hoarse pleas for you to say it one more time, for you to tighten your grip and move your hand up and down for him.

you hear the sound of footsteps passing by the locker room doors, the faint murmur of voices fading in and out — a thrill runs up your spine at the realization that fuck, you're gonna have to make this fast, or you'll get caught.

get caught? and have people find out you're fucking the star of the entire game, the entire monster generation, in the lockers after a game that he'd flown all the way from brazil for?

"c'mon, shoyo," you whisper, as he shuts his eyes and presses his face into your neck, exhaling heavily, his hot breath sending more shivers through you. "hurry up and cum, and then we can get back, finish things up there."

"hah — say it," he stutters, smelling of citrus and sweat as he falls into you, heavy and hot against your smaller frame, bicep flexing beside your face as he presses his forearm onto the wall, forehead resting on your shoulder, eyes fluttering open so he can see how you work your hand over his length, and meet your movements with shallow thrusts of his hips.

you wanna make him moan, wanna drive him over the edge of his high and beyond, into overstimulation, you wanna get on your knees and suck him dry right here and now — but really, you cant risk getting caught, no matter how tempting it is to fuck him in here, where any staff or cleaner could unlock the doors and walk in on you.

"you like cumming on my fingers, don't you?" you urge, free hand lazily carressing his stomach, feeling the way his abs flex and how his breathing becomes tentative and hurried as you slacken your wrist and bob your fist faster around his cock. "go on and cum for me. i know you like it, senshu."

"fuck," hinata growls, and you think he's about to cum — you know he's real damn close — but then he stops you from moving by clamping the hand that he'd kept at your hip this whole time around your wrist.

his hold is rough, and when he pulls your hand off his cock, grabs your chin and drags your face up so you see his expression, you see the fire in his eyes has picked up.

"yeah, i like cumming on your fingers." he rasps, and you experience for yourself firsthand, just how strong he's gotten, when he places his hands firmly at your side and lifts you off your feet, moving your positions around so he can rest his back against the wall and do this comfortably.

"mmh," you whine, when he puts you back down and grabs at the waistband of your skirt and pulls it down, snaps your panties to the side.

"on my cock, baby, make it fast," he breathes, pulling you onto him so his length is pressed to your ass, the precum streaked all the way down to his base slick against your fluttering cunt.

"i like cumming on your fingers," he whispers, snaking one hand up your torso and wrapping it around your throat, pulling your back to his chest — you realize that you're going to be stuck here in the lockers with him for a lot longer than you thought—

and as he slips his cock into your cunt, he says, breath hitching in your ear, "but i like cumming in here way more."

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obliteration-onearth · 9 months

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[ shoyo hinata ]

"shoyo, slow down!"

you'd call out to him in desperation as you watch him run off into the distance with kageyama again. beads of sweat would trickle down your face as you'd pant, your hands on your knees to balance yourself.

despite being so tired of their antics, you'd still agree to walk shoyo home.. yet what you didn't anticipate was that you'd be forced to participate in their running competitions as well.

your boyfriend was speedy, to say the least but with kageyama there you might have as well entered him in a matador vs bull competition. or assume kageyama as the bull instead.

nonetheless, you'd grown exhausted as you jogged up the mountain. finally, you'd reach the top where they were both staring at you in confusion, their heads tilted sideways. it was as if they were asking 'what took you so long?', which only annoyed you further.

"uh, you okay?" shoyo would ask as he'd watch your exasperated form panting. he had gotten concerned earlier when he'd seen you vanish from his vision but his pride urged him to carry on for the sake of triumphing over kageyama, despite his desire to stay and wait.

"no, shoyo, i'm not."

you'd answer swiftly, rather irritated by the entire exchange. you didn't want to take your anger out on your boyfriend knowing he didn't mean to leave you alone like that but it would certainly make you feel better.

whatever, you'd catch your breath for a few seconds before beginning to trudge down the mountain, the cool breeze combing through your hair as you do so.

"hey y/n, wait!" shoyo would exclaim as he'd rush down to follow you, abandoning kageyama who'd simply taken the hint and left for his house in the opposite direction.

"go away shoy-"

"i didn't mean to leave you alone, i'm sorry."

taking a deep exhale, you'd turn around and wait for him to continue speaking. it was clear how you felt yet you repressed the thought of berating him anyways, shoyo was nice and didn't deserve to be yelled at for such a trivial thing.

"we can walk together tomorrow again, just please don't be mad at me." shoyo would hold an apologetic face as his hands would clasp together in a pleading way.

sighing, you'd nod.

"i'm not mad you're running off with kageyama, just- remember that i'm still here. okay?"

your gaze would avert to your feet as you'd kick the solid ground, the rubble swaying back and forth underneath your shoes as your hands would slip into your pockets.

the cool winds would continue to surround the two of you, enveloping you both as shoyo would inch closer to you in hesitance before wrapping his arms around you.

"we'll be okay, dummy."

without another moment, your arms would fasten around him in an embrace as snowflakes began to fall. the snowflakes coated his vibrant orange head in white, along with your h/c hair to be enshrouded by the small flakes.

your hand would move to swipe them off his head with a giggle, a smile spreading over your features which caused shoyo to smile as well, growing excited at the sight of seeing you happy.

as the snowflakes fell, shoyo would stick out his tongue in hopes of catching one. once it fell down on him mouth, he'd shiver at the coldness before the two of you would watch it dissolve in the saliva in fascination.

you, in turn would also open up your mouth and wait for the flakes to fall, shoyo finding your fascination adorable.

snow would pester the roads in white, piles beginning to form in obscure corners as the two of you ate snowflakes and shivered from the freezing taste for a second or two. it was ridiculous but in your eyes ( and shoyo's ), it was a cute way to end the day.

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( a/n: MUCH BETTER FIC FINALLY )

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bunnyyamor · 2 years

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Wish You Were Sober

ଘ ⟆ haikyuu m.list. ⟆ taglist. ଘ pairing. shoyo hinata x fem! reader ଘ wc: 3K .

ଘ the idea was based off of this tiktok! you and your ex have just broken up and you want to get away from all the stresses in life. your friend invited you to a college party and there you meet your high school boyfriend hinata. all the feelings from the past resurface and you have to make a decision between your ex or hinata.

ଘ content: abuse, alcohol, throwing up cuz of drinking

the click of your diamond beaded heels echoed in the night. you were invited to a party by your friend. it was to celebrate her finishing her college courses. you were proud of her, she accomplished something many could not.

you wore a tight sparkle silver dress that hugged your curves. it was short and made you feel empowered and beautiful. you looked up to see her dorm have people out in the front conversing with red cups and whatever liquid inside of them. there were decorations plastered on the building. some read “congrats” and “we knew you could do it.” you started wondering if you would ever have that same amount of glory.

as you made your way up the stairs your phone started beeping with texts. quickly and nonchalantly you opened up your phone to read your boyfriend’s whining and begging. again a fight. again he put his hands on you. you always wondered when was enough, enough. you were starting to believe you were at your breaking point. you were starting to come undone and crumble from the constant abuse. you knew it was wrong, it was not right and you always told yourself this was the moment you were done with him but a piece of you still loved him. or maybe you assumed the feeling you felt was love, maybe you depended on him, maybe you felt whole with him. it all was confusing to you. the words “i’m sorry” and “it will never happen again” filled the screen on your phone. yeah, you’ve heard that before.

with a sigh you forcefully shoved your phone, with already read texts, in your purse. this wasn’t your day it was your friends. but that is when you entered and something happened inside you.

“no fuckin way!” you shouted as you saw your best friend hinata. hinata and you were a couple in highschool then you both went to college in different areas. he was far away and you were…here. you both kept in contact via texts, calls, video call. but to see him here made your heart do somersaults. you both had dated in highschool and there he was a young dork. ginger locks that you loved combing your fingers through. you were starting to heat up looking at him in the distance. your mouth parted as your heart continued to patter like wings of a hummingbird.

“hinata?” you scrambled to get closer to him. you were like a magnet with him.

hinata turned around and that’s when his eyes widened with pure joy and his mouth created a huge toothy grin. “y/n?” he opened up his arms and you ran into them. feeling safe. feeling home.

right away you noticed hinata’s attractiveness. from playing volleyball for college his arms were formed and so were his legs. he was taller now and his jaw was formed. he looked like a man. his fingers were thicker and had calluses on them from constant use of the ball. he wore a cap backwards, his red hair peaking. then he wore a sweatshirt jersey of his college with some basketball shorts. he wore vans and always of course he had his key chain strap sticking out of his shorts, something he used to do as a teen.

“i can’t believe you’re here!” you said happily, giggling from excitement. hinata brought his hands up and softly touched your cheeks, rubbing heavenly touches on the apples of them. you noticed he had a couple of yarn woven bracelets on and that made you smile. he was still the happy sunshine. “i wish i would of known, i would of picked you up!”

hinata gave a lopsided grin, “it’s all good. no worries. your friend wanted to surprise you. she texted me a couple weeks ago. i’m staying at the hotel near your house. but surprise!”

you embraced him again and inhaled him. he was such a comfort to you. he still smelled like his body soap, fresh and clean. “i missed you so much hinata.”

“i missed you even more, beautiful.” he gently lifted you up from the floor. “remember i used to hug you like this in highschool.”

“oh my god yes,” you rolled your eyes as you playfully smacked him. “my skirt used to always fly up and you would threaten all your teammates that whoever saw under my skirt you would shove the volleyball up their asses.”

hinata blushed as he scratched the back of his head sheepishly. “i remember that. god i was really embarrassing.”

“don’t be,” you went by him, in the kitchen. you grabbed a red cup and filled it with rum and coke. “i always loved that about you.” why were you flirting? you literally still had unfinished business with your ex. that’s when it harped on you, did hinata know. he must of. sometimes when on your late night calls with him it would slip out. hinata would see the bruises and hear some things that were questionable. he always said you were too good for your ex and that he wanted you away from him, adding that you could always stay with hinata.

downing your drink and wanting to forget about your ex, your life, the stresses, you imagined what life would be like if you and hinata would have worked out. what if you did take him up on the offer and stay with him? you might actually be happy.

you shook your head as you quickly beelined to the bathroom. there you stared in the mirror, noticing some tears forming beads around your eyes. when you and hinata called it quits before college, you felt as if your heart had been broken in two. you loved hinata, still do but the long distance you felt was too much. not for you but for hinata. you felt hinata was going to find some other beautiful girl that wasn’t fucked up and that deserved him. that was your conclusion. hinata was too good for you and he was. during highschool you were the one in tears, frustrated, usually the one to give up and he was the happy go lucky. the smiles king. he deserved someone else that made him smile, not made him sad. you were friends with him, that's all you two could ever be and you had to accept that. hinata deserved the best and that wasn’t you. besides he probably had a girlfriend by now.

you wiped the lonely tears away and opened the bathroom door. hinata was on the opposite side of the wall, leaning against it with a red cup in his hand. his eyebrows stitched together worried as he motioned to you quickly. “hey, you okay?” his eyes searched yours as he huddled over you in height.

you nodded, not wanting him to know your pain. “bro, when in the hell did you get so fuckin tall?”

hinata’s face changed to a grin as he kissed the top of your head. you knew that he knew you were faking it. he knew you that well. “well, when the fuck did you get so short, bruh?”

you both snickered. hinata shouted to get everyone's attention while holding onto you by the shoulder, making you completely glued to his side.

“hey everyone!” hinata drew his cup up high in the air. “ let’s get fucked up!!!!” he screamed as others hollered and cheered.

you and hinata had done beer pong which you had amazingly won. then hinata did a pushup contest with other guys which he had won. so you two were a tie for winning this night. it was becoming the best night ever for you. hinata would not leave your side no matter how many guys tried to force him to leave to go to another party or how many girls wanted hinata to dance with them, hinata chose you and held your hand the entire night.

you however were starting to feel the alcohol and you succumbed to its strengths. feeling the loneliness and pain be covered by the high of the burning sensation of it seeping down your throat.

“you know i can lick my elbow?” you chuckled like a little kid, shushing hinata to tell him the secret of your powers. you noticed hinata did not drink as much. only having a couple shots and beers but now he was drinking water. was he watching out for you and making sure nothing happened to you?

hinata looked down at his water and gave a small smile. “nah, i don’t believe that.”

you gave a maniacal laugh, making hinata find you even more cute. “oh buddy trust me, believe it. i’m gonna post this on yuptube and it's gonna go viral.”

“oh yeah?”

“definatelyyyyyyyy!” you sang. “just look.” you put your elbow up and tried to lick the end. your face was hilarious and hinata busted out laughing, sliding down the wall. no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t do it. hinata bellowed out a belly laugh, tears falling down his face from laughter. “sweetheart, i don’t think you can do it.”

“awww, no i can,” you pouted. as you tried to bash your head to try to stick your tongue to your skin, the motion caused you to trip over your feet and land onto hinata.

“woah, you okay y/n?”

“mwahahaha, i just fell. i guess i can’t lick my elbow.” you cackled.

hinata helped you stand up and looked in your eyes, hands again pressed to your cheek like an overprotective boyfriend. “i think you need to drink some water, love. stay right here while i get you some.”

hinata was quick with your water and he was right. you were starting to not even be able to remember your name.

“more, little more.” he kept pushing your cup further and further for you to drink more.

you were starting to feel a little bit better, “thank you.” some water dripped down your lips to your chin and hinata caught his sleeve to pick up the mess. he wiped it away for you.

“hinata?” you grabbed onto his hands tightly. loving how perfect they fit with yours. these hands never hurt you, never slapped, punched, pushed you. hinata’s hands were hands of gold and hands that brought comfort.

“yes, beautiful?”

“can you dance with me?” you looked up at him with an eye full of wonder and amazement. it was like he witnessed the most beautiful creation to ever walk on this earth, that was how he felt about you. “please, hinata.”

hinata bent down and kissed your forehead with such love that it was more than you ever felt with your ex.

“of course.” hinata grabbed your hand and led you to the living room of your friend’s. the music that was blaring was club music, it was a party after all. hinata didn’t like this taste of music to dance with you so he led you somewhere else. “c’mon, i have a better idea.” hinata looked at each bedroom. one was being occupied by a couple having sex to which hinata covered your eyes as if you didn’t know or never had sex in your life.

“umm, hinata you know i’ve had sex before.”

hinata sighed, “yeah i know. unfortunately,” he mumbled the last word.

you were confused, was he mad that you were in a relationship with your current…thing? you were so indecisive. you didn’t know where you and your ex stood.

“here,” hinata guided you into another bedroom on the top floor, away from everyone. “how’s this sweetie?” he had a smile as big as the sun. he twirled you like a princess, holding you steady after on your hips. your heart sped faster with his hands so close to your skin. his fingers dug a bit tighter in your hips and he rubbed the fabric there. it was like an electrical shock.

“hinata,” you whispered, eyes on him as his mouth opened slightly, a blushing mess as he heated up.

“let’s just dance.” he grabbed his phone and put on a giveon's song ‘i want you.’ it was slow, sensual. the lyrics spoke the words that you and he were trying hard to find. they were right in your mouth, waiting to spill. they were in your heart and you knew. it was always him. it was always hinata.

“hinata, i don’t-”

“shhh,” hinata slid you closer as his hand landed on your ass and guided to the back of your neck. then his hands dripped down to your arms, grabbing your hands, holding onto them like his life depended on it.

the air was hot, sexy, it was simple. two humans that wanted to love each other but it was not the right time. oh how you could go back in time. how you wish you could have worked things out with hinata.

“you mean everything to me hinata.” your lips trembled wanting to give up everything to him. but things were complicated. hinata grabbed your face again in his hands, wiping your tears away.

“i know baby, shhh, i know. you know i never got over you. all those nights trying with some other girl it never worked because they weren’t you. i thought about the way you talk, the way you laugh, your clothing, your smell, touch, all those made an impact on me that i don’t want to live without you. i settled for friends but i can’t. i need more. i want more. and i know you have that guy-”

you went with your gut. you couldn’t handle the separation anymore. in one swift movement you stood on your tiptoes and crashed your lips onto hinata’s. hinata carried you and wrapped your legs around his torso, diving deeper in the kiss. you both moaned and clashed with fury. teeth against teeth, passion against passion. it was like an explosion.

hinata put his hands on your ass and clawed there. you rummaged your fingers through his locks, feeling the soft hair on your skin. hinata groaned as he landed against the wall and slid down with you still connected, him still holding onto you. he landed on the floor with you on his lap as you two made out even more.

“i can’t believe how beautiful you are y/n. every time i see you, you get even more beautiful. no other girl can compare. you are so special to me.” his kisses went down to your neck where you grinded on his clothed shorts.

you couldn’t believe what you were doing. you still were with someone and he was currently blowing up your phone.

“i love you y/n. i love you with everything i have.” hinata muttered against your neck, feeling your pulse quicken.

“hinata i-” then the feeling came up. not of love and not of passion but of barfing. “i think i’m gonna throw up.” you quickly stood up and ran to the bathroom, holding it in till you made it to the toilet.

hinata’s eyes widened in that instant. what a turn of events. “oh, i’m coming!”

he was a gem. a pure ray of sunshine.

as you hurled unstoppable in the toilet of your friend's house, hinata held your hair away from your face so that it didn’t mesh with your vomit. “aww you poor thing. i knew i shouldn’t have let you drink so much.”

you wiped your mouth with the wet napkin that hinata gave you and leaned against the bathtub of the bathroom. “it’s okay. i wanted to forget, i wanted to space out.” as you shifted on the floor your whole neck was exposed showing hinata the bruise.

“what did he do?” his eyes were dark and he was all of a sudden so angry. you saw his fists turn white from the clenching.

“i don’t know-”

“that monster. that fucking disgusting piece of trash. did he hit you again?”

“he swore that this was the last time hinata. he said he wouldn’t do it again-”

hinata scoffed, “yeah he says that every single fucking time! y/n can’t you see this guy is fuckin terrible for you! you deserve so much better!”

your head was pounding and the room was spinning. your thoughts were not coherent. you wanted your ex and hinata. it was the same cycle. again you felt drawn to your ex, it was an unshakable feeling, one you never understood. why do you still love your ex? or did you love him? it all didn’t make sense and you were starting to get more sick.

“please hinata. i can’t right now, can you please hand me my phone. it’s in the bedroom.” you went again to vomit in the toilet.

hinata went to retrieve the phone and he saw there were tons of messages flooding your lockscreen. ‘i’m sorry baby’ ‘you mean the world to me’ ‘i promise i won’t do it again’ ‘i love you’ ‘i need you’ ‘i don’t know what i will do without you.’ hinata was pissed because it was the same shit. the same shit you fell for. hinata loved you and bless your heart, he truly didn’t understand why you would go back to that heathen. hinata shook his head. he just pronounced his love for you and he knew that you were going to go back.

defeated he gave you your phone, “here.” he leaned against the bathroom wall and just got a good look at you. all of a sudden sadness just overwhelmed him so much that he felt he was going to cry. how much you meant to him. “please y/n, please don’t go.” he stopped his lips from trembling.

tears fell from your eyes and you knew it, he knew it. you were going back. “i’m sorry hinata.” you stood up and bent down to kiss his forehead. “maybe in another life.”

hinata looked outside to see your boyfriend’s car there and in a split second he picked you up and you were gone. hinata felt he lost again.

it was 4 in the morning and hinata was tossing and turning in his sleep. he was sweating and his heart was having palpitations. he was anxious. he hated himself for letting you get in that car with that man. what if that was the last time he would see you? what if he would hit you again or worse? he blamed himself. called himself a coward. he thought love could conquer everything.

hinata got up to drink some water as his nerves were making his throat dry. a ding went off on his phone to show he got a message. as he looked he saw a text from you. right on the top of his phone read the words, loml.

‘i don’t deserve you.’

hinata again felt the tears. they blurred his vision as he tried texting back everything he wanted to say, ‘please y/n. come here. stay with me, i will protect you and care for you.’

hinata shook his head, did he deserve this treatment? were you toxic? no, no he didn’t think like that. you were in a tight spot and his best friend. you were his everything. you meant the world to him.

‘i’m sorry hinata. i really am. i can’t do this again. i need you. i want you. i told him we we’re done.’

hinata read the text over and over. was this real life? he quickly dialed your number, afraid for your life that you broke up with your boyfriend.

“hello,” you cried on the other end.

“oh my god! y/n, are you okay? are you really done with him? is this really over?” you cried on the other end, “i wanted to go with you today hinata. i really did. i was just confused about everything. but i feel safe with you. i feel comforted by you. i feel happy and loved and just like i can do anything when i am with you. that kiss today was the best feeling ever. it meant so much to me and made me feel and know the truth.”

hinata held back his sobs and nodded, “can you get here? do you need me to pick you up?”

“it’s okay, i’m already here.” hinata could hear you smile on the other end.

he sped to the door and opened it as fast as possible. and there you were. in his doorway, shivering from the rain storm that was outside. and on your face was a big fat bruise on your eye. hinata gasped and had a face of horror. “y/n.” he went to the bed and grabbed his fluffy blanket wrapping you in it. “you can change your clothes in a bit to get dry. i have some extra hoodies and shorts. but you poor thing, my sweetie.” hinata carried you again like he always used to do in highschool. he carried you to his bed and placed you on his lap. embracing you and kissing you lightly all over the face.

“it’s okay. i should have done this sooner,” you gave a lopsided grin. “one more thing hinata?”

hinata tilted his head in question.

“i love you, too.”

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bokutosmochi · 1 year

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random hinata shoyo headcannons

what's it? general

allergen warning/s? n/a

sugar level? 0.6k

regulars? @hanayanetwork

♧ once added >///< to one of his tweets on his private twitter. kageyama screenshotted it and sent it to the karasuno boy's volleyball gc. they will never let him live it down.

♧ smells really warm, like cinnamon. sometimes cinnamon apples. it's funny because he doesn't even like those. he doesn't hate them, but he doesn't like it either. he simply enjoys their scent.

♧ is so so bad at taking care of plants. he first got the idea of getting some plants after seeing them on tiktok all arranged in a lovely way, brightening up even the most dull rooms and hinata being himself bought a whole load of plants that caught his eye only for them to die one by one. he did everything he could, fertilizer, more water, less water, different types of soil, more sun, less sun, different genres of music - he even sang to one of them - only for them to wilt regardless.

♧ definitely sings while bathing. you cannot convince me otherwise. he does.

♧ likes lollipops. he's very aware that it's horrible for his diet, it's really just sugar and unhealthiness on a stick, but he can't help it. his favorite are cola flavored lollipops, followed by really milky strawberry or chocolate ones.

♧ summer is his favorite time of the year. he likes wearing sleeveless shirts, not only because they show off his arms, but also because it exposes more of his skin to the sun and he's fond of how sunshine feels on him. plus, there's also an increase in the number of people playing beach volleyball.

♧ i'm sorry, but he 100% has unironically had a live, laugh, love frame hanging in his room at some point during his high school days. one time, he let the karasuno volleyball team into his room and they quickly spotted it. tsukishima, kageyama, nishinoya, and tanaka were quick to tease him about it, and sugawara and daichi were quick to shut it down. hinata couldn't be happier about their presence at that very moment. still very embarrassed though, especially when he reunites with tobio in japan and he asks him about it -- whether he still has it or not.

♧ has a habit of trying different flavors of ramune and he always keeps the bottles. he thinks it's all too cute to get rid of.

♧ holds on to things when he sleeps, whether that's a loose grip on his pillow, a stuffed toy, a blanket, his significant other, hell, even his clothing. he just finds it impossible not to do it in his unconscious state.

♧ wants to join tv shows like american ninja warrior -- after all, he is ninja shoyo.

♧ tried to keep a dream journal and update it regularly, but at some point, he just forgot to use it.

♧ the pride and joy of msby black jackals whenever they go to a bar to celebrate a win and it's open mic night. he gets lost in the song he's singing but still manages to put on a performing of a lifetime, drunk and all.

♧ sketches random shit a lot. like his notebooks back in high school and middle school were literally just sketchbooks. no notes from class, only random doodles of random things.

♧ likes buying those scented colored gel pens, but he always forgets to use them.

♧ doesn't wake up at five o'clock in the morning to go jogging because he needs to exercise for his job. he wakes up at five o'clock in the morning to go jogging because he enjoys it.

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tooruhearts · 2 years

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along the road.

a roadtrip with shoyo.

→ feat. hinata shoyo || genres: fluff || warnings: none

it’s five am when shoyo wakes you up.

“let’s go on a roadtrip,” he says. his voice is raspy and his arms are still holding you.

“why would we?” you ask, slightly slurring words.

shoyo hesitates before answering. his eyes look at the ceiling, thinking. then, he turns at you with the fondest smile which makes you melt.

“let’s just do it.”

you prepare yourself for your spontaneous trip.

the wind ruffles shoyo’s hair as he drives. he keeps humming and singing love songs, even throwing you a wink every now and then. the sun is rising and you realize how you want to stay like this forever, with him and his laughter.

you’re so entranced in the moment you don’t notice how you’ve passed through the same roads twice, not until shoyo frowns and mutters almost inaudibly “i think we’re lost”.

which is well, not great.

“what do you mean we’re lost?” his eyes don’t meet yours and that’s how you know how terribly lost you are.

you start laughing. shoyo looks at you as if you’re mad but you don’t care, because it’s funny. it’s funny how you’ve gotten lost, how you’re out here at six am in some unknown road, how shoyo laughs too along with you.

“you’re not mad?” he holds your hand and pulls it closer to him.

“no, why would i be?” you answer, rests of laughter still laced in your voice, “i mean, this is not the dumbest thing you could have done.”

“you know me so well,” he says, giggling.

shoyo squeezes your hand and turns the radio on.

he keeps driving along the road.

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panally · 2 years

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❁ Hinata falling in love for the first time ❁

Hinata would be too innocent to realize he has actually fallen for you his childhood sweetheart but not when the feeling of love is like the whole world disappears when you are around him. He always had feelings for you but to him, it was 'just friends' but all that changes.

You are returning after three years away and he is over the moon about it and can't wait to see you. He still remembers your short blonde hair you sometimes let him braid even though he does the worst job on it, your adorable baby face that blush easily at a single tease and he liked that he was taller than you.

Let's just say three years is a pretty long time because Hinata is stunned to his very core. like a vampire's first heartbeat, he is blooded at the sight of you coming down from the car. Your light blue eyes are darker now and they sparkle at the sight of him and you might as well have shot an arrow to his heart because it swelled with something he couldn't even describe.

"Y/n?" He is barely able to get a word out.

You tuck your now long hair behind your ear and smile at him before pulling him into a bear hug.

"Oh, I missed you."

Your voice is like music to his ear. The closeness sends his brain on overdrive and your scent absolutely heavenly. He doesn't want you to pull away but he doesn't hug you back because he was sure his body won't listen to his brain now.

You pull away and go hug your parents and he is still just not able to take it all in. You think he is being weird, he wouldn't talk to you the whole day and he just stayed in.

Maybe he doesn't like you anymore whereas Hinata is blushing under his covers with a dreamy look in his eyes, how can you be just friends now when all he can think or wait he can't even think? He turns to google for help, 'why do I feel like my friend is the prettiest person alive'

He realizes the feeling now and he is in love with you or maybe it's just a crush I mean you have been friends forever, he has seen you in just your underwear before and there is no going back from there but his heart says different.

Now Hinata plans to confess...

#haikyuu!!#first love #love #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hinata shoyo #hinata shouyou #hinata drabbles #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #shoyo x reader #hinata x reader #hinata x y/n #hinata x you #hinata fluff #hinata shoyo haikyuu #hinata scenario #hinata imagines #hinata headcanons

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haikyuu-bf-scenarios · 2 years

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Hinata Shoyo: Second Encounter

First Meeting

*not edited*

You’re house was out of snack again

Which happens a lot more than I’m letting on

(bc you’re parents are health nuts)

But you had only seen the team once more before now

They were leaving and you were coming in

You exchanged polite greetings

And the small volleyball boy couldn’t even look at you

But that was it

Now, though you’ve encountered them the same time they’ve arrived

You were in the snack aisle when they came in

You normally buy your snacks when you want them

Bc you want an excuse to leave home

and see Hinata but that’s not important right now

but this time you have to stock up

Your parents are getting concerned w/ how much you’re leaving the house

So now you won’t be able to come as often

The team saw you as soon as they entered, tho

Or rather

Hinata saw you and short-circuited

Causing the rest of the team to look over

For now they minded their own business

Buying their pork buns and hanging around the table

That is until you paid for your things and made to leave

Sensing a potentially missed opportunity, Suga shot up to watch you leave

And then to Hinata who announced that there was an extra pork bun

When they all started arguing over who’d get it, a Suga idea was born

“Na, Hinata, why don’t you give it to them?” He pointed in your direction

“What? No! I can’t do that!”

“Well why not?” Suga pressed

“Bc- bc... I-i can’t-”

“Ah, he’s too much of a coward to talk to someone he likes~” Tsukki mocked

“Hey! I am not a coward! Watch me!”

Hinata snatched the pork bun and stomped his way over to you

“hey, you!”

Wow Hinata, have you no manners

You whirl around to him shocked

As soon as he registered it was you he stopped

Remembering who he was

And who you were

And who was watching

“Uh... uh-um”

He shoved the bun in your face bowing

“Sorry! Please except this!”

‘Ah he’s so loud’

You looked at his flustered face

‘But he’s so cute~’

You grew warm at the thought and gingerly took the offering

Giving him a soft smile and thanking him

“Thank you... um, I don’t know your name”

“Hinata Shoyo!”

“Thank you, Hinata-kun”

You turned to leave before your own nerves got the best of you

Once you left, Hinata erupted w/ smoke and crumbled to the floor embarrassed

The hearty laughter coming from his team was not helping

You, on the other hand, walked home flushed, the bun still in your hands

Whether you eat pork or not you still felt unbelievably nice bc of it

You were gonna miss seeing him while you’re forced to stay home

Especially now that you finally knew his name

And of course the rest of the team, ha ha

You are not thinking about any of them who’re you kidding

masterlist

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu preferences #haikyuu bf scenarios #haikyuu boyfriend scenarios #hinata #hinata shoyo #hinata imagines #hinata scenarios #hinata preferences #hinata x reader #x reader #anime #anime x reader #second encounter

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clubkira · 6 months

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DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ

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.

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.”

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.”

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.”

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.”

reblogs are appreciated .ᐟ ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

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haeoki · 6 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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kleftiko · 9 months

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❦ ASKING THEM FOR A BABY

cw: mature themes, fem!reader, pregnancy, language cause i got a potty mouth

yes, there are boys in multiple spots lol

KUROKO NO BASKET

♡ automatic response is: “we’ll stop by the store tomorrow, m’kay?” before he realizes what you said and completely shuts down imagining the two of you raising a child

— akaashi, iwaizumi, kageyama, hinata, kenma

♡ suggests ‘practise’ rounds, cause he’s a horny bastard, then probably develops a breeding kink from said ‘practise’ rounds lol

— kuroo, atsumu, suna, tendo

♡ whips out the scrapbook he’s been working on with baby names, colours for the nursery, recipes for soft foods, and clothing catalogs: major baby fever

— oikawa, bokuto, kita, ushijima (i find this hilarious)

♡ has a mature conversation with you about what you both want that leads into soft and passionate lovemaking (bow chicka bow wow)

— osamu, sakusa, daichi, kita, akaashi, ushijima, tsukishima

bonus:

♡ probably accidentally knocked you up anyway

— bokuto, atsumu, tendo

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lumiinix · 2 years

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🦐hello this is f8r the 100+ event congrats btw

id like to req 3rd year hinata shoyo , (im trans and i hc him as ftm too, completely optional if youd like to add this to it)

info: male, tan, black hair, a bit shorter than 3rd year shoyo, pretty socially inept but confident and seemingly having no shame if with the right people/person, chronic younger sibling syndrome, cant take care of myself, acts of service for all my homies, competitive, PE and art tryhard, no tactics just charging straight ahead, dumb childish excitable, very hesitant with sharing interests and genuine emotions, get treated like a dog sometimes (headpats, "stay", doing what friend told me right away, fetching stray balls in PE),

interests: most things, lifting my friends

style/aesthetic: cargo shorts, im sorry

Lumi’s 100+ followes event! - Closed!

-OMG LIKE YOU TWO DEFINITELY GET ALONG SO WELL!

-But I headcanon that Yamaguchi is just constantly tired of having to deal with you two 😂. Tsukishima is just. Done. Like fell down a tree? Not his problem.

-I feel like you two had somewhat a similar relationship like Hinata and Kageyama! Just more friendly and fun! You two would also have your fair share of racing competition but instead of arguing and bickering, it will be filled with laughter and praises.

-He would absolutely ADORE that you take time to take care of him, but would also try and do the same for you once he realizes how bad you are at taking care of yourself. Like making you food, buying meat buns for you, helping you with chores.

100+ followers event here! - ☆

#lumi’s 100+ followers event!#hinata x reader #hq #haikyuu #haikyuu imagines #hinata shoyo x reader #hinata shoyo #haikyuu x reader #hinata shoyo imagine #hinata imagines #hq hinata

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atsumwah · 1 year

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butterflies

featuring : iwazumi hajime, miya atsumu, suna rintaro , matsukawa issei, hinata shoyo & sugawara koushi

notes : just things he does that gives you butterflies

when iwaizumi lies down on the couch, he likes to pull you with him and make you settle on top of him. he loves feeling your body against his and just being your pillow in general literally does not care how much you weigh or if you're afraid of being heavy. if you try to wiggle out, he'll cup your ass and make you stay.

atsumu has a tendency to trail kisses down your neck when you're doing something. he especially likes doing it when you're at the stove cooking. something about how he cages you with his arms and slowly kisses down your neck makes your knees turn to jelly <3

matsukawa likes to hold you by the hip. if you're out in public, his hand slowly trails down from your waist to your hip and holds you close no matter where you are. you constantly find his hands drifting even lower and by then you have to shoot him a glare to make sure he behaves.

suna does that thing where he leans down closer to you when you talk. it doesn't matter if you're sitting down next to him or lying back on top of him, he will move his face closer to yours and look you in the eyes while you're talking. he knows it flusters you so when he does it, he has this cheeky smile on his face

i fully believe hinata likes to lift you up just for funsies. like you could be doing the dishes and he needs to grab something from the cupboard above you so he'll lift you up to gently put you to the side. or when you're too lazy to get up and shower, mans will literally carry you on his shoulders like a baby. or when you're in the pool, he easily slips his hands on your hips to bring you up his shoulders. you weigh nothing to him bro

suga likes to tilt your head up when he wants your attention. like not in a demanding way but more like a look at me and only me kind of way. he has this smirk on his face when tilts your head up with his pointer finger, face inching closer to yours as he grabs your attention. literal definition of looks like an angel but an absolute teaseeeeee

#haikyuu fluff #iwaizumi fluff #matsukawa fluff #suna fluff #hinata fluff #suga fluff #atsumu fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #iwazumi x reader #hinata x reader #suga x reader #atsumu x reader #matsukawa x reader #suma x reader #haikyuu smau

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strawberrykake · 27 days

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“Look At Your Girl….” Prank

“You see how good she looks? Now imagine another guy enjoying her, you not meaning shit to her anymore. Exactly, get your act together.”

>>warnings: Tsukki -> suggestive, cursing

Kageyama, Tsukishima, Atsumu, Hinata

Kageyama

Kageyama was busy preparing his busy volleyball schedule for the next week

It’s been a while since you’ve spent quality time together

So in order to get his attention, you slump beside him with your phone in hand

Sensing your presence, he places an arm around your waist.

“Hey, baby.” He pecks your cheek.

“Hi.”

Without any warning, you play the audio:

Look at your girl.

He looks at you, then at your phone then back at you, confused.

You see how good she looks?

A blush starts to form on his cheeks and his lips curve up into a smile.

Now imagine another guy enjoying her…

His grin immediately drops at the horrifying thought of someone else being with you

“Hmmph.” Kageyama pouts, hearing the rest of the audio.

His grip on your waist has gotten tighter.

“Get up.” He motions to his lap for you to sit on and you gladly hop on.

You can’t stop smiling at his cute little pout.

It was hard to resist a kiss as you leaned in to give him a peck.

You feel his hand move behind your head, bringing you closer and preventing you from pulling away

The kiss lingers a little longer than you intend it to.

“Tob—” He enters his tongue, shutting you up.

He kisses you as if reminding you how much he loves you.

His hands cradle your face as you tightly wrap your arms around his neck.

After a heated make-out session, Kageyama pulls away with a smirk on his face, feeling satisfied with the dazed look on your face

“Tobio…”

“Let’s go out for dinner tonight. On me. I’ll treat you.”

You giggle and it makes his cheeks flush even more.

At the end of the day, you are his and he is yours. he knows that. just likes to be reminded

Tsukishima

“What is it?” Tsukki asks when you approach him slowly on the bed.

He was busy reading a book. He leaves the book open faced down on top of his broad chest.

He leans against the palm of his hand, elbow bent and muscles bulging.

Of course, it’s a habit for you to lay next to him, placing your head on top of his tricep.

“Listen to this!” You pull up your phone to play the audio and Tsukki remains silent to listen.

Look at your girl. His eyebrow raises, looking sideways at you.

You see how good she looks? He nods, giving an impressed look.

Now imagine another guy enjoying her, you not meaning shit to her anymore…

His face contorts into disgust.

When the audio ends, he picks his book right back up and adjusts his glasses.

No more words exchanged. Nothing.

“Uh, Kei?” You scoff, rubbing your nose against his arm

he ignores you

“you’re annoying” before getting up to leave.

“Aht. aht. aht. Where do you think you’re going, baby?”

“Finding another guy cuz it seems like I don’t mean sh—.”

“Don’t finish that sentence. It’s far from the truth. You know it.” Tsukki practically throws his book to the side, not caring if he lost the page he was on.

“I do. But…”

“But what?” He moves closer to the edge of the bed where you stood, taking your hands in his and kissing them.

“Tell me,” he says against your skin.

“I— I—” Instead of saying anything, you press your lips against his.

You can feel his smirk against your lips.

“If.” Kiss. “You.” Kiss. “Wanted.” Kiss. “To kiss.” Kiss. “Just tell me, baby.”

His lips move towards your neck and you feel his arms pull you in close before falling against the bed.

“I want a kiss,” you say shyly.

He chuckles, nipping your ear.

“Okay, pretty.” Tsukki turns you both over, so that he’s on top.

Before giving you a kiss, he stares at you.

And your eyes tell him that you were longing for more than a kiss tonight.

He definitely feels the same way.

Atsumu

“hmm?” He asks mid-crunch on some chips he was stuffing into his mouth

you were simply watching some videos on your phone while cuddling atsumu when he overheard the quote

“You see how good she looks? Now imagine another guy enjoying her, you not meaning shit to her anymore. Exactly, get your act together.”

“who th’ fawk is talkin? what does he know about whats mine?” he says with his mouth full

You giggle

“Who’s that, baby?” He keeps asking

“just some internet guy, love”

Atsumu turns on his side to pull you in closer.

“get off it. n pay attention to me now”

You raise your brow. “I thought you’re watching sports…” you say as the tv continues to play a live soccer game

“It’s not even volleyball. It’s okay baby. C’mon..” He puckers his lips, making you squeal and push him away.

Your actions make him pout.

“Whats up? I dont mean shit to you anymore?” He mocks the person from the video.

You giggle. “You have garlic cheese breath.”

“I’ll brush my teeth if thats what it takes to get a damn kiss from ya” He excitedly hops up from the bed.

You slapping his butt as he gets up from the mattress makes him raise a finger at you (as if he isn’t used to it)

Hinata

“You see how good she looks? Now imagine another guy enjoying her, you not meaning shit to her anymore. Exactly, get your act together.”

“Man…” *Hinata says his voice cracking up. Your playful smile disappears.

“Wouldn’t that be a-awful…”

You look at him apologetically.

“Aw baby…that’ll never happen”

Hinata looks dead at you in the eye

“No. tell me. Am I a good boyfriend? Be honest. I can use any critique I can get!”

You sigh

“You’re the sweetest, most loving boyfriend ever. I don’t wanna trade you for anything or anyone, understand Sho?”

He bites his lip, suppressing himself from crying.

“I-I love you, y/n. I mean it.”

You wrap your arms around his neck tightly.

“Well I love ya forever, my sunshine boy”

He holds you close, breathing you in

There’s nothing that feels as good as hugging this man

“Fuck, let me kiss you” *He whispers lowly, already claiming your lips before you get a chance to comprehend his words

You lose your sense of thinking whenever he kisses you

When a small whimper leaves your lips, he chuckles

“Don’t need anyone to tell me how good my baby looks”

And you’re in for an intense love bombing for the next couple of weeks

#adding this to my roster of the tiktok pranks saga #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu hcs #kageyama fluff #kageyama x reader #tsukishima x reader #tsukki x reader #tsukishima fluff #hinata x reader #hinata shoyo fluff #atsumu fluff #atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu fluff #hi im back from being ia #i am gonna finish my drafts (or try to lol)#and then finally do reqs that’s been in my inbox for years 😭 im so sorry

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