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kenhinaist · 3 days

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Mask on, mask off

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gothamtwinks · 2 months

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Honorary Cat 🐈‍⬛

Someone come pick him up

#my art #haikyuu #fanart #hinata shoyuo #hq fanart #nekoma #kozume kenma #kuroo testuro #lev haiba

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beanschan · 24 days

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kagehina hug and kiss,, my fav hc currently is them doing pda during matches :p (+ everyone being done w their shit)

#kagehina #kghn #kageyama #hinata #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyu #haikyuu fanart #kageyama tobio #hinata shoyuo #hinata shouyou #hinakage #hq!!#hq #hq!! fanart

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mrrbk25png · 10 months

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gay people....

#comics #fan comic #artists on tumblr #haikyuu #hinata shoyuo #kageyama tobio #miya atsumu #sakusa kiyoomi #kagehina #sakuatsu #kageyama x hinata #sakusa x atsumu

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alaylays · 21 days

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short king of the century

#haikyuu #hinata shoyuo #hinata shoyo #fanart

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saigethearies · 8 months

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osamu and you leave your daughter with her uncle atsumu for the weekend. chaos ensues.

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“i woulda felt better leavin’ her with kita or aran.”

you let out a snort at your husband’s statement. “over your own brother? her blood relative?”

you and osamu were driving to a weekend getaway in the mountains. while the two of you were excited for a break and some quality time, there was no denying that there was some apprehension in the car.

it was the first time you’d be away from your baby daughter. as great as a vacation sounded, it would be a lie to say the two of you weren’t reluctant to go.

in order to ease your nerves, a suitable babysitter was chosen.

only osamu didn’t have a lot of faith in your choice.

“exactly, he’s ma brother, so ‘m the only one who understands just how much of ‘n idiot he truly is.”

“but you saw how happy he was to offer to watch her! atsumu loves being a uncle, he won’t half-ass taking care of her. besides, if he ends up needing help your mom is just a call away.”

“ma’s hostin’ her book club this saturday, she can’t just drop everythin’ if tsumu’s dumbass ends up needin’ help.”

you let out a sigh. “samu, just try and relax. i’m sure everything over on his end is fine.”

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“COURT BABY! COURT BABY! COURT BABY!”

hinata and bokuto chanted as they watched your daughter crawl across the shiny floor of the msby practice gym.

having grown tired of the play mat and toys her uncle atsumu had laid out for her, the little one decided exploring her surroundings would be far more exciting.

“she’s crawlin’ earlier than most babies would,” atsumu chimed proudly. “must’ve got ma athlete genes.”

sakusa rolled his eyes from behind the fake blonde.

“she’s really going fast! let’s time her to see how quick she can move!” hinata suggested, fascinated by the little human on the ground.

“we’re supposed to be doing passing drills-“

“GREAT IDEA HINATA!” bokuto shouted.

“i give up,” the masked brunette said, moving to sit down on the bleachers since apparently no one was going to actually bother to follow instructions.

atsumu smirked while watching his teammates fawn over his niece. he knew it would be a good idea to just bring her to friday practice. the vibe for fridays was always a little more laid-back, and he knew having a cute little baby around would earn him brownie points with his excitable teammates. who didn’t love babies?

his brown eyes shifted over to sakusa momentarily, who was gazing at his niece with a look of disdain on his face.

okay, maybe he didn’t enjoy kids, but the rest of the team sure did!

“hey hey hey, baby miya! let’s see how quick you can crawl to your uncle tsum-tsum!”

atsumu grinned, moving to kneel on the ground so he can encourage his niece to move towards him. seeing the familiar face of her uncle- who shared a face with her father- had her happily babbling away as she pushed towards him.

“awe, she’s trying to talk!” hinata cooed, lip wobbling as he watched the precious exchange.

“alright, everyone,” a voice boomed. everyone turned to see a muscular figure with a head of spiky black hair enter the gymnasium.

“your coach asked me to come over to ensure you boys were actually practicing,” iwaizumi hajime (27) athletic trainer stated. “i have some specific stamina exercises i want everyone to participate in. we’re gonna start by-“

movement in the lower peripheral of iwa’s vision caught his attention and the former ace found his gaze turning toward the floor.

“…why the hell is there a baby here?”

“don’t fuckin’ curse in front’a ma niece!”

“you just- nevermind,” iwa grunted, trying to be as patient as possible considering there was a literal infant present.

slotting his clipboard into the junction of his shoulder, the athletic trainer bent down to gently pick up your daughter. balancing her on his hip as if he’d done it a million times before, he turned back to the team.

“alright, jumping jacks and high knees, i want those heart rates getting up!”

before atsumu could open his mouth, iwa shot him a pointed look.

“i’ll hold your niece, miya, now get moving.”

the squeaking of shoes against the linoleum floor began to sound off. after ensuring everyone was properly following his instructions, he turned to the baby in his hold.

everyone knew iwaizumi was tough, but few knew how much of a complete softie he could be at times. giving your daughter a small smile, he lifted his hands to wave his fingers at her, to which she smiled back and tried to mimic his movements.

he let out a light laugh. “motor skills coming along there, i see-“

“iwaaaaa-chaaannnnn,” a voice sounded off from behind him.

iwaizumi froze. that voice, that stupid nickname, he knew it from anywhere. he began to turn his head to look behind him, gradually as if he was moving in slow-motion.

there was no way…

“guess who flew all the way from argentina to surprise you with his presence,” oikawa boasted as he stepped into the room. “that’s right, me-“

the seijoh grad fell silent as his chocolate colored eyes fell on the small human in his best friend’s hold.

oikawa blinked once. twice. three times. then-

“since when did you have a kid?”

“tooru, this isn’t-“

“how could you keep this from me?”

“will you please just-“

“a whole child? when?”

“shittykawa just shut up-“

“STOP CURSIN’ IN FRONT’A HER!”

“-and listen to me for a second!”

oikawa finally stopped his tirade, moving towards iwaizumi to study the baby in his arms. he bent down to be eye level with her, the both of them staring at each other curiously.

the brunette hummed to himself, reaching a finger out to poke your daughter’s cheek. “she doesn’t look like you.”

“wow, what an observation, it’s almost like she’s not my kid.”

“then who’s is she-“

“she’s my niece,” atsumu growled out, pushing oikawa away from the baby he was prodding at. he fixed the other man with a glare, well aware of who he was and what position he also played. the fact that this potential rival thought he could casually touch his flesh and blood had the fake blonde heated. “i’m takin’ care’a her for the weekend, which means i ain’t letting no lesser setter lay’a hand on her.”

“lesser setter?”

“oh boy,” iwa said, moving away from the two ego-fueled players. he could tell they were about to scuffle and he couldn’t let a baby be anywhere near that.

placing your little girl safely to the side, iwa crouched in front of her, sounds of “never saw ya at spring nationals” and “let’s see what your stats are, huh?” airing in the background.

“you stay right here, i’m gonna go get them to knock it off.”

standing a few meters away from all the chaos, sakusa watched as iwaizumi tried to wrench the two setters apart. sighing, he shifted his gaze to your daughter sitting unattended on the ground, babbling at nothing in particular.

sakusa grimaced. he really didn’t like babies. they were so…germy. and gross. but, he supposed the babies themselves couldn’t really help that fact. it wasn’t their fault they were so little and had such new immune systems.

a shadow then loomed over your daughter, bokuto and hinata standing over her. now that iwaizumi was too distracted to lead them in workouts, the two’s attention was back on the infant.

“i know!” bokuto exclaimed. “let’s do passing drills with baby miya! we can pass her back and forth to each other!”

“she’ll feel like she’s flying! like she’s a little crow!”

“or an owl!”

“you two will be doing absolutely no such thing with this child,” sakusa interjected, scooping your daughter up and going to sit down on the bench with her.

“but ki-“

“no.”

he wasn’t a fan of babies, but considering your daughter’s uncle was currently holding oikawa in a headlock, sakusa figured he could keep an eye on her for just a few minutes. it wouldn’t be too much longer before iwa finally decided he’d had enough and smacked the shit out of both of them.

hearing a little gurgle from below him, the brunette cast his eyes downwards. your daughter’s sight was transfixed on him, a smile coming onto her face when she saw she had the spiker’s attention.

from behind his mask, sakusa felt the corners of his lips twitch upwards.

okay, maybe babies were a little cute.

#osamu miya x reader #osamu x reader #osamu miya #atsumu miya #atsumu miya fluff #hinata shoyuo #bokuto koutarou #sakusa kiyoomi #msby #msby fluff #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa torū #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff

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angelltheninth · 26 days

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From Cuddling to Something More

Pairing: Timeskip!Hinata Shoyo x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, established relationship, cuddlefucking, sweet and domestic, gentle sex, teasing, stripping, praise, creampie, grinding, overstimulation, being needy, flirty fem!Reader

Word count: 1k

A/N: Bit of a slow day today but enjoy this cute bit of smut.

"Five more minutes." You grumbled against his neck as you pushed him down on the bed. He laughed at your attempt and glanced at the alarm clock, "No clocks. Come on, cuddle me some more. There's nowhere we need to be on Sunday morning. As your girlfriend I demand you stay in bed with me."

"All day? Or am I allowed to leave?" Hinata asked as he placed his chin directly below your breasts.

"Nope. Just relax and enjoy the view. There's no practice, no college classes, no tournaments, no nothing. Just cuddling with me." You cupped his cute cheeks and pulled him in for a short kiss. "And a few kisses coming your way if you're good."

Hinata didn't want to think about the many ways he could earn these little rewards. His brain wasn't working properly anyway, with you moving on top of him, grinding against his morning wood. Which he knew you could feel because the roll of your hips was way too deliberate to be subtle. "You're making things very hard for me."

"Am I really? I didn't notice. I'm perfectly innocent." You claimed, cupping his bulge a moment later, "But you do have a problem down here. Did having me on top make you hard? Hinata, you perv. You- hey! Where are your hands going?!" Under your shirt, "Hey, you don't get to touch just because I teased you a little. I want to cuddle not- mmm-" His fingers pressed against your nipples. "You're so mean and unfair, I want to see you too you know."

He raised his eyebrows, "I am being unfair aren't I? I should really get rid of this shirt then." As soon as he sat up you wanted to complain, but then he took his shirt off and all your complaints died on your lips. The many years of volleyball really made him toned.

"God, you're so handsome." You watched his cheeks redden and he scratched the back of his neck. But his hands didn't stay away for long, "Ah, hey, stop! I can take off my own shirt!" Hinata pouted again, but let you do your thing. "Don't just stare, let's get back under the covers, or do you want me to get a cold?"

"You're the one who suggested this. I can think of a few ways to warm you up though." Once he was close enough he threw your legs over his shoulders, his lips kissing yours before you had a chance to ask what he was even thinking. "And you can warm me up too. This place here," those rough fingers rubbed you through your underwear, pushed them against your pussy until there was a big stain on them, so much he could perfectly see the outline of your pussy lips, "it's getting very hot."

"And that is all your fault." You ran your hands up his arms, feeling his muscles flexing under your hands. "So you should do something about it."

"I really should, shouldn't I? Wouldn't be a good boyfriend if I didn't make my pretty lady feel good." Hinata shook his head at himself, he couldn't let you down, he wouldn't let you down. With your panties soon moved out of the way of his fingers your hips jerked towards them, hungry for the touch is his hand. "I made you so wet. I made you wait for me. I'm sorry, let me make it up to you." He pushed his boxers down, kicked them away quickly and grabbed his hard dick. The tip slotted neatly between your folds but he didn't slide it in yet.

You groaned in protest as you found yourself moved to your side. "What now? I need you..." You whined against his chest while he laughed at your current misery. "Not being a good boyfriend right now."

Hinata guided his cock back between your legs, one hand holding his length, the other moving your leg over his hip to give him a better angle. His eyes locked on yours in a silent question. A single nod later and you felt his cock pushing in your pussy until he was balls deep in you. You finally let out a content sigh.

"That's good isn't it. Being together like this, wrapped up in each other." Hinata ran his hands down your naked back, feeling you shiver as his hips pressed fully against your own.

You closed your eyes in bliss, your hand patting down the bed for the blanket which you then pulled over you both. "So warm. Full. And... fuck... you're hitting just the right spot." Rolling your hips into his you felt his hold on you tighten. The two of you quickly found a comfortable pace, an easy and slow grinding, with which you could perfectly feel every twitch of his cock and how full his balls were when they pressed against you.

"The one making things warm is you. I love falling asleep with my cock in your pussy." He was almost about to doze off like this. Were it not for the wonderful way your pussy gripped him he would have fallen asleep again.

"Stay inside then. Make me even more full." Of course he knew what this meant. "It's a no risk day today. It's okay." You really didn't want him to pull out now.

"Are you sure? It'll be really gross when my cum spills out of you." He joked, he knew you enjoy the feeling. A bit too much some would say.

"I'm sure. Please do it, stay here, I want every last drop of your cum in my- oh!" You moaned when his hands pressed, or more like slapped against your soft ass. His thrusts were short, fast, deep and like before, hit at the perfect angle that had you seeing stars before long.

Strong arms kept you safe and grounded as your orgasm rocked through you, your moans and sigs ringing in Hinata's ears. He wasn't far behind you, he wasn't holding back anymore, the mess be damned, all that mattered was your satisfaction. And you would only be satisfied with his warm, thick cum painting the inner walls of your cunt.

"Keep holding me." You pleaded.

"Of course I will, for as long as you need. I love you, I've got you, I've got you babe." He kept rolling his hips slowly, pushing his cum out but also adding to it, his balls still having more to give until they were fully empty.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #hinata shoyo x reader #hinata x reader #hinata smut #shoyo hinata x reader #shoyo hinata smut #hinata shoyuo #hinata shoyo #hq x reader #hq smut

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rassebers · 2 months

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This is what bobas made of. Yeah think twice before you have it again

#i had to let the cartoonyness free & took it out on them #my rart #kageyama tobio #hinata shoyuo #kagehina #haikyuu!!

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tiza0925 · 8 days

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Pretty Little Thing | 18+

Warnings/Tags: nsfw, afab/female!reader, kissing, soft!dom Hinata, pet names, teasing, sitting on his lap, vaginal fingering, grinding, praise kink, implied multiple orgasms, it gets wet and messy ♡ SET IN A TIMELINE WHERE ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED-UP AND OVER 18

Pairing: Hinata Shouyou x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

It should be embarrassing how easy it is for you to get this aroused.

All it takes is for you to sit on his lap—his muscled thighs keeping your legs spread apart—while he murmurs such soft demands to kiss him with light touches all over your body—

And you’re already heated just by that alone—your pussy leaking in your panties, clit all puffy and sensitive, and your nipples feel so heavy that the slightest brush over them can set you off.

“Shouyou—”

But it’s mostly the way Hinata kisses you as he holds your hips in place—lips slotting between yours and suckling on your plush lips like he wants to taste you—while parting your mouth open with his to let his tongue slide against yours so sinfully—

That’s what has you melting into a puddle of honey and heat as you make a small sound at the back of your throat—and your fingers in his hair dig in a little more to scratch against his scalp.

“Hm?” Hinata hums, sounding dazed, still kissing you senselessly as his hands—so big and calloused—move behind you to give your ass an indulgent squeeze. “You okay?”

He asks while nipping your lower lip, pulling out a whimper from you, and you force yourself to relax in a shuddering breath as you pull back a little. “Y-yeah, I just—”

You suck in a sharp breath as he kisses you again, and your eyelashes flutter as they grow half-lidded.

You need more.

Making out with him on this couch in his apartment is great—one of your favourite ways to pass the time with Hinata but—

But god—there’s this needy ache between your thighs that you can’t ignore, and it’s getting at you with every slick slide of his mouth against yours.

“You need something, baby?” He asks, causing you to look down at him and—

Your eyes widen at the grin you’re met with in return—as if he already knows without needing to hear you say it—and you swallow hard, nodding slowly as you wet your swollen lips, your voice coming out breathy, “Yes.”

“Yeah?” Hinata has one eyebrow raised, and his grin grows as his voice lowers, tilting his head to kiss the underside of your jaw, murmuring, “Was kissing too much for you, sweetheart?”

Your breath hitches in your throat when you feel his warm lips kiss your jaw, below it, then slide his mouth down the side of your neck, teasing that sensitive spot in the crook of your neck.

Fuck—

It has your head going hazy, and your cheeks grow hot as he sucks on that delicate piece of skin, seemingly intent on leaving a small mark.

Not that you mind.

You’re always proud to show off whatever mark Hinata leaves on your body—whether it be a small bruise from his mouth or a red spot from where his hand would meet your skin with harsh slaps—you wanted everyone to know.

Your fingers curl into his hair as Hinata continues to lick and suck at your neck, and your mouth parts with heavy breaths swooshing out of you as you nod wordlessly—your tongue feeling too thick to move at the moment.

You hear Hinata chuckle—you even feel how it rumbles against you with how close your bodies are pressed against one another—and then he pulls back to tilt his chin up at you, his eyes so murky with desire. “Then show me.”

You blink, confused for a moment with a frown burrowing on your lips, and Hinata kisses your small pout as he mumbles against your mouth. “Lift your skirt for me, baby.”

Oh.

You shake as he kisses you gently, slowly, and so softly before you pull back to do just as you were told—your hands a little shaky with just how affected you are—as you tug at the bottom hem of your skirt to bring it up and over your waist, revealing pink panties that are already a little soaked.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Hinata groans, low, as his eyes take in the small damp spot seeping from the center of your panties, and he runs the pad of his thumb from your covered clit and down your slit, feeling just how hot and wet you are through the thin fabric.

Then he brings his eyes back up with a small, teasing smile, and your stomach flutters. “I haven’t even done anything to you yet.”

You huff out a breath, clearly a little embarrassed of how obviously affected you are. “Shut up.”

But that just makes him snort softly, and he hooks two fingers to pull your panties to the side, revealing your bare pussy that’s all sticky and shiny from your arousal.

“Look how pretty you are,” Hinata drawls, almost entrapped with the way his eyes are admiring your pussy, and his other hand comes to run his middle finger—that’s long and thick—through your pillowy folds, gathering your fluids towards your little clit, while the excess of your juices leaks onto yours and his thighs. “Such a messy pussy too.”

Who would’ve thought that the Hinata Shouyou would have a mouth like that?

Because you certainly didn’t when you first met him in Brazil.

He seemed nice—innocent, actually.

It’s why you felt so safe and carefree around him when you two talked.

It’s also why you agreed to come back to his place for the night—only your perceptions of him to be completely turned a whole 180 when you realize that he’s a different person in bed.

Still sweet and caring, yes, but god—he knew how to make you feel so heated and exposed with such simple words.

And that was months ago.

Now look at where you guys are.

You whine as you try closing your legs—but that’s futile when he’s got you all spread out from the strength of his thighs—and he laughs quietly at your embarrassment as you rest your forehead on his shoulder.

“Don’t be shy,” Hinata cups you over your cunt, feeling just how soft your pussy is, and he puts pressure against your clit with the palm of his hand. “I like it when it’s all wet, sweetheart.”

He kisses the side of your head, almost soothingly, and he grinds his palm up to rub it against your engorged clit, his voice a throaty whisper against your ear. “You feel so good like this, you know.”

You shudder, electric sparks of heat shooting up your spine as he continues to grind his palm against your pussy, getting it soaked and drooling all over his hand and fingers, and it has your eyes rolling back as you let out small moans.

“Can you cum like this?” He asks that, all sweet yet there’s a hint of a demand in there, as he kisses your ear. “Get my hand all messy for me, baby?”

You let out a shaky groan, and your hips begin to move in sync with his hand, bringing that tight coil in your belly to grow more and more until it’s so close to exploding—

And Hinata gets your cunt all drenched as his palm spreads your juices everywhere—making your pussy all sloppy as he brings you to your first orgasm—

“Shit—” You gasp, all wet and needy, when you feel one of his fingers dip inside you, and Hinata is so damn quick to curl his finger to rub your g-spot, causing stars to shoot behind your eyes and liquid fire bursts from your clit—

“There you go,” Hinata coos, strumming the inside of your walls as he gropes your pussy, sounding throaty as his lips brush against your ear. “You’ve always been good at listening to me.”

God—

Your mouth opens with a silent moan as your orgasm ripples through you—suddenly and harshly—and you cum on his hand, fluids leaking everywhere that you get all slippery with how wet you are.

And Hinata works you through it, his free hand coming to hold your hip—his fingers dig into your flesh—just mesmerized at how pretty you sound at the moment.

It’s when he feels you grunt from overstimulation that he pulls his hand away, and you let out a huge breath as your body goes limp against him and—

And then you hear him hum as something close to the sound of sucking catches your ears—and your turn your head to watch with wide eyes as he licks his hand, groaning at the taste of you.

“Get up.”

You blink dazedly at him, still feeling the aftershocks of your orgasm with your cunt still throbbing, and he must’ve noticed the confusion on your face as he chuckles breathlessly, giving you a chaste kiss—and fuck, you can faintly taste yourself on his lips.

“Don’t look so confused, now, baby,” Hinata smirks against you, and your heart makes a small leap as he kisses you again. Slowly. “I’m not done with you yet.”

That’s another thing about Hinata that surprised you—

Is that all of his passion and eagerness you’ve seen on the court as he plays volleyball—

That all translates well into how he is with you in bed—because he never just stops at one orgasm.

And tonight is no different.

End.

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