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animehideout · 4 months

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Haikyuu Boys X Fem! Volleyball Player Reader.

a/n : I've always imagined y/n joining Karasuno's team as a female player.. and the general dynamics between her and teammates <3

Pure fluff 🍰

Characters: Kageyama - Nishinoya - Oikawa - Kuroo.

PLOT: Y/n transferred to karasuno High school as a second year student. She couldn't find a girls volleyball team in Karasuno, so she did everything she could to join the boys volleyball team. Proving her skills and abilities, she's now the only female Wing Spiker in Karasuno's boys volleyball team.

Kageyama Tobio:

Basically you're like fire and ice, constantly bickering.

Would find a difficulty to adjust to you at first concerning his tosses.

Both of you would fight a lot.

You always end up getting scolded by Daichi.

When the two of you are angry with each other he refuses to toss the ball to you and toss it to the others instead.

Tsukki always calls Kageyma king of the court and he calls you queen of the court, in am offensive way of course.

“It's not that high y/n, you're just short”

“Ugh boke y/n boke”

“KAGYEMA I'M YOUR SENPAI”.

It makes you fuel with anger, you would hit him with a ball.

When you finally perfected your harmony on the court, you became a powerful duo, unbeatable literally beating the shit out of your opponents.

Enjoying the art of playing together. Spending a lot of time practicing together he developed a subtle crush on you.

But hell no he won't admit it.

The tsundere in him fiercely guarded his actions towards you.

He couldn't help the small cute gestures towards you, leaking his feelings out.

He enjoys drinking milk so so he would buy you some before or after practice.

Makes sure you're eating well when the coach treats you to lunch/ dinner.

“Eat more rice y/n”.

Everyone else in your team noticed his shift in action towards you, and how he softens when he talks to you.

When one of your opponents hits on you he'd give them his famous death glare.

Scares them away with his strong, terrifying aura.

Watches you with a smirk and heart eyes when you jump in the air and forcefully hit the ball over the net.

Would look at you proudly, whenever you score, he's always secretly admired your volleyball skills.

Would attempt to compliment you “nn-nff-nice”.

Starts a fight with Oikawa if he flirts with you, getting a lot of teasing in return.

Nishinoya Yū:

Aside from being teammates, both of you are classmates as well.

You have the best dynamics in the whole team.

Always sitting next to each other in class.

You end up in detention because you can't shut up in class and always has something to laugh or talk about.

Treats you to ice cream every single day after practice turning you into a sweet tooth.

Bestfriends for life, literally inseparable.

Teaches you the Rolling Thunder move.

Helps you master your receives, if you help him with school work.

Your number one supporter, literally in everything.

Comes over to your house a lot, mainly because he's struggling with homework or exam revision.

You joke around a lot, and laugh really loudly, Daichi gets mad at you all the time.

Hypes you up the most on court when you score.

“THATS MY BESTIE”.

Offers a lot of high fives and big hugs to celebrate your victory.

Very protective over you, especially during tournaments.

Along side with Ryu, they would literally jump on anyone who tries to get your number or flirts with you.

Him and Ryu are your protectors, personal bodyguards.

Has all of your secrets ( knows about the crush you have on Kags).

He's the type to be very obvious when your crush is around.

He's the type to look at person in the eyes right after you said “don't look”.

Oikawa Tooru:

The moment he saw you walking his direction he thought you were one of his obsessed fangirls.

Puts on a flirty expression

“Wanna take a picture with me cutie? wanna take my sign- huh?”.

But you'd walk past him, totally ignoring him.

“come on don't be shy.. are you a fan of the best setter in the world?”

“Yeah right, I'm a fan of Sugawara- senpai and Kageyama”.

Boy's face would drop, you did not just casually mention that Kageyama is the best setter in front of Oikawa Tooru.

In court, he would be left dumbfounded when he saw you in Karasuno's uniform.

Couldn't believe his eyes when he saw you're the only girl in Karasuno's boys team.

“YOU?”

His eyes would be glued on you the whole game and even between sets.

Shows off his strong serves

“This is for you y/n!”

You'd totally crush his ego when you perfectly received his powerful serve.

Would praise you shamelessly “Sugoi”.

Astonished when the ball passed inches away from his head but he couldn't stop it, too stunned by your spike.

“I won't lose next time y/n, put that in mind” .

A tension grows between him and Kageyama over you.

Seeing you a power duo with Kageyama stirred jealousy inside him.

Very flirty at any given opportunity resulting in him getting smacked by Iwaizumi.

“I'll teach you how to serve, even though you're already serving- Ack! what the hell Iwa-chan?!”.

Tries to analyze all the techniques and moves you use while playing.

You impress him every time.

Kuroo Tetsuroo:

He saw you for the first time when Karasuno went to Tokyo for the practice match against Nekoma.

He thought you were a manager so he didn't give it any importance.

He's not the type to go crazy over a girl.

Would say hi to your team, including you.

He would be extremely polite and welcoming.

Chuckles to himself when you and Noya screamed “IS THAT SKYTREE?!” to a normal power transmitter.

He thought it was funny, cute and adorable how you're all excited and happy to be in Tokyo.

The moment he saw you in the court in Karasuno's shirt and shorts, stretching before the match his jaw would drop.

His coach told him that you're a wing spiker and it hooked him up.

“A w-wing spiker?”

His surprise would quickly shift into respect, on how being the only girl in a boys' team didn't stop you or bother you as long as you're achieving your dream.

He became very curious as he watched your tricks and the quicks you did with Kageyama.

“Impressive!!”.

Your agility, accuracy and strategic plays made him take an interest in you.

During breaks, between sets he acknowledges your skills in front of his team.

Warning his teammates and pointing out that you're a formidable opponent and they should watch your moves.

Loves challenges, he would ask you for another practice match just to get to play against you again.

When you have time, he would practice spikes and blocks with you and Bokuto.

“Damn, you're really good at spiking”.

You would become good friends quickly and even exchange phone numbers so you can text each other when you go back to Miyagi.

Would introduce you to Kenma, his bestfriend.

Would surprise you and take you to Skytree and spoils you for the rest of the day.

Since he's the captain he would give you a lot of advice.

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jotatetsuken · 2 years

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i was never good at sports collab - members list

Welcome to the collab that's dedicated to all things sports!!! When you're tagged here, please reblog the main post and not this list <3

Kuroko No Basket

@/tetsukentona : Daiki Aomine - Basketball (Lakers!Aomine)

Attack on Titan

@beware-of-the-rogue : Zeke Yeager - Rugby ( pro rugby player zeke x manager reader)

Haikyuu!!

@mekiza : Kotaro Bokuto - Basketball

@https-ethereal-gardens : Kenma Kozume - Volleyball (manager!y/n and kenma)

@suckerforsugawara : Atsumu Miya - Swimming (Olympic swimmer! Atsumu 😍)

@portfolio-of-dreams : Tobio Kageyama - Golf (golf novice kageyama x coach! reader)

@nanamwo : Daichi Sawamura - Soccer (football/soccer coach!daichi x player!reader)

Tokyo Revengers

@sennsational : Keisuke Baji - Karate

@kazububs: Pay Attention, Manager! ft. Shion Madarame and Ran Haitani - Volleyball

@/portfolio-of-dreams: Izana Kurokawa - Ice Skating (ice skating duo izana x partner! reader )

Jujutsu Kaisen

@mxonigirimiya: Toji Fushiguro - American Football (Star Quarterback! Toji)

@mrskenmakozume: Toge Inumaki - Swimming (art work)

@/mrskenmakozume: Yuuta Okkotsu - Swimming (art work)

@indiecursor: Hiromi Higuruma - Surfing

Free! The Final Stroke

@tsukisdarling : Haruka Nanase - Swimming (Olympics Swimming Team!Haru x assistant coach reader)

Obey Me

@https-celestial-blessing : Mammon - Basketball (Basketball Player MC!GN Reader and Mammon Headcanons)

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure

@unaaaaaa / @ms-jo-baker : Ermes Costello - Baseball

@joxuke : Ghiaccio - Figure Skating (artwork)

@/tetsukentona: Jotaro Kujo - Swimming

#⚽.nevergoodatsportscollab #members list #haikyuu!!#kuroko no basket #tokyo revengers #jujutsu kaisen #free! the final stroke #attack on titan #obey me

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kgyamaboyf · 2 years

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walking home with kageyama

first year! kageyama x first year! reader.

fluff. warning: kageyama says dumbass lol

notes: yay my first haikyuu fic and ofc its my favorite boy tobio

Kageyama didn’t explicitly ask for you to wait for him after practice since his practice usually lasts until seven at night (then Hinata asks him to toss for him, that’s until someone shoos them away from the gym). Still, he always appreciates seeing you wait just beside the vending machine near the gym, holding his favorite box of yogurt milk.

“I wish I could’ve hit more tosses; it just doesn’t feel right.”

You glance towards the sound as you hear Kageyama’s partner, Hinata, mumbling under his breath as Yamaguchi ushers them away from the gym doors, Tsukishima closely behind him. Yachi was busy locking the gym doors, soon following the other first years as they bicker amongst each other. None of them notices you at first, but Yamaguchi meets your eye and smiles.

“Y/N! How long have you been here?” The freckled boy asks, releasing his two other teammates in favor of coming closer to you. The two said teammates look up to see you standing against the wall with the milk box and a plastic bag hanging from your elbow. You smile as you look in Kageyama’s direction, seeing the subtle blush on his cheeks, before moving your attention back to Yamaguchi.

“It hasn’t been a while. The newspaper club just ended, so I decided to pick up some meat buns for everyone since you’re still here.” you lift your elbow to show the plastic bag you’re holding, the steam fogging up the bag. You also lift the milk box in your hand, “and this is for Kageyama-kun.”

“Hey! Why does Kageyama get a drink, and we don’t? There’s some favoritism going on here.” Hinata complains, already digging through the plastic bag to get his share of meat buns. A small “tsk” comes from Tsukishima as Kageyama reaches out to grab the orange-haired boy’s shirt from behind, shaking him from side to side when he tries to steal all five meat buns for himself, “Hey, let go of me!”

The tall setter doesn’t listen to his partner’s demands, continuing to shake the poor boy, “you dumbass! Y/N didn’t buy these all for you!”

“Unfair! You’re getting milk with it! It’s only fair that I get your meat bun!”

The freak-quick duo continues to argue with each other as you start to distribute the meat buns to the other first years, thanking you as you do. Yamaguchi and Tsukishima excused themselves before leaving you with Yachi as you watched the other two almost beat each other up. You clear your throat, catching the attention of the two as they sheepishly separate themselves from each other as you say, “If you two don’t stop, both of you won’t get any meat buns!” Sighing, you give their respective meat buns (and Kageyama his milk), hearing Yachi giggling from beside you.

“If you wanted a drink so badly, Hinata-kun, you could’ve just told me. I’ll get you one from the vending machi-”

“NO! You’re not getting this dumbass anything! He can piss off and get his own!” Kageyama interrupts, blocking your path when you start to make your way to the vending machine. He grabs your arm (softly, he doesn’t wanna hurt you) and starts to drag you away from the other first years, “we’re going now!”

You could only hear Hinata’s annoyed yelling while Yachi desperately tries to hold back her rowdy friend from attacking Kageyama once again. Looking back for a quick second, you wave goodbye to both of them before Kageyama tugs on your arm.

After he makes sure that no one is following you two, he sighs and lowers his arm to intertwine his fingers with yours. You smile at his small act of affection, swinging your hands as you make your way into his neighborhood. The walk stays relatively silent, except for the quiet buzz from Kageyama’s straw as he sips the yogurt milk box dry.

“Thank you for getting me this, by the way.” he gestures to the now empty box.

“It’s no problem, Kageyama-kun.”

“You shouldn’t have to wait for me; our practices always run late, and it gets dark.”

Tightening your grip on his hand, you smile, “I don’t mind waiting to walk with you.”

You hear him sputter for a second, coughing into his hand suddenly. Both of you stop beside the empty road as you gently rub his back as he continues his coughing fit. His face turns red as he breathes normally, avoiding your gaze as you try and wipe his face with your pocket-handkerchief. He suddenly straightens his posture, muttering a quiet “I’m fine, thank you.”

Giggling, you hold onto his arm, ushering him to continue walking, “you’re so cute, Kageyama-kun.”

“You have to stop doing that; it makes me cough.”

“But you’re so cute when you’re flustered.”

“I just asked you to stop.”

“Do you really want me to?”

“....”

“Aw, Kageyama likes it when I fluster him.”

“Shut up, dumbass!”

Once you reach your house, you walk in front of the dark-haired setter, smiling up at him. “This is my stop.”

Nodding, he gestures for you to walk up to your door and get in, but you stay in front of him as if you’re waiting for something. He stands there with a confused face, but you give him nothing more than a small smile. Kageyama has some sort of idea on what to do, but he hesitates for a while. What if that’s not what they want? Are they waiting for me to pay them for the meat bun and milk?

With a quiet, amused sigh, you tugged on the collar of his jacket and kissed his cheek. You didn’t bother to look back as you made your way to your door, knowing all too well that he was sputtering, blushing, and on the verge of coughing again. Unlocking your door, you say a quick, “Goodnight, Kageyama-kun. Text me when you get home.” before closing the door shut.

Kageyama holds his palm to his mouth, holding back the urge to cough pathetically again. He feels the warmth on his cheeks, mentally cursing you for flustering him so much in one night. Gently, he moves his palm to rest on the spot you kissed him.

He walks home with a silly smile on his face as he clutches his cheek.

requests open! (03/09/22)

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rosierin · 3 years

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Who survives? ○△□

=> Haikyuu edition

fandoms; haikyuu x squid game

warnings; violence, blood, mentions of puke, swearing, borderline panic attacks, death, PTSD, trauma

includes; many many many

a/n; aaaah tysm to those who liked/commented and/or reblogged part one! i really enjoyed reading your reactions and its so fun writing this series so im glad many of you like it! on that note, if you liked this part too, don't hesitate to do the same, i put a lotta work into these and it really means a lot!

<= previous, red light, green light

=> next, the purge

For the sake of this AU I'm pretending that the characters know nobody except those within their respective volleyball team.

DAY 2 : HONEYCOMB

Karasuno;

Player 001 (Daichi), eliminated.

His shape of choice; □

His voice is no longer as stern as it used to be, the weight of having lost not one, but three of his friends making him only half the man he used to be. He's a failure. A pathetic excuse for a leader with gaps in his abilities that he couldn't possibly hope to atone for. Especially in a game like this where all he can do is cheer them on uselessly, his voice shaking like the needle pinched tightly between his fingers. He's sweating profusely at the prospect of not only losing, but letting his teammates down twice in a row, but he's trying his darnest. Halfway into the game and he seems to be doing fine, his shape just a few more strokes from being carved out. He's elated to put it simply, glancing at his friends work to make sure they're doing fine.

Then it happens— a crack, and Daichi's heart drops to his stomach.

Player 002 (Suga), passed.

His shape of choice; □

Took the same path as Daichi, refusing to leave his side. They're both deeply scarred from the first game and sticking together is there only hope of staying sane. They're just thankful that they at least have each other. What Suga isn't thankful for, is the game that gives them zero opportunities to work together. It's an entirely solo game and it pains Suga that all he can do is hope the others make it through.

It's halfway down the clock when Suga decides to check on his friends, surprised when his underclassmen are already handing in their work. First it's the freak duo, then the girls, then Tsukishima and Yamaguchi until him and Daichi are the only one's on their former team left.

Luckily, Suga is almost done himself.

"You doing alright there, Cap?" He says lightheartedly, hoping the mention of his former title would lighten the mood. He glances at Daichi who offers a tiny smile in return.

"I'm already finished. Just waiting for you."

"Oh, really? You beat me to it?" Suga feigns a pout. Then, with a few more careful strokes, he eases the square-shaped snack from its mold. "Aha! I got it!" He beams, holding the honeycomb up to the light.

"Congrats," Daichi says. But he doesn't remove his hands from his tin. This doesn't go unnoticed by his friend.

"Well? Lemme see yours!" Suga prompts, but the moment Daichi lifts his hands from his honeycomb, Suga vehemently wishes he'd never asked.

"It's broken," he says plainly, eyes fixed on the cracked honeycomb. His heart is beating erratically in his ribcage and his head unwillingly begins to shake in a 'no' gesture at the realisation of what comes next. "Y-You can't show it to them. You can't or they'll—"

But it's already too late. Without a moment's haste, one of the henchmen walks up to Daichi at an eerily casual pace, his gun poised at his forehead.

"I'm sorry, Suga," he says, and for the first time, his facade is no longer upheld. In its place lies Daichi in his rawest form, all his supressed emotions spilling shamelessly down his cheeks in the form of relentless tears. At the sight, Sugawara can't help but do the same. "Please, help the others. You can all make it out alive, I trust you."

Daichi offers one last smile before the henchman pulls the trigger.

Suga doubles over, unable to stop from screaming.

Player 003 (Asahi).

Player 007 (Kiyoko), passed.

Her shape of choice; ⭐

Her heart is broken in regards to her friends untimely deaths. Not only was their passing— no, murder undisputably barbabic, but more importantly it just wasn't fair. Because what had the gentle giant, Asahi done to deserve this? Or the ever chipper Nishinoya? Or the sweet and lovely Tanaka... The memories of her friends ail her, but it gives her all the more reason to protect those who are still around. This is what she shall focus on, and this is what will motivate her to do her best and not give up. She wipes her tears away with the back of her hand and puts on her brave face, for what more could she possibly do to inspire her teammates?

Player 004 (Nishinoya).

Player 005 (Tanaka).

Player 006 (Yachi), passed.

Her shape of choice; ⭐

Immediately bursts into tears the second the rules were announced. This is it, she thought. This is where she dies; miserably while trying to carve out a star-shaped piece of toffee. Of course, Kiyoko notices her panicking in a heartbeat and offers her kind words of reassurance, saying so long as she proceeds carefully, then there's no reason for her to fail. Yachi tries her best to listen but her anxiety is still sky high. She starts off extremely slowly but eventually falls into a rhythm, her confidence slowly but surely coming back while Kiyoko makes light conversation with her in hopes of taking her mind off things. She reminds Yachi that it's just like holding a pencil and drifting it across a sheet of paper, and just like in design, she executes her work beautifully.

Player 011 (Tsukishima), passed.

His shape of choice; ⭐

It's crazy, really. Insane even. But despite the circumstances he's in, Tsukishima doesn't feel an ounce of fear. Is he completely out of his mind? Maybe. But to him, why bother fussing over matters that are totally out of his control? It's not like you need any particular skill to complete this game— sure, you'll need a steady hand or whatever, but whether or not the honeycomb breaks is totally out of your control. So, why worry? If you succeed, you succeed, if you don't, you don't. Is it how it is, or rather, it's just how the cookie crumbles, as they say.

How ironic.

Player 012 (Yamaguchi), passed.

His shape of choice; ⭐

It's pretty on brand for Yamaguchi, but he and Tsukishima are joint at the hip. Wherever Tsukki goes, Yamaguchi has decided to follow, and vice versa. However, he does start to regret his decision when he's presented with a star-shaped honeycomb and is ordered to carve it out, 'less you rather take a bullet to the head. He's as pale as a sheet and shaking like a leaf. He feels like he wants to vomit but contains the urge when his friend places his hand on his shoulder, telling him to stay calm. Easier said than done, Yamaguchi thinks. But rather than giving him a pep talk about not giving up, Tsukishima decides to simply demonstrate instead. Yamaguchi is in awe at how calm Tsukishima is able to stay and watches with utmost attention as the blonde begins scratching away at the sides of their self-assigned shape. Finally, after watching his friend work for a few more seconds, Yamaguchi decides to try it for himself and takes a couple deep breaths. Then, he's off to work.

Player 009 (Kageyama), passed.

His shape of choice; ○

Chose the circle because it reminded him of a volleyball and was relieved once the rules were announced. Kageyama's good with his hands ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) and he's able to measure the strength he puts into them very well, so he breezes through this game without even breaking a sweat. When he reveals his perfectly carved shape to the henchmen, he flashes Hinata a challenging smirk, only to huff when the former middle blocker sends one right back.

Player 010 (Hinata), passed.

His shape of choice; ○

Chose the circle for the same reasons as Kageyama. He's nowhere near as dextrous as him but is really careful about his technique, dragging the needle in small, precise strokes until the the honeycomb's carved out into a nice and clean shape. He finishes it a few seconds after Kageyama and beams at him when the henchmen approve his work.

Aoba Johsai;

Player 008 (Oikawa), passed.

His shape of choice; 🔺

He's grieving beyond compare. Once the team had made it back to the lobby after the first game, Oikawa's first reflexe was to do a headcount, concerned when three people appeared to be missing. He turned to Iwaizumi, asking where Hanamaki, Matsukawa and Kindaichi were, but one look at his former vice captain's desolate face and Oikawa had his answer. His first reaction was denial, urging Iwaizumi to stop fooling around and tell him where they were, and this went on until Iwaizumi had to physically stop him before he would completely break down.

Ever since then, Oikawa's been eerily silent, merely responding in nods and hums. On the inside however, is a different story. He's a blazing inferno, an insatiable desire of revenge brewing stronger by the hour. He'll make sure to win this game, not for the money, not for him, but for those precious to him lost along the way, and make those who took them away from him, pay.

Player 013 (Iwaizumi), passed.

His shape of choice; 🔺

Feels the hairs rise on his body anytime his eyes land on Oikawa. He's never seen him so depressed, so quiet, so... Empty. It's like Oikawa isn't even there, as though he's nothing but a blank copy of himself. It drives Iwaizumi mad. He'd do anything to hear that whiny, high-pitched voice of his again, see that conniving grin on his face again, or the child-like wonder of his now dull and hollow-looking irises. Losing Hanamaki, Matsukawa and Kindaichi is one thing, and a fucking cruel one at that. But Iwaizumi doesn't know if he can afford losing his best friend, too.

To distract himself, he regularly goes to check up on his juniors, namely Kunimi, fearing the loss of his best friend would have put him in the same state of mind as Oikawa. Thank goodness he seems to be doing better than him, though knowing Kunimi it may simply be a front he's decided to put up to avoid appearing vulnerable. Iwaizumi can understand that mind set too, and commends him for it. However, Iwa still regularly asks him if he's okay, if he needs anything, someone to talk to. But whether that's for Kunimi's sake, or for Iwa's own comfort and distraction, even he doesn't know.

Player 014 (Matsukawa).

Player 015 (Hanakami).

Player 016 (Kunimi), passed.

His shape of choice; 🔺

Decides to stick close to his upperclassmen for this game since the enigmatic doors give him little to go off of. It's definitely a strange turn of events, having no captain to direct them in the right direction. Luckily, his vice captain seems to be holding the reigns, keeping everyone together, and although Kunimi doesn't say it aloud, he's thankful for his upperclassman's support.

He does hope his captain will return to them soon however— he doesn't know how long he can listen to the latter's sobs come night-time, or think about the loss of his friend before he eventually gives in himself.

Player 017 (Kindaichi).

Player 018 (Watari), eliminated.

His shape of choice; ⭐

Safe to say that the first round had shaken him up the most. He's still constantly thinking about the people he's lost, or how it's just a matter of time until his untimely death comes as well. And in his mind, it's pretty much set in stone the moment he finds out what this game ensues. He laughs a pitiful laugh at the realisation of the mistake he's just made, eyes glued on the star between his hands. It's like the thing's mocking him, and when he's the only one from his team left on the playground and a piece of his wafer breaks, he barely even has time to react— the bullet's already pierced his brain.

Player 019 (Kyoutani), passed.

His shape of choice; □

One would think the loss of his friends, added to his natural hot-blooded persona, that Kyoutani would fly into a fit of rage, become inpatient and flunk the second game. However, it's quite the opposite; if anything the loss of his teammates was a major eye-opener, a reminder that impulsiveness will cause nothing but his own demise. Not that the fire inside him still isn't burning. No— it's as ardent as ever, but it's tame, controlled and fuels him to move forward, pulling him through to the next round.

Player 020 (Yahaba), passed.

His shape of choice; □

He's gritting his teeth the entire game, repeating a mantra of "don't mess up, don't mess up, don't mess up" in his head, sometimes muttering it out loud. He can't afford to lose, Iwaizumi's always preached about how the the strongest team of players win, yet they've already lost three people— they can't lose anymore if they want to beat the other players and all make it out alive. How? Yahaba doesn't know for a batte royale hardly ever accepts more than one winner, but it's worth a shot. All he needs to do first, is make it past this second round.

Nekoma;

Player 021 (Kuroo), passed.

His shape of choice; □

Thinks it's best that his friends be divided into groups but seeing as they're an uneven number, Kuroo volunteers to go alone and they make a terrible group decision of leaving the triangle out. To put it simply, the amount of grief he feels once the rules were announced is unmeasurable. He apologises to Kai and Inuoka over and over again, his voice sullen and a hair away from breaking. Kai assures him that it's gonna be alright and that he and Inuoka will just take it easy so that they both make it through to the next game. Kuroo has the misfortune of believing them and once he exits the arena, he can't help the nagging voice in the back of his mind, telling him he's made a grave mistake.

Player 022 (Kai), eliminated.

His shape of choice; ☂️

Can only offer a tight-lipped smile as his friend apologises profusely. He wants to forgive him, he really does— and he knows it's not his fault, but now he wishes he'd never listened to him to begin with. He sits with Inuoka as both of them begin precariously carving out their shape but deep down Kai already knows he's lost. He sees his friends exit the playground one by one until only Inuoka and him remain and the pressures on now that only a few minutes remain on the clock. He tells himself to calm down so that he can see this through, but he can fool himself into being as optimistic as he can, it's still just not enough. No amount of hope and determination will get him out of this one, and the broken umbrella handle that stares back at him only serves as a painful reminder.

A guard walks up to him, Kai braces himself.

He did the best he could.

Player 023 (Kenma), passed.

His shape of choice; ⭐

Kenma has extremely steady hands, if not the steadiest hands on his team so he doesn't feel all that stressed about this round. At least not for himself, because although he's confident that he'll ace the game, he has serious doubts about Kai and Inuoka. Anytime he'd glance at them he swore he could feel his chest ache. He sees just how panicked they are, can sense the fear coming off them as they hastily try and carve their shape out. He finishes his work quicker than most— he just wish he could say the same about his two friends.

Player 024 (Yaku), passed.

His shape of choice; ○

Looks up to the sky as though thanking the heavens for being blessed with a relatively simple shape. Then he looks over at Kai and Inuoka and suddenly he feels a wave of guilt wash over him. He doesn't know what to do, or what to say to comfort them. After all, it's hard to do so with the constant presence of death looming over their heads. He squeezes his friends shoulders in a small attempt of reassurance before making his way over to Lev. He wishes there were some way he could help them but alas, he knows those thoughts are futile. He holds back the urge to cry.

Player 025 (Yamamoto), passed.

His shape of choice; ⭐

When he's paired up with Kenma he feels a shameful amount of relief at the prospect of having the team's mastermind on his side. Only, he doesn't seem to be much help here. It's a one-man-only game so all he can do is depend on himself. He looks at the shape like he's challenging it personally, unafraid and determined to ace this round. When he does, he can't help but feel surprised, surprised that he even managed to carve out the treacherous shape and heaves a sigh of relief, beaming as he exits the room.

Player 026 (Lev), passed.

His shape of choice; ○

Is honestly thankful that he got paired with Yaku, because as much as he used to scare him, in these conditions he finds his strong will and perseverance extremely comforting. They sit together and although they don't speak, save for the occasional moments in which Yaku would ask if Lev was doing okay, the silence around them is comforting. Lev would flinch any time a gunshot went off, but Yaku was quick to distract him, telling Lev to focus on the task at hand, rather than fretting over the unlucky souls who wouldn't make it through to the next round. "You're not gonna be one of them," Yaku kept saying. And every time Lev would reply "you won't be either."

Player 027 (Inuoka), eliminated.

His shape of choice; ☂️

He forgives his captain for the unfortunate decision. After all, it's not as if Kuroo had specifically appointed him the umbrella. He smiles and tells him that he's gonna be okay, that it's no biggie— but it really is. In fact, he's lying through his teeth. Not only is it bad, it's a death sentence.

He's down to a one minute countdown when yet another bullet rings about the arena, reminding him that if he doesn't hurry up, he could be next. What he doesn't expect is to see his upperclassman falling limply to the floor, blood gushing from his head. Inuoka panics, a scream caught in his throat but unable to escape his lungs as he watches the life disappear from his friends eyes.

He doesn't even register that he'd knocked over his own honeycomb until one of the henchmen points his gun at him. This time, Inuoka does scream, before his body falls beside his teammates.

Fukurodani;

Player 028 (Bokuto), passed.

His shape of choice; ○

He can't even process the emotion he's feeling when the voice on the intercom announces the rules. He should be relieved that his shape is relatively simple, yet as he stares down at the circle moulded into his honeycomb, all he feels is emptiness. Perhaps if Akaashi were here, then he'd be able to smile and brag about how his instincts are on point for choosing the right shape. But as for right now, he doesn't even know if he feels like carving it out at all.

"I swear I didn't do anything! This man just took it from me and now he won't give it back! That's cheating!"

Bokuto looks up when the sound of yelling and footsteps approach him, only for his eyes to widen at the pink men flexing their guns at him. Had he done something wrong?

"Player 028, hand player 044 his Dalgona or you will be eliminated."

Reality comes and slaps him in the face at the realisation that someone must have framed him. He weakly shakes his head, but just as he opens his mouth to plead his case, a gun is firmly placed against his forehead, cold and threatening.

He gives the man his honeycomb. The man gives him his.

Bokuto's heart stops.

Player 029 (Akaashi).

Player 030 (Konoha).

Shiratorizawa;

Player 031 (Ushijima), eliminated.

His shape of choice; ○

He stares blankly at the sugary wafer, the nerves welling up inside him. On top of being left-handed, Ushijima's never had very steady hands. He takes in a deep breath as he starts to slowly carve around the shape, channelling every nerve in his body so that his hands don't shake. He doesn't even realize how fast time's flying by until he sees Tendou walk out the door, followed by Goshiki, then Shirabu, then Semi and suddenly he wishes he was them.

In his own haste to join them, Ushijima barely registers how hard he's pressing into the wafer, and only does he realize when;

Crack.

He looks down at the honeycomb and his eyes widen with horror. A tiny piece of the wafer has crumpled apart, and so does Ushijima's spirit.

His lips press into a thin line when his vision is obscured by a shadow. He dare'nt look up, knowing fully well that death looms over him, his overwhelming presence causing tears to form in Ushijima's eyes.

This is it, he thinks. Game over.

Player 032 (Tendou), passed.

His shape of choice; 🔺

Chose the shape souly by intuition. And he lets out an unabashed shriek of delight when the lady on the intercom announces the rules. He's grinning the entire way through the game, scratching his way to victory, throwing two peace signs up as he walks out the door.

Player 033 (Goshiki), passed.

His shape of choice; ○

Chose whatever shape Ushijima chose. He just wanted to feel a little safer, knowing his most admired upperclassman was with him. What he didn't expect, however, was to be finish before him. He debates not showing the henchmen his carved-out shape just so he can wait for his senpai, but when they march over to him, demanding to see his honeycomb, he's forced to leave the playground. And so he does, albeit with a heavy heart, telling himself that, no matter what, his idol will pull through.

Player 034 (Shirabu), passed.

His shape of choice; □

Wasn't honestly all that fazed by this game. He found it significantly easier than the first, seeing as you didn't need to rely on your physical abilities, nor did you have to worry about spacial awareness. For this game it was just you, a needle and a cookie. Not to mention a shape that wasn't all that hard to carve out. He sends the henchmen a condescending sneer as he presents them his shape, scoffing as he pushes past them.

You haven't seen the last of me yet, he thinks. Better luck next time.

Player 035 (Semi), passed.

His shape of choice; ○

Chose the opposite shape from Shirabu's but cringes once the rules have been announced. His is way easier to deal with, he notes.

Shaking his head, he decides not to get too caught up with the details. He's got a task at hand and there's no use in moping about it now. Running his tongue across his lips, Semi sets a careful but sufficiently fast pace, finishing barely a few seconds after Shirabu.

Inarizaki;

Player 036 (Kita), passed.

His shape of choice; ○

He made it through before the rest of his team, meticulous hands working swiftly and efficiently, but as he walks towards the exit he feels a spike of anxiety rise in his chest. He's not quite sure what may be the cause but he asks the henchmen if he can wait until the rest of his friends have finished. When he gets no reply, he frowns and looks over his shoulder. He can see the pain and worry in Aran eyes, the sheer concentration in the twins and the determination in Suna's but all he can think about is the nagging feeling in his chest, one that's insisting that he stay behind.

Silently, he wishes them good luck.

As he's escorted into the lobby, he sits down on the bed. Now, all he can do is pray.

Player 037 (Aran), eliminated.

His shape of choice; ☂️

He inhales sharply when Kita walks out the door, a strong sense of loneliness making him shake more than before. Pull yourself together, Aran, he tells himself. But how could he possibly do so? How could he possibly remain calm when he had the misfortune of picking out the trickiest shape in the game?

He's midway through carving out the thin curve of the umbrella when it snaps and it's like his whole world just crumbles. He shakes his head, disbelief and fear blurring his vision. He looks up at the henchman, pleading pathetically, grovelling at his feet but it all goes unnoticed. Aran gets shot, an apology dying weakly on his tongue.

Player 038 (Atsumu) & Player 039 (Osamu), passed.

Their shape of choice; ⭐

Osamu told Atsumu to look away the second the man in pink cocked his gun at their former teammate.

The sound echoes eerily through the playground and Atsumu's state of mind deteriorates the longer they press on.

"T-They s-shot Aran... They shot him... Aran, they," the words die on his tongue as Atsumu struggles to form a coherent sentence. It's clear he's freaking out, so Osamu grabs his brothers wrists before any damage can be made, holding them in place, away from the honeycomb.

"Put yer tin down if yer gonna freak out. You'll break it." Lowering his hands, Osamu holds them firmly, a way of grounding his brother who looks two hairs away from a heart attack.

"But 'Samu they—"

"Look at the clock." Tearing his gaze from Aran's dead body, Atsumu does as his brother says, noticing the timer that reveals only a 2 minute countdown. "We don't have long left so ya need to focus. Ya promise me you'll focus?"

Atsumu takes in a sharp breath as he holds Osamu's unwavering gaze, sensing the care, but also the deep desperation painted on his features.

He nods feebly, and Osamu can stop pretending that he too isn't shaking as he lets go of his twin's hands.

"Good. Last one to finish is a rotten onigiri."

Player 040 (Suna), passed.

His shape of choice; □

He doesn't say it out loud, but he's eternally thankful for the twins company. It's a reminder of sorts that he's not alone in this mess, like charms that somehow keep him in touch with home. Their usual banter is what helps him remain level-headed, even though the sight of his friends corpse makes him want to puke.

He tries to keep his eyes trained on the task at hand, deft hands pulling him successfully through to the next round.

Date Tech;

Player 041 (Aone), passed.

His shape of choice; ⭐

When Aone plays this game, he's in full concentration mode. The instant he settles down to start carving out the shape, it's like he's in his own personal bubble and all of a sudden he can't see anyone else, he can't hear anyone else— it's just him and the sugary wafer. He's surprisingly delicate despite his big and strong hands and manages to pass the game by keeping it very very slow, finishing just a few seconds before the timer runs out.

Player 042 (Futakuchi), passed.

His shape of choice; 🔺

He may have looked out for Kogane in the previous round but as for the second game, it's every man for themselves. He keeps to himself for the most part, concentrating purely on his work and his personal victory. However that doesn't mean he won't sneak a glance or two at his underclassman's work, just to make sure he's keeping up.

He finishes a few minutes before Kogane and Aone and would've liked to stay a little longer to keep observing, however with the guards nagging him to move onto the next round, he couldn't pursue that endeavour so he leaves the room with somewhat of a heavy heart.

Player 043 (Koganegawa), passed.

His shape of choice; 🔺

It's a miracle he passed, really. And God forbid he'd have chosen any other shape 'cause otherwise it'd be game over. He likes to think of himself as someone with steady hands, however given the huge amount of pressure he's under, it's hard to keep them from shaking. Needs to pull away from his work every so often to catch his breath and proceeds with utmost caution. He finishes around the same time as Aone, just before the timer runs out.

Miscellaneous;

Player 044 (Suguru), passed.

His shape of choice; ☂️

Is absolutely mortified. No, this can't be happening. He was so dead-set on getting home. He can't let it end here. His eyes scan the room, looking for some way to get out of this mess. Then, as they land on a man sitting in the corner of the room, an idea comes to mind.

He makes it across the playground to sit beside the man— the latter doesn't look up from the tin clutched in his hands. However, Suguru can just make out the circle engraved the stranger's honeycomb.

Bingo.

Suguru stands up. It's time to put on a show.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?! Give me back my honeycomb! Hey, are you even listening to me?!"

The men in pink immediately march in, flexing their guns at both of the men.

"I didn't do anything, I swear!" says Suguru, frantically pacing from the armed men, to the man sat in the corner. "This man just took it from me and now he won't give it back! That's cheating!"

That's when the loner finally looks up from his cookie, his golden eyes obscured by a mess of salt and pepper hair. He can barely open his mouth before the henchmen intervene.

"Player 028, hand player 044 his Dalgona or you will be eliminated."

Suguru's blood is pounding in his ears as the henchmen point their gun towards the innocent man. He looks up at him with a mix of hurt, confusion and betrayal but hands him his honeycomb regardless.

Suguru snatches it from his hands and holds it to his chest before handing over his own. He doesn't miss the way the man's golden eyes flash with fear the moment they take in the umbrella carved into his newly acquired Dalgona.

Suguru inhales shakily.

At least it's not him.

Player 045 (Terushima), passed.

His shape of choice; ⭐

Threw his head back in despair at the realisation of just how badly he'd fucked up. Out of all the shapes, why did he have to go for the star?

He asks the henchmen if he can switch with someone and when they offer not a word in response, he sighs. Oh well, it was worth a shot.

He slaps his face to hype himself up, rolling his shoulders as he gets into a more suitable position. His tongue is poking out his mouth the entire time he's carving out the shape, concentrating to the fullest. And when he's finally done, he grins broadly to himself and brandishes his work. Then, it's onto the next round.

Player 046 (Sakusa), passed.

His shape of choice; ○

Hides his face behind his collared jersey to avoid breathing in the stale smell of blood and sweat. Luckily this game is as straightforward as the last one, and a solo one at that, which is honestly what he feels the most at ease with in these circumstances. This isn't like volleyball when you can afford to make a mistake— no. Here, one tiny mishap would cost him his life, and he isn't about to die while trying to carve out a stupid shape in some children's snack. That, he makes sure of.

Player 047 (Hoshiumi).

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suncakie · 2 years

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[A Calm night & A Chaotic duo]

/w Ushijima Wakatoshi x gn!reader

Day twelve

Theme. Late night drive

Warnings. Cussing, Sort of out of place, Ushijima is prolly Oc, fluff

Notes. I was half asleep when i wrote this. Pls give this some love lol

The night felt so young, the fresh breeze can be felt inside the car as Ushijima closed the air conditioner and opened the car windows for a more, realistic atmosphere.

"This feels so good!" You signed and relaxed, your hand gently feeling the wind that blew across your palm.

Ushijima left his gaze on the road for a moment to glance at you before returning his gaze on the road "I'm glad you like it. But keep your hand inside the car"

You hummed as a response and prompt to lean in on the side of the window to keep the air brushing to your face.

A moment of comforting silence fell on the both of you, the sound of the car engine and the gentle humming you decided to tune.

It felt nice, just a night to not worry about anything but to just enjoy the fresh breeze autumn has to offer. Well except for the fact the two of you are just wasting gas that could be used for more important matters but thats besides the point.

"I'm sorry, I burned the house down"

Confused you starred at Ushijima, blinking at him as you tried to process his words "what?"

A red light made the car stop as his gaze went to you, serious eyes starring deep into your soul "I burned the house down, I'm sorry"

"Wait, HOW?! TOSHI WHAT DID YOU DO?!" You panicked as you brought out your phone, finding your neighbors contact to dial them if whatever Ushijima said was true.

Ushijima chuckled as the car moved again, and that prompted you to playfully punch his shoulder "What the fck Toshi?! I thought you literally burned the house down!" You exclaimed, soft laughter escaping from your lips.

"Its a joke, don't worry about it" he hummed and held your hand with his larger ones, a comforting smile laid on both of your faces.

"Do you think it will rain?" You questioned as you rested your chin on your prompted fist, starring at the dark purplish sky above you.

"Google said there is a 30% chance of light rain" Ushijima nodded, satisfied with his answer and continued to keep his eye on the road, even if cars are rarely seen in the streets "why?"

"Lets go dance in the rain" you grinned eyes crinkling as you faced your fiancè, who only hummed at the thought before parking in an empty parking lot.

"You'll get sick"

"Oh come on! Please?" You begged as the both of you got out of the car, completely going out of topic of the fanfic.

"You dont have a change of clothes"

"Lets buy some then!"

"Y/n, department stores are closed at this hour" taking your hand, he dragged you towards the small convenience store.

"How about I buy you ice cream instead?"

Day twelve

@suncakie 31 days of Haikyuu

#suncakie #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #31 days of haikyuu #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu fic #ushijima wakatoshi #wakatoshi ushijima #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #wakatoshi ushijima x reader #ushijima x reader #x reader

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kouomi · 3 years

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Golden Touches

Summary: Everyone is born with marks that turn gold when your soulmate touches you. How could meeting someone for the first time turn into meeting your soulmate? (F!Reader x Tsukishima Kei)

Warnings: none!

Word Count: 1,558

A/N: sorry for getting this out late! I don’t think this is my best work as it’s the first thing I ever wrote for Haikyuu but here it is!

My Masterlist

Posted: March 26 2020, 6:15 PM EST

(Pic that inspired this)

Everyone was painted with colors. Each individual was their own canvas that had splotches of paint splattered across their skin that almost looked random had you not known what they meant. That’s how your parents explained it to you, at least. When you’re born your marks are black which are how most people’s are, but when a specific person touches them they turn gold; this specific person being your soulmate. The marks were where the hands of your soulmate would touch you for the first time. The most common mark people had was small streaks on their hands or arms where their soulmates hand would graze their skin temporarily, some had their palm painted black along with the shadow of fingers on the back of their hand, and some even had a hand print or knuckles painted on their cheek where they’d inevitably be hit. Everyone’s was unique to them, and they each held their own future story.

You stated at your marks everyday, always wondering if today would be the day they’d go from black splotches to lovely sparkles. Your marks were much less generic than most, a large handprint angled with the tips of the fingers towards your shoulder splayed across the front corner of the base of your neck, your collarbone, and the top of your chest. It was rather unusual and the way it was positioned made it seem like they’d be behind you which confused you even more. You were happy to have a unique mark as it made the moment you’d meet them feel more special, but it constantly left you wondering about the conditions of when you’d meet, what situation you’d be in where that would be the first place someone would touch you.

It was a rather warm day as it was nearing summer so you’d left the top buttons of your uniform unbuttoned and let your jacket slip off of your shoulders and hang loosely around your elbows. Your eyes lazily skimmed over the crowds of your classmates, jealously spiking in you every time you saw someone with gold splashed across their skin instead of black. Very few people met their soulmates in high school and you envied those that were so lucky as to do so.

“Y/n!” You look up and find Yachi waving a hand in front of your face. “Can you come with me to the volleyball practice after school?”

“Hm? Why?”

“So we can work on the project after school,” She reminded you and you inwardly cringe at the mention of it, “We still have to finish it before tomorrow.”

“Sure, I’ll be there.” You answer, watching as a wide smile crosses the blondes face.

“Great, see you there!” She waves before heading down the stairs and getting lost in the crowd.

A heavy sigh leaves you as you pull out your phone and put in your earbuds, clicking on your playlist and letting the noise of your favorite song fill your ears. You did your best to ignore the stares of others as you made your way to the cafeteria, though you always knew they were there. You’d gotten used to being stared at by people who were examining your soulmate mark but it never made it any less annoying. You’d had some of these “admirers” come up from behind you and not so graciously lay their hand on your chest trying to match up to your mark, always landing a slap to the face after they did so. You didn’t know how many times you’d had to tell them off that it couldn’t be justified just by what they claimed was curiosity but it never changed anything.

“Hey Y/n, what’s up?” Hinata asks with a small wave.

“Hi Hinata, Kageyama.” You greet, slowing your pace for a moment so they can catch up to you. “I’m gonna be at your practice today.”

“Why?”

“Yachi and I have a project,” You reply “what, do you not want me there or something?”

“What? No!” Kageyama exclaims making you and Hinata laugh.

“Calm down I was joking.”

The three of you continue to poke fun at each other all the way to the cafeteria, especially you and Hinata making Kageyama mad as it was easy to do so with the quick tempered setter.

“Do you two ever stop fighting?” Another voice says as they approach your table. You turn around and find two boys, one a very tall blond with glasses and an annoyed look on his face and the other a more timid looking boy with green hair and freckles.

“Who’s that?” You ask your friends as the new boys sit down.

“This is Tsukishima and Yamaguchi.” Hinata says, “They’re on the volleyball team.”

“Hi!” Yamaguchi greets with a welcoming smile, “nice to meet you.”

“You too.” You reply with similar smile.

The other boy, Tsukishima, doesn’t say anything, only glances at you before looking back at his food. He seems like to be the quiet type, his silent judging stare would probably warn off anyone else but you found it amusing. Your eyes scanned them for their soulmate marks, finding them after a few moments. Yamaguchis was mostly covered by the sleeve of his shirt but you could slightly make out the edge of a black mark around his wrist and on the back of Tsukishimas hand you could see a smaller black hand print, the mark going around the side of his hand so the thumb was on his palm.

“Do you make a habit of staring?” The blonde asks, making you look up from his hand as he pulls it away, hiding it out of sight under the table.

“Curiosity’s natural.” You shrug in response, smirking when his expression flashes to shock before he covers it with slight disgust. He clicks his tongue, his eyes temporarily flashing down to look at your mark before he looks back to his food.

After lunch your evening classes dragged by, none of your teachers words sticking to your brain as you watched the clocks hands slowly tick by. Finally after what felt like hours the last bell rang and let you out of your final class, filing into the stream of students exiting the school. As everyone else left you stopped at your locker, leaving your books inside before heading towards the gym where volleyball practice was held. You stared down at your phone as you walked so you couldn’t see anything else around you, the world around you practically lost to your senses.

“Watch out!” A voice yells, forcing you to look up and see a volleyball flying towards you.

You freeze up as the ball cuts through the air, your feet planted in the ground though you knew you should move out of the path of the object. You’re suddenly yanked to the side by someone who was behind you, your phone being knocked out of your hand and to the ground by the sudden movement. Their hand was firm on the front of your body as their arm was crossing your body having pulled you into themselves just as the ball slams into where you were standing seconds before. Your hand flies up to grip theirs, your heart pounding at the close encounter.

The person behind you quickly retracts their arm making you turn around, surprise taking on your expression as you see who’d saved you.

“How could you be so stupid as to not move out of the way of the ball flying at your face?” Tsukishima asks with a scoff, leaning down to pick up your phone. You were about to snap back at him, a rebuttal on the tip of your tongue though it’s quickly lost when you see the once black hand that was on his had turned gold.

“Are you just gonna stare at me again?” He scoffs as he reaches out to hand you your phone, his eyes widening when he sees a flash of gold on your chest.

Almost simultaneously you look down at yourself and he looks at his hand before you look back at each other’s marks and finally at each other.

“No fucking way.” You whisper to yourself, seeing the shocked look in his eyes.

It’s dead silent between the two of you for what feels like a lifetime, his hand still holding out your phone as you both try to figure out something to say. How could he be your soulmate when you’d only met this morning? Had the universe somehow made a mistake?

Tsukishimas eyes bare into your from behind his glasses as for once he finds himself at a loss for words, trying to piece together how this was his soulmate. He doesn’t know you. There was nothing forcing him to talk to you or start a relationship solely based off of the marks. Yet,

Yet there was something pulling you towards him. Something in you was drawing closer to him, taking your hand and dragging you along. There was some part of him that had sparked something in you, and whether it was just the surprise of your soulmate marks or it was a genuine feeling, you found yourself giving into it, a smile crossing your face.

“Tsukishima, right?”

“Uh, yeah.” He responds, still processing what had happened, “You’re the weirdo duos friend.”

“It’s Y/n. We’re...”

“Soulmates.”

You both smile.

“Soulmates.”

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myreygn · 2 years

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rey's fandoms - anime

back to the masterpost

rey's fandoms

characters/ships i especially love to write for are those written in green, characters i will not write for are those in red

NO NSFW | NO X READER | NO Y/N

♡ Haikyuu!! (anime finished)

Tsukishima Kei (as the lee) | Tendou Satori (as the lee) | Haiba Lev (as the lee)

♡ My Hero Academia (anime s1-s4)

Iida Tenya (as the lee) | Bakugo Katsuki (as the lee) | Mineta Minoru

bakudeku | todobaku

♡ Free! (anime finished, haven't seen the movies)

Hiyori Tono | Rei Ryugazaki

rinharu

♡ Yuri!!! on Ice (finished)

Yuri Plisetski | Phichit Chulanont | Mila Babicheva | Sara Crispino | JJ Leroy

Chris Giacometti

milasara | victuuri

victuri

♡ Attack on Titan (manga finished)

Eren Jaeger | Zeke Jaeger | Erwin Smith

levihan | jeankasa | jeancon

eremika | ereri

♡ Black Butler (Book of Circus) (anime finished)

Ciel Phantomhive | William T. Spears

maorin | joker x sebastian

sebaciel | sebagrell | grelliam

♡ Sk8 the Infinity (finished)

Kaoru Sakurayashiki | Kojiro Nanjo | Miya Chinen | Reki Kyan | Langa Hasegawa

Ainosuke Shindo

matchablossom | renga

loveblossom (for angst and past unrequieted love exclusively)

tadaai

♡ Demon Slayer (manga finished)

Muzan Kibutsuji | Gyokko

renkaza (modern au exclusively)

♡ Tokyo Revengers (anime s1)

Baji | Chifuyu | Mitsuya | Smiley

Kazutora | Kisaki | Hanma

bajifuyu

♡ Kuroko no Basket (anime finished)

Takao Kazunari | Imayoshi Shoichi | Izuki Shun | Kise Ryota | Fukui Kensuke

Akashi Seijuro | Murasakibara Atsushi | Hanamiya Makoto | Haizaki Shogo

midotaka | imazuki | takakise | aokise | kurotaka

♡ Blue Lock (anime finished)

Chigiri Hyoma | Niko Ikki | Nagi Seishiro | Bachira Meguru | Barou Shoei

Mikage Reo | Ego Jinpachi

kunigiri | isaniko | nagiri

reonagi

♡ Vinland Saga (anime s1)

Askeladd | Knut | Ragnar | Asgeir | Bjorn

Sven

bjornskeladd

♡ Bungou Stray Dogs (anime finished)

Mori Ogai | F. Scott Fitzgerald | Nathaniel Hawthorne

atsutani | atsulucy | ranpoe | suegiko

soukoku (as a duo: any time, specifically as a ship: only angst)

tanizaki siblings | Fyodor x anyone

#rey writes #fandom masterpost anime #haikyuu!!#my hero academia #free!#yuri!!! on ice #attack on titan #black butler (book of circus)#sk8 the infinity #demon slayer #tokyo revengers #kuroko no basket #blue lock #vinland saga #bungou stray dogs

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astarsol · 9 months

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ch. 3 - cowlicks and coppias

"akaashi, akaashi! akaash-" you tap the man sitting next to you, your hand eventually shoving his shoulder a little. he stirs, however, it's clear that he's a deep sleeper.

you shove him once more, saying his name a little louder and a little closer to his ear. he awakens like a middle aged mother who acts like she can't breath. his eyes quickly darts towards you, his surprised look quickly turning into one of disgust, "why'd you wake me up?"

"because they're boarding the plane," you grab your bag, standing up. a little part of you wishes you could've gone without him, but you've promised a truce.

akaashi grabs his things, grumbling a little as he walks past you and towards the gate. you roll your eyes, your head leaning back for a second before you quickly follow after him. your show’s heels squeaking.

the plane is a little smaller than you expected, mostly filled with italians making their way back home. you end up towards the front with akaashi in the middle seat. the window offers a view of the runway, an older lady taking the aisle seat. you grab your phone, making sure to send your last messages before flying off.

the flight turns out to feel longer than expected. the small tv in front of you plays another new movie, one you would never care to watch if you weren’t on a plane. after an hour of bickering with akaashi over some writing technique, you slowly drift off.

it’s always something that held you back from falling asleep on planes… but all of a sudden it comes easily to you. your eyes blink slowly until the shallow breaths comes to a close. your heartbeat slows and you let the movie playing in your ears create blissful dreams.

akaashi, however, sits with his eyes wide open, your head slipping onto his shoulder. he looks down at you, his lips pursed. his whole body tenses up as he doesn’t know if he can move with you on him. the lady beside him nudges him with her knitting hook.

she looks towards you, “very attractive la coppia, uh couple. la fidanzata? uh, you’re girlfriend?”

the lady, despite her rough meeting with akaashi, looks eagerly at the young man. his eyes still wide in surprise as he tries to figure out what she’s calling the two of you a couple. “oh, no, we work together. coworkers.”

she waves her hand, the scarf… or mitts, that she’s making sways with it. with a soft shake of her head, she looks at you once more, “met as coworkers? lovers now?”

“oh no! we’ve always been coworkers, this is a business trip for us,” akaashi tries to form a smile, an awkward upturned lip is all he can muster up, “she’s lovely, but we’re not together.”

“alright alright, whatever you say,” she chuckles to herself. the sweet air of the compacted airplane seating already bringing a blush to his cheeks. completely not the scenario that is effecting akaashi at the current moment.

he closes his eyes for a moment and decides that his best bet is to just watch a movie and get his mind off of things. he looks over at your screen, noticing that it’s a new movie he had heard little of. akaashi quickly turns it on on his own tv and brings himself to a calmer state.

with a short flutter, your eyes slowly open to reveal a bright overhead light. your eyes immediately squint, your mouth a little dry. it takes you a moment to notice, but you suddenly feel a weight on your shoulder. your eyes try to look over as much as possible, the dark black hair sticking into view a little.

your eyes open a little wider for a moment, your palms suddenly becoming sweaty. he’s totally fallen asleep on you. “everyone please return to your seats and buckle up, we’re descending towards the airport. welcome to italy!” a voice sounds out overhead, giving you the perfect excuse to wake akaashi up.

you give him a slight push, making you suddenly remember his past actions, “akaashi! wake up, we have to get ready to leave soon.”

he opens his eyes, his body tensing once more. he leans up, turning to look at you. you raise an eyebrow at him, a small smile making its way to your face as you notice a small cowlick in his hair. akaashi smiles back, noticing the ways your eyes shined under the airplane lights.

“uh thanks,” his smile widens, the fluorescent lighting somehow making his skin glow. the cowlick adds the perfect mixture of handsome and awkward… that’s absolutely how the main character should describe her love interest in chapter six, lovably adorable.

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synopsis: you’re struggling to write a new book for your publishers. especially since it’s a romance novel, and you’re short on romance. what’s even worse is that your editor is terrible at communicating. so your boss sends the two of you on a ‘vacation’ of sorts. get the two of you to work out your differences and get you writing. what’ll happen to the two of you and how will your friends react through the short bursts of information you give them?

fun facts; - the movie is in fact barbie - akaashi actually loves your aroma, and didn’t quite want to let you go - the old italian lady definitely took pictures - in a cute grandma way - i butchered the italian language

taglist (open): @merofvenus, @existential-traveller, @kurenix, @reveusecherie, @thechaosoflonging

#akaashi x y/n #keiji akaashi x fem!reader #keiji akaashi x reader #haikyuu smau #haikyuu social media au #haikyuu x reader #amorist duos smau #amorist duos #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi keiji

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malereader-inserts · 4 years

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Finding You

Fandom: Haikyuu Pairing: Tobio Kageyama x Male!Reader Summary: You’ll always find each other, almost as if you’re destined to play together or against each other. Word Count: 1,015 Request: @crunchyhanie “I'd love it if you could write something about Kageyama x boyfriend!reader. If possible from the time when Kags got the King of the Court title until his first year in Karasuno. We all know how devastated Kags was when he tosses but no one is there to spike it – aaaaand this is where the reader came in and they became boyfriends I guess ?? hhhh I don't really have a specific plot for this, I just want some Kageyama fluffs for myself T_T” A/n: Sorry it’s not as fluffy

Kageyama remembers when he first met you, you had watched his match of devastation. You had met him in the hallway, there was a charming smile and you were in the same year as him. You were the ace of your junior school and the captain of it. Whilst Kageyama was scowling, almost unapproachable, you stopped to look at him.

“I’ll find you, Kageyama-kun!” You exclaimed when he looks at you, he knows your school, but he never got the chance to play you, “I’ll always be there to hit your sets!”

“(L/n)-senpai,” one of your kouhai’s tugged your volleyball jacket, “Coach wants us.”

You turned back to Kageyama and gave him the brightest smile he has ever seen. You had a lot of talks, just like Kageyama. Your school was Chidoriyama Junior High, it was already a powerhouse school with players moving on with their volleyball careers. You were the talk of the potentials of young aces, you weren’t really concerned in that title.

But, when Kageyama saw that look in your face, he felt different. His sister says it was love at first sight, but he doesn’t believe it. He spent the rest of his junior year passing by, excited to cross paths. When he arrived on his first day at high school, he was busy getting annoyed with Hinata.

“Kageyama-kun!” The two of them stop to turn to look at the new person at the door, Kageyama’s heart swore it sore up high, “I found you!”

He was like you remembered, loud and ecstatic, especially when Nishinoya returned to the club.

“Noya-senpai!” The libero looked over and beamed.

“It’s my kouhai ace!” Noya jumped to give you a hug, seeming that everyone understood you went to the same junior school, “You’ve grown since I have last seen you!”

“And you haven’t.”

“Why you little-” Noya giving you a jab to the side whilst Tanaka and Sugawara were laughing, liking their addition to the team.

As months passed, the team getting stronger, you and Kageyama fell in love. Whilst Kageyama and Hinata had amazing plays, when you were on the court, the way you two had synced up was unbelievable - a dangerous duo. You were efficient in creating, on the line, line shot and supercross shots. You had a high jumping reach and always there for Kageyama’s quick.

“You can always count on me, Kags.”

“I know.”

You were often switched out for Tanaka or Daichi, you were obviously Nishinoya’s pupil, so you were always a reliable receiver. Hinata was jealous at times, that you could always look at Kageyama and he understood what you mean. It was the main reason why you and Kageyama could be terrifying on the court with the fact nothing needs to be said and actions will be louder.

Hinata saw you as a rival, with the fact that you were clearly high up on the list of the next ace after Tanaka. Yeah, you had a lot to learn, but you were ready. By your third year, you made it clear that you intend to sit on the first rank of aces where Sakusa sits at the moment. You and Kageyama got closed, the boys cheered when you two turned up to practice holding hands, Kageyama blushing and you smiling brightly.

One day when you arrived at school, Kageyama was waiting with you at the front, you were a little out of breath because you got of bed late.

“Hey, I found you.”

“I’m not hard to spot,” Kageyama replied, as you shrugged your shoulders, taking the food out of his hand, taking a bite, “Hey! That’s mine.”

“It’s mine now, Kag-kun.”

The two of you walk together, knowing that later you have practice, you waved him goodbye to him as you meet your classmates as he meets up Hinata. Kageyama smiles to himself, thinking about you. He doesn’t know how it happens really, you were always by his side, from the Tokyo training camp to each match.

You were there to defend him from Oikawa, even managed to shut him up when you had to serve whilst subbing in for Tanaka. Your jump serves could rival Kageyama’s. You walked home together, you messaged each other often. Sometimes, on weekends, you two would meet to play receives.

Miwa teases him all time about you and him, that she was right about it being love at first sight. Miwa also loves you to bits, you were different from Tobio’s personality, but, sometimes Miwa can see her little brother revert back to his childlike self she has dearly missed after their grandfather had passed away.

“What about me?”

“Uh, sorry, Hinata, only Kageyama and (L/n) was invited to All-Japan.”

You two high-fived behind Hinata, always rare to see Kayegama do anything affectionate to team-mates, but you seem to bring it out of him naturally. Whilst you and he walked home together, you talked about the future.

“We’re not even third years, (Y/n)-san,” Kageyama said munching on a pork bun.

You shrugged your shoulders, “So? Look at us, we’re heading to the top, how can I not imagine our future? We’ll go to the Olympics! We’ll be in the professional teams.”

“We’ll be in different teams, most likely.”

You looked at your boyfriend, tilting your head, making you both stop your walking, “And? I’d love to play against you again. We never did it last year, and I intend on blocking all your sets till your frustrated.”

“You’re annoying...” But, Kageyama laughs, he smiles so vibrantly, “Okay, we’ll play against each other, one day, I’ll find you.”

“Just like I found you?”

Kageyama smiles further, “I’ll crush you.”

“Sure, you will, Kag-Kun! Even if our teams are across the world, we’ll find each other, right?”

“I don’t intend on losing you.”

You chuckled, you grabbed his hand to continue walking, you lead the way home, your next words started something in Kageyama’s mind as if he locked it away for future references. You gave him a promise, straight from your heart.

“You won’t lose me.”

#tobio kageyama x male reader #kageyama x male reader #kageyama imagine #haikyuu #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x male reader #x male reader

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ushiwakaout · 3 years

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parings: Kenma x reader, Oikawa x reader

warning: Fluff, bad grammar. nsfw under black line. fem reader. TIME SKIP HAIKYUU

a/n: request are open! please don’t be afraid to do so!

Kozume Kenma

Match made in heaven

Both of you are at home workers, other than the fact that kenma is a CEO of his own company

You work for him, you’re his editor and you work pretty fast since you obviously do nothing in your day but edit and binge watch anime

you guys could probably go days without talking and just communicate physically and understand everything.

If you go to the store, and he’s gaming that’s when you’ll talk

Always knock before you go into his little studio room

You never come behind him anymore because one time he was filming a scary gameplay with a heart monitor and everyone thought you gave him a heart attack

but no, kenma is just baby and you wanted a good laugh- you felt really bad about it tho bc it was live and you where crying your ass off and he was yelling at you

fake breakup video like the next day for trolling

Okaya anywho

if you want his attention and he’s live, you remove one side of his headset and kiss his cheek (theres a several compilation videos of you doing that all over youtube) “I’m going to the store, you want anything?”

you always wait like 30 seconds and caress him a little to let him know you’re physically there and not just standing there.

“Uh- yeah... yeah. Hold on.” (there is also a compilation of kenma just ignoring you and you just standing there until he answers)

you always end up naming his favorite snacks, drinks and food and he either agrees or denies.

everyone thinks its weird how your relationship works

SOME MANY VIDEOS OF “kenma and y/n communicating without any words”

you go many places by yourself since kenma does very long streams or just long videos

you both stay up really late together

if hes not making videos hes looking at paperwork and if hes not doing that he’s helping you edit

somehow kenma is the more productive one

you have channel yourself that slowly grows thanks to kenma

you only do lives and leave up the whole streams bc you dread editing but you’ll do anything for kenma

just to make extra cash you have and OF

most of the videos consist of watching you play video game while kenma eats you out under the desk

a lot of audios because kenma doesn’t like being his face filmed while having sex

theres a video in your own OF when you do a tik tok trend where you surprise him while he’s filming

“Kenma can you help me for a second.”

“Hmm, what is it kitten?”

He paused his game and while his chair turned you undid your robe

Luckly he’s not live and kept the camera on

He just smiles and spreads his legs for you

(gdiewgsfiuchsiufviusdghvypofgsivhrwshb my brain is malfunctioning ugh im so in love with kenma its not even funny)

He makes you sit on his lap, as he suckles your nipple in his mouth.

His hand firmed tightly around your rips as he kisses every inch of your chest

“You’re so pretty... So fucking pretty.” He mumbles. He’s kissing down your chest all the way to your tummy before picking you up and making you stand

He makes you stand in front of the camera while stands behind you and kisses the crook of your neck.

“I want you to look in the camera for me kitten, can you do that?” He kisses her jaw “Can you be a good girl for me?”

(wow if i write any more smut for kenma i think i might go crazy jskwbvbdei)

sex is very much a frequent thing, most of the time it starts as cock warming while watching a movie and two second later your begging to milk kenmas cock again

he loves when you beg for his cock, makes him feel wanted

he loves feeling your tight pussy clench around him when hes about to cum and you’re cumming for the third time, panting, begging, crying to having him fill you up with his hot cum.

Blow jobs under his desk or while hes on an important call are a must.

you love watching his cock slowly twitch with pre cum when you lick his shaft

mmm i need to stop- i love him so much ugh

Oikawa Tooru

Being lazy in argentina was a dream but a little lonely

Tooru was always away at practive but lcukly the apartment he had been renting had a pool, and you spend most of your days at the pool, reading or playing some game he just bought you

you hate how early he freaking wakes up

hes making breakfast and blending shakes at like 5 in the morning

there’s days he doesn’t really mean to wake you, you know the difference bc if he wants to wake you he’ll leave the blender run for a while and if h doesn’t he does it in seperate pulses so it’s not so damn loud

if he does it on purpose, he has breakfast ready for you before his own

doesn’t expect you to stick around after you eat

when he wakes you on accident he’s like “Oh my baby i’m so sorry honey.”

cue kiss attacks, warm hugs and him making you a cup of coffee/tea, whatever you prefer that morning

he’s so sweet

he knows you work hard too (even tho it doesn’t seem like it bc people think youtubers and streamers have an easy job when it clearly is mentally very stressful)

He knows that when he wakes you up, you had legit just gone to bed like two hours ago.

sometimes you sleep though the noise and before he leaves he wakes you up just a little so he can kiss you goodbye.

its always something like *shake* *shake* “Baby.... honey” *caressing of the head/cheek/hair* “I gotta go to practice now, give me a kiss princess.” you always wake up to the sound of that and give his a really sweet and tender kiss. Oikawa really just wants to fall back asleep with you and hold you, especially today since it was a cold morning

after you give him the kiss, you caress his cheek and then shove him away- a little jumpy that he need to go. “Love you.” you mutter before covering yourself with the blankets

he always slaps your ass over the blankets, it never huts but it’s just a sign of his actually leaving to practice

You wear his stuff when he leaves

low key have attachment issues since you moved with him to Argentina

other than pool side reading, or doing a few laps before breakfast- you really don’t do anything but work.

Work for you consisted you of just playing video games or streaming

You’re popular on the female side of gamers

sometimes you have streams where you ask your fans to play and write down their handles and you’d add them to a game or sum

Everyone knows your dating a professional volleyball player an they think it’s an interesting duo

You cry when Tooru brought Hinata over, he smelt like home

you def. helped him adjust to the life in argentina bc it’s nothing like home.

hinata comes over for dinner ever weekend

if you’re not working or at the pool, you’re in a white hoddie and some shorts, just watching Hinata play some beach volleyball while playing some game

You very much remind him of kenma- it helped a lot when he got some sick- you didn’t really ‘help’ you just cried with him about how much you miss home

although your schedule isnt the best, youre always awake when tooru gets home, always there to greet him with kisses

hes lucky you like cooking, bc he always comes home to an empty stomach

you’re probably the slowest cooker he knows but you take your sweet time bc you know that it always comes out w the best result and he doesnt complain anymore

baths w oikawa are frequent

muscles sores are a usual so seconds before he gets home theres a hot bath being pampered with your love for him

you work so slow on everything hes surprised you actually get stuff done

a little offended that he doesn’t believe in your slow work ethic bc it worked since highschool.

there had been times where he just ask if you’re not ever sick of being at home locked in all day and it stated a very month long fight.

sleeping in different rooms

(LIL ANGST AHEAD)

Tooru can hear you cry from the other room

he didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, he really didn’t. he just doesn’t want you to regret anything- especially moving here with him

you hate it when he questions your life ethics. it makes you feel like a failure and unworthy.

your life is simple and you like it that way but the second he questions it you think that you aren’t doing enough

will 100% sleep outside your door because he can’t sleep alone anymore. he’s gotten used to you being right next to him

you realize that it seems he’s given up so now it’s time to go to the kitchen and get water

but to your surprise tooru is very asleep on the doorframe when you open the door. it’s makes your heart ache just a little bit. he looks tired, his eyes are puffy but he looks so at peace.

you wake him up to go to bed but he has other plans.

he’s kissing you so sweetly, every piece of skin he can find he will kiss

will carry you to bed and kiss your tummy as your shirt ran a little too high

will start to kiss your inner thigh and pull down your underwear and slowly make his way up to your pussy

you’re clearly trying to shove him off (not hard enough) because you keep closing your legs and trying to push him with your foot

will spread your legs and keep his hands there to he can start eating you out

this is his apology. this his how oikawa tooru says im sorry without saying it. soft pleasuring, orgasmic sex.

his fingers are so deep in your pussy while he’s sucking on your clit. he doesn’t look at you when you cum because he feels like he doesn’t deserve to see it.

you’re begging him to look at you after he’s done fingering you so you can kiss him with your taste this lingering oh his tongue

fucks you in a matting press because when it’s slow and he’s thrusting it all in.... i don’t think he’s seen you twitch and drool so much

tooru is there to pleasure you and when he sees you cry out of the pleasure you know he’ll be forgiven when it’s over

aftercare is even better

he doesn’t make you do anything

he presses you, gives you kisses and over all will apologize verbally when you’re slowly falling asleep in his arms

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shhhlikeme · 4 years

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Sexy Halloween Costume You Wear That Makes Your Basketball Boy Simp Part One 🎃🏀

GOM x fem!reader

Contains mature themes: Non-explicit, 1 or 2 mentions of kinks & suggestive content.

My submission for @knb-kreations All Hallow’s Eve Event!

See the Haikyuu Version of This pt.1

Akashi - A Sexy Tinkerbell 🧚✨

Everyone knows Akashi has a HUGE size kink!!!!!

Considering he’s only 5’8 with BDE that he can back up,” he doesn’t like having to look up at people... so his kink makes sense

So even though he didn’t realize it, when he took you Halloween shopping and you chose to wear a Tinkerbell pixie costume?????

His size kink when WHOA 🎢

Not only did you look brilliant in green, it brought out your Y/E/C like crazy .....

not to mention that dress showed off all your curves tantalizingly....

Seijūrō’s subconscious couldn’t help but think about the cartoon Tinkerbell who was the size of what, his middle finger?

So You somehow looked even smaller to him, and it turned your bf on like crazy.

When you exited the wardrobe in his mansion to show him that you were all done up, he tilted his head, studying you

“Akashi-san, why are you staring at me like that...?”

This man

This cool, calm, and always collected man......

This dominate man.......

He was now under your command that night, completely..... due to that costume

And from then on out her gave you the cute little nickname ‘My Tinkerbell’ 🥺✨

Murasakibara - An Edible Candy Girl 🍭 🍬

Mura would literally try and eat you if you dressed as a candy girl for Halloween

hahahahahahahaha

Dont laugh !!!!!!! 😅

I’m serious.

It was actually the best day of his life

The ONLY two things this skyscraper admits to liking in this world - Snacks and YOU have conjoined!!!!!!

He wouldn’t forget this day for as long as he lived !!!!

At the Halloween festival you dragged him to, he wouldn’t let you out of his arms, just like he does with his snacks

Atsushi shamelessly left bite marks on your skin in public, while you two waited in line for rides and for carnival games, and at any other point

“Mmmm.....you taste soooo goood.....Y/N-chaaan.....” Murmured your boyfriend as he held you from behind.

You giggled every time he brushed his teeth on your skin, making you shiver

You pushed him off, but honestly—

You found the way he couldn’t keep his mouth off you extremely kinda sexy

Midorima - Fortune Teller 🔮👁

are you surprised!!!!!

This man is RELIGIOUS about being able to tell his future and the future of everyone around him

Actually, I don’t think anyone knows what his life would be without it

So just to see his reaction, Takao told you to get this costume and surprise your man with it so he can film Midorima’s reaction 😂

Sooo you agreed & on Halloween, After a Shūtoku team reunion dinner + drinks at a local sports bar, Takao offered to give Midorima a ride home,

against his better judgment, the green haired athlete agrees because although he had fun he just wants to be home with you laying on your lap reading a book

Midorima deadpanned harder than he ever had in his life when he realized Takao was going to drive him home on his bike and attached cart 😑

Lmaooooooo it’s been yearsss where is your whip sir!!!!

Anyway, Takao biked to your house , texting you secretly that they are almost there

Midorima the NBA player made a mental note to buy his friend a car for his birthday, lol.

When the duo gets to your driveway, you grab your crystal ball and head outside to greet your boyfriend and his best friend!!

Midorima’s 6’5 figure was in the middle of climbing out of the tiny cart when he spotted you, taking him off guard and making him fall right out of the cart.

😩😂

He couldn’t believe how amazing you looked

You laughed and high fived Takao as he filmed the entire thing.

“Keeping this to play it at our next reunion, Shin-chan!” Kazunari explained, laughing as he walked over to extend a hand out to your bf

Shin-chan slapped away his hand, which made the two closest people to him laugh even harder

The look on Midorima was priceless: a pouty glare, looking like a Christmas tree what with his red cheeks and green hair. I repeat, Priceless.

“I hate you both, really.”

The poor baby 🥺

But Don’t worry, you ended up helping your boyfriend up and whispering in his ear that you looked into the crystal ball and apparently: his future has a naked you in it, and he perked up instantly.

Kuroko - Hot Referee 👁‍🗨⚪️⚫️

we all know that kuroko loves following the rules lmao

He gets so mad in any game where the other team is slimy enough to try & cheat the well established system that is basketball

It literally makes him rage but in a good way

He just values fairness above all else.

So when he is met with his beautiful girlfriend dressed as the ultimate rule enforcer —he is blushing like MAD

He can’t stop picturing how distracted he’d be in a game of basketball if you were on the court, running up and down alongside Seirin wearing that tight uniform

and blowing that whistle!

Tetsu blushes even more at the idea of you blowing another whistle 🤤

The entire time you two are handing out candy that night, he can’t stop sneaking glances at you with a deeper and deeper blush

You caught them all & thought he was adorable!!!!

When it was getting late and you two gave out the last of your candy, you went straight to straddling your invisible boy’s lap, smirking down at him and kissing all over his face

Tetsu hummed in delight, incredibly happy

“You going to follow my rules tonight, baby boy?” You blew softly in to his ear.

Your sweet boy nodded enthusiastically....... wanting to score more than just a basketball.

Aomine, Kise & Kagami in part 2! (Wish I could have gotten to it this year, sorry guys) 😞

Back to my 2020 KNB Masterlist!

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astralflower-writes · 3 years

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smiles and masks

♡ happy omi-omi day !!

♡ pairing: sakusa kiyoomi x female!! reader

☾ genre: fluff and vv slight angst

♡ warnings: none

♡ check out the haikyuu!! masterlist here

a/n: this is longer than i thought it would be. and i posted it a day late. :'> again, happy omi omi day!!

you were itachiyama's volleyball club newest manager. you always wanted to join the club ever since you've entered high school.

being the team manager was easier that what you have imagined. the members were nice enough to guide you every time you felt pressured and stressed. you have been well acquainted with everyone. well, except sakusa kiyoomi.

the main reason why you wanted to join the club was because of him. you were in awe when you watched him play one time in a practice match during your first year. at the same time you developed a crush on him.

your interactions with him were civil. you were intimidated by him and it did not help that he seemed that he does not like to talk with you, unlike how the other members did.

so, you being you, tried to talk to him. of course with the help of his cousin, motoya. but you felt you made it worse because instead of his usual one or two words reply, he nodded and ran off towards the lockers.

"you know how he is y/n but trust me, he likes you."

the team had a practice match, in which they won. after the match, you did all of your tasks as quickly as possible because your friends were waiting outside, since they insisted that you guys need a ‘girls night’.

days passed. you still did what you did. you smiled whenever you passed each other on the halls. you did your usual duties as their manager but unconsciously, you doted on sakusa more.

“hey y/n!”

“wanna walk home with us?” motoya asked with sakusa trailing behind him. “oh! thanks for the offer, but i’m walking home with my friends today.” you replied.

“maybe next time?” you added. “sure.”

“bye!” waving off as you walked away from the duo.

you and your friends decided to stop by a convenience store to buy your snacks and drinks. “so, y/n...i noticed that you doted more on number 10.”

“i-i no!” you tried to hide your face you know your sporting a deep blush. “oho y/n~ you’re blushing hard.” your other friend crept up and started to poke your cheeks.

“but i feel like he’s hard to reach, you know, cause i rarely see him in the halls and he mostly hangs out with motoya-san.” one of your friends commented. “he kinda is? even when im their manager, it’s hard to get close to him.” you mumbled quietly. because of what you said, your friends blurted out ideas for you to be able to be closer to the ace.

as you and your friends walked out one of them started to tease you again. “you can do it y/n!”

today, volleyball practice held longer than it should be. again, motoya offered that you’d walk home with them but you declined as you’ve got an errund from your mother.

“yeah! don’t give up on number 10!” one added. “not so loud...” you tried to keep them quiet.

“it’s already late though...” sakusa whispered but you did not hear him.

“hey how about you head on and we’ll meet you there?” motoya suggested. then you agreed.

you went ahead and got everything you needed as quickly as possible. just as you were heading to the cashiers you heard sakusa and motoya.

“why don’t you talk to y/n more?” questioned motoya. “i do talk to her.” the latter answered.

you wanted to hear more of their conversation. so thanks to sakusa stopping by the turn next to you. but you can’t deny that you’re heart has been beating fast.

were you nervous? of course.

“it’s not that i don’t like her, i-” sakusa stopped midway and heaved a sigh. “why are we even talking about this?” he continued.

with that you came into a conclusion that you may have been bothering sakusa with your actions. so you paid for your stuff and exited the mini-grocery

hey motoya! i headed home already, sorry for bothering you and your cousin!

tell him im sorry for taking up his time too!

get home safe! :)

the next passing days, you thought that you did your best to avoid him.

but you can’t seem to escape him. it seems that you are seeing more of him these past few days. so, you tried your best not to greet him and just go along the halls. and you certainly tried your best not to dote on him during team practice.

of course this does not go unnoticed by the team.

the day ended with only you left, you got caught up because of the coach needing some data for the upcoming tournament.

as you were walking by the school gates someone called for you.

“y/n...”

never in a million years you thought that someone would scare you this much.

“please, please, please. don’t take me away!” you said kneeling on the floor while covering your head.

“y/n. it’s me.”

looking up, you saw sakusa. slowly you stood up. “oh. i-are you waiting for motoya? ‘cause i heard him earlier, said he’ll go ahead.” you said as you looked at your shoes, avoiding eye contact. “ok...i should head home now. bye.”

"y/n. wait." sakusa said, you turned to face him. "do you...need anything?"

he started to mumble something but you couldn't hear what he's saying clearly. noticing that you did not understand him, he took a breath and spoke again. "do you, maybe, want to walk home with me?"

"oh, ok."

it was quiet. the both of you were just walking side by side.

after a few minutes of walking, you've reached your turn to heading to your house. "so...i need to turn here. get home safely sakusa-san." you said as you bid him goodbye.

"wait." he called out. you faced him confused. "y/n i–" but before he could say anything else, you cut him off.

you started blurting out words. how you're sorry that you're always bothering him. that sorry if you keep pushing yourself to him and you told him that you've overheard his conversation with motoya.

"y/n, listen." he said as he grabbed your shoulders. "clearly, you've heard wrong. you did not hear me say that i like you."

"what? you i–" that's all you could make out, your heart beating furiously.

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todoroki-waifu · 3 years

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Note: I wrote this in 2014 but never posted it. At least I think I didn’t? Lol. Anyway, this is my first Haikyuu fic! I edited it a bit so hopefully you guys enjoy it! I love Kageyama so much. 😭♥️😭♥️

Kageyama x F!Reader

Word Count: 1631

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Cursing.

A quiet but long sigh passes between your lips, your jaw resting on your palm while you stare out the window. All your friends take note of your somber mood and although you tell them you’re fine, your response doesn’t match your behavior. It was the beginning of the lunch period, but the cold weather persuaded everyone to stay indoors.

Desks were moved around to accommodate the students’ ideal seating arrangement with their friends. You suddenly felt your desk shift slightly and you turn your head to find that Kageyama had pushed his table right beside yours.

“Oi, I know you’re lying.”

“Eh? Lying about what?"

"That you’re ‘okay’.” He situated himself back to his seat, facing you with determination to have you reveal what you’ve been hiding.

“I’m not lying. Really! I’m just…tired. I didn’t get enough sleep.” Maybe if you kept telling yourself that, you might actually believe it yourself.

“Hn.” He leaned in slightly with an interrogating aura surrounding him.

“A-anyway, I’m gonna get something from the vending machine. Want anything?” You stood up, his presence overwhelming you slightly.

“Yes, I want you to tell me the truth."

"Kageyama-kun, I said I’m fine, okay? If you keep asking, I’m going to get mad.” Your annoyed look shut his mouth.

A few moments after you left, the door of his classroom was roughly opened and a slightly high pitched voice gathered everyone’s attention.

“__(y/n)-chan!” Nishinoya sings your name before his eyes try to find you. “Are you okay?!"

"Who do I need to beat up?!” Tanaka pounds his right fist into his left palm.

“Guys, we shouldn’t be so loud.” Asahi tries to hush the boisterous duo.

“We brought you something that’ll hopefully cheer you up.” Sugawara chimes in, holding up a bag filled with various goodies.

“Oh! You guys came here, too?” Yamaguchi is surprised with the sudden crowd in the room.

“I told you it was unnecessary for us to come here.” Tsukishima sighs but quickly glances around the classroom to find you.

Kageyama finds the volleyball team entering the room, walking to where yours and his desks were.

“Where did __(y/n)-chan go?” Hinata asks after returning from the restroom.

“She went to get something from the vending machine."

"Oi! Did you do something to __(y/n)-chan?” The two first years look to where their volleyball senpais were gathered.

“You! You look pretty guilty. What did you do to __(y/n)-chan, damn it?”

“Now, now, let’s calm down. I’m sorry about them. ___(y/n) is our friend and we’re just worr-”

“I’m sorry! I-I didn’t do anything, I swear! I don’t even talk to __(y/n)-chan!” cries the freshman who Tanaka and Nishinoya decided to question.

“I’m sorry about these three. Please ignore them.” Daichi bows his head to the young male, dragging Asahi, Tanaka, and Nishinoya to where the rest of the group was.

“Stop scaring the first years!” He scolds.

“Eh? But I didn’t-” Asahi doesn’t understand why he was being scolded.

“Your face is already scary enough!” The poor long haired boy pouts at his failed attempt to defend himself.

“Did you manage to find anything out from ___(y/n)-chan?” Kageyama hears Hinata ask.

“She hasn’t said anything. She keeps saying she’s fine and that she’s just tired."

"Maybe we shouldn’t push her into telling us, but let’s just try to show our support.” Sugawara places a few snacks the team bought for you beside your bento.

“You guys are overreacting. If she says she’s tired, then maybe it’s just that.” Tsukishima grunts.

“I know the difference between her being tired and when there’s something on her mind."

"Do you really, now? I didn’t know you paid that much attention to her.” The blonde smirks at the black haired setter.

“S-s-shut up! I just …there’s just a difference with her mood, that’s all! It’s not that hard to tell."

"Let’s not argue. We’re here for __(y/n)-chan, remember?” Yamaguchi tries to pacify the two.

“Actually, Kageyama is right. __(y/n)-chan isn’t tired. She’s a bit heartbroken.” Kiyoko finally reveals what has been bothering you. She knew exactly what brought down your mood. Although she wasn’t one to blurt out your private conversation, if it had the boys this concerned, they deserved to know that it wasn’t too serious, like someone bullying you.

“Heartbroken?"

"Yes, she found out that the guy she likes, likes someone else.” That was all she would say. Giving out too much details would betray your trust. “I told her maybe it wasn’t true, but it still discouraged her. Anyway, try not to say anything. I don’t want to worsen her mood.”

The gang agreed silently to not mention what Kiyoko had said and decided to focus on making you feel better. You were surprised to find the group surrounding your seat, but smiled at their presence. You had a feeling they had the same concerns as Kageyama.

You were feeling better than this morning, but once in a while, you would slip into your distracted gaze. Kageyama was becoming quite annoyed with your behavior. Who the hell was that bastard anyway? He bet he would be a waste of your time. So, why did you care about him so much?

After practice, he was one of the last few to leave school grounds. He spotted you walking towards the school gates, the setter quickening his pace to match yours. He got lucky that both your club activities ended simultaneously.

“Oi, __(y/n),"

He was met with silence.

”__(y/n).“ He raised his voice slightly and frowned when you ignored him.

”___(y/n)!“ Kageyama finally manages to capture your attention.

"Ep!” You screech, turning to where you felt your hand being grabbed. Your free hand had its fingers curled tightly against your palm, ready to strike, but stopped when you recognized the individual.

“K-k-kageyama-kun! You scared me!”

“I’ve been trying to call you!” He had one arm up to defend against your almost attack.

“S-sorry! I didn’t hear you.” You lowered your guard and he did the same, slowly releasing his grip.

“Clearly. Are you still thinking about what’s been bothering you all day?”

“N-no, I’m just tired.” You didn’t want your friends to worry.

“W-who cares about that damn bastard!” He was fed up with your crush. In the first place, why the hell didn’t your crush notice such a beautiful girl longing to be with him? Second, did he think he was too good for you?

“Huh?”

“I heard from Kiyoko-senpai that you had your heart broken. She didn’t say who, but that’s why you’ve been upset. Like I said, who cares about him? You’re too good for him anyway! I bet he’s just some idiot who’s too stupid to notice you. I bet he isn’t worthy of your attention. You should give me his name so I can kick his weak ass! I’ll prove to you that you don’t need a dumbass like that.”

“So…you mean to say that you’ll kick your own ass?” You blinked, tilting your head to the side a bit.

“Kick my own ass…? The hell would I do that for?”

“I’m gonna give you a minute to think about it.” You found it cute how Kageyama was becoming defensive for you. You didn’t intend to reveal who you were admiring, but you would feel better if your feelings were at least known.

“…I’m the lame dumbass that you like?” He points at himself, shock painting his face once he registers what you said.

“Yeah.” You nodded. “A-ah, but I don’t think you’re a dumbass!”

“Wait, but I thought that the guy you liked, likes someone else?” Kageyama was confused! He didn’t like anyone but you!

“Exactly. I’m probably taking a big risk here, but you’re my crush, Kageyama-kun. I heard Hinata talking about how you both admire Makoto-senpai and how you wish that she was in our year and that she would join the volleyball team. And I heard that you also plan to ask her out.”

“Wait…what? No way! I don’t like Makoto-senpai like that! And I think you’re seriously misunderstanding here.” [1]

“Eh? What do you mean?”

“I’m not sure which Makoto you’re referring to but I’m talking about the guy from the swimming club. Anyway, the reason I said that was because I admire him. He’s very athletic and passionate about swimming. I know it has nothing to do with volleyball, but I heard he gives out excellent training tips. I was hoping that we’d meet up sometime to discuss what I can do to increase my strength and stamina.”

“Oh…” you nod slowly before embarrassment shows on your cheeks. “Oh! Oh my -I’m so sorry for assuming things.”

“I-it’s fine.” He looks away to hide his cheeks that matched yours. “You can m-m-make it up to me by letting me take you o-out on a d-d-d-date.”

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking you on a date? I technically did confess first.” With your face burning a deeper red and a shy smile, Kageyama felt his heart pump faster.

“But I l-liked you first so I should be the one asking.” He argues childishly, slightly disappointed that he didn’t get to confess to you beforehand. But that disappointment didn’t stay long since he was more than happy to hear your feelings.

“Is that so?”

“Mm.” He firmly answers.

“All right, well, I’m free Friday night. Does that work with you?”

“Yeah. I’ll pick you up at your place at 7?”

“It’s a date.” You take a step closer to him and lightly kiss his cheek. “See you then!"

He watches you turn towards the direction of your house, your figure becoming further away from him. Shaking himself from the slight daze caused by your kiss, he quickly follows you.

"W-wait!"

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[1] Free! :p

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kouomi · 3 years

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Family Secrets

Summary: How long would you be able to keep your relationship with your brothers’ best friend a secret? (F!reader x Suna Rintarō)

Warnings: slight jealously (basically none!)

Word Count: 3,813

A/N: the beginning of this is a little rocky sorry about that(it’s explaining a lil background I didn’t know where to put it)! This is also my first fic for Haikyuu and on this account so sorry if anything is off!

Posted: March 3rd, 2021 6:26 am EST

Having two older brothers isn’t easy for any girl. Especially if those older brothers are twins and especially if you were all in the same year at school.

Everyone at your school knew you as the Miya twins little sister and while you hated the title it was one that you’d had since you were born so overtime you grew used to it. You constantly lived in their shadow, especially when they started playing volleyball so in an attempt to gain your own title you started playing as well. You’re a setter for the girls team at Inarizaki, set to take the position of captain next year once your current third year captain is out of high school.

Your practice had just ended and after taking a quick shower in the locker room you headed to the other gym where the boys team was still practicing, silently slipping in the door and sitting on the bench.

“Little Miya is here!” Akagi exclaims, a few heads turning to face you. You give a small wave without looking up from your phone, rolling your eyes at the familiar sound of your brothers starting a fight.

“Why are you here?” Osamu asks on one of their water breaks, staring down at you from where he stood.

“Mom won’t let me walk home alone after practice and Yaku wasn’t here today.” You explain with a sigh, “So I have to wait for you two.”

“I forgot we’re going home today.” Atsumu groans, “She’s gonna kill me.”

“Why?”

“He failed the maths test.”

You can’t help the laugh that bubbles past your lips, Atsumu glaring at you and your other brother as you laugh at his expense. He starts going on about how it wasn’t his fault but you don’t pay much attention, instead your gaze meeting another a few meters behind him. Almost as soon as you lock eyes they look away and you do the same, resisting the blush that tries to rise up your face.

After another thirty minutes of their practice they’re finally let go, everyone else on the team heading towards the dorms while you, Atsumu, and Osamu make your way towards the front gate.

“There’s at least two girls on my team that have a crush on you guys.” You add to their conversation after listening in on them talking about their fan girls for the past ten minutes.

“Eh? Why would someone like ‘Samu?” Atsumu asks.

“You literally have the same face.” You blink, watching as he goes to argue but can’t seem to find any words that work in his favor.

While the twins on either side of you kept talking you pulled out your phone, a small smile crossing your face as your fingers danced across the screen to reply to a text. You’d turned down your brightness and tilted your phone closer to your face so your brothers wouldn’t be able to read anything but they still eyed you suspiciously, silently sharing their questions with each other over your head.

“Y/n? What’re ya doin?” Atsumu asks, making you turn off your phone and shove it in your pocket.

“Texting my team.” You answer coolly, “Some of us actually have to put work in outside of practice.”

“Oi it’s not my fault yer a vice captain and we’re not!”

“What about organizing makes you smile like that?” Osamu asks. You cringe at his words; of course he’d be the one to pick up on that.

“When did this turn into twenty questions?” You ask, voice slight squeaking as you spoke.

“Does our baby sister have a boyfriend?” Atsumu grins, resting his arm on your shoulder.

“No, and don’t call me that! You’re not even a year older than me!” You exclaim, shoving his arm off and picking up your pace so you walked ahead of them instead of between.

“Hey, get back here!”

After dinner with your family you sat in your room, repeatedly setting a volleyball into the air above you and occasionally groaning as you hear your brothers through the thin walls of your home. While you were practicing your mind wandered to how close you’d come to being found out by the duo all because of a stupid smile. You’d managed to hide your relationship for nearly five months now but it was getting harder and harder, especially considering your boyfriend was one of your brothers close friends and teammate. You’d wanted to tell them before but it would just cause unnecessary awkwardness and maybe even distrust among the four of you so you decided to keep it secret. It did make things more interesting sometimes but also immensely difficult to find places you could go on dates without risk of being caught, as things as simple as texting nearly exposed your relationship.

Your train of thought is interrupted by a knock on your window, the volleyball above you coming crashing down on to your face when you turn to look at the source of the noise. Rubbing your nose you stood up and crossed the room, gasping lightly when you see the main topic of your thoughts standing on the branch of the tree outside your window.

“Rin?!” You whisper yell after pushing open the glass, sticking your head outside.

He flashes you a small smile as you reach out to help him inside, leaving the window open behind him in case he needed to use it as a quick escape route.

“What’re you doing here?”

“Thought I’d stop by.” He responds, reaching out and pulling you towards him with one of your hands before his arms snake around your waist, “We haven’t hung out in a while.”

“Ya could’ve just waited til tomorrow.” You say though find yourself melting into him, “‘Tsumu and ‘Samu are literally on the other side of that wall.”

“Well I was on my way to the store and thought I’d stop by.”

You shake your head with a sigh as your arms move around his back, one of your hands between his shoulder blades and the other on the back of his neck. He leans down, face hovering in front of yours for a moment before you close the space between you and press your lips to his.

“You really can’t stay.” You mumble, pulling apart momentarily to talk.

“Just for a little bit.” He says, pecking your lips again before lowering his head to the crook of your neck.

“Rin.” You warn though your words lose any authority when he presses a delicate kiss to your jaw making you subconsciously lean closer into his grasp with a slight intake of breath.

“Okay, maybe just a bit.”

You feel him smile before he peppers your neck in kisses, one of his hands moving up to lightly hold the side as his thumb gently pushes up your chin. You turn and press a kiss to his temple before you angle your head up and to the side, giving him more access as you both take a few unstable steps back until the back of your legs hit your bed. Slowly you fall back on to the mattress, Suna following and hovering over you with one of his hands hooked under your lower back.

“Hey Y/n?” He asks quietly, thin eyes baring into your own.

You hum, eyes flickering away for a moment to brush some of his hair out of his face.

“Can we take a nap?”

Your face falls at his question before a small laugh bubbles past your lips, “We can’t, my brothers might walk in.”

The middle blocker gives a disappointed groan before he lays down on top of you, his head resting on your chest as his arms encircle your waist.

“Just five minutes.” He mumbles.

Before you could respond you heard a loud crash from the wall next to you followed by shouting and a yell of your name. The color drained from your face as footsteps approached your room, Suna quickly jumping up and scanning the room for some where to hide. You jester towards the window and he narrows his eyes before climbing out, nearly slipping as he steps on the branches of the tree.

“Y/n!” Atsumu yells as he throws open your door, “Help!”

“What do you-“ Before you could finish your sentence the boy in front of you is tackled to the ground by a flash of grey hair, the two rolling around on the ground of your room.

“Give it back ya asshole!”

“I can’t! I already ate it!”

“What?!”

You watch with wide eyes as they fight, neither paying much attention to you as they carry whatever they’d started on in your room. Even being their sister you had a hard time distinguishing between them with how fast they were moving around, flashes of grey and blonde the only indicator of who was who.

“Stop! You’re gonna knock me over-!” Your words are cut off by the heavy sound of you being sent to the floor, yelling as you’re unwillingly dragged into their fight.

“What is wrong with you two?!”

“He ate my Onigiri!” Osamu exclaims, narrowly missing a punch to the gut, “I spent two hours making that!”

“It’s not my fault ya left it out!” His twin yells back, using his knee to keep down one of his opponent’s legs.

“You’re fighting over food?” You ask exasperatedly, hissing when your hair is violently yanked to the side. As you tried to pull yourself free from their tangle of limbs a swift fist swings into your eye, a yelp of pain leaving you as you reach up to cradle your face.

“Look what ya did now!” Osamu says, reluctantly pulling away from your brother and kneeling in front of you.

“Yer both stupid ya know that?” You hiss, cowering away when a hand reaches out towards you.

“Shit- Y/n I’m sorry, are you okay?” Atsumu asks, any previous fight now long forgotten as they both crouch in front of you with concerned looks.

“Is it bad?” You question, lowering your hand and cringing when you notice their eyes widen.

“Ya think you could pull off purple eyeshadow?”

You groan before taking his hand and letting him pull you up, walking towards the small mirror on your desk and withering at the sight. The area around your right eye was already red and starting to turn purple and swell, reminding all three of you of the strength the brothers had that they often forgot about.

“‘Tsumu, stop eating everything you see, ‘Samu it’s kind of your fault for leaving it out.” You sigh, watching them both deflate and go to argue with you before looking back at your eye, “Now get out.”

“Are you sure? I can getchya an ice pack or somethin?” Atsumu asks but you shake your head.

“Just go, I’ll be fine.”

They reluctantly walk out of your room, flashing you an apologetic look as you trail behind them and close the door with a heavy sigh.

After inspecting your eye a little while longer you pull out your phone, scrolling through your contacts for a moment before finding Sunas.

You roll your eyes but still do so, cringing at the sight of the ugly purple that’d started to develop before you hit send.

The next day you after you’d gone back to campus you’d gotten a lot of questions about your eye, especially once you went to your morning classes. You’d started to grow annoyed with the persistent, never ending same question over and over and by the time your free period rolled around you were ready to spend the rest of your day in your dorm. On your way to the front of the building you stopped at your locker, unable to resist the smile that pulled at the corners of your lips when you saw your favorite food sitting in a bag next to your books, a small note attached to the top.

Hope you can see this with one eye

-Rintarō

You tuck the note in your pocket before pulling the food out of your locker, making your way towards where you and your friends always met up for lunch. They seemed surprised about your black eye and thankfully didn’t bring up the topic after you explained the story behind the ugly mark.

“You know, some of the boys on the boys volleyball team are pretty cute.” You hear one of the girls say, effectively gaining your attention.

“Especially the second years.” The girl next to you say, “No wonder the twins have so many fan girls.”

“You guys are gonna make me throw up.” You groan, wrinkling your nose at the thought of seeing your brothers in that light.

“Hey, you can’t deny that they’re cute!” She giggles, shoulder bumping into yours as she does so, “Maybe you could set me up with one of them.”

“In your dreams.” You scoff and she frowns.

“What about Suna?” Your other teammates speaks up. You have to resist the urge to shut down the conversation, not wanting to hear other girls talk about how attractive they found your boyfriend.

“Hm, now that you mention it he is pretty handsome.” Another girl weighs in, “His eyes are kind of hypnotizing.”

“What do you think Y/n?”

“I guess he’s cute.” You shrug, trying to seem nonchalant as you refused to make eye contact.

“We should go to the boy’s practice after ours.” Your friend suggests, “We can just watch for pointers.”

“Kori is trying to pick up a new boyfriend!”

As the rest of your team continues laughing and talking about the boys team you find yourself pulled into your own thoughts, worries and insecurities already working their way into the confidence you had in your relationship. What if one of the other girls made a move on Suna? Would he play along with it just to keep the guise of being single? How far would he let her go? Would he realize that he wants to be with someone other than you? Perhaps someone prettier?

By the time you were brought back to reality everyone else was already packing up their things, forcing you to shove the thoughts in the back of your mind though they whispered to you through out the rest of your classes.

“Alright you girls can pack up, we’re done for the day!” Your coach announces. You walk with the rest of your team towards the locker rooms with a towel wrapped loosely around your neck, your breathing heavy from the effort from practice. You were excited for it to finally be over and be able to spend the rest of the night with your boyfriend, though your plans are quickly thrown off when someone calls your name from the other side of the gym.

“Y/n, I need you to stay behind with the third years.” Your coach says making you inwardly groan though you still nod and jog towards the small group.

“You know where we’ll be Y/n!” Your friends call out, waving as they close the door to the gym behind them.

The extra practice goes by painstakingly slow, another half hour passing before you were allowed to shower and leave. You practically ran to the other gym, internally panicking at the thought of what you might walk into when you pushed open the doors.

Finally you made it, wasting no time in stepping into the familiar room and quickly scanning the people littered through out. You notice a few groups split off talking to each other, rolling your eyes as you see Atsumu flirting with the girls around him while Osamu stood next to him with an unamused expression. Moving on from them you looked on the other side of the gym, finding your boyfriend standing on the corner of the court.

Relief floods you as you begin to approach him though it’s short lived when you see the girl standing a little too close for comfort. Suna had his signature neutral expression as he spoke to her, not even flinching when she lays a hand on his bicep and steps closer, looking up at him with a coy grin. A sick feeling makes it’s home in your stomach as you watch them and how unbothered he seemed by it all, even giving her one of his rare smiles. You find it harder to believe it’s all an act, that his actions weren’t genuine and he wasn’t actually entertaining her advances. Maybe he was thinking about other options; he had to be tired of how secretive and sneaky he had to be with you and was looking for someone else, someone he could be public with. Maybe you were losing him.

The final straw for you is when you see her hand trail up to hold his face, the action chilling you to the bone and sending you across the room. You’re quickly within range of the two as you approached from behind the girl, Sunas eyes meeting yours and lighting up slightly.

“Oh hey Y/n, I didn’t know if you were going to make it.” Your teammate smiles, her hand still resting on Sunas arm as she turned around to talk to you.

“Yeah. So, what’s going on?” You respond, getting straight to the point as you shift your weight uncomfortably.

“Just having a little chat with Suna here.” She responds, turning towards the man in question so she was practically shoved against him now. You not so subtly cringed at the action which he took notice to, finally taking the opportunity to throw the girl off.

“I’ve been waiting for you.” Suna says, peeling himself away from your teammate and stepping closer to you, “Ready to go?”

He tightly loops an arm around your waist, his thumb running up and down on your uniform clad hip. You’re caught off guard by his sudden public display but quickly cover it with a smile, feeling relief flow through you as he distances himself from the girl.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting.” You say as your arm goes behind his back, “Coach had me do extra practice with the third years.”

“It’s fine, Kori was here to keep me company.” He responds, both of your gazes flickering to the girl who stood almost dumbfounded next to you.

“Wait are you two...?” She asks, neither of you quite answering though the answer was heavily implied, “Miya? With someone like you as a boyfriend? Either you’re lying or-“

You notice Suna roll his eyes before he pulls you flush against himself, leaning down and pressing his lips to yours in one swift motion. You melt into him as your hand reaches up to cup his face, pulling away with an ethereal smile.

“Or you’re really good at lying.” Kori finishes, blinking at you both as if she’s trying to catch up to the sequence of events. After a few moments of the three of you intensely staring at each other she gives a smile and walks off to your other teammates by the door, a rapid conversation bursting out amongst them complete with constant glances and gasps.

“Y/n?!”

You cringe at the sudden, all too familiar yell of your brothers as they quickly push through the girls around them and rush over to where you stood. Suna tenses slightly and turns towards them, his arm loosening so you could stand beside him though it still stays comfortably wrapped around your body.

“What was that?!” Atsumu exclaims, eyes dancing back and forth between you and his friend, “The two of you just...”

“Are you... dating?” Osamu asks, narrowing his eyes slightly as he spoke.

“Yeah.” Suna answers, watching as their expressions fall and they look at each other before back at you.

“How long?” The blonde questions.

“Five months.” You respond this time.

“What?!”

“Well it was great talking to you but we better get going.” You say, gently pushing Suna towards the door in an attempt to escape your brothers.

“Hold on a minute,” Osamu says, as they work their way between you and your boyfriend, “Suna, do ya really think ya can get off that easy datin our precious little sister?”

“Didn’t you give her a black eye?”

“That’s besides the point! Ya know if ya do anythin to hurt her I’m gonna-“

“Why would I hurt her?” Suna interrupts, the three Miyas turning to face him, “She’s my girlfriend, I care about her.”

It’s silent for a moment as your brothers stare in surprise, their minds finally catching up as they search for something else to say.

“Tsumu if you keep this up I’m gonna tell em about your little crush.” You say before they can start again, watching as his face loses color and his expression falls, “And ‘Samu I’ll take all of your cookbooks.”

“... Yer safe for now Suna.” Atsumu says quietly, giving his friend a soft glare.

You take this as an opportunity to escape the twins, wasting no time in quickly making your way across the gym and out the double doors. A breath you didn’t realize you were holding finally leaves your lungs, Suna looking down at you and noticing how exhausted physically and mentally you seemed. Silently he laces your fingers together and gives your hand a gentle squeeze in an effort to help you relax even if it were only slightly.

“We don’t have to hide anymore.” You say quietly though it’s loud in both of your ears, the sentence one you’ve been wanting to say for a long time. Suna responds by pulling your hand up to his face and pressing a kiss to your knuckles before letting your interlaced hands dangle between you. It was a luxury you hadn’t yet been able to experience, holding his hand out in public. Something about the simple action made your heart flutter, your eyes flickering towards Suna momentarily before back towards the path. It was as if you were confirming your relationship, announcing to the world and more importantly your brothers that Suna was your boyfriend.

“Why do you keep looking at me like that?” Suna asks, pulling you out of your thoughts.

“Just admiring.” You answer, smiling as he gives you a weird look before squeezing your hand.

“I think I’m gonna like this.” He mumbles, abruptly pulling you into himself by your hand.

You stumble for a moment before relaxing against him, your arms finding their place wrapped loosely around his neck while his hold you firmly in place by your waist. Your hand cups his cheek as you lean closer, stopped centimeters away close enough for his breath to dance on your face and lips to barely graze your own.

“Me too.”

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