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Alright I’ve searched as much as I could but I just can’t find it. Does anyone know anywhere I can read this chapter in English please? I am willing to trade an hour of sleep for said information at this point in time. I am Hirugami starved and need to be fed so please have mercy and help me out here please 😩. There’s even a doggie too 🥺

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Hi

Oh no I hope I’m not too late. Sorry but I’ve been a little busy. But hello I hope you’re doing well and the year has been kind to you so far

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Masterlist (in progress)

Aoba Josei

Oikawa

Gossip

Nekoma

Kuroo

Itachiyama

Sakusa

The Moon

2:17 pm

Revenge

4:33 pm

Inarizaki

Series

Volleyball Misadventures

Atsumu

Rumors

Osamu

Blessings

Suna

Changes

Grocery Shopping

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Hello and welcome it is a pleasure to meet you. I must warn you that from this point forward chaos can and will ensue so if you are unprepared please leave, take a breath then return for the joyride of your life.

My name is Isabella Lidashi you May call me Lidashi-sama or the ever wonderful Lidashi-sama my love. Either is fine with me just don’t forget where you stand in my presence.

Nah I’m kidding. But do feel free to call me Bella. I’m just your regular girl who saw a boy and fell in love. I’m 23 about to be 24 and my life is still a mess so don’t worry if you’re younger than I am there’s a lot of us older folks that still haven’t figured out life as of yet.

I’m genuinely nice and it may seem like I’m not very active but I get all notifications I’m usually just busy at work to interact with anybody the way I would like. But if you pop by and say hi I will answer. Feel free to ask me anything you would like and if you’re shy like me you can ask me on anon. I do hope we can get along and that we can be good friends. I am also a huge simp and the apple of my eye right now is Suna. That guy holds too much power I swear.

Before you go here’s a link to my masterlist. It’s still a work in progress but one day it’ll be complete.

⚠️ warning as I am 23 I do have to warn any and all minors who are snooping around and yes we know you’re there we were your age before and we did the same thing block the tags #spicy and #warning suggestive for your sanity and mine. Also use caution if you interact I would prefer if you don’t but I also understand how curiosity works so please use caution when you interact with me ⚠️

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hi! can I ask for inarizaki manager headcanons where she’s a raging feminist? I don’t know why but the idea is on my mind lol, she’s very open to have debates and be political about it, and kind of scares some boys off for that, pls and thank u!

Now this sounds like fun 😎 let’s get to it cause I’ve been curious why I haven’t seen coed practices in the anime.

🦊 So our darling y/n is the hardworking manager of the Inarizaki boy’s volleyball club. She tried to be a player on the girls team but things didn’t work out so she settled for being the managers for the boys.

🦊 One day during practice she saw Akagi miraculously save a hard to reach to ball and decided to ask about it. Akagi was more than happy to explain how his mind basically shuts down and the only thing he can focus on is saving the ball. Poor Riseki in passing noticed Akagi explaining with visual aid and jokingly comments that y/n wouldn’t be able to do that because their physiques were too different.

🦊 Cue manager-chan sitting Riseki on his knees and explaining that it’s not completely impossible for her to do anything that any of the boys do. She gives examples of posing like Aram does when he’s spiking and imitating Kita’s stance when he serves. The lecture ends with Riseki on his knees apologizing and promising never to make that mistake again.

🦊 Fast forward a few days later and during a break in practice y/n is asking Atsumu for setting tips. Atsumu remembering Riseki’s lesson a few days back is correcting flaws in her form and choosing his words carefully for once.

🦊 At a training camp at another school she busied herself with regular manager duties when a few players from the opposing team decided to literally drop off their training bibs since they were done practicing for the day. All hell broke loose when she had three third years on their knees apologizing to not only her but also to their manager she suspected was undergoing the same treatment.

🦊 Regular protests to combine girls and boys practice were had in the coach’s office because y/n believe there shouldn’t be a separation in a game everyone can participate in. A few girls agreed and even helped with the cause because let’s face it who doesn’t want to practice with the boys but they were always denied. She tried getting Kita to help once but he ended up getting flustered by the captain of the girls team and waved the white flag.

🦊 Once outside of regular practice time Osamu had to save y/n from starting a school wide war with the entire male student body when she overheard the ending of a conversation of a new magical girls show and assumed the focus was about “ditzy” girls running around in bright colored shirts. Safe to say the only guys she is now friendly with are the boys in the club.

🦊 In conclusion manager-chan of Inarizaki high is busy helping her boys be better versions of themselves and ensuring women Inarizaki wide are treated with respect.

This was a lot of fun to do thanks for the brain rot my darling😌 I shall now be thinking of a way to elaborate on flustered Kita trying to flirt with captain of the girls volleyball team

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #inarizaki manager #inarizaki x reader #inarizaki

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♬—» MELLIFLUOUS » Track 9

♬—» Semi Eita X F!Reader

» summary. — When circumstances cause a band to temporarily rent a bassist, childhood friends turned strangers meet paths again, resentment and bitterness underline the melodies. What was the fallout, boy?

» Ch. — 6.4k

Warnings: TW Panic Attack, mentions of cheating

» A/N. — *descents into the pits of hell laughing like a disney villain*

Track 8 « Series Masterlist » Track 10

Two weeks later

"She isn't picking up." 

"Try calling her again."

"I tried five times already...but she is mad or something."

"Dude, how did you manage to get her mad at you."

"Dunno it seems like I piss off everyone these days."

"Dashi, he is not worth it...and if it helps, she isn't picking up my phone calls either. She hasn't even liked my latest Insta Post."

"Sunarin, I didn't like it either." 

"Dashi, that mirror selfie was very nice. You, my dear, just have a weird taste...see Terushima."

"Wow, low blow even for you, Suna…."

Semi sighed, watching his two band members bicker and tried to intervene before Tadashi started stress eating his nails again. His fingers twitched, urging him to do something other than drumming them on his ripped jeans with intense frustration.

It had been two weeks since Aces & Kings could snatch the win from Nice Kill. Effectively ending Semi's hopes of performing the song he wrote with the people he liked being with the most for an even bigger audience. It also was the catalyst of a few other things that probably started the graying process of Semi's hair.

For once, he had realized that your benevolent gesture of helping them out had ended with the night. It was strange, the sour mood of loss hanging over their shoulders like a dark rainy cloud while you all packed your things into Suna's van. The silence was loud among everyone during the car ride to your apartment. Thickly layered, just the tapping of fingers on a phone screen until you quietly asked if someone would be kind enough to carry one of your instruments upstairs.

With a strange voice, Suna claimed that he could not carry either your cello or your bass correctly. Thus, Semi followed you up the creaking wooden stairs to your apartment, ensuring you got home safely.

 He could have sworn there was something you wanted to tell him; ask him when you finally turned around after receiving the bass from his hands and put it onto the floor of your entryway. The words were stuck in your throat, just as they were in his.

What to say? Thank you for your effort. I'm sorry we lost and wasted your time? I enjoyed our time, but now we have to go our own way? 

Semi didn't dare to say the words, he thought. He didn't want to tell you that he was afraid to miss you because he had sworn to himself weeks ago that he would not open himself up to care so much, not again. He could not afford to miss you. Not again.

So he said his goodbyes and "take care" at the door in the stairwell and avoided looking at you when you said you were sorry.

Damn you, there was nothing you had to say sorry for. He felt angry at himself for some reason, probably the loss now getting to him as he returned to the car, where Suna was no longer in the driver's seat but in the back consoling Yamaguchi. 

The three dreaded the outcome of his relationship but didn't realize the full intention until days later.

When Tadashi returned to his flat from an exam, he found the things Terushima had left in a drawer and a key under his foot mat. No text, no calls, and the blonde had blocked his number. All of their numbers.

However, he didn't unblock them on social media, where days later, he posted a picture of Hana in his lap, his hands very high on her thigh. 

Then, two hours later, he blocked them after everyone saw his story. 

Yamaguchi was a wreck. To top it all off, they were rarely able to see him since he and you had exams lining up one after the other and could not make time. Which Semi understood but also was strangely sad about. 

"Finally," Yamaguchi sighed, pressing a button on his phone to put it on loudspeaker, "Y/N you're harder to reach than a damn politician…have you been avoiding us?"

"You know it's not like that" your voice made Semi's chest flutter in excitement. Curious about the strange tone in your intonation. Were you stressed out? How have you been? Have you been sleeping well?

Semi got drawn out of his reverie when Suna interrupted your little verbal squabble with Tadashi with a whiny noise from the background.

“Vetoooo we miss youuu. When can we hang out?"

"I don't have time, Suna…." you paused, taking a deep breath, "I've been busy…you know…exams and stuff."

"Bullshit," Yamaguchi rolled his eyes, "We are done with exams since five days ago and I have asked to hang out plenty of times…you are avoiding us."

"It's not that, "you sighed and quickly added, "It's just I have work and some weddings lined up. I also traveled a little over these past days so…."

"It was just two weddings Y/n," Yamaguchi knowingly butted in.

"Three actually, you'd know if you didn't bail on me and Alma." You countered a hint of annoyance in your voice.

"Yeah, I really wasn't in the mood for romance these past days.." Yamaguchi gritted his teeth. Semi watched him roll his eyes, take a deep breath, and continued, "You traveled?"

"Yeah, I went down to Osaka for an audition, and home for the weekend…met up with an old friend….from home."

"Old friend?" The pianist quirked an eyebrow," You told me that you didn't have old friends back home….seriously, Y/N, are you okay? I heard from Alma that you had a little panic attack."

There was a pregnant pause, and Semi could picture how you were biting your lip on the other side of the phone call. Angry and annoyed that Yamaguchi had asked you about this, well aware that Suna and he was listening in on the conversation.

"Yeah, thanks for bringing that out in the open, Yamaguchi," your tone was laced with a tinge of poison, making Tadashi wince a little, "But I'm fine…as I said, I went to see family and a friend… If you care to know, I got a bit freaked out at the audition in Osaka. So…how about you just let the matter rest, okay?"

"I'm so-" Tadashi started, but you interrupted him sharply.

"Why did you call?" you snapped over the phone, "You usually text about hanging out…and I already told you i am busy…but you hardly call…and the fact that Suna…and most likely Semi, who hasn't said anything but is most likely listening in, tells me that there is something else. Get on with it."

Tadashi's eyes swayed to Suna, who looked at Semi silently, asking which of them wanted to poke the dragon. The silent eye contact duel was lost by Suna after he scoffed at Semi's unbudging gaze. 

"Veto…we have another favor to ask of you…." Suna said, taking the phone from Tadashi, "None of these two cretins know how to talk to girls the right way, so I'm asking."

"At least I have an excuse," Yamaguchi piped in, but Suna shushed him before continuing. 

"So…remember how we kinda lost at the Di Angelis…turns out that we, when we signed that contract, didn't read how there was a small clause that stated that we owe that slimy git Daishou for another performance. Unpaid, unfortunately…and well…."

He paused and looked at Semi, who had the decency to look slightly embarrassed. It had been him who read over the contracts and signed them for the band. Fair enough, there was a way out for you since you weren't an official member and not listed as such. The other thing was that while the contract with Daishou was still on, Nice Kill was not allowed to perform at any other venue. 

"So you just called to ask me to help you out again?" you said after a pause.

"Yeah….um…Daishou…actually listed up for a few performances…we tried to get out of that contract and he said he is willing if….to quote his misogynistic ass, the little doll plays next Saturday night and sings more of the songs. He claims if we bring in enough money he'll let us go…so please?"

After Suna's request, the pause was very loud, pounding in Semi's ears. He regretted agreeing with the idea of simply asking you about it. Damn, he shouldn't have let Suna and Yamaguchi call you for this.

"I really can't…. I have auditions and stuff," was your timid answer.

"Please Y/N," Tadashi begged, "We'll even invite you to Suna's uncle's lake house…free of charge.."

"Yeah, we are going there after Yamsie comes back from your orchestra tour… it's really nice, "Suna agreed, "I'll send you pictures to convince you…."

"Yeah, and for now, you are not involved with any orchestras since you have not heard back from the auditions you have been doing…." Tadashi spoke up, then his eyes widened, realizing that he may have hit a sore spot.

Indeed, the voice with which you answered him was small and quiet, "I'm still auditioning for some….you know…but thanks for believing in me….Yamaguchi."

"I'm sorry Y/N, "the freckled boy said, "I'm sure you'll get your call back…how can we convince you otherwise?"

You scoffed at the other end of the line, "The only way to convince me to do this is if you perform Billy Joel with a cajon, acoustic guitar, and melodica in matching …maybe color coordinated outfits." you sighed deeply, then added, "Sorry guys I gotta go…I have to practise… alright….bye."

Tadashi's finger interrupted the beep at the end of the line, and he looked around the room. Suna was fiddling and typing frantically on his phone, surprisingly focused and serious for some reason, so the only eye contact established was with Semi.

"You said nothing to her…." Tadashi said, "I'm sure you could convince her."

I don't want to. Semi thought. It was his mistake that he didn't read the fine print in the contract. It was rather him slaving a bit for Daishou than you performing for the git once.

"Can't you play the Bass part on your keyboard…I know we haven't talked to Teru after what he did..and I don't want to…but we need a bass line." Sami sighed, ruffling his hair, and glanced at Suna, "Dude, what's gotten you so serious."

With a slight smile on his lip, Suna put away his phone. "I just got a message from my Uncle…we need to get out of Daishou's contract as soon as we can, guys, maybe sacrifice an offering to the god of drugs…."

"What the heck are you talking about Sunarin?" 

Suna leaned back, eyes glinting, "So…gentlemen…how well can you two cuties play Uptown Girl?"

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These past days have been draining, to say the least. The hours after the announcement of the loss had been like a plunge into the wet sand. Sand that suddenly had dragged you into its depths, and you had not realized it had done so until you were knee-deep.

Once you had said your goodbye to Semi and had left out all the words between that goodbye and the shutting of your apartment door, you realized the pressure falling from your shoulders alongside the tears dripping from your eyes. 

It was confusing why you didn't say more than just goodbye. At least this time, you had had the chance to properly bid him farewell, unlike the time after high school.  

When Semi had, without a second thought of you, just packed up and left while you had been on that summer vacation with your parents. Then again, you weren't sure if it was your delusional self-thinking, hoping that there was something more for him to say to you. 

You could have sworn that his hand had twitched after he'd briefly touched yours in the stairwell. The slight scent of cigarettes from his jacket. Right after he'd given you your bass, so carefully as if it was worth more than its price. In a way, it was. Bass and Guitar the instruments you two had started to learn together. 

The bond between those instruments, written in the sheet music you had played, was kind of like yours, woven into scales. The piece speaking for you, instead of words that often are so hard to express.

You had poured yourself into your final exams. The practical exams were always easy but more nerve-wracking at the semester's end. Unlike a written exam, you could second guess yourself and erase and correct mistakes. The practicals were fleeting. If you made a mistake, it was irreversible. 

Most of the time, you didn't even notice the more nuanced mistakes until after they happened. Then there was the row of people in the hallway, pacing up and down, looking at the rustling sheets in their hands, fumbling with their instrument cases, and whipping their heads up every time the door of an examination room opened to see if the examined student was smiling or looking like they wanted to cry.

Maybe it would have been easier to endure these exams with Kai warming your bed at night, making his French toast, and cracking his cheesy jokes. Still, you had decided to write him a short text the day after the loss.

I need some space. 

Thankfully he had given you this, unexpected since he'd spammed your phone with messages from the moment the loss was announced and through the night.

Understandably, exams are stressful. I'm here for you if you need me. To talk or anything.

You were about to text him a short. Thank you for understanding when he added the dreaded text.

I really, genuinely care for you, Y/N. <3

You hadn't replied, despite your fingers ghosting over the buttons on your screen, you had not replied. It was maybe because you were guilty…no, for sure, you were guilty. After all, no matter how much you tried or forced it to happen, it just wasn't possible.

Kai was good to you. He cared. He truly did. Knew all of your quirks, the way you liked your drinks, but you were assured that soon you'd have to tell him that and eventually hurt him.  

 You only felt half as much, or even less than a half, for him than he did for you. And you hated yourself for it. 

He had written you again, after the last exam. Not want to talk, but to wish you good luck with the audition for the Orchestra in Osaka. Unprompted, just because he remembered. On the other hand, you did not remember where he applied, making you hate yourself even more.

Good luck with that audition. I just know that you're gonna rock it. Ily

You hoped the audition had been satisfactory since your damn mind was hung up on the last word. That damn acronym that said so much in so few letters. You rechecked your phone. The group chat of the band had been silent ever since the loss. No messages from Semi, you realized with an aching heart. 

The bridge, the connection of your long-lost friendship, had slowly been rebuilding itself with every practice and blueberry ice tea he had handed to you, the roughness of his fingers in yours. Eita apparently had burned it down once more without a second thought. 

The tears came again as this realization hit you in the middle of the night in your small room in Osaka. You didn't want to call Kai, not hyperventilating and crying. Not after he had written that he loved you and you had not replied.

Yamaguchi was also out of the question, he'd been dumped by Terushima, and you didn't want to burden him with your crap. So you called Alma, you consoled you on the phone for a while, until she told you that she had to go because some idiot had reversed into the front of her car.

The following day, you made your way home to Miyagi. With little to no sleep and fidgety hands, you reached your home, greeted by your little brother, who was home from Shiratorizawa for the weekend. It was the stress of exams and auditions, you had told him, why you weren't able to sleep. Hence, no one at the dinner table even mentioned the puffy bags under your eyes.

Kenta, later sat down on your bed playing around with a volleyball., You were going over your emails, translating words into English since you had applied to Orchestras overseas and in Europe. He mentioned to Eita that his sister had shown him pictures and videos of the performance. Kenta also asked if he needed to beat him up for me. You declined and laughed that it was no big deal. Meeting Eita again. Kenta knew you lied but didn't say anything. Instead, he cheekily corrected a grammar mistake in your email. He swiped some pencils and papers off your desk just because he could.

The next day, Kenta dragged you out of your room and force you to go on a jog with him. Correction, he jogged, and you walked, hieving after the young aspiring athlete. Huffing and puffing after your foot slipped a little on a wet rock in the park, and you had to make a quick trip to the emergency room after wobbling back to your home. 

It was sheer luck that the fifth-year med student interning at the ER was someone you knew. Shirabu Kenjirou, one year your junior in Shiratorizawa, was peeking over the attending doctor, seemingly bored at the scans of your not sprained but just bruised ankle. He was allowed to prescribe bed rest, ointment, and icing of the foot and told you he'd like to meet up the next day for shitty coffee near the hospital.

Ever the snarky asshole. It was good, however, to meet someone from your school again. Shirabu Kenjirou had been the one who had asked if you were okay that day after the end-of-school-year party. You still were eternally thankful that Shirabu made sure you got home safely since you didn't remember much from that dreadful party. 

He was also the only one from the Shiratorizawa Volleyball team who spoke to you after that party. The others didn't even meet your eye. It was strange. Shirabu always made some sarcastic comments about being an idiot and oblivious to why. Still, snarky comments aside, it wasn't like he ever told you why. The hypocrite.

Shirabu had mentioned the performances and inquired about your meet-up with Semi. Analytic eyes wandered over every expression you made as if he was diagnosing an illness. Strangely, he wanted to know more about the time you had spent with Semi, kept poking for details, and wanted to see if you two had talked it out. Shirabu and Semi had despised each other in high school. It was an unspoken thing everyone was aware of. 

"You liked him," he said, sipping his coffee, "Back in High School, you had a crush on him…but didn't want to admit it because you were just friends, right?"

Shirabu had spoken out the thought that you had been keeping safe back in your mind.

"How did you know?"

"Everyone sort of knew. That's why we were so shocked when you…."

"Everyone knew?" you interrupted him.

As if it was easy, these complicated feelings. You may have realized your own feelings too late. Realized too late that there had been more than sisterly affection for Eita. How come everyone else knew before you…before you could really act on it.

"It's not like he liked me back…Kenjirou, he ghosted me at the end of the school year…nobody from his friend group talked to me…."

"Well, senpai," he sighed, "There is clearly a reason, don't you remember?"

"No," you snapped a little too quickly, "There was no reason for him to ghost me like this, not that i recall…and frankly if he liked me back just a little he would have talked to me wouldn't he?"

Shirabu declared, with the last sip of his large coffee, that both of you were idiots and needed to talk, but you shook your head. 

It wasn't like there was a possibility or opportunity for you to do so. Not anymore. 

"Suit yourself, senpai," he said, getting up and putting some money on the table, paying for both of your drinks, "In any way I'm here if you need someone to talk to. It was nice to see you again, all the best for your upcoming auditions…If you don't mind I'd come and see your final performance. I've been following your process and you know how I like the classics."

"Sure thing, hit me up and maybe I can give you a reduced price…Wakatoshi-kun also wanted to come if he can make it."

"If he comes I'll surely come…take care… YN-san."

Back in your little apartment, you kept yourself busy, with some weddings lined up for extra money in the mornings, video calls in the afternoon and evening, and auditions for overseas.  

It was a few days after Semi had called but not spoken to you over the phone, Alma had dropped you off in the afternoon in her newly repaired car, and you were still dressed in the black wedding attire since you were prepping for a video call to Vienna, going over the few sentences you had learned in German to make yourself more attractive to the auditioners.

You checked the lights and the setup when your phone buzzed, and the specialized ringtone for Yamaguchi chanted through the air.

"Y/N…you home?" his voice panted as soon as you pressed the green button. 

"Yes, I am…is something wrong?"

"Thank fuck…" Yamaguchi panted, sounding as if he had just finished doing something strenuous, "She's at home you guys…."

You heard a snarky told ya so, that sounded like a green-eyed drummer you knew.

"Cool..cool…, so look outside your balcony," Yamaguchi said.

"What?"

"Look. Out-side. Your. Damn… ball-co-ny..…" he stressed every syllable. You went over to open your balcony, looking out the railing, and saw three young adults in a semicircle. 

"What are you doing in front of my home?" you talked on the phone. 

Tadashi's answer was first heard, from down below, then an echo from the phone," Just shut up and listen."

He hung up, and you glared over the balcony. What was that? What's going on? You were about to aggressively press the callback button when you heard the music playing. The sound of an acoustic guitar, a Cajon and melodica, and then Semi's voice, starting to sing.

"Uptown girl.

She's been living in her uptown world.

I bet she's never had a backstreet guy.

I bet her momma never told her why

You could not believe your eyes, and could not help but smile, looking down at those absolute idiots. You glanced around as movement caught your peripheral, and you saw several of your neighbors peeking out their windows and balconies at the unfamiliar sound of music. 

I'm gonna try for an uptown girl.

( …)

And now she's looking for a downtown man.

That's what I am.

Semi glances up at you, showing off a sheepish smile you had seen in so many phases. Toothless, freckled, the first pimples on his upper lip, the peach fuzz he thought was nice to look at and you ridiculed.

And when she knows what

She wants from her time

and when she wakes up

and makes up her mind.

Yamaguchi and Suna joined in, giving backup vocals, howling, grinning madness as the song rang out.

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Uptown girl

The neighborhood and the audience of old ladies, stay-at-home parents, and you applauded, and you gave them a thumbs up and cheered for them...

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A wide grin spread around your face as you shook your head, not believing your eyes and ears, "You do realize that one of these days you're gonna be arrested for noise pollution."

Semi looked up, hand shielding his eyes from the sun as he spoke, "Well are you willing to host a few criminals then?"

"Yeah, as much as I love charming the bloomers off the grannies in the neighborhood it's kinda warm out here…" Suna agreed, waving widely, "You gonna buzz us up or what?"

"Gimme 5", you tried not to trip over the long train of your dress as you collected your clothes around the room, throwing them into the hampers. Then proceeded to buzz them up.

»»—««

Semi was curious, to say the least, when he stepped into your apartment. He wondered if he would find traces of your pink and lilac phase you had during early middle school or Unicorns. But he was mistaken. It was calming, tones of whites and beiges and very minimalistic…almost too clean as if you recently went through a deep clean. 

There were pictures on your brother's wall, your parents, and you had gone with the orchestra from various places. It stung a little that in them, he was not present. Then again, Eita could not complain, could he?

"Are you too stunned to say something about our awesome performance?" Yamaguchi said, wiggling his eyebrows, and you laughed.

"You guys are weird you know?" 

You led them down the small hallway and passed the little kitchen and bathroom doors into the one big room between the bedroom and living room. A bed, a desk, a drawer and a rack for clothes, and a door leading to a balcony, from which you had previously looked down upon them.

"So…is our host offering us something to drink?" Suna took the liberty of sitting on your freshly made bed, pivoting around a chair and taking note of the propped-up laptop.

"I wasn't grocery shopping…so all I have is tap water," you answered, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Well can you at leat offer us some fancy tap water? We are parched," Suna said and perceived Semi, who noticed that he was looking at you for too long "Thirsty even."

Eita noticed that you were wearing a long black dress, the kind of dress you'd always wear for performances with the cello.

You looked pretty, he also noted, despite the heat in the apartment. Water would be a good idea.

You came back with three glasses of water, generously embellished with ice cubes, and Suna made a big show of taking a sip.

"I needed that after walking all the way here and rolling the cajon here…I left it downstairs by the way…I suppose your neighbors don't steal instruments?"

"They don't," you assured, then furrowed your brows, "You walked? Where is that kidnapper van of yours."

"My kidnapper van," Suna said, slurping water, "Had a little ouchie…."

"Sunarin had an accident while paralell parking and the van is at the shop," Semi translated when he saw you looking for an explanation. You glanced at him, smiling as he stood in the doorway awkwardly.

"You are allowed to come in you know…" you sighed, fiddling with the length of your dress, glancing at the cello in the corner.

"Why are you so dressed up anyway….or do you usually walk around in fancy dressed."

"I actually have an online audition in a bit…so I decided to keep the dress on after the wedding," you said, "So don't mind but I'd would love if you'd drink that tap water and leave?"

"Don't you want support?" Yamaguchi asked, "You seem nervous?"

"I am not nervous," you said, voice cracking nervously, "Okay maybe I am…its…its the Orchestra in Vienna and…gosh…."

"Its ridiculous?" Semi sighed, "What if its Vienna… you're good enough…so don't be nervous….and anyway…. we're here to give you moral support….get ready… we're setting up the laptop for you…and I see you are using a extern mike…..Sunarin get to it."

"Sure thing boss." Suna saluted while Yamaguchi went and went over the sheet music with you.

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Semi watched as Yamaguchi tried and somehow succeeded in calming your nerves before the big audition. As Suna and him set up the laptop and the webcam, as good as they could without a proper tripod to work with, he glances over at you going through the sheet music with Tadashi, smiling and nodding, politely conversing about the piece. 

He glanced at your palms, trying to dry off on your dress, carefully so no one noticed. He did however and your eyes met.

Semi’s lips tugged into a smile, remembering the times when he accompanied you to different auditions, mainly because he was bored at home and didn’t want to be forced to stay with his little sister and your younger brother while his mother baby sat. Back in those days you always had to wear white dresses, frilly socks and big bows. Today, the attire had calmed and toned down. Your habit of sweaty hands and lip biting never changed, though.

He glanced at the plush of your lips, a bit more swollen than usual, as you pulled the bottom one on with your teeth.

“Right…” you gulped, releasing the bottom lip and fumbled with your hands again and he decided to stand up and try to calm you since Tadashi decided to use the bathroom real quick and Suna was taking a smoke break on the balcony.

“Pix,” he said, transfixed and noticed then he spoke out loud, “Remember you are wearing lipstick…don’t smudge it.”

“You know that you got this right,” he said, reaching out to fix the strap on your dress on your shoulders, then rested his hand there, “There is no need to be nervous….”

“You think so”

“Sunarin was right, they be stupid not to choose you.”

He saw you tilt your head, eyes questioning, something in them made him think you wanted to inquire something, something more pressing weighing on your mind. You didn’t, looked away and nodded instead. 

“It’s time…” Tadashi, wiping his hand, said and rushed Suna from the balcony, “Let’s set up the meeting.”

“Yeah, so I am going to be really terrible in my German, so please don’t judge,” you said, getting your dress in place.

“Since we know no word other than Gesundheit in German, I think we won’t judge.” Semi grinned and you smiled at his dimples showing. A calming sight. 

Taking a deep breath, you pressed the call button and started an awkward conversation in the other language, that transitioned into English. Thankfully more fluent and for them more to understand.

The people on the other side, which the three boys perched on the bed could not see as the laptop was facing the other way, inquired about her studies, asked some questions about the out of school practical experiences then urged you to start the piece. Saint-Saëns: cello concerto no. 1 in a minor, op. 33.

The sound of the mellow instrument you seemed to have mastered, filling the minimalistically styled room of your apartment. Growing and echoing from the walls and resonating, bombinating in Semi’s chest.

Suna, closed his eyes enjoying the tune while Tadashi, kept on nodding encouragingly to you. However, you seemed just as lost in the melody as Semi felt he was being pulled into. The deep well, an ocean of something that was beyond words. 

Your eyebrows, scrunched in bliss and creased with the pull and push of the movement, the fingers dancing on the metal alloy strings. Prancing and lurking out the melody. He leaned forward, wanting to see more of you, capture every moment that was happening, as Semi feared that it was a fleeting form of magic that was happening here.

Your eyes, fluttered open. And for a moment met his gaze. A magic moment that slowed time, where he saw that this was it. Bliss and happiness for you and he understood, understood once more that music was indeed a gift bestowed on you all. And he was just thankful to witness it.

As you finished the piece, it was hard not to cheer. Technically, the three of them weren't allowed to be in the audition room so Tadashi and Suna did jazz hands to cheer the end and you, breathing a little heavy, smiled brightly conversing in German thanking them for their time. At least Semi thought you said that. Then closed the laptop and looked at them. No, you grinned proudly looking at him. Eita.

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"Wow, Veto… that was really nice." Suna was the first to wake up from the stupor that had entranced your little life audience. Tadashi gave you encouraging nods and thumbs up, commenting on good bow technique. Still, somehow at this moment, nothing more drew you in more than the proud smile on Eita's face. "Good job, Pix," he murmured. 

At the same time, Tadashi explained to Suna the differences between bow holding with the artificial gerbera flower on your nightstand.

"You think?" you sighed and rested your head against the wooden body of your instrument.

"Yes, it was, "he simply said, and his lips quirked up, "I mean it… But you know that you were good, it's written all over your face…stop fishing for compliment." 

There was no malice in his jabs. The corners of his eyes crinkled, and you saw the hint of a dimple on his cheek.

"I'm just not sure if it's good enough for Vienna…."

"Vienna can suck it if they don't take you…what do they have anyway?"

"Overpriced delicious chocolate cake and culture?" you quipped and saw that the dimples were still there, a swivel of something in his eyes while his mouth was still smiling, "Well, you can have that here too…."

"Eita, are you offering to bake?" you laughed, thinking of the baking disaster in home economics class in High School. He and Yamagata were pranked by Tendou and ended up with salt in their New York Cheesecakes instead of sugar. "I doubt that would sell…." 

You turned to Suna and Yamaguchi, "Are you guy satisfied with that tap water or do you need more?"

"Best tap water I had in a long time," Suna hummed, stretching on your bed and looking around, "I am hungry…can we order food? Why is there hardly any decor on your walls, Veto? Kinda sad, good for acoustics, I guess."

"I had some decor…but like I am moving in a few months since I am graduating…."

"Well, so is Tads and his apartment is still twelve flavors of chaos and destruction."

"And plants," Semi added

"And plants," Suna agreed.

"Why do i get the feeling you guys are discriminating against my plant?" Yamaguchi grumbled.

"Nooooooo neeever," Suna drawled, swirling his tap water like some whiskey, "I love discussing socio economics with that snake plants of yours…Penny was is?"

You put your cello away safely, listening to the chatter of Yamaguchi defending his plants to smirking Semi and Suna, the conversation light despite the rising heat. 

"Actually, you know what," you grinned at them, in a very light mood, "I might have some ice cream in the freezer…. let's have some on the balcony.."

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So that's how they all sat, prettily squeezed next to each other. You and Semion were on one side while Suna and Yamaguchi sat across, enjoying the multicolored and multi-flavored popsicles. You had changed into shorts and a tank top and weren't sure if it was such a good idea now that your skin pressed into Semi. Luckily, you could distract yourself by laughing about the wildly exaggerated story about Suna's accident and why his van was at the repair shop.

You noted how Yamaguchi was not all there, he laughed, but he was distracted more than attentive. He didn't even notice how there was a puddle of popsicles on his white tennis shoes. Your eyes darted over to him and glanced at the bandmates who gave you unreadable glances. Communicating that they had an idea of what was going on but had failed to achieve full clarity.

Tadashi sighed, let lose the ponytail, and ran a hand through his long longs before murmuring, "I think I want to cut my hair…."

"But you wanted to grow it out for so long…" you murmured, remembering the conversation about him wanting to imitate David Garret. 

"I know…." he sighed," Maybe I'll just color it?....I dunno….I just feel i need a change…."

"I can do half and half," Suna suggested.

"I would not let Sunarin close to anyone's hair," Semi said, "He does drum stick tricks with scissors."

"Only for you, baby girl," Suna snickered, then softly kicked Tadashi's shoe from the side. "So you want a change after the whole Terushima Shabang….good…you should do that…show him that you don't need him."

"I would…but the fact that he is not even communicating makes it hard, yenno…." Tadashi's stern gaze found you, "I haven't talked to him at all….he doesn't read my messages and he had blocked me on all social media without an explanation."

You stiffened, knowing the feeling all too well. The feeling of hanging on a single thread. Like a puppet dangling after all the other threads had been cut. 

His eyes started to water up, hands with the phone shaking as he croaks out, "Well turns out that he just unblocked me…."

"He has?" Semi glanced at Suna. The drummer's eyes widened for a moment, then he proceeded to move and took the phone from Yamaguchi and showed the screen to you two.

Terushima had removed his pics from his timeline with Tadashi. He deleted everything actually and uploaded a few new ones. Couple pics. Him touching and kissing Hana, the girl you met in the bathroom who had been fawning over Semi. The same Semi who shared a look with you and Suna.

Suna sighed and wanted to pat Yamaguchi on the back but failed because he stood up shakingly and went inside.

You got up quickly, going after him, and pulled his hand, pulling him back into a hug. Which Tadashi gladly accepted and buried his face into your shoulder.

"Tadashi…I am so sorry," you murmured, running a hand over his back as he started to sob.

"I know it hurts," you mumbled, noticing from your peripheral that Suna and Semi stood in the doorframe of the balcony, watching you. "I know that…but we are not letting this thing bring you down."

"We're not?" Tadashi croaked, voice heavy with a tear.

"Naa… we're musicians….we are gonna go do what musicians do "you said, smiling as you took his face in your hands, wiping tears with your thumb.

"That is?"

"We, Yamaguchi Tadashi. “ You said, taking his hand, “are going to let the whole world know how you don't need him.”

You smirked up at him, “ We're going to write a song about him.”

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🕺-uptown girl is a jam

🙃-wtf y/n

🥤-TAPWATER 4 LIFE

🚐-what happened to Suna's van?

#🕺 and it’s is now stuck in my head #uptown girl 🎶 #🚐 finally it’s about time he got rid of it #my Rinnie is too hot to drive a k!dnapper van #Kenta is a little cutie and a troll #he’ll make a fine young man #so back to the green eyed drummer who refuses to acknowledge I exist #sir I am single and ready to mingle I also have fancy tap water too #here boy come get tap water 🥤 #you can sing uptown girl for me too #lowkey wished this was a Suna x reader 👀 but Semi is cool too I guess #semi stans come eat #semi eita x female reader #semi eita x reader #semi x reader #suna rintarou #semi semi #haikyuu!!

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4:33

The party has been going on for hours now and only one drink has been in his possession since the night started. Originally he never wanted to attend but after seeing the look his father gave him he knew he had no choice but to go.

Sakusa Kiyoomi is many things but an entertainer is not one. Subtly he has checked his watch every few minutes to know the perfect time to leave playing it off as another message. Thank goodness for smart watches.

The best part of his night would definitely have to be you. Seeing you mingle with the others at the party and the smile on your face left a warm feeling in his chest. Was it love or was it pride he would never know but what he does know is he loves to take you to these parties to show you off.

Since the day you both got married you've been his pride and joy, and the best part of his day. He practices hard daily with you in mind and he won't deny that he shows off on game days just for you. How can he not when his wife is in the stands screaming his name.

Sakusa checked his watch one last time and sighed as not enough time has passed for him to leave yet. He tuned back into the conversation going on around him until you small giggles caught his ear some ways away. He glanced up and saw you having a friendly conversation with some of the other wives in attendance at the event. His eyes moved slowly up and down your figure and studying all of your curves and taking in the way your dress sat on you perfectly. He took a sip from the glass in his hand and his eyes caught yours. A smirk laid on his lips and he took another sip from his glass watching your slightly flustered expression. A chuckle left his lips and he finished the drink in his glass bidding farewell to the people in front of him. Seeing him heading in your direction you bid your goodbyes to the women you were speaking with and took your place at his side. A hand touched the small of your back guiding you towards the exit.

On the way down in the elevator a small laugh left you and Sakusa looked at you confused. You leaned up and left a soft kiss on his cheek and laughed again feeling him pull you into a sweet kiss.

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Sejoh headcanons? Loved your inarizaki ones

Sorry for taking so long to reply anon but life took quite the turn for me. But I’m here again and hopefully can start writing again really soon. But here we go Seijoh headcanons.

🌿 First thing first you were a random regular (used to show you have no relationship to volleyball) student who picked a random club just to get it out of the way. Thankfully your knight in shining practice clothes showed up in the hallway and recruited you as the manager. Let’s take a look at your not so successful road to nationals with the Aoba Josei volleyball club.

🌿 So big shocker here but you have 2 navigation buddies. The first is the guy who recruited you, the guy who sits behind you, Hanamaki which by default makes your second navigation buddy Matsukawa. But don’t be fooled they’re not ensuring that you don’t get lost as you’ve studied the map well before arriving at your destination, you’re there to guide Makki who has no sense of direction. Seeing as he’s one of the starters it’s important that you guys know where he is at all times. Mattsun tags along for fun and to watch Makki forget where he just came from. But it’s all good you get paid in Hanamaki hugs which are some of the most comforting hugs you’ve felt in a long time.

🌿 Moving onto Mattsun just because he was already mentioned, he’s the one that helps you out with some of your manager duties. He feels bad enough that Makki getting lost on his way to deliver something to your teacher forced you to join the club so it’s the least he could do. Seeing as he’s also a regular player he mostly helps out before and after practice. He’ll help carry the water cooler when the bottles are full and help you carry the laundry at the end of practice matches. Bonus points goes to him being able to reach the equipment Oikawa puts on the top shelf to mess with him.

🌿 Iwaizumi is strict. But he has a little soft side for you. He’s known you since you were both first years (when you first joined the club) and you’ve both learned to coexist. Not to say that you don’t get along with Iwa but he’s usually too busy keeping Oikawa in line to constantly interact with you. When you two do get a chance to chat lots of laughs and jokes are shared. You two have your own little hand signal you use to remind each other of an inside joke every now and again.

🌿 I’ll keep captain Hit it till it breaks for last. 🌿

🌿 Next is Yahaba. He is literally the bane of your existence. And not in a good way either. He’s more like your little brother you can’t let out of your sight for too long or he’ll get himself into trouble. He’s the one who will willing trash talk another team knowing you’ll swoop in to save him from an ass kicking. You once looked away from him for too long and the cheerleaders from the opposing team met a different Yahaba Seijoh keeps locked in the basement for legal reasons. Safe to say you now have a leash for him whenever you have away games and practice matches. Even though his tendency to get himself into trouble can be annoying when he gets serious there’s nobody else you want by your side helping to manage the team.

🌿 And now for the guy who literally scared me when they first introduced him. I almost thought Makki was a goner 😭. Ladies and gentlemen I present to you Angry Puppy *rechecks introduction card* oh excuse me there’s been a mistake. Ladies and gentlemen I present to you Mad Dog. Literally this guy is baby and for the wrong reasons. Much like Yahaba you can’t look away from him for too long or you’ll have a fight on your hands. He willingly helps Yahaba trash talk the opposing team and pretends he did nothing when you come by. As Iwa is the only person he listens to the minute you say “Hajime-kun” you have a completely different Mad Dog in front of you. He’s come to think of you as his younger sister and is willing to tear a person limb from limb for you. Once got benched for serving directly to the face of the opposing team’s captain because he catcalled you while you were getting water for the team.

🌿 Next is Watari. Literally this guy is baby. When you first saw him setting instead of Oikawa it got you curious to know about his setter background. While telling you about his previous days as setter he managed to teach you more things about volleyball that you didn’t learn during your first year. All in all he is a very sweet kid who raids your snack station after games. But only for the fruits and nuts. And occasionally the one pack of cookies you have for yourself every now and again.

🌿 Alright now we talk about the guy everyone else thinks is baby, Kindaichi. This is a special case. At first glance you thought he looked familiar and you were absolutely right. Turns out you both went to the same elementary school but were in different grades. You remember him as the little boy who would cry when it was time to go in from lunch. He was quite the crybaby back then and not much has changed but he pouts instead of crying now. Lucky for you he doesn’t remember you so the methods the teachers used to calm him down are the same ones you use much to his nostalgic delight. He’s pretty self efficient but don’t turn him away when he needs a confidence boost. Just give him one of your famous head pats and remind him he’s a good volleyball player much like his senpais.

🌿 With Kunimi you have to approach him cautiously. He’ll either cooperate or shut down completely and you’re forced to drag all 66.1kg/145.7lbs of him everywhere. He’s a sweet kid don’t get me wrong but he’s also very perceptive and has noticed that you treat your kohais like literal children. This isn’t a bad thing for him but for you it means you have to be a little stricter on him. Don’t fall for his puppy eyes and wobbly lip or you’ll end up with his head in your lap while you go over player stats during breaks.

🌿 And finally captain hit it till it breaks Oikawa. Tooru Oikawa’s favorite food is milk bread and he always finds a way to steal yours at lunch. He’s a pain in the booty but he’s your pain in your booty. One of the nicest persons to you on the team but you suspect it’s because he’s the captain. You can’t deny the hard work he’s put into the sport but there are times you wished he didn’t work so hard. You saw how hard he took it when Shiratorizawa beat Seijoh and you would hate to see him in that state again. I could go on about the special friendship you and Oikawa have however that’s too much to write just know that where you go he goes like a lost puppy.

Sorry again this took so long but here they are. Seijoh headcanons. Hopefully we all see eye to eye with these. Thanks again for reading and see you soon

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Oh my goodness I didn’t even know I had anything hinting I like Sachiro on my blog 😭 this couldn’t come at a more perfect time 🥺

Greetings! I'm Rose One 🌹, from the Rose's Cupid Service, and I'm here to announce that, according to your choices and profile, we found the best suitor for your evening!

Here comes your date:

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To: @erispring

To: @christeningsakusa

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It's Cursed Pic Tuesdays

I’m taking back all my love and affection now 🙄 you’ll have to earn it back after this

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Come kith me right now 😭

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*prepares arsenal of milk pictures* try me hoe!

What's your favorite Haikyuu Team?

You know for some crazy reason I think it might just be Inarizaki *looks at username* you know what maybe it’s not

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You’re starting to ship me with Iwa-chan too much now 👀 my favorite food is not milk bread and my personal motto is not “if you’re gonna hit it, hit it till it breaks” but with that being said I can see you in Nohebi with Daisho

What's your favorite Haikyuu Team?

You know for some crazy reason I think it might just be Inarizaki *looks at username* you know what maybe it’s not

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Hello, do you have any Inarizaki Headcanons?

Oh my goodness Anon 🥺 I have been waiting for an ask like this for so long now *opens a door* step into my office so we can discuss important matters.....for the record this is with y/n as the manager

🦊 Well first of all we have to start with our favorite foodie. He is literally your food guru. Poor baby comes to you all the time when he wants a snack or to complain that he’s hungry. After about a week straight of asking you he’ll figure out where your secret snack pile is. You get suspicious when you notice he doesn’t ask you for snacks anymore but your snack stash isn’t as well stocked as you left it. But baby Samu is a gentleman and leaves snacks for you as well. Don’t be too surprised when you notice your favorite chips constantly showing up.

🦊 Moving onto Mr Refresher himself, can we just discuss Aran headpats? He just looks like he uses expensive hand cream so his hands are always soft and smooth. He gets joy out of playing with your cheeks during breaks as it also helps him relieves some tension he might have built up in them. And he always smells good. No matter how hard he’s been practicing or how much he’s sweating Aran Ojiro always smells like vanilla sugar cookies. But back to the headpats and cheek rubs, yes you have become one of the many wonders of the world due to Aran and his legendary hands. Atsumu is lowkey jealous as he’s never gotten an Aran headpat.

🦊 Being a manager is a lot of work. Just look at it this way there’s one of you and about twelve high school boys for you to take care of. 💩 gets real. But no need to worry Kita always helps you out with some of your duties. When he’s not busy with the team he’s usually helping you with laundry and organizing the storage room. Don’t tell the others but you’re his favorite teammate as you cause him the least amount of trouble. Once separated from the second years that is.

🦊 This might be my favorite right here but post game bus ride cuddles with Omimi. He looks scary and mean but guy is a huge freaking teddy bear. His cuddles are the best especially after a game when everyone is tired and falling asleep. At this point it’s a ritual he’s literally your bus ride buddy (read pillow). It started when he first sat beside you after a game and he didn’t realize how exhausted he was. You both ended up falling asleep and when you woke up you noticed you were comfortably asleep against him. You tried to apologize many time but he reassured you it was alright as somehow he was also comfortable. Now it’s an unspoken rule that only Omimi sits beside you during bus rides.

🦊 Now for our ball of sunshine Akagi. I literally love him so much he is such a good person. When nobody can find him or you during breaks everyone knows to check a quiet corner of the gym. There they can find the two of you laughing your heads off at jokes that you both decided to share with each other. You can’t find a friendship more pure than you two. I also think that he knows how to cook and bake due to his older sister giving valentine’s chocolates and bentos to crushes she’s had. He was also the unwilling taste subject so he’s built up a pretty strong stomach. Food cannot make him sick anymore after an entire month of his sister trying to learn how to cook chicken. He got all the talent in the kitchen and you guys exchange recipes from time to time. During training camps Akagi will help you make breakfast for the team and also help prep some of lunch of dinner until he has to run off to practice.

🦊 We have to talk about the baby of the family now. Riseki! He is literally baby. He always comes to you when he needs a quick confidence boost because he thinks he’s not good enough. After a quick look at the stats you’ve been keeping track of he feels better but the icing on the cake is when you pat his head and remind him that he’s just as good as his senpais that he looks up to. You also remind him that he’s the only first year on the team so he’s just as good as everyone else and deserves to be on the team. Cue flustered Riseki touched by your words and ready to go back and practice hard like his senpais.

🦊 Ginjima is the voice of reason. Literally. He’s the one to remind you that you’re doing a good job and that the team appreciates you even when it doesn’t seem like they do. The things you’ll forget to do for yourself like fill up your own bottle and get a snack for yourself Gin has already done it for you. So rest easy you’re in good hands. His personal motto is “Our manager takes good care of us so we have to take good care of our manager”. Poor thing is still traumatized by losing a manager in middle school.

🦊 Hear me out and I promise I’m going somewhere with this but Yuto is literally your guardian angel. Guy knows how accidentally clumsy you can be so he just keeps an eye on you. When you’re absentmindedly taking notes while walking he’ll make sure to open all the doors you’re about to walk into. He also manages to catch you most of the time before you bump into things like tables and chairs. If it wasn’t for his hands covering sharp corners and edges you would have lots of bumps and bruises so you’re always glad to tape his fingers when he asks. He also only asks you because he’s still traumatized by an experience he had in junior high where a senpai accidentally taped his finger too tightly and they couldn’t get it off. He is also your map at away games to ensure when you walk around in thought, thinking up new plays the team can try, that you don’t get lost.

🦊 Hold onto your hats guys cause we’re talking about Atsumu now. Atsumu is literally your rival. It’s literally a battle of who has the bigger ego. Challenges can range from rolling up your sweater sleeves to who can make Coach Kurosu laugh. But rest assured that you are still his precious manager who takes good care of him so he’ll be your personal bodyguard. A guy from the basketball club once confessed to you and Atsumu wasn’t too far away from the scene in case he needed to jump in. He’s annoying yes but he’s also very sweet when he’s not being competitive.

🦊 Now for the best part we talk about the love of my life Sunarin. Get some popcorn cause this is gonna be long. He is literally your best friend. He’s still kind of learning about Hyogo so he is happy to go any and everywhere with you. Literally asks you if you have errands to do so he can tag along. Suna is also very easygoing and goes along with anything you say. So if you decide that you both are getting pedicures over the weekend to relax then the pedicure specialist had better massage his feet pretty damn good cause baby is going to relax. He might also let you pick a color for his toes every other weekend. You thought Osamu was a foodie until you learned just how big Suna’s appetite is. Always down to go out to eat and is not afraid to try something new every now and again. Suna cuddles are the best as he either flops his entire weight on you or has his arms wrapped around you completely. He also can’t say no to you once you call him Rinnie and tell him about how great a volleyball player he is. Rinnie Rin also knows all the school gossip so expect to compare notes during nail salon trips. Suna is a weird guy and hates going shopping for himself but will gladly accompany you shopping and even give you his honest thoughts on clothes you are trying on but the minute you head into the men’s department he’s dragging you by the collar to the cashier. Just call him Rinnie and say please with that cute look on your face guy will melt into a puddle of disappointment as he literally can’t tell you no.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk it was lovely having you here. But these are my honest thoughts on Inarizaki. I got carried away with Suna and actually had to stop myself 😂 can you tell I like him? Sorry Kita’s was so short I was interrupted and all thoughts flew south for the winter. Or should I say went into hibernation. Get it? Cause they’re foxes....and foxes hibernate....haha? Ok fine I’ll stop.

But please ask me more like this. I’m always happy to share my thoughts and ideas with everyone ☺️. You should see my Seijoh headcanons haha. Thanks for stopping by.

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What's your favorite Haikyuu Team?

You know for some crazy reason I think it might just be Inarizaki *looks at username* you know what maybe it’s not

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tOoRu OiKaWa'S fAvOrItE fOoD iS mIlKbReAD

Everyday I worry about your sanity

#beware of curse #mo strikes again #revenge coming soon