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46. nanny/single parent au for kagehina

Hitoka doesn’t want a new nanny. Nanny’s are mean and old and they always make her daddy’s eyebrows pinch together and his mouth do the angry thing. They make her take early baths and go to bed so they can watch her daddy’s really nice tv. She doesn’t want a nanny, she wants to go to her daddy’s work with him.

Except last time she went she got her daddy in trouble with his coach because she was distracting. So she has to stay home and her daddy doesn’t want her to stay home alone so he got another nanny.

Hitoka doesn’t need a nanny. She doesn’t like this at all.

When the doorbell rings her daddy frowns at the door and his eyebrows get all pointy and his eyes get all narrow. This is why Hitoka hates nannys.

“I’ll get it,” Hitoka says.

“No, ‘Toka,” her daddy says, running a hand through her hair and heading towards the door. Hitoka pouts but follows along behind him.

When her daddy opens the door Hitoka doesn’t see an old lady. Instead she sees a guy that looks like he’s probably the same age as her daddy and her mouth drops open because his hair is really really orange.

“Hi, I’m Hinata Shouyou,” he says with a small wave. “Is this the house of Kageyama Tobio? The agency sent me.”

Hitoka’s daddy blinks at him for a moment. “Uh, yeah. Come in.”

“Daddy?” Hitoka whispers and her daddy looks down at her with his eyebrows raised in question. The new nanny, Hinata Shouyou, closes the door behind him after he walks in. “Is his hair real?”

“It’s 100% real,” Hinata Shouyou confirms and Hitoka jumps. “Are you Hitoka-chan.”

Hitoka nods slowly, suddenly feeling shy. She looks at her daddy but he’s still blinking at Hinata Shouyou like he’s never seen a person before.

“You can call me Hinata,” Hinata says, smiling. Hitoka nods again and Hinata looks back up at her daddy expectantly.

“’Toka, go to the living room we’ll be there in a minute,” Hitoka’s daddy tells her. Hitoka does as asked but as soon as she’s there she looks around the corner to watch her daddy talk to the new nanny.

They talk for a minute and everything is like it always is. Her daddy glares and grumbles and Hinata’s smile starts shrinking. Then, though, out of the blue Hinata says something and Hitoka’s daddy smiles back. Soon Hitoka’s daddy is rolling his eyes and laughing and Hinata is flapping his hands around as he talks and Hitoka has never seen her daddy be this happy around a stranger before.

Maybe this nanny won’t be so bad after all.

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nicknames: bean, shley, shlee, bena, beanie baby, hon

star sign: virgo

gender: female

MBTI type: INFP or INFJ I forget and that’s long and I don’t want to take the test again lol...it’s IN something

height: 5′4″ and 3/4 so close

5:18 pm

birthday: sometime in september

favorite bands: many! also just singers: the veronicas, sam tsui, also panic at the disco, ed sheeran, zedd, dnce, etc.

oh welp answered favorite solo artists i am paying attention

song stuck in my head: something just like this by coldplay and the chainsmokers

last movie i watched: spiderman: homecoming

last show i watched: Haikyuu!! with the stream team and BNHA with (stream)triplets @talkativelock and @xeylah

other blogs: main @snihplod and @haikyuucardsagainsthumanity for shenanigans (actually there are more but i don’t really use them?)

ummmmm sometime in March 2017 haha me noob

on beanwaitingforya i post exclusively haikyuu art and writings (by me and reblog favorites from elsewhere) and on snihplod you will get mess of whatever i think is important or funny

last thing i googled was ‘just do it shia’ for @voxminor and @talkativelock

following:??? a ton of people on my main? (125)

followers: 50 on beanwaitingforya how i didnt even realize when the number increased from ten like wut

favorite color: kuroo blue!

average hours of sleep: 7, but 8 is perfect for me

lucky number: 11

instruments: flute and piccolo ( @quinnlocke flute!buddies )

what i’m wearing: a dress I bought at Macy’s like six years ago wow but it has pockets ftw

how many blankets i sleep with: as many as possible

dream job: high school marine biology teacher or marine mammal researcher

dream trip: japan, korea, italy, canada, antarctica, iceland, alaska i know all these cold places

favorite food: starch (noodles, bread, rice everything)

nationality: American unfortunately lol

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6. things you said under the stars and in the grass for kagehina

“Hey, Kageyama.” Hinata says to the stars.

“Yeah?” Tobio replies. He’s not talking to the stars, but Hinata doesn’t need to know that.

“Do you ever think we’re missing something?”

Tobio doesn’t reply at first. The grass tickles his cheek but the way the stars reflect in Hinata’s amber eyes is just too good to look away from. They’re both spread eagle in the grass at the park at midnight. It’s summer, unbearably hot, and he’s pretty sure it would be more comfortable back at his house with the air conditioning but Hinata had wanted to sneak out and Tobio had stopped trying to deny him things part way through their first year.

After a moment Hinata turns his head to give Tobio a quizzical look and Tobio quickly turns his own eyes up to the stars so that it doesn’t look like he was staring.

“What would we be missing?”

“I don’t know.” There’s the sound of fabric shifting against the grass as Hinata shrugs. “Kissing?”

Tobio can’t help it, he wrinkles his nose. “Wait, are you talking about girls again?”

“Girls, boys, anyone really,” Hinata says. His tone is mild and Tobio can’t help himself. He looks over at Hinata.

“Since when are you okay with kissing guys?”

Hinata stares into Tobio’s eyes and Tobio can’t help feeling like he’s being analyzed. “I was just thinking that it could be nice.”

Tobio’s mouth suddenly feels a little dry. It’s past his bedtime and he’s not ruling out the idea that this could be some kind of daydream brought about by a Hinata induced (thank you Yachi) lack of sleep. 

“I’m confused,” Tobio says, because it seems safe.

Hinata laughs. “When are you not?”

Tobio shoves at Hinata’s shoulder. “Shut the fuck up.” Hinata just keeps on laughing and Tobio flops over onto his side so that he can shove at Hinata harder. “I said shut up, dumbass.”

Hinata bats at Tobio’s hands and somehow they end up in a wrestling war. By the time it’s over Tobio has Hinata pinned under him, because he has the advantage in build, and there’s stray pieces of grass in his hair that are hanging in his eyes. They’re making him cross-eyed and he blows at them, trying to dislodge them without letting Hinata up. He doesn’t succeed.

“You look dumb, Kageyama,” Hinata says. He sounds fond and it’s doing things to Tobio’s insides.

“Not as dumb as you.” Tobio shoots back. Hinata just smiles back up at him. The galaxy is reflected in his eyes.

“So how about it?” Hinata asks.

“How about what?” Tobio wonders. His heart is beating loudly in his ears.

“Want to try kissing.”

Tobio’s face heats up and he stares down at Hinata, for a moment completely speechless.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Hinata says hurriedly, suddenly looking less sure of himself than before.

“Shut up, dumbass.” Tobio says, and then he leans down and takes the chance that feels once in a lifetime.

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12. things you said when you thought i was asleep for kagehina (i love you too pineapple)

I hope you’ll forgive me but this is going to be an AU. We’ll call this Modern Fairy Tale/Urban Fantasy AU.

“He’s beautiful,” says the voice with something like awe.

Tobio would scowl but he can’t. As in literally. It’s a long story, witches and curses and the fact that Tobio’s temper tends to get the best of him. The point is that now he’s cursed to be in a state like sleep until his true love wakes him. That was, like, forever ago.

The witch left no instructions as to how Tobio is supposed to be woken and so Tobio has been kissed by way too many people to count. It’s disgusting, to be honest, but at least he used to be able to pass the time bye counting kisses. Now he gets kissed less often.

From what Tobio has gathered he’s in some kind of museum for ancient magical artifacts, basically given up as a lost cause. The sleeping prince. His legend must be written on a plaque somewhere because sometimes someone reads it aloud as if Tobio hadn’t been there. Also, the details are wrong now and it pisses Tobio off. Sometimes, if Tobio is really pissed off, Tobio can move his eyebrows. This has become known as the cursed dream effect because it is widely believed that Tobio dreams. A load of bullshit.

Tobio misses the days when people would actually try to free him from the curse. Now they just coo over his limp body.

“Don’t just stand there,” someone says and Tobio is reminded that people are looking at him. Again. “Let’s go before we get caught.”

The feeling of being lifted out of his bed throws Tobio for a loop. He would jump if he could but since he can’t even make his heart beat faster he settles for twitching his left eyebrow slightly.

Is he being… moved somewhere?

“Hurry up,” the voice says again.

“Shut up,” the first voice says and it’s a lot closer to Tobio than he expected. It must be the person lifting him. His voice is a little high but undoubtedly a dude’s. He’s also lifting Tobio into the air with the kind of ease that makes Tobio miss walking. “You can’t lift him so I don’t know why you’re complaining.”

“I don’t want to get caught,” the second voice says back. He sounds nervous.

Tobio wants to scoff but he can’t and he can’t move his eyebrows either, which annoys him enough that they furrow slightly. Whatever, close enough. He can’t believe that he, Prince Kageyama Tobio, who got cursed for back-talking a witch, is being stolen from a museum some thousand years later. Life is funny in the way that it isn’t at all.

The person carrying Tobio doesn’t reply. Tobio bounces a little in the guy’s arms as the guy pushes his way through a door, his head lolling back because there’s absolutely nothing he can do about it. It kinda aches and the guy can’t be bothered to fix it for him so Tobio does what any sane person who is not cursed would do.

Tobio lifts his head.

At first Tobio thinks he really is dreaming because he just moved his head on his own, but then the guy shrieks and drops him and Tobio shouts when his butt meets with concrete.

Concrete; not nearly as awesome as people say it is.

Tobio opens his watering eyes to get his first good look at the world of today. 

He sits in an alleyway between two brick buildings, a metal door that they probably just went through set into one of the walls. The air is warm because it must be summer or maybe fall and it’s nighttime but Tobio can’t see the stars. He’s still wearing the ceremonial suit he was cursed in and it’s stiff and uncomfortable just like it has been for the last however many years. It’s loud, down the street beasts made of metal with glowing eyes rush back and forth as they growl and scream.

The guy who stole him is short with orange hair and he seems to glitter in the darkness. His glowing amber eyes have pupils like a cat’s and the first thing that comes to Tobio’s mind is the fae. His soulmate is a member of the fae and Tobio wants a refund. 

Nearby a nebulous cloud that is either a demon or a spirit hovers nervously before disappearing.

“Oh my god, you’re awake. Are you okay?”

“No,” Tobio growls, “No I am not okay. I’ve been kissed and poked and talked about and other things for a really long time and now my true love is some fae-”

“Half-fae.” the guy interrupts, looking confused.

“-thief with stupid orange hair and I want to go home.”

The guy laughs a little. “My name is Hinata Shouyou and welcome to Tokyo.”

Tobio scowls. “What the hell is a Tokyo?”

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I thought we were friends!!!

Ok so I was going to say marry Noya, but then who the hell is gonna reach all the stuff from the top shelves in our house.

Fuck Kuroo

Marry Bokuto

#37 - meeting in prison au

The first thing his cellmate says to him is, “Shut the fuck up.”

Shouyou feels kinda offended. He hadn’t even said anything yet.

“Um, excuse you,” he says to the grumpy, dark, and handsome guy who probably got booked for murder or something judging by his facial expression.

His cellmate sneers at him. “What did I just say?”

“I’m Hinata Shouyou,” he says, “and I don’t give a fuck.”

The guy stands from his bed suddenly and with the violence of someone who probably kicks people’s asses for a living. He’s unfairly tall and Shouyou is starting to hate prison because no one he has seen yet has been shorter than 180 centimeters. 

Shouyou’s new cellmate stomps over to him and fucking looms like he is planning on crushing Shouyou with just the force of his presence or something. Shouyou can’t help it, he shrinks back a little. He’s a cat bugler, if he’s doing his job right no one lays a hand on him, but he puts up fisticuffs anyway.

“W-what? You wanna f-fight?”

The guy snorts at him, actually snorts, and says, “You won’t last one day in here. You’re pathetic.”

Shouyou may not get in to many fights, or even know the first thing about fighting, but he’s never backed down from a challenge in his entire life and that sure sounded like one. He stills and suddenly this guy doesn’t seem scary at all.

“I bet I can last longer than you.”

“Can not.”

“Can too.”

“Can not.”

“Can too.”

“Shut the fuck up, Kageyama, god damn,” shouts someone from a few cells over.

“You shut the fuck up.” They both snarl at the stranger.

Someone else gives a catcall and he hears a different snide voice say, “I bet the king will be fucking him by the end of the week.”

Shouyou and Kageyama both turn read immediately and suddenly Shouyou can’t meet his cellmate’s eyes.

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