#tsukkihina

[weathertheraine]

I just think their pining would be the stupidest thing in the world

#also theyre growing on me #expect more #tsukkihina #tsukihina #hinata x tsukishima #artists on tumblr #digital art #haikyuu!! #procreate #haikyuu fanart #hq!! #fanart #tsukishima kei #hinata shoyo #hinata shouyou #haikyuu #hq fanart

[gayaest]

HAPPY PRIDE (★‿★) 🏳️‍🌈🌈

#my art #art #haikyuu!! #haikyu #fanart #hinata shouyou #hinata shoyo #hq!! #kagehina #tsukihina #hq!! fanart #tsukishima kei #hq kageyama #kageyama tobio #tsukkishima kei #tsukkihina #yamaguchi fan art #hq yamaguchi #yamaguchi tadashi #hq tsukki #lesbian yachi #yachi hitoka fanart #hitoka yachi #hq pride week #hq!! headcanons

[vulpixidoodles]

quick dood to make up for the lack of tsuki in my very sad birthday pull

#tsukihina #tsukkihina #haikyuu #haikyuu fanart

[incorrecttsukkihina]

Tsukihina movie night prep

Tsukki: Babe, how do i look?

Hina:

Tsukki (wearing a dinosaur onesie):

Hina: You look pfft!! You look.. hahaha!!!

Tsukki: Be honest.

Hina: You look adorable, Kei!!!

Tsukki (looking at hina in his lion onesie): So do you, Sho.

#hq hinata #hq tsukishima #tsukihina #incorrect haikyuu quotes #haikyu #haikyuu!! #from twitter #tsukkihina #tsukki loves hina too much

[mayako2308]

#kuzuhina #ishimondo #jayvik #jayvikmel #kuzusouda #naegami #byler #destiel #tananoya #asanoya #ushioi #tsukkihina #tsukkinoya #ennotana #stolitz #iidadeku #iidatodo #iidabaku #multishipper #daisuga #fuyuhiko x chiaki #drarry #tokomaru #soudahina #soudam #fuyupeko #saioma #dexter x raven #harlivy #jevon

[tsukkishinata]

I’m trying to find a fic I read on AO3. It was a college future fic and I don’t remember if tsukishima and Hinata were roommates or not, I don’t think so, but Hinata kept asking tsuki to tutor him but it turned out that Hinata was actually smart enough and just wanted to spend time with him.

Edit:

Thank you! I feel so dumb because I literally have that in my bookmarks but I mostly just remembered the bug tattoos part of the fic and not the other half 😅😅

#tsukihina #tsukkihina #iso fic #fic search

[tezscatlipoca]

One of my biggest regrets is not being able to read the last 3 chapters of this fic. Now this fic has gone forever from the internet 😭😭😭

#there's a pdf copy but only up to chapter 13 #im crying #hinata shouyou #tsukishima kei #hinatsuki #tsukihina #tsukkihina

[actual-howlinglikeaseaturtle]

Hi yes I am once again emotional about tsukki going from "holding down the fort while hinata is rotated to the back" to him actively trusting and relying on hinata to get the balls he can't block head on

#hq!! #its tsukkihina hour babes!!! #im rewatching the inarizaki game and crying yes #haikyuu!! #tsukishima kei #tsukkihina #hinata shoyo #the GROWTH my dudes!!!!!!! im having a breakdown

[belleleer]

Can anyone tell me if you have read a tsukihina x hotel del luna crossover? It was Kei as the hotel owner and shoyo just awaken his abilities to see spirits/ghost and found out about their family history and such.

I don't remember where I read it and what the title is but I want to reread it again. I tried looking it up on google but its not showing. Thanks❤️❤️

#tsukihina #tsukishima kei #hinata shouyou #haikyuu!! #tsukkihina

[problematiquehell-inactive]

If tsukkihina ain't canon explain this

#tsukkihina #tsukihina #how did i manage my haikyuu otp in 3

[weathertheraine]

Hinata Shoyo’s favourite hobby: annoying his very tall girlfriend. (T4t beam was inevitable)

#prettyshima #hinata shoyo #tsukkihina #tsukihina #tsukishima kei #hinata shouyou #artists on tumblr #digital art #haikyuu!! #procreate #haikyuu fanart #fanart #t4t #trans hinata #trans tsukishima #transfem #trans headcanons #tsukishima yumiko

[gayaest]

2 year art progress! (Left is new, right is 2020) !! Karasuno first years 🏐

#my art #art #haikyuu!! #haikyu #fanart #hinata shouyou #hinata shoyo #hq!! #kagehina #tsukihina #hq!! fanart #kageyama tobio #tsukishima kei #tsukkishima kei #hq kageyama #tsukkihina #hq tsukki #karasuno #lesbian yachi #yachi hitoka fanart #hq yachi #hitoka yachi

[vulpixidoodles]

unfortunately i made it about tsukihina

#tsukihina #tsukkihina #haikyuu #haikyuu fanart

[cattatonically]

@notsuchasecret Happy birthday you gorgeous bastard you! 

Summary:

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Sousuke looked away, and downed the last of that can of beer, setting the empty can on the coffee table. He got up, and went to the kitchen to get another one.

“Oh my god, I hate you!” Shouyou called after him. Barely thirty seconds later, Sousuke wandered back in, and collapsed on the opposite end of the couch Shouyou was sitting on.

“And yet here you are.” Sousuke waved his hand holding the beer can around the room, like a show-and-tell. “Eating my food. Drinking my beer. Throwing emotions all over my couch.”

#haikyuu!! #free! #TsukkiHina #Tsukishima Kei #Hinata Shouyo #SouHaru #if you squint #Catt write

[ezzydean]

💜 surprise kiss / impulsive kiss - Tsukishima x Hinata or Tsukishima x Kageyama? Totally fine if no!

send a heart and a ship for a brief snippet (is 950 words brief? idk and idc cause, if you've been around much you know, i do what i want. also, why chose when i can do both?)

Kageyama is waiting for him to finish changing after the neighborhood game — a game he let Kageyama talk in into joining because he is so absolutely gone for this idiot — because he knows that Kei doesn’t really like walking home alone after the games, that he gets too lost in his own mind going over mistakes and whatnot even though it’s just a silly neighborhood game. So Kageyama waits for him even though they live in opposite parts of town and it takes him twice as long to get back home after games simply because he waits for Kei.

Kageyama doesn’t even look up when Kei stops next to him at the bench. He just holds out his hand for Kei’s bag — another ridiculous thing he does that Kei lets him do because he doesn’t understand Kageyama’s need to do things like this except he does but that’s too much thinking for right now — and wriggles his fingers when Kei doesn’t immediately hand it over.

Kei can’t think about it. Because if he thinks about it he’ll talk himself out of it like the hundreds of other times he’s had the urge and thought just a little too hard about it. Which is easier said than done because he thinks about everything. He’s not impulsive. He doesn’t just go with his instincts, no matter how good those instincts tend to be.

Well. That’s a lie. His instincts are pretty spot on when he has the right people at his back and side. People he can trust. People who trust him just as much as he trusts them.

That’s the thought that finally convinces him that next time he feels like this, the next time the warmth bubbles up in his chest, he’ll give in and just do it.

So he does.

Kei nudges Kageyama’s foot and steps between his legs when Kageyama widens them, going along with Kei’s whims even though this is nothing they’ve done before. Kageyama glances up at him finally, eyebrows scrunching together in confusion, and Kei leans down and kisses him.

Kageyama kisses him back.

It’s different with Hinata, it always is. But at the same time, somehow, it’s not all that different at all.

He’s waiting outside Kageyama’s apartment for the both of them. They’re going to some party for one of Hinata’s teammates and Kei only vaguely remembers the reasons for the party let alone the convoluted reasoning that Hinata had come up with for why Kei, of all people, needs to come with. He’s halfway through a message to Kenma about their plans for next month when he hears the familiar pounding of Hinata’s feet along the steps and then Hinata is hanging from his back, trying to wrestle his phone away from him.

It’s easier to just let Hinata take it. He doesn’t even bother looking to see what Hinata adds to the message before sending it and then shoving Kei’s phone into his own pocket. Kenma is just as used to Hinata inserting himself into their conversations these days as Kei is. He looks down at Hinata’s grin and, just like with Kageyama, he doesn’t let himself think about it this time. Doesn’t let himself hesitate or doubt.

It’s different, because Hinata is already stretching up towards him. It’s the same, because Hinata kisses him back.

If Kageyama is surprised to see Hinata sprawled on his couch when they get back from a neighborhood game he doesn’t show it. He just shakes the bags in his hand to get Hinata’s attention and nods toward the kitchen counter. Hinata hops up with a grin and hurries to join Kageyama at the counter. Kei finishes taking off his shoes and hanging up his jacket before he flops down on the couch Hinata had just vacated. There’s food but he’s never too hungry until much later after games. He knows that Kageyama will stick his food in the fridge for later.

He hears them bickering behind him but he doesn’t really pay attention until Hinata goes suspiciously quiet. He turns and peeks over the back of the couch just as Hinata quietly asks, “What do you mean I have my own?”

“This is mine and Tsukishima’s. Yours is in the other bag.”

“What?”

“What do you mean what? I’m eating mine. Tsukishima’s goes in the fridge for later. Yours is in the other bag for you to do whatever with.”

“You bought me food?”

Kageyama looks past Hinata and meets Kei’s gaze but he can only shrug because he’s not sure what Hinata’s point is either.

“We always buy you food,” Kei says, turning back to the tv.

“You didn’t even know I would be here, that I would be back today.”

“We never do. Still buy you the food anyway. You never noticed before?”

Kageyama lets out a startled noise from the kitchen and before Kei can even turn to look Hinata is leaning over the couch and planting a kiss on his cheek, just shy of his lips.

“You two are the best,” Hinata says, breath warming Kei’s cheek.

Kei turns enough to return the kiss and then watches Hinata push off from the couch and hurry back into the kitchen. Hinata leaps at Kageyama and starts peppering his face with kisses when Kageyama catches him.

When he finally finds his balance and manages to get one of his hands up to catch Hinata’s chin, Kageyama kisses Hinata. Kei shakes his head and turns back to the tv again, patting around on the couch for the remote. He won’t interrupt them. If they’re too busy making out then he can pick the movie for once.

#rarepairgremlin #haikyuu #kagetsukki #tsukkihina #kagehinatsukki #hq writing #tsukkikage fic #tsukkihina fic #kagehinatsukki fic #ask me #ask meme #writing meme #tsukishima kei #kageyama tobio #hinata shouyou

[themidnightguardian]

The Hinata Effect (5/5)

Haikyuu | Hinata Shouyou/Miya Atsumu | Rating: T | Mini-Series: Five Times People Got Caught up in the Hinata Effect | each segment can be read as a standalone

warnings: non-graphic allusions to sex, Atsumu being a trainwreck of emotions

pt. 1 (TsukkiHina) | pt. 2 (KageHina) | pt. 3 (KenHina) | pt. 4 (OiHina)

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If you ask Osamu, Atsumu’s been pining after Hinata Shouyou for years. Since that first volleyball match between Karasuno and Inarizaki, even. It’s been hilariously pathetic.

If you ask Atsumu, first of all, he doesn’t pine. Second of all, really, the whole “holy shit he’s hot” moment didn’t happen until Shouyou walked into the MSBY Black Jackals open tryouts looking like sin itself and proceeded to kick ass.

(The only person who knows that Atsumu spent the next 48 hours repeatedly cycling through, “But I’m straight,” and, “Apparently Not,” is Sakusa Kiyoomi, and only because he accidentally walked in on Atsumu panic making onigiri at 5 AM in the communal kitchen. Atsumu had looked up, said, “I think I might be a little gay.” Sakusa, deciding that this was the timeline that God had abandoned, walked right back out.)

Being on a team with Shou-chan is divine torture. He is, hands-down, the most fun spiker to set for. Shouyou defies gravity, bends the laws of nature whenever they don’t suit him, and there’s something mesmerizing in the way he moves. It’s not that the others aren’t as good—despite the ribbing and teasing, Atsumu does genuinely like Omi-kun, and Bokuto is always a good time both on and off the court—but he likes Shouyou best.

Maybe it’s that Shouyou never wants Atsumu to stop setting for him, and Atsumu never gets tired of having someone to set for. Maybe it’s that Shouyou’s eyes are burnt-toffee brown and they shine so bright after every point he wins. Maybe it’s the way Shouyou bounces up to him, tucks himself under Atsumu’s arm without even thinking about it, like personal space is irrelevant and unnecessary, and talks near-endlessly about the different plays they could pull off. Maybe it’s the intensity of his focus, or the firm grip of his hand when he claps Atsumu on the shoulder, or…

Or maybe it’s that, in the early mornings, Shou-chan will sometimes seem quieter, more centered, fresh off his meditation and yoga routine. He’s graceful on the court and graceful as he bends himself into a dozen different shapes—each of which Atsumu has distinct and vivid fantasies about—but when he stumbles into the kitchen, he sometimes catches his hip on the corner of the counter. He’ll offer to make Atsumu breakfast—usually eggs and fruit, or yogurt and fruit, or, if he’s breaking the diet they’re supposed to be on, cornmeal cakes and fruit and ham, all things he picked up from Brazil—because Atsumu is always awake to watch Hinata do yoga to get an early start on his day.

It's one thing to think Hinata is hot, which he is, and for Atsumu to imagine what it’d be like to bend Hinata into one of those downward dog positions on Atsumu’s bed instead of a yoga mat, or get off to an illicit fantasy or ten about what might happen if the two of them were the last ones in the locker room at the end of practice. It’s another thing entirely to dream about some domestic shit where they take turns making dinner in their own house instead of the team apartment complex, to dream about the simplicity of just taking Shouyou’s hand and holding it, to dream about Shou-chan taking him to Brazil to meet the people who’ve become so important to him there, like a second family.

Osamu figures out that it’s more than just physical attraction or admiration for Shouyou’s skill approximately 27 seconds into one of their phone-calls and proceeds to laugh his ass off about it for a solid five minutes straight before saying, “Shoulda known you’d be stupid ‘bout this too.” And then he’d hung up.

Atsumu would like to think he’s not so obvious, that ‘Samu only knows ‘cause of twin shit. He’s pretty sure most of the team doesn’t know. Outside of practice, he only really spends time with Hinata, Sakusa, and Bokuto. And Bokuto’s kind of obtuse about a lot of stuff, probably because it’s Akaashi-Simp-Hours 24/7 in his head. But Atsumu should have known Omi-kun would figure it out.

“Eugh,” he says in Atsumu’s general direction a minimum of twelve times a day, usually when he catches Atsumu distractedly ogling Shouyou. Omi-kun, who seems like he doesn’t like anybody, does actually like Shou-chan, so he probably doesn’t think Atsumu’s good enough for him, but he also has a very firm “if it’s not my business, it’s not my problem” policy. Which is good for Atsumu.

What’s not good for Atsumu—not good for his heart, which is about to beat out of his chest, or his lungs, which have decided to stop functioning altogether—is the way Shouyou is standing in the doorway to Atsumu’s room with a slightly-sheepish, slightly-sly smile.

It’s past midnight, and they’ve finally wrapped up the after-party from celebrating their first defeat of the Adlers for the season. Some members of the other team had come, surprisingly amicable despite losing; Atsumu knows Omi-kun spent most of the evening quietly conversing with Ushiwaka, knows that Shouyou and Kageyama and Bokuto had gotten into something of a drinking contest—Atsumu wasn’t jealous, he wasn’t, even if everyone and their mother knows Kageyama was Shou-chan’s first love.

(Well, first human love, considering Shouyou’s first love is and always will be volleyball.)

Atsumu also knows that Kageyama, who apparently cannot hold his liquor as well as Shouyou can, is passed out in Shouyou’s room right now, on Shouyou’s bed, probably in some of Shouyou’s clothes—if there are any that would fit him—or maybe even naked, since his own clothes smelled pretty strongly of alcohol. He’ll never say it out loud, but this is one of Atsumu’s worst nightmares: that despite all the time and distance and experience between them now, Shouyou and Kageyama will continue to circle back to each other through some force of nature or fate, and there’s nothing Atsumu can do—even if he was brave enough to tell Shou-chan his feelings, even if those feelings were reciprocated in some way—to keep it from happening.

And yet.

Shouyou is here, standing in Atsumu’s doorway.

“Watcha doin’ Shou-chan?” he asks, because he has to say something, because he doesn’t understand what’s happening.

“Bakageyama’s taking up the whole bed,” Shouyou says, pouting. Atsumu’s about 90% sure it’s an act of some sort, but he doesn’t know what the end game is.

“I’m sure ya could fit,” Atsumu says, and then immediately wants to punch himself.

Shouyou’s head tips to the side, those toffee eyes wide and not-quite-innocent. “Why would I do that, Atsumu?”

He swallows harshly. Shouyou doesn’t call him Atsumu, not since Bokuto got everyone started on Tsum Tsum. And no one says his name like that, a little drawn out, quiet and serious, maybe a little teasing, and wow, yeah, Atsumu didn’t know hearing Shouyou say his name like that was going to put a serious fracture in his self-control. He’s pretty sure he’s blushing.

Something cautious flickers over Shouyou’s face, a tiny furrow in his brow, and he says, “Unless…if I’m wrong, I’m sorry, I—”

“No.” Atsumu’s speaking before he’s even aware of it. Something is happening here, something tremendous, and Atsumu is not going to let it slip by just because he’s a little terrified of his own feelings. There’s no doubting what Shouyou’s getting at, and the last thing in the world that Atsumu wants is for Shouyou to second-guess himself now. “Yer not…yer not wrong.”

“Oh.” And then Shouyou smiles, one of those slower, slyer curves of the mouth that hold a promise of something. “Good.”

(Atsumu wakes up to Shouyou’s body tucked firmly against his own, Shouyou’s mouth brushing the base of his throat, hot breath fanning across his collarbone. One of his own legs is tucked between Shouyou’s, and one of Shouyou’s is thrown over his hip. Atsumu is half-hard in his boxers and he doesn’t even care. Sex is the furthest thing from his mind at this moment, because all he can do is marvel at how perfectly Shouyou fits against him, how peaceful it is to wake up like this, how the sun is just peeking through the window, catching on the very tips of Shouyou’s hair, which means he’ll wake up soon and probably start his morning routine, and maybe they’ll have breakfast together, and Atsumu…

Atsumu is not sure yet, if he’s really in love or if he only thinks he is. But he hopes Shouyou will let him find out.)

#haikyuu #atsuhina #miya atsumu #hinata shouyou #minific #The Hinata Effect