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miiracleboys · 2 years

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Yes I love pjo AUs!!! Will you say more pretty please?

i’m so sorry this sat in my inbox for so long! but yes! i still think about this au; it isn’t dead :) SO:

tendou shows up halfway through sixth grade after an incident at school. he’s tall for his age and skinny with twitchy hands, shifty eyes, and a gap in his front teeth when he smiles. terushima takes a liking to him pretty much the second he shows up, much to his delight, and they are a Nightmare, especially when he joins forces with a few of the hermes kids. his friendship with ushijima is a bit of a slow starter in comparison, but only because they start off as sparring partners and tendou spends the first few weeks of that relationship eating dust after ushijima knocks him off his feet. that said, within two months they’re each other’s most regular sparring partner because ushijima is ruthless in a way that toes the line between “efficient” and “brutal” and tendou’s persistent, a fast learner, and has approximately zero reservations about using everything at his disposal to get a leg up. they have a blast together.

kyoutani threatened to bite hoshiumi less than three days after meeting him. predictably, this did not go over well.

aran’s biggest strengths lie in his archery and iwaizumi’s in healing, but listening to iwaizumi play guitar and aran accompany with vocals over the campfire is a religious experience.

speaking of iwaizumi and aran, even though iwaizumi is the official apollo counselor due to about ten months’ worth of seniority, he and aran tend to share responsibilities. iwaizumi usually handles the official business, though, because aran, like any sane person, simply does not want to be stuck in the same room as tendou, daishou, oikawa, and semi at the same time.

ikkei was (is? nobody’s seen him in a while, but there’s really no telling for sure) a son of zeus, and while for the most part keishin doesn’t have any superhuman abilities, he knows plenty about demigods, monsters, and camp. he, naoi, takeda, and several others are a part of a network where they try to keep an eye out for young demigods to keep them from being eaten and to get them a satyr so they can be shuttled off to camp.

the interior of the aphrodite cabin gives aone overstimulation headaches, so when they relax, he and futakuchi sit out on the lawn instead. it’s not uncommon for mika to join them.

kai has a pair of charmed sneakers that allow him to be totally silent whenever he wears them—no clothing rustling, no breathing, no footsteps, nothing gets through to be heard. on the downside, it gets inconvenient if he ever wants to talk, so to circumvent this, he establishes a set of hand signals that can be used in a fight or during a game.

kuroo’s older sister satomi is mortal. her parents—kuroo’s dad and her mom—had a messy divorce when she was about four and a half and her mom all but walked out the door and disappeared. demeter came into the picture within a year, and tetsurou showed up when she was six. this was,, reasonably distressing, even more so because demeter only stuck around for about two years before she started going on increasingly lengthy “business trips” before leaving for good, which freaked out both satomi and her dad. he all but drowned himself in work and caring for tetsurou; satomi ended up running away when tetsurou was four and she was ten to go find her mom. no, it was not planned. yes, her dad looked for her. no, he didn’t find her. she did, however, get picked up by the hunters of artemis. she stuck with them for a while, learning about the gods, quietly accepting that she probably wouldn’t find her mom, and eventually putting the pieces together with the whole situation with tetsurou. at first, this information makes her avoid them even harder because good lord would that kind of thing foster resentment, but she gets a little older and realizes that tetsurou probably is a) actively in danger and b) has no idea.

tetsurou doesn’t remember much about satomi. all he knows is that there’s a handful of pictures of her in the hallway and that she left like both of their moms, which is why it doesn’t go great when she just shows up again out of the blue just as he starts middle school. she tells him that she wants to make up for running out and protect him at the same time, but she’s sixteen, he’s eleven, they both have loads of issues with resentment/misplaced guilt and blame/abandonment and The Talk does not go well at all. it’s a very rocky situation for a while, and tetsurou spends a lot of time at kenma’s, who he’d met when he and his dad moved into the area two years prior. however, satomi’s new presence means that when kenma and tetsurou finally get Noticed™️ and attacked on a camping trip, she’s there to kill the monster and get them in contact with camp half-blood.

while satomi and tetsurou’s relationship is still shaky and horribly complicated as they get older, neither of them are angry people by nature and they try really hard. so does their dad.

#pjo au #riko.txt #asks #longish post #kuroo tetsurou #kai nobuyuki #aone takanobu #futakuchi kenji #ukai keishin #ojiro aran #iwaizumi hajime #tendou satori #ushijima wakatoshi #kyoutani kentarou #the kuroos’ dad Means well but. obv that doesn’t translate to good parenting #he and satomi are trying to mend their relationship but it’s a wip on both ends bc personal stuff ain’t his forte #and she reasonably has a hard time with the fact that he basically *shut her out*#also. where is utsui in this au? i have no idea #i’d like to think that he and ushijima’s mom got together soon after she found out she was pregnant #they still got divorced though and ushijima’s aware that he and utsui aren’t technically related but it doesn’t matter #he’s a better dad than ares ever is #also i have more to say on this au but that will be. later

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nervousmonolith · 2 years

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i have a small bruise in the weirdest place

#I CAN HERE MY MOTHER READING MY MESSAGE TO HER TO MY DAD SHE IS JUDGING ME♥️#sorry that has nothing to do with this post but anyway #it is aon my wrist

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wake-uptoreality · 2 years

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Your child looks absolutely like him. Same h/c and e/c. Even the same features and personality. He absolutely loves it and teases you the hell out of it. Until... the same obsession over you starts when he/she grows up. has a lot of fight with his/her father over your attention.

-> OIKAWA, KUROO, Suna, Matsukawa, ATSUMU, Nishinoya, BOKUTO, Semi, SAKUSA, Tsukishima.

The child looks a lot like you. Making his heart go "badump~" since he has now two y/ns in his life and he will cherish your baby more than anything. gets 'the best dad' award.

-> Yamaguchi, KENMA, HINATA, Osamu, SUGAWARA, kita, Iwaizumi, DAICHI, AONE.

When your baby is born, he/she looks like both of you. Like 50-50%. But he is so happy that he barges into the room when the operation is done, the doctors couldn't hold him as he hugs your tired body. Crying with your baby with happiness.

-> kyotani, LEV, KAGEYAMA, Akaashi, Hanamaki, ASAHI, TENDOU, yaku, USHIJIMA.

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dira333 · 23 days

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For the plotbunny thing I would LOVE to see more of Aone<3 I reread “lap cat” whenever I’m sad haha, you’re such a good writer

Aww, thank you! That means a lot.

I have to say I am a bit dried up when it comes to Aone content. I love him, don't be mistaken, but I haven't had an idea for him in a while other than this:

A Good Man

The shoes are tiny in his large hands. He holds them up for you to see and you have to bite down on your lip, hard, to keep from groaning. It's ridiculous.

"Are they for the cat?" He asks, a little dumbfounded.

You snort.

"No, silly. They're for the baby."

"What baby?" He furrows his brows as he thinks. "Moniwa's son has bigger feet, I think."

You're hand is now pressed against your mouth and you're glad you put the phone up to film instead of holding it in your hands. You'd be shaking too much.

"Baby," you grab his hands, "Takanobu, it's for our baby. We're going to have a Baby."

He blinks. You can almost see how his mind is processing things. Eventually, something clicks. Exhilarating joy moves over his face and it's like watching the sun rise. He pulls you in, wordlessly, almost crushing you until he realizes, hand pushing into the almost non-existent space between you, pressing warmly against your belly.

"How long?"

"Do you think I'll be a good dad?" He asks one night, large body curled around you. His hand's resting on your growing belly like it always does when you're near. You're not sure if it's conscious or not, but you know that's how he is, the protector, the wall between you and everything bad. Now he's got two things to protect.

"Absolutely."

"How so?" He sounds unsure and you kiss his temple, card your hands through his hair.

"Because you have all the traits I loved in my father. You're honest, hard-working, you care for the ones you love, you don't have to speak to say a lot. And most importantly, you love me."

"I do," he puts a lot of emphasis on his words, "I love you."

"Just think about it," you say, feeling how his hand flexes just slightly above your skin, "How proud she's going to be. How much she's going to love riding on your shoulders, watching you play Volleyball, telling her classmates that her father builds buildings during the day."

"Everything's going to be okay," he whispers into your hair as you whimper in pain. "I'm here, okay? Press my hand. I'm not going anywhere."

It takes forever, but his hand stays in yours. He's the wall of your life, the only protection you could ever need against the cold outside.

When your daughter is born, screaming her little lungs out, she looks nothing like either of you, just a wrinkled, red-faced, furious mess. But they put her into his arms, tiny hands flailing about until she settles and falls quiet. They say babies can't fully see until they're three months old but you're sure she recognized him instantly, felt the care pouring out of him just like you did all those years ago.

"Cho," he declares, looks at you for confirmation. "Her name's Cho."

"Butterfly?" You ask. "Why?"

"She's going to fly."

"Faster, Daddy, faster!" Cho screams at the top of her lungs, arms raised above her father's head as he clears the grassy field, his friends on his heels.

Moniwa's wife is laughing next to you as she watches, her husband another man in the group carrying his child on his shoulders.

Your son is curled into your arms, drinking eagerly, not caring at all for the commotion.

You'd known he'd be a good father, a good husband, a good man. You'd known all along.

#my writing #plotbunny game #Aone Takanobu #Aone x reader #aone fluff #Haikyuu x reader #Haikyuu fluff

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respectthepetty · 7 months

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Daddy Issues in Naughty Babe

I cannot express enough how much I love every single thing that Naughty Babe is doing.

It constantly emphasizes loving our friends as much as we love our romantic partners, and now this entire episode was about being a good father and wanting better for your son. We see the difference between wanting a better life through money versus wanting a better life through love, and we see the difference between wanting your son to be better than you versus wanting your son to do better than you.

Yi's dad, Makorn, openly adores Diao, which is why Diao willingly confessed to his plan to ruin the wedding, yet Makorn told Diao regardless of what happens, Diao is family.

And we got to see that even though Makorn is tough on Yi, it's because he doesn't want his son to be him. Makorn told his son that his wife and Yi's mother left him because he was a cold man and tells Yi to express his feelings for Diao. He tells his son it's okay to cry.

So even though Makorn could not comfort Yi as a child even when Yi called out to him, he encouraged his son to express his feelings, which is something Makorn himself struggles to do.

Yi wants to be his dad. He wants to be strong and protective. He was reckless once, and it destroyed people's lives, so now he is controlling not only of others, but himself and his emotions. So he leaves his bedroom and has a panic attack in the living room without seeking any form of comfort. His father told him he could cry, but his father also showed him that nobody would be there to comfort him even if he asked.

Then Diao walks in, sits down next to Yi, and wipes his tears away. And Yi allows it.

This is why Makorn loves Diao. Makorn knows that even though he wants better for his son, he is to blame for Yi's callousness. Diao is good for him. Diao is is the remedy to a cold heart, and Makorn never wanted that for his son in the first place.

When Yi snaps on the phone, Makorn tells him to listen to Diao instead.

When Yi is ready to kill Diao's family, Makorn tells him he did not raise him to be violent the way he is.

He doesn't want his son to be better than him. He wants his son to DO better than him. He wants his son to have the love he was incapable of giving him.

And Diao can give him that.

Makorn continuously warns Diao that Yi is hard to love, yet Diao consistently responds that Yi deserves his love regardless of how difficult it is.

Because Diao only wanted love from his father.

His father, Sattha, tells him that he wanted a better life for Diao which is why he has done all he has including sending Diao to the UK.

Yet Diao confronts him with the fact that Sattha also greatly benefited from Diao's predicament, so if Sattha has anything to apologize for, it's that he basically exchanged his child for a better life.

Every time Yi has stumbled, Makorn has been there to scorn him and threaten him, but he has been there. He cannot express his love, but he does express his support, even if it is abrasive. He tells Diao and Aon, the bodyguard, to look out for his son. He cares deeply even if he cannot show it.

Yet Diao literally stumbles in front of his father, and his father doesn't even try to reach out to help because up until this point, Sattha has only financially helped his child through the contract with the Chens but never physically. He doesn't support Diao. He doesn't physically care for him. Because he thought he didn't need to if Diao was financially well off.

Neither Yi nor Diao know what love looks like, but are trying despite their upbringings. Yi tried being controlling and protective because that is what he knew were ways to show love. Diao tried to be obedient because that is what he believed would get him love. Now both are seeing what the love they want actually looks like.

For Diao, it is someone who tells him he loves him. It is someone who allows him to make his own choices. For Yi, it is someone who comforts him when he cries. It is someone who protects him when he feels weak. And for both, it is someone who is their safe place, their home.

Because home is always been rough for both. When Diao called his father at home, his father was short and distant. Yi's father always summons him home because he wants to talk to Yi (aka lecture him).

Makorn wants his son to do better than he did and encourages his son, in his aggressive way, to love better than he did. Sattha wants his to son to be better than he was and made every move to guarantee that. Makorn wants his son to marry for love. Sattha wants his son to marry for money.

Sattha wanted his son to be better than him and didn't give Diao an option. Makorn wanted his his son to do better than him and has given him nothing but (harsh) support.

Both boys have issues that make it difficult for them to trust how they are loved.

But they trust their friends. They trust each other.

And they trust one of their fathers.

Congratulations, Makorn, on being an issue, but ceaselessly trying to help your SONS solve their issues.

look at me appreciating a character's father instead of telling the character to kill him. *growth*

#naughty babe the series #father appreciation post #makorn is the better dad #sattha needs to get it together #this is about daddy issues #I love this show an unreasonable amount

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bengiyo · 4 months

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Last Twilight Ep 9 Stray Thoughts

Last week, Day and Mhok went to Aon's wedding, opting to ditch Night along the way (obviously Mhok collaborated with Night). They had a fun time on the beach, gave a pretty good kiss, and then had a really weird picking on each other moment. They changed into fantastic outfits for the wedding, danced to a Satang song, and then Day's dad appeared like a jump scare.

I'm really glad we're opening with the stuff about Night, but maybe we should not do this at someone else's wedding? Party foul.

Thai people's strong regional preferences around their cuisine are so compelling to me. So much character building goes into where people are from and what food they enjoy.

Day resenting the way Night has changed, clearly because he feels guilty, as feeling like he's losing his position to Night makes sense. He blames Night, so it's easier to funnel his resentment there.

I know we are not going to miss the opportunity to see the Last Twilight picture. Quit playing.

There's a lot going on with the dad's reveals. I was expecting Night to be the one driving, but Day eventually settling on admitting that he missed his dad and things felt off without him also really works for me. I think it's the dad owning that he is the one who messed up, especially when it comes to his wife, is what does it.

I feel like I mention this every week, but I really enjoy the quiet way Mhok listens and the way he just looks at Day.

Day obviously having issues with his vision, going quiet, asking Mhok to take him to the mountain, and then Mhok trying not to cry. They got me.

This wedding tradition of regifting the books whips extreme ass.

My goodness this little montage following the path of the book is excellent.

Oh, excellent. They have to stay at a little hotel away from prying eyes. It's time, baby.

Yes, Day, take the lead.

Alright, Cherry. I was worried about you for a second there.

Well, as soon there was a guitar there was no stopping it.

Jimmy and Sea practicing being comfortable with skinship in front of others has really paid off in this show. There is a difference between Mhok gently guiding Day and Mhok wanting to casually touch his boyfriend.

Okay, Aof, thank you for having a character say they want to do it. I approve.

It's 2024! We all verse now! That was a really tasteful scene. I got what I needed.

Cherry, that was so dramatic goddamn.

They really brought no water??

Honestly, the whole running plot earlier in the show is paying off hard on this mountain climb. They've done athletic things together, so there's earned trust here that reads well.

Oh, whew. Mhok brought water.

Oof, they're priming us for mom drama.

I got so overwhelmed during the mountain climbing scene. Aof, please stop tormenting your crews with these scenes.

Queers yelling at vistas or the sky will never get old for me.

Sea has a great voice for this scene on the mountain, actually.

Damn, they got me again.

Well, that was an excellent episode and also a good preview. I'm actually looking forward to seeing Mhok quit because he can't be Day's caregiver with this between them. I really like the way the intimacy has been paced in this show and how earned so much of it has all felt. This is a really good show.

#Ben watches #last twilight #last twilight the series #thai bl #bl series

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dejwrites · 2 years

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❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ⠀ ⠀⠀ big body benz ⠀ 〳 ⠀ h.shoyo ‵ ❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ( synopsis ) hinata's stuck bodyguarding the brattest daughter of a mobster.

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YOUR EYES WERE PRACTICALLY GLUED TO THE YOUNG MAN SITTING BEHIND THE GLASS. You sat outside the interrogation room that was meant to break down your father’s enemies but instead was used for your newest bodyguard to sign his possible life away to your father. Your eyes staring at the one-way mirror, rubbing your lip gloss-covered lips together. “He’s so small, daddy,” You whined as you glanced over at your father who was lighting a cigar.

The cloud of smoke rises in the air before the older gentleman is talking, “Sweetheart, didn’t I tell you never underestimate someone because of their size.” He reminded you.

“But who the hell is he possibly protecting? For all that I can protect myself.” You uttered, an attitude already rising in your body. “Ma got someone so much bigger. She got Aone, why couldn’t I get him? I’m more active than her anyway.”

You tried to remind him that all your mother did was be a stay-at-home wife. She occasionally had tea with other notorious mobster wives, but other than that she cooked, redecorated the family 10-bedroom mansion three times a month, and tended to her garden. You, on the other hand, were always out and about. If you weren’t in classes with school, you were partying. If you weren’t partying, you were leaving a dick appointment. If you weren’t at one of your dick appointments, you were shopping. You were a busy girl. It wasn’t your fault, your former bodyguards couldn’t keep up with you.

Okay, maybe the last one you made cry. But how the hell could you protect one of the world’s notorious mobsters' daughter and let her make you cry?

Your father would hold his cigar in between his index and middle finger. He took a sip of the $2,000 a bottle Bowmore Mizunara Cask Finish Scotch before he spoke again, “Y/N, he’s good. I wouldn’t hire anybody weak to protect you, my dear.”

“You said that last time. The last one cried as he handed in his resignation letter,” You reminded him.

“And you were the one that made him cry. Maybe your ass doesn't need a bodyguard,” Your father argued as he was growing annoyed at your bratty ways. “He’s a good fit. Been a hitman for hire since he was twenty-one. He’s going to be your bodyguard if you like it or not.”

You watched as two of your father's men collected the paperwork from the orange-haired guy before leaving the room. The door shut with a click indicating that it was locked behind them. The files were given to your father as he put his cigar out, a dashing smirk on his face as his eyes glanced over the paperwork once more.

“Hinata Shoyo, I hope you can handle this daughter of mine.” You heard your dad utter.

That was months ago and Hinata was still here protecting you. He followed you everywhere. He sat outside your lectures when you had classes. He carries your bags when you go shopping. He once embarrassingly waited for you during a dick appointment. You still remembered the smug look on his face when you left the apartment building and saw him leaning against the black Mercedes Benz truck. “Wow, the guy didn’t last that long. What’s it been? Thirty minutes?” He would jokingly say before you’re rolling your eyes at him and getting into the passenger side of the Benz.

The two of you bickered. You bickered a lot. Similar to how your parents would bicker when they were young, dumb, and in love. But frankly, you hated Hinata’s guts. He annoyed you. He made your blood boil and your skin crawl.

Although he was only doing his job with an annual salary of over 500 thousand dollars, obviously he was going to take his job a little too seriously. He never cracked a smile (unless it was some teasing joke about you coming out that mouth of his). He stayed to himself compared to the impeccable bond the other bodyguards had. Sometimes, you wanted to know his story. Remembering your father's words, “Y/N, the guy’s seen a lot and did a lot. Just get to know him.”

You always kept your father’s words in the front of your mind when you would see the orange-haired gentlemen waiting for you in the lobby of your apartment complex. Then he says a smart-ass comment and all the niceness that once was in your body is pushed away as you throw your Jimmy Choo clutch at his head.

“Where do you need to go tonight my princess?” He questioned, as he respectfully & jokingly bowed in front of you.

“Please stop, you’re so embarrassing,” You uttered as you walked towards the exit of the complex. “You know, I don’t need you tonight.”

“You say this every night. I have to protect you, I can’t protect you if I’m not with you.” Hinata pointed out as he followed you outside.

The black Benz truck pulled up and Hinata was beyond confused considering that he drove them to their destinations all the time. You would link arms with him with a smile. “It’s girls' night, so I warned you.”

Hinata would give her a cheeky grin, “Great! I guess I can treat this day as a day off,” He responded.

“You’re being sarcastic aren’t you?” You asked and Hinata would nod as if his head was a bobblehead.

“I hate doing girls' night. All you guys do is make me hold your purses while you go dance and get you drinks.” He whined. “That’s not fun for me.”

“We’ll be on our best behavior, but you just have to let loose. Stop being so damn uptight sometimes,” You responded.

“If something happens to you-“

You cut him off as you climbed into the back of the truck. “Can you not think about something happening to me for one fuckin’ second? Just enjoy the night.” You uttered in annoyance.

Those words came back to haunt you when clubgoers were drunkenly stumbling out of the club while the full moon shined down on them. The time was now two in the morning, you weren’t as drunk as you wanted to be due to Hinata’s overprotectiveness. Which ruined your whole vibe for tonight and only was the cause of your bratty attitude as you walked ahead of him towards the car. Ignoring his yells of your name while he was making sure each one of your friends made it safely into the backseat of their designated driver. You tugged his leather jacket on your frame as you could see the familiar tags of your driver’s car.

Just as you were about to grab the door handle, you felt Hinata grab a hold of your arm. “What the fuck? Did you not hear me calling you? I told you to wait for me.” He argued. “What if somebody approached you? Hm?”

“The car is literally right here. I made it here safely, you don’t need to treat me like a child. Do you want to force-feed me next like a baby bird?“ You asked.

“I don’t have time for your attitude tonight, just get into the car so you can go home. You had too much to drink, that’s why you’re acting so rational.” Hinata rolled his eyes as he opened the door for you, waiting for you to get in.

“I didn’t even get to drink that much without you lecturing me, Hinata.” You looked at him. “I’m not a child.”

“You act like one with your prissy attitudes!” Hinata argued back. “You whine, you complain, you throw temper tantrums. Like a fuckin’ child!”

Your harsh words between each other were gaining attention from drunken clubgoers. The bouncer even glanced in your direction to make sure everything was okay. You leaned against the car, tugging the leather jacket further on your body. The scent of Hinata’s cologne lingering up your nostrils makes you feel intoxicated.

You weren’t sure if it was due to how close he was standing or how comfortable you were wearing his jacket. You looked up at him with some doe-eyed look, “What are you going to do about it Shoyo?” You questioned.

You let your hand glide across his chest—being sure to toy with the personalized dog tag necklace that immediately notified others which family he was bodyguarding for.

“Get in the car.” Hinata firmly said as his hand motioned to the car.

You kissed your teeth before getting into the car, Hinata not far behind you as he got in also. Instead of taking the passenger side seat as he did earlier, he took the seat next to you in the back seat. You stripped off the leather jacket as you leaned back into your seat getting comfortable. Taking off your heels you wore to gaze out the tinted windows as your driver was driving. “Could you turn on the radio and keep your eyes on the road?” Hinata asked the driver.

“Yes sir.” The driver said.

Hinata’s words came out more like a demand than a question itself. The driver did what he was told, turning on the radio to a random R&B station and keeping his eyes on the road. Not daring to look away from what was in front of him.

Your lips parted to complain about how tired you were, but you could only feel Hinata’s harsh yank on your face before his lips were on yours. The taste of the alcohol he consumed clashed with the ones you consumed. His strong arms tugged your closer as the lewd sound of you two making out attempted to overpower the Summer Walker song that was playing on the radio. However, the driver only turned the radio up louder.

You could feel Hinata’s hands lingering lower in between your thighs. Like a scandalous school girl, your thighs spread apart letting him have more access to make you feel good. The thing is, you weren’t wearing any underwear. Hence the fact that within the night, Hinata found himself tugging your dress down with each movement you’ve made.

“Did you purposely not wear them?” He questioned after breaking away from the heated kiss.

“What are you talking about? That doesn’t matter right now,” You leaned in to kiss him again but he stopped you.

“You were trying to get laid tonight, weren’t you?” He asked as he leaned back into his seat.

Now you are getting annoyed. Your eyes rolled at his question even though it was true. “Clearly, that’s what I’m trying to do now.”

“Good, I would have hated to wait for you to fuck another minute man,” Hinata says as he undoes his pants.

“Screw you!” You uttered out.

You only gained a hum from Hinata before he’s grasping at you once again to tug you close to him. His pants hanging loosely around his waist. You could get a glance at his dark-colored briefs and his growing erection. His lips crashed upon your once again. The heated kiss not being interrupted by his witty comments or the intruding driver that was trying so hard to not take a peek. Hinata’s hands went between the two of you as he was on top of you. His index and middle finger collect the wetness that was in between your thighs. You moaned into the kiss as Hinata began to move his fingers into a circular motion. Your thighs quivered apart to feel more of his fingers and to bring him closer. The intense feeling of doing this right behind your drive that’s been driving you around for over two years now caused an addicting shiver to travel down your body. Were you insane to continue such a thing with Hinata? Yes. Could this possibly jeopardize his job if your driver snitched back to your dad? Yes. Did you care? No. You could always get another bodyguard.

“You’re so wet,” Hinata commented when he pulled away. He was completely breathless and his cheeks stained red from the heat of the moment.

“You should put it in already.” You whined against his teasing touch by his fingers. “Please.” You begged.

Hinata’s fingers rubbed at your clit slowly. His brown eyes stared down at the way your face scrunched up in pure bliss as your head fell back into the cushion of the backseats seat in the Benz. His dick throbbing through his briefs just to feel your cunt clutch around him. “Not until you admit something,” Hinata says.

Your teeth grazed at your lower lip as your eyes glanced down at the space in between your bodies. He was no longer massaging the sensitive bud in between your thighs, but instead shuffling to tug down his boxers. Your eyes nearly bulged out your head when you saw his thick cock spring out. You could feel the warmth of his cock resting on your stomach as your dress was pushed fully up around your waist.

“And that thing is?” You asked as you swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat.

Why did seeing the size of his dick make you nervous? This wasn’t like you, especially considering the countless jokes you’ve made about his height in your group chat and when you guys bickered.

“Do you like me?” Hinata cheekily asked. His hand once again goes in between your bodies to guide his cock to your entrance.

“What?” You questioned.

The teasing feeling of his tip collecting the wetness in between your drooling cunt caused you to relax in the backseat of the car. “Do you like me more than me just being your bodyguard?” Hinata asked.

You lifted your head to inch your face closer to his. Your lips were barely touching his. If you concentrated hard enough, you could even smell the scent of the alcohol he was sipping on throughout the night on his lips.“Sorry, I’m not into short guys.” You said before letting your head fall back into the seat below your body.

You watched as Hinata’s facial expression changed into the most annoyed look. His lips parted to spit out an audacious comment, but instead, they curved into a wicked grin before he pushed his cock fully inside you. So mean to not give you time to adjust to his size. Your thighs quivered under his body with each rock of his hips. If this was any other guy, you would instantly demand him to take his time. But this was Hinata. The guy who rolled his eyes when you said something snarky at him. The guy you gave a wrong location to, just so he can leave you alone. Perhaps, he was just growing tired of you and your bratty ways.

The wet squelching noise was like music to Hinata’s ears. Similar to a puzzle piece that was missing to complete a puzzle, that was how Hinata felt at the moment with his cock inside of you. With your slick staining the backseats with each thrust, Hinata looked down at you like some type of god. “Look at you—cat’s got your tongue now?” He questioned bucking his hips forward once more, gaining a yelp from you.

Your hand went up to your mouth as your cheeks burnt in embarrassment, completely muffling your moans since it seemed the music that was playing on the radio wasn’t doing it. But you were quick to spit something back at Hinata, “Screw you!” You said through moans.

Those two words left your tongue and with quickness, Hinata tugged his cock right out of you. You felt empty without it until you could feel him slapping his heavy cock on your cunt. His hand held it so effortlessly although it was so big. Your mind kept asking yourself how can someone his size carry something so heavy. You could feel his perfect mushroom-shaped tip brushing against your entrance.

“Please.” You whined, hips bucking eagerly for more.

“You won’t act like a fuckin’ brat anymore, right?” Hinata asked as you could feel him prompt your leg on his shoulder.

“I can’t promise you that,” You huffed.

Hinata only hummed at your response. His hand goes up to your mouth. “Spit.” He said.

You did what you were told, hawking up a decent amount of spit that he used to coat his cock even though he knew your pussy was already ready for him to slide right back in. Your golden diamond anklet brushed against his earlobe as he pushed himself inside you bit by bit. His eyes are glued on your pussy watching the way you swallow him whole with each thrust. He was completely mesmerized and pussy drunk at the moment while the car was practically speeding down the freeway. One hand gripping at your thigh to keep you in place, while the other was grasping on the seat to keep his balance. His hips thrusting only continued until you were a moaning mess. Drool dripping out your mouth, eyes lollies in the back of your head, and your hand went up to stop his aggressive thrusting.

Now you were asking yourself how could he fuck you like he hated and like he was expressing some unspoken feelings at the same time?

The pornographic sound of skin slapping against each other tried its hardest to overpower the music that was playing. Your lips intertwined with each other as you muffled each other moans. Your fingers combed through his hair as you could feel his thrusting moving a little slower. A little sloppier. He pulled away from the heated kiss, letting your one leg (that shaking uncontrollable) down. Hips crashing forward just to feel more of your tight walls clutching around his thick cock. His balls grew heavy each time the tip of his dick touch that one spot that had you calling out his name. “Fuck—I may not find you so bratty after all.” He uttered through his coherent groans.

You could hear the GPS state that your destination was just two minutes away. Like a rabid wolf in heat, Hinata placed the same fingers that were rubbing at your puffy lips earlier into his mouth. His fingertips that were coated with his saliva went to rub your clit. Your breath hitched in your throat when you felt how soothing his motions were on your throbbing bud. The fiery pit that bubbled in the pit of your stomach was so intense that you could feel your eyes water. Your perfectly manicured fingernails were digging into Hinata’s forearm so hard that you knew it was going to leave a mark. You were so close to cumming and you knew Hinata was too.

For the first time in a while, you felt that pit burst so powerful that you’re pretty sure the only thing that was spilling out your mouth was Hinata’s name and the command for him to cum in you. You were so into the moment that you didn’t even care to trap the young man from running around the feeling of your pussy fluttering around his cock. The heel of your foot pressed in his lower back as his face fell in the crook of your neck. With his head in the crook of your neck and with each sloppy thrust, if you listened closely you could even hear the orange-haired gentleman speaking in his native tongue. The two of you came from the filthiest high of intermingling with each until Hinata cum filled you up to the brim just in time to pull up in front of your apartment building.

“We’re uh—at the destination ma’am.” Your driver said.

In the split moment, Hinata lifted his head from the crook of your neck and his eyes met yours. His cheeks were stained with a crimson color of exhaustion and busting a nut. You could feel the coolness of the silver dog tag pendant that hung around Hinata’s neck and you could only stare up at him in complete shock. The pad of Hinata’s thumb wiped away a tear that went down your cheek and when you felt his comforting touch, you instantly pushed him off finally realizing what the two of you had just done. A Drake song played on the radio while the two of you were shuffling to fix the way you looked.

You felt embarrassed. How could you let him humble you like this? Your skin felt like you were running a fever. Your legs felt like they were burning from doing a leg workout. If you weren’t clamping your thighs shut tight, Hinata’s cum most likely would have dripped down your thighs. Your head fell back as you could hear Hinata casually thank the driver for his time tonight before he got out. You also noticed he gave a couple of hundred-dollar bills to the driver also.

Cheeky bastard, you thought to yourself.

You could hear your side of the car door open up and you instantly glared at him. “I can’t just get up.” You complained.

“If you walk fast enough people won’t even notice it dripping down your thighs” Hinata admitted as he gave you a grin.

“I hate you.” You uttered as you grabbed his leather jacket and got out of the car.

He just gave you possibly the best sex you’ve experienced and now giving you witty comments as if he didn’t break a sweat at all.

“I love you too. Remember, you have morning brunch with your mother that I will be escorting you guys to because Aone’s off tomorrow.” You heard Hinata say as you were walking inside your apartment building.

Even though you had his cum dribbling down your smooth thighs at the moment, you still couldn’t help but laugh to yourself about the situation. Perhaps, Hinata Shoyo actually could handle you as your father said.

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gaygentbrontosaurus · 1 year

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what Haikyuu characters smell like

…. because i’m sick of the sandalwood - vanilla bullshit, they're all in high school, they all smell like Axe or sweat

Hinata Shouyou

doesn't shower, but probably still has baby sweat so he doesn't stink

Kageyama Tobio

smells like Nivea cream. Very clean, very nice but also big baby vibes

Tsukishima Kei

showers with what his mom packed him so probably some organic oat-scented shit

Yamaguchi Tadashi

actually cares about his products and smells nice for a teenager but nobody notices

Ennoshita Chikara

Axe. Because everyone is using it, not because he thinks it's cool.

Nishinoya Yuu

doesn't shower. Also Axe.

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

showers sometimes, but only when his sister says that he stinks. Axe.

Azumane Asahi

one of the only people that actually smell attractive. definitely had an Axe phase in middle school tho.

Sugawara Koushi

the only one on the team with a fresh shirt every practice, smells like fresh laundry

Sawamura Daichi

dad smell, like 3 in 1 hair, body, face and working in the garage

Iwaizumi Hajime

responsible adult, has a nice cologne and doesn't use too much of it, just enough. buys body wash in bulk because it’s cheaper and more convenient.

Oikawa Tooru

smells like everything. has a nice (in his opinion) perfume, strongly scented floral body wash, citrusy shampoo and coconut body butter. he is living his best life but everyone has to deal with his smell that enters the room before he does.

Matsukawa Issei & Hanamaki Takahiro

bought Axe and “manly man” body wash for shits and giggles and “ironically” use them. but in the end they still smell like Axe. also yes they bought one of each and share everything.

Yahaba Shigeru

easily impressed by Oikawa, also experiments with different smells but thankfully he’s more subtle with it

Kyoutani Kentarou

Axe.

Terushima Yuuji

Axe.

Aone Takanobu

nice, subtle scent, smells cozy.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

soap is soap, so also Axe.

Tendou Satori

either washes with just water or has a very specific and complicated hair care routine. there is no inbetween. smells like sandalwood and no one knows why.

Shirabu Kenjirou

Axe.

Daishou Suguru

you would think he’s edgy and different, but deep down we all know he uses Axe.

Miya Atsumu

Axe. He is THE prime Axe user. if someone thinks it's cool and manly it's Miya Atsumu.

Miya Osamu

Axe. but one of the milder ones

Suna Rintarou

doesn’t care. Axe.

Haiba Lev

stole his dads fancy cologne, which would be nice and all if he didn’t shower with a chocolate-scented body wash.

Kozume Kenma

long haired gamer. doesn’t shower. probably borrows deodorant from someone on the team because he didn’t pack any and doesn’t care how he smells. so Axe.

Yamamoto Taketora

doesn’t shower. Axe.

Kuroo Tetsurou

token “manly highschooler smell”. overuses Calvin Klein cologne. but shower gel? Axe. ironically watches the alpha male self care routines but secretly notes the shit down.

Yaku Morisuke

buys his products in those mom shops, all his products smell nice like lavender, jasmine or cotton and are vegan, clean and non-gmo.

Akaashi Keiji

takes care of himself. uses basic products, but has a separate product for everything, doesn’t believe in the 3 in 1 (actually uses a conditioner and face wash). smells like he showers regularly so the rest of the team is greatly impressed.

Bokuto Koutarou

Axe. douses himself with the deodorant. definitely had a tutti frutti phase in the past 2 years.

Sakusa Kiyoomi

rubbing alcohol, uses only hypoallergenic, non-scented products.

Yachi Hitoka

bought a strawberry-scented soap because it looked really cute. doesn’t like the scent at all but still uses it because she is anxious to tell her mom to get her a new one.

Shimizu Kiyoko

smells very feminine, uses fancier brands with floral smells.

Ukai Keishin

cigarettes. bought cologne to impress women but rarely uses it.

Takeda Ittetsu

laundry detergent. always has clean clothes and changes often.

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honeystwiggypeach · 2 years

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HIHI!!

Some super sweet domestic fluff of waking up and making breakfast or something like that with Aone?

Thanks ^^

Bestie I’m gonna melt into a puddle pls I love him so much like??? What is it about him dear lord😭Anywho tysm for the request of anyone wants to see anything else let me know because I love writing requests!!

Peaceful mornings aren’t incredibly rare with you and Aone. You and Aone have two kids, your son, who’s quite shy barley making two and your precious daughter who’s only two months old and has been sleeping most of her little life.

What makes them hard to come by is the incredibly odd work schedules you’ve both taken, some mornings you’ll wake up to see Aone sat on the couch savoring his feet minutes of holding his baby cup of coffee sat on the end table, he smiled fondly at you, “I already went and told him bye” he whispers as he mentions your son.

On mornings he doesn’t tell him bye, he freaks out pouting the whole entire day until his dad gets home.

Today, your daughter sleeps peacefully in her baby swing after being fed and you stand beside Aone slightly leaning against him as he cooks breakfast before waking your son.

Before you two can think of doing that however, he’s toddling right in reaching up for his dad who lifts him easily settling him on his hip before pecking his forehead.

He hides his face in his neck before going right back to sleep wrapped in his favorite little blanket and you can’t imagine living any other way.

Pls let me know if you want to see anything else I love requests so much!!!

#🇵🇱~anon #anons #reader insert #x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyu x reader #haikyuu parents #haikyuu dads #mom!reader #requests #dad!aone takanobu #dad!aone #Aone x reader #dad!Aone x reader

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anangelwhodidntfall · 1 year

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Picasso III: Dad!Jake Sully

Avatar Masterlist

word count: 900

Request: Hi! I love your avatar imagines! But could you make a part 3 of Picasso where it takes off from the alternative ending and aoning and his goons are like bullying her about it but then nete and lo'ak show up and they get into a fist fight and she is just chilling next to a palm tree working on a sketch while they are doing this until jake comes. You could alter it if you want, just a request, you don't have to do it! <3

Read: Picasso I, Picasso II, and Picasso II: Alt. Version

It had been a few days since you told your dad about how you felt like you didn't fit in and made you realize that no one's words mattered so you started by putting the pink back in your hair and even your twin put some color in your hair so you wouldn't be the only getting picked on which made you smile.

"Hey if anyone picks on your or says anything to you, you come tell me or your brothers, okay?" Your dad said.

"I will Dad, I promise." You said giving him a hug before leaving.

You went about your day completing your chores and then returning home really quick to grab your sketchbook and supplies and finding a place to sit and sketch for a bit figuring you would surprise your biggest fan aka your dad with a new art piece.

For a while, you had been sitting out there working on the piece for him and finishing it setting it to the side and beginning a new piece until you saw Ao'ning and his buddies walking over to you making you sigh until you remember your dad's words.

"Look at what we have here, the resident freak all by herself." Ao'nung said making his friends laugh as you rolled your eyes.

"Got nothing to say?" He said as you continued to ignore him and work on your piece.

"How about now?" He said snatching your canvas from your making you frown.

"Hey! Give it back now!" You said trying to snatch it back from him and failing as his friends laughed at you.

"Or what freak?" He taunted you.

"Back off fish lips." You heard your brother Lo'ak say as he emerged from the forest grabbing your canvas back from Ao'nung.

"Oh look another freak." Ao'nung said with a smile as your brother got in his face.

"Leave us alone!" You said to them.

Neteyam who had been out in the water had heard what you said and immediately swam over and walked over to where you guys were. He pulled Ao'nung out of Lo'ak's face which caused him to turn and see your twin.

"You heard what she said. Leave them alone especially her." He said looking at Ao'nung.

"Oh big brother coming..." One of Ao'nung's friends started to say but stopped when Ao'nung placed a hand on him.

You three watched as Ao'nung raised his hands in surrender slowly backing away but still keeping his eyes on you.

"Smart choice. And from now on, I need you to respect my sister." He said looking at all of them making sure his point was made.

One of Ao'nung's friends made the mistake of hissing at him which resulted in a fistfight breaking out between all of them. You made your way over to a nearby palm tree and started sketching out the scene before you. It wasn't until your dad and Tonowari came over and broke the fight up that you stopped, and started grabbing your stuff.

"What is going on here?" Your father asked looking at the three of you.

"Ao'nung and his friends were picking on y/n." Neteyam said as your father looked over at you.

"Is this true y/n?" Tonowari asked.

"It is sir, they've been doing since we arrived. My brothers tried to peacefully get them to leave me alone and they wouldn't." You said to him.

"Let's go Ao'nung and I'll deal with the rest of you later." Tonowari said as Ao'nung followed him.

You four made your way home, where your father stopped you before going inside making you worried.

"They were bothering you again?" He asked you concerned.

"Yeah but Lo'ak and Neteyam came to my defense. Neteyam tried to tell them that they needed to respect me but they wouldn't listen." You said.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"I am, I just remembered what you told me and let it go in one ear and out another. In fact I made you this." You said handing him the piece of artwork that you had made before the fight.

"Oh babygirl, I'm so happy to hear that. And love it and I'm so glad to see you making art again." He said hugging you.

"Thank you. So promise not to yell at Neteyam or Lo'ak?" You said making him laugh.

"I promise, they were defending you babygirl, and I can't be mad about that." He said hugging you as you guys walked into the mauri.

#dad!jakesully #dad!jake x daughter!reader #dad!jake sully x reader #dad!jake #mom!neytiri x reader #neteyam sully x reader #lo'ak sully x reader #avatar way of water

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