#Haikyuu hoshiumi

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COURT FUCK hoshiumi korai x top amab reader

warnings. public sex, creampie, extremely shameless kourai, exhibitionism, someone took a picture of them going at it in the end. and the biggest one is extremely bad and rushed writing.

A/N. guys i love him so much you don't even know. this is based off adlers hoshiumi because he's so cute. NOT proofread cuz im lazy like that.

minors, fujoshis and blank blogs DNI.

Loud cheering were heard in the background, but it felt like the only sounds you were hearing are skin on skin contact and Kourai's shameless moaning. You tried to remember what even got you here in the first place, but you'd immediately be snapped out of your though when his hole would squeeze, sucking in your cock hungrily, incaging it inside his tight hole.

At this point, you were basically multitasking. Holding his hips in place as you continue to shape his inside into the shape of your cock, as you continue to search in your mind for at least, at least some kind of a lead.

God, of course he had to have such an intoxicating body. Was this on purpose? His milky skin flushed as sweats trickled down, the way you were holding his hips so hard to leave a bruise on his soft flesh. His moans. God, his moans. They echoed through your ears, encouraging you to go harder, faster, leave the Hoshiumi Kourai all knocked up.

Ah. You remembered now. It was after a match against Schweiden Adlers. Ultimately, your team had lost. But Kourai was greedy. He felt like a nice, clean victory over your team wasn't enough for him, no. He wanted more. Something that'd leave him all satisfied—not really. He'd still come crawling back at you, begging on his knees, wanting more, more and more, every hour of the day, 24/7. In different position every time. Oh, you both are in public? Well, they all can watch! He loves the thrill of someone or even multiple people recording him. Waking up next morning in your bed, all sore and nicely bred. He'd check his phone specifically Twitter (now branded to X but I can't bring myself to write it) to see him all over the frontpage, with you absolutely fucking him like a wild animal. But let's put all of that aside for now.

You couldn't tell if people noticed. Both of you were engaging it in a semi-secluded corner of the court. The next round had already kicked off. Maybe Hoshiumi was hoping for the people on the stands to take notice and tear their attention away from the game, onto the both of you. Maybe not and he'd like to keep all this moment all to himself, he thought that nobody deserved to see the lewd moment between the both of you. Selfish.

You relished in the way his ass would jiggle the second your pelvis would make contact with it, the way your cock would disappear in and out of him, releasing lewd wet noises and leaving your cock coated with a brand new glossy wet shine everytime.

You also appreciated the little details, too. You loved seeing his white hair bouncing with every thrusts, the way his eyes would slightly cross when your tip would force to his prostate. The light blush coating his cheeks, the drool that would escape through his lips that was currently biting his lip, dripping down to his chin.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. This all felt too fucking good. It was bound to happen. You shot your seed into him, maybe a little too much but was Kourai even complaining? Hell no! It would be unreasonable for him to do so. Your cum felt so warm inside of him, his hole tightening around your shaft like he was trying to milk all cum left in your balls dry-

Click

It sounded like the sound of a camera shutter going on. Whoever that was, they probably acquired a new getting off material.

[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

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“..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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does anyone else think that,, that the reason kageyama was barely surprised when he first saw hoshiumi ,,, is bc he's already used to being impressed by a certain short player's jumps,,, so even though hoshiumi is better than him in terms of abilities, kageyama isn't that shocked cause he's gotten used to seeing hinata fly?

like yeah. Hoshiumi is on a different level in terms of abilities so it's still impressive, but it's a different type of shock to see a short player fly for the first time. and Kageyama's already had that shock with hinata. so he's impressed by Hoshiumi's abilities, but not by his height, cause he learned not to subestimate someone bc of their height when he met Hinata

[sassycheesecake]

Hii I love ur blog and I was wondering if you could do hc's of salusa kiyoomi, komori motoya, atsumu miya, and hoshiumis type of s/o? Thanksss❤️‼️

Hello little cake! Of course I can! I hope it is to your liking ❤️

Kiyoomi Sakusa

I am 95% sure Kiyoomi would have a s/o who is more on the quiet side yet still confident

Since he is dealing with loud teammates on a daily basis timeskip, he prefers it if it’s more quiet

Obviously his s/o can have their silly moments but they should know their boundaries

Kiyoomi would definitely look for a s/o who can take care of themselves, physically and mentally

His s/o would also have to bring great patience and understanding into the beginning of the relationship

It takes some time for the Outside Hitter to warm up to someone

But once his s/o has broken down his walls and melted off the ice-cold facade, Kiyoomi is the most attentive boyfriend

He cleans, he has impeccable hygiene and incredibly smart

He 1000% has a routine for how to do things at his home or how he spends his day, his s/o has to accept his busy schedule and adjust to it

THE BEST LISTENER!

Kiyoomi may not be the best advice giver but if you need to vent, man‘s gonna listen without interruption

Invites you to all his games and you need to wear his jersey

I headcannon Kiyoomi is a very jealous person fight me

Please no nicknames for him (his partner would get the famous scowl)

I can see Kiyoomi dating someone who does not have a lot of contact with other people in their work life, so probably IT or a writer for example

Tolerates medical field workers😂

Motoya Komori

Motoya is on the tier list of golden retriever boyfriends

He’s so understanding, so cute and very romantic

I think it doesn’t really matter to Motoya what his s/o looks like or if his s/o is more quiet or more loud

Motoya grew up with Mr. anxiety himself, so he knows exactly what to do if you have panic attacks or suffer under panic disorders

But with every professional athlete, Motoya needs someone who understands his busy schedule and shouldn’t get mad about him going away for quite a while on away games or longer training days

Trust is everything to Motoya!

His s/o shouldn’t be a sarcastic person, Motoya would get annoyed by it eventually

Lowkey needs Sakusa‘s approval

Motoya has a high social battery, so his s/o should be able to handle lots of meet ups and social outings

His partner should be able to get along with his family, especially Sakusa since he is very close with him

Communication is also very important to Motoya, his s/o NEEDS to tell him if something is bothering them

Atsumu Miya

Cheeky asshole (my bae)

I can see Atsumu going for either a confident person like himself or someone submissive

Either would work but it would be more compatible if his s/o would be more submissive (even in the bedroom)

His s/o would also have to be tolerant of his direct behavior and shouldn’t take everything he says directly to heart (Atsumu can be mean at times and if he’s mad or moody, his s/o shouldn’t be too sensitive about it)

Atsumu needs a s/o who is smaller than him, he is a big teaser and loves to be teased back

S/o shouldn’t be afraid of physical affection, Atsumu is BIG on pda (kissing in public, occasional butt squeezes)

His partner shouldn’t be too clingy, Atsumu is very dedicated to his sport!

If Atsumu loses a game, his partner should be respectful about him wanting alone time or comfort

His partner can be athletic or in not so top shape, yet he would probably prefer one that can somewhat keep up with his stamina and go on runs with him or even train with him

His s/o HAS to get along with his twin brother, if they don’t like each other, it’s an absolute NO-GO for Atsumu (he may never admit it out loud but Osamu is Atsumu‘s whole world besides volleyball)

Kōrai Hoshiumi

Seagull boi

Would need a s/o who doesn’t mind his loud mouth

His s/o should be his number one fan and be quite feisty and a proud character

His partner should definitely be around his height or taller than him

Kōrai is a very competitive person, he would love to have a partner he can have bets with or fight against (like gaming, playing sports etc)

Kōrai doesn’t care what body shape his partner has, he will love them regardless

The bigger nerd his partner is, the better

Would have to be a big fan of animals, since his best friend is a vet and Kōrai occasionally has pets staying with him

Probably will adopt like 2 dogs with his s/o

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Shark week

word count; 505 – f!reader on her period

“Who are you texting, Hoshi?” Romero asked, patting the short spiker on the back and making him look up from his phone, frown barely softening.

“Y/n is on her shark week, asked me to get some stuff on the way home,” Hoshiumi mumbled, sending off an ofc<3 before putting his phone in his locker and following the team out.

“Shark week? Do you mean her period?” Ushijima asked for clarification, and the way Hoshiumi’s pale face reddened was embarrassing, to say the least.

“Do you even know what to get her?” Hirugami asked, clearly teasing him with that tone.

Hoshiumi’s nose scrunched and he was about to start barking out a response when he was interrupted. Sometimes he felt like all these tall players forgot he was even there, and it annoyed him to no end.

“You should get chocolate. And ice cream, her favourite kind if you know it,” Kageyama said, looking weirdly proud of his knowledge. ‘If you know it’, obviously he knows it!

“Of course-”

“It’s not embarrassing to say period. You should not be ashamed about the natural cycle of a woman’s body.” Ushijima continued his earlier thought.

“I know that, she-”

“Some women are more into food on their period, like a proper full meal. My wife is that way, at least,” Romero added, only fuelling the fire because Hoshiumi knows what you like.

“You should probably ask her if she wants anything else.”

“And don’t get confused about the wings.”

Now Hoshiumi was definitely red, but it was more along the lines of hot-headed. “I know how to take care of my girlfriend!” he snapped before stomping off to start jogging around the court for warmup.

The audacity of these men acting like he doesn’t know you.

Hoshiumi kicked the door shut behind him, a plastic bag in one hand, a reusable tote bag in the other and his training bag slung over his shoulder. “I’m here, baby!”

He found you curled up under your duvet, and he knew there was a heating bad under there somewhere too. “Can you come cuddle, please? The sharks are killing me.”

First, he went to refill your water bottle with cold water and put it on your nightstand, always encouraging you to drink more when you felt ill. Then he put the ice cream away and prepared a little bowl with the rest of the snacks he got.

He also put the snacks on the nightstand before crawling under the duvet and curling around your back, face nuzzling into your neck and leaving little kisses. His hands found the heating pad, holding it against your stomach so your hands were free to grab any snacks you wanted.

“Let’s get Burger King later, yeah?” he mumbled. Because of course he knew you hate asking for it and would rather have him encourage a cheat day.

“Yes!”

And the relief in your voice was more than enough to prove that being your boyfriend is the one thing he would always do best.

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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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"You're late." Hoshiumi said by way of greeting as Kageyama walked into practise nearly twenty minutes late. "Did you get lost again or something?"

"No." Tobio muttered apologetically. "Just lost track of time."

"Uh huh."

"Sorry."

"Whatever."

Nothing more was said on the subject as Kageyama quickly caught up with practise and no one thought anything of it for a while.

It's not until cooldown stretches that Ushijima takes note of something.

"You changed your nails again."

Sure enough, the setter's sporting a fresh black manicure and the team's sharing knowing grins.

"Well, that explains you being late." Romero mused knowingly. "Manicure ran long?"

Tobio's ears turned pink, petulantly observing that his teammates know him too damn well.

"So (Y/N)'s sporting a matching set, right?" Hoshiumi teased, to which Ushijima replies-

"Obviously."

"Shut up." Kageyama huffed, earning a good natured chuckle from the team.

They mean no harm, they always find ways to give each other grief, and even if they did, Tobio's not ashamed of this little couple-y habit.

He doesn't always have matching manicures with his partner, it's not as if they're constantly changing their nails anyway, but when they do get to go together, why would he get anything different?

They look great on (Y/N), and they like it when they get to match, so he wears them.

The team's used to this fact as part of life at this point, but he still catches them grinning when (Y/N) comes in to pick him up, waving a fresh black manicure, the number 20 painted in white on the nail of their left ring finger.

"Ready to go, handsome?"

The prompt for this is from this list. Knew that idea would come in handy eventually :D

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refresh the page ✨✨💖by alkhale (oneshot, humor, fluff)Hoshiumi’s just ..Always liked people who spark. Hirugami drops his cream pan sandwich, jaw dropping. [COMPLETED]

wishing upon your name ✨by thethirdheart (oneshot. fluff, slowburn, highschool, lights angst, slice of life) He wasn’t any little giant. He was The Little Giant. Nicknames derived from oxymorons never impressed you that much; to you, they always sounded corny. Apparently, his moniker derived from his talent in volleyball. You guessed that he was a shorter-than-average player who happened to stand out on the court because he was able to keep up with other taller players. You were half right.[COMPLETED]

atychiphobia ✨✨ by @bruh-haikyuu(oneshot, smut, fluff, post! timeskip)fear of not being good enough... wherein ypu give you boyfriend a sex ban of 2 weeks.[COMPLETED]

I was just...Jealous by @osamiiya (oneshot, jealousy)Hoshiumi never meant to let his jealousy get the best of him. Especially not when it caused his favorite manager to leave because of him.[COMPLETED]

today, tomorrow, and forever with you.✨ by orphan_account (oneshot, fluff, confession, rlly short)you can never tell what’s on his mind.[COMPLETED]

Mistletoes Are White✨ by JamminLocks (oneshot, childhood friends to lovers, fluff, requited unrequited love )Its your long time dream that when you fall in love, you and your significant other, whether it on purpose or by chance, would kiss each other under a mistletoe.[COMPLETED]

Big Dreams by  @dira333 /Fogfire (oneshot)You’d never have met Hoshiumi Korai without your need to prove yourself. He’d never fallen in love with you if not for his competitiveness.[COMPLETED]

Broken Pipes by Millennialwriter(Friends to lovers, fluff, humor, angst, smut)Your life as a model brought you little joy, finding yourself looking forward to one thing and one thing only, your mysterious handsome pro athlete neighbor. Your casual conversations ended the same as they always did, with both of you shutting your doors and saying goodnight. However when a pipe unexpectedly bursts between your walls and you’re forced together, will sparks fly or will your non-existent relationship end up as ruined as your apartment???[COMPLETED]

Seamless by sweetshootingstars(oneshot, pianist! reader, fluff, post! timeskip, established relationship)Kourai isn't the best with his words, but he thinks of you more than you'll ever know.[COMPLETED]

Opposition✨  by @seokiloquy (oneshot, frenemies to lovers)[COMPLETED]

[dira333]

Big Dreams - Hoshiumi x Reader

From my Haikyuu Request Game - I got to pick the Character

A/N: Let me gift you my inspiration picture: Hoshiumi

Big Dreams - Hoshiumi:

You’d never have met Hoshiumi Korai without your need to prove yourself.

He’d never fallen in love with you if not for his competitiveness.

-

“Hey!” Hoshiumi steps in front of you, sweat still dripping from his hairline. “Aren’t you going to interview me?”

Hirugami turns around instantly, not as tuned in to his antics as his little brother had been.

“Why? Do you have something to say?” You flick your notepad back open and eye him, but he can’t quite figure out how you feel about the task.

Are you sassing him? Criticizing his height? Here? After a win like this?

He takes a breath before he knows it, the words spluttering out of him with well-known speed and aggression. 

He can’t really tell what he’s saying, just that he has said it all before, to other faces.

Only your smile does not turn awkward or frightened or insulted. 

Your smirk only seems to grow, edging him on.

And then there’s Hirugami’s hand, grabbing the back of his shirt, lifting him up like a misbehaving cat.

“Hoshiumi! Apologize to the nice lady.”

“No nice lady here, I’m sorry.” You quip back and Hoshiumi blinks, stunned for a moment.

“Now, I know my boss and with the material I already have, I won’t be able to fit any of that impressive speech in this week's article, but I might be able to arrange some things.” You flip your notepad close again, and pull a card out of your pocket, holding it out to him, still dangling two feet above the ground.

“You can call or text me, or you can yell really loud, I’m sure I’ll be able to hear you.”

-

He calls you the next day, going straight to voice mail.

With anyone else, he might have dropped it after that, but he can still picture that daring smile on your face, the challenge in your eyes.

He won’t be defeated this easily.

It takes him an embarrassingly long time to craft a message he feels comfortable with.

Thank god for training, though, the one place he can serve and spike and jump until the nerve endings in his body no longer feel like they’re on fire.

-

Your smile is going to be a problem, he realizes the third time you meet for the article you’re now working on now. You had spent one evening talking about his childhood and how it felt, growing up and playing Volleyball as the shortest on the team. The second time your conversation had drifted more into your past, the two of you quickly engaged in a game of twenty questions.

And now, on your third meeting, he can barely focus on the food in front of him, too engrossed in the pull of your smile, the hook of your lips.

It didn’t matter if you were talking or listening, you always looked like you were thinking about some great joke you were not willing to share.

-

“What are you thinking about?” You ask, head cocked to the side as you eye him over the table.

“How’s the article going?”

“That’s not what you’ve been thinking about.”

“What? You’re able to read my mind now?”

“Hmm, learned it just yesterday.”

“Oh yeah? Tell me what I’m thinking about.” He regrets his words the moment they’re out of his mouth, your eyes widening in way that makes him feel like he’s the prey and you’re the predator, ready to pounce.

Your eyes move over his face, brush over his lips - it’s as if he can feel it, a touch as soft as feathers - before they move back to his eyes and you smile, daring, blazing.

“Do you want to go hiking with me this weekend, Korai?”

-

It’s not that he’s never been hiking before.

He’s just never seen the thrill of it before. Sure, he can be the fastest on the way to the top, but he’d rather be at the beach instead.

That is, until he meets up with you at the ass-crack of dawn, dragging his brand-new hiking boots through the dirt to make them look a little less shiny.

He forgets all about that when you step out of your car, your adorable little sun hat a stark contrast against the way your shorts accentuate your legs.

“Did you put on sunscreen?” You ask.

“Aren’t we going to walk through the woods the whole time anyway?” He asks, looking up at the mountain they’re going to be climbing today, the trees still cast in darkness.

“Sure. But it’s important.” You pull something out of your bag. “Hold still.” 

He freezes when he feels your hands on his face, blushing under the tender care of your fingertips. He blushes even more when he sees the cheeky grin on your face.

“How long’s that hike?” He asks.

“About five hours, I think:”

“We could do it in three.” He boasts. “I can carry you if you get tired.”

“Oh, I’m sure you can.” You tease, but let him take the lead.

-

You stop him about halfway into the hike, your hand warm on his bicep.

“Tired already?” He asks, realizing that he does hope you’ll say yes.

You smirk and shake your head. 

“Not at all. But if we keep up this pace we’re going to miss the best part of the hike.”

You take his hand without asking and pull him along, away from the marked path. 

It probably says a lot about him that he follows you without questioning it, that the way your hand feels in his wipes any doubts from his brain.

-

They don’t have to walk far until he can hear the water, until the trees open up again to a waterfall, the water collecting in a small, deeply turquoise pool.

“Wow.” He says and you squeeze his hand, the smile on your face so different now, yet even more beautiful.

You don’t say it but he feels that this is something important to you, that this moment means more than you let on.

“We could swim.” He offers, trying to break through the sudden shyness that’s taking a hold of him.

Your teasing grin is back again. 

“I don’t know if you can.” You say and he furrows his brows at that wording, slipping out of his shoes before he can talk himself out of it.

The water is icy. He manages to keep a straight face and get in until it hits his knees before he realizes that he will never be able to swim here and turns back around to you pressing your hand against your mouth to stop the laughter from spilling out.

“Very funny.” He tells you, his voice dry but the grin spreading on his face betraying his words.

“I’m sorry.” You giggle. “But you were so eager to prove yourself, I couldn’t resist letting you try.”

-

They reach the peak in a bit over three hours. 

“You could convince me to like this.” He tells you when you put down a blanket and share a simple meal and a breathtaking view with him. 

Something in your face changes. “That’s good to know.”

You look at the view for a second and when you turn your face again, you’re smiling again.

“What’s your biggest dream?”

He laughs, surprised by the sudden change of topics. “You’re really thorough in your work, aren’t you?”

“I’m not asking for the article.”

His jaw clicks shut as he catches your tone, your eyes never leaving his. Blood rushes to his head and his first words are a stuttering mess.

Your hand curls around his and squeezes and his lungs feel as if you squeeze them too, order them to work again.

“I-” He stares down at the valley below, at the tiny houses and the even smaller cars.

It makes him feel so small, but in a good way, for the first time in his life.

“I guess I should say win the Olympics or something like that.” His eyes get caught on a little blue car that’s zooming down a street, disappearing around a corner and appearing again. 

For a weird moment he feels like that, alone on the way of life, trying to catch up with the others yet unsure were they left him behind.

Your hand squeezes his again, just as another car turns onto the winding road that leads down the mountain. Hoshiumi smiles, not sure at what, the soft pressure of your fingers or the fact that the little blue car is no longer alone on the road, no longer trying to catch up.

“My parents are so in love, you wouldn’t believe.” He tells you, his voice a bit raspy from emotion. “It used to make us sick how lovey-dovey they can get, my brother and me, I mean.”

He turns and there’s a different kind of smile on your lips, like you know exactly what he’s meaning to say before he says it. Like you’re really able to read in his mind, like you’re the red car following him down the street, telling him without words that he’s not alone in this race.

“I want what they have, one day. I’m just not sure I can, well… there’s no manual to that, right?” 

He can’t help turning shy again, his usual confidence pooling out of him.

“My biggest dream was to prove myself.” You say, your voice as clear as the mountain air. “That I could be what I wanted to be even if everyone told me it was impossible.”

“It’s not that my time in High School was that terrible.” You explain, your voice still light but a certain heaviness coats your words. 

He squeezes your hand. You tell him of your past, of the comments, made in passing or directly to your face.

“What’s that like?” He asks. “Dyslexia?”

You look at him but your eyes seem to look through him as you speak.

“It’s certainly a disadvantage in my field but it does not automatically imply incompetence or ineptitude.” You tell him, the words sharp enough to cut him if he had not spoken them himself before.

He wants to tell you that he gets it. That he knows exactly what it’s like, even if he has not experienced exactly the same thing.

But his brain and his mouth seem to be unable to agree. He squeezes your hand instead and you smile, the smallest smile he’s seen on you so far.

-

He does not hear from you for three days after that.

On Monday he’d played like a madman, still fueled by the press of your lips to his cheeks.

On Tuesday doubt had begun to creep in, to dig its nasty roots into his heart.

On Wednesday he could barely focus on anything except the one thing he was good at - Volleyball.

He sat in his car after training, chewing on his lip as he stared down at his phone, trying to get you to call him through telepathy alone.

The hike had felt like it meant something. He needed it to mean something.

When the street lights flickered to live around him, his car the only one on the parking lot, he pressed down on your contact and swallowed down his nerves, begging the universe that you’d pick up.

“Hello?”

“Hi, it’s- uh, it’s Hoshiumi.”

“I know.”

Silence. He could hear his own heart beating in his throat.

“Can I come over?”

“Sure.”

-

You had sounded tired. He takes a detour and picks up some food he had seen you eat before, hoping his instincts aren’t leading him astray this time.

When the door opens, he barely recognizes you. Your hair’s messy, your shirt stained and the bags under your eyes the color of bruises.

“I brought food.” He says, raising the bag in his hand.

The pull of your smile is hard now like your body is made of granite, your lips cut into it with steel. 

“I’m not that presentable.”

“I don’t need presentable. I want real.”

There’s a beat of silence, a quiver of your lips. You step aside and let him in.

That night he learns that you cry when you write and you learn that you all hurt the same way when you bleed for the things you love. 

-

Months later

“Hey.” He walks over to where you’re checking your bag one last time. “Ushijima says they made the trip in four hours last time. Iwaizumi says that it normally takes five hours.”

“It’s a team building exercise, Korai, not a race.” You remind him and rub sunscreen into his cheeks, sticking your tongue out at him when he crosses his eyes at you.

“I know, I know.” His hands find your hips as he holds you, and grounds you in the middle of it all. The world around you never stops spinning, no matter how much you want it to take a break sometimes.

You share a look, a knowing smirk on his lips and the familiar pull of yours, like you know a joke you won’t yet share. At least not with anyone but him.

My Kofi if you want to tip me

[ultveeolent]

Some korai doodles + class notes ft. me and him cause free will exists 😁

MY HANDWRITING IS SO SHIT THO HELLOOO

[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 !!

ꪆৎ ˚⋅ 🐦

-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.

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[flowerboy4eva]

GUYS PELASE IF YOU FIND THE POST WHERE ITS JUST KENMA, HINATA, NISHINOYA, AND HOSHIUMI ALL IN THISE PINK CARHOP OUTFIT OR LIKE THOSE WAITERS THAT SKATE PELASE I CANT FIND IT

[lowkxytears]

one of my most beloved headcanons is that hoshiumi kourai's mum is part middle eastern and that their "seagull" eyes are a result of putting on kohl (which was put on him from a young age as cultural practice), and the whole reason he still has it on is to rep is mama 🥺

[haikyu-mp4]

heyy. Can i request a hirugami sachiro x oblivious! reader? I'm not sure if you write for Hirugami.. if not him then maybe iwaizumi? Or honestly even kunimi would be cute. Maybe Reader is close to someone from the team or is just friends/acquaintances with the respective team captains and then you know these charachters fall for her and vice versa and they give her signs that they like her but reader is just so sort of in her own world/oblivious she doesn't get it untill they actually tell her word to word. Feel free to not write it lol. Just an idea.

He’s, like, perfect

word count; 977 – f!reader

You were not unfamiliar with confessions, except you totally were. It seemed like every week that Hoshiumi heard his best friend detail another confession he had watched, and how you let it pass you by as that person being nice.

“I can’t believe it.” Hirugami sighed and slumped back in his chair. “How do you confess without her brushing it off?”

Hoshiumi munched on his food and looked over at where you sat with your friends. “Maybe she’s playing dumb on purpose so she doesn’t have to reject them,” he wondered, squinting suspiciously. You seemed to feel his stare and sharply looked over your shoulder at them, making eye contact with Hoshiumi. His nose scrunched and he stuck his tongue out at you, a gesture which you returned just like you always did. “Or she’s just too nice.”

Hirugami smiled at his friend, who seemed to not even realise how lucky he was to be family friends with you. “Maybe she already likes someone special.”

And the jealousy that bubbled in him was enough to make him green.

“He has a big fat crush on your stinky ass!” Hoshiumi said, and the words were mixed with incredulous laughter like he couldn’t believe he had to tell you at all.

The food fell off your chopsticks and you scrambled to make sure it didn’t fall on your clothes. You just saved it, but some sauce got smeared on your hand so you picked up a napkin and stared at Hoshiumi while wiping it off. “What do you mean?”

“Do you not know what a crush is or something?” he asked, glancing at where both your mothers sat on the porch to eat while the two of you were stationed on the couch inside.

“Of course I do, but Sachiro is so out of my league!” you insisted.

Hoshiumi raised an eyebrow. “Because of his amazing body?”

Your cheeks flushed. “Because of… all of him. He’s, like, perfect.” Hoshiumi frowned again, mumbling something under his breath about you not seeing Hirugami when he’s weird.

“Whatever,” he put another bite of food in his mouth. “For some reason, he likes you.”

You put your plate on the table, abandoning the food to playfully fight your friend until the conversation fizzled into the air.

The next week, you kept avoiding Hirugami, because it simply didn’t make sense to you. Hirugami Sachiro? A crush on you?

He smiled that gorgeous smile at you every day and you would somehow trip on something and try your best to sneak away.

Hoshiumi had enough. He is not a patient guy.

You didn’t stand a chance when Hoshiumi decided to push you into the janitor’s closet. The surprising part was that he seemed to have stuck Hirugami in there too, and you knew he could pick Hoshiumi up easy peasy.

“He threatened my life,” he clarified as the door slammed close behind you. Ahh, that makes more sense.

“He pushed me,” you responded, chuckling softly and looking to the side, trying to ignore how there was only about three centimetres between you two.

“How was your day up until now?”

“Just fine, Korai keeps pestering me,” you half-joked.

“You and Korai are pretty close,” he said, and it made you finally look up at him, tilting your head curiously. “He says you’re always in your own world.”

You scoffed. “That rat doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”

This time Hirugami tilted his head, eyebrows furrowing. “What do you mean?”

“He said…” you sighed and lifted a hand to rest the palm on your forehead, feeling kind of warm. “Gosh, it’s so warm in here.”

Hirugami worried, putting his hand on your upper arm and leaning closer. “Are you okay?”

You were startled when he was suddenly so close. And touching you. So you shifted your legs, which made them bump into his so he tripped a little, leading to an accidental kabedon with one of his arms leaned on either side of your head. “I’m so sorry!” you squealed.

He chuckled, but it sounded a bit like… stuttering. Every breath you took in felt heavy with whatever this was between you. “No, no, I’m sorry.”

You looked at those kind eyes and took a deep breath before letting the words fall out with the exhale. “Do you have a crush on me?”

Hirugami’s breath hitched and he tried to lean away from you, but ended up bumping the back of his head on the wall and then caressing it with an ‘ow’.

“Careful!” you scolded.

“How did you know?!”

You gasped. It’s true? “Hoshiumi said so!”

He blinked at you before lowering his hands to his sides. “Why did you avoid me then?” he asked, seemingly hesitating before he continued. “It’s okay if you don’t like me back, I always thought you liked Hoshiumi.”

You laughed loudly like it was the dumbest thing you ever heard. “No! I just didn’t believe him!“

“So then you avoided me? Here I am trying to talk to you every day and you don’t think I like you?” he asked incredulously, but the smile seemed to be stuck on his face despite his frustration.

“I know! I’m sorry!” At this point, every word you said was a giddy giggle, because you couldn’t believe he said he liked you. “I like you too.”

He laughed as well, one hand carefully reaching over to loosely entangle his fingers with yours. “Can I… kiss you?”

“Mhm…” You slowly leaned closer, but just as your lips met, the door was ripped open, which made you abruptly pull away.

“Hoshiumi, go away!” Hirugami yelled before freezing when he saw a teacher standing there, tapping their foot impatiently.

And as you leaned your forehead on his chest, you didn’t care that the teacher was about to write you both a detention.

Hirugami Sachiro likes you.

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[poly-hebdo]

Seagull boy comin to steal yo fries