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everytadashi · 9 months ago
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hajihiko · 3 months ago
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buddy your countdown is changing from years to seconds
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vampireboba · 3 months ago
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pudding 🍮
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haunted-xander · 2 years ago
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Another Hajime POV komahina comic bc they make me so insane
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trashymichi · 3 months ago
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i’ve made coremichi yuri
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sasouken · 4 months ago
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@maudlxne liked ❀ for a starter !
"oi, hinata !" he waves his hand when he spots her, starting a light jog to get to her. "are you also helping out with cleaning up around the village? we should team up !"
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everysai · 10 months ago
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inevitableinfinity · 2 years ago
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a silly oikage confession scene | 600 words | originally posted here
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Tobio really isn’t sure how it got to this point. How had he gone from hanging out with Hinata post-match to standing in front of Oikawa Tooru with a letter, not unlike the people who used to stop him in the hallways of Karasuno?
Let’s backtrack.
“This is stupid,” Tobio tells Hinata for the nth time. 
His friend shrugs. “Not any more stupid than what you two have been doing the past ten years or so,” Hinata replies as he finishes scribbling something down. 
“Your handwriting sucks.” Tobio squints at the note which reads “Oikawa-san, do you like me? Check one” followed by two poorly-drawn squares with a yes or no beside them. 
“I don’t wanna hear that from you,” Hinata snorts. “Besides, you were too chicken to write it yourself.” He folds the paper and shoves it into Tobio’s hands. “There, now all you have to do is give it to him.”
Tobio stares at the note. “This is stupid,” he says again and this time, Hinata is less patient. 
“Maybe if you two would stop acting like kids, we wouldn’t have to resort to this, dumbass.”
“Who’re you calling a dumbass, dumbass?!”
Hinata just holds up his phone to show Tobio his lock screen: a photo of Hinata with his arms around Kozume. “At least I can admit when I like someone.” 
“I don’t—”
Hinata throws his hands in the air. “Fine. You don’t like Oikawa-san. Just like he says he doesn’t like you. Sure. Well, I’m not going to be the middleman for you two anymore, so good luck.” Plucking the note from Tobio’s hands, Hinata tosses it back onto the table. “Chicken,” he says again before leaving.
Tobio is not a chicken, which is why he’s here now. With the letter. In front of an annoyed-looking Oikawa who, despite being technically shorter, is staring him down. 
Tobio is not a first year at Kitagawa Daiichi anymore and Oikawa is no longer quite as intimidating. Tobio is a full-grown adult who is one of the most popular professional volleyball players in Japan, who is known for being able to keep his cool under pressure, and that is why he mutters, “Here,”, forces the paper into Oikawa’s hands, and then takes off running. 
“What the hell is this? Tobio!” he can hear Oikawa yell after him. 
Tobio sprints faster.
Unfortunately, Oikawa is also a professional volleyball player and Tobio is kind of annoyed by how quickly he catches up. He doesn’t have to tackle Tobio, though, jeez, they’d never hear the end of it from Iwaizumi if either of them got hurt. 
They tumble to the ground and Oikawa pins Tobio down. 
“Explain.”
“Hinata made me do it!” Tobio exclaims, staring up at Oikawa. He can’t read the older man’s expression, but the way his eyes are zeroed in on Tobio makes him feel dizzy. Or maybe he hit his head upon impact.
“So it’s a prank?” 
“No!”
“So this is real?”
“I guess? I thought it was a stupid idea but Hinata said he was tired of us being childish and that if we were going to act like kids then we might as well—”
Tobio’s rambling is cut short because his mouth is suddenly covered. By Oikawa’s mouth. Oh. 
“Does that answer your silly question?” Oikawa breathes, moving back, nose barely brushing Tobio’s. “Of course, it was a pretty awful way to ask someone out, you really should’ve—”
This time, it’s Oikawa who’s cut off as Tobio pulls him back in for another kiss. And Tobio’s certain the dizziness is not just because he hit his head.
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astr0logies · 4 months ago
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ೃ❀࿔      ₊     TAG     DUMP     ⤻     anime     &    fantasy    muses     ᵎᵎ      ꒱
#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒊𝒄 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― the byakugan princess : ɞ hinata hyuga ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ visage ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ physique ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ aesthetic ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ wardrobe ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ edits ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ abilities ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ desires ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ headcanons ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ introspection ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ mannerisms ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ musings ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ playlist ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒔 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ shippuden / main ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒔 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ undetermined ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒅𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒔 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ ft. team 8 ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒅𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒔 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ ft. inuzuka kiba ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒅𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒔 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ ft. aburame shino ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxii. 𝒅𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒔 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― hinata hyuga : ɞ ft. izumaki naruto ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxviii. 𝒊𝒄 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― the lethal princess : ɞ mei chang ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxviii. 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― mei chang : ɞ visage ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxviii. 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― mei chang : ɞ physique ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxviii. 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― mei chang : ɞ aesthetic ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxviii. 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― mei chang : ɞ wardrobe ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxviii. 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― mei chang : ɞ edits ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxviii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― mei chang : ɞ abilities ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxviii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― mei chang : ɞ desires ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxviii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― mei chang : ɞ headcanons ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxviii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― mei chang : ɞ introspection ˊˎ-#𓄹𓈒 ೃ❀࿔ xxviii. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 ⁄ ʚĭɞ ― mei chang : ɞ mannerisms ˊˎ-
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princess--bongwater · 1 year ago
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Some doodles
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everytadashi · 9 months ago
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denouemente · 9 months ago
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being out of the hospital provided him with more free time than he thought possible — then again, any time not confined to a bed felt like free time after his YEAR LONG hospital stay. he didn’t mean to get caught trying to sneak out, but it happened anyway. hinata caught him, bag over his shoulder, chock full of medical supplies to tend to the still tender wound in his abdomen and the other research he’d found along the way. THE CAGED BIRD WOULD BE FREED, and it wouldn’t be through death, like he thought his whole life. “ i’m leaving. ” he tells her, turning around to face his cousin. neji’s fingers dig into the strap of his bag, eyes searching her face. “ there’s a scroll, in the village hidden in the mist. it’s said to contain information on breaking unbreakable seals. i must go and see it for myself. ”
IT WOULD BE BETTER IF WE WENT TOGETHER. she says, and part of him knows she’s right. after his skirmish with death, HIS BODY IS WEAK. it wouldn’t be much, but her help would be better than nothing. neji sighs, turning to look at @senjufound. she knew his condition better than anyone, she spent more time in his hospital room than anyone else in all of konoha. “ okay. if you wish to come, i can’t stop you. ” he says, bowing his head slightly. “ it will be a long journey. are you sure you want to come with? ”
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kagehinafromtheconcrete · 2 years ago
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afterglow || your hand in mine (fictober day 09)
fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kagehina fic summary: Kageyama has learned a lot of things since befriending Hinata Shouyou. Things about Hinata, things about himself. How to open up. How to be vulnerable. How to love. And Hinata? Hinata learns more about Kageyama than he ever thought he would. First-year Kagehina/Hinakage drabble collection ft. the rest of Karasuno, written for sarahenany. Slowly working through the remaining Fictober 2022 prompts! fictober day 09: "sounds like 'you' problem" by @fictober-event ch summary: After practice one day, Hinata feels insecure about his size. This isn't unusual, but Kageyama says something that makes Hinata rethink his position on the court and his place on the team.
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Hinata narrowed his eyes. “I… I can’t tell.”
Noya brought his face closer to their hands, squinting as well. He frowned in concentration. “I can’t… either. You know what that means, right, Shouyou?”
“What?”
“It means I win.”
“Whaaa?!” Hinata jerked his hand away, giving his upperclassman an offended look. “That’s not fair, Noya-san!”
“Of course it is.” Noya’s frown vanished and was replaced a second later with a toothy grin. “I have seniority!” 
“How does that make your hands bigger than mine?”
“Because seniority~” Noya sang as if it made perfect sense, even though it didn’t make any sense at all.
“Yeah, well,” Hinata began, scrambling to think. “Well, I’m still an inch taller than you!”
Noya gasped, now looking just as offended as Hinata felt. “Going for that single inch? Shouyou! You wound me.”
“Oh, knock it off, you two,” their captain said. “You’re supposed to be helping clean up! Did you forget your promise this morning?”
Noya slumped forward, and in a defeated voice: “To work with everyone to clean up for the event this evening.”
“And?”
“And that’s why practice ended early,” Hinata added with a sad sigh.
“Good.”
“You’re both short to me,” Tsukishima said suddenly.
“Yeah, yeah, that’s what I’m known for these days.” Hinata rolled his eyes as he stood up to fulfill Daichi’s orders. “Nobody’s gonna let me live it down.”
“Sounds like a ‘you’ problem.”
“Don’t you worry, Shouyou,” Noya said, standing as well after giving Tsukishima a dirty look. He clapped Hinata on the back with enthusiasm, their argument now long forgotten. “I’m not giving up on you. We’ll always suffer together!”
Across the court, Tanaka burst into laughter. Despite this, Hinata smiled at his upperclassman, trying to remain in good spirits. “Thanks, Noya-san.”
Twenty minutes later, when they’d finished cleaning up and changed out of their practice clothes, Hinata walked in step with Kageyama like he usually did when practice concluded for the day. It was oddly quiet—but then again, it wasn’t unusual for Kageyama to stay silent while Hinata babbled away. This time, though, Hinata didn’t feel like talking, either.
Unfortunately, it seemed like Kageyama noticed.
“What’s with you?” 
“Hm?”
“You’re moping.”
“I’m not moping,” Hinata defended, giving him a heated look.
“Are too.”
“Hush it."
“It’s the hand thing, isn’t it?”
Hinata opened his mouth to deny it once more but then paused, irritated because Kageyama was right. And maybe that was stupid or made him seem childish, but he didn’t care—he’d always been self-conscious about his size, and while Noya didn’t seem particularly worried back in practice, it did bother Hinata, because, well…
He’d always thought it was cool that other players—Kageyama included—could hold a volleyball with one hand. Hinata hated that he couldn’t do it, himself. His hands just weren’t big enough.
 “Oi,” Kageyama said when Hinata remained silent. “What’s your deal? Why does that matter?”
It took Hinata a few moments to realize that he’d stopped walking, causing Kageyama to pause in his steps as well, only a foot or so ahead of him. 
“Shut up,” Hinata said sourly. He gripped his handlebars tightly, gazing at the pavement. “You wouldn’t get it.”
“Why not?”
“’Cause you’re tall! Nobody picks on you for being short. Nobody would pick on you for having tiny hands.”
Kageyama didn’t respond, at first. Hinata risked a glance up at him to see why and found that Kageyama wasn’t even looking at him—instead, his eyes were locked on Hinata’s hands.
“Your size is actually your greatest weapon,” he said eventually. 
Hinata’s frown deepened. “I know. Volleyball is all about size. You don’t have to keep reminding me.”
“No, I mean, it’s your greatest weapon, personally,” Kageyama went on. “You’re short, so everyone looks at you and thinks, ‘This guy isn’t a threat.’ But you are. You’re the biggest threat we have.”
Hinata’s breath caught in his throat upon hearing the words, eyes blown wide. Something fluttered in his stomach—a sensation that he’d associated with Kageyama time and time again—and he thought, in the safety of his own mind:
How come you know exactly what to say to make me speechless?
“...oh.” A tiny, excited smile pulled at his lips. “You think that?”
“You’ve proved it, you idiot.”
“Me,” Hinata echoed, suddenly extremely giddy. “A threat. The biggest threat in Karasuno.”
“You still have a lot to learn,” Kageyama warned abruptly. "Don't let it go to your head."
“As if you have any room to say that to me.”
Hinata’s grin shifted into something less gleeful and more teasing as he spoke. Still, he couldn’t deny the joy that spread through him brought by Kageyama’s words. It was so strong that he wanted to take off on his bike with a celebratory cheer, and he was getting ready to do just that when something curled around his wrist.
Hinata froze. “Wh…”
He glanced down to check and yeah, that was Kageyama’s hand. When he lifted his gaze to give Kageyama a questioning look, Kageyama wouldn’t meet his eyes.
“S—” He stumbled, cheeks pink. “So, uh…”
“...Kageyama?”
“Don’t. Um.”
Hinata blinked, waiting.
“Just don’t let it bother you,” Kageyama finally spat out. “It’s—it’s not like it has to be a bad thing.”
It took him a few moments to realize that Kageyama was trying to reassure him. It was… almost funny how Kageyama could say something that would stick with him for a long time without even trying, but when he actually put the effort into cheering him up, he didn’t know how.
Once again, Hinata’s smile changed. Grew softer. Sweeter. His wrist felt warm underneath Kageyama’s fingers, and slowly, experimentally, he moved his hand to touch Kageyama’s.
Unlike Noya’s, Kageyama’s hand was much larger than his own. He rested his palm against Kageyama’s, lining up their fingers, and for once, the size difference didn’t bother him.
He... kind of liked it.
“Alright,” he said softly, with that same smile. Kept their hands pressed together. Found the warmth to be pleasant. He didn’t pull away.
Neither did Kageyama.
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patentedsun · 6 months ago
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had to think ab this. Ok so I dislike sakura (Naruto) a lot but I also dislike the way people dislike her and I finally realized it's bec people(men, mostly) in the fandom think that sakura is a "badly written female character" and conversely hinata is their definition of a "well written female character". which. yeah.
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sasouken · 1 year ago
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kusatta liked ❀ for a starter + hinata !
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"i can accompany you. i don't mind, and it isn't out of my way." he moves to walk beside her before she can decline his offer.
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suwoi · 1 year ago
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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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