#hinata knowing that they both watch each others games

[wixterirox]

If i wasn’t meant to ship oikage then why are they like that?

[afyrian]

friends to lovers w/ msby | headcanons

m.list

sakusa kiyoomi

- only became friends with you cause you were neighbors - he helped move your couch up to your apartment - you offered to buy him dinner in exchange for more help - after that you would just find each other everywhere - sakusa’s on the elevator when you are - he’s at the same coffee shop - even getting his groceries at the same time - so you start hanging out more - you’ll go watch his games - he’ll beta read your food-based articles - even joining you to try a new restaurant for your blog - the change happened for him first - when you spilled wine on his couch - you were so apologetic, doing anything you could to clean it - fell for you first AND harder - he kept it a secret for awhile - not even telling the rest of the team - (although atsumu found out pretty early on) - only told you when you confessed to him - ‘i like you.. and i appreciate your friendship, i just can’t continue like this’ [you] - ‘i like you too, and i have for a while’ [sakusa]

atsumu miya

- met you at a volleyball game - thought you to be one his many fans - 'you want my signature or a photo? or both?' [atsumu] - 'i'm sorry who are you?' [you] - humbled him immediately - you were there investigating one of the teams for fraud and its connection with a coach - he wanted in on it as soon as he heard - wanting to tell others that he was part of a 'serious investigation' - when really you were just writing for the city's news station - however, you do come to find out that he's pretty good at it - he'd get you interviews you couldn't get before - even chatting to the coach to get him to lie through his teeth - 'pretty good investigator, aren't i?' [atsumu] - 'depends on what you define as good...' [you] - you have a very playful relationship together - meeting up at small coffee shops to discuss it - him getting a shout out at the bottom of your article - you quickly realize your own feelings a few weeks later - he’s laughing about something hinata said and the first person he looked to was you - and there’s a light in his eyes that you realize has been there every time he’s looked into your’s

hinata shoyo

- you met him on a layover out of brazil - you were in another part of the country when your layout took you to rio de janeiro - hinata bumped into you when walking to your gate - ‘i’m so sorry, i should’ve looked-’ [you] - ‘it’s okay! i should’ve been paying more attention too’ [hinata] - as an apology he walked you to your gate - only realizing when you got there that it was his gate too - you talk the enter time you’re waiting to board - he ends up in front of you on the airplane - the two of you chat as everyone gets situated on the plane - just as you’re getting off, hinata hands you a piece of paper with his phone number - ‘maybe we can meet up later’ [hinata] - ‘i’d love to!’ [you] - as you make your way down the aisle, the paper falls from your hand - it disappears beneath a few rows - so you spend the next year wondering what would’ve happened - magically, you run into him again at a coffee shop - ‘hinata?’ [you] - he was ecstatic to see you again - offering to buy your coffee and chat - knowing you had just gotten out of an almost year long relationship, you tell him it can only be platonic - he accepts profusely - as you chat, you start wondering if anything could be there - and you spend a couple months strictly as friends - only breaking that rule when you invite him out to dinner

bokuto kotaro

- prefers being friends before dating - so when he meets you at his favorite coffee shop, he's inclined to learn about you slowly - you just started as a barista and you happily welcome his morning routine - he'll always come in with the intent to try something new - however, he always convinces himself to buy the same thing - 'well we have a new seasonal flavor-' [you] - 'no, no, i think the usual will work today' [bokuto] - until one day when he asked for a baked good and wanted to know if you could hang out during your break - and it slowly became routine for the two of you - you’d talk about everything under the sun - about your schooling, his volleyball, your personal lives - eventually he brings his friends to the shop to meet you - and what cements his budding crush on you is just how well you get along with them all - akaashi to atsumu, you’re able to communicate so well with them - watching you be so kind to them just got his heart beating - and he’s vocal about a lot but he was too nervous to say anything - especially when he didn’t want to lose your friendship - so he only said something when akaashi told him to - telling him that he could ‘totally see’ the crush you have on him

gen. taglist (open): @eggyrocks @causenessus @applepi25 @softpia @bakery-anon

@nekozaki

[woncheolisms]

kinktober 2023 -> day 21

window - suna rintarou x reader

word count: 1601

kinktober masterlist

warnings: usual smut warnings, dub-con (?), semi-public sex

“This is so nice, Rin!” You grinned in excitement, taking in the hotel room around you. The bed was king-sized, made neatly, lamps on either side tables illuminating the room. The lights in the ceiling were subtle too, giving the room an ambience you loved. Across from you were floor to ceiling windows that overlooked the city, showing you exactly how high up you were. You whistled lowly when you walked up to them, looking down at the twinkling lights. When Hinata had excitedly told you about the hotel they were staying at, you thought he was lying when he said it was the tallest building in the city. But he wasn’t. You were miles above anyone else.

Behind you, Suna placed both your luggage beside the door with a soft thud, closing the door behind him and using the key card to lock it. He hummed in approval, sharp eyes looking around until they met you, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“I never knew being a pro-athlete for a National Team meant you would get so many perks. If I had, I would’ve started dating you a long time ago.” You teased, making him chuckle as he unzipped his team jacket and took it off, throwing it over a chair next to the wall. You watched him stretch, eyes drawn to the little patch of skin visible under the hem of his shirt. When he caught you looking, evident by the smirk on his face, you turned back to the window abruptly, cheeks reddened in embarrassment.

You and Suna had been friends since high school, when you had managed the volleyball club for three years. With his laid back personality and almost brooding vibe, it was hard to imagine how he was friends with you, always energetic, sometimes anxious and overthinking. You were worlds apart, yet you felt that Suna was just what you needed to hold you together. He filled up any gap in your personality. He made you care less about what others thought of you, just as you made him care more, which was what he needed.

You two were perfect for each other.

It was only a matter of time before you started seeing each other in a more romantic light. And now here you were, years after high school and almost seven months of dating later, you were accompanying Suna to one of his away games for the first time. Despite knowing him for so long and dating for over half a year, you still weren’t used to the intimacy. You loved it, of course, but given your anxious, self-doubting nature, you had yet to accept it wholeheartedly.

Unbeknownst to you, Suna was enamored by your hesitancy. A sick, twisted part of him loved to push you to your limits, knowing you would let him because you trusted him completely. It was like scratching an itch, the doubt in your eyes when he suggested something a little risky, and as he watched your back now, peering out of the open window at the brightly lit city night lights, a new idea formed in his head, and the itch came back.

You almost yelped, startled when you felt Suna at your back, hands finding your waist and chin leaning against your shoulder.

“Geez, Rin, you scared m-” You gasped when his teeth nipped at the skin of your neck, body stiffening and eyes widening at the feeling on your lower back, something hard digging into you. Oh.

You giggled a bit, letting out a breathy moan when Suna grinded his pelvis against you, making his…. problem… more known. His lips were mapping out the skin of your neck, nipping playfully every few seconds and drawing a sigh out of your slightly parted lips.

Your whole body stiffened when one of Suna’s hands traveled low, hiking up the hem of your dress until his fingers had reached your panties, hastily shoving his hand into them and cupping your bare sex. You gasped and jerked, trying to push his body back, but of course, he didn’t budge. You gripped his wrist tight as he started rubbing over your folds, your body jerking forward to try and unlatch him from your back.

“Rin!” You cried, eyes so wide they felt like they would pop out of your head. “What’re you-”

All you got back was a hum from your boyfriend, bordering on a moan as his fingertip dipped teasingly through your folds. You gasped, knees buckling slightly, Suna’s other arm coming up to wrap tightly around your waist. He dug his teeth into your neck more, and you could hear him inhale deeply.

“‘M horny, babe.” He drawled, voice a few octaves lower than usual. You felt yourself clench at the sound. “Be a good girl and take it.”

Oh. He knew exactly what he was doing. Calling you a good girl. And you were too weak when it came to him. You couldn’t resist the pulls and beckons of his body, pressed so solidly and deliciously into you from behind, until you could feel every shift of his muscles. But this time, as you looked down at the busy city below you, your fears were too great.

“H-here?” Your voice trembled, half from anxiety and half from the teasing brush of Suna’s fingers, still barely touching you but doing enough to rile you up. You weighed the options in your head like a pros and cons list, feeling a thrill go through you at the thought of just doing it right here. He hummed.

“Why not?” He answered your question with a question, an annoying habit of his, whilst pushing you to take a step forward until your body was pressed to the glass in front of you. The coldness of it ran like a shock through your body, instinctively moving back from it, which Suna took as you grinding back on him, making him groan into your shoulder. The hand inside your panties pushed down then, rolling the fabric down until it rested at the tops of your thighs. You felt him shuffling around behind you until you felt the press of his bare cock between your asscheeks, gasping when the tip rubbed through your slit.

“R-Rin…” Your voice was barely there, already losing your train of thought. Your mouth dropped when he penetrated you, no prep whatsoever, causing your core to burn as it stretched to accommodate his girth, just the way you liked. You heard his deep groan behind you, sounding so satisfied, as if he had been craving this for so long, and the thought drove a whine out of you, your cheek pressed to the cold glass as you were pushed forward because of Suna’s weight.

Then he started moving, slowly at first and then picking up speed, pulling back enough to push your dress up until it rested on your lower back, your ass on display. Suna bit his lip at the sight, gripping your hips tight and pulling them back, using one hand to push your back down until you were bent to his liking, before he started furiously and speedily pounding into you. You gasped at the change in pace, pressing your hands and forearms into the window for any form of support, eyes rolling shut at the feeling of Suna’s thick cock ramming into your tight, poorly prepped hole.

“Open your eyes, princess,” one of Suna’s hands wound into your hair, tugging your head up. “Look.”

And you did, tears rolling down your face when Suna hit your sweet spot, tip grazing it over and over with every thrust. Your core was tightening, walls already spasming around him, as you watched people move around below you, almost the size of insects, unaware of what was happening some storeys above them. You felt Suna lean forward until his torso was draped over your back, pace not faltering in the slightest but the angle shifting in a way that had you crying out in pleasure.

“Think they know what’s goin’ on?” He rumbled into your ear, referring to the people outside the window. “Think they know you’re getting your pretty little cunt abused by my fucking cock? Bent over and taking it like a good little whore. Fuck. The way you're clenching around me. Dirty girl. You love this, don’t you?”

“N-no.” You whined, your tone of voice contradicting your words.

Suna chucked, racking up the pace even more as if to prove a point.

“No? Don’t lie, princess. You wouldn’t be this wet if you didn’t like it. Makin’ a mess all over me.”

“Rin, I’m cumming.” You choked out suddenly, his words tipping you forward until you were teetering over the edge, clenching desperately around him as your legs shook, whining long and loud when your orgasm hit, core pulsing and sending shockwaves down your system. You gasped and cried through it, eyes nearly crossing at the euphoric feeling, not even registering when Suna finished as well, moaning into the back of your neck and filling you up with his hot cum.

You didn’t move, frozen in place as you panted and tried to stop your vision from swimming. You felt Suna gently pull out, shuffling around a bit before he guided you to straighten up slowly, picking you up and carrying you to the bed. You sighed as you sunk into the soft sheets, cold over your heated skin.

Suna watched as you knocked out almost instantly, smiling softly and pressing a light kiss over your hairline.

His itch had been scratched.

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[dostoevskya]

月島蛍 — WHO ARE WE TO FIGHT THE ALCHEMY?

꩜ [ haikyuu !! ] tsukishima kei x fem!reader

wc: 800+

–> first kiss; secret/private, but established relationship; soft bf!tsukki agenda grr

now playing… so high school by taylor swift.

“don’t i get a kiss for good luck?” he had teased before the game, referring to how she had firmly (but discreetly) pressed her lips to his cheek before his previous match the day before. “it’s kind of a tradition, isn’t it?”

her cheeks had burst into flames. “we’ll see, moonboy,” she replied. “just who do you think you are — percy jackson?”

the corners of kei’s lips spread into a small smile and his eyes gazed softly down at her. “only if you’re my annabeth chase. see you, shortcake.” he tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear, then promptly jogged off to line up with his team.

out of the corner of her eye, (name) could see a smug kiyoko subtly side-eyeing her.

—

the stadium was erupting in roars. after a long, painful five sets with shiratorizawa, coupled with kei’s injury in the middle of the game, karasuno had finally grasped victory.

the boys were piled on the floor in a tight, sweaty embrace. almost all of them were in tears. the seniors clawed on each others’ jerseys, crying out in relief and disbelief. kiyoko had her hands clasped over her mouth, a steady stream of tears flowing from her eyes. coach ukai and mr takeda (who was sobbing harder than sugawara, daichi, and asahi combined) cheered for joy. hinata was shining with sheer happiness, and even a hint of a smile could be seen on kageyama’s face. yamaguchi had been squashed underneath a pile consisting of tanaka, ennoshita, kinoshita, and narita.

all the way up in the stands, (name) found herself being bounced up and down in saeko’s death-gripped embrace, along with half-conscious yachi. ukai’s friends and kei’s brother, akiteru, had nearly thrown themselves over the railing, cheering and sobbing for all their worth. all of karasuno shrieked themselves hoarse in celebration.

tsukki, who had been tackled by nishinoya, wrestled himself away from the latter’s limbs. kei staggered to his feet and run a hand through his hair. he scanned the crowd to find his favourite person and grinned when his golden eyes fell on hers.

there’s my girl.

kei raised his hand toward the karasuno cheer box and pointed a long, skinny finger at (name), smirking boyishly. he turned his hand over and bent his finger twice, beckoning her to him.

she burst into an excited flurry of laughter, tearing herself away from saeko’s iron grip and bolted down the stairs. kei’s favourite jacket fluttered behind her as she made her way to center court.

there he was, in all his six-foot-two glory, looking back at her with so much adoration it hurt.

he came running over to her, and they met just after she passed the white line. (name) leapt into his hold and wrapped her arms around his neck, half-crying, half-laughing all the while. his big hands had a strong, steady grip on the bottom of her thighs and he smiled such a beautiful, genuine smile as he spun her around.

“oh, my god,” kiyoko whispered from the bench, hiding her giggles behind the clipboard. the rest of the team was too busy celebrating, but hinata noticed the two lovers and let out a strangled noise of surprise. up in the stands, akiteru and saeko whistled and hooted.

“there she is,” kei whispered breathlessly. “there’s my trophy.”

and with that, despite knowing there were over a thousand people in that arena, even though multiple TV cameras were trained on them, and though his team and entire school was watching, the rest of the world melted away for tsukishima kei and he kissed the girl, his girl, whom he would trade the stars and moon for.

karasuno’s cheers grew thunderously louder.

(name) smiled against his lips. “wasn’t i supposed to be the one who kisses you first?”

“yes, but this is our first kiss. both yours and mine,” he muttered in between kisses. “i’m the gentleman here.”

“if you say so,” she chuckled, rolling her eyes.

this time, she initiated the kiss, and tsukki let her tilt his head to the side to deepen it.

“you gonna greet me after every match like this, princess?” he asked when they pulled apart for breath, his eyes lidded.

“i don’t see why not.” she smirked.

their perfect moment was interrupted by a shriek.

“TSUKISHIMA!! DID YOU JUST KISS (NAME)!?” an astounded hinata hollered from across the court. he might as well have broadcasted it to the entire world, although, technically, japan had already seen their sweet moment on TV. little did tsukishima know, his mom was jumping up and down at home for joy.

“HE DID WHAT?” tanaka and nishinoya squawked indignantly. yamaguchi cackled. kageyama stared. sugawara whooped. soon enough, the whole team was ogling at them. even tendou from shiratorizawa seemingly forgot about their loss as he peeked through the net to see what the whole ordeal was about.

“ooh, spicy.”

…yeaaah. there was a lot of explaining to do.

꩜ a/n: woo! my first ever fanfic 😵‍💫 had this in my notes app since july but finally got the guts to post it lol. hope you guys enjoyed!

꩜ taglist: @snowthatareblack (my wifey and fellow tsukki girlie <3)

(lmk if you want to be added!!)

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[goshikisbaee]

Stuck between an idiot and another idiot (╥﹏╥)

[ Hinata x Reader x Kageyama ]

content: romantic rivalry

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Being best friends with Hinata and Kageyama is exhausting.

It’s not that you don’t love them—because you do, even when they are yelling at each other over the dumbest things, even when they drag you into their competitions (like you have any interest in seeing who could finish a bottle of water the fastest). No, the problem wasn’t their chaotic energy.

The problem is that they both like you.

And, somehow, neither of them realized the other did too.

It started subtly—if you could even call them subtle. Kageyama, for instance, was never one for words, but suddenly, he was offering you his milk cartons at lunch without grumbling. He always made sure you got a good seat at games, glanced back to check if you were watching after every set, and stiffened every time Hinata got a little too close to you.

Hinata, on the other hand, had always been affectionate, but now he was extra clingy. Leaning against you? Normal. Throwing an arm around your shoulder and grinning like he just won the lottery? A new development. He’d randomly declare, “You’re the best, y/n!” and give you the brightest smile—then immediately shoot Kageyama a smug look, like he had won something.

And that’s how you figured it out.

It wasn’t just that they liked you. It was that they were competing for you.

You noticed it in small ways—the way Kageyama would rush to carry your bag before Hinata could, the way Hinata would beat Kageyama to the gym just to walk with you, the way their bickering had shifted from volleyball to you.

“She obviously likes me better,” Hinata would huff, crossing his arms.

Kageyama would scoff, eyes narrowing. “In your dreams.”

You would groan. “I am standing right here, you know.”

They both turned to you, startled, as if they had forgotten you existed outside of their rivalry.

It was ridiculous. They were ridiculous. But the worst part? You had no idea what to do about it.

Do you like Kageyama, with his quiet protectiveness and unexpected moments of softness? Or Do you like Hinata, with his boundless energy and the way he could always make you laugh?

You aren’t sure. But one thing is clear.

This is a mess.

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The fact that I wouldn’t know who to choose lmao…Uhm, both? (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

💋 💋 💋

[sippy--sippy]

stray ball (hinata shoyo x reader)

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summary: you get approached by a stranger while enjoying your day at the beach. shoyo comes to your rescue

word count: 1,743

a/n: a little shoyo drabble while i work on something a little beefier aka an osamu miya (23) owner of onigiri miya fic. can’t write a fic for just one of the twins, now can i?

The beach was always bustling with activity in Brazil, especially on sunny weekends like this one. Tourists and locals alike were taking advantage of the sunny day, amidst a week full of rain, and Shoyo and yourself were no different. Ever since moving to Brazil with Shoyo after his time with MSBY, the beach has become your new favorite spot to sit and relax.

It took a while to adjust to the extremely hot temperatures, but with the aid of copious amounts of sunscreen, an umbrella and sunglasses, the beach was perfect. An added bonus, of course, was watching Shoyo tear up a sand volleyball court with his Brazilian friends. He missed his old teammates and colleagues in Japan and you both missed your families dearly, but this new life was exciting and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Your new favorite hobby was watching Shoyo play beach volleyball. His tan had come back full force now that he was back in the sun every day, freckles and sunspots covering almost every inch of his body. His regular attire most days included shorts, an athletic tank top and a pair of sunglasses to help him see in the glare of the sun. You loved these outfits because it gave you a front row seat to watch his hard-earned muscles work as he played.

Today was no different. You watched him play as you lounge in your small beach chair, protected under the cover of an umbrella and a book in your hand. All around you, families and individuals were dotted along the beach. Some were playing in the water, while others were lounging on the beach like you. Various sports games were in play as well. Lots of groups were playing beach volleyball, others were kicking a soccer ball around.

You focused mostly on Shoyo’s game in front of you as he played against a random duo with his friend Heitor. Usually, Heitor’s wife Nice and their kids join you on the beach but one of their kids had a fever so they decided to stay home. So instead, you buried your nose in a book to pass the time.

After applying another layer of sunscreen to your legs, you kicked back in your chair and propped open your book, glancing over at the volleyball game. As always, Shoyo looked like he was having the time of his life. He loved the challenge of playing on the sand in contrast to playing on a hardwood floor.

“Got it!” he yelled, as he crouched low to receive a spike, perfectly bumping it to Heitor who set the ball right back to Shoyo. Jumping high in the air, Shoyo executed a perfect line shot and gave the two of them another point. Cheering, the two high fived each other and Shoyo went back to dish out another serve.

Smiling at his energy, you returned to reading with a content sigh. The chatter of people around you was pushed to the back of your mind as you got lost in the pages. You don’t know how long you were reading until you were interrupted by someone yelling “Heads up!”.

Flinching back to prepare for whatever was coming your way, you were showered with a spray of sand when a soccer ball slammed into the beach right next to you. Cursing under your breath, you wiped the coarse sand off your face and spit out the couple of grains that got in your mouth. You looked up as the culprit ran up next to you.

“Sorry! Kicked it a little too hard.”

It was a man, seemed to be your age, and you supposed he would be attractive if you weren’t head over heels in love with the ginger that was playing just down the beach. He was tall and broad, neglecting to wear a shirt to show off his well toned body. He gave you a confident smirk as you nudged the soccer ball back in his direction with your foot.

“I would’ve kicked it in your direction a lot sooner if I knew someone as gorgeous as yourself was sitting here all alone. I’m Davi, nice to meet you! Where you from?”

This Davi person plopped himself down in the sand right next to your chair, sitting way too close for comfort. You gave him a strained smile and glanced over to where Shoyo was playing. He unfortunately hadn’t seen the stranger approach you, too engrossed in his game to notice.

“I’ve lived here for a couple years now, but I was born in Japan.”

Davi looked intrigued and propped his elbows up on his knees which brought his hands uncomfortably close to your bare thighs. You shifted to sit a little further away from him, hoping he would get the hint and leave but he stayed rooted in his spot.

“Cool! I was born and raised here. If you’d like, I can show you some of my favorite local spots! I’ve got a couple of bars in mind, some nice restaurants. I know a guy that owns a private beach with some of the clearest water you can find in Praia Grande. What do you say?”

You were sure it was painfully obvious your smile was fake, but you didn’t care. “Sorry Davi. Like I said, I’ve lived here for a couple years so I’m familiar with the local haunts and this beach works just fine for me. Plus, my boyf-”

Davi cut you off. “C’mon beautiful, it would be fun!” He reached out to rest his hand on your thigh.

This was your last straw. You tried to let him off easy to get the sleazebag away from you, but being nice obviously wasn’t working. You were about to stand up from your chair to tear into him, but before you could, a volleyball came sailing over and drilled Davi right in the side of his head. The ball then gracefully fell right into your lap. Your smile turned into a genuine one when you saw your hero leisurely jogging your way, in no rush to check on the man who was just clocked by a powerfully spiked volleyball.

“Ah, sorry about that, guy! Didn’t see ya there!” Shoyo happily exclaimed, coming to a stop in front of you both.

Davi was rubbing his cheek that was already beginning to turn bright red, the faint outlines of volleyball stitches starting to form. Shoyo gently took the ball from your hands, giving you a slight look that was his quiet way of asking if you were alright. You gave him a reassuring smile which seemed to calm his nerves. He served the ball back to Heitor, who had already found a new partner to help him continue the game, before snagging the giant bottle of sunscreen that sat next to you. He settled himself down in the sand right between your legs and handed you the sunscreen over his shoulder.

“Could you give me a touch-up, babe? I can feel my last coat starting to wear off.”

You were shocked by his nonchalant attitude, but you weren’t really surprised. Shoyo was the nicest person you had ever met, and probably ever will meet. He wouldn’t be the type of guy to get angry and yell at someone if they were hitting on you, as it wasn’t in his nature. But he could put his foot down in other ways like he was now. Not giving Davi the time of day and making it very clear to him that he wasn’t wanted or needed here and that you were already happily with someone else.

You took the sunscreen from Shoyo’s hand and gave Davi a sweet smile. “Sorry, maybe next time.”

Davi didn’t give any more pushback, slinking away in defeat back to his soccer group. You gathered up a generous amount of sunscreen in your palms and started to knead it into Shoyo’s golden shoulders. He tilted his head back once Davi was out of earshot to look at you, concern swimming in his brown eyes.

“Are you ok? I’m sorry I didn’t come over sooner, I was too distracted with the game to realize something was wrong. I’m going to watch you more from now on when Nice and the kids aren’t here so it doesn’t happen again, alright?”

Your heart swelled with adoration. Shoyo was always so attentive and concerned about your wellbeing. It was one of the things that attracted you to him in the first place. Placing your hands on the sides of his face, you tilted his head back just a little more so you could plant a tender, upside down kiss on his lips. His face was hot from playing in the sun for hours.

After a couple seconds, you pulled away and looked into his eyes with a loving smile. “I’m ok, Sho. Thanks for rescuing me. He wouldn’t take no for an answer. I think he thought I was a random tourist.” You giggled.

Shoyo smiled and brought his arms up to drape over your legs that trapped him on either side, running his fingers over your shins. “Good thing I got here in time. Any longer and you might’ve run off with him.”

You knew he was teasing. He knew that you’d rather walk right into the ocean in front of you and drown rather than be with someone that wasn’t him. He knew that because he’d do the same thing.

After you finished thoroughly massaging the sunscreen into the muscles of his neck, shoulders and the parts of his back that were visible around his tank top, you leaned forward to press a kiss to the nape of his neck. He squeezed your shins in response and melted into the cradle of your legs. You carded your fingers through his damp hair and watched the volleyball game that Shoyo had abandoned.

“Don’t you want to get back to the game?”

Shoyo shook his head and buried his toes into the warm sand in front of him. “Nah, I think I’ll stay here and watch with you. Also, I heard that guy mention he knows someone that owns a private beach around here? Wanna do some internet stalking and try to find that beach so we can go skinny dipping tonight?”

You laughed and squeezed his body with your thighs, busying yourself by drawing lines between the freckles on his back. “That sounds perfect.”

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a/n: i am a hinata shoyo truther. also, hypothetically speaking, which haikyuu man would unironically work at hooters? like he’s a waiter, big boobas straining in a tiny little tight crop top and short shorts. i’d just like to see it.

[b1xi]

───𝘊𝘜𝘗𝘐𝘋───ハイキュー!!

Tsukishima Kei(ハイキュー!!)x fem!reader

Word count: 3615

𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

Author's Note: I apologize if the narrative feels weak or repetitive I've been a bit distracted to really do a good job but I'll try to improve for the next chapters I swear, if you feel like things are going too fast let me know.

You tossed a ball to Ukai from the basket with an agile motion, ensuring it landed directly in his hands. The boys formed a neat line in front of him, ready to receive instructions and practice their serves. The energy in the gym was palpable, amplified by the relentless cheers of Dateko's supporters, their synchronized chants echoing off the walls with almost deafening vigor.

You tried to ignore the monotonous rhythm and coordinated shouts, but the constant repetition was starting to wear on you. Still, you couldn’t let them be the only ones with team spirit.

"You've got this, guys!" you shouted from the sidelines, your voice clear and firm as it reached the players already moving across the court.

Slowly, you began to understand why Dateko had such an intimidating reputation. Their blocks were impressive, like trying to break through an unyielding wall. Though the comparison was exaggerated, it wasn’t far from the truth—their players were agile, disciplined, and undeniably relentless. And that giant without eyebrows was the key piece of their defense, shutting down almost every attack that came their way.

However, Karasuno wasn’t easily intimidated. Thanks to their strategy and a bit of luck, they were leading by two points. One had been awarded when Dateko touched the net, and the other when their ball went out of bounds. Despite the circumstances, it was evident that both teams were pushing each other to their limits, and the gym’s atmosphere reflected the palpable tension.

You leaned forward slightly, following every movement on the court with narrowed eyes, as if that might help you predict the next play. “Come on, Hinata,” you murmured to yourself as the small attacker jumped to spike the ball. But before you could even celebrate, Dateko executed a perfect block, sending the ball crashing onto Karasuno’s side of the court with a resounding thud that drew cheers and applause from their supporters.

“Damn it,” you muttered under your breath, frustration etched on your face. It wasn’t that you doubted Hinata and the others’ skills, but it was impossible not to feel a pang of concern in the face of Dateko’s solidity. You glanced at Coach Ukai, who watched with a serious yet calculating expression.

“Let’s go, Karasuno!” you shouted from the bench, your voice attempting to cut through Dateko’s raucous celebration.

Dateko’s next serve was powerful, but Nishinoya received it with his characteristic impeccable style, sending the ball straight to Kageyama. With almost surgical precision, the setter placed the ball for Tsukishima, who advanced toward the net with an almost exasperating calm. His spike was flawless, calculated to the exact point to bypass Dateko’s blockers and land in an empty corner of their court.

“Well done, Tsukki!” you cheered immediately, your voice rising above the noise.

The moment was enough to bring a smile to your face; after all, it was rare for Tsukishima not to have a sarcastic comment about it. However, you ignored it and stayed focused on the game.

“Incredible! They won the first set,” you said to Ukai beside you. The coach crossed his arms with pride before standing up to gather the team. You handed him the small board with the players’ names and the positional changes he had made.

He explained to the boys the rotation change they would implement, keeping Hinata away from the net to ensure the giant number seven from Dateko couldn’t block him.

Dateko was just one point away from winning the set, and the tension on the court was palpable. Every Karasuno player seemed to be at their limit, and from your position, you couldn’t help but feel the weight of uncertainty.

“Shoyo, make it a good serve!” you exclaimed, trying to sound encouraging despite your nerves. However, you shrugged slightly when Hinata’s serve turned out weaker than expected, just enough for the referee not to count it.

As the players prepared for the next play, you repeated a mantra in your mind: One more, just one more point, and this set is ours. They can do it.

The ball was back in play, and for a moment, Dateko seemed to be in control. Everything pointed to the ball landing on Karasuno’s side of the court, but then the unexpected happened. “He saved it! Well done, Nishinoya!” you exclaimed, wide-eyed, as the libero made an impossible move to keep the ball in play.

The decisive moment came with an imposing spike from Asahi. The ball crossed the net with impressive force and precision, bypassing Dateko’s defensive wall and hitting the floor on the other side. The court erupted in cheers, the referee signaled the point, and the set victory was sealed for Karasuno.

"You did it!" you shouted excitedly. Before you could react, Shoyo ran toward you with an expression of pure joy. Without thinking, you welcomed him, and together you started jumping in celebration. The energy around you was contagious: cheers, laughter, and hugs filled the air as the players congratulated one another.

You looked at Shoyo, who was still smiling as brightly as when he scored his first point in an official match. "I knew you could do it!" you told him, pride swelling in your chest. He nodded enthusiastically, his eyes shining with determination.

"Why do we have to stay?" you asked, a mix of annoyance and exhaustion evident as you tried to get comfortable on the hard bleachers. There was something particularly uncomfortable about them, and your efforts to find a suitable position were in vain. The team had decided to stay a bit longer to watch Seijoh's match against a team whose name you hadn’t even bothered to remember. After all, it was obvious that the egotistical Oikawa’s team would end up winning.

"We’ll only watch for a little while, and then we’ll leave," Ukai said nonchalantly, sitting beside you. Before you could pull out your PSP from your bag to distract yourself, the coach quickly snatched it from your hands. "Pay attention, kid," he scolded you, though his tone was softer than usual. To top it off, he ruffled your hair in a gesture that was equal parts affectionate and authoritative.

"So bossy," you muttered with an exaggerated sigh, resigning yourself to watch the match half-heartedly. However, your eyes soon wandered to your side, where Tsukishima sat with his arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the court.

His blonde hair, slightly messy after the last match, caught your attention. Your gaze lingered there longer than you deemed appropriate, resisting the temptation to reach out and fix those short strands. That’s when an uncomfortable but familiar thought crept into your mind.

Damn it, why didn’t I tell him I liked him too? you scolded yourself silently, fiddling with the watch on your wrist as a way to release the built-up anxiety. Your chance. Your one chance to be honest too, and you blew it, Y/N.

You bit your lip, clearly recalling the confession Tsukishima had made to you earlier. It had been so unexpected, so straightforward, that it had left you speechless. Now, you cursed yourself for not responding at that moment.

"I like you too," you murmured in your mind, rehearsing the words you should have said. It would have felt so good to say it to his face. It would have been a relief, something sincere. But no, you let it slip away.

Every time someone shouted Seijoh’s captain’s name, you felt a pang of irritation that made you clench your fists. "If I hear one more scream, I swear I’m going to rip my hair out," you thought, exhaling in frustration.

You sighed, resting your chin on your hand as your eyes drifted back to the match. You tried to focus, but your patience was wearing thin. Ukai had blatantly lied; far from staying "just a little while," they ended up watching the entire match. Those 35 minutes felt like an eternity, each second accompanied by the deafening cheers and shrill screams of Seijoh’s captain’s fangirls that mercilessly pierced your ears.

"Why won’t they shut up," you thought, massaging your temples as your frustration built. When the match finally ended, you were the first to get up from your seat, determined to escape the cacophony. You quickly made your way to the exit, practically leaving the rest of the team behind.

"In such a hurry?" Ukai called out behind you, his tone half-teasing as he kept up with your brisk pace.

"Hurry? I’m fleeing," you replied without looking back, sarcasm dripping from your voice. "I couldn’t take the screaming anymore. If I’d heard one more cheer for Oikawa, I probably would’ve lost my mind."

The coach let out a light laugh as the others caught up with you. "Wow, I never thought someone could hate the fans as much as the player himself."

"It’s not even hate; it’s exhaustion," you retorted, climbing onto the bus with a heavy sigh. You chose a seat in the middle of the vehicle, by the window, hoping for a moment of peace during the ride back. As soon as you sat down, you placed your bag on the empty seat beside you, but your plan for some personal space fell apart when Tsukishima, without a word or a glance, took that seat.

You glanced at him out of the corner of your eye, expecting some kind of comment, but his expression remained as stoic as ever. He put on his headphones and sank into the seat, making it clear he didn’t intend to interact with you, at least for now.

"Why here?" you thought, resisting the urge to say something. The bus was practically empty, with plenty of other available seats, but out of all the options, he had chosen yours.

"Take a picture; it'll last longer," Tsukishima said sarcastically, noticing your gaze fixed on him. He didn’t even bother to turn his eyes toward you.

Heat rushed to your cheeks, and you quickly averted your gaze, crossing your arms in an attempt to recover your composure. "Idiot," you muttered under your breath, barely audible, but just enough for the blond to raise an eyebrow, though he didn’t fully turn to face you.

"What did you just say?" he asked, finally turning to face you, his golden eyes locking onto yours with that inquisitive, slightly irritated gleam.

"Idiot," you repeated, this time a bit louder, but in your native language, knowing he wouldn’t understand. Still, the confusion in his expression mixed with a hint of irritation as his brow furrowed slightly.

Tsukishima raised an eyebrow, clearly puzzled. "I have no idea what you just said, but from your tone, I know it wasn’t anything nice," he deduced, his expression hardening slightly.

A smirk formed on your lips at his contained annoyance. "Bingo," you replied confidently, leaning back against the seat as you looked at him with amusement.

Tsukishima shifted his gaze toward the window but not without dropping a quiet comment: "Such a pretty face saying such ugly things."

His words left you completely breathless. Your mind scrambled for a response, but you found yourself trapped in stunned silence. Of course, he noticed your reaction. It was Tsukishima, after all. The small curve at the corner of his lips betrayed his satisfaction as he leaned slightly toward you, closing the distance between you two.

You stared at him, narrowing your eyes as you tried to regain your dignity. Think, think, you urged yourself, searching for a sarcastic comeback or a sharp retort to take back control of the conversation. But when your lips moved, only two damned words came out:

"I like you."

The confession came out softer than you expected, almost a whisper. Your eyes widened as you realized what you had just said, but there was no taking it back now. Luckily, most of the team was asleep, and Kiyoko, Takeda-sensei, and Coach Ukai were far enough away to not have heard.

Tsukishima was silent for a moment, his face expressionless, but his golden eyes flicked forward with a hint of surprise. "I didn’t expect that," he admitted in a low voice, as if processing what you had just said. "Does that mean we both like each other?"

The air around you felt lighter, but your heart was still pounding. You nodded slowly, a slight blush coloring your cheeks. "I guess so," you replied, your answer simple and direct, as if everything suddenly made sense.

Now what? you wondered anxiously. Everything had happened so quickly and in such an unexpected way that you didn’t know how to proceed. Time seemed to have stopped, and the words weren’t coming as easily as before.

Tsukishima remained still, his eyes fixed ahead, though his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was searching for the right way to continue. His posture had shifted, now more relaxed, but there was a subtle awkwardness in his demeanor, one that seemed to reflect how both of you felt.

Finally, he broke the silence, his voice softer than usual, though still carrying his characteristic ironic tone. "Well, I guess... we have to do something about it now, don’t we?"

He glanced at you sideways, and the way his golden eyes met yours made the knot in your throat return, but this time with a touch of anticipation. Tsukishima wasn’t the type of person to make direct advances, but the situation had placed you both in a position where, somehow, you both knew that something had to happen.

"Would you like to go out with me sometime?" His voice was low, almost casual, as if he were just suggesting it as one option among many, but there was a slight uncertainty in his tone that gave him away. It wasn’t a bold question, but it was unusual. It seemed like he didn’t want to pressure you, yet at the same time, he was clearly hoping for an answer.

You looked at him in surprise, a faint blush returning to your cheeks, but this time it was different. It wasn’t just embarrassment; it was the warmth you felt at hearing those words. You realized that he, in his own way, was also trying to navigate this uncertain space, but with the same willingness as you to discover what might come next.

"Where to?" you asked with a slight smile, trying to stay calm while something inside you began to feel lighter. You knew there couldn’t be a perfect or wrong answer. There was only an opportunity to take one more step, and now, both of you were ready to take it.

"Wherever you want," he said.

You stayed quiet for a moment, biting your lower lip as you thought about what kind of place would be right. What kind of place would both of you enjoy? It couldn’t be too formal, nor too noisy. It had to be somewhere both of you could feel comfortable, without the pressure of the outside world.

"How about we go to the Tanabata Festival?" you suggested, hoping it wasn’t too risky an idea. "It’s in a few weeks. It’s a calm, fun atmosphere... there are lights and lots of things to see. If you want, we can grab some food or just walk around."

"Tanabata... sounds good," he replied, his voice calm but not without a hint of interest. "That’s a good choice."

You were a little surprised he agreed so easily, but you couldn’t help smiling.

"Then it’s a date," you said, feeling a warmth spread through you. "I promise it’ll be fun."

"I hope it is," he replied, his tone slightly playful, yet with a touch of seriousness that showed that, while the situation was relaxed, it genuinely mattered to him.

The atmosphere in the gym was charged with tension, a vibrant energy that seemed to fuel both teams. Karasuno was about to face Seijoh in their first official match, and it was impossible to ignore the contrast between the players' determination and the uproar from the stands.

A sigh of frustration escaped your lips as the shrill screams of Oikawa's admirers filled the space like they were part of the spectacle. "Do they really have to be so loud?" you muttered to yourself, adjusting your jacket before heading over to the team.

"Do your best!" you encouraged with a smile, giving each player a high five as they passed you on their way to the court. It was a small gesture, but you felt it helped convey a bit of confidence before they went into action. The sharp sound of the whistle cut through the air, signaling the start of the match.

You positioned yourself next to Ukai, who stood with his arms crossed and a focused expression. "This will be a tough match," he commented quietly, more to himself than to you. You nodded, your eyes fixed on the court as Tsukishima stepped up to serve.

The blond launched the ball with impeccable precision toward Seijoh's side, where one of their players skillfully received it. It was a clean reception, directed straight to Oikawa, the opposing team's captain. Wasting no time, he set up a spike, showcasing his flawless technique and agility. The ball shot across the court like lightning, slamming into Karasuno's side and securing the first point for Seijoh.

"Well, that didn’t take long," you murmured under your breath, pressing your lips into a thin line. Ukai merely nodded, his attention fully on the game.

The whistle blew again, marking Seijoh's serve. The ball flew with force and precision toward Karasuno's side, but Daichi was ready. With a solid receive, he directed the ball to Kageyama, who was already poised to make his signature move. His hands moved with precision, sending the ball in a perfect trajectory toward Hinata.

The redhead jumped with all his might, ready to deliver one of his spectacular spikes. However, Seijoh was equally prepared. One of their players intercepted the hit with a strong block, sending the ball back into play.

Your eyes followed every movement as Oikawa rushed toward the net. "Another feint?" you thought, quickly analyzing his posture. But to your surprise, instead of making his own play, he executed a masterful set to one of his teammates, who didn’t hesitate to spike the ball with precision.

The ball crossed the net at lightning speed, a barely visible blur before it hit the floor. Nishinoya, with his characteristic courage, dove to save it, but the spike was too fast, even for his reflexes. The point went to Seijoh.

"Again," you muttered through clenched teeth, crossing your arms as the scoreboard tilted in favor of the opposing team. Ukai beside you let out a quiet sigh, but his gaze remained fixed on his players.

Ukai observed the match with a frown, his arms crossed and jaw clenched. "That Oikawa... he's more trouble than I thought," he remarked, his voice a mix of admiration and frustration.

"Yeah," you quickly agreed as Takeda-sensei adjusted his glasses and nodded. "It's true we won the practice match, but now that they have their captain leading them, Seijoh feels like a completely different team," Takeda added with a reflective tone.

Before you could respond, Kageyama executed a feint that cut through the court, earning Karasuno their first point after what felt like an endless rally. "Nice!" you exclaimed enthusiastically, rising slightly from your seat. "Well done, Kageyama-kun!" Your applause echoed amidst the murmurs of the crowd, and a few spectators nearby shared your excitement.

"Did they already call a timeout?" you remarked, narrowing your eyes as you noticed Seijoh's coach standing up and forming a T with his arms. There was something about Oikawa's calculating expression that made you frown. Did they figure it out already? you wondered nervously, your gaze automatically shifting to Karasuno, who was using the brief break to regroup.

On the court, Kageyama seemed more tense than usual. It wasn’t just the fact that Oikawa was standing across from him but also the pressure of being in a rotation where Hinata was being neutralized. The way Seijoh was relentlessly targeting Shoyo's spikes made it clear: they had identified their strategy and were attacking it mercilessly.

Ukai, with his sharp gaze, reacted quickly and called for a timeout. "Time!" His voice cut through the air, and the Karasuno players ran toward him.

As they gathered, the coach raised his hands to command their full attention. "Listen, elevate the ball, even if it doesn’t go directly to the setter. As long as we maintain possession, we can recover," he instructed, his tone firm but encouraging.

Tanaka, visibly frustrated after a failed attack, clenched his fists in silence. Ukai noticed his tension but turned his attention to Kageyama. "By the way, Kageyama, what happened with that last touch?"

The setter lowered his head slightly, his face showing a mix of regret and determination. "I’m sorry, I got scared," he admitted, bowing slightly.

Ukai looked at him, surprised by the apology, but not harshly. "It’s fine as long as you understand. Listen, it’s not that you’re doing anything wrong; on the contrary, it’s good for us that the opponent knows we have different ways to attack. But if they figure out what we’re doing, they’ll try to stop it too. Think carefully about when to use it, and above all, remember something important.”

The coach paused, ensuring everyone was listening. "We’re not just facing Oikawa; we’re facing Aoba Johsai. And it’s not just you against them—it’s Karasuno as a team. All of you."

"Yes!" Kageyama responded, a renewed determination shining in his eyes.

[lovettery]

☆ Haikyuu x F!reader Headcannons - Part 2 ☆

includes : Bokuto , Tanaka , Daichi and Kenma !

Warnings : Swearing, nothing else ♡

All characters are automatically aged up but there is no suggestive content so it's up to you to decide ♡

Koutarou Bokuto

• I ACTUALLY LOVE HIM SO MUCH OMG

• He like definitely spoils you !! No matter how much he has to his name it doesn't matter it's all going on you and you have absolutely no say at all!

• Like even if you're just scrolling on your phone and say "omg that's so cute I love that" boom next day it's in his hands for you LIKE HELLO????

• His love language is primarily acts of service and touch so he'll randomly just lay on you throughout the day and give you a million kisses before getting up and just walking away

• At first it was super confusing but now you've learnt to not question things and open your arms in preparation

• Other times or if you aren't a person who's a fan of touch despite his constant reminders of how much he loves you through yelling and public displays, sometimes he likes to just run you a warm bath, finish any tasks you had to do that were left undone or

• ANYTHING LIKE THAT AND ITS JUST THE CUTEST THING IN THE WORLD !!

• He loves to see you at his games wearing his jeyrsey (mainly because he gets to see you with his last name) and Hinata always points you out, screaming at Bokuto "LOOK ITS YOU'RE GIRLFRIEND !!!"

• Trust me this man is always on the search for engagement rings. One day into the damn relationship and he's already looking at wedding venues

• He can just feel you're the one so why waste time???

• I headcannon he's never really had any past relationships by choice because he was more focused on volleyball than dating and then all of a sudden you came along!

• PDA IS HIS THING. THIS MAN WILL SHOW YOU OFF EVERYWHEREEE !!! Like everyone in the room needs to know he's your man no matter the situation

• He's always holding you in some type of way and most of the time he doesn't even realise it. It's as if he gravitates towards you against his will, not that's he complaining of course!

• HE LOVES YOU WEARING HIS CLOTHES

• He loves waking up to you, hair a mess and his shirt hanging off of one shoulder. There's really no place he'd rather be than with you

Ryuunosuke Tanaka

• SAME AS BOKUTO THIS MAN WILL SHOW YOU OFF TO EVERYONE WITH THE MOST SHIT EATING GRIN ON HIS FACE

• The moment you both started dating he instantly ran to Saeko re-anacting the entire situation, hand gestures and all!!

• He absolutely adores seeing you when he's practicing in the gym, you sitting on the benches just watching him. It makes him fall in love with you again each time

• He loves going on dates with you, whether that's taking you out to a nice candlelight dinner (paid for by Saeko of course) or just sitting in his room laying next to eachother listening to music. Any time with you is time well spent for him.

• He loves bragging about you to Noya exclaiming how he got a cute girlfriend first!!

• The whole team knows you better than you know yourself by now cause he just can't shut up about you

• How could he when there's just so much to love about you!!

• He always tries to act cool and nonchalant infront of you to seem like that type of boyfriend. (It lasts for 10 minutes at most until he inevitably breaks)

• HUGE PDA !!! omfggg people are sick of you guys cause you're ALWAYS hugging, kissing, or just leaving random soft touches on eachother.

• The moment he first saw you he was already planning everything from you're first date to how many kids do you want??

• He stays over yours at times to study with you (by your demand) but can't pay attention cause he's just so lost looking at you

• Such a pretty girl like you deserves to be appreciated !

Kozume Kenma

• Not to crush your dreams but you need to confess to him cause there is NO way he's confessing to you. Nu-uh he is not taking that risk

• Date nights with him mostly consist of either playing a two player game with him cuddled up together with you're favourite takeout, or slow strolls through quite parks together in the late evening as the sun sets

• He loves the way the sun shines across your skin making you look almost ethereal

• He always shares his food with you even if it's his favourite food, he'd rather you both enjoy it together

• He actually really enjoys watching trashy reality tv or stupid movies with you, the both of you laughing and yelling at the absurdity of it

• He's most definitely never dated before so this is all very new for him and he's nervous but wants to be a good boyfriend for you

• Even if sometimes he struggles to be you always remind him how good he is to you and you wouldn't change a thing

• One of his favourite things is to sit in bed with you, your legs across his lap as you read/play on your phone and him playing his games in silence

• Just having you near him makes him feel secure and comfortable, his hand gently rubbing along your leg to hopefully give that same feeling back

• He can't help but smirk at Kuroo's jealousy and constant "How did you get a girlfriend before me!??"

• He doesn't show you off, instead choosing to keep your relationship private from his fans

• You both prefer it that way anyways, hidden away from prying eyes in the comfort of eachother

Sawamura Daichi

• Oh what a hunk of man

• He's such a gentleman. Like Insane. You'll never open a door again in your life so long as he can help it

• Your feet hurt from wearing heels? Fuck it take the clothes off his back he couldn't care less, so long as you're comfortable

• He gets easily frustrated from work or the team so coming home to you sitting on the sofa In his clothes is the highlight of his day

• Sitting on the sofa with you, his head on your soft lap as you're gentle hands run through his dark hair as he rants about his annoying coworkers or the tiring drills

• Looking up at you're beautiful face giving him the most empathetic look as you shower him with affection. He just can't help but hold you closer to him

• I can imagine him as a great chef, like he's so good at cooking everything

• The house always smells like a banging ass meal that's he's cooking up

• There is no TMI in your relationship, everything can and will be shared with no judgement

• I headcannon he has had a bit of experience with dating in the past so he knows what he's doing but still always asks you if you think there's anything he could be doing better just so he's perfect for you

• He doesn't flaunt his relationship with you off to everyone not because he's embarassed but because he knows what others influence can do to a relationship

• And the one person he can't bare to lose is you so I imagine he'd be a more private person

• He loves to keep his hand on you in anyway, your lower back, waist, hips, rubbing your thigh, or holding your hand

• Feeling your skin against his reminds him he's alive

Thank youu for reading I really hope you enjoyed it ♡ I'm so sorry that my uploads are so far between I just really lack motivation (◞‸◟)

BUT IM GONNA TRY AND POST MORE ! So thank you for reading and if you have any requests please send them through my inbox ♡

Masterlist ~☆

[suw4]

Your Voice

Hinata Shoyo from Haikyuu!!

an/tw: TIMESKIP SPOILERS! im so thankful with all the love that the first part had gotten!!! so here's a treat for you. the writing might be a little messy but am hoping you like this

Masterlist | Haikyuu!! Masterlist

part1 | part2

The first-year couple sat at a nearby playground. Both of them are sitting in the seat of each swing. "I didn't know you felt that way, [N/n]," Shoyo felt guilty. He was so indulged in volleyball that he failed to focus on his boyfriend's feelings. Even though it wasn't his fault. "I didn't want you to worry. So I didn't say anything. That's why I've been avoiding watching you play,"

"Oh. I thought you were only busy with your studies..."

"I am. I mean, what else can I do when I can't play volleyball with you?" [Name] let out a dry chuckle. "Once I'm done with education, I'll find myself a good high-paying job so I can afford a hearing aid at least. I don't think I can afford a cochlear implant. That stuff is hella expensive. A little risky too since I will have to get surgery," he sighs, looking up to the star-littered sky.

Shoyo stood up and stood in front of the other. Taking his hands into his and squeezed them. "I'm sorry that you had to experience this, [N/n]. It must've been frustrating, huh?" he whispered, slowly letting go and embracing the [h/c] haired. "I'm sorry," he repeated. [Name] could feel the vibrations on Shoyo's chest. He closed his eyes and hugged the male back. "That stupid drunk driver...! If it wasn't for that idiot, you would've..." the tangerine mumbled. Aggrieved about what had happened to [Name]. Tears swell in his eyes. He felt that he could've done something. But what could he possibly have done to prevent that accident? He was only a junior high student.

[Name] parted from the hug. "Should we go home now? It's late. Your mom is most likely worried by now," he smiled softly as he signed. Reaching out to wipe Shoyo's tears. The shorter male then nodded as he let out a hum.

After a nice relaxing shower, with a small towel over his head, the [h/c] haired male entered his shared bedroom. Seeing his lover lying in bed already. Shoyo placed his phone beside his pillow and spread his arms out. Welcoming the other into bed. [Name] smiled at the sight and hurriedly climbed into his arms. Shoyo wrapped his arms around him and helped him dry his hair afterwards. [Name] laid his head against his chest. Even though he couldn't hear it, he felt it.

"I love feeling your heartbeat, Sho," he snuggled further. He could feel the vibrations sped up. He chuckled. "Are you embarrassed?" he teased, looking up at the other, whose face was flushed with light pink. "Uwah..! Why are you always so verbal when teasing me?" he whines as he covers his cheeks. [Name] laughed lightheartedly and took one of Shoyo's hands away from his face. Leaning forward to give a little peck on his lips. "Sleep," he simply gestured his right fist downwards by the right side of his head. After that, he repositioned himself. With his back against the mattress, he pulled his boyfriend onto him. Nuzzling the tangerine's fluffy locks. Shoyo exhaled in satisfaction and snuggled into the other's warmth. He bid [Name] goodnight, the other replying the same. Slowly, both of them will meet each other in dreamland.

Years passed. Shoyo had gone to Brazil to expand his skills in volleyball. During breaks, he was seen texting on his cell phone like there was no tomorrow. Refusing to remove his attention away from the screen. Oikawa, who was present, became curious and suspicious of his behaviour. Arching a brow at him, he called out. "Oii~ Hinata! What's with you and all that texting?" he asked, walking towards the said male. "Oh, Oikawa-san! I'm just texting my boyfriend,"

"Oh? Boyfriend? Since when!?" shocked, he plopped by the shorter male. Peeking over to the screen. "Since like forever! He's always busy, so you never get to see him in any high school games," he says, still replying away. The older male hummed as he watched him interact. "Oh. Quite a man you've gotten yourself!" he piped when he saw a tad bit of a photo in the chatroom However, he earned a quick glare from the other with the comment. Oikawa was slightly surprised but decided to ignore it. "Hm... How come you don't just call him?"

"He's deaf. Calls are prohibited. Anyways! Look!" Shoyo showed a picture that [Name] had just sent him. It was a picture of [Name] with Yamaguchi at the college cafeteria they were attending. Oikawa was caught off guard by this critical information about his boyfriend, but again, he decided to move on. "Ah, good for him then,"

"Mhm! I'm so proud of him! He decided to get a degree in arts in photography. There aren't many job opportunities for people like him, so..." he unconsciously showed a cheeky smile. Going back to his phone to continue communicating with his beloved boyfriend. Oikawa's expression softens. "Wow, you guys are unbelievably annoyingly cute," Shoyo laughed at that comment. "I owe him a lot. He supported me like hell. Have so much faith in me. I just want to repay him back,"

The atmosphere between them fell into a gentle breeze. It was calming. Impressed, the older male asked, "Ohh! Do you have any plans about it?" Shoyo's smile widens upon hearing that. "Yeah! I want to gather as much money as I can and get him that cochlear implant," Oikawa's eyes widened, and his back straightened. "What!?? Those things are expensive as hell!"

"I know! Once I have enough, I want to go back to Japan and surprise him with that. Now I can't wait for the day to come," he locked his phone and laid his forehead on the screen. Imagining the scenarios. He felt giddy about it. "As much as I hope for the best for you two, I don't want this to disrupt your volleyball training," the brunette says, leaning onto the palm of his hand. "It won't! I've got everything figured out!" he grinned, pumping his fist as he turned to face the older. Oikawa rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say, shrimp. Now let's go eat for real!"

Two years passed, and finally, the greatest decoy was back home. His plane just landed. Stepping onto his homeland and making his way to receive his stuff. Once he walked through the gates, he took a deep breath with his eyes closed. Smells like nostalgia.

"Shoyo," a familiar gentle voice called him. He paused and turned to the direction of the sound. A clicking sound could be heard. He saw the love of his life standing there, holding up an expensive-looking camera marking him. His lips stretched into a wide, toothy smile. He started running towards him and pounced on him. Clinging onto him like a koala. [Name] let out a big laugh, locking the male tightly in his arms. "[N/N]!!!!!" Shoyo wept deafeningly. Any passerby stared at the two with a few judging and sympathetic looks.

A wave of relief rushes over him and suddenly all of his tension leaves his body. He felt lighter. A whiff of a smell that lingered on [Name]'s clothing comforted him. He smells like home.

The decoy pulled himself off his lover but his grip on [Name]'s clothes stayed. "How did you know I was coming home today?!" he exclaimed. "Oikawa-san may or may not have texted me," he giggled. "Oikawa-san? No way! I wanted to surprise you! That damn great king!! He beat me with my own boyfriend?!??" he yelled once more. At this rate, they might get kicked out by security. [Name] nudged his boyfriend. "Let's get out of here and eat lunch," he suggested, lifting a paper bag that he had with him. The volleyball player nodded and took his hand, making their way out together.

They settled down at a peaceful park. The photographer had planned a mini picnic with just the two of them. They ate with satisfaction. Shoyo leaned against his boyfriend as they watched the children play about. His cell phone beeped. He took out to see an email. His eyes widened slightly as he sat up, alerting the other. "Sho? What's going on?" [Name] asked. Shoyo's expression was full of glee. He quickly put down his bento and scooted closer to the other. "I have a gift for you!" he signed excitedly. The other male raised a brow. Shoyo then took his hands. Looking down at them and caressing them lightly before lifting them up to kiss the knuckles. "I have booked an important appointment. For you,"

"An appointment? For me?" Shoyo nodded. "I need you to clear up your schedule tomorrow because tomorrow you're going to meet your doctor to discuss about your cochlear implant," he signed each word slowly. Making sure his partner was able to understand it fully. [Name] narrowed his eyes, not believing a single word. "Are you joking with me?"

"I'm not! Look!" Shoyo picked up his phone and went through his emails. Pressing on one particular inbox and showing it to the other. It was an email from a hospital in Tokyo confirming the appointment date. [Name] read it. Reality slowly kicks in. "Shoyo, are you being for real?" his lips trembled lightly. His boyfriend nodded with a smile on his face. "Yes! I'm being so for real right now!" The [h/c] haired gazed down to his lap, clearing the lump in his throat. "Shoyo..." his voice cracked. "Thank you... Thank you..!" his tone differs every second. Filled with so much gratitude that he couldn't stay composed. Shoyo moved himself to sit right by his side and wrapped an arm around his arm. Letting [Name] lean against him. His head lying on the other. "Shoyo... I love you so much," he declared. The other hummed as he responded, "I love you too, [N/n]," The tangerine-haired then reached up to graze his knuckles along his boyfriend's cheeks. [Name] rubbing lightly against his touch. Earning for more. "I know you wanted to get them yourself but I can't let you. You've been such an amazing boyfriend to me and I just wanted to repay you," [Name] read his lips, showing an assured smile. "You're such an amazing boyfriend to me too, Sho,"

The appointment went well. The doctor was patient and nice. The doctor informed them that [Name] must meet the requirements and go through a few tests if he's suitable to get the implant. The process would take a few weeks, almost a month. The couple will have to be patient for it. While the [h/c] goes through it, Shoyo will be supporting him throughout.

The day of the surgery arrives. [Name] was already in surgery while his boyfriend waited in the waiting room. Bouncing his legs, hands clasped together. Shoyo couldn't help but worry. Anxious as hell. All of the possible bad situations came infiltrating his mind.

What if he doesn't make it through? What if he loses his ears? What if the surgery accidentally cut his ears off?!!!!? What if the surgery fails and he can't hear for the rest of his life?? That he'll be so depressed that he won't have the will to live anymore because he will never ever hear my voice again!!??

Luckily, all of his friends were there to snap him out of it. "Ow!! What was that for!?" he groaned after a certain blue-haired male chopped the top of his head with the side of his open hand. "You're freaking out, dumbass!"

"You're sweating up a pool. Stop it, It's disgusting," Tsukishima added, expressing a disgusted face. "Don't worry, Shoyo! He'll make it!" Yachi tries to comfort the male. "Yeah! Besides, he's getting an implant, not a heart surgery!" Yamaguchi tries to support the female's claims. The mention of heart surgery made Shoyo retch harshly. Almost fainting in the process. Chaos ensues. In the end, they all brought Shoyo out to ease his mind.

The doctor mentioned that it would take a week for the implant to heal, so after that surgery, the gang treated the patient for a simple outing. Nothing too extreme. For the rest of the week, they let the male rest while Shoyo was heavily treating him as if he had an incurable disease.

At last, [Name] went for his final checkup. He would finally get the final piece of his cochlear implant. There he sat on a chair--across his doctor's office desk--with his boyfriend beside him. The doctor congratulated the couple. Complimenting and praising the two for how they've handled the surgery recovery. He then pulled out a box and placed it on the desk. Sliding it towards his patient. "Here it is. Your cochlear implant!" he exclaimed with a smile on his face. "I'll leave you with it now. I have another patient to attend to so I'll leave you to it," he continued, making his way out.

[Name]'s lips trembled slightly as overwhelm overcame him. He hesitantly took the box in his hands. His heart pounds loudly. He let out a low grumble before turning to Shoyo. "Will you do the honours, my love?" he signed. Shoyo's eyes stayed glued to him and gulped afterwards. "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure. You've been so caring and understanding towards me. Babe, you even attended sign language classes with me. Up until now, you've helped me. Now, this is your reward. Be the one that gives me the ability to hear again. As for me, let me hear you," [Name] expressed his feelings through his words. Even though his words were slightly slurred, they hit Shoyo straight into his heart. He was deeply moved, eyes swelling up a little. "Okay. Let's do this!"

Determined, he took the box from [Name]'s lap. Taking a deep breath and out, he lifted the lid. There it was. The hearing device lying comfortably in the softness of the white cushion. "Close your eyes," he told his boyfriend who complied. He then took the devices out. Attaching them onto the side of [Name]'s head and ears.

The breeze, the sound of the air conditioner running. He hears it. A gush of wind brushes along [Name]'s skin. He gasped sharply and his eyes almost popped out. He hears his breath. His heart beating at a rapid and exciting pace. Adrenaline rushed through his body as he snapped to Shoyo. His eyes glistened. He gave him a longing look. It tells him so much. But one stood out.

Speak for me...!

Without hesitation, Shoyo parted his lips. "[Name], I love you..!" he yelled. Shocked waves filled [Name]. It was so loud that he instantly covered his ears, flinching. The other male panicked. Spouting a series of apologies while his arms flailed around. Then the sound of laughter echoed. He looked at his boyfriend was laughing with tears. [Name] sprung out of his chair, embracing his loved one. "I can hear you!" he beamed. Shoyo's heart pumped. He hugged him back tightly while his lips stretched ear to ear. Practically laughing along with his lover as well. "You can hear me!" he repeated.

"Say my name again, Sho," the [h/c] head asked, nuzzling his nose into the crook of his lover's neck. "[Name]," the other replied. This time saying it slowly and articulated each syllable. "Again," he demanded. Shoyo repeated himself once more. This time his tone was much softer. [Name] pulled away from the hug and leaned in for a sweet kiss. Shoyo didn't hesitate to kiss back, slowly wrapping his arms around the other's neck. "Thank you," the taller male breathed out. Pulling away from Shoyo's lips to kiss his forehead instead. "I love you. I love you. I love you," now kissing all over his face, earning a giggle.

The decoy cupped his face, stopping him from giving any more kisses. He gazed into his eyes with a loving expression. "[Name]. I. Love. You." A light tint of pink painted itself over [Name]'s cheeks. Bringing up his own hands and rested them over Shoyo's.

"Please. Say that again,"

[tags]: @ghostgoosygoose

[kaibutsushidousha]

The Hundred Line 1st Impression Session #1

Takumi Sumino

Not much we didn't already know about him before. It's funny how between the original Saihara, Yuma from Rain Code, and Takumi here, Kodaka has repeated what we can "the Saihara archetype" of Kodaka protagonists. I guess that will now be his most utilized protag type, surpassing "the Naegi archetype" (the Naegi siblings and Akamatsu) because Akamatsu only gets one chapter as protagonist. Meanwhile, "the Hinata archetype" (Hinata, Otonashi, and the Death Come True guy) is the most underrepresented due to DR0 and DCT being significantly shorter than his games.

Darumi Amemiya

Another one that was already covered at Tokyo Game Show. Not much new going on aside from the reveal that she's voiced by Farouz Ai (based based based based). She has potential to be great depending on how serious Kodaka wants to be about her manic depression.

One intriguing comment in her gameplay showcase is that Kodaka mentioned her attack animations are based on a Gilgamesh from another series, but he cannot disclose which series this Gilgamesh is from despite both The Hundred Line and the unidentified Gilgamesh's series both being Aniplex productions. Watching the animations, her attack remind me of Boss from Fate/Samurai Remnant, but Boss was never stated to be a Gilgamesh, it's probably not him. I guess it mustn't be from anything I know.

Eito Aotsuki

Komaeda II was also already covered at Tokyo Game Show, but today's display downplayed his Komaedaness and focused more on his pathetic desperation to make friends, and established his place in group dynamics as the one companion no one trusts because he's always making the cheesiest and most fake-sounding friendship speeches. He's also voiced by Sakurai (unbased) which further distances himself from the initial Komaeda impression.

Standout dialogue:

Aotsuki: Right, before discussing that, we need to introduce ourselves to each other. So, what are your hobbies? Any food you don't eat? What's your sign? Favorite manga? What club you're at in school? Do you watch a lot of movies? Play video games? What do your parents work with?

Takumi: Hold on, that's too much to answer at once.

Aotsuki: Huh? Oh... Sorry, good point... I don't really know how to interact with people, as you might have noticed. Sharing self-introductions feels pretty unusual...

Kurara Oosuzuki

Her intro dialogue has her explaining the dumb pun of her name, so I'm already intrigued to see what the localization will do about this one.

The super elite billionaire kid who thinks everyone else is trash is a character type Kodaka already did before with Togami, but they already prove themselves very different in their placement in group dynamics, as Togami is the guy who posed as a killing game player while Oosuzuki is completely invested in supporting the team. Neat stuff.

I hope Kodaka/Komatsuzaki commits to the bit and she never takes off her tomato. Ideally, they never even decided what her canon face looks like.

Ima Tsukumo

I wish authors would stop reinventing Yuri Briar. I already dropped Yomi no Tsugai over this.

CV: Ogata Megumi

Kodaka is trying to bribe me with good voice acting and it won't work.

Ima: Hm, this ketchup & mayo rice soup is banging. The oil levels in the broth rule!

Kako: My rice bowl with chocolate, banana, and chili sauce shrimps is great, too. I can't even tell if it's sweet or spicy.

Kodaka is trying to bribe me with ugly food and it will work. More of this, please. You have a real chance of making me like your creep.

Kako Tsukumo

The other twin. Her special subject is Morality, in contrast with her brother's special subject being Misconduct. We already got the explanation for what Misconduct does in gameplay, so her Morality is the only special subject so far that we know nothing about.

We already have an open statement that her story will be about learning that she can disobey her brother, so that's a plotline with a lot of potential already.

She's also a canonical fan of ugly food and detective fiction, so I can trust completely that if she were real and I hadn't made my Danganronpa V3 ugly food post, she would have done it. Thank you, Kodaka, I feel very personally homaged here.

[kuroppiii]

helloo sweetie, hope ur okay! could you pretty please write some fluff headcanons abt my boys sho and koushi (separately ofc) having a crush on a fem!brazilian!reader? thanks anyways! good evening ! ! 💕 💕

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︴hinata shōyō ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° 

brazil arc hinata save us all

you're next door to the place he was posted up for the duration of his stay

you both always end up leaving in the mornings to go about your days at the same time, seeing each other at your front doors

from the first moment he saw you, he just thought you were out of this world pretty

eventually starts greeting you

“bom dia! (good morning!)” [hinata]

then it goes into small talk as the mornings follow one another

it’s like canon he can keep up a decent convo in portuguese

"roupa linda... hoje? (nice outfit... today?)" [hinata]

"obrigada! (thanks!)" [you]

(his face absolutely lights up)

tells you he’s in brazil on beach volleyball training and starts inviting you to the beach to come watch

"if you're not busy! i'm always down there. i'm getting really good!" [hinata]

and not like he would be more of a try hard bc he’s always trying hard when it comes to volleyball...

buttttt if you were there for his games he would always look to you nearby after he scores to make sure you saw him being super cool like that

would even try to show you how to play–specifically serve or set for him–if you don't already know

freudian slip he brushes some sand he spots out of your hair

"sorry you had a little something." [hinata]

"hinata there's literally sand all over me...?" [you]

then it would extend to going out at night as he asks you to show him around (his volleyball mates have already shown him a bunch but he acts dumb so he can hopefully spend more time with you)

if he thought you looked good in your daytime outfits, he thinks you're drop dead gorgeous in your night-out fit (especially if you accessories with metal jewelry or something like that!!)

he gets tongue tied just as badly as when he's trying to speak portuguese

where there’s music, there’s dancing–and hinata really tries to dance brega with you a little bit

he knows he'll be bad, but he hopes that makes you smile (and an excuse to hold you) and besides, he’s actually not too bad! (i have said before i think he can dance when the time calls for it!!)

his volleyball friends have definitely put him onto some brazilian funk as they've played their games on the beach, but he’ll ask if you have any brazilian music recs

if you do, as soon as you go into your respective houses at the end of the night, he’s listening to that religiously u can lowkey hear it through the wall

"did you listen to my recs?" [you]

"sim!!! (yes!!!)" [hinata]

he just thinks you're so cool :((( really wants to impress you at the end of the day!! he hopes you'll think the same way about him

︴sugawara kōshi ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘° 

it's carnival!!!

sugawara and his friends (the third years) (noya convinced them to go) decided they wanted to be part of the festivities this year!

his group just so happens to bump into you and your friends in the crowd that first night

bro is down bad from the moment he lays eyes on you

like he's sooo gone

his friends catch him staring and they push him to go dance with you amidst the loud music surging through the mass of people

(he gets bumped into you)

"sorry! uh, uh... b-boa noite (good night)? hi– i don't know the, um– dançar (dance)?" [sugawara]

so then maybe there's a little samba here and there–i think he could pull it off! 💃🕺

both of your groups hit it off and you exchange numbers

the next few days you all hang out in the mornings as you and your friends show them around, before reuniting again in the nighttime for the festival activities

genuinely asks if you could teach him some words in portuguese

"how do you say... "beautiful" in portuguese?" [sugawara]

"linda!" [you]

"cool! cool, yeah... good to know– GREAT to know, actually!" [sugawara]

he'll always ask which fruits or foods or drinks are your favorites and is willing to try any you pick out for him

he's not picky or anything not as long as you're around

and i really mean as in any, like if you lied and purposefully picked one you hated for him, he would fake that it was the best thing he's tried in his life

doesn't ever fail in offering to share it with you, though chat is this rizz

"here, have a bite from mine!" [sugawara]

the guy's not too bad with beach football

but he does keep letting the ball drop though bc he can’t stop looking at you 😓

asks you to help put sunscreen on him bc he "burns easily 🥺" 💀💀💀

keeps saying “brazil is so beautiful!” when what he’s really trying to hint at is that YOU are so beautiful

"brazil is so linda!" [sugawara] (he says this looking directly at you and with the stupidest grin on his face)

one afternoon, noya is asking to see what pictures sugawara has taken on this trip so far

reluctantly, sugawara opens up his camera roll

and for some odd reason 🤔 you appear in a lot of them as he swipes through

"is that me again–?" [you]

"noya! isn't there just so many pretty sights here?" [sugawara]

he may or may not go home to their airbnb one night and convinces the rest to stay another week

and the day after the festival is over he may or may not start texting you one-on-one under the guise of "do you want me to send those pictures of you you're in??"

[hinata-bestie8]

A/n - I hope you enjoy this. Also, just reminder to stay hydrated and healthy.

Shoyo still had his tan from when he went to Brazil, which you really enjoyed looking at his sun kissed skin. You watched as your boyfriend was packing some things in his backpack for your outing that you both planned for the evening. In your hands you held on to your picnic basket.

Soon your boyfriend zipped up the backpack and stood up from where he was kneeling on the ground. He held out his arm out for you so you could cling onto him, you look at his arm and happily hold on to him. You make your way out of your apartment and lock the door behind you. You breathe in the summer air and take in the sounds of the birds chirping in the background.

while planning this evening out together after he got back from Brazil, he suggested that you guys' ride bikes to the beach. You agreed. You found your bikes locked up together near the front of your building. Shoyo took the picnic basket from you so you could get on your bike easier. when you got on, he tied the basket onto the back of your bike securely. He then got onto his bike, and you were now on your way to the beach.

On the way there you took in the scenery and the sounds of people nearby. kids kicking a ball and yelling playfully to each other, an older couple holding hands and sitting on a bench together, quietly enjoying each other's company. Closer to the beach there was a girl and her friends walking her dog, chatting and laughing about something that the others were talking about. You smiled and taking a breath you relaxed more as you had a bit more to go on your bike ride. Shoyo looked back from ever so often to check up on you.

when you finally got to the beach you were both surprised and relived that the beach wasn't too crowed. You got off of your bikes and locked them up together on the bike rack. Shoyo reached out his hand to you so you could take it. You returned the affection that he craved and held onto his hand. Walking along on the sand and smelling the salty air, Shoyo found a spot near a volleyball net.

you smirked to yourself seeing the net but didn't say anything about it. You both stared setting up your spot with the blanket that you took so you both could sit on it and laying it on the sand. putting the basket on top, you open it to find some soda and a couple of sandwiches, and meat buns. The smell of the food made both of your stomachs growl in hunger. You handed Hinata a meat bun since you know he likes them a lot and that they remind him of when he would go to the convent store to get some with his teammates after practice.

For the rest of the evening, you enjoyed your little picnic together. Cuddling on the blanket together and watched the sun set. The orange and pink of the sun looked so beautiful by the ocean water. You both decided that you guys should had back home before it gets to dark. You pack up your things and put them in the basket, walking back to where you left your bikes, you unlocked them and then tied the picnic basket back on the end of your bike. Before you could even get on your bike Shoyo yelled back to you, " race you back home"!

You smirked taking on his little game, you quickly got back onto your bike and pushed on the peddles so you could pass him by. Speeding ahead of him you turned your head to face him. " First one home gets to pick out the movie for tonight"! Hinata smirked at you, " You are so on!"

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[hoperenae]

Playing FMK w/Kenma and Kuroo (f!reader)

BACKGROUND — You've been best friends with Kenma and Kuroo since elementary school. You go to all their volleyball games, therefore you’re friends with all the other volleyball boys by default. You’re like everyone’s favorite sister. But one friendly game of ‘fuck, marry, kill’ could change all that.

A/N — Wrote this on the clock at work, so does that mean I’m a paid author now? 🥴

WORD COUNT — 885

“I’m not playing that.” Kenma glanced up from his game long enough to roll his eyes at you. You were all sitting on the floor in his bedroom.

“Oh come ooooon,” you pleaded. “It’ll be fun. What about you, Kuroo-kun?”

“You know I’m always down for a little drama,” Kuroo grinned slyly. You clapped your hands gleefully.

“Ok, we’ll start with you, then!” You turned to face Kuroo. “Hmm…Bokuto, Yaku, and Lev.”

“Oh please, that’s too easy,” Kuroo said with a dismissive wave of his hand. “Fuck Bokuto, marry Yaku, kill Lev.”

“Fair enough,” you laughed. “Ok do me.”

Kuroo rubbed his chin in contemplation. “Kageyama, Shrimpy, Akaashi.”

“Oh man.” You paused. “I guess it’s gotta be fuck Kageyama, marry Akaashi, kill Hinata. Sorry Hinata.” You and Kuroo both laughed, and you swore you saw Kenma snicker out of the corner of your eye.

“Your turn, Kenma,” Kuroo said. “Give one of us 3 names.”

“No,” Kenma retorted plainly.

“Kenmaaaaaaa,” you groaned. “Please please pleeeeease.”

Kenma, finally done with your shit, took a deep breath, set his phone down, and said, “Fine. This one is for you, Kuroo. There’s only two people, and you can choose between fuck and marry.”

“That’s not really how it works,” you interjected. Kenma shot you a death glare that instantly shut you up.

“Me and y/n. What’ll it be?”

Kuroo’s face went ghostly white at the same time yours turned beet-red.

“Th-that’s not fair,” Kuroo stammered. “You can’t use people in this room.”

“Why not? Are you scared?” Kenma’s lips curled up in a cruel smile.

“Of course not!” Kuroo declared.

“Alright, then choose.” Kenma crossed his arms across his chest with the same sly look painted on his face.

“I-I don’t think you should be allowed to just change the rules like that,” Kuroo said, his voice cracking.

“Quit stalling, Kuroo,” Kenma said with raised eyebrows. You were still as stone, not daring to show any emotion one way or the other. But you had to admit, you were very curious to hear Kuroo’s answer.

“Okay fine!” Kuroo shouted. “I’d fuck and marry y/n because, frankly, I don’t want anything to do with Kenma right now if he’s gonna be a little brat.”

“So I’m your last resort? I only win by process of elimination?” You tried to suppress the grin forming on your face.

“What? No, that’s not what I meant!” Then, seeing the coy look on your face, Kuroo said, “I hate you both.”

“You love us.” You playfully punched his arm, very much aware of the blush that had crept onto his face.

LATER THAT NIGHT

It was late. You were in Kenma’s living room, and the host of the evening was fast asleep on the couch, leaving just you and Kuroo sitting on the floor in front of the couch watching a movie.

Of course, you were only half paying attention to the movie. The other half of your brain was preoccupied with how close Kuroo was to you, something that never seemed to matter until now. Your arms were nearly touching, to the point where every once in a while his arm hair tickled you. He was giving off heat like a radiator, so much so that you discarded your blanket long ago. Was he this close when the movie started, or did you gradually gravitate toward each other like magnets?

You moved ever so slightly to relieve your aching tailbone, and your arm bumped against his.

“Sorry,” you mumbled. He waved it off.

Despite the movie, the silence between the two of you felt deafening. You had never felt awkward around Kuroo before, so why now? Was it because he was so nervous to answer Kenma’s question earlier? Was it because he insinuated that he had feelings for you? Or was it all just part of the game?

You felt his gaze on you, so you turned to look at him. Your faces were mere inches away, close enough to feel his breath wisp across your face. It smelled like the pink Starbursts he had munched on earlier, refusing to eat any other flavor.

“What?” you whispered.

His eyes briefly flickered down to your lips and back. “Nothing.”

“It’s clearly not ‘nothing,’” you said, your stomach turning over and over and over. He said nothing for almost a full minute.

“I just…I hadn’t thought about it like that. About you like that.”

“Oh,” you breathed. “And now?”

“Now, I can’t stop.”

You stared into those familiar hazel eyes, and time seemed to slow down. Neither of you moved even an inch for fear of losing the moment. You felt suspended in midair, as if you were floating and falling at the same time. Everything you thought you knew was collapsing in on itself, but something new was being rebuilt from the rubble. Something beautiful and familiar and utterly terrifying.

“Would you guys just kiss already?” Kenma mumbled from behind you.

You both jolted and, realizing how close you were, quickly scooted apart. The spell was broken, and now you just felt flustered and embarrassed.

“Oh hell no, I’m not letting him ruin this.” Kuroo leaned back toward you and, in one swift motion, cupped your face in his hands and pressed his lips to yours. And it was perfect.

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notes/warnings: maybe a bit angsty but it'll all pan out in the end!

you sit in the stands, shoved next to yachi. the stadium roars at every point scored for your team. its a close game for almost the whole time, and the two of you sit on the edges of your seats.

in the end of the second game, it’s 24-24, a complete tie. the final point of the game. with a quick set from kageyama, you watch shoyo fly into the air, and spike the ball down, pounding into the gym floor. the arena goes silent for a second, before exploding into cheers. his teammates surround him, ruffling his orange hair, and smacking his back, thanking him for his point. the whole time, his eyes stay on you in the stands.

“he wants you.” yachi shouts over the noise.

“thats enough!” you feel your face grow hot, and throw out a wave to shoyo. he waves back grinning, and shoots you a thumbs up.

you watch the players file into the locker room, and you and yachi start to leave. as soon as you get out the door, you get a text from shoyo.

you wave goodbye to yachi, and head around the building to the back. just as you reach for the door handle, the door swings open, just barely missing your face. behind it stands koutaro, and behind him stands toru. ”YN!” your name is cheered by both. koutaro smothers you in a sweaty hug.

“congrats on the big win!” you say as you struggle to escape his arms.

“couldn’t have done it without you!” koutaro exclaims.

“where are you headed?” toru asks, a suspicious look on his face.

“i’m waiting for shoyo.” you say, poking him in the side.

“oh, we’ll leave you to it then!” shouts koutaro, as he drags toru out of the way.

shortly after those two leave, shoyo exits the locker room, freshly showered with his volleyball bag in hand. as soon as he sees you his eyes widen, and you are scooped up into a hug.

“y/n! im so glad you came!” he says, pulling away from you.

“i am too! that last point was incredible, i had no idea you could jump so high!”

he laughs, “lets go get that ice cream!”

the two of you walk out, faces illuminated by the city lights. your hands bump against each others as you walk, until eventually you find the ice cream shop. you both pick out your flavors, taking them to a nearby park to eat. as you sit, conversation is filled by talking about the game, the play, and anything else that comes to mind.

as you finish your dessert, a lull in conversation occurs. shoyo looks at you for a moment. you look at him. you watch his eyes flicker to your lips, only for a split second.

“can i ki-” he starts, but then your lips are crashing onto his, and his hand is brushing your hair behind you ear. he tastes like the strawberry ice cream he was just eating, and when you pull away you feel a little embarrassed.

“sorry.” you mutter out, looking at your shoes.

“don’t be. that was great.” he says.

“i should get home.” you say, standing up abruptly.

“let me walk you?”

“no, it’s okay-”

“are you sure?” he asks as you finally look at him. his eyes look confused and maybe a little hurt, “are you okay?”

“i shouldn’t have done that, i’m sorry shoyo, that was crazy unprofessional of me, and im supposed to be a good director, and that was not sma-” he cuts you off by kissing you again. once you pull away he speaks. ”sorry, that probably didn’t make it any better. i just, really like you.” he says, eye contact not faltering.

“i really like you too shoyo, its just-”

“the play, i know.”

the two of you stand in silence for a moment.

“i’m sorry.” you say.

“just let me walk you home.” he says. this is the most solemn you’ve ever seen him.

“okay.”

the walk back is silent. there is no bumping of hands. he keeps his hands in his pockets the entire time, eyes on the ground in front of him. once you get to your door, you both stand there for a second.

“can we, i dunno, pick this up after the play?” he asks, finally looking at you.

“i’d like that.” you say. ”okay.” its silent for another second, “could i kiss you one more-”

you grab his face and pull him in for one more kiss, before opening your door and going inside your apartment. you give him a weak smile and a nod before closing the door.

a/n: act one done! don't worry act two will come soon, just gonna take a little break!

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*Through tears* hEY BESTIE GUESS WHO WATCHED THE MOVIE AGAIN (pt. 2)

AKA the post where I have a LOT of KuroKen screenshots...

Yep I'm back again. What's good, y'all. I'LL JUMP RIGHT INTO IT SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO WAIT WOO.

I love that we get to see into Kenma’s imagination a little bit. We got to see it a bit when we had the Nekoma-focused episodes back in season 4 too, and I like seeing how his brain works. The whole “seeing the world through the lens of a video game” is so interesting and visually it’s delightful

LOOK AT MY LITTLE GUY SMACKING FINGER TIPS AND SCORING POINTS

Hinata is back on his bullshit with his receives

ONE OF HINATA’S JANKY RECEIVES JUST WON US THE SET LET’S GO BABY

Nishinoya rushing in with the tackle-hug and hair ruffle is just. AGH. HEART SOARING

“He’s out of control, man! What’s the deal?” “I don’t think anyone knows.” Let neither of you ever change because that was a top tier interaction

Me looking at Kuroo as he’s talking about weights and maximum gains and shit: NERD!

He looks so proud of himself too. I still don’t know what the fuck he was yapping about and clearly Yaku doesn’t either

KAI TAPPING KUROO’S SHOULDER TO GET KUROO’S ATTENTION SO HE CAN HYPE UP YAMAMOTO. WHY WAS THAT SO CUTE. KAI STOP

Kuroo is so good at being a captain and cheering people up and keeping them in line TRULY HUSBAND MATERIAL

MORE BABY KUROKEN WOOOOO

They’re so precious to me STOP IT-

“I was doomed the second I fell for his flattery.” AND THESE CUTE LITTLE EXPRESSIONS ON BOTH OF THEM??!??? LITTLE BABY CRUSHES

Out of context this looks like a child trying to confess to his crush

KUROO’S LITTLE BOUNCE WHEN HE DID A GOOD RECEIVE AND GOT PRAISED FOR IT. THIS BABY IS SO CUTE

THE MOST PRECIOUS BABY BOYS

THEY’RE SO FUCKING CUTE AND ITTY BITTY I CANNOT COPE

Me, cooing at my screen: they so SMOL

Maybe this is just me, but I feel like Kenma was a lot more like. Expressive when he was a kid. He makes these faces sometimes but a lot of the time he’s kind of neutral and you don’t know what he’s thinking

Kuroo knew Kenma so well even when they were kids and it makes me want to bash my head against a wall (in a good way)

They make me believe in romance, actually. And also I fully support the theory that Kuroo is just gorgeous in this movie because we’re seeing him through Kenma’s eyes

Friendship or romance, Kuroo and Kenma have a very special place in my heart

NEKOMA IS SO CHAOTIC SOMETIMES LOOK AT LEV DOING PUSH-UPS WITH YAKU ON HIS BACK. I’M SORRY DID YOU MEAN YAKULEV. ALSO WHAT THE HELL IS FUKUNAGA LOOKING AT. HE’S LIKE YOUR CAT WHO RANDOMLY STARES AT A DARK CORNER

Listen I know it could be a height thing, but based on others, it’s so cute how Kuroo has his hand up higher, more around Kenma’s shoulders than against his back

I LOVE THESE BOYS I’M PUNCHING THE WALL OVER THEM. Also Kuroo fully has his hand around Kenma’s shoulder

Nekoma having fun and Karasuno also wanting to have fun so they also scream

Can’t recall if it’s on Instagram or tumblr but there’s a piece of fanart that I saw where it’s Kuroo and Daichi’s faces as they point at each other, and I guess this is the shot that it came from

Yaku and Nishinoya fr fangirl over each other

They’re all inspiring and learning from each other so much and that just gets me. They’re rivals, yes, but they’re also friends. And it’s so fucking sad that they only get to play each other like this once

“These rallies are going on too long, Tsukki. Don’t try so hard!” “You want this to be over sooner, huh? Why don’t you stop trying?” STOP MAKING ME UNDERSTAND WHY PEOPLE SHIP YOU TWO

“I wasn’t wrong about you.” No, Kuroo, you were not

KUROO’S HYENA LAUGH GOD BLESS

Look at Tsukki having fun!

Tsukishima Kei you will always be special to me

FORGOT KENMA ALMOST GOT HIT IN THE FACE

KENMA IS WORKING SO HARD AND THAT’S SO COOL AND GOOD AND JUST. GOD I LOVE WATCHING THESE TWO TEAMS PLAY EACH OTHER

Ah yes, Kenma, I, too, play with my friends with knives

Oooh! That was another underhand serve! I didn’t notice that the first time I watched either! I think Tamahiko and that one guy from the first nationals team are the only two players I’ve seen serve underhanded

BEATING. MY. HEAD. AGAINST. THE. WALL.

Reaction image to when Hinata does a feint. Tag yourself I’m Kageyama

KENMA TRIED SO DAMN HARD TO GET THAT BALL. THAT RALLY WAS FUCKING WICKED. KENMA’S SCREAM HOLY SHIT

GUYS I THINK HE’S DEAD

Concerned bf mode activated

Nah but if you look at Kuroo's face real close, you can see he's pretty worried about Kenma. Which, you know. Makes sense. Kenma is face down on the volleyball court so that probably doesn't mean good things

Oh my darling

Even back when it was my first time truly interacting with Haikyuu, I got emotional when Kenma said that the game was fun. And now that I have all this context and attachment to him, oh it hits different. Kozume Kenma you will always be special to me

KUROO’S HEARTY LAUGHTER YOU WILL ALWAYS BE THE THING THAT FIRST MADE ME LOVE YOU

The sentimental music is going to make me cry. God, it’s going to make me cry

KUROO STOP LOOKING AT HIM LIKE THAT IF YOU AREN’T IN LOVE WITH HIM

FUKUNAGA YOU’RE SO PRECIOUS AND YOU MADE KENMA LAUGH PLEASE

Me in the middle of watching the movie: I know we’re almost at the end of the match and I have to keep watching because I need to finish the movie tonight but fucking hell it’s making my emotions all EMOTIONAL

Yachi Hitoka you are a gift to this world

OOH IT’S ONE OF THE MOST STUNNING SEQUENCES IN THE MOVIE. I LOVE THE DIRECTLY FROM KENMA’S POV SHOTS

Lev colliding with Kenma and immediately checking on him, but Kenma brushing it off in favor of Lev watching the ball is so…UGH EMOTIONS

And Kenma being brought back to that summer training camp in that last moment

And when the ball slips, my heart kind of breaks. He really fought until the very end

THEIR FACES WHEN THE BALL SLIPS PLEASE SOMEONE HOLD ME

Hinata being so into the game that he doesn’t even realize they’ve won. Immediately being ready to go again. Oh, these boys. These boys

Kuroo just falling over. Yeah, that checks out Like, okay, drama queen (/j)

And then he immediately goes to check on Kenma

Need to point out two things: 1. Half of Karasuno looks like they just lost too. And 2. Kai checking on Fukunaga I AM GOING TO BE SICK

OKAY SO I STILL HAVE TOO MANY SCREENSHOTS I'LL POST THE LAST BIT LASTER I PROMISE

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okay so while i work on chapter 2 (I'm so sorry its late I'm a highschool senior with 4 ap classes, 2 gifted classes, and insomnia. I'm trying my best i swear) I'm going to give out some content and stuff like things to expect in the fic

this is friendships/relationships that will kage will experience with small explanations :D (these are out of order)

lev & kage - ok so I plan on having miwa and alisa get together so i find it funny if they were awkward but lev immediately attaches to kage and they're like brothers

akaashi & kage & kenma - ok so they're all introverted and i know kenma and akaashi are cool but like i can see akaashi realize kage is mean or angry just really awkward and weird at times so he recommends him to join his and kenma's game nights and one Minecraft world later they're all attached at the hip

atsumu & osamu & kage - originally i think atsu and kage have a rivalry and mutual respect for each other until atsu realizes samu and kage are good friends (bc kage is always eating samu's curry rice balls, he has become samu unofficial food tester lol) and atsu is obvi trying to be the better twin so they end up getting closer at setters like a more equal standing unlike oikawa & kage or suag & kage who were mentors (in a way looking at you sideways oikawa bc your teaching methods were ... interesting [don't misintterupt this i love oikawa])

ushijima & kage - ok so they're both autistic, you'd have to rip that headcannon out my dead cold hands, and i can see ushijima watching kage and realizing 'oh he is like me' and they just connect like bluetooth

kyotani & kage - i actually love them bc they're both similar to me (i also find oikawa and kyotani's relationship interesting as he is in personality and raw talent and skill similar to kage and ik oikawa felt threatened cb kage was a setter but him moving along with you after the kitagawa incident is very interesting tbh) anyways i imagine they'd accidently connect like at the same gym and bond by shitting on oikawa (i imagine he'd want to hit some of kage's kingly tosses too)

yachi & kage - wlw & mlm solidarity, i love them sm, yachi realizing after seeing kage awkwardly attempt to pet a cat that he is really cute but in a sibling or little kid way so she can no longer find him scary but gets protective and explains social situations for him when he doesn't understand

coach ukai & kage - i imagine while coach takeda was hinata's coach, coach ukai was kage's bc he was blunt in a way kage understood and no extra words for needed, plus i like to think they were both very honest which each other so if ukai said kage was messing up he'd be upset but believe him and take a break

kage & tsuki - so i stand by the fact kage is smart but in odd strangely specific ways like physics but not general science and math and tsuki finds out and loses his shit bc kage is lowkey better than him but doesn't do anything with this, this kinda begins their actual friendship tho bc kage gets to talk about physics (esp astrophysic his favorite bc his dad's job [a personal headcannon])

kogane & kage - kogane worshipping the ground kage walks on bc he is such a good setter and kage trying to help teach kogane but he isn't good with words but despite this kogane understands him somehow!?

kuroo & kage - i think kuroo would recognize kage as someone similar to kenma but not only that but as hinata's best friend and as kenma's best friend who is friends with hinata he'd do some mental math to become kage's friend. plus i think he'd (like tsuki) recognize kage is dumb, but smart in different ways and try to draw it out of him (he also finds it funny to adopt/befriend all the karasuno first years [he has plans for yachi & yama])

tendou & kage - took one look and thought him and ushijima are of the same breed so he could befriend him (probably) but other than that i think tendou being seen as scary or freakish, even being referred to as a monster could relate to kage and his king od the court incident so maybe they'd bond through that

ok that is all i can think of rn and if a friendship isn't on here it's because it probably something I'm already going to do. this list was mostly headcannon or me taking a small relationship, blowing it up, then putting it under a microscope for personal enjoyment

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