#Asahi Azumane reader insert

[mackjlee9]

Azumane Asahi x Scary!Male!Reader [Fluff]

So, appearently, this one shot is not published?? somehow?? it doesn’t show up for me on desktop or mobile, so i’ll be posting it now i guess -_-

Masterlist.

Haikyuu!!

Requested by GaurikaDutta on Wattpad

Well, the day couldn't have gone better... well, it could have, if Nishinoya wasn't eavesdropping on Asahi's conversation with his boyfriend. But, was it eavesdropping? He just took a peek at his texts with (M/n).

"Asahi-san has a boyfriend?!" Was what he yelled at the top of his lungs after there were done stretching after practice was over for the day.

Of course, the third and second years had some explaining to do, since they didn't know about Asahi's sexuality. At first, he came out as bisexual, then asexual, and he finally got over his sexuality crisis, and realized he was demisexual. He never had a gender preference anyway, and he loves (M/n) as much as his family.

But, after the little explanation, everyone wanted to meet Asahi's boyfriend, something that made the brunette a little nervous, setting in just ask about it to his boyfriend. Even if he already knew what (M/n)'s answer was going to be.

Neither of them ever realize, well they kinda did, but Asahi never explained it to the rest of the Karasuno members.

(M/n) would go to every single one of their games, he was a scary dude in the audience, no one ever sat less than three seats away from him. His tough and intimidating appearance made everyone coward away from him. But the reality couldn't have been farther from that. (M/n) always tested him after every game, whether they lost or won, to comfort him or cheer him up.

They would meet up in an empty place, usually a deserted hallway, occasionally in one of the empty bathrooms, and no one ever found out. Like they had been dating ever since they met, which was when Asahi was still a first year and (M/n) a second year. Asahi knew everyone -except the first years- would recognize him immediately once they see him.

Well, back in his home, Asahi got a call from (M/n), wondering why he suddenly stopped texting him and Asahi explained everything that has happened almost an hour ago. Obviously, as Asahi already thought, (M/n) accepted meeting the Karasuno volleyball team, a cheerful tone of voice making Asahi's heart beat faster and they talked a little more, before saying their good night's to each other and falling asleep.

The next day, Asahi told them his boyfriend was going to come later in the day, since he had to work in the morning till the afternoon. Now, that made everyone though Asahi's boyfriend was way older than him, so they were kinda nervous now.

After a long way, their everyday practice came by, and they were all getting dressed and began stretching.

(M/n) walked inside the school campus, both hands inside the pockets of his leather jacket, he saw some students leaving the building since they didn't have club activities or just weren't in a club. He walked towards the gym where the volleyball team used to practice, since he had a feeling they still got to use it, and he stood outside by the door.

He took his headphones off, letting them hang around his neck and immediately, he was able to hear the squeaky sounds of shoes against the floor, followed by yells or the sound of the volleyball hitting skin or the ground.

The sounds reminded him of last year, during his last high school match at the Winter Cup tournament. Being the ace of the basketball team made him well known around the school, but people were also scared of him, mostly because of his looks and the way he dressed, but in reality...

He was such a cinnamon roll! Like a cute golden retriever!

And yes, Asahi always told him he was really adorable when he was happy, something that, inevitably brought a huge smile to his face.

But getting out of his thoughts, he heard who he presumed was the captain calling a break before another match, and he finally decided to make his presence known.

(M/n) slid the door open, targeting everyone's eyes. Hinata and Yachi flinched at the sight of the intimidating male, while the second and third years bowed with a loud greeting.

Asahi looked at everyone with a panicked expression, muttering that they shouldn't bow and be so formal with (M/n), which made them stare at Asahi with curious looks in their eyes.

"Asahi-san... you mean... that (L/n)-senpai is..." Nishinoya slowly spoke, causing the third-year brunette to blush and scratch the back of his neck.

"Uh, y-yeah... (M/n) is my boyfriend-" not even a second after, Tanaka and Noya were standing very close to the (h/c) haired male, an aggressive expression on both of their faces.

"You better treat our Asahi-san well, senpai." Boys said, causing Daichi to sigh behind them and Sugawara to chuckle at the duo's antics.

"Yeah, senpai, we're watching you closely," (M/n) kept his serious stare on them, making them tremble as they started losing their confidence, but the male just laugh and hugged them by the shoulders.

"I'm so happy I'm finally able to meet the volleyball team!!" He cheered loudly, a playful look in his eyes as he saw the small middle blocker hiding behind a stoic black-haired setter. "Hinata-kun~!"

He yelled as he rushed towards the smaller male, who flinched and shrieked as he ran away, but (M/n) caught him pretty easily.

"There's no need to be afraid, Hinata-kun, I'm not gonna hurt you." Eventually, the orange-haired male let his intimidating senpai hold him in his arms and soon enough, he was laughing out loud to his heart's content.

"Sugawara-san," the blond walked closer to the silver-haired third-year, and he looked at Tsukishima with a gentle smile. "Could you tell me who that guy is?"

At that moment, he realized that neither of the five first years nor the couch knew who (M/n) was, so he started calling out to everyone.

"Everybody, come over for a moment, you too, (L/n)-senpai." (M/n) had a pout on his lips as he set Hinata down, walking next to Asahi and the rest of his kohais. "Alright, this is (L/n) (M/n), he's our senpai and former ace of Karasuno's basketball team."

"Hi~," (M/n) said with a wide smile while he waved his hands.

Tsukishima sweatdropped at the male's behavior, but soon, everyone was having fun getting to know their senpai, while Asahi just watched (M/n) as he got along with everyone just fine.

Yes, (M/n) might look scary and sometimes he can be a little too much to handle, but that doesn't necessarily means is a bad thing. He was extremely kind and very, very sweet.

Just look at him, he even managed to make Tsukishima chuckle at a joke he told him.

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[mitsuas-coffee-shop]

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𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎: 04/16/2024

𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎: Hotcakes with strawberry mermalade

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎

𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜: 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚃𝙾𝚃𝙰𝙻 (𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝): $726

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You don't really know what got into you this morning as soon as your eyes laid on the clock signaling two hours before getting to your work place. You really don't know why you got up with a sudden need to cook... But what exactly did you want to cook?

You looked through your mini recipe book you always kept safe on your phone's notes.

Something salty? An omelette? Fruit? A smoothie? Strawberry smoothie?! You were close, your mouth drooling at the thought of every dish you got remember, but still couldn't find the perfect one.

"Hotcakes! Got it!" You whisper-shouted glad to finally know what you've been secretly craving for, careful to do not wake up your partner, who had told you last night has had a rough week. So now that's finally his day off, you could make a little treat for the both of you.

You put on your apron and started taking the ingredients as fast and as silently you could, getting everything done an hour later.

Now the last detail was the missing topping, the strawberry mermalade.

Maybe you got too engrossed making the hotcakes you didn't notice the last ingredient to satisfy your appetite was missing on your refrigerator.

"Crap..." You searched everywhere, forgetting about having to keep the volume as low as possible, waking your spouse on the process.

Just as he arouse from his sleep, the smell of something delicious creeped up on his nosetrills, fading any annoyance he might have had from someone interrumpting his resting time.

As he was about to get up and greet you, he heard the front door close in a hurry, well—more like shut.

He got to the dining room and saw the table was impeccable; two plates, cutlery, glasses filled with milk and on the center, a couple of hotcakes piles all fluffy and smooth looking.

A smile came to form on his face, thinking how marvelous and skilled you might have seemed like when cooking this, for the both of you, which was something that made his heart warm up even more.

He decided to look further around since he knew you couldn't have gone to work just yet, something might have been missing for everything to be perfect, which was something he's come to know and love about you. Wanting to get everything as best as you could was always inspiring for him.

There was a small container, matching with the tableware set up, it was the only thing left on the bar which divided the kitchen from the dining room, empty.

He thought you were missing the maple syrup.

After some thinking on how you could react to him knowing about your surprise and getting bummed about it, he chose to try and sleep a bit more while waiting for you and act as if he knew nothing once you woke him by yourself.

Minutes passed and like the giddy little child he felt like when waiting for a present he knew was coming, he finally heard the door opening and a relieved sigh scaping you.

He had to put on the best act now! He could not fail!

"Hey honey-Wake up, breakfast's ready" he heard now closer to him, a hand shaking slightly his shoulder.

He had to pretend he had not been awake before you arrived from your emergency drive for ingredients, but the way he got up quickly from the bed didn't convince you much. Still, you didn't give it more importance and led him to your suprise.

"Wow! Are these for us?!" He exclaimed maybe a little to excited and made such excessive moves with his hands you couldn't believe him anymore.

"You got up earlier right?" You asked, seemingly not sad but a little disappointed with yourself for not getting everything right on the first try.

"U-Uhm-n-no?" He tried once more, but his nervousness by your piercing gaze now fixated on discovering his lies made him obvious.

"O-Ok ok! maybe... But I swear I had a similar reaction to this one! I-I loved it sweetheart!" Now he got closer to embrace you.

All his and your concern dissolved as fast as the delectable and comforting hotcakes in your mouths, along the strawberry mermalade you explained you had to grab to make it worth it, you spent a lovely morning with your other half.

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𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑;

BNHA ๋ ࣭ ⭑ Izuku Midoriya, Kirishima Eijiro, Denki Kaminari, Sero Hanta, Togata Mirio, Takami Keigo

HQ! ๋ ࣭ ⭑ Hinata Shouyo, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Ryonusuke Tanaka, Yu Nishinoya, Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Asahi Asumane, Ittetsu Takeda

Gakuen Babysitters ๋ ࣭ ⭑Ryuuchi Kashima

Obey me! ๋ ࣭ ⭑Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Diavolo, Simeon, Solomon

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[degyash]

Ukai Keishin x Daichi’s Sister! reader

Reader is 23 (3 years younger than Ukai)

Tw?: Pregnancy, one night stands

I sat in my car at the gates of Karasuno. My brother has volleyball practice until like 20:00. Who actually has so much energy they’d be able to play sports for hours. Daichi already knows I’m picking him up after practice. I needed to talk to him about something really important. I stepped out of my car and leaned on the door.

“Y/n?” My brother said.

“Jesus fucking Christ you centipede.” I jumped. I looked to my left to see my brother and his teammates. “Can you please stop calling me that.” He rolls his eyes. “Anyways the team wanted to meet you and do you think you’d be able to bring Suga and Asahi home, too?” He asked.

I blinked at his teammates. Three of them were looking at me starry eyed, while two of the looked annoyed, a green haired boy looked kinda shy, and threw others that looked done with the starry eyed ones. “Yeah of course! I love those kids.” I said smiling. Suga and Asahi chuckled.

“Oh. Nee-san, these are the second years: Ennoshita, Tanaka, Nishinoya, Kinoshita, and Narita.” My brother pointed to each one of the boys as he said their names. “These are the first years: Hinata, Yamaguchi, Kageyama, and Tsukishima.” He says pointing the the first years.

“It’s nice to meet you all. I’m Sawamura Y/n, Daichi’s older sister.” I say.

“It’s nice to meet you too!!!” Tanaka said.

“Daichi we need to go I still have to talk to you about something.” I said looking at the time on my phone.

“Ok see ya guys.” He said and walked over to my car, Suga and Asahi following him.

Once everyone was in the car I started it and started driving. “Where to first.” I asked.

“My house first.” Asahi said. “Ok.” I responded.

“So what’s so important, Y/n?” My brother asked. “Well it’s kind of personal but I don’t really mind Asahi and Suga knowing.” Daichi nodded as I was talking. “Well a couple months ago I hooked up with this guy. We were both drunk and I don’t know. He woke up at my apartment.” I said.

“Wow, ok. Is that all?” Daichi asked.

“I’m also pregnant and I don’t know how to tell him.” I said turning on Asahi’s street. Suga choked on something and Asahi looked like he saw a ghost.

“Um. So you hooked up with a guy, and now you’re pregnant and that baby is the product of a one night stand.. are you keeping it?” He asked.

“Probably. It’s my kid.” I slowed down in front of Asahi’s house.

“Um see ya guys. Thank you Y/n-San.” Asahi said. “No problem.” I said. After Asahi got inside we started off to Suga’s.

“Do you know the name of the guy you hooked up with?” Suga asked picking up his waterbottle.

“Yeah it’s Ukai Keishin.” I answered. Suga choked on his water. “What?!” Daichi looked at me.

“What??” I said confused. “That’s our coach.” Sugawara said.

“It’s a small world.” I said stopping at a red light.

“No no. Y/n, you’re pregnant with my coach’s kid.” Daichi said. The light turned green and I kept going.

“Yes, I know.” I said. “Oh my god.” He said brushing his hand in his hair. “How do I tell him?” I asked.

“I think you should be straightforward with it.” Suga chimed in. “That’s exactly what you’re going to do, and you are doing it right now.” Daichi said. “No I’m not, the fuck?” I say.

“Yes you are. I’ll tell you the way to his store.” My brother says.

Time skip.

I opened to door to Ukai’s store. “Hi welcome to-. Hey it’s you.” Ukai said.

“Yep it’s me.” I say awkwardly. “What’s wrong? You good?” He asks me.

“So I kinda found out something you might want to know.” I said and pulled out the tests from my purse. I put the tests on the counter and he looked at them. And then at me. And then back at the tests.

“What are these?” He asks picking one up.

“They are pregnancy tests. Positive pregnancy tests. I’m pregnant with your baby.” He looks up at me. “Are you sure this isn’t a joke?” He puts down the test.

“I wouldn’t joke about something like this.” I said tears starting to form. My pregnancy has made you cry super easily so far.

“Hey, wait don’t cry.” He stands up and puts his hand on my shoulder. “Are you going to keep it?”

“Yeah.” A tear slipped down my cheek.

“Then I’ll be here for you every step of the way.” He said and hugs me. “I know we’re not together and we didn’t plan this at all but I’ll be here for you the best I can. I promise.” He said rubbing my back.

“There’s something else you should know.” I broke the hug. He looked down at me.

“I’m Sawamura Daichi’s older sister.” I say. “Oh dear god I’m in so much trouble. Please tell him not to kill me.” He says and you laugh.

“Here is my number. You’ll probably need it since we’re gonna have a kid and stuff.” I say writing down my number. Ukai chuckles and says ok.

“See ya Ukai.” I say as I start walking out of the store.

“Call me Keishin. And see ya Y/n.” He waves too and I walk out.

Ahhhhhh omgg should I make another part?????

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[cherxyx]

Warning: Frat au!, shitty Asahi, suggestive, more of ooc!Asahi.

“yeah, just put it in your mouth.” Asahi whispers in your ear, you hesitated to open your mouth near his cock. Fearing that he might do something funny while you took your time.

“C’mon baby, don’t be scared” he says, grabbing your jaw to open your mouth. You can tell that he’s ready and growing impatient as has your jaw in one hand and the other pumping his cock. You wonder if you should just go for it.

“How about we do tits then, you’re not ready for mouth” Asahi says, loosening his grip on your jaw. He is already pulling the straps down of your black tank top. You pause your movements until he was done with your tank top, leaving you in your bra.

You covered your boobs up, why you did cover them up was weird it’s not like he hasn’t seen them before you tell yourself. His left hand reaches to work your bra off and pull it down the same way he did your top.

“Can…can we just fuck already” you said quickly, embarrassed. Asahi has a soft smug look on his face “eager aren’t you, let me play with your tits love. You know they make me feel better” he says moving his hand to your right nipple.

“You wanna make me feel good, right y/n”

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[nubisaureus]

their (main) love language

character(s): timeskip!Suga, timeskip!Asahi, timeskip!Daichi

pairing(s): afab!reader x timeskip!Suga, timeskip!Asahi, timeskip!Daichi (separately)

contents: fluff, established relationship, love languages, dates, period cramps, everyday love, cuddles, taking care of you

a/n: sorry for the absence guys! exam season started in June, and I've been studying my ass off ever since! my last exam is on the 31st of July, and after that I'll be a bit more free to write! I've been rewatching Haikyuu though, hence why this post.

not proofread! also I'd love to make more posts like this, not only on haikyu, so let me know if you'd like that!

hope you enjoy! <3

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Suga

Acts of service and physical touch: he loves making life easier for you, and will always make sure to make his presence known whenever you're doing something.

He'll dry your hair for you, make you a bath, whatever it takes to make your life easier. He could be grading tests, reading a book or whatever really, he'll always make sure you know he's there.

«I'm gonna go read a book, I'll let you grade your tests okay?» you get your book and go sit on the sofa. As you're halfway through the page, you hear rustling from the table, and then see Suga coming to the sofa. Soon enough your legs are stretched out on his lap, as he continues grading, occasionally giving your calves a gentle squeeze.

As he's done grading you soon enough end up in his arms, being cuddled as he whispers sweet words in your ears and kisses your head, inhaling your perfume.

Has it been a hard day? You bet he's going to brush your hair until you fall asleep on his lap, and then he'll bring you to bed, lay next to you, falling asleep to the soft sound of your slow breathing.

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Asahi

Words of affirmation and quality time: he's always wanted to hear things SAID, so it's not a surprise at all. He's also always super busy as a fashion designer, and so, whenever you two can spend time together he wants it to be meaningful. He likes to organize dates, and will do anything in his power to make everything you wish for become a reality.

«Look at this!!» you send him a video of a recently opened ice skating rink in Tokyo. You wouldn't see him for two weeks, since he had a fashion show in another city in Japan.

Two weeks had passed, and as promised, he came over. You open the door to find him there, a flower bouquet in his hands, as he extends one for you to grab. You do, and next thing you know you're at the skating rink, with you helping him as to not fall over, since he's absolutely terrible at it.

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Daichi

He's very difficult to categorize in my humble opinion, but if I'd have to summarize him in one word, I'd choose: care. He's a mix of all five love languages, he just wants to be there for you and take care of you in every situation, even if you insist on him not to, since you feel like a burden sometimes.

«Daichi, you don't have to do all of this...I've had my period countless times. It's okay; I took painkillers, they'll take effect soon and I'll be good.» he gives you a stern look, much like he did with his teammates in high school when they were exhausting themselves.

«There's no way I'm letting you go to practice like that. You're hereby forbidden from straining yourself until you feel better. And don't try to do otherwise, because I'm not going to move until you feel better [y/n].» you sigh, as he opens the sofa bed. He grabs a few blankets, and the heating pad, laying them on it. He gently lays you on the sofa, putting the heating pad on your abdomen, and covering you with the blankets. After a little while he comes back with snacks and the tv remote, laying next to you.

He cuddles you in his arms, massaging your lower back, soothing the sharp pain coursing through your body.

You spend the evening like that, cuddled in his arms while watching a tv show.

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[kingyo-konbini]

KINGYO COFFEEHOUSE [SUGAWARA KOUSHI X READER]

[SUMMARY] sugawara has a secret crush on a girl in shimizu's class. shimizu secretly plots a meet-cute for her friend. [PRONOUNS] she/her [GENRE] fluff | meet-cute [POV] third person [WORD COUNT] 1879 [CONTENT] crushes | coffee shops | reader's unnamed older brother | one curse word (shit)

“Have you ever heard of this place?”

“Kingyo Coffeehouse? Nope, I don’t think so. You?”

“Not until Kiyoko recommended it to us. It looks nice, though.”

The outside was very humble, a dark maroon-and-white striped awning covering the doorway and large hanging plants hung from the inside by the windows, their vines spiraling down the edges like curtains. There were two small tables to the right of the front door, each having two chairs to sit on. Maroon umbrellas were situated in the centers of each table, open and providing shade. The shop’s name was printed on a smooth dark brown sign in the window, two painted goldfish bordering the words.

“You know, I didn’t take her as a coffee person, but I guess I can kind of see it.” Sugawara said with a shrug, walking up to the door that Azumane was holding open.

“I guess. She probably just orders tea, though.” Sawamura followed Sugawara, Azumane ending the train and letting the door swing closed behind him.

“I wonder how she heard about this place.” Sugawara mused, examining the neat interior and taking in the warm scent of coffee.

“It is kind of hidden.” Sawamura agreed, eventually shrugging and walking up to the counter, Azumane and Sugawara following. “My treat. What do you guys want?”

“Be with ya in a sec.” A grouchy looking young man spoke, his back to the three as he worked on finishing up what looked like several orders. A small group of businessmen were waiting off to the side, chatting amongst themselves, all dressed up in their work clothes even on a Sunday.

“Something light, probably an iced caramel macchiato.” Sugawara hummed, looking at the menu.

“I’m getting tea.” Azumane decided. “Iced black tea sounds good.”

“Shit.” They heard the employee hiss, their attention turning to him and the cup of milk spilled over the counter and onto his apron. Grumbling to himself, he marched over to a door in the back and swung it open, leaning inside the opening. “[Name]! Come help!”

The three instantaneously furrowed their brows in confusion and looked at each other, Sugawara’s ears heating up. It couldn’t be-

“What did you do?” [Last Name] [First Name] said in exasperation, looking at the man’s apron and the look on his face. “Jeez. Come on, dude.”

“Shut up and help me out. You take their orders while I finish these ones. Where’s dad?”

“In the back doing numbers.” [Name] answered, still not looking at the boys at the counter. She pulled her hair back, away from her face, and washed her hands, slipping an apron on afterwards and finally facing the customers. “Oh.” She said, eyes blown wide. “Uh, hey guys.”

[Last Name] [First Name] was a fellow third year at Karasuno and Sugawara’s recent crush. He hadn’t been fully aware of her existence until a couple months ago, having stumbled across her reading in the courtyard. The moment he saw her hair shift in the wind and the way her fingers carefully flipped the pages, he was done for.

After that he kept seeing her everywhere: during lunch, between classes, after school, in the mornings; he couldn’t escape, and honestly, he didn’t want to.

Sawamura and Azumane had easily figured out what was going on with their friend, repeatedly trying to get him to talk to her and failing each time. Shimizu must have figured it out and knew that her classmate worked here, and that this would be the only way to get Sugawara to talk to her.

“Hey, [Last Name], right?” Sawamura cleared his throat and took the initiative.

“That’s me.” She confirmed with a nod. “You guys are on the volleyball team, right?”

“Yep.” Sawamura nodded. “Funny running into you here, we didn’t know you worked here.”

“I just help out sometimes.” [Name] shrugged, fiddling with her fingers. “My dad owns this place. That’s my brother.” She motioned towards the grumpy young man, who was finishing up the businessmen’s orders. “Anyways, what can I get you guys?”

“Just a small water for me. Suga?” Sawamura turned to his friend, who promptly pretended to not notice the glint in his eyes.

“Small iced caramel macchiato, please.”

[Name] nodded and scribbled the orders onto the cups. She turned to Azumane. “You?”

“Small iced black tea, please.” He spoke politely. [Name] nodded again and scribbled the order onto a new cup.

“All of this on one ticket?”

“Yes.” Sawamura nodded and pulled out his wallet, gathering up the bills. [Name] put the orders into the computer and told him the total, which was less than they were expecting.

“I’m giving you a discount. I don’t ever see any classmates here.” [Name] chuckled sheepishly and scratched the back of her head. “Sawamura, Sugawara, and Azumane?” She pointed to each as she guessed their names, eyes lighting up once they confirmed. “Oh, I'm glad I didn’t mess that up.” She laughed and slid back the change. “I’ll get your orders out in just a moment.”

“Thank you.” They each said, meandering off to where the businessmen had stood, having left after receiving their drinks. As they waited, Sugawara made a point to not acknowledge the looks he was getting from his friends, choosing instead to scroll mindlessly through his phone.

“You want me to make this one?” They heard [Name]’s brother ask.

“No it’s fine, I got this under control. Go get a new apron or something.”

Her brother grumbled and they watched as he opened the door [Name] had come down from and went inside, the door shutting behind him. In just a few minutes [Name] walked over to they boys and placed the drinks on the bar, smiling.

“Here you go.”

“Thank you.” They said again, each grabbing their respective drink. Sugawara took a sip and was pleasantly surprised at how good it tasted, the espresso not too bitter and the caramel drizzle not sickly sweet. It felt good to drink something cold, helping to cool down the innate embarrassment he’d been filled with since realizing Shimizu had set him up.

“So, what are you three up to today?” [Name] asked, glancing to make sure nobody was waiting on her.

“We were on our way to get some new shoes for Asahi. His are worn out.”

“Oh,” [Name] nodded. “I guess they’d get worn down pretty heavily from all that running and jumping. It’s nice that you guys hang out outside of practices and games and stuff.”

“Yeah, we’re friends.” Sawamura shrugged. “Besides, Kiyoko told us about this place and that it was on the way to the store, so we figured we’d check it out.”

“Shimizu-san?” [Name] mumbled, eyes widening a little as though she’d realized something. “I see. Well, I’m glad you guys did. Like I said, we don’t really get students from Karasuno coming in, and I don’t really hang out with anyone outside of my club members, so it’s nice to have some contact with you all.” She laughed sheepishly and messed with her hair, brushing it away from her eyes.

“I feel that.” Sawamura nodded. “We don’t really hang out with anyone outside of the team, either.” He joined in her laughing, Azumane chuckling and Sugawara smiling while trying to hide the fact that he couldn’t take his eyes off of her.

“Well, you guys are welcome here anytime you want, the rest of the team included.” She stifled her laughs and sent them a blinding smile, eyes landing on Sugawara. “I hope you all have a good day, and good luck with the shoes, Azumane-san.”

“Thank you, [Last Name]-san. You too.” Azumane smiled and bowed a little, his ears a little pink.

“Thanks for the drinks.” Sawamura smiled and bowed a little as well before he and Azumane headed towards the door.

“Yes, thank you, [Last Name]-san. The drink is really good.” Sugawara said, trying to keep his voice steady. [Name]’s smile somehow brightened even more, and she perked up.

“I’m glad. Have a good day, Sugawara-san.”

“You too.” He bowed his head slightly before rushing after his friends, who were waiting for him by the door. Once the three had exited and the door was shut, Sawamura elbowed Sugawara in the ribs, who let out a short ‘oof’ and jumped away, ignoring the teasing grin on his face.

“We’ll have to thank Kiyoko for the recommendation, tomorrow.” Sawamura whistled, Azumane nodding beside him.

“Come on, I really don’t know why you guys are making this a big deal.” Sugawara sighed, taking another sip of his drink. “It’s just a little crush. I don’t actually know her.”

“Then ask her out!” Sawamura insisted, speeding up to walk in step with his friend.

“She doesn’t know me! Why would she say yes?”

Azumane and Sawamura glanced at each other before the latter rolled his eyes. “Did you really not see the way she was looking at you? The fact that she made your drink first? I think the feeling’s mutual.”

“Shut up.” Sugawara shook his head. “It’s nothing. I don’t want to talk about this anymore.”

“Fine.” Sawamura held his hands up in defeat. “Don’t say I didn’t try to do anything, though.” 

...

“Who were they?” [Name]'s brother asked, tying his apron back on. [Name] watched them through the window, a flustered smile on her face.

“Classmates. They’re on the boys’ volleyball team.”

“Do you know them?”

She shrugged. “Not really, but one of the girls who sits near me in class is the team’s manager. I’ve seen them practicing a couple times.”

“Mmhm.” He glanced at her through the corner of his eyes, staying silent as he fetched the mop and began to clean up the spilled milk. “You’re a horrible liar.”

“I’m not lying!”

“Then you’re hiding something.”

“Shut up. You spilled milk everywhere.” She huffed and folded her arms, grateful that the cafe was now empty.

“Tell me.”

“Do you really want to know?”

His eyes flashed and narrowed. “Yes.”

The corners of her lips twitched into a devilish grin. “Well, one of them -Sugawara-san, the one with the light hair- is super cute and is a really good player, and he just so nice, and I think I have a crush on him, and Shimizu-san -that’s the girl I sit next to- found out somehow and told me that Sugawara-san is in the university prep class- how cool is that? And he’s the vice captain of the team, so responsible and handsome-“

“Shut up, shut up, I get it.” Her brother held up his hands in surrender. “I’ve learned my lesson.” [Name] chuckled and undid her apron, grabbing the used mop and moving to put both away. “Is any of that true?”

“Oh, yeah.” [Name] snorted. “He's nice and a good player, and Shimizu-san did tell me that he’s in the university prep class and that he’s the vice captain of the team when I was asking about her club."

“You don’t have a crush on him?”

“I don’t know him.” [Name] shrugged. “He is cute though.”

Her brother grunted and resumed his work while [Name] turned away, a small smile and light blush lighting up her features.

Finally, they'd gotten a proper introduction. She'd have to thank Shimizu-san when she saw her at school.

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are you bored yet? || asahi azumane

▷ reblogs are appreciated!!

▷ angst to comfort

▷ asahi x male reader, he/him pronouns used

maybe he didn't love you anymore. maybe he had fallen out of love and didn't tell you because he didn't want to hurt your feelings. maybe asahi was just bored with you. maybe he finally found someone better.

those are the thoughts running through your head as you stared at your phone, waiting for the brunette to text you back after leaving you on read. "come on, asahi, really? five hours?" you frowned, shaking your head and throwing your phone across your bed as you covered yourself in blankets.

you hummed, trying to ignore your racing thoughts, but to no avail. sighing, you pulled yourself up, changing into some jeans and a t-shirt. pocketing your phone, you made your way out of the house, going out for a bit should distract you.

maybe you were just overreacting and asahi was just not feeling too well. he wasn't obligated to reply to you, but it would be nice.

you walked in a random direction, deciding wherever your legs take you would be your destiny. you frowned lightly as you found the noodle place that you and asahi went to regularly. their food was pretty good, and you were hungry, so you went in, ordered your favorite item on the menu and your favorite drink, and took a seat at a random booth after you paid.

you failed to notice your dark-haired boyfriend coming out of the bathroom with sugawara and daichi in tow. you took your seat and got your order quite quickly, but as you began eating, you heard the voices from the booth behind you. nothing really caught your interest in their conversation as you ate, but as you were almost finished with your food, a topic came up and you couldn't help but listen.

"so, when are you going to tell him?" sugawara started, and you felt a bit upset, were they hanging out without you? you frowned as you decided to continue listening.

"what am i supposed to say? that i'm bored of him?" asahi sounded exasperated just by his tone. the person that they were talking about must've really pissed him off.

"it'll be better than lying to his face. [name] wouldn't want that would he?" you paused, your breath stopping as you listened to sugawara's words. "[name] would be disappointed if you didn't tell him the truth. if you don't like the guy, tell him."

you could hear asahi sigh, "it's not that i don't like him, i'm just getting bored. [name] doesn't have to know, right?"

you couldn't stand to hear anymore, you pulled your hood over your head, stood up, and left the restaurant. you walked around, kicking rocks and pebbles as you thought about what the trio was saying. were they talking about you? they couldn't have been, right?

asahi isn't the type of person to talk shit behind his partner's back, right?

you shook your head not wanting to think about it. instead, you looked through your phone, trying to distract yourself from the words you just heard. you opened your messages with nishinoya, biting your lip as you typed out what you wanted to say. your thumb lingered over the send button before you finally gave in and pressed send.

hey, noya. do you know if asahi is mad at me? ⤷ read; 04:27 pm

you fidgeted with your thumb as you walked to the park and climbed up the play structure to sit on top of the slide. there weren't any kids around, so you'd probably be able to sit where you were for a few minutes.

uhh no i don't think he is?? i can ask if u want ⤷ read; 04:30 pm

please don't. sorry, i'm just stressing right now. ⤷ read; 04:30 pm

nah you're all good man!! i can ask around and see if anyone else knows? ⤷ read; 04:33 pm

please don't, i don't want anyone assuming anything. thank you though, i really appreciate it.! ⤷ read; 04:34 pm

no problem! im sure things will work out you and asahi make a good couple! ⤷ read; 04:34 pm

thank you. ⤷ read; 04:35 pm

you pocketed your phone again before sliding down the play structure and walking back to your house. you felt numb, you just wanted the day to be over and for everything to be okay between you and asahi.

as you made your way closer to your house, you saw someone standing on your front porch. you checked your phone as it buzzed, watching your boyfriend, asahi's, contact name pop up.

hey, are you home? ⤷ read; 05:10 pm

you hesitated before responding, your thoughts roaming back to the restaurant.

are you bored yet? ⤷ read; 05:11 pm

what do you mean?? ⤷ read; 05:11 pm

are you bored of me? of us? ⤷ read; 05:12 pm

where is this coming from? can i please come inside so we can talk? ⤷ read; 05:12 pm

you sighed lightly, rushing up to your house. "come on," you told the brunette, unlocking the door and allowing him inside. you frowned lightly at the man standing before you. you wiped your eyes as you walked to your room, motioning the boy to follow you.

'please, if there is any god out there. please don't do this. i don't want to lose asahi.' your breath hitched as asahi placed a gentle hand on your shoulder.

"listen.." he started, his tone soft as he tried to talk with you. "the reason i need to talk to you.. it's about your friend, from the track team." he frowned with a sigh, "i know you wanted me and him to get along, you were so happy to introduce us to each other." he paused, gently cupping your cheek. "but he's so boring, i can't hold a conversation with him without getting bored. im so so sorry i didn't say something about this sooner."

you wrapped your arms around the boy, your body shaking as you let out small sobs. "i-i thought," you wiped your face quickly, "i thought you were going to break up with me." you frowned at the boy who shook his head in panic. "no, no! i wouldn't ever be able to do that."

you let out a hum, it seems you were worried over nothing.

you dragged the boy to your bed, placing a soft kiss on his cheek. "i want cuddles."

"okay," he wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head. "you know you're priceless to me, right? you're worth so much and i adore you. please never forget that."

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i don't like how rushed the ending is, but i've been stressed with school and stuff so !! enjoy <3

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Being Asahi’s Crush

Summary: the new foreign exchange student catches the ace’s eye

Series: Glass-Hearted Ace

Asahi x fem!Reader

Summary: The story of Asahi Azumane meeting the love of his life,(Y/N) (L/N), in Nationals. He's Karasuno's ace and she's Inarizaki's manager. Despite being on different teams, it didn't stop either of them from falling in love with one another.

she’s mine

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Summary: ᴡʜᴇɴ sᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴏʏs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴠᴏʟʟᴇʏʙᴀʟʟ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴏ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴛsᴜᴋɪsʜɪᴍᴀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴀsᴛ ʀᴇsᴏʀᴛ.

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Their Child Does And/Or Says Something Mean *Part 2*

Daichi Sawamura X Reader, Koshi Sugawara X Reader, Asahi Azumane X Reader, Kyoomi Sakusa X Reader

Requested: @mpregandmore​

Summary: Your the step parent and the kids are being mean.

Warning: Ungrateful Kids, Injury (Sakusa & Daichi), Fight (Asahi)

Part 1 (Toru Oikawa, Issei Matsukawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Takahiro Hanamaki, Kentaro Kyotani)

*Part 3* (Kotaro Bokuto X Reader, Keiji Akaashi X Reader, Atsumu Miya X Reader, Rintaro Suna X Reader, Osamu Miya X Reader)

*Part 4* (Tetsuro Kuroo X Reader, Kozume Kenma X Reader)

Daichi Sawamura

👮 Daichi wasn’t a reckless person but once he actually became a police officer, the hours just didn’t fit with his previous partner and they ended up parting ways, however she was pregnant at the time. 👮 Daichi loved his little boy, but that didn’t mean that he went easy on him, there were rules he needed to follow and he knew this. 👮 When you joined the family permanently, Daisuke showed that he loved you as much as he loved his parents and for the most part listened to what you asked of him. 👮 There were still times that he pushed his luck and most of the time that was when Daichi wasn't around.

You opened the door for Daisuke as he run into the living room kicking off his shoes on the way, you glanced at him and walked into the kitchen, taking the homework out of his bag and laying it on the table walking into the living room “Daisuke you know the rules, come and finish some of the homework while I cook dinner.” You ordered and he looked at you and fell forward on the sofa. “But I’m tired.” Came his muffled reply. “I know but it’s Friday so you don’t have to do all of it today, I just need you to do some of it okay?” You asked. “Fine.” He agreed before getting up and walking into the kitchen, he sat down at the table and started working at you started cooking, you were about halfway through making the meal when Daisuke balancing on the back legs of the chair that he was sitting on, the kitchen was pretty small so if he fell he was going to hit his head pretty hard. “Daisuke, please don’t do that.” You requested as you continued to cook, “Nothing is going to happen.” He argued. “You could really hurt yourself.” You warned him. “I don’t have to listen to you, you're not my mum.” You turned away for a second and when you turned around you saw that he was doing it again, you were walking over to tell him to stop again when the chair tipped too far, you dove forward and caught the chair and Daisuke before he could hurt himself. “Are you okay?” You asked. “Yeah.” He answered as he looked at you, “I’m sorry.” “It’s alright just please don’t do that again.” You pleaded. “I won’t.” He answered, nodding “Your hand is bleeding.” You looked at your hand and saw that you were bleeding. “Oh don’t worry about that.” You smiled as you walked over to the sink and started washing your hands. “I didn’t mean what I said.” You looked back at him as you waited for you to continue. “I think you and Daddy should get married and then you can be my mum too.” “You think you can get me a plaster?” You asked and he nodded going into the bathroom to get you what you asked for, when he came back you put your hand out to him “you think you can put that on for me?” He nodded sticking the plaster over the small cut, you attempted to pull your hand away but he stopped you pressing a kiss to the plaster before nodding and going back to his homework.

After eating dinner you both watched a movie and ended up falling asleep on the sofa, Daichi came in at 11:00pm he smiled as he walked into the living room, he pressed a kiss to your forehead before lifting Daisuke off of you and carrying him into his room. “Dad?” He was woken up by Daichi putting him in bed. “Hey.” Daichi greeted him, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Where’s mum?” He mumbled and Daichi frowned. “She’s not here.” He answered honestly. “But we were just watching a movie.” He answered, Daichi’s eyes moved back in the direction of the stairs and living room. “(Y/N)?” Daichi asked “she’s downstairs I’m going to go and get her in a minute, you both fell asleep.” “Okay. Night Dad, I love you.” “I love you too Bud.” He said softly walked towards the door turning on the nightlight and then turning off the lamp before closing the door. Daichi then headed downstairs and found that you were still asleep, he turned off the T.V before easily lifting you off the sofa. “How was work?” You mumbled slightly woken up. “Work was fine.” He answered as he walked into the bedroom and gently placed you on the bed leaving you to get comfortable while he got changed, he climbed into bed pulling you over to lay with him, the plaster on your hand catching his eye. “What happened to your hand?” “We had a little incident today but it’s all cleared up now.” You explained. “Whatever you did worked because he called you mum tonight.” He answered and you smiled. “He did?” You asked. “Mmhm.” He hummed “get some sleep, I’ve got tomorrow off so we can talk then.” “Night Daichi, love you.” You mumbled falling asleep again. “Night sweetheart, I love you too.” Daichi said before settling himself.

Koshi Sugawara

🙌 Suga was very much a paternal figure from a very young age. It started with his volleyball team and continued into his professional life so it did not surprise you when he said that he had a daughter. 🙌 You were surprised that he was a single father, Suga was a catch you couldn’t understand why anyone would have let him go, later on in the relationship you found out that his previous partner just didn’t know how to keep her hands to herself. 🙌 Kimiko bumped into you at the supermarket when she lost her Dad, you helped her find him and were surprised to find a hot single father frantically asking if anyone had seen his little girl. 🙌 Suga stayed in contact after that, insisting that he thank you for your help and then asking you on a date afterwards. Kimiko had always liked you but puberty brought it’s own problems.

Kimiko had come home from school, you knew because the door slammed behind her “Kimiko I told you about slamming the door!” You called from the kitchen as you dried your hands. “I don’t have to listen to you, this isn’t even your house.” You heard her say as you met her in the hallway. “Excuse me?” You asked. “You heard what I said.” She said flinging her shoes across the hallway in the direction of the shoe rack. “Can you put those away properly please?” You asked, she just looked at you before shoving past you to get to the stairs, you fell against the wall, ankle twisting as you tripped over the shoes you had asked her to put away. You struggled to the freezer grabbing something to put on your ankle before struggling to sit down.

Suga came through the door 15 minutes later, you heard him shuffling around in the hall and then he walked into the living room “what happened!?” He asked. “Nothing just hurt my foot, it’s nothing I was going to cook dinner in a minute though.” You waved him off but he walked over and crouched where your foot was raised on the table and moved the ice to see the large bruise forming over your ankle. “You won’t be doing anything.” He frowned as he lifted your leg and felt you flinch. “Sorry love, we need to wrap this okay, I think it’s just a sprain but we’ll see what it looks like in the morning.” He said softly “Kimiko!” “Yeah!?” She called back. “Can you bring down the first aid kit please!?” He asked, voice raised as he tried to keep your foot steady. “Are you going to tell me what happened or not?” “I just tripped over her shoes again, it’s nothing.” You waved him off and he looked at you and while you were sure that he wasn’t convinced he didn’t say anything. “What happened?” You heard Kimiko before you saw her but the moment that she saw your ankle her breath hitched. “That’s my fault.” She said as tears gathered in her eyes. “No, I mean you left your shoes out but it was an accident.” Suga tried consoling her as he reached out for the first aid kit, you hissed as your ankle rolled “sorry Love.” “Yes it is, this happened earlier, don’t lie to me, I did this didn’t I?” She looked at you and you sighed tears coming to your eyes. “You didn’t mean to hurt me.” You said softly. “What happened?” Suga asked, gently wrapping your foot. “Earlier-” “No, Kimiko, tell me what happened.” Suga stopped you from talking as he looked at his daughter waiting for the story, Kimiko explained what happened before looking at you. “I never meant to hurt you.” “I know you didn’t.” You said opening your arms for her, she walked over carefully climbing onto the sofa next to you and accepting the hug. “You know how you can make it up to us?” Suga asked as he walked over to sit on your other side. “Hmm?” She hummed. “You can make dinner.” He said as you looked at him and rolled your eyes. “I can still-” “Do nothing.” They both said at the same time. “I’ll cook but you have to make sure that she doesn’t do anything.” Kimiko ordered as she rushed off into the kitchen. “Please don’t be mad at her, she made a mistake and she apologized.” You leaned your head against his shoulder. “I’m not mad at her but she’s still grounded for pushing you.” He said softly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Now you rest until dinner is done, I’ll wake you up when it is.”

Asahi Azumane

🪡 Asahi was a bit scatterbrained in life so being a single parent was a challenge for him but he tried his best however when he met you he could not have been happier. 🪡 Akito was young when you and Asahi started dating and so to him it was normal for you to be there and he even thought that you were his Mum. 🪡 When he started in High School people started asking questions about his family and that was when he realized that you weren’t entirely the same as everyone else. 🪡 You guys never meant to keep it a secret but you never got to explain that before he assumed that you had been lying all his life.

You heard the door open and close “When were you going to tell me?” Akito asked as he walked into the kitchen, throwing his bag on the floor. “Tell you what?” You asked. “That you’re not even my real Mum!” He answered and you looked at him in time to catch his glare. “Where did you hear that?” You asked. “You think that I’d never find out!? What happened? Did you just take her place? What happened to her?” He asked as he stepped closer, his hands flinging out and knocking the glass containers on the floor. “You’ll have to ask your Dad what happened.” You answered because the truth of the matter is that you never cared enough to ask, he said that it didn’t end well and you never pushed for an explanation. “No, you tell me!” He ordered as he knocked more glass to the floor, you pulled yourself up onto the counter top to protect your feet as you pulled your knees up to your chest. “I can’t tell you, I don’t know what happened between your mother and your father.” You answered honestly, you could see that he didn’t believe you but before you could say anything else Asahi appeared in the doorway behind him. “What the hell is going on!?” He asked as he looked between the two of you. “When were you going to tell me that she’s not even my real mum? Was she just some woman that you wanted more?” He asked. “Careful what you say.” Asahi warned him as he looked over at you. “You have to tell him, whatever happened he needs to know.” You said. “I can go stay somewhere else for a couple of days or something but you guys need to talk.” “You aren’t going anywhere.” Asahi pointed at you before turning to his son. “You have no right to talk to or about (Y/N) she has raised you since you were younger and she’s never treated you anymore less then her own son, your mother was not a bad person but she didn’t know how to make the right choice and one day she almost got you killed and I had to leave, she’s never tried to find us since.” “She hurt me?” Akito asked. “You remember you always used to ask me about the scar on your shoulder?” Asahi asked and he nodded. “She did that.” “I didn't… I’m sorry… I just didn’t understand why you never told me.” Akito stuttered out as he looked over at you. “It’s okay, are you hurt?” You asked. “No.” He answered “I’m fine.” “Good, go into the living room, be careful as you do, when you get to the door take off your shoes so you don’t walk the glass into the living room carpet.” You ordered. “Can I go to my room?” He asked. “Of course, we’ll call you when we decide what we are going to do for dinner.” You smiled as he walked towards the living room door, he turned one last time. “I’m really sorry.” He said before you heard him going upstairs. “Alright Babe I’m going to come over and grab you okay?” Asahi asked. “Okay.” You answered softly as he walked over. Once he was close enough he guided your legs around his waist and you wrapped your arms around his neck, once he had lifted you off the counter and was holding you tight to his body he could feel you shaking. “It’s alright love, I’ve got you now.” He promised as he walked out the kitchen and kicked off his own shoes before walking into the living room. Asahi walked over to the sofa sitting down with you straddling his waist. “Are you okay?” “I’m okay.” You answered while pressing your face into his neck. “I never meant for this to happen, this is all my fault.” Asahi held you tighter “you could have gotten really badly hurt.” “This was no one's fault, you're both just really emotional people, you were both hurt and you dealt with it differently, we’re all okay and that’s all that matters.” You said softly, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. “Where are you going?” He asked as you attempted to get up. “I have to clean the kitchen.” You answered. “No he’ll clean up the kitchen, we’ll order something and we can eat in here.” He answered. “We’ll order it in a minute but first just sit with me for a little while yeah?”

A couple of minutes later Akito came back down the stairs and you glanced at him and smiled by now, Asahi had changed position so that he was laying against your chest between you legs, you had taken his hair out of it usual bun and started massaging his scalp which seemed to have sent him to sleep. “He’s asleep?” Akito asked. “Yeah.” You answered. “Are you hungry? Here, pick something.” You handed him your phone, he took it and started to scroll through the app looking at restaurants. “You know you're the best mum I could have asked for.” He suddenly said and you looked at him “anyone else would have hated me after everything that I did today.” “The right people understand why you did what you did today.” You answered “the truth is it was never the right way to go about it. We both know that so how about we leave it where it is and we move on with the promise that we never confront a problem like that ever again.” “Okay.” He nodded. “Promise?” You asked putting out your pinky. “Promise.” He answered with a roll of his eyes.

Kyoomi Sakusa

😷 You honestly have no idea how Kyoomi managed to become a single father and he never spoke about it, you never really asked, there were parts of his life that he was still private about. 😷 Omi was struggling with being a single parent so when he met you and Kyou actually liked you he felt like his life was finally figuring itself out, he honestly couldn’t be happier. 😷 Due to his work Omi was away a lot and that meant that you were left with his daughter and as much her father was a careful and clean person you had learned that she was nowhere near the same. 😷 Now just because Kyou liked you didn’t mean that she didn’t still push the boundaries to see what she could get and most of the time that resulted in you having to put her in her place but there was the small percentage that resulted in someone getting hurt too.

It was a nice day out so you decided to let Kyou play in the garden while you got her dinner ready, you were keeping an eye on her while washing up everything that you used, there was a small part of the garden that you and Kyoomi had been trying to get treated because of the stinging nettles that kept growing there, you asked Kyou not to play near there because of the weeds but today it seemed that was the instruction that she was going to ignore, you noticed her straying towards them and called out to her “Kyou please come away from there.” When she continued to ignore you, you dried your hands and walked over to where she was playing “Kyou, what have we told you about playing over here?” “Not to.” She mumbled. “Come on then back to the other side of the garden.” You ordered but when she refused to move you gently took her hand which she then snatched away from you, you then placed both hands on her waist and lifted her, this was when she started to throw a tantrum, this threw you of balance so you turned yourself so that you fell into the nettles holding her up and away from the plants, you moved as best you could while keeping her away from the plants “alright time to go inside.” Once you were inside, you locked the door and put her at the table “can you eat your dinner while I go clean up?” “Okay.” She answered with a nod as you walked up the stairs into the bedroom.

Kyoomi was just finishing practice when his phone rang “(Y/N)’s calling ya.” Atsumu said after peeking over at the phone laying on the bench. “Hello?” Kyoomi asked, narrowing his eyes at ‘Sumu as he did. “Dad, I think mummy is hurt.” Kyou’s little voice sounded through the speaker. “What happened baby?” He asked as he started grabbing things and dragging Atsumu out of the changing room with him. “I wasn’t being very good, mummy fell in the stingy bush, she said that she was going to clean up but she hasn’t come back yet.” Kyou explained. “Alright baby, I’ll be home soon okay, you wait for me okay?” He asked. “What’s up man, why ya draggin’ me everywhere?” Atsumu asked. “Kyou said that (Y/N)’s hurt.” Kyoomi answered as he unlocked the car. “What happened?” He asked as they climbed into the car. “We have some nettles in the garden, Kyou must have been near them and (Y/N) tried to move her away from them but she fell in, Kyou’s worried because she hasn’t come out of the bathroom yet.” Kyoomi explained. “Well what do you want me to do, you want me to take Kyou somewhere?” He asked. “You guys have to go get cream and antihistamines.” Kyoomi answered. “Don’t you already have those?” Atsumu asked. “Yes.” Kyoomi rolled his eyes “but I need to get Kyou out of the house but she won’t leave unless she thinks she’s helping.” “Right got it!” Atsumu nodded. “Do you?” Kyoomi asked. “Yes I do actually!” He answered.

There was a knock at the door “I’ll be down in a minute Kyou!” You called through the door as you leaned against the sink, trying to calm the nauseous feeling in your stomach. You heard the door open but when you looked up you were greeted with the face of your boyfriend. “Hey Omi.” “Hi Sweetheart, how are you feeling?” He asked, eyes moving over the red and raised skin at the top of your back, shoulders and arms. “It would be fine if the stinging wasn’t making me feel sick.” You answered resting your head against the sink. Kyoomi hummed as he walked over to the shower turning on the water he made it lukewarm before turning back to you, he helped you out of the clothes you were in before ushering you into the shower. “I’m going to get you a towel and some clothes, I’ll be back in a minute.” He promised before walking away. “Where’s Kyou?” You asked when you heard him come back in. “Atsumu has taken her to go and get some things that we need.” He answered as he gently helped you out of the showers drying you off and helping you get changed, he walked you into the bedroom where you were sitting when there was a knock at the door. “Come in!” You called. “Here mummy, I bought the things you needed.” Kyou held up the tube of cream and the tablets while Atsumu carried in the glass of water putting it on the bedside table. “So you thought about my offer,  little nurse?” Atsumu asked as Kyoomi passed you one of the tablets and the water. “Are you feeling better mummy?” She asked. “Yeah much better, Daddy helped me clean up and you brought my medicine, I should be better in no time.” You smiled. “So you are going to be okay if I go with Uncle ‘Sumu?” She asked. “Of course Baby.” You smiled “you go have the best sleepover ever, remember Uncle Sho said you could do his hair this time.” “Yeah!” She cheered before running off, Atsumu followed after her. “You should make sure that she gets packed up properly.” You said once Omi finished rubbing the cream into the affected skin. “You’ll be okay?” He asked. “I’ll be okay.” You nodded before he disappeared out of the room, there was a little commotion in her room before she run back in leaning up to press a kiss to your lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow mummy, make sure you rest.” She ordered and you nodded waving as she ran out, a couple of minutes after Omi came back into the room shuffling onto the bed. “You came home earlier than usual, you can go shower and stuff if you wanted.” You mumbled softly the antihistamines were making you drowsy now and he looked at you. “Don’t worry I’ll be here when you get back.” “I won’t be long.” He promised, leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead. “Take your time.” You smiled as he walked into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

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[seokiloquy]

Drapery - Azumane Asahi

Au: Regular (Timeskip)

Tags/Warnings: GN!reader, multiple tenses cause time, mentions of alcohol

Word Count: 1.3k

Azumane knew the feeling of another’s skin beneath his hands. Over the years, he has been intimate with the nature of others’ bodies. He has learnt the patterns of waists, legs, shoulders, and arms into a near science: soft, sharp, boxed, round, big, or small. Each body is different from the next, unique and the same, and ever-changing. Azumane has held hundreds and is always keen to experience the build of another. Such is the world of fashion.

“Can you lift your arms for me?” he asks one hand on his subject’s bare shoulder, holding the end of his tiring measuring tape. 

“Like this?” You raise your arms to a T rolling your shoulders back to maintain posture.

“Perfect, thank you.” His hand slides down your arm, pulling the measuring tape until meeting the bend of your wrist.

You were new. Fresh from dropping out of university, which also happened to be where he found you, crying on the front steps of the fashion studies building where he was about to meet an old professor of his.

It was almost dark out. The sun was peeking through alleyways, and you were curled over your knees, gripping your skirt that was torn to shreds, falling to pieces at your feet. Even through tears and choked words, you somehow managed to speak firmly and eloquently to Azumane when he approached.

“It’s all over, I hate this world, this art, these people, yet I can’t think of a single other thing to do with my life, and it’s heartbreaking. I never wanted to hate the one thing I love. It makes me feel ugly, disgusting.”

After sending you on your way home, he spoke to his old professor and inquired. It all ended with an email inviting you to his workshop.

“Have you ever modelled before (L/N)? You seem to have practice,” he asks, writing his final measurement down, and offering you a hand to step off the podium.

“Not for anything other than class projects. And well, you know how that went.”

He did. It had taken you repetitive hours of ranting into a glass of wine from his kitchen for you to calm down and speak on something other than the repetitive harsh words of a high fashion professor.

“Other than school, I would try making my clothes and have my family help get measurements. But that’s about it. No runways for me.”

“Runways are a bit overrated, but I’m happy to have a new addition to my team.” He gestures to the empty room. Tables covered with unfinished cuts and stitches, and walls filled with rolls of fabric. The warehouse is empty otherwise. “If they were here, I’m sure they’d agree.”

“It’s their day off, isn’t it? Why don’t you stop for the day?”

He sighs through his nose, pushing up on his glasses to get a better glance at you sitting on the nearby stool. Kira, his manager, is out with friends, and his small team of sewers with different specialties are off doing who knows what.

“I wanted to make sure we had these for Monday.”

“It could have waited till Monday too.”

Pushing a hand through his hair, he gave you an unamused look. “Did I interrupt your plans?”

“In fact, you did.”

“Really, and what were these plans?” He rolls up his measuring tape and sets it down with his clipboard on the nearest table, the same one you’re sitting at, head in your hands, with a cheeky smile. He raises a brow.

“To eat pizza with wine on your couch, of course.”

“Ah, yes, very eventful.” He pats your shoulder before walking by. “Come on. Let’s head out and order that pizza.”

He can practically hear you buzzing happily behind him.

Azumane didn’t actually have any models within his team. All his models were either temporarily contracted or freelance. Though he knows some personally, to the point of repeatedly calling a few friends and having them in his shows, none stayed exclusively to his brand.

Adopting a college drop-out with similar interests and nowhere to go gave him that opportunity.

If only you’d stop eating his half of the dinner.

“I’m only taking a bite!”

“Ya, of my meal. Eat your own.”

“You’re paying for it anyways.”

“Should I order another side dish?”

“Don’t spoil me.” You tease, smiling across the table while your chopsticks steal another slap of salmon from his plate.

“You already are.”

“Only because you are incredibly kind.” It’s genuine.

He doesn’t quite know how you can switch expressions and tones so quickly when he’s stuck in a frustrated, calm, or nervous wreck. He doesn’t quite yet know your natural state, other than being a sloth on his couch.

“Don’t say that.” He can feel the nervousness climbing up his chest.

You play with your chopsticks before setting them down with a shrug. “I mean it. I would probably be back home with my family, barely making it by, or even on the streets if you didn’t kidnap me.”

He chokes, muscles tensing into a multilayered frown that reaches his eyebrows.

“I didn’t kidnap you!”

Your laugh is lighthearted, rolling and tumbling like a breeze over hills. As you settle down, his expression softens again. “Seriously. Thank you.”

“You shouldn’t have given up.” He says after a moment’s pause. “On fashion, I mean. You could have done so well.”

“Maybe, but if I loved it enough, I wouldn’t have given up on it in the first place. No matter the circumstance.”

It tugs his chest a little.

Fashion shows are stressful, heartbreaking, discouraging, and hopeful. Still more so negative until it’s over.

Between makeup artists touching hundreds of faces, hair-stylists tugging on scalps, seamstresses pinning clothes, and (most) models sneaking in food wherever possible so they don’t faint, all while barely having space to stand (let alone sit), there is no sense of peace.

Azumane went out of his way to buy food for everyone (Including the models) when he felt the tension rising, which they ravaged until it looked as though it weren’t there in the first place.

It hurts, physically and mentally, on all parties. Yet, once it’s over, he can’t help but want to do it again.

You fall back onto his couch when you arrive home so quickly that he hasn’t even gotten his shoes off.

When he looks over the back of the couch, he sees your bleary eyes surrounded by smudged makeup and a dopey grin that you send his way between yawns.

“Did you have fun on your first runway?” he asks, resting on his elbows.

“It was nerve-wracking; having all those people staring felt like I was in school again waiting for a critique.”

The comparison has him biting his cheek.

“Yet. I don’t think I’ve ever felt more confident and empowered. I know they were there to see your designs, but they were staring at me wearing them, and they were in awe. I felt beautiful.” You yawn again, wiping a hand over your mouth, where it pulls away with a colourful smear that reflects onto your cheek. Staring at the remnants on your hand, then to Azumane, you smile.

“Asahi. Thank you. Can I do it again?”

Reaching down, Azumane uses his thumb to try and wipe off the smudge on your cheek, only to find it spreading and looking worse than before. You grin, playfully following his thumb with your teeth in an attempt to bite it.

“You can do it as long as you want. For now, though. Sleep. I’ll get some makeup wipes and take care of your face.”

When Azumane returns, your head is bent back, mouth open, with soft snores escaping you. He tries to be gentle as he wipes away the colours and lines from your skin, but he’s confident that you won’t wake up even if he were to set off fireworks.

He grins once your face is bare and clean. “You are beautiful.”

Closing your jaw with the tap of his finger and covering your shoulders with your blanket, Azumane shuts off the lights and goes to bed.

Short and Sweet, cause school sucks and makes it hard to write -Bacon

Posted: 09/10/2022

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[knmaskitten]

Espresso

Pairing: Hinata Shouyou/reader.

Summary: In which you encounter your old love, Hinata, one random day walking down the street. This takes a huge impact on you. You reminisce all of the good old and nostalgic days alongside Karasuno, but specially algonside Hinata.

warnings / tags: Afab/female reader. No use of y/n. Reencounter after breakup. Oikawa Tooru hits on you. A little bit of a physical description at the end, I avoid mentioning stuff like hair color or skin color so it shouldn’t be that much of an issue.Reader wants to be a pro volleyball player. Reader has a huge academic validation (it is kind of part of her personality). A lot of fluff. Hinata avoids his feelings ergo avoids reader. Huge confession at the end. I did not proof read this. You basically are Karasuno’s third manager.

notes: This little reader insert was written in one sitting so I vehemently apologize if I made any grammatical mistakes or punctuation. Also, not very important but still good to know, english is not my first language so read this with that in mind. I first posted this on AO3 so if you want to read my stuff first here it is.

wc: 5,348.

One afternoon, you were walking down the street when, all of a sudden, you saw Hinata Shouyou walking by. He looked exactly the same as he did when you were teenagers (perhaps almost the same; he had a lot more muscle now). He was all alone, shopping at a nearby coffee shop. You were startled; you hadn't seen him since high school, and now he was just standing there. He looked very focused while reading the menu, probably thinking of his order while he waited patiently in a very large line of clients—at least twenty—who looked very annoyed at the pace of the girl at the register.

It was a very well-known fact that you couldn't work under pressure; even your friends mocked you for it. "You are so easy to break!" your best friend liked to say. "You look so cute when you're a flustered mess!" and so on and so forth. Despite all of that, you played volleyball professionally, which meant being pressured all the time. You were a spiker, so that meant following the setter's leads, sometimes being a blocker, and saving the ball. You had to be versatile, all of this in a very short amount of time—fractions of seconds even. But this? This was a different kind of pressure; you had absolutely no idea what to do. And you had your grounds for stating this.

Four years ago, when you were in your first year of high school, when you were sixteen,. You joined the men's volleyball team at Karasuno. You knew this was probably going to take up a lot of your time, but you needed club activities for credits and, well, distraction. You were engulfed in your studies and your desire to be one of the top students at school. Your head professor encouraged you to take breaks and see life in another light, to study a little bit with more ease, and to practice a sport (you quite literally sucked at sports). She said balance was the key to a happy and fulfilling life (or so she said). So you ended up as a helper for the team—not quite a manager but also not a player—and specifically for Kiyoko and Yachi.

Naturally, you were nervous. People kind of gave you the ick; you weren't that much of an extrovert but also not a full introvert. At the end of class, you waited a little bit more just to avoid bumping into any of your classmates on the way home. You also liked to eat lunch alone at your desk. Peaceful and tidy. That’s how you liked it. So this is why it also did not make sense why you chose the volleyball team when you knew how messy and loud things could get. And you absolutely did not know how to handle the situation.

You already spoke with Kiyoko Shimizu, a very stoic girl, and Hitoka Yachi, kind of shy but very lovely. Both were managers of the team (well, Hitoka-san was just kind of a manager in training), and they knew them very well. They talked about the activities you will have to perform if you join the team. They were both very welcoming to you, so you felt a little bit pressured to accept, which, at the end, you ended up indeed accepting.

Standing in front of the school’s gym, you were frozen in place. Unable to actually open the gates and confront your fears, which, you thought, were just unreasonable, people were not going to murder you, humiliate you, or anything like that. It was simply an irrational fear that was tormenting your poor self. Practice had already started with the sound of the ball hitting the court and multiple men shouting stuff like “Nice serve!" “Nice receive!” “One more!” or, seldom, "Hinata, you idiot!”. It sounded like they were having a good time doing what they loved, and that made you feel a little bit more at ease. Volleyball was for them what acing a test was for you; these two very different poles had the same feeling in common. So, you took a very deep breath and opened the doors. Mom did not raise cowards.

“Hi, sorry to interrupt; I’m the new helper.” You spoke in a very low tone, almost faint but hearable. Almost instantly, as if you had a magnet, a guy who was about to hit the ball looked at you. He had his head shaved and looked spellbound the moment you walked in, so he didn’t calculate where the ball was heading and just hit it without noticing its direct trajectory towards you. Squeaking, you placed your hands in front of your face, receiving the ball with your arms. Wobbly, you fell to the ground, your knees hitting the hard wood floor. 

“Tanaka! you dumbass!”

“Oh my god, are you alright?”

“Im so so so so so so so so so sorry, oh gosh.”

You stood there, feeling queasy and blinking slowly, as if this wasn’t really happening. Noticing a lot of eyes on you, you forced yourself to focus on something, anything. Your first reaction was the hot feeling where the ball hit your arms; your veins were pumping blood swiftly, reminding you that you were indeed alive. And also, oh god, that feeling of adrenaline that hit you like a tempest—it felt so weirdly good.

“We might need to call an ambulance; she is not responding. Tanaka-senpai, you broke her.”

“I’m—I’m fine—” You decided to focus your eyes on the last voice you heard; it belonged to a ginger who looked like the bubbliest of them all. He was too short for him to be playing volleyball (you knew how much height mattered in this game) but it had a strange quality you couldn’t decipher either “You guys don’t need to call anything; I’m alright. Better than ever, hah.” laughing it off, you shrugged and stood up with the help of a white-haired dude who exuded gentleness.

“We are really sorry this happened; our teammates react poorly to...girls, in general.” The alluded reacted very hurt by this; they looked fiercely offended. Squinting your eyes, you looked at the guy who almost blew your teeth off (it actually wasn’t that bad, but you will always keep saying you almost died that day). He stopped looking apologetic and started looking a lot more like someone who was about to flirt with you, gesturing towards you with his hand. He spoke his next words with a tone similar to honey.

“I’m so sorry, you beautiful, beautiful girl. Darling, accept this apology I bestow upon you.” He took both of your hands in his, and when he was about to kiss the area where When the ball met your skin, Kiyoko slapped him at the nape of his neck. She looked fierce, severe, and even enraged.

“Guys, this is the new helper on the team. Please give her a warm welcome.” Her tone stayed the same throughout the whole sentence, except at the end, where she raised her tone just a bit: “And do not flirt with her because I will foresee a proper punishment for anyone who dares to do so.” 

“Well said, Kiyoko-san! There’s nothing else to see here; she’s fine; let’s pick up where we left off.” You knew he was the captain just by looking at him.

“Yes! Daichi-san!”

Karasuno’s volleyball team was quite literally full of eccentric people. You turned towards Hitoka and Kiyoko. You felt oddly safe around them; they behaved like sisters with you even though you were a mere student. As of right now, you were just a stranger to them, and they were warm with you; it was the kind of warmth you sought out on rainy days and stormy nights. It felt like home.

“I’m really sorry I made such a fuss; I just wanted to introduce myself.” You apologized as you walked closer to them. By making weird gestures with your hands, you tried to ease the tension that was forming right now.

“Do not worry, please. I’m very adamant when it comes to the girls here."  Kiyoko replied, moving her head up and down full of resolve. Hitoka did the same thing, but she looked a lot more expressive than her Senpai; she even messed her hair doing so. “By the way, you have good reflexes. That was a nice save.”

“Thank you,” you said while feeling flustered. “So who is everybody?”

“I’ll introduce you to them.”

And so she did; you met every single tenacious member of the team. And you worked alongside them as your duties required. They welcomed you with open arms and hearts, considering you part of the team, as if you were even a player. You must admit you did not expect this, not this kind of treatment, nor how they saw you as one of them. You got close to various members, especially Sugawara and Daichi; they behaved like parents with you. Sugawara looked after you a lot; he asked if you ate or how you did on your tests. Since you were a perfectionist when it came to grades, he usually congratulated you and gave you a warm hug. Daichi wasn’t that expressive, but he started seeking you out at lunch time so you could eat with them (even though you were just a first-year).

This shone through whenever Tanaka or Nishinoya tried to compliment you on your looks or on how good the uniform looked on you. Sugawara scolded them like a mother and Daichi yelled at them angrily. Both Tanaka-san and Noya-san were very captivated by you (or all of the managers of the team, for that matter), and they quickly gained confidence in you. You learned to laugh those comments off. As you started to realise it was just an innocent and playful game they had, they did treat you with a lot of respect and good manners at the end of the day. 

Asahi had a hard time warming up to you. He really intimidated you for the matter; he was almost seventeen centimeters higher than you, and he was so broad and big. You thought he had a personality that fit his physical appearance, but you were so wrong. You had to gulp down all of your fears and walk up to him, and with that, you started a friendly relationship. It took some time, but you managed to get him to ask you to hang out with him or correct his spikes. That felt amazing to you.

Tsukishima and Yamaguchi became very close to you; they treated you as their equal, and for Tsukishima, that was quite a lot to ask for. He often asked you questions about homework and even asked you to study with them, which you happily accepted. This was your area of expertise, so of course you would say yes. You could help and teach people all day if you could do so; it was one of your many passions.

As for Hinata and Kageyama, you were only close with the latter, as you were in the same class as him and even sat next to his desk. You usually offered to help him study since you knew he had a hard time when it came to academics, and you also felt that it was a little bit of a help to the team since they had to keep their grades up. You almost cried when Kageyama got a 70 on an English test, all because you both had spent the last three weeks studying very intensely. 

You managed to keep a good relationship with the team as the weeks went by, but you still did not know how to get close to Hinata. Everyone warmed up to you except the most extroverted of them all. You felt a little bit bad because of this, but you were able to overcome a lot of obstacles to get to where you are with the team. First of all, speaking with them was terrifying at the beginning because they all had such marked and strong personalities; everybody was also different and unique in their own ways. Secondly, they were very serious about volleyball, so you had to learn the sport very well to actually get close to them. This proved to be very good for you; something in your heart tugged whenever you saw or read about volleyball. Something started to bloom in you slowly but surely, all thanks to them. And finally, you had to open yourself up to them; you had to actually show them what you were made of—your fears, passions, and personality. And that definitely was not peaceful and tidy; on the contrary, it was messy and complicated, but it felt like being alive for the first time.

So, with all of that behind you, you still did not manage to understand why Hinata didn’t gravitate towards you or show interest in knowing you besides his usual "Hello, smartie!” or his wide, toothy smiles. You knew this was just shallow; it was something reserved for everybody; it wasn’t something you two shared together, only the two of you. You also did not understand why you always paid a lot more attention to Hinata than the rest of them. You held your breath every time he scored a point with one of his fast spikes or how high he jumped; you were always mesmerized when you saw him play. At the beginning, you judged him by his height, and he managed to prove you wrong. With his speed and jumps, he is able to fight in the skies alongside all of the tall guys. This fact alone had you on the clouds; you never saw someone fight this hard for something, not even yourself, so it lit something up within yourself. You couldn’t decipher what it was, but you felt the warmth there, tingling.

Hinata slowly filled your head with him. Whenever you went to practice, you couldn’t avoid looking his way or paying attention to what he said when he missed a point or whenever he drank water. You felt your hairs crisp up when he asked something of you—towel, water, what time it was, anything. It just didn’t matter what it was; he had you in a freaking chokehold.

Today was one of the days you had to clean up the gym. The team didn’t practice today, so it was your labour to tidy up. When you came in, you did not expect to see Hinata practicing. He looked a little bit annoyed with himself. Kageyama was nowhere to be seen; it looked like he decided to practice all by himself today. So naturally, a brilliant idea crossed your mind, and you couldn’t rationalize when the word came out of yourself.

“Hey Hinata! Do you want help?” You were wearing your PE class uniform so nothing was really stopping you (besides the fact that you did not know how to properly play volleyball outside of theory). He looked taken aback, almost surprised to see you there. Before he could say anything, you added, “I have time.”

“But you don’t play volleyball.”

“Teach me.”

“Huh!? but I’m not that skilled to do so.” He replied, frustrated.

“Teach me, Hinata-kun! I want to learn how to play. I want to be a great spiker!” You shouted, feeling a little bit overwhelmed. You felt your cheeks warm up as they got coloured with a bright pink color. Hinata observed you silently; he looked surprised by your little demonstration of feelings.

“Alright.”

And so you spent the next 4 hours practicing with him. Time flew by and you had to do your cleaning duties in a hurry and clumsily. Hinata showed you how to control the ball and spike. You practiced until you got at least a perfect spike, and at the end of the day, you were a perfectionist. This weirdly made your heart skip a beat; this felt so close and intimate that you were having trouble believing it happened. So, before you had to leave, you stopped Hiinata at the entrance. Something changed in you today—the feeling of the ball in your hand, the view of the court. Something clicked.

“I want to be a pro at volleyball.” You confesed. You saw how his eyes focused on you and how slowly a frown appeared in his face. Something burned in his eyes and in yours too. Passion flew in the night air. “Help me, Hinata-kun; I want to achieve my dream.”

“Let’s meet up after school on the days where we don’t have practice.” He replied sternly. He meant it; you knew just by looking at him. This was your opening, finally something that you both shared.

And so you did; you both met up every day when you didn’t have practice. You slowly started to get better at volleyball, and you also started to practice by yourself, including training with weights and cardio. With Hinata’s teachings, you could at least get a grasp on how things worked. And each and every day, as you both walked home together, you would chat about anything, slowly growing closer together. Until today,  when he stopped you. 

“I’m very glad we can be teammates on the court,” He shook his head and gave you the most sincere smile he could give you. “But I think its time you asked for the help of the others as well. You are getting extremely good, and I want you to push your limits.”

You would lie if you said it didn’t break your heart a little. You understood where it came from, but at the very same time, you despised every sentence of it and the fact that you got better at volleyball. But you were proud as well; there is a reason you hid your feelings.

“Yeah, you’re right.” That was all you said before waving with your hand and saying, “I’m in a hurry today; I’ll see you tomorrow at practice. Get home safely; goodbye, Hinata,” and with that, you ran. Very fast. Since you were training, you had the ability to run a few meters before you got tired. Little streams of tears ran down your cheeks. Everything was just going so well. What changed? Did you do something? You definitely feel awful right now.

And so, when you showed up to practice the next day, you beamed at everybody and declared that you wanted to practice with them. They refused at first, but with Hinata backing you up (this made your heart ache), you were able to convince them and start practicing with Karasuno as a spiker. Noya-san taught you how to receive and dive, and you learned in no time. Tsukishima helped you with your block, and everybody helped you with your serve. In no time, you were a worthy rival for the team. You had speed and good reflexes; Kageyama loved to be your setter. 

All of this had a very big downside: you grew apart with Hinata; it didn’t matter how good you got; without him, you felt empty, as if someone took the blankets out of your bed, as if someone gave you cold pizza. It was a lonely, empty feeling. You knew he started to avoid you; it all started with your gaze, then the amount of beaming smiles he gave you, then the amount of high-fives he started, and then the amount of compliments he gave you. He started to frown whenever you were around and started to avoid you. All of this did not make any sense to you. 

You decided to brush past every single interaction with Hinata and focus on the important thing: your job as a team helper and rising volleyball player.

For the first one, you had to start planning stuff alongside Kiyoko and Hitoka because the team was going to go against Aoba Johsai, against the fearable Oikawa Tooru. You have heard stories about him, and you heard from Kageyama that he learned thanks to him, so naturally you feel a very strong desire to meet the guy and analyze every move he has. And well, you’ve also heard that he is very handsome. 

And well, for your career, you started going to the women’s volleyball club (they made a very big exception for you because they were in strong need of a spiker) even when it was very late in the year. It was very nice how your itineraries match; your practice with the women’s team was just the day the guys didn’t have. Everything was going great. 

Today you had practice with the women’s team. You were wearing the uniform (it felt really cool) and joking with your teammates, given the chance. Today your practice was positioned on the same day as the guys, so as soon as it finished, you rushed off to the men’s gym to see the guys.

“Heya!” You saluted while entering.

“Your uniform!” Tanaka screamed; he looked head over heels at the way you looked. Noya-san approached you and got down on one knee.

“Noya-san, stand up! Stand up!” You warned.

Sugawara came close to you and looked at them very disapprovingly. He shushed them. “You always disrupt our practises,” he joked lightly.

“Tanaka’s and Noya’s fault.” You looked accusatory towards them. “Is the practise over?”

“Yeah, we were just stretching. You came to discuss tomorrow’s game?” Daichi replied to you.

“Yes, I was investigating the team, and I have information. I went to one of their matches a few days ago, and I have some notes to share.”

And so you commented on everything you had to, every little detail you were able to grasp. How they served and what they needed to reinforce. Everybody paid attention to you very closely, except Hinata. You ignored the feeling in the pit of your stomach—how acidic and wrong it felt. When you finished, everybody applauded your hard work on the topic of tomorrow’s game. Given the fact that you were as busy as ever, you still managed to be present. And you felt proud about that because you were juggling so much at the same time and doing it well. Everything was going great, and you never felt like this before.

With those feelings over your head, you went home to sleep and got ready for the game against Aoba Johsai. It was hard falling asleep; you couldn’t reconcile your sleep. Everything came crashing at you. You thought about the possibility of them losing, which haunted you. You thought about Hinata, how he preferred not to have you in his life, and how that hurt. You thought about your future—about your dreams, your hopes, and your fears—until you fell asleep.

When you woke up at six in the morning, you got ready in fifteen exact minutes. You were acting on a whim, all because of nerves. You even put on some makeup for the occasion. Today you decided to wear a black sport shirt and your jet black leggings, pairing them with the Karasuno jacket. For comfort, you picked your volleyball shoes.

 You were very confident in Karasuno and his teammates, but nevertheless, you still felt jittery. Your legs felt wobbly and weak, even though you were training to gain muscle on them. Today was the day you saw Oikawa on court. You longed to see Hinata play at his fullest and to see his super-fast spike attacks. You decided to study for a little bit before you went out, and it also helped calm your nerves.

When you left your house, it was still very early in the morning, but you went walking so it was going to take you some time to get there. Your mom kissed you on the forehead, saying how proud she was and how much the club has helped you, and you thanked her and ran off before you could start to bawl your eyes out.

Aoba Johsai was a private school, and it showed. The building was beautiful and their gym was big and wide. The court looked pristine and well-taken care of. You came early to inspect the enemy’s terrain. To your surprise, you encountered the volleyball team.

“Karasuno High School,” said a brown-haired guy. You recognized him as Oikawa.

“Oikawa Tooru.” You stated that you were looking serious.

“Don’t be so harsh on me; you scare me!” He pleaded. He looked really handsome, as everybody kept telling you. When you observed their match, you were not able to be this close to him. You must admit it, he deserves his rumors of having millions of fangirls.

“I’m one of the managers of Karasuno’s team. I came early.”

“You came to observe while we practised? or to meet me?” He smiled arrogantly.

“Actually both. I want you to teach me how to serve.” You said bluntly, “I’m on the women’s volleyball team, and I’ve been observing you; teach me, please.”

“Ah, you are quite the interesting manager.” He chuckled and frowned. “Alright, with one condition, you have to look at me when we go against your team. Look at me and learn.”

“Alright.”

You spent the next half hour playing with Oikawa; he was so tough, you could tell. He showed you his power serves and how he managed to always get them right. You knew this kind of precision and technique could only be the result of years and years of practise.

“Look, Miss Manager, you are a good volleyball player, but you lack confidence. That is the first thing you should consider when you put your feet on the court. ” He gave you genuine advice, to which you did not reply. You just gave him a glance and a huffed yes.

When the team arrived, you and Oikawa had already finished. You learned a lot from him, and you would lie if you said he wasn’t very skilled. You went straight to where Kiyoko and Hitoka were. You listened carefully how coach Ukai gave them instructions and words of encouragement. And as that happened, you three went to get a good place to sit and watch the match while cheering Karasuno up.

The match was very hard; you focused on how they all played, and you felt a tug at your heart whenever the blocked Hinata or  his spikes didn’t score. You cheered whenever they scored, blocked, or served successfully. You yelled encouraging words towards every member of the team, and you shouted even harder when it was Hinata’s turn. At this point, you didn’t care about your appearance, how you behaved, or how well you hid your feelings. You just needed to express yourself. And, as you promised, you saw every move Oikawa made—how he moved, his gestures and mannerisms, the way he clutched the ball. Everything. And you learned technique, and you also learned that you should definitely be practicing more because its the little details that make the whole game change.

When the match finished and they won, you felt full. Oikawa looked more fueled than ever, and the team looked as happy as one can be after beating such an enemy as Aoba Johsai. You, Kiyoko, and Hitoka hugged each other and chanted "Hurray.” Together. It was very close, though, so you still took notes on your little agenda. Some tactics that you made up in your mind while watching the game or little mistakes that cost us various points.

When you were leaving with the team, Oikawa stopped you. “I enjoyed teaching you, Miss Manager. If you ever want some help, call me.” He handed you a piece of paper. You were a little bit perplexed and taken aback. Was he hitting on you? For real? You couldn’t form a single thought at this. It was unforeseen and weird, so, when you were about to reply, an angry voice erupted from behind you.

“She doesn’t need your help, great king! Leave her alone!” And as Hinata was saying that, he took your wrist and pulled you out of there. You caught a glimpse of the confused faces of everyone while Hinata took you far, far from Aoba Johsai.

“Hinata. What’s going on?” You asked confusedly. He first ignores you, then marks territory when a guy asks you out. That makes zero sense. “Hinata, answer me.”

He stopped abruptly and turned around to look at you. His eyes were a little bit glassy and his cheeks flushed, and while he prepared to say his next sentence, you observed him closely, as close as you could, since you hadn’t seen him like this in weeks.

“Fine!” He shouted. “I like you! You confuse me a lot, and something inside me tells me to avoid you, but at the same time, I long for the time when we both practised together, just the two of us.” 

You inhaled some air to reply, but he was faster than you. “You really needed to be trained by other people and other playstyles; be fair with me. I’ve always wanted what was best for you. Whenever I am with you, my heart goes, Pam! Bam! Kaboom! Waaaaaam!” He really looked like he was hurting. “So sorry, sorry, but I couldn’t let that Great King get his way with you! Imagine—”

“Hinata.” You said.

“Imagine he did something to you; I would absolutely never forgive myself because—” He started rambling.

“Hinata!” You shouted.

“Huh?” He stopped talking and looked at you, more teary-eyed than ever.

“Can I kiss you?” You spat.

“Ah?! but—don’t you hate me? “ He asked.

“Yes or no.”

“Yes.”

And so you did. You crashed your lips with his in  a very messy but sweet kiss. Hinata’s lips tasted like a sweet and soft marshmallow; his kiss tasted like honey; and you felt as if this was what you needed for a long time. This was the root of your longing—this kiss and this moment with Hinata. You placed your hands on his sweaty hair and started caressing him in very careful circular motions. The kiss in reality didn’t last long, but for both of you, it lasted an eternity.

“Be my boyfriend.”

And after this incident, you and Hinata really did hit it off. You both were a good couple; you helped him with his exams, and he helped you with your jump (although you were already good at it). With the passing of months, you had to leave your position as manager to become a full-time volleyball player. That day, when the match against Aoba Johsai happened, you discovered that if you were not going to dedicate full time to volleyball, you better quit. Nevertheless, you still supported Karasuno; hell, you went to cheer up on your boyfriend every time he had a match.

You and Hinata lasted three years, then you both broke up to follow your careers in volleyball. You knew this was going to happen, but you both bid your farewell and went to different parts of the world to learn and practise volleyball. He was admitted to a great first-league volleyball team, and so were you.

Until today, four years later, when he stood in front of you. You still didn’t know what possessed you that day when you asked him for a kiss or what it was that was possessing you now, but you walked towards him. Just when the cashier asks for his order.

“I’ll have... a melon pan and...” He started saying:.

“And an espresso.” You completed.

He instantly turned around, and as if he saw a ghost, his eyes scanned you with surprise and fear. He didn’t really process what was happening; he only knew that he saw you. And you looked as pretty as he remembers, with your lovely hair that frames your face, your intense gaze, and your lips that looked like they needed him and only him. Meanwhile, the cashier looked perplexed.

“So the espresso goes or...?” She asked expectantly.

“Yeah, the espresso goes.” He replied, looking at you, “Actually, make those two, please.”

Thank you for reading <3

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[thefourthwifeoftengenuzui]

I saw that your requests were open so I was wondering if you could do Asahi x reader? Maybe relationship headcannons? You can have creative liberty with everything else though.

Thank you ^^

ofc Anon, happy to help ya out! This is my first time writing for Asahi, but honestly it should be pretty easy, because I’m an asahi Kinnie. Love y’all sm, if you liked this, make sure to like, follow, and if you curios, just ask

warnings: Swearing, crack, fluff? Mentions of vagina? Has one section implying a AFAB reader, but is only one paragraph. If you aren’t a pussy owner, pretend it’s a papercut it literally the same results. I tried to make it as gender neutral as possible.

status: edited, but at like 3am so read at your own risk

💜Asahi Azumane💜

💜Boyfriend Headcannons💜

First things first, Man is so freaking shy. Like goodness, he wouldn’t be able to talk to you when he has a crush on you. So, if you want results, you have to A) Be confident, and B) be in a place he’s comfortable interacting in. Like at volleyball practice (Gia- Joden shut your ass up, your AsaNoya is showing.) So, for this let’s just imagine you’re a second year, helping Kiyoko manage the team. Yeah that sounds a lil familiar but shhhhhhhhh, let me have this.

Once we get over the hurdle of him actually asking you out (AKA Tanaka bullying him into doing with some, if you don’t do it, I will,) Be gotta be the biggest sweetie ever. Like I’m used to writing for assholes, but I physically cannot with this man, this pure sweet chipotle bowl of a man. The most shit I can say is that he’s a pussy.

Please. For the love of God (Gia- You called?) Play with his hair. He will literally melt like butter into a blushy slushy mess it’s so freaking adorable.

The literal epitome of pit bull energy. Like so freaking terrifying on the outside but inside? Literally the softest thing since Japanese pancakes. And because of this, mfs be terrified to talk to you. Like even if he’s so polite, things don’t change. What he says- “Hi, I’m sure you didn’t know, but that’s my partner , and it looks like you’re making them very uncomfortable, could you please leave them alone.? Thank you! 🌸☺️🌸” What people hear- “Aye yo, what ya doing with my girl buddy? You tryna start something, I’ll fucking kick your ass *insert Tanaka face*”. Yeah, it’s a common occurrence for people to tell you to blink twice if you need help.

Even though he’s canonically not planning on going to college, he’s still above average in school work. Not really in terms of analysis and problem solving, so his best subjects are stuff he can just memorize like science or History. If you happen to be weak in either of those, he would be more than happy to help after practice or during weekends. He’s super patient with you and often suggests snack breaks and other things whenever it gets to much. (Because of that he’s also really good at helping you through panic attacks, more on that if I do a part 2.)

In terms of cringe, the cringiest thing y’all do would be like seriously basic couples costumes. And I ain’t talking joker and Harley Quinn type bs (that fr can be cute sometimes,) I’m talking moth and lamp type shit. I know it’s probably adorable to some of yall but it gives me the serious ick.

Speaking of the Ick, man uses the most horrendous nicknames unironocally. He doesn’t do it all the time (especially after Tanaka nearly pissed himself after hearing him trying to be tender.) like I can just hear him saying, “Hey muffin, can you grab my bag from the club room? I have to help clean up.” (Gia- joden ewwwwww stop it that’s literally so gross.)

reads you the Bible

Yall know that one comic where it’s like killer croc and his girlfriend walking around and she tells him how much she loves him and how safe he makes her feel? Yeah that’s literally yall and it’s so precious. Like just imagine walking anywhere and everywhere holding pinkies (my gay lol heart is melting) while he’s just being a blushy mess.

Noya is the main wingman, but still doesn’t know on how how you got together. His idea of friendly advice is, “QUICK BEING W PUSS AND ASK THEM OUT LIKE A MAN ASAHI😤.”

Regardless of if you are a titty owner or not, please don’t take your shirt off around him, he will literally malfunction.He will literally have an aneurysm. Like mans nosebleeds will rock him like a rocket. Like man will be in the morgue from blood loss. And we still need this man for cuddles, so no. Kill the spike not your boyfriend, can i get an amen 🙏?

He is the most precious fluffy boyfriend possible. Like he’s the sweetest of all beans. Like you could ask him to murder someone and he’lll just be like, “Yes Sweetie anything you say dear 🌸🥰🌸.” Kinda like Gojo in that one jjk scene (the I’ll murder you one)

he loves restaurant dates, but like don’t take him anywhere who only has spicy food. I love this man with all my might, but he is a serious pussy. Like my goodness has the gracious. And he won’t even say anything about it. My poor baby will just suffer in silence. So please don’t, he’s a poor baby.

This one’s for all my long hair honeys. One word. Hairties. Hairties Galore. He never has enough. And he always has them at the ready. But on the unlikely chance he doesn’t, he has no problem using your scrunchies during a game, and it’s seriously the softest marshmallow man move ever. I can not emphasize it enough.

ok this man if the favorite of all of his younger cousins. Like the little dudes love just climbing on them. He physically cannot say no to them. So, what’s something they force him to do? Watch Disney princess movies with them. He knows all their names trust. His top three definitely Jasmine, Belle and Cinderella, trust me on this.(Gia- fuck sukuna, Asahi x Cinderella for life lol) He gives the most insane Disney adult energy it’s insane. (Gia- joden, chill with the slander mate).

He is a living random fact generator. No I will not elaborate. He watches that kind of YouTube shorts. He’s so boring I swear to fuck.

(I had to Make Gia write this lol) This one is for all my pussy people. He gotta be the most worried individual on this side of the nuthouse whenever you’re bleeding. Like the second he hears your on the cycle it’s, “OMG ARE YOU OK, ARE YOU DYING? OMG MY GIRLFRIENDS DYING, HELP WE NEED TO GET YOU TO THE DOCTORS! PLEASE DONT DIE ON ME BABY! DO YOU NEED PADS, HEATING PADS, IBUPROFEN, CHOCOLATE!?ILL GET YOU THAT, THE VERY BEST BEST QUALITY-” please shut him tf up. He’s gonna have a panic attack, please calm him down,

for us non pussy personas, just imagine you got a paper-cut. He literally acts the same way.

For my final big thing, ima just give ya’ll little addicts exactly what yall came here for: Crack. (Also yes a changed some lyrics, I ain’t about to whitewash no characters)

Tanaka- EVERYBODY SAY SAUSAGE KEEP IT GOING, EGGS BACON GRITS

all- Sausage!

Noya- IMA SKINNY BITCH BUT I STILL TAKE

all- Sausage!

Bokuto- GOT A FAT ASS BUT I STILL TAKE

all- Sausage!

Oikawa- GOT A FLAT ASS BUT I STILL TAKE

all- Sausage!

Y/N- WAKE UP IN THE MORNING GOTTA EAT THAT-

all- Sausage!

Hinata- IMA RED HEAD BUT I STILL TAKE

all- Sausage!

*Literally everyone is gay in this show so I’m not including this verse*

Yachi- CUTE GIRL SWAG BUT ILL TAKE YOUR MANS

all- Sausage!

Asahi- hagsaggecgedhurdgiitg

all- Sausage!

Saiko- Big tits, and I’m thick so you know I take

all- Sausage!

Kuroo- Yeah I read but but they’re all about

All- Sausage! Sa-Sa-Sa-Sausage, Sausage

kiyoko- I like girls, can I still take sausage?

All- AYEEEEEEE

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bro I ain’t gon lie, I had so much fun writing this, but I’m sorry I took so long Anon, I love all of yall so much, but I also am smack in the middle of exam season, and you’re boy needs his degree. If y’all love this, then feel free to ask for more, it’s free, and like and follow me. Love y’all lil freaks,

Joden (edited by Gia)

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[ao3feed-iwaoi]

Happy Days

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by noliferr

In the bustling city of Tokyo, the mafia rules the underworld. Lurking in the shadows, they fight each other and many other forces... One day, the sister of Oikawa Tooru, Ren finds herself in the middle of the dangerous business. On the other hand, her brother's girlfriend Kuzuryu Inma seems to be working on something on the background... So I wrote this for my best friend! I decided to upload it to here. The real protagonist is Ren, but this is as much about the other cheracters as about her. Kind of. The two self-inserts (Ren- my friend, Inma - me) can be read from the readers perspective, so you have some "options" if you want to read it as an x reader. If you don't enjoy x readers, self inserts, I tried to write about the boys too. I hope you enjoy it!

Words: 18447, Chapters: 9/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, No Archive Warnings Apply, Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru, Oikawa Tooru's Family, Oikawa Tooru's Sister, Miya Atsumu, Miya Osamu, Sakusa Kiyoomi, Suna Rintarou, Kita Shinsuke, Kuroo Tetsurou, Kozume Kenma, Haiba Lev, Yaku Morisuke, Tsukishima Kei, Tsukishima Akiteru, Kyoutani Kentarou, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Tanaka Saeko, Shimizu Kiyoko, Tendou Satori, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Azumane Asahi, Terushima Yuuji, Akaashi Keiji, Sugawara Koushi, Sawamura Daichi, Yachi Hitoka, Hinata Natsu, Semi Eita, Goshiki Tsutomu

Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime & Oikawa Tooru, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi, Miya Osamu/Suna Rintarou, Kuroo Tetsurou/Reader, Oikawa Tooru/Reader, Ushijima Wakatoshi/Reader

Additional Tags: Self-Insert, Organized Crime, Murder, Haikyuu!! Time Skip, Onigiri Miya Shop (Haikyuu!!), Angst, Fluff and Angst, Smut, Help, For a Friend, Funny, What Have I Done, What Was I Thinking?, Gun Violence, Rape/Non-con Elements, Blood and Violence, Sexual Violence, Past Child Abuse, Bad Jokes, Song Lyrics, Triggers, Blood, Brutal Murder, Suicide Attempt, Suicide Notes, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Self-Harm, Drug Use, Drugs, Drug Addiction, Rehabilitation, Psychologists & Psychiatrists, psychiatric hospital, Break Up, Suicidal Thoughts

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[degyash]

Here’s how Karasuno would help you when you are on your period.

When you told him that you’re on your period he definitely did a whole bunch of research about it so he could help you as much as possible. You definitely started craving something at 2am and he got it for you. He would probably cuddle you when your cramps are super bad.

Asahi, Tsukishima, Ennoshita, and Daichi

He found you curled up in fetal position on the bed and asked you what’s wrong. When you told him he got a bit flustered but understood that it’s natural. He doesn’t let you get up unless you have to pee because he doesn’t like the idea of you in pain. He gets you a heated blanket and cuddles you while you two eat ice cream and watch tv.

Kageyama, Nishinoya, Yamaguchi, Narita

He already knows how to help with your period because he was taught as a kid to help the girls in times like this. He knows that you just want to be cheered up so he kisses your forehead and lets you fall asleep. Once your asleep he goes to the store to buy you favorite candy and some pads/tampons. He puts it on your night stand along with water and pain killers and falls asleep with you.

Sugawara, Hinata, Tanaka, Kinoshita

Tsukishima would probably let you wear his clothes even if they get bloody. The first time that happened you felt so bad and he repeatedly told you it’s ok until you stopped crying. (Hormones suck)

AHHHHHHHH Idk why I wrote this 😭 I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless

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Like or Like Like ✰ Azumane Asahi

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azumane asahi x gn reader

Through the Summer and the Fall // Haikyuu!! Songfic Series

a/n: oya oya all 😌 welcome to my very first haikyuu fic! I started watching it after finishing season 3 of attack on titan and I um 🥺 love it 🥺 so this is what happens. I make a whole damn playlist about these boys. Anywayyyyys, here y'all are. The haikus used are ones I found on Pinterest by JS Parker - I did not write them and I do not own them so please don’t kill me, I can’t write good haikus for the life of me. Thank you once again for reading and taking the time to support me and my work. The next fic in the series will be Daddyichi!

Warnings: none other than asahi and his crippling shyness

It was the perfect summer weather for a beach day - and it was a perfect way to end a week’s worth of summer training. The beach was just a two hour drive from the school, and by the time the buses had arrived, it was only ten in the morning. As the Karasuno boys excitedly clambered out of the bus, they greeted players from the other schools and began pulling supplies to set up at the beach.

Asahi was too distracted by watching you through the bus window from below that Suga managed to hit him in the stomach, causing the tall brunette to double over, sputtering in surprise. “S-suga-san!” He was met with laughter from the silver-haired boy and their captain.

I watched you through your window

I was wearing that dumb sweatshirt

“Whatchya lookin’ at, Asahi-san?” His face immediately turned beet red, his eyes going wide as he realized how easily he was caught. “I - nothing! It’s just hot!” As Suga playfully hummed in response, Daichi slapped Asahi’s back hard.

“No wonder you look like a tomato! I can’t believe you’re wearing that right now.” He looked down at the ivory-colored sweater you had knit him as a gift from the previous Christmas. Even while Daichi had a knowing smile on his lips, Asahi wore a slight frown. “Hey, I happen to like it.” Their response was a cohesive snicker.

“Just don’t forget to take it off later.” Suga said, winking. “Now hurry up, let’s get all the stuff set up.”

I looked like a goon, I was dressed for winter

Even though it was the middle of June

Once everything had been set up on the beach, everyone got down to business making sure that they wouldn’t get sunburnt. Asahi’s eyes were wide as he caught you pulling your shirt off and shimmying your shorts off to reveal your swimsuit. You were happily chatting with Kiyoko and Yachi as they had just done the same - and he couldn't help but stare. You looked really cute in your swimsuit. As your head popped up, your eyes came into contact with his, and you gave him a wide smile without any hesitation.

He had been caught staring at you again! By no one other than yourself - yet he managed to send a nervous smile back to you before whipping his head away so that you hopefully wouldn’t notice how red his face looked.

“Oya, Azumane-san, you’re looking a bit red. Are you sick?” It was Kuroo who asked him - Nekoma’s tent being right next to Karasuno’s made it easy for the captain to see what was going on. At this point, it was fairly obvious to many players that Asahi had a thing for you. Asahi responded with a quick “I’m fine!” but it was clear to see that he was flushed because of you. They were all talking in a small group with Daichi, Suga, and Bokuto - and the boys smiled at each other deviously.

I watched you get undressed

I must have turned bright red

“Maybe you should go offer to help them put on some sunscreen, Azumane-san~” they didn't think Asahi could get even more red, but he did.

“What! Why?” Asahi immediately spun again to find you lathering up the front of your body - it seemed Kiyoko was too busy helping Yachi while being hounded by Nishinoya and Tanaka.

“Well, if you won’t, I certainly will! I gotta beat the crowd!” Asahi was going to get whiplash if he kept moving his neck that fast - it had been Bokuto who proclaimed that, an owlish grin on the boy’s face. Crowd? Asahi questioned himself - only to have it answered when he noticed a few other boys from Nekoma and Fukurodani begin to walk over in your direction. As Kuroo and Bokuto followed, his eyes turned into slits - Daichi and Suga could practically see the dark aura that was radiating off the ace’s skin.

'Cause I couldn't stand to face you

'Cause I liked what I saw

Asahi felt another jab into his side, waking him from his jealousy. He looked up to find mom and dad staring at him, an expecting look in their eyes. 

“Fine! Just because I don’t want them to do it…” he practically sprinted towards you.

You were already being bombarded by boys asking if they could help you - but with a friendly smile, you turned all of them down again and again. Out of all the voices, you turned your head to find Asahi had called your name as he stepped beside you and Bokuto behind him with a pout on his face. Asahi tried his best to keep his blush to a minimum, but he wished you didn’t look as cute as you did - mainly for his own sake.

“Wou-would you like me to help you? Get your behind?” his eyes widened. “I mean - your back. Your back. I put sunscreen on your back.” He cursed himself internally - why did he have to be a stuttering mess all the time? Especially in front of you.

And maybe we should just stay friends

Asahi only blushed harder as you smiled widely at him, handing him the bottle of sunscreen you were using.

“Thank you Sahi-kun!” Could the poor ace get any more red? He simply nodded as you turned your back towards him. Moving the sleeves of his sweater as high as possible, he squirted sunscreen into one of his hands. He smirked as he heard the sad groans and sighs as the group of boys walked away in defeat.

“Oh, wait!” You immediately turned around just as he was rubbing his hands together. Worried, his eyes widened. Did you not want him to do it anymore? He immediately heard a few footsteps from behind him change direction.

“You should take off your sweater before you get - oh!” You laughed as you found the tall boy staring at you with both his hands covered in sunscreen. 

“Here, Sahi-kun - I’ll help you take it off.” He heard another round of defeated sighs.

Tell me how you feel about me

Do you like or like, like me?

“Nononono! It’s okay! I’ll be fine, you don’t need to do that!” He was surprised by your forwardness, but passed it off as you being helpful.

“Don’t be silly! It’ll be awful to wash off - especially since I made it for you~” Asahi gulped as you said that, simply nodding his head at the speed of light. He felt like his ears were turning red as he felt the tips of your fingers brush against his abdomen as you grabbed the bottom of his sweater - you took it off him with ease, avoiding getting the sleeves covered in sunscreen. He couldn’t believe that you were undressing him. Folding it quickly and putting it in your bag for safekeeping, you turned your back towards him again, trying not to ogle his well-defined body.

Tell me what you really feel

Do you like me? Just say you do

Your skin felt so soft - even under his rough, calloused fingers. He had never touched you this intimately - despite you being very close friends with him. Perhaps it was because he had only given you shoulder massages when you had more clothes on - he immediately tried to block out any thoughts relating to your body. But it was hard! He was crushing on you so badly, and all he wanted was to appreciate and love all of you.

Love. It was a word he was quite familiar with when it came to you - and immediately he was once again struck with more anxiety. The love letter he had in his pocket last night had gone missing.

I climbed up your front porch

And I doorbell ditched ya

Asahi breathed in and out very deeply as he paced in front of the managers’ room. Psyching himself up, he stopped and knocked at the door. He felt the letter sticking out of his jacket pocket - it may have been as light as a crow’s feather, but it felt like a forty pound dumbbell. He perked up, and his eyes widened as he heard your voice from the other side of the door.

“Coming! One second!” His panic immediately began to set in - and he had no other choice but to flee. He couldn’t confess without the fear of blacking out - it didn't matter how many times he had practiced giving the letter to Suga. Little did he know that the letter had fallen as he ran.

And I felt so bad, couldn't cope to what I did

So I laughed myself sick all the way to my car

When you opened the door, you found no one there - you had thought it was probably one of the boys pranking you, but that was until you saw a small envelope a few feet away. Walking towards it, you saw that it had your name written on it as you picked it up. You let out a small hum as you walked back into the room.

“Is that what I think it is?” Kiyoko asked you, seeing the envelope in your hand as the other closed the door.

“I’m not sure - but let's find out!”

Tell me how you feel about me

Do you like or like, like me?

It was two simple haikus - and to make the guessing game even harder, there wasn’t a name.

I think of you, and

dream about you, in colors

that do not exist.

I’m choking on words

too scared to say: I love you.

I’ll tell you this way.

The eloquently written words made a blush rise to your cheeks as you wondered who could’ve possibly written it.

Tell me what you really feel

Do you like me? Just say you do

You were watching the boys play mixed matches of beach volleyball. Trying to keep your eyes off of Karasuno’s ace, you thought about who could’ve left you the love letter.

“Do you know who it is?” It was Yachi that had asked you, but you shook your head and she let out a small huff. “Do you have any hunches?” It was Kiyoko who asked the next question.

“Not at all! I don’t even know who it could’ve been! There are so many boys here, and so many have talked to me this week.”

“Maybe it’s Bokuto-san! Or maybe - ”

“Do you think it’s someone from Karasuno?” Your cheeks immediately tinted at the question.

“I don’t know,” you answered quietly. “But I hope so.” Your eyes immediately trailed back to Asahi, who was serving. The concentrated look in his eyes and the way his tanning skin glistened in the summer sun made a heavy blush rise to your cheeks. Little did you know that Suga had been listening in on your conversation from the sidelines - and he caught the way you looked at the ace.

Tell me how you feel about me

Do you like or like, like me?

“Oi, Dai-san! We need a plan.” When Asahi went to the bathroom during the late lunch, the captain immediately called for a team huddle. Daichi laid out a simple plan - one that required the team to make sure that no one was near the two of you.

“Will it work!?”

“Tch, it seems simple enough.”

“I can’t believe he still hasn’t done anything. It’s been at least two years.”

“We execute at sunset.”

Tell me what you really feel

Do you like me?

It was nearing sunset, and Yachi and Kiyoko had left you in the waist-high water to grab some water - and you could hear the voices of boys playing soccer on the shore. Just as the sun was beginning to set, the warmth began to dissipate as well - the ocean breeze not helping. While you wanted to get out of the water, you wanted to watch the sky change colors for just a little while longer. Kiyoko had taken your towel and Asahi’s sweater, which was still tucked away in your bag next to hers. Going up to Asahi, she quickly nudged the items into his hands, his face riddled in confusion.

“This is your time to go confess, Asahi-san. You can do it.” Asahi felt a blush creep up to his cheeks as his eyes glossed over. In the background, he could hear his teammates shoot tears from their eyes - not expecting her encouraging words to be a part of the plan. Maybe he had the strength to do it with his team cheering him on! With determination in his eyes, and a warm smile on his lips, Asahi slipped on the sweater and began walking towards you.

Tell me how you feel about me

Do you like or like, like me?

You heard your name being called out from behind you, and you turned to find Asahi standing at the edge of the water, your towel draped over his shoulder. Wading out of the water, you walked up to him as he gave you your towel to dry off.

“Thank you, Sahi-kun.” He still blushed at the endearment every time it fell from your lips - ever since you started calling him that as first years.

“Would… would you like to watch the sunset together?” He almost sighed in relief when you nodded - and you two walked a bit further away from the water. Setting down the towel, you both sat on top of it, your arms encircling your knees as your toes dug into the sand, Asahi leaning back, resting his weight on his arms.

You both sat in a comfortable silence as the sun slowly lowered, colors spreading across the sky and mixing beautifully. While you stared at the view in front of you, the only thing worth looking at in Asahi’s eyes was you. He was enraptured by the way the fading light was striking your features in every possible perfect angle, the way your hair moved slightly with the breeze, and the way you shivered slightly at the ocean’s chill.

Tell me what you really feel

Do you like me? Just say you do

His eyes widened - you were cold! His primal man instincts told him to warm you up, but his shy and gentle nature told him to abort mission - so Asahi compromised, and he immediately sat up and removed his sweater before drawing your attention away from the view.

“You must be chilly - please take my sweater.” There was a look in his eyes that you couldn't quite read properly, but nonetheless, you took the sweater from his hands and slipped it on, immediately being warmed by his radiating body heat. Trying not to ogle at his bare chest again, you decided to scoot closer towards him - so close to the point that your legs and arms rubbed against each other. You both kept your eyes on the sunset, pink dusting both your cheeks.

Asahi stayed sitting up, his hand pressing against the surface behind you so that he could stay close to your body. He couldn't resist the temptation to keep looking at you - and he strangely felt confident enough to have no shame in doing so. The way his oversized sweater somehow fit on your smaller figure so perfectly - draping over your shoulders and ending perfectly above the middle of your thighs. The sight of you in his sweater made his face flush, as it was a sight that left him wanting more of you in every single way.

“I think of you, and dream about you, in colors that do not exist.” His voice was low and soft as he recited the words from the love letter he had meant to give you. Your eyes widened in realization - it was no one other than Asahi himself who had written the letter. Looking at him, you continued the haiku, much to his surprise.

“I - I’m choking on words too scared to say,” you recited, your heart beating out of your chest. Those words had been scorched into your mind since the night before. Asahi let out a small gasp before realizing that he must have dropped the letter - this whole time he had been worried that someone had stolen it. He said your name, his voice barely above a whisper.

“I love you.” Both of you were blushing messes, but he knew it was his opportunity to shine. As he began to close the space between both your faces, he recited the last line, his lips so dangerously close to yours. “I’ll tell you this way.”

As his lips touched yours for just a mere second, he pulled away to look into your eyes. You knew from the look in his eyes that he was asking if you wanted more - if you wanted him to be yours. You met him halfway to the kiss - and your lips felt like they were lighting on fire as they moved with his. Asahi moved his idle hand to cup just below your jaw - his fingertips dancing at the nape of your neck as his thumb traced your jaw. He felt the way you melted into his hand and lips like you were chocolate. Before going deeper into the kiss, Asahi pulled away, his forehead gently nudging yours as his breathing deepened.

“Will you… be mine? If you’ll have me?” You looked into his mocha eyes to find that the unreadable look he had been giving you all this time was one of pure love. Asahi waited for your response - his heart hammering away in his chest. You smiled brightly, unable to control your happiness as you lunged to hug him, your arms wrapping around his warm torso.

“Of course I will.”

Thank you for reading!

~ Crystal :3

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BONUS

The bus ride back to Karasuno was quiet - the boys were exhausted, most of them sleeping or keeping to themselves with soft conversations. You had fallen asleep rather quickly - your head resting comfortably in Asahi’s warm chest as his arms were wrapped around you - the ace using his jacket as a makeshift pillow for his head between the seat and the window. 

Suga giggled sweetly as he took out his camera to snap a few photos of Karasuno’s new power couple cuddling on the bus, wrapped in each other’s embrace. He made sure to keep them to show his future godchildren.

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tw size and buldge kink, degradation, my undying love for asahi

asahi azumane is the boyfriend that isn’t aware how he loves the size difference between your bodies. it’ll trigger him when he sees you begging for him and utterly complementing how big his cock in your pussy and how unintentionally rough he becomes.

as much as vanilla you think he is, all it takes for you is to say you want something raw and hard. “all you have to do is ask, princess.” asahi wouldn’t hesitate to grasp your thighs, place on his shoulders while he gives you constant rough bites around your neck and collarbone. he’ll keep fucking you raw and hard until you’re overstimulated.

“you want this do you? you want to be treated like a little whore. say it or i’ll stop.” he can be a mean dom if you want and asahi will not let you having his cum dripped on your legs, if it spills he’ll fuck you more but his aftercare is insane. he’ll really treat you like a princess and even carry you towards the tub, will give you nice warm bath while gives you head massage.

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