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[tunyeta]

Dad! Korai Hoshiumi HCs Post-time skip!

Notes: fluff, you are the mom, hoshiumi's mom appears here, mostly if he had kids HCs, sometimes plural for kids i couldnt word it properly LMFAO, + little self-indulgence for myself. I ALSO DO HC REQUESTS FOR KORAI GUYS (rq some pls)

Dad! Korai Hoshiumi, Mom! Reader, and kids!

☆ Each kid of his is like a splitting image of him ESPECIALLY if it's sets of twins or triplets. (basically, imagine him as a kid but there are several of them)

☆ Korai would definitely be a girl-dad if he had a daughter, and would be there at every event she's in. Ballet performance? on time. Honor ceremony? Right there. Graduation? Tears in his eyes as he watches his daughter walk on stage. Would literally buy the kid anything she wanted if she asked nicely, he can't say no to his precious princess even if you scold him;

☆ now if he had a son he would definitely let him try everything to find his interest, anything is good to Korai as long as his kid is passionate about it! Pretty much the same if he had a daughter.

☆ He would set his social media profile picture to his kids and you posing silly.

☆ He has a picture of his kids in his wallet for good luck for his games.

☆ Tucks his kid in bed and tells them all about what happened in VNL in such an exaggerated way:

"And then I went BAAM! And the ball flew to their court!"

"Wow Dad!! Did you guys win??"

" 'Course peepling! Dad won just for you!"

☆ Would always Facetime with you guys whenever he's away.

☆ Korai would kiss you guys on the forehead goodnight.

☆ His heart throbs a bit whenever his kid says 'I love you Dad.' he just mutters back I love you too as he shuts the door;

☆ He tells you about it, feeling like the number one Dad in the world!

☆ In crowded places, Korai would carry his kid on his shoulders so they wouldn't get lost.

☆ Would teach his kids volleyball to pass some time in the morning, he encourages them all the time, and if his kids don't feel like they are doing their best he always recalls what his mother taught him early on to motivate them.

☆ Whenever you guys would go to the mall, they would always eat ice cream together at a random shop. Going home with bags of Kappa Ebisen and other snacks to munch on.

☆ Father's Day would make Korai sobs tears NO MATTER WHAT!! Breakfast in bed cooked by his kid even if it's kinda burnt?!? Eats it like it's his last meal. Badly drawn picture of him and his family??! Hangs it up with a magnet on the fridge. He's so grateful for his family. (yells!!)

☆ Korai's mom would dote on his kid like crazy whenever they visited their home. Asa nags Korai to visit more often, and whenever they do it goes like this:

"Come here sweetie, I have something to give you..."

*Hands her grandkid a 10,000 yen bill*

"Don't tell your dad I gave this to you, okay? Visit soon!"

☆ I feel like Asa would pass down childhood items of Korai to the kid, like his pajamas, stuffed toys, and the volleyball he bought as a child to practice.

@tunyeta — 2024 ✧

[riminiscensce]

FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS

CHARACTERS … akaashi keiji , bokuto kotaro , hoshiumi korai , kozume kenma

SYNOPSIS ... their crush (you) made them friendship bracelets!

NOTES ... OHHH WRITING FOR HAIKYUU I MISS IT!!! (srry i'm half asleep relying on a nutella sandwich to keep me awake) sry im a bit chaotic rn

CONTENTS ... fluff , gender neutral reader

AKAASHI KEIJI

he finds it adorable, he isn’t usually surrounded by people who do something so silly and simple such as making beady bracelets for their friends. it’s such a pure thought to him and he finds that it fits you really well.

he wears it, of course. not everywhere and everytime (he’s not that obsessed not yet), but usually he pretends that it’s some sort of lucky charm to get him through the day, especially on tough ones.

occasionally, he wears it during plays. not every time. he’s afraid he might break it, and he doesn’t have the heart to break the news to you and maybe ask you for a new one. but luckily, keiji is the perfect guy for keeping fragile things safe.

but he’s also the type of guy to do something in return for someone who he sees in a far different light. so when he comes face to face with the bracelet corner of an art supply store, he starts remembering what you like.

didn’t you mention you liked this shade of color before? he’s sure you did.

do you prefer see through beads or sturdy ones?

would you get annoyed if there were too much dangling from it?

keiji is the type of guy to only get things that are needed, but that didn’t apply when he found himself buying a bit too much for making a bracelet. for you. but it’s for you so whatever.

the following day was when he planned on giving the bracelets to you. plural because he made one too many. (he wasn’t sure which ones you would like so he researched different types of design patterns so that they all wouldn’t look undistinguishable)

“eh?”

“I wasn’t sure how to properly make one, so I made a couple just in case you wouldn’t like some of it.”

“you kidding?” he mentioned how he wasn’t used to making bracelets, but the patterns and effort put into making these ones were just so advanced.

“I wanted to return the favor.” he flicked his wrist up, showing the friendship bracelet that you had made him a couple days ago, still perfectly intact. “say… making these is relaxing, could you teach me a couple patterns?”

“what?! no— how about you teach me how you did this!”

works for him either way.

BOKUTO KOTARO

he gets excited ofc, but he doesn’t really know what it means. but who cares right? his crush just gave him something, it doesn’t matter what it means! he’s just a simple-minded happy guy who gets happy at simple things!

when kotaro heard that you made the bracelet just for him, he’s over the moon. I mean— who else gets hand-made gifts from their crush? not a lot! he feels like he had just struck a gold pot with such a simple gift.

he wears it everywhere. during a game, practice, sleeping, showering, anything kotaro does on a daily basis—but there are people like akaashi or konoha who warns him that the bracelet is still breakable, especially for someone as chaotic as him, the nylon band wouldn’t hold for long if he kept smacking those volleyballs with such strength.

unsurprisingly, it happens during a match. just when kotaro had just hit a line shot, he feels like he’s on a roll. but when he landed back on the ground, the sound of the volleyball hitting the ground wasn’t the only thing heard, nor were the murmurs of the players on both sides.

tiny resin beads fell onto the wooden floor, then silence and dread soon followed kotaro.

the team had to clean the beads up to avoid injury, despite the ace wanting to pick them up and fix it right that instant— he can’t he has to finish the match

of course, this gets kotaro into a bitter taste, missing all his shots, his spikes were clunky, and his serves were ordinary, sometimes even missing.

they still won in the end, then kotaro could finally express his frustrations, not for his lack of play in the game but for the remaining pieces of the hard work you had put into giving him.

you eventually find out about this (through the immense begging of the team to have you confront a shameful kotaro since he himself feels too bad to actually tell you)

“I-I’m so sorry!” the ace acts in a way that felt like he had just done something to betray you (he didn’t but he feels really ashamed)

“kotaro it’s okay really, it—“

“but you worked so hard to make it! you know? like getting those annoying beads through the string and— and those… I really like the designs you did.” It didn’t take long before he started sobbing like a toddler who just had his favorite toy broken.

“really?” despite his playful sobs, you can’t help but chuckle and feel so warm that kotaro felt this way about something you made for him. “if that’s the case, why don’t we make some together? i’ll be sure to make them extra sturdy so they can withstand your amazing spikes!”

“really?!” he switched up so fast just by the thought of spending time with you.

HOSHIUMI KORAI

this guy… he has a lot of pride and unmeasurable ego. you really think he’d accept some silly little bracelets that someone made him that makes him look even more like a child?! of course not!

though in this case, you aren’t exactly just someone hehe. anyone who tried to put something silly on korai would be met with a pissed off expression and some degrading words— but when you fished him out of practice to show him some bracelets, he was confused.

“what are these?” korai knows what those are, he was more-so asking why are you giving it to him.

“friendship bracelets. I made them, aren’t they cute? I made these two for you, see?” he eyed the dangling set of beads that perfectly matched his colors: white, blue, black— one had his jersey number in the center while the other had his first name ‘korai’.

you made these for him? him specifically?

he loves it. but of course. his way of displaying it is just questionable.

“hah?! you really made these silly things for someone like me?!” (translation: i can’t believe you thought of me to the point of making me hand-made things, you’re so precious I don’t deserve you)

“yeah? don’t you like it?”

“well…” yes he does, it sort of pained him when he heard your question filled with sudden regret. “you know, if I receive, my wrists won’t be a stable surface for the ball if I wear that.” (translation: i love it, i’m scared if I might break it while receiving for spiking though, but I also want to wear it all the time so i’m kind of conflicted)

“oh… okay then.” korai flinched when you started to turn away with the bracelets in hand.

but before you could, his hand grabbed your wrists in a typical shojo manga fashion and dragged you closer to him (sorry I just finished rewatching kimi ni todoke)

“i’ll take both.”

when korai returned to practice, both his wrists were dangled with blue-white bracelets, displaying them as if they were hard-earned trophies (they are to him)

he doesn’t make it obvious but he flexes his new bands, to his teammates, classmates, opponents— even to the reporters and viewers. not you though. that’ll be a different story.

but he slips a bit when a reporter approaches him after a victory in the nationals.

“my receives weren’t even in their perfect shape, I bet other players can’t even pull off what I did with something like bracelets on—hah I bet they can’t even get a hand-made gift from someone special like I did—“

“korai-kun, you do know they could be watching right.” his teammate right then and there waved at the camera and called out your name with a “hi!” through the screen.

“h-hirugami— argh! forget it! i don’t want to continue!”

it wasn’t after that day when he received a message from you. “someone special?”

KOZUME KENMA

he was confused. what was he supposed to do with them?

“you wear them? duh.”

“yeah but…”

it was cute. the bracelet and the gesture. but wouldn’t it be too… attractive? wouldn’t other people question him on why he’s wearing something like that around his wrists?

“it’s okay if you don’t wear it, just keep it somewhere.”

only when you left did kenma slip the beady bracelet around his wrist. he shook his arm, ensuring it wouldn’t fall off easily and that it didn’t make much noise.

it felt normal. it wasn’t annoying nor did it get too suffocating, it was just right. it wouldn’t cause much distraction for him.

oh but it did though. just like how much you had occupied his thoughts, so did this bracelet you made for him. every time he was holding his controller, he would be reminded of you because he saw what was around his wrist, which causes him to lose focus on the game and eventually get defeated.

and when setting the ball, his hands are always in view, meaning he could see some of the see through beads glistening from the ceiling lights when he was about to toss the ball, leading him to be distracted and lose focus, completely missing the ball as it lands on his face and onto the floor.

“what’s up with you?”

“nothing, the lights were blinding.”

“maybe your eyes are damaged after playing those video games at night with max brightness.”

“kuroo i’m fine.”

“really?” the captain then points to his wrist, “that bracelet sure does look fine as well.”

before kuroo could get a hand on the beads, kenma snatched his hand away before heading to the bathroom.

he couldn’t ignore the grinning face of his friend as much as he couldn’t ignore the thought of you for as long as he wore this bracelet.

and so he doesn’t.

when you watch him play against some school for a tournament, expectedly, your hand-made gift wasn’t around his wrist.

you expected it, but somehow it felt a bit disappointing.

“what’s wrong?” it was already class, and as usual kenma noticed something wrong about your sudden gloominess.

“nothing.”

“hm.” was all he said before continuing spamming buttons on his switch, you really wanted to ask him.

did he not like it? maybe it was a bit too silly? too out of character for him? you thought that maybe it would hurt his ego (you’re pretty sure he doesn’t have one but more of “image”)

“hey…“ you stopped when you saw a glimpse— just a glimpse of something dangling around his wrist. it was hidden, really well-hidden through his sleeves.

“yeah?”

“oh, nothing.”

“you’ve been saying that a lot.”

“what? not like you don’t say it a lot too.”

“i don’t.”

“yeah? what’s that thing around your wrist?”

“nothing.”

rimi's notes ...

sorry if it feels ehh yk? haven't wrote for hq in like years (i think) i kinda miss it was also supposed to include noya suna and tsukishima but figured it was getting a bit too long eh next time ig (planned to also do this for other fandoms as well) ALSO IDK HOW TO MAKE A MASTERLIST (sidenote: korai is a cutie patootie he deserves more fics here) hearts / reblogs / follows are very much appreciated ★

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being their pregnant partner

Featuring Hinata, Kageyama and

Hoshiumi

Hinata Shoyo x Pregnant Reader; Kageyama Tobio x Pregnant Reader; Hoshiumi Korai x Pregnant Reader

Warnings: Fluff

AN: I guess I’m continuing this series 😌

Hinata

“Babe I’m home!” Hinata called throughout your beach house. Moving to the beach was something he’d always wanted to do and moving back to Brazil provided him with the opportunity.

“Oh great, can you help me get my back?” You asked, appearing from behind the door, swimsuit on and sunscreen in hand.

“Uhh babe what are you planning to do? Go swimming?” Hinata questioned, taking the sunscreen from your hands and rubbing it in your back as you continued to rub it into your growing belly.

“Nope, I was thinking we could play some volleyball! It’s been so long and I know you are just aching to get back on the sand babe,” you confessed as your husband stared blankly at you.

“Umm sweetie, I’d love to play volleyball with you but umm, can you even play in your condition?” He questioned, ripping off his shirt and preparing to head to the beach.

You giggled, “well actually I was thinking more like you play volleyball and I lay on the beach. How does that sound?”

Hinata smiled before kissing your forehead and grabbing your hand, practically dragging you the beach.

Kageyama

“YN what the hell are you doing??” Kageyama shouted, quickly running to grab the ladder that held a very pregnant you on it.

“Tobio what is wrong with you? I’m just changing a lightbulb. It’s not like there’s a fire, calm down!” You scolded, climbing carefully down the ladder as Kageyama tried desperately not to get angry.

“I told you I would change it tonight Yn, why couldn’t you just wait?” He asked calmly as you glared at him.

“Well for your information, I was trying to be a good spouse and help you out. I figured you’d be tired and I didn’t think you’d freak out because I used a ladder one stinking time Tobio!”

Kageyama sighed. He knew you were only trying to help but how could he get it through your mind that he only wanted you to be safe and not get hurt.

“I appreciate it Yn but please wait for me next time ok? You’re really pregnant right now and the last thing I want is for your or our baby to get hurt ok?”

You nodded, admitting the stubborn man in front of you was correct.

“Ok fine but I still get to climb the ladder and you hold it!”

Kageyama laughed, “deal!”

Hoshiumi

“Mmm something smells amazing babe!” Hoshiumi declared as he walked into the kitchen, noticing pots and pans askew aa you hurried around cooking.

“Hey love! Just thought I’d make something special for the most amazing husband and father to be ever,” you grinned as Hoshiumi smiled, kissing your cheek and rubbing your pregnant belly.

As he sat down to eat he realized that this wasn’t an ordinary meal, nope. This meal contained his favorite plum flavored snack crackers. He stared at the crackers and back to you, his eyes now narrowing.

“Ok what did ya do?” Hoshiumi asked as you stood there, a fake look of stunned offense in your face as you ignored your husbands questions.

“What do you mean? Can’t I make a meal for my favorite husband ever?” You questioned as Hoshiumi remained skeptical.

“Well I guess, it’s just that the last time you did this, you told me you were pregnant so obviously I’m a bit nervous Yn.”

You waved your husband off, “well I can’t possibly be pregnant again if I’m already pregnant can I?”

“I guess not,” Hoshiumi responded, resigning himself to finally enjoying the food you’d prepared.

“I mean it’s not like I bought a super expensive baby stroller that you told me I shouldn’t buy but I ignored you anyways,” you smiled as Hoshiumi glared at you, food halfway to his mouth.

“See I knew you couldn’t be trusted!”

[clawsdevour]

want to know all of you

wc: 1.9k content warning: hinted established relationship, smut, insecure reader x hoshiumi, creampie, oral w!receiving, not proofread

ㅤ۫ㅤ⠀⠀ ◌ 𓈒

“..Do you really want to do this?” huffing through Hoshiumi’s heavy pants that lingered trickles of hot air in the crook of your neck.

His wet sloppy kisses remaining on the surface of your skin, reflecting in the moonlight illuminating through the curtains. His murky light eyes gazing at you in desire, cheeks dusted with a slight pink hue.

His heavy body hovering just slightly above you, your hands wrapped his thick and toned neck. Swallowing hard, you nod sheepishly. You’ve been dating Hoshiumi Korai for a while, his cute gestures of love always wow you in a way you felt like you needed to reward him at certain times. Sometimes you found yourself wanting more than just a frisky make out session, but you’ve never fiddled around with him like this before.

“Of course I do if it’s with you, Korai” pulling him away from your neck for just a second, exchanging a deep sensible glance to show you meant what you said. Completely breathless, his timid vulnerable self showing up on his face as he subtly bit down on his lower lip from excitement.

Nuzzling his nose back into your warm neck, you feel him mouth the words, ‘I love you so much,’ before sucking on your skin, leaving behind his bright red mark. His lips continue smooching your ticklish neck, gradually moving lower to your defined collarbone. The foreign sensation on your bare heated skin due to his tongue made you squirm under his touch.

“You smell so good babe,” pressing the tip of his nose onto you, half lidded light eyes peering up to sneak a quick glance at your flustered facial expressions to savor the moment.

A hand worked its way up under your thin tank top, pulling the hem of the fabric up with it. Shuddering at the cool air combined with his hot palms that rubbed against the sides of your torso to calm you. The feeling of embarrassment started to creep up the further his hands dragged your top up, exposing your bright pink bra that you wore before heading over to his house.

“Oh- ignore this.. I kinda just threw it on,” you spurted out, trying to cover your bra that his eyes couldn’t take off. 

“Ignore what? I think it looks cute on you..!” Hoshiumi intimately said full of genuineness, his hands just slightly above yours. 

Accepting his true words, your back is just slightly a few inches above the mattress. His fingers helping you unhook the back of your bra, thoughts full of negativity imagining what he’d think about your body. You slowly drop your undergarment, showing him the valley of your breasts. Rosy nipples freshly perked up from being released.

His eyes slightly widened as this was the first time seeing you without anything covering the chest he loves to dive head first into so much. Groping a breast in one hand, fiddling with your tiny but hard nub that sent waves of stimulating pleasure. Your other nipple being caressed by his hot and wet tongue that latched itself onto you the moment he saw it. Flicking the organ till it’s at its full hardness, sparking further arousal that made you rub your thighs together under him. 

His mouth moved further down like before. His slow and sensual marks were scorching hot and sloppy this time, as if he was branding the surface of your skin with his slightly swollen lips. The more he lowered himself on your body, the more ticklish it got as you tried to suppress your moans.

“You can moan.. Makes me know how good I make you feel” fixing his eyes on you once more when realizing why you were so discrete. Having your hands clasped over your mouth, you nod, inching them away from your face and onto the bed sheets.

Carrying on, Hoshiumi lifts himself up from your heat emitting body for a moment. Taking off his shirt, you see his muscular figure flicker around in the ambient light as he shuffled in front of you. Watching him gather by your legs, Hoshiumi’s trailing off your shorts by the sides of your waist band, lifting your legs to help him.

Left in nothing but your mismatched panties, you can’t help but feel a bit more humiliated than you were earlier. Not to mention, him still being clothed as he stripped you down article by article of clothing. The last thing to take off was your slightly damp panties. Sliding them off of you, you shut your legs tight together to try and not reveal your bare cunt.

“Do you need a break babe?” Hoshiumi questions in concern seeing how you’re suddenly reacting.

“No.. it’s just, a bit embarrassing to be seen naked. Especially since it’s our first time doing it together.. Y’know?” Mumbling under your low breath with your head lowered, trying to avoid contact.

Hoshiumi completely understands where you’re coming from. You both know that this’ll be the first time you guys will do it, but it won’t be the last. 

“I know what you mean.. But, really.. I think you’re the most gorgeous girl I ever laid my eyes on. I want to know all of you, inside and out..” Hoshiumi reassures you with confidence.

“Me too,” groaning whilst getting up from laying on your back, you give him a tight snuggly hug before you gradually took him down with you. 

Arms around his bare shoulders, skin on skin, before letting go followed by a gentle kiss you placed on his slightly puffy lips. Creating distance between your bodies, his hands leisurely start to spread your legs apart without your resistance despite you still being shy. 

Getting on his stomach, staring straight at your already wet pussy. His thumb brushing over your sensitive organ caused you to flinch. His hands grip onto the indentations of your hips before you felt a warm and sluggishly wet peculiar feeling on your clit that makes you subtly gasp. 

Hoshiumi’s eating you out, starting off at a consistently slow pace that has you spiraling the longer he took. Your body’s jolting up with every stroke made by the tip of his tongue as his hands forcibly kept your hips spread and tied down to the bed. His lips placed a few pecks here and there on your inner thighs whenever you started twitching uncontrollably. 

The noises you let out kept him going, not to mention, something growing. With the amount of arousal pooling in the pits of your stomach, the buildup had your breathing all raggedy and inconsistent the more he licked and swirled his tongue on your swollen clit. 

“Wait! I might.. Cum!” you said in between moans, tugging at his short white hair. 

Picking up the pace till you reached your climax, he’s going all out and slurping up all your juices until you came on his tongue. Unleashing your fluids that he drank up, you needed a moment to recover as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

His figure towered over you as you laid. Hoshiumi began to take off his shorts, then his boxers, revealing to you his cock that you’ve thought about since day one. It stood tall in all its glory, a bit of precum leaking from his mushroom tip. 

Before he spoke a word, he was also terribly out of breath to say anything. Fighting for air to access his lungs, a bit too delighted from the pent up erectness, he purred otherwise.

“Are you ready?” he tried to whisper, stroking his cock, base to tip.

Gulping down through inconsistent breaths, you nodded into your pillow.

“Yeah.. I think so,” watching him through the slope of your chest that heaved up and down with each puff you took.

Lining himself up through your folds, the tip of his cock sinking its way through. Fingers wrapped around the back of your knees, his soft kisses making contact with your tender muscles. The size of his girth felt as if it were splitting you open, the feeling starting to show on your face the more he buried himself into you.

“It’s all in. How do you feel?” trying his best not to move as much.

“S’good.. And full” placing your hand on the bottom of your stomach, trying to figure out where his cock went inside you.

Your pussy’s clamping onto him like no tomorrow trying to mold itself to the size of his girth, almost sucking onto him bone dry. Expanding the inside of your sopping cunt that cried out in pleasure, allowing you time to adjust before moving. Hoshiumi’s mind is going crazy with your plush walls pulsating around him.

“..Can I move?” a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead trying to suppress the overwhelming stimulation. 

“Go slow,” allowing him your permission to move, he does so. 

Moving at a turtle’s pace, he pulls back to reveal the glistening sheen later of fluids on his cock just to be shoved right back in. Yelping after the first thrust, holding onto his toned arms as he continued. When your cunt started getting the hang of his consistency, it drooled for more action.

The delicious friction and heat increasing between you two not only drove you two mad, but also aroused more sparks. The insecurity you had dissolved away the more his cock plunged into you. The stimulating pleasure that just so continuously grazes over your bundle of nerves has you moaning for more.

Your stomach fluttered and contracted against his cock that throbbed inside your walls. The sounds started to become inaudible the more you groaned and mumbled the words out of your mind, relieving your pent up sexual desires you’ve been dreaming about run loose. 

The more Hoshiumi picked up the pace, the louder the skin on skin slapping became and mixed in with the moist and squelching noises that increased between your sobs. His gruntings soon became praises, telling you how good you take him, how proud he is of you, and how good you feel inside.

Digging deeper within each thrust, he inches closer towards the nether regions of your stomach. Creating further stimulations, you feel a subtle build up that could be released at any time the more he plunged his cock into you.

At this point, his tip is burning a hot fiery pulse that you could feel throb while he marks your pretty cunt with his imprints. Nearing his release before you, he still continued to satisfy you before he could satisfy himself. Your moans were music to his ears urging him to continue. The visuals of your breasts bouncing up and down with each thrust, he just couldn’t bare with it for any longer.

“Feel so good babe, might just cum inside..” he smickered playfully, seeing your tired expression widen in surprise when his cock twitched.

“Cum in-! Inside me!” feeling that rope tug and snap, you came right before he was about to. Creaming all over his cock, rimming the base of his dick with a milky white froth. 

Totally out of it, until you felt a warm liquid gush into your quivering plush walls. Filling you up with his milky fluids that trickled out of your gaping hole that cried for more. Pulling out, as if taking out a plug that gushed out his essence that mixed with yours.

“You look beautiful like this..” eying the scene of his cum flow out of you.

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[haikyu-mp4]

Something in common

word count; 415 – f!reader

I’ll be at your game tonight! Just me, though. Your dad is out with some of his buddies.

“Shit,” Hoshiumi cursed, sitting in the locker room and getting ready for the next game when he got a text from his mother. He sat down on the bench and crouched over his phone, giving the message a quick thumbs up that would definitely make her annoyed.

“Is there something wrong?” Ushijima asked, him and Kageyama looking at the shorter man curiously.

“I just found out my mom is coming to the game, but my girlfriend is also here and they haven’t met yet,” he grumbled, switching apps to message you.

No time to explain but you’ll probably meet my mom after the game.

You were watching a Schweiden Adlers game for the nth time, decked out in Hoshiumi merch. He’s your boyfriend, after all, it’s only right that everyone knows who you’re there for. When you saw the message from your boyfriend, you took in a sharp breath, but quickly had to focus back on the court as the players came walking out and the cheers roared. You’re meeting his mom for the first time like this? Hoshiumi loved his mom, she needed to approve of you.

Hoshiumi tried not to think of how he had to introduce you to his mom completely unprepared and instead focused on the game at hand. And he did so quite successfully, only taking about two points to get really into it like usual.

So as Hoshiumi scored a point with a particularly impressive spike and flexed his arms to the audience with a cheer, both you and his mother got out of your seats to scream his name. Then you both consequently looked at each other before bursting into soft laughs. There were only about three seats between you, who would have thought?

“Y/n?” she asked with a knowing smile. “I wasn’t sure you would be here.” All she got from her son was a thumbs up, after all.

“That’s me, it’s so nice to meet you,” you said back, cheeks flushing lightly at the unexpected meeting. You ended up asking some people to shuffle over so you could sit together, cheering for the same man who had never smiled brighter than when he saw you two side by side. He couldn’t help but chuckle a little, shaking his head as he realised you were quite similar. What was there not to approve of?

You both love him.

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[noyasmashing]

Nishinoya and Hoshiumi are everything to me and I've seen you write for both! An actual legend among authors!

If you're interested, could I request how they would react to a big spoon reader (separate). This is technically an sfw request but feel free to do whatever you want!

AHHHH your too sweet!! I never see recognition these characters as subs so i love rq for them ☺️☺️

Nishinoya

He'd be absolutely adorable, all shy and bashful as if cuddling with someone was a completely new experience for him. The sensation of your chest against his back would send shivers down his spine, especially if you have curves and aren't wearing a bra. I imagine he'd relish the feeling of being enveloped in warmth and safety, with no worries in the world.

And if you tried to move away? Forget about it. He'd cling to you like a koala, whining and pleading like a little kid just to keep you close. He'd come up with some silly excuse, like claiming he's chilly, just to prolong the cuddle session.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

The soft afternoon sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. Nishinoya lay sprawled across his bed, his breathing slow and steady as he dozed off after a long day of practice. The rhythmic sound of his gentle snores filled the room along with the gentle hum of the heater.

You couldn't help but smile as you watched him sleep. He looked so peaceful, so vulnerable in this moment, completely unaware of your presence. You hesitated for a moment, unsure if you should disturb him, but the urge to be close to him was too strong to resist.

Quietly, you approached the bed and carefully slipped under the covers beside him. With a gentle touch, you spooned him from behind, wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing your chest against his back.

Nishinoya stirred slightly at the sensation, but he didn't wake up. Instead, he unconsciously shifted closer to you, nuzzling his head against your chest as if seeking out your embrace. A soft sigh escaped his lips, and you couldn't help but smile at the adorable sight.

Minutes passed as you laid there, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest against yours.

Eventually, Nishinoya began to stir again, blinking sleepily as he slowly became aware of his surroundings. He tensed slightly at first, surprised by the unexpected warmth at his back, but as he turned to glance over his shoulder, his expression softened into a smile.

"Hey there," you whispered, your voice barely above a murmur.

Nishinoya's smile widened, his eyes sparkling with affection, face flushed. "I like this," he replied, his voice soft and husky from sleep.

Hoshiumi

AHHH this man would be sooo into it. I can imagine him eagerly demand cuddles from you, especially after a grueling day of training.

He knows he’s small, but rather than feeling self-conscious, he embraces it. Spooning is his favorite way to cuddle for a reason, him loving the feeling of being wrapped in your embrace, his smaller frame perfectly fitting against yours.

And falling asleep in your arms? It was his ultimate comfort. Whenever he had a nightmare or simply couldn't find rest, your warmth and protection never failed to lull him into a peaceful slumber.

He would absolutely melt if you gently ran your fingers through his hair, showering him with praise for all the wonderful things he does for you. He'd lean into your touch, basking in the affection, and whine in protest if you ever stopped. All he craves is your attention and admiration!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

You found yourself nestled comfortably between the plush cushions of your couch, the soft glow of the afternoon sun filtering through the curtains. It hadn't been long since Korai settled down to take a nap, but he had already made his way to the living room, unable to resist the urge to be near you.

“mm I want you,” your lover whined, prodding your arms so he could weasel his way into them.

You chuckled at his endearing behavior, shifting your body to accommodate him as you enveloped him in a warm embrace. As you spooned him from behind, you felt his body relax fully into your grasp, a contented sigh escaping his lips.

Using his arms to nudge yours, Korai silently signaled his desire for more affection, prompting you to oblige. You hummed, bringing your hand up to gently stroke his soft hair, your fingertips grazing his scalp with a soothing touch that prompted a purr from him.

"I'm so proud of you, Korai," you murmured softly, your words filled with genuine admiration. You could hear the faintest of whimpers escape him in response, his cheeks flushing at your praise.

The sensation of your fingers running through his hair with such tenderness was almost overwhelming for him, his eyelids growing heavy as he leaned even closer to you, seeking further comfort in your embrace.

[emmyrosee]

What’s up homeslice. I’m here because I’m on a Haikyuu bender and I know you’ve got the sweet sweet hookup.

So hear me out… I am a taller individual(5’8 to be more precise). We see a lot of content out there for ladies of average or shorter stature(I love all you small people out there, don’t you dare think otherwise) so I beseech thee: nishinoya, yaku, hoshiumi, Kenma, atsumu, hell maybe even suna. Any of these wonderful gents just being absolutely infatuated with a tall(ish) s/o.

If you don’t wanna do it, no worries my dude, I can smell what yer steppin in and I respect it, no problemo. Love peace and bacon grease my homie ✌️

Oh HELL YEAH MATE!!!! 5’9 representative 🥳🥳 also I want to eat this prompt for breakfast how could I NOT take it the hell you think this is??

Also as always my pieces are in timeskip but the gifs give me some organization so don’t @ me

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Listen. Nishinoya would be in straight denial that you’d have reciprocated feelings for him because like. You’re you, okay; he worships the ground you walk on, but now knowing that you truly are into it, it increases tenfold.

“This isn’t even cat walking. This is goddess walking. This is queen walking. Here-“ he drops to his knees to give the ground, be it on cement or hardwood at home, a quick playful dust with his hands, shaking his head and relishing in the laugh you let out. “How could I possibly let my queen walk on the filth left behind by me?”

“Truly,” you snicker, and you lean down to meet him halfway for a kiss, which he rises on his haunches to reciprocate. “But I like your mess.”

“I like you,” he mumbles against your lips.

Yaku. My underrated loml. There’s minimal I wouldn’t do for this man. He’s so good to you and confident in himself that flirting with you came easy- turns out that you flirting back was his weakness.

He’s a complete victim of the psychology okay, you’re already taller than him, you already rock your height and are proud of it that you two just click.

And he’s so protective of you, it drives you wild; he knows your comfortable in your height, you far need him for protection, but that’s not the point. If anyone dare say anything about his beautiful lady, be it in any way but respectful, he truly turns into an attack dog, letting you watch in satisfaction as he completely tears apart whoever look at you the wrong way.

There was an incident you had to patch him up after a fight. But the way dazed and adoring eyes looked up at you, smiling a bloody smile and re-splitting his lip that almost makes his rare altercations worth it.

HOSHIUMI!!!! IS!!!! A NEW LOVE OF MINE!!!! CAME OUTTA NOWHERE FOR REAL!!!

And I so love to think he put the moves on you first, just flirting and sending you playful vibes because he’s a short king who’s confident in his height, and god it has you completely whipped.

He’s always so quick to hype you up in very Nishinoya-fashion, and he’s so unapologetic about having you on his arm, that anytime you enter a room, he not only opens the door for you, he steps ahead and yells out a swift “EXCUSE ME EVERYONE! Out of the way, please! Queen coming through!”

The sheer volume does have people parting to let you both come in, your hand laced with his and proud smirk on his face.

There’s very seldom a time that his cheeks aren’t completely painted with stains of tinted lip balms or lipstick, and he wears them like a badge of honor as you bend down to give them.

Woof. Atsumu. What else can I say about my pretty, goofy, dumb blonde?

What else can I say about the way he completely melts when you wear his jerseys, because they fall just slightly against your hips and when you reach up, a sliver of your skin comes out?

What else can I say about the way his eyes never leave you for long, be it when you’re in two day old sweats, or gown he splurged god knows how much on just to see you wear it?

What else can I say about how you rest your head on his shoulders while in line at the market, and he takes selfish inhales of your scent?

God. GOD.

Marking him up with lipstick and glossy marks isn’t foreign, even getting so cocky he merely taps his cheek no matter where you are, for a show offy kiss just to flex your height to everyone watching.

Okay. You know what’s up. Kenma is the og. He’s the number one. I LOVE this man. And he LOVES hyping you up in possessive, hot ways. For eXAMPLE, there’s a picture of you on his Instagram where you’re dawned in heels in preparation for a banquet for his sponsorships, towering over him with your back facing the mirror in your stunning form, and he’s merely smirking back into the camera. It looks chic, it looks smooth, and the caption has his entire fandom in a tizzy: “mom and dad say sit.”

Sure enough, when the comments are filled with suggestive comments and tons of “SORRY MOMMY-“ you scold him for his cheeky post, but secretly love the attention.

One time, you posed as Lady Dimitrescu, towering high over him, and he as Ethan Winters and by the time you woke up the next morning, it quickly rose to his most popular post.

What can he say? He likes being walked like a dog.

*sneezes* Suna’s is a lil dirty so minors pls go away for this part on, but here’s a Suna gif to make up for it

But. BUT-

I just relish in the thought of him not making you lift a finger; treating you like royalty for simply existing.

It’s why he never says anything as he sees you dressing up for sponsor events, instead guiding you to sit down while he fetches the brand new heels that go with the brand new dress he spoils you with. He tugs the seam of his pants up slightly before getting down on one knee and grabbing your foot and slipping the shoe on for you. His hands are gentle, and his lips leave adoring kisses along your knees and calves, tongue laving over your nylon covered flesh feverishly.

It makes you sink your teeth into your lip and tighten your thighs in need.

“You are fucking breathtaking,” he pants, letting his bottom lip draw along the length of your shin.

“I know, baby,” you whisper, matching his tone dominantly.

“You never cease to amaze me; made by the fucking gods, truly.”

“Rintaro-“

“Worship every inch of skin on this body-“

“We’re going to be late,” you snicker, rising to your feet and getting accustomed to the added five inches. He doesn’t move, merely smiling up at you, and you can practically see the invisible tail wagging behind him.

“I could stare at you forever,” he rasps. “I’d pay a sponsor to move his charity event if it meant I could rip this dress off you right now, make you scream my name.”

You giggle easily as he does, finally, get up, looking up at you with a bite of his lip. “If you behave tonight,” you begin, and he lets his eyes glaze over you one more time.

“I’ll let you.”

[liyev]

“baby,” you watch brown eyes blink at notes splayed neatly across your desk turn, blink again, then focus solely on you. “would you love me if i was a worm?”

the expression that appears on kita’s face is one of confusion, and you already have an idea of what (slightly stupefied) query would begin to leave his wondering mind.

“how would you become a worm in the first place, love?” he asks, lips quirking into a line of thought as he assesses your question. “do you need a logical answer or one that stems from fondness?”

“the logical answer first, then the fond one.”

“well..” he sets aside the pen in his hand, shifting in his seat to fully face your curious figure. “i don’t think you would be transformed into a worm with today’s technology or science, so i’m afraid i can’t exactly say anything concrete if i would love, have you been turned into a worm.”

the man’s gaze flickers from your eyes to the minute pout forming on your lips, giving you an adoring smile; his following words shifting to take on a softer, more amused timbre.

“however,” your head perks up, pout immediately replaced by an intrigued part of your lips, “i would love you if i knew it was still you, no matter how you came to be.”

©️ LIYEV 2024 — do not repost/translate/steal/feed my works into ai.

[cottonlemonade]

could I pleeease have a medium affogato with Hoshiumi? for here! you’re amazing!

Morning Routine

request: fluffy morning routine with husband Hoshiumi

Every morning without fail you would feel your husband’s warm lips on your shoulder before his jog. Taking care not to wake you, he’d get dressed in the bathroom and then sneak out but you get up anyway because there is no point in staying in bed when the other side is empty.

And so you get started on your day, making a good breakfast for when he returns (ready to devour the entire contents of your fridge).

The weekends are Korai’s favorites because he can usually persuade you to join him in the shower for a bit after his run.

Feeling refreshed and happy you’d then change into comfortable home clothes and have breakfast together. After moving into your new home you had started a little tradition of (attempting) doing a crossword puzzle together and your husband took great pleasure in it - for about 6 minutes and then just tried to distract you by giving nonsensical answers or kissing you every few seconds until you pushed the paper aside to give him attention.

Throughout the week, especially the morning after a match, he’d be a lot more sluggish. Korai always had a day off after a match and so technically could sleep in, but he woke up when he wanted to cuddle with your perfectly squishable form and following some tapping around on the mattress realized your side was cold. Groaning with disappointment he’d shuffle into the bathroom to find you brushing your teeth or combing your hair and rest his chin sleepily on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around you from behind. You’d take a second to run your fingers through his wild bed head and watch with confused amusement how he, still half asleep, began to apply shaving cream all over his face like a cleanser a moment later.

You’d tuck your toothbrush into the corner of your mouth and take it upon yourself to hold him steady with one hand while the other worked on removing the stubble. Then with a warm washcloth you wiped off the rest of the shaving cream. When you gave him a minty fresh kiss he finally woke up.

a/n: thank you for the request and your kind words! Please enjoy 🌟

[bokutoko]

oomf...,, idk how to request but,, hoshiumi fic,, abt height difference... pleek 🥹? ty

say cheese!

character: korai hoshiumi

word count: 776

warning(s): tall!reader, fluff, summertime (it’s hot)

content: even in the unbearable summer heat, you and hoshiumi are picture-perfect. <3

a/n: hi anon!!! apologies for the late response (i’ve been vacationing before school starts back EW), and thank you for the request (i was at disney for a day so that was my inspiration)! i’ve also actually never written for hoshiumi, so i hope this is to your liking!

Disneyland lied when they said it was the happiest place on earth.

With the heat index at 41°C, you thought you were going to die from heat exhaustion. No matter how much water you drank the day prior, you felt yourself growing fainter by the minute.

“Koraiiiiii,” you whined as you walked through the park to the next ride, “can you buy me a water?”

Hoshiumi cut his eyes up at you, a playful scowl contorting his face. “This is why I told you to bring a water bottle!” He’d been so excited to come visit the park, nothing was going to stop this day—not even your slow death from the heat.

“I did, but could you get me a cold one? Please? I’m dying right now.” You put on your best puppy eyes, your lip jutting out for extra emphasis. He grimaced, trying to stay strong and look away from you.

He then sighed, knowing he lost this fight. With an overly dramatic eye roll, he walked to the nearest stand to buy you a water, grumbling, “I knew we were gonna end up spending $100 on water. I’d much rather buy a lightsaber, but noooo…” Ignoring him, you tried taking a picture of the castle, but your phone didn’t seem to do it justice. You frowned, unhappy with the pics, and quickly deleted all the ones you took.

Upon his return, you smiled at the two water bottles he held. “Thank youuu,” you sang happily with a chaste kiss to his cheek before taking a big swig from your new bottle.

“Yeah, yeah,” he said, his blush blending in with the slight sunburn on his cheeks, “Okay! Now it’s time to go ride—“

“Excuse me?”

You both turned to see a smiling cast member holding a camera, and Hoshiumi let out a quiet, exasperated sigh. He just wanted to ride some of the rides!!!

“I saw you taking a picture of the castle, would you two like a photo together in front of it?”

Your eyes lit up at the idea—you and Hoshiumi didn’t have many pictures together, so you wanted one that was special. Even though you were sweaty and overheated, you agreed, “I would love it!”

After the photographer placed you both in the best angle with the castle perfectly behind, she called, “Say cheese!” On cue, Hoshiumi flashed his winning, slightly crooked, smile that still made you giddy. His confident, yet cheeky, eyes gave him the boyish charm that you adore.

The photographer was pleased with the result, so she then added, “Now a silly one!”

Without thinking about it, you reached your arm over, resting it right on his head, as if using him as an arm rest. You looked to the camera with a shit-eating grin. An immediate half-annoyed, half-amused expression crossed Hoshiumi’s face as he met your eyes, before you both started laughing. You were the only one able to tease him about his height without any repercussions; he knew—coming from you—that it was all in good fun. His only scolds came halfheartedly when he joked, “So rude!” with a gentle push.

When the photographer showed you the photos, you noticed your eyes were closed in the silly picture when it was taken. Before you could ask for another, though, you looked at them one more time.

Upon closer examination, you noticed, unbeknownst to you at that time, how Hoshiumi looked up at you. In one specific picture, he had a cheeky smile that was full of laughter as he gazed up at you. He was taking in all your features, with the thin sheen of sweat that gave you a slight glow. Seeing the hearts in his eyes, you felt a blush creep on your face. You knew that look in his eye, the love radiating from the picture. He didn’t need to say the words, “I love you;” his eyes did it for him.

It was perfect timing—a picture captured of him falling in love with you once again.

“And how exactly can I get these pictures?”

—

Beaming at the new photos in your camera roll, your mind was completely distracted from the heat that prickled at your skin. Maybe Disneyland was the happiest place on Earth…

You were getting ready to post the pictures at the same time as you and Hoshiumi finally reached the line for your favorite ride—it would’ve been his first time riding it!

Until you heard the young attendant snicker and ask, “Ya sure you’re tall enough to ride this, kiddo?”

You just sighed when you heard Hoshiumi’s red-hot, “What did you just say?”

… It was gonna be a long day.

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[tunyeta]

hello! would it be okay to req something where korai and reader split and we get to see his side of the breakup? i think it would be really interesting to see how you'll depict him in an angsty situation! much love!!!!!

Languished in deep

PTS! Korai Hoshiumi x Reader, RQ by: Anon

- WC: 0.6k, oneshot.

Notes: GN! reader, breakup, maybe its kinda OOC BUT I BELIEVE he would do that, korai is WALLOWING, the end is ambiguous/up to reader, I had fun with this one lmao.

The taste of alcohol lingered in Korai’s mouth, it was bitter, sour, harsh; all the words you could think of when drinking anything raw. Still, he didn’t mind how much it stung his tongue, he was muddled in a haze of what once the both of you had been. 

Korai thought it was sickening how he was engrossed in the split between you two, it was only a week. He should be moving on, practicing his spikes, hanging out with his team. But no, instead he’s in a dingy bar, doing shot after shot to blur the image of you; when tears were rolling down your cheek but you never once stammered with your words. You weren’t even the one to initiate it, it was him. He believed that you shouldn’t go to bed with an empty spot, that he was distant whenever he left for his games, and that you deserved someone better than him.

Maybe it was stupid of him to do this.

Deep down, he thinks he was careless or didn’t think this through enough. Regret was already churning in his gut, but what’s done is done. How pathetic Korai would be to crawl back to you when he was the one to call it off. 

As miserable as he was, Korai needed to get back home to his shared— wait no, his apartment now. He paid his tab not even bothering to thank the barkeeper, he left a hefty tip instead.

Aimlessly he struts back to his apartment ever so slightly stumbling and not paying a single mind to whatever passes him. He stares down at his shoes, these were a gift from you when he won his first games in VNL, it wasn’t a basic gift and he knows that; it was poured with thought, Asic’s blue with yellow accents, personalized to fit him perfectly with both his and your initials on it barely hidden on the heel, just as he likes it. It reminded him of his shoes back in high school.

Korai is home, facing the door with utter silence, knowing opening it no one would be inside to greet him.

Fumbling with his keys on the knob, it swings wide and he goes in, crouching down to set his shoes in the nearby rack. He notices that yours was still there unmoved, you left in a hurry he remembers, not bothering to call or text him if you left anything. Every little thing you own that he notices is still there and it leaves a slight pang in his heart— he needs to get a move on.

But.

Korai misses you, but that isn’t a word that could depict him right now. No, he yearns for you.

Yearning for the times when he would be there for you; when he woke up you would be there embracing him, cooking meals that made his stomach growl even more whenever he got a waft of it, nagging him to do his chore of laundry for the week. It’s the mundane things he also cherishes, though he wasn’t home most of the time.

He didn’t even notice the tears that were threatening to fall until he wiped his face. 

Stand up Korai! Now’s not the time to be a baby!  That is probably what you would have said to comfort him if you saw the state he was in, a chuckle escapes his throat.

He stands to move towards the bedroom, not concerning himself to clean up and change his clothes and the bed wasn’t even made since you left. He plops onto the cushions face first, and your scent remains on it, taking it in as if it were his last.

Before his phone chimed.

Are you okay?

@tunyeta — 2024 ✧

[keruimi]

The Person I Needed

Pairing: Hoshiumi Korai x Reader

Warning: Slight Angst, Comfort

Note: I did this in a hurry but I hope I'm not the only one who is a fan of this man. Please, he's too underrated!

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Ever since I was young, the only talent I can be proud of was my voice.

I can't even be proud of my face, knowledge, or even kindness.

That's why I was shocked when Suwa Aikichi asked me out on my first year of senior high.

That was the best part of my life until the thought of how average I was compared to him.

He is perfect, and so is his female best friend.

That female best friend who became the root of my insecurities.

And I can't even complain because I still don't know him well.

But because of their friendship, it made me question myself that I once thought it was enough.

I thought I didn't need to change for anyone.

But I finally accepted the fact that if I keep with that kind of mindset, I would never make anyone stay, not even the one who I thought was the nicest.

Rumors about them start circulating around the campus while he was still going out with me, not even an assurance or presence was given to me.

That's why I decided to turn my back against the childish relationship we both have.

When he confessed to her on the first day of winter.

The mixed signals were obvious. What do I even expect from a man like him?

His female friend, Yumi, was one of the prettiest women in the Academy.

In the eyes of others, they were perfect, even for me.

I was a mere woman who once got his interest.

And after that, it suddenly vanishes.

That admiration turns to jealousy when I saw the obvious difference of his treatment to her compared to me.

He was so nice, gentle, and kind to her. While he was playful to me, his words sometimes hurt me.

I admitted that I'm lacking. But I can't deny the pretty privilege Yumi had from him.

It seems like even volleyball players have the same mindset as society.

That time I vowed to myself, that I would become prettier and better than I used to be.

I would make him regret entering my life and leaving like he didn't mess it up.

And that was the start of my journey on becoming one of the best female liberos in the country.

Others will say it's natural, too quick, and unfair.

But they don't know how much my feet gave up everyday just to keep up with my new routine.

Went through harsh training during vacation, that made some bruises engraved on my body.

It was one of the titles that I can run into when my mind started to drift away until my negative thoughts appeared.

One of the titles that I can hold on to when I feel like I'm losing my grip on who I am.

I decided to make everyone scared to even talk to me.

Because I believe that if everyone feared me, they would hesitate to hurt me.

And that assured me. That I would not go through the same experience where my mind became my own enemy.

In the new me, I would keep choosing myself over others.

But I didn't know a person like Hoshiumi Korai would break down my walls.

The man I met on the first day of my second-year.

"Y/n, the meeting is almost starting. We need to hurry" my friend said in a hurry as I made my way through the gym while taking my time.

"Sorry for the intrusion" I muttered as I greet the coaches before taking a seat on the floor as I look over to the regular players.

My eyes met Suwa's that made me fix my mask before I continued scanning the regular players of our school.

As my eyes landed on a man leaning to the wall with his short stature.

When he noticed my gaze, he quickly raised an eyebrow at me so I just offered a smile at him.

The school's athletes are acting like a delinquent person.

"You would be facing the male volleyball team players" my attention went back to the coach.

As time passed by, while I was waiting for my turn. I remove my glasses as I carefully put my eye contacts.

The frame can be quite a bother.

So I was totally clueless on the ongoing match behind me.

"Y/n right?" I heard Yumi beside me as I bit the inside of my mouth to prevent myself from speaking.

"You're up next"

"I'm aware" I spat immediately and my tone immediately settled the tense atmosphere between the two of us.

I heard her take a deep breath before I fix my things as I put my hair in a ponytail.

"Just to make sure, you're applying for the Libero position, right?"

I didn't bother answering her as I started stretching.

I don't want to waste my voice on obvious questions that are literally written on my club form.

"Y/n!" Hairi, my only friend, called for me as I began stretching. I finally got to breath when Yumi walked away while stomping her feet, for sure its because of irritation.

"Have you heard that you are tasked to receive Hoshiumi's spike?" She muttered breathlessly since she just finished her try out as I continued with my stretching.

"Who is that?"

I asked her as I borrowed a ball from a player and began practicing my receives with the wall.

"The Ace!"

I didn't dare get distracted from the information as I spiked the ball to the wall before bending my knees to receive it.

"How exciting" I whispered to myself as I silently waited for the match to end.

"He is one of the best all rounders in the prefecture. If you even fail one ball, you will not get accepted at all" she mentions as she stood behind me to avoid getting in the way of my warm-up.

"I've also heard that you will just receive so you will not literally battle with him"

So it's like training to receive then.

"It's not that I mind but I do hope they are aware about the biological difference between a male and female. They shouldn't expect too much from me if that is the set up."

If I don't get to prove myself in the court, showing my determination will not help me at all.

Because this is a powerhouse, only the strongest can remain.

And I would not dare get eliminated.

"Chizue Y/n!" I heard the coach call for me as I caught the ball.

Finally...

"Present" I responded back as I approached them who were standing on the sideline of the court.

"It's your turn"

I bowed before I headed inside the court and my eyes found the same man who caught my attention.

So he is the ace. A man who has a unique appearance for a human.

He looks more like a seagull.

I stifled a laugh as I placed myself in the middle of the court. Yet my action immediately caught his attention.

"Do you have something to say Chizue Y/n?"

I bit the bottom of my lip before shaking my head.

"My apologies"

I decided to finally get my focus to the try out.

"You'll receive his serve first!"

I heard the coach yell at the side as I nod before I took a step back and ready my receiving stance.

If this unique looking guy manages to be an Ace, I don't dare underestimate him.

And the first skill made me amazed for a short moment before I bumped it perfectly to the setter position while losing balance because of the power he put there.

The difference...

He squinted his eyes at me as I stood back on my feet while sending a wink at him.

Perfectly executed serve and a well received ball.

"One more!"

After the try out, my arms were so red and warmed that I felt like I stood for hours under the scorching sun.

"You did well!" Hairi immediately complimented the moment I finished my try out as I wiped my sweats before pouring the cold water on my towel to press it on my arms.

"So this is one of the volleyball aces"

He is strong.

I look over him who is standing on the opposite side of the gym as I saw him click his tongue while he looked annoyed for some reason.

Seems like he misunderstood me on something.

But since he is part of Suwa's team, which is also the team that Yumi is managing, I doubt that I will ever have a good first impression from them.

But the time that the coaches immediately gave me a jacket as a sign that I'm finally part of the club.

The first one to be called among the sea of students.

Made me prouder than I should be.

And the moment I exited the gym, the squealed I was trying to suppress by myself can be heard as the girls around me try to hype my excitement.

"I did it Hairi!"

I did it!

During my time as the female libero, I feel like I fell in love with volleyball one step further.

But of course my day wouldn't be complete without finishing the demands of Hoshiumi.

"Y/n, practice with me!"

I put the volleyball I used as I looked over to the male volleyball team and saw that he was already waiting on the court.

"Don't you have your own libero?" I boldly asked him while I made my way there.

"My apologies if I keep hogging you Ace's attention" I waved to his team who just gave me smiles.

Compared to him who acts like a beast, his team is nice except for Suwa.

"It seems like I completely smitten your ace" I decided to tease the boy that made an irk mark appear on his forehead.

My Vengeance on Suwa was completely forgotten because of his presence.

I can't lie about the fun I felt while practicing his serves with me.

He said that we will not stop as long as I keep receiving his serves perfectly.

That interaction became the foundation of my growing feelings for the man.

His competitiveness is not that bad that it would make him annoying, it was actually adorable in my opinion that he wants to keep proving me wrong.

Like that attitude already ran on his veins.

"Thank you for the match!"

"I wonder what it feels like to be on the same team with Hoshiumi-san. It seems like all the attention was on him" I heard a teammate of mine mention his name as I laid with my back on the floor to gather my breath for a while before I started stretching.

"Did you notice that too? I don't seem to like the way Hirugami-san became his shadow. It's infuriating just seeing it"

I recognize that they are one of my judgemental classmates so I just rolled my eyes on their conversation before I decided to start my stretching session.

Until they included me in their conversation.

"Don't you feel the same way Y/n?"

"Huh?"

I look at them while I continue stretching.

"Don't you feel like Hoshiumi is too prideful?"

"I mean he is the Ace" I stated that made them scoff.

He has the right to take pride in it.

"But still, he wouldn't be an Ace if the setter tossed fairly with the other spikers. He just became the Ace because he scored the most points" Mika stated as Aki followed her with a whisper.

"Reminds me, he's also demanding. He keep asking for the time of others to practice with him like its already a responsibility. It's literally forcing"

"See! I'm not the only one who notice it! Isn't he forcing you to practice late with him, Y/n?"

They chose to make the decision that I am being forced.

Idiots... And don't they notice how obvious they are on their bashing moments to the male Ace with the way they glance at him with a frown.

I don't dare get included.

"Y/n, don't tire yourself on a selfish man like him"

I heard them yelp in surprise when a ball went their way that made me get up from the floor and immediately saw Hoshiumi with his hands pointed towards our direction.

"Close-minded people like you girls don't deserve to represent our school" His anger was undeniably present with his tone so I approach him.

"Don't include me" I raised both of my hands in a surrending manner that seemed to ease his anger a while as I heard him click his tongue on my actions while I made my way on the court because I don't want to suffer under his wrath.

Sooner or later, my classmates were kicked out of the club as he made his way on the other side of the court.

"Why are you there?! Why don't you leave since you are being forced right?" He shouted as I rolled my eyes at him.

"I told you to not include me with them!" I shouted back as he stomped his feet in frustration.

"And if I'm indeed being forced, I could just mess up my receive so this serve training can stop. But I don't want to ruin your ego if you got to know so I did what I am supposed to do!" I spat without any limit as he pointed a finger at me.

"You!"

"The audacity to get angry at me" I cut him off as I crossed my arms in a childish manner.

And if my eyes are not playing tricks on me, I saw a small smile lift from his lips before he looked away in a frown.

And I didn't realize that a smile lifted from my own lips too.

"You both are childish" I heard his friend, Hirugami, stated in a chuckle as I put my hands on my waist.

"He is directing his anger on me. And as an innocent woman, I need to defend myself too" I pointed at the Ace in an accusing manner.

"At least I didn't remove you from the club. Be grateful!"

"Why should I be thankful when you don't even have the rights to do that to the club members?!"

I heard the laughter of our team before I felt him hit my arms to solve his irritation making me chuckle.

"Be thankful I love you Hoshiumi, or I would have slapped you right now"

That night seems to improve our friendship for the better. It was the healthy friendship I wanted.

But on the finals of the interhigh preliminaries, I landed at a bad footing after perfectly chasing a ball.

I manage to receive it like I used to, but in exchange for that was a sprain that prevents me from entering the court again.

The loss almost ruined me mentally that I don't even want to go back to the bus if he didn't look for me.

If Hoshiumi didn't look for me, I would never dare go back.

I was silently gazing at the huge windows of the gymnasium where the interhigh preliminaries took place as I heard familiar footsteps approach me.

I was even confident that we are going to win. Because I'm part of the regulars.

But the disappointment consumed my entire mind that it was slowly ruining my self-esteem.

I shouldn't have talked big like our win is already guaranteed. Completely forgetting that I am no better than the opposing team.

I became too prideful because of baseless confidence that I unknowingly made myself look like an idiot.

A newbie player who has no talent but just talks.

My situation is much worse than the situation I was in before I decided to become better.

But I became a worse person.

"Y/n" he called for me as he stood in front of me to cover my view from the window that displayed the cloudy weather that completely goes along with the emotions I'm feeling right now.

"I'm sorry"

"Why are you apologizing?"

"i didn't make it"

I hid my face between my knees as I bit my lip to prevent myself from sobbing.

He is one of the best players in the country.

While, I'm just the idiot who keeps mocking his skills.

I can't even face him.

"You still made it. You made our school's female team become one of the best teams in our prefecture. Stop sulking on a one time loss" he stated before he tried to make me get up so I stood up before resting my back against the wall.

"You can't always win. You're just starting, quit degrading yourself for it" he stated as he close the zipper of my jacket before he wiped the tears that escape from my cheeks.

"At this time, I'm painfully reminded of how average I was. I can't even stay until the end" I muttered before I looked down.

"Injuries like this are common. No one would blame you for it. And is still the interhigh preliminaries, there are still the Spring interhigh and next year tournaments" he stated as I felt my eyes started getting glossy.

"But I was disappointed the expectations of everyone who I showed off with. Including you who look at me as a competition"

"The loss made me feel like you just wasted your time on a newbie like me." I cried out, ignoring the pain on my ankle as I focused on wiping my tears.

"Where did you hear that, Idiot? Did that word come out of my mouth? Did I allow you to decide for me?" He stated while he helped me wipe my tears.

He lowered his head to match mine as he gazed at me.

"You did great Y/n. Don't think of the opinion of others who are no better than us. In my eyes, you did great, ok?" He declared as he cupped my cheeks before giving it a slight squeeze.

"You just need to believe that"

The softness in his voice opened my eyes to a new side of him that I never knew.

That day, he carried me to the bus and I knew, it was a friendship I wouldn't trade for the world.

I wouldn't let anyone hurt him at all.

That friendship turned into something more as the time progress. And the time that the confession happened, I didn't even waste a second of answering it.

Because it was him who is kneeling in front of me.

Hoshiumi Korai, the man my old self needed before, didn't disappointed when he came for the new me that needed someone.

The man who finally provide me the words I used to tell myself before.

I finally love the right person

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Team Japan’s Manager:

Sushi Date

Team Japan x GN! Reader

Warnings: oikawa slander because I adore him :D

[clawsdevour]

-₊˚⊹hoshiumi bf hcs

wc: 0.5k content warning: fluff, slight smut, aged up, post-time skip, my shitty writing, slight mention of praise, not proofread

note: this may not be the most accurate headcanon because I'm not super super familiar with hoshiumi's character but i did rewatch some clips of him and thought these would fit him !!

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-Hoshiumi, the type of boyfriend to get all snarky when you don't give him enough attention because he's gonna have to work for it. He just loves to surprise you and wow you, but if you're not giving him your full attention he's going to be a bit disappointed with a little spread pout on his face.

-Hoshiumi, the type of boyfriend to enjoy playing around with you. He'd probably like to have pretend competitions like who could eat the fastest when your meals are both served at the same time.

-Hoshiumi, the type of boyfriend to love all of your praises and sweet gestures to show your love for him. Especially with your words of affirmation that really keeps him in check because he wants to hear how you genuinely feel when it comes towards him as your boyfriend.

-Hoshiumi, the type of boyfriend to go crazy on the court to impress you even more when he sees you cheering from the stands. He wants you to know that he's the best man you've ever laid your eyes upon.

-Hoshiumi, the type of boyfriend to be all over you when you two are alone. He loves cuddling with you, having his arms locked tight around your torso never letting you go with his head in the crook of your neck. You two could be in this position at any moment, he'd just love having you in his arms while you even watch tik tok together on your phone.

-Hoshiumi, the type of boyfriend to definitely love talking about you. Even if he's in the locker room changing with the Schweiden Adlers , he could get a text notification from you and start giggling to himself in the corner saying stuff like OH MY GOD GUYS THEY JUST TEXTED ME BACK!! He loves just loves showing you off as his soulmate because he's proud of how your relationship has gotten so far.

-Hoshiumi, the type of boyfriend to absolutely just wow parents. His bright charismatic personality really lightens up the room when upon ever meeting with your parents. He loves talking with them, and they love talking with him and even consider Hoshiumi as if he were their own son because of his refreshing energy.

-Hoshiumi, the type of boyfriend to put all his volleyball stamina to use, making you feel all the sensations his cock could provide you whenever he impales your gummy walls over and over. He'd be vocal, telling you how good you feel while praising you for taking his hard thrusts so well.

-Hoshiumi, the type of boyfriend to go feral when you hop on it. He loves to admire your body as it moves up and down, watching your body with a layer of sheen sweat glisten with your tits jumping up and down with your movements. His hands would have this bruising grip that tightens on your hips to pull you back down whenever you rise up.

-Hoshiumi, the type of boyfriend to get you all cleaned up and tucked into bed with him in a tight snuggle. He'd love cuddling with you in bed and giving you gentle kisses, especially on the forehead with his little tired smile and drooping eyes gazing at you.

masterlist here

[haikyu-mp4]

snowball fights with Hoshiumi means throwing a normal snowball at him and getting a triple-sized snowball spike serve in return because that means he wins

but he will make hot chocolate for you when you get back inside as an apology

[noyasmashing]

Excessive praise for Hoshuimi, reader calls him a "good boy."🙏

MY BAEE, I love him sm it hurts, sorry for taking so long to write this, i just forgot to post 😭

CW: Lots of praise, gn!reader, whiny and sensitive hoshu, corruption kink??

Korai emitted a soft plea as you tenderly traced your fingers along his torso, beneath his shirt, exploring his sensitive skin. In response, he naturally leaned into you, his hips brushing against yours, as the magnetic pull of your wandering hands making his body tingle.

“Such a good boy.. for me hmm?” You whispered into his ear, gently nibbling on it, causing him to tremble once more.

Eagerly, he nodded, his ears flushing with warmth from your affectionate words. He had never been so close to someone like this before, and he didn’t understand how good it felt. Often distracted by volleyball, he often neglected his need for sexual release. Presently, he was on the verge of that release, as he felt your thigh softly press against his throbbing erection.

"P-please," he whispered, his customary self-assurance and pride vanishing. Your smirk brushed against his neck's delicate skin, and you gently drew away to make eye contact with him.

“Please what sweetie?” you inquired, tilting your head slightly, acting utterly clueless about his needs in that moment.

A lump formed in his throat, and he instinctively pressed his hips against your leg, yearning for you to assertively take control. He sought the comfort of your touch, craving the pleasure that would erase all thoughts from his mind.

“ Y’know…” He glanced at the visible sign of his desire in his sweats, then returned his gaze to you, timidly awaiting your understanding and response.

“Tell me what you want me to do, or I can’t make you feel good.” You coo’d, before you tenderly placed your hands on his hips, feeling the bones beneath your touch. His breath caught in his throat, his bottom lip quivering as he let out a timid whimper.

"Please, touch my c-cock," he pleaded with evident need, causing you to suppress a giggle. Your expression transformed into a slightly mischievous grin as you reached for his waistband with gentle fingers.

“That’s all I wanted to hear sweetie.” You murmured, as you promptly lowered his pants and underwear, revealing his erect member which made a lewd slapping sound as it struck his abdomen.

He emitted a soft whimper, instinctively lifting his hips. You gently encircled the base of his penis, taking a moment to appreciate its paleness, considerable girth, and the pretty pink tip, adorned with a prominent vein running along its side.

He was practically falling apart under your gaze, and it didn't help when you lowered your head, licking your lips before pressing kisses all over his sensitive head. Making him squirm and cry out helplessly, it didn’t help when your free hand danced along his exposed hips.

He emitted a considerable moan, his head falling back onto the pillow. Nevertheless, he promptly lifted it upon hearing the sound of a bottle cap being opened and a soothing liquid trickling along the length of his member.

Attempting to sway his hips, he encountered resistance as you settled onto his thighs. You’re coo’d at his helpless response. With gentle care, you employed one hand to distribute the lubricant evenly across his length.

“You look so pretty for me baby. I wish you could see yourself right now.” You complimented, causing blood to rush to his member, resulting in a noticeable throbbing within your grasp.

He tried to respond, yet the skillful maneuvers of your wrists restricted him to mere whimpers and pleas, which you couldn't help but chuckle at.

“ I think i’m abo-about to cum.. gunna cum for you [name].” he panted, his back naturally arching from the pleasure. Your eyes finally met his half-lidded ones, and fuck did he look cute with drool leaking from his mouth and cheeks a helpless shade of red. You could feel your core heating up at his disheveled state making it all the more intoxicating.

“Go ahead Korai, you’ve done so well for me, my sweet boy.” you purred, making his mind all the more hazy.

With a loud "Ah!", a white, creamy, liquid oozed from his tip, accompanying your consistent rhythm.

“can’t stop!” He whined, thrusting his hips deeper into your firmly grasped hand. His cum continued to leak and spread, lubricating your hand and allowing you to maintain your motions.

Ultimately, he began to pull at your hand, indicating it was too much. His thighs quivered in tandem with his sniffles, a clear sign of heightened stimulation.