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armins-main-hoe · 1 year
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Hi i rlly liked ur recent haikyuu manager post!! Could u make a karasuno and nekoma version to that?
Take ur time :D (ignore if don't want to do)
Thank you for liking the post! I'll write up any type request as long as I know who the characters are :)
Here is the link to the previous post.
"Oh no, you've got it all wrong. She does bite."
Karasuno and nekoma version
When you first signed up to be the manager for the boy's volleyball team, you really didn't think much of it. You only signed up because your parents wanted you to go to some sort of after school club.
You didn't like any of the clubs so you decided to be a manager for a sports team. Besides, you didn't think a manager would have to do much since most of the organisation for matches would be done by the teachers and coaches.
So here you are on your first day being introduced to the boys in the team.
Karasuno
(You can decide whether its Yachi or Kiyoko's place your taking)
You honestly didn't know much about volleyball but this was the only club left without a manager so here you are standing before the boys as you are introducing yourself to them.
"Hey, I'm Y/n L/n and I'll be your manager from now on."
Things went well and your parents laid off your back for a good while. Though for the first few practices you really didn't have a single clue with what was going on. You would sit, leaning your back against the wall, on the side and watch the ball go from one side to another while they yelled at each other.
To be honest, you didn't get the hype about the sport but you did your duty as manager as best you could.
The boys were wary of their new manager. Often glancing at her every now and then and she would always be looking at them with the same scary expression.
They knew the girl's scary reputation, everyone did. Why she ever chose to be their manager baffles them even to this day.
When Asahi said 'hello' to you for the first time he was pretty nervous and he ended up sounding a little odd. You thought he was trying to intimidate you or something so you glared at him.
Square up Asahi, Y/n about to swing some arms.
Daichi came in between you both, explaining to you that Asahi doesn't mean any harm. He is a friendly giant, promise.
"Yeah he better be."
But over the next few practices, you realised that Asahi really was the BFG so you apologised to him later.
Nishinoya gets on your nerves everyday. Like everyday. He'll be walking back to class and he'll bump into you on purpose. He'll shout "YO MISS MANAGER!" if he sees you across the hallway or streets. Unlike Asahi, this boy was looking to get beat up. He is the cause for 90% of your headaches. The other 10% goes to Kageyama and Hinata's bickering.
Not even a whole month goes by with you as their manager and you have nearly given each team member a smack or punch.
Over time though, you do get pretty close to the boys and you care about them though you might show it, you wouldn't actually ever say it.
When they have practice matches with other teams from other schools and that other team decides to talk shit about your team, you having a field day swinging your fists like helicopter blades.
Though you don't actually ever get very far with your punches to have a field day before the coach or a teacher stops you.
Oikawa once tried to flirt with you. He failed miserably.
By now you understood the game much better and 100% agreed with the hype about it. Would you ever play the game yourself? With these boys? No.
Why? Well have you seen the force at which they smack those balls? (lmao great wording) Like you smack other balls with that force but as a beginner who hasn't ever physically payed volleyball herself, they'd hand your ass back to you even if they were going easy on you. Help, Nishinoya would be a PAIN to deal with after.
Maybe you'll stick to being a delinquent manager and not a player.
Nekoma
Believe me when I say that Taketora was over to moon when he found out his team now has a manager. He was gushing and blushing about it for days.
He came back down to earth when he saw it was you though.
The infamous Y/n.
Just his luck.
But little did he and the rest of the team know, you actually really liked the sport and knew a lot about it. You would give them lots of pointers and took down notes of their strengths and weaknesses.
You threatened to beat them up if they didn't improve in your given time frame.
Did you ever beat them up? No you didn't, apart from Lev.
Lev has a very cheerful and playful personality and he doesn't even realise when he teases you for your height or whatever else. So he gets beat up with your clipboard one to many times.
Okay now I think about it, I think Kuroo would also be on your 'to hit' list. He is very good at provoking people and you. So he is also hit by your clipboard a few times too.
the poor clipboard is worn out.
You took this sport very seriously. The members often wondered why you didn't decide to play as a member on the girls team instead. When they asked you, you replied with
"It pains me to think that you lot would miss out on an awesome manager like me if i were to be a player instead, also because I know I would just be too good at the sport as a player so I decided to be nice and give you amatures a chance."
"Y/n you sound like Kuroo now..."
It wasn't long before Taketora began bragging about his team's manager to Hinata. Hinata thought you looked too scary and competitive for anyone to even see your feminine looks but the nekoma boys can see it clear as day.
Yaku was the only boy who never got told off by you. In fact, you actually get along with him pretty well, you both have very engaging conversations and he's the only one who receives pointers from you in your calm voice.
You have confiscated Kenma's phone a few times because he would get distracted by playing games on it and the poor boy wouldn't even glare or fight you about it like he would with Kuroo because he knew better.
The first time the boys saw you genuinely smile at practice, a smile that didn't have malicious intent or sarcastic, they were fawning all over you. That was also the first and last time they saw you flustered before being chased around the practice hall by you and your fists.
They'd see that smile again whenever they win a practice match or a real match in a competition and to them it makes victory taste that much sweeter.
Think even Hinata would agree with Taketora that you looked cute with that smile.
The boys sometimes forget that you do get into actual fights outside of school and practice so it often comes as a shock when they see you with some injuries when you go back to practice.
But they wouldn't want any other girl as their manager. They are more than happy to have you!
not proofread :/
But I had fun writing this like I did with the other post so thank you for the request!!
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Being Karasuno's Manager:
Yaku Falls for Miss Manager
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Yaku Morisake featuring Nekoma and Karasuno x Female Manager
Warnings: light swearing, fluff
A/N: This is an request from @lilacveiledsea!
Ahh Yn you are one lucky lady
Seriously Yaku 🥰 he’s such a sweetheart
Demon senpai to some but not to our precious Angel Yn
You unfortunately fortunately were the 2nd year manager for our lovely bby crows
Kiyoko didn’t want to leave you alone so she said you should get another manager 😂
Honestly such a caring move
And trust me, you’ll need it
Not only managing the demon first years but our feral second years as well
But it’s all good because these boys adore you so much
Your relationship was strictly platonic with all of them, despite their very visible crush on you
Honestly, you preferred someone a little more… mature?
Sure let’s go with that 😌
So before Yachi joined the crew it was just you and Kiyoko
Dream team honestly
Kiyoko dealt with all the technical things and you, well you dealt with the children
You and Daichi were a dream team
Daichi was the hard ass disciplinarian and YN was out sweet, consoling angel
“HEY DORKS CUT THAT OUT!” Daichi would scream
“Please be careful! We don’t want you to get hurt!” You’d add
It honestly was so perfect
The atmosphere around Golden week was so exciting
The boys were ready to face their unknown rivals, Nekoma
This was the first time they would be facing Nekoma so everyone was fired up
When you arrived, Kiyoko took care of monitoring the children while you began to gather the water bottles
The crew was talking with Nekoma, Daichi and Kuroo being BeStIeS 🤪
Tanaka and Yamamoto being weirdly twin like and Asahi being the scary, non-scary person scaring all the children
You noticed Suga was talking with someone who looked to be the Libero of Nekoma
You didn’t really have a chance to look at him because you were busy carrying things
BUT 👀 trust when I say he definitely saw you
The sunshine’s on your beautiful hair, you started to glow and Yaku absolutely fell in love
You smiled as Ennoshita offered to help you, Yaku becoming jealous that the smile wasn’t for him
“She’s cute right?” Suga interrupted his thoughts 🙃
“Uhh yeah, who is she?” Yaku questioned, eyes still watching you
“She’s our second year manager AND she’s single,” wing man Suga says
“Good to know,” Yaku says as you walk into the gym
Inside is when you first noticed Yaku watching you
You noticed how cute he was and you blushed when your eyes met his
Suga 👉🏻👀 📝
Kiyoko 👉🏻😐😳😏
team work makes the dream work 💅
“Hey YN why don’t you ask Nekoma if they need help with their water bottles?” Kiyoko suggests as your eyes widen
“O-ok,” you say, turning to head over to them
Nekoma watches you approach
Kuroo smirks
Yamamoto faints
And Yaku, Yaku stares 👁️👄👁️
“Hey, umm I’m YN and I was wondering if you needed help with the water bottles?” You as ask Coach Nekomata nodded and thanked you
Inuoka was just about to ask if you needed help when Yaku spoke up
“ILL HELP!” He may have yelled a little louder
Kai and Kenma 👉🏻👀👀
Kuroo 👉🏻🤨😏
You 👉🏻😳 ok-
Please he was so cute!
“Here let me carry those for you,” Yaku says as you nod
Kiyoko, Suga and Kai 👉🏻😍😍😍
“Is it just me or is Nekoma’s Libero hitting on Yn?” Daichi asks
Tanaka and Noya 👉🏻🔥👄🔥
Meanwhile-
“Thank you so much for helping me,” you blush as you continue to fill water bottles
“Call me Morisuke please,” Yaku says with a smile
“Thank you Mori,” you say
Yaku dies 😫
As you walk back to the gym, you enter and EVERYONE is looking at you
“Uhh what happened?” You ask Yaku
Yaku 👉🏻😐😑
Please he knows what’s going on
“It’s nothing Yn, they literally are all just sharing one braincell and it’s not functioning right now,” he says as you giggle a little
Yaku 👉🏻 💀
While you observed the game, you continued to sneak glances at Yaku
He didn’t pay much mine but again he was in the game but during timeouts 👀 Yaku would practically stare at you
You blushed as Tanaka and Noya growled
“Knock it off!” You said smacking their heads, “don’t ruin this for me!”
The team 👉🏻😐😳
“Dang Yn and Daichi did a switch,” Yamaguchi said as Tsukki nodded
After the game, Suga and Yaku talked while Noya stared at Yaku
“You are an excellent Libero, even if you are annoying when you stare at OUR Yn,” he says as he runs away
“Ignore him! YN doesn’t belong to anyone,” Suga adds
Yaku nods as he looks over to you as you help clean up
As the boys are prepared to leave, Yaku says ‘it’s now or never’
He runs to you, as you stop and stare
“YN can I have you phone number?” Yaku asks as you smile and nod
“I’d like that!”
Yaku literally swoons as you type your number into his phone
“I’ll text you later!” Yaku yells as he runs back to the team and waves to you
Suga and Kiyoko 👉🏻🥹 our baby is growing up
You smile ad you walk back to your team who are all watching you
“Please don’t make this weird?” You groan as you get on the bus and the team follows asking you a million question
What you don’t realize is Yaku is going through the same thing
Yet he doesn’t regret getting your number, quickly going to text you
“Hey Yn it’s Mori 🙂”
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nek0mabokk · 2 months
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘, 𝐒𝐄𝐓 . . . 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 !
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𐀔 content: rom-com, some of this are smut so be 18+, a collection of scenarios with different characters. All characters are over eighteen.
𐀔 pairing: haikyuu characters x f!reader
𐀔 summary: you're the Nekoma's manager, in every scenario it's gonna be a different person or maybe a continue of a previous one.
smut ( ౨ৎ ) fluff ( 𐙚 )
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𐙚 I. sweet like strawberries - bokuto koutaro x f!reader
𐙚 II. hot as the sun, cold as mercury - kuroo tetsurou x f!reader
III.
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VIII.
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hoeforinarizaki · 1 year
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FOREVER HERE.
Type: Headcanons
Nekoma x Manager!GN!Reader
Summary: Since you wanted to join a club to pass the time, now you pretty much were recruited into the boy's volleyball club as a manager. How did this happen again‐?
Warnings: Bad Pun Jokes, Nekoma VBC being simps
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Nekoma:
NAW BECAUSE THEY ARE SO CHAOTIC?? 😭
Literally Kuroo will not stop his subtle flirting, and not to mention the terrible pun jokes it comes with.
You began to rethink your choices of becoming their manager at some point, i know it. From the amount of stupidity they gave you...how are you still alive?–
Lev always sticks around you. He's probably developed a puppy crush on you and it's so adorable hrgghh 💕
Kenma doesn't often talk to you, but since you play games as well i guess it just kind of clicked.
Ya'll are inseparable so everyone is highkey lowkey jelly~
"KenMAA stop hogging them!" "They hung out with me and chose to stay with me first. Shut up." He spoke an actual sentence, that's surprising 🤠
Now, don't even get me started on Yamamoto. Dude is a feral (Y/N) simp and will never stop being one 💀👌
Can't reach the shelf? He's on it! Forgot your bento? Hehe, maybe you can...share?~ Feel cold? Have his jacket! Totally not an excuse to make it smell like you–
Everyone catches on quickly and for real, you swear you can feel their gazes burning through you omg 😭
Fukunaga loves it when you laugh hard at his jokes.
And PLSSS Inuoka tries so hard to act chill around you but end up tripping or looking bad in the end, poor guy–
During every match, don't worry about having any other team checking you out the boys will literally turn into actual cats and be HOSTILE 100% 👹
Like this emoji 🏃 they will run to you at full speed and intimidate everyone so bad. Their eyes be glowing like don't mess with them buddy.
Yaku and Kai is in charge of making sure everyone isn't doing anything weird when you're not there.
But cannot actually since they might a little more chaotic when you're sick...DAMN why are they crying? You won't die from a little fever chill 💀
Despite all that, Yuki tries his best to be noticed by you.
Boy always thinks you don't care because you barely even breathed in his direction.
But that changed when you greeted him the next week at school and gave him a small bag of his favorite cookies. Like he was so shocked 😃💅
Ma'am you fr right now?–
These guys will not let go you, sorry, but no one else is allowed the manager position like you.
Kuroo comes to you one day like, "Are you like copper and tellurium? Because you're CuTe." Please stop him, he won't until you actually say it–
Now him, Yamamoto & Lev are all telling you stupid pickup lines and now you can't escape it MUAHAHA 👹
Take it or receive it. You have these boys for the rest of your school life...and maybe even for the rest of your life.
They ain't loosing contact with you wdym pff 💀 so i guess, you're forever here. In nekoma.
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hnychn · 4 months
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HAIKYUU !!
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—— ;; karasuno
♡ — KAGEYAMA TOBIO
why are you so quiet ;; don’t yell at me for walking on the eggshells you placed in this house
♡ — TSUKISHIMA KEI
my better half ;; i love you more than words or actions will ever tell you, please understand that.
♡ — TANAKA RYUUNOSUKE
♡ — SHIMIZU KIYOKO
people i’ve been ;; i have been millions of people in this lifetime; a shoulder to cry on, a strong aid by your side, your first confidant. please, let me be your lover.
—— ;; aoba johsai
♡ — OIKAWA TOORU
do you think about us? ;; i’m too late to be your first love, but i’ll always be your favourite
♡ — IWAIZUMI HAJIME
♡ — MATSUKAWA ISSEI
♡ — HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO
♡ — KYOTANI KENTARO
—— ;; nekoma
♡ — KUROO TETSURO
♡ — KENMA KOZUME
all the ways we said goodbye ;; and here they stood, two kids in love; their hearts separated by distance but their souls connected for eternity
♡ — YAMAMOTO TAKETORA
♡ — LEV HAIBA
♡ — ALISA HAIBA
—— ;; fukurodani
♡ — BOKUTO KOTARO
♡ — AKAASHI KEIJI
—— ;; shiratorizawa
♡ — USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI
♡ — SEMI EITA
♡ — TENDO SATORI
♡ — GOSHIKI TSUTOMU
—— ;; inarizaki
♡ — KITA SHINSUKE
♡ — OJIRO ARAN
♡ — MIYA ATSUMU
♡ — MIYA OSAMU
♡ — SUNA RINTARO
—— ;; miscellaneous
♡ — SAKUSA KIYOOMI
♡ — KOMORI MOTOYA
♡ — AONE TAKANOBU
♡ — TERUSHIMA YUJI
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sebbywrites · 1 year
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Training Camp Shenanigans (Nekoma & reader)
Summary: As a former club volleyball player, the reader is a great manager for the Nekoma boys team. She's just one to get into trouble when she isn't being so serious...
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(Y/n) (L/n). A third year now at Nekoma High School. You played Volleyball the entirety of your junior high years, and had a massive love for it; you even played for the High School girls' volleyball team in your first year. 
That is until you had broken your arm on a vacation over break to visit your family in America. It had taken a lot longer to heal because you still tried to practice with it broken, which your doctor yelled at you about. You were just lucky it was your non-dominant arm. 
So here you were, at a volleyball training camp, not playing. The reason being that while your bones had healed, you were still “baby guarding” your once broken arm, and trying to build back your muscle and strength in it. That ultimately made you quit playing competitive volleyball for the girls' team, which they understood, but were still sad to see you quit.
Starting the second half of your second year, you began managing the Boys' volleyball team. Coach Nekomata was also keen on letting you give them tips, from one player to another. 
Although your experiences differed greatly, you were an excellent player when it came to volleyball. 
That and the boys on the team absolutely adored you. 
Right now, they are doing a penalty lap of “penguins” (as you call them) after losing a match to Fukurodani. In a kenma-like fashion, you pulled out your phone and began playing Bejeweled.  
All too soon, your phone disappeared from your hands. You looked up to glare at the culprit, That’s my focus game, asshole!
“Haaah? What are you, 70 years old?”
“If your penguins are over with, a call out would’ve worked just fine,” you hissed. You tried to snatch your phone out of the taller boy’s hand, but he countered, holding it high above your head. 
You glared, “I swear, Kuroo, I’m coming for your kneecaps..”
“Eh?”
Kuroo stared at you blankly, and you took the opportunity to jump up and take your phone out of his loosened grip. 
Sometimes he forgets how good of an athlete you are, formerly or not.
“Come on, the next match is about to start.”
“R-right...”
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You were now refilling the water bottles for the team, humming a random tune. The last match of the day was still going, but you also knew that all of the teams would start their free practice after a short break, and you would have to go help out making dinner.
Then again, you could probably get out of it because you were terrible in the kitchen. Given that it was day one of the week-long training camp, you could probably be banned from the kitchen for the rest of the training camp.
You grimaced at the thought. 
“What are you thinking about?”
You jumped, almost dropping the water bottle in your hands. You turned your head to see Yaku looking at you with a small smile on his face. 
You laughed, “Ahaha, nothing much, just how I have to finish filling the water bottles and go help out with dinner.”
Immediately, Yaku started freaking out given your history with cooking.
From the doorway to the gym, Lev stared at the two of you yelling at each other.
“Uhh...”
Kuroo and Bokuto were chatting just behind Lev, the former taking notice of the first year’s lack of movement.
“Oi! Lev, if you have time to stand around then you can start working on your spikes!”
The platinum blond jumped. “Right!”
He took a moment to turn and ask Kuroo what was happening between Yaku and their short-ass manager.
Kuroo’s eyebrow twitched, while Bokuto started laughing his ass off at the two of you outside the gym.
“...I don’t know.”
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After somehow setting the rice cooker on fire Kiyoko-san and Mako-san immediately banned you from cooking for the rest of the week. They didn’t even want you to do the dishes. 
While you expected this, it still hurt your feelings. 
Dejected, you started walking towards the gyms to let everyone know that dinner would be ready in about an hour. 
“Oya?”
Kuroo, Bokuto, Akaashi, and Tsukishima turned their attention away from their practice as you dejectedly entered the gym. 
“Chibi-chan!” 
Bokuto excitedly ran up to you and started chattering away. He left you absolutely no room to talk, making enough noise for everyone present. 
“A-ah, Bokuto...”
Akaashi sighed, walking up with Kuroo to shut up their owl-like friend.
“Sorry, (Y/n)-chan,” Akaashi said.
You laughed, now pulled out of your mood for getting kicked out of the kitchen. “It’s ok Akaashi-kun, I know how he is.”
“I know.”
Kuroo bent down (almost uncomfortably since he was a foot taller than you) to wrap an arm around your shoulder as you deadpanned. His signature smirk was plastered on his face, giving you a bad feeling.
“Oya oya, (Y/n)~” Uh oh. “Why don’t you help us teach this baby bird with blocking?”
Of course, he asked that... you thought with a twitch of your brow.
You sighed heavily, “I was only supposed to come let you guys know you have another hour before dinner is ready.”
“You got kicked out of the kitchen didn’t you?”
You froze. “Ho- Why would you think that???” you started laughing nervously.
“You can’t cook for shit, (Y/n), we all expected this,” Kuroo deadpanned.
“Yeah...”
“So...” His signature smirk made its way back to his face as he geared up to ask you again. “Help us teach him how to block? Spike some balls for us?”
After thinking about it for a moment with a pout on your face, you gave in. “Fine, I’ll spike for you guys.” 
“HEY HE-!”
“But only if you agree to stop making fun of me for playing Bejeweled.”
Now it was Kuroo’s turn to be shocked, slightly pulling away from your much shorter form. “You’re still mad about that!?”
He regained his composure as Bokuto and even Tsukishima laughed at you two.
“Fine, but I still don’t get why you play a game for old people.”
You scowled, then swiped your leg back to push in his knees harshly.
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You figured something like this would happen, so you brought your volleyball gear with you to the training camp. 
After you agreed to help the boys in the third gym out, you did still have to go inform everyone else about dinner. Afterward, you changed and headed back to the gym. 
There were still 45 minutes left until dinner should be ready once you found your way back to the third gym. 
Some of the other school’s players noticed you walking past the gyms again in your volleyball gear, shoes in hand. A certain duo took special notice and went to Daichi for answers.
“Huh? Ah you mean the Nekoma manager?”
“Is that who she is!?” Hinata asked excitedly. 
“Y-yeah,” Daichi replied. “She was one of the regulars for the girls' team up until last spring.”
“So cool!”
“Regular?” Kageyama inquired. “Then why is she their manager now?  Shouldn’t she be playing for the girls' team?”
“Ah, well, from what I heard she had an injury that made her switch gears. However, a friend of mine from Tokyo said that she was well on her way to becoming the ace of the Nekoma girls' team.”
“No way...!”
As you stepped back into the third gym, putting on your beloved volleyball shoes and then beginning your warmup, you also watched the two idiots and Akaashi giving a quick lecture to Tsukishima.
“Ah! Welcome back Chibi-chan!”
“I’m all warmed up now, so whenever you want to get to the play I’m ready,” you replied with a smile.
Kuroo asked Akaashi to go set for you on the other side of the net, while he, Bokuto, and Tsukishima would try to block.
You threw up the ball toward the second-year setter, then ran up for the hit.
You had complete focus on the ball, and the three very tall boys on the other side of the net. 
What none of them knew, was that for the past few weeks, you gathered up your friends from the girls' team and had them help you practice. You were still a bit unpolished in your movements after not playing seriously for such a long time, but none of that seemed to matter at that moment.
The cold, serious look on your face as you spiked the ball with such power scared even Kuroo, who was very used to playing with you during practices. He’d never seen such a look on your face. 
It unnerved him.
Nonetheless, he had set the timing for the block almost perfectly. Unfortunately, you aimed directly for glasses’ slightly spread-out arms. 
Your spike went directly between his arms like a hot knife through butter. 
It was exhilarating.
Tsukishima stared at the ball falling behind him in shock. He was absolutely sure you had no chance of going between his arms like you did, or through any of the three for that matter. 
“Aghhh, I should’ve expected that from (Y/n),” Kuroo commented. “Well, if that’s how she’s going to play, it looks like we might have to match her energy.”
The rooster-haired boy grinned with a determined look in his eye.
“Alright Tsukishima, let’s do it again,” the blond glanced at Kuroo as they set up their block again. “Remember, though, more experienced spikers like (Y/n) here will look for even the slightest hesitation, or the smallest opening in your stance and position. It’s important to keep that in mind.”
“R-right...”
“I’m going againnn!” you called out.
“Oonnne, two!”
Needless to say, the 5 of you came back after dinner to continue practicing (although Tsuki was dragged back against his will).
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It was day 3 of the training camp when Kuroo and Yaku came to both you and Coach Nekomata with a special request.
“E-eh!? Why do you want me to join in on the practice? I should be taking notes a-and getting the waters and-”
“Well,” Yaku began, “We know you’re still a really good player, (N/n)-chan.”
“And, we know you still need some practice yourself,” Kuroo added.
You scowled. “Kindly fuck off, Tetsuro.”
“(L/n).”
“Sorry, Coach.”
The old man looked back at his two third-year players, “I’ll allow it.” You and the boys smiled excitedly. “But, let me talk it over with the other coaches first. While they may or may not know how good of a player she is, this is still a training camp for the boys' teams, so they might be against it anyway.”
You three deflated visibly but understood where the coach was coming from. 
This training camp isn’t for me as a player, so I don’t really understand why they would ask...
You looked down at your hands.
It can’t be helped... I quit on my own. It’s no one’s fault or responsibility but mine that I haven’t played in any matches. 
“-/n)? (Y/n)-chan?” Yaku called to you with a softness in his voice. 
He had immediately picked up on your change in mood at the shutdown of the request from him and Kuroo. The latter had also picked up on it, seeing as he had been a close friend of yours since your junior high days. 
He knew just how painful it was for you to not play, it’s why he convinced the Coaches to let you in on practice rather than just take notes for the team from the sidelines. 
Nekomata hadn’t ever seen you play until the first time you joined in on practice for 3 on 3 matches on a trial run. Kuroo’s lame excuse was that since you were a player yourself as well as their manager, you would have a better time gauging their strengths and weaknesses if you witnessed them firsthand in a match. It wasn’t necessarily wrong, as it certainly did help you gauge their abilities better, but it was still an idiotic excuse.
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
Nekomata gathered the team together in front of the bench. Their two-hour lunch break had just ended, starting the practice matches back up.
You had yet to make your appearance back at the gym. No one knew why just yet, but a certain third-year duo had an inkling.
They were correct of course.
Just as Nekomata finished his little speech with the team and sent them off to warm up, you entered the gym in full volleyball attire.
“You see, our manager was a star player on our school’s girl team. She’s just as tenacious as those boys are, but I think it may also be a good learning opportunity for all of the teams.” Nekomata explained to the other coaches. 
“Huh?”
“I get that she was a player before, but...”
Keishen and Takeda shared a look with one another before the former spoke up. 
“We’d like to go along with it.” Ukai looked around the cafeteria to the players and other managers. “It’s a bit unorthodox, but because she’s a third year, and from what I’ve seen of her games-” Nekomata gave the young coach a look of surprise at that comment- “Nekoma’s manager is a force to be reckoned with.”
“Is that so...” Shinzen’s coach said.
Nekomata pulled you aside as you were refilling the water bottles a while before the practice matches were to start back up. 
“I talked to the other coaches about your request.”
“Chibi-chan is playing!?” Bokuto practically screamed.
Akaashi looked up from their team circle in surprise, as did many other players around the gym, including the resident God-like quick duo.
You tried to act nonchalant about it, but it was starting to be really hard not to focus on all the eyes on you courtesy of the other boys in the gym. 
Yaku grinned in delight. Kuroo gave his signature grin. Kenma looked a bit surprised at your small frame in volleyball gear, but quickly returned to save his game before starting warm-ups. Even Yamamoto had started crying.
“ACK!” Lev scooped you up into his arms and squeezed you as he cheered.
“L-Le-Lev!” 
“OI!” Yaku quickly kicked the back of the first-year’s knees, allowing you to breathe again. Once you were accounted for as safe from Lev, Yaku began berating the first year for quote-unquote “ALMOST KILLING OUR POOR MANAGER” .
You and many others sweat dropped at the two. 
“Uhh, Yaku? We need to warm up now...” you gently patted his shoulder.
You were nervous since the Nekoma boys were the only boys you’ve ever played against, but as soon as you had begun the first match of the afternoon all of your fears melted away. 
Once you were rotated into the match against Fukurodani, switching out with Kuroo, you gave a signal behind your back to tell the team the play you wanted to use. 
You know every single one of their strengths, weaknesses, and plays. You and the Coaches had come up with a large majority of them together, and you studied each player like you were going to have a pop quiz on the team at any given moment. Not to mention you practiced with them literally all the time.  
Bokuto and Akaashi knew you were good, but during the first set, they greatly underestimated just how good you had gotten since the last time they joined Nekoma in a practice match (which was only a few months, but you had also been putting in a lot of work to get back up to your previous level and then some). 
You guys didn’t win the match against the Owls, but it left a mark on their psyche at how close it had ended. 
Scary... they Fukurodani players thought to themselves. 
“What’s your analysis on the players, (L/n)?” Coach asked after your penalties. 
You used a towel to wipe some sweat off your face, staring into the ground blankly. 
“...They’re good,” you said. “But we can also be better. The next time we go against them, I think whenever Bokuto is on the court we need to give him more kill blocks than soft blocks. We gave him way too many soft blocks this time around, myself included.”
“You heard her,” Coach clapped. “Shut down more of #4’s spikes next time, but if you do find the need to intentionally get a one-touch, I advise you to do that as well. Sometimes it can’t be helped, to be honest...”
Nekomata grinned, seeing that Karasuno just got their asses handed to them by Ubugawa. They just started on their dive-receive penalties. 
“We’re against Karasuno next,” Kenma mumbled. 
“That’s right! Lev and (L/n)-senpai were gone for our practice match against them, and those two haven’t shown their ‘weird quick’ yet in front of her,” Inuoka commented.
“Weird quick...?” you inquired. 
Kuroo and Kenma started talking about it. 
“It’s fuckin fast.”
“It’s Shouyo and Kageyama’s extremely fast quick attack.”
You put a hand to your chin, thinking about something. 
The team left you to think, getting into position.
You and Yaku, the last ones to leave the team huddle, started talking strategy for the next match, although Yaku assured you this should be an easy one to win; they were all out of sync and still trying to perfect their new quick attack with Hinata’s eyes open now. Their star players were pretty shitty right now, you had to admit. 
You also knew though, that the second they got their shit together your team would be in an uphill battle. 
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
It was the last day of the training camp. You were excited to finally head home soon, but you would certainly miss seeing your new friends.
Over the course of the training camp, Kuroo and Kenma introduced you properly to some of the players from Karasuno. 
Kuroo had to admit though that he was jealous at the instant click between you and Sugawara, though; it almost made him regret introducing the two of you. This is because while you were a pretty serious person in and out of games, you were an absolute menace to society. Daichi felt the same about Sugawara, just he was exceptionally polite and kind to mask his menace personality (for the most part). 
And because it was the last day, Suga and yourself roped some others into participating in a prank war. 
It started with you replacing Suga’s water for soy sauce in the middle of a game when no one was looking, as retaliation for him putting a shit ton of curry powder in your curry and you had to, uh, retire for the rest of the night. However, what you didn’t know was that you managed to put it in Daichi’s water bottle instead because you were panicking about getting caught by Suga, Kiyoko, or their Coaches.
Daichi thought it was Tanaka and Nishinoya that replaced his water, who in turn thought it had to have been someone like Yamamoto, who thought it was Lev, and so on and so forth. The only people who suspected you of the ‘crime’ were Kuroo, Kenma, and Yaku; they had known you the longest and knew about your... habits. They also knew what had happened with your dinner the previous night, and had the suspicion that you wanted payback. 
Things didn’t get any easier at the celebratory lunch, either. You somehow acquired water balloons and got Bokuto, Hinata, Kageyama, Inuoka, and a couple of others from the other teams to join you in wreaking havoc.
“Ahhh, youth,” Nekomata said at the sight of the large group of high schoolers screaming their heads off while getting absolutely pummeled by the small group of idiots with water balloons.
Keishin Ukai stared at the sight in both horror and shock.
“(Y/NNNNN) (LLL/NNNNN)!”
You froze at the sound of an irritated Kuroo. Yaku was close behind the tall rooster-head, equally if not more irritated. You slowly and mechanically turned to make eye contact with them.
Uh oh.
“Hey, hey....” Kuroo drawled. 
“Tet-Testu I didn’t-”
He and Yaku started sizing you up and you prepared to run for your life.
“(Y/n)....” Yaku muttered when they were within a short distance of you. “GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!!”
“AHHHHHHHHH!!!” You screamed as your favorite fellow third years started chasing you, both soaking wet and attempting to beat your ass like irritated parents.
“I’M SORRYYYYYYY! PLEASE I DON’T WANT TO GET WET IT WAS A JOKE! I SWEEEEAAAAARRRRRR!”
“YOU AREN’T ESCAPING THIS ONE, GET BACK HERE!”
Some had paused their war to look at you getting chased by the Nekoma captain and libero. They watched as you got violently tackled at the top of the hill and then came rolling back down.
Daichi had already corralled his evildoers and was in the middle of scolding them. He paused to smile at the antics before going back into his Dad Mode™ and continuing to yell at his teammates.
“Right.... Youth....” Ukai spit out. 
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kairiscorner · 6 months
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Which teams would be pumped to have/thrive with a foreign manager?
I'm imagining Bokuto being like, "Say something in English!" "Ohio." "No! English!"
OOOOOO omgggg ngl, i think they'd all love to have a foreign manager! they wouldn't mind, they'd all be intrigued of their foreigner manager! though here's some thoughts i had about that :>
the request has been fulfilled here !!
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maycat-19-142 · 8 months
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Haikyuu Nekoma headcannon
A/n:I'm back loving haikyuu again
⚠️:fem coded kinda, losing your mind, just fluff
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When you joined the Nekoma volleyball club you thought "this will be ok and maybe I'll make friends."
Was it ok yes and no
They have had no manger for years so now your here
Kuroo makes sure you don't lose your mind if you haven't yet
Kenma is chill and help you sometimes
Lev loves you like her will lose his ever loving mind if you say anything nice
Yamamoto bragges to Tanaka and noya about finding having a manager
They love you
At camps you and the other manager talk about your teams and their funny moments it is a mess
So many stories that are very embarrassing
Other players will flirt with all the manger so be warned Nekoma will be protecting you
They don't want you lose you
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Have a good day and night 🌙
Pixie out 🧚‍♀️
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rae-is-typing · 2 years
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Being Asahi’s Crush Part Four: On the DL
Description: the team finds out. part four of four. Part one is here! Part two is here! Part three is here!
Characters: you, karasuno vbc, nekoma
Warnings: sexual harassment, kuroo’s haircut
Word Count: 1.3k
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You wanted to keep the fact that the two of you were talking on the down low
Especially because you know what suga was up to
He was not as slick as he thought he was
But you still appreciated it
It wasn’t hard to keep up the act especially cause bb boy is so easily flustered
Whenever you were brought up in conversation, he blushed profusely
Like redder than pantone 18-1664 red 
That’s very red
Daichi wanted to take him to the hospital again
But can you blame the ace?
He still vividly remembered your lips on his cheek and wondered what they would feel like on his own lips
It made him so so embarrassed and it was adorable
But you are a queen that believes in boundaries and consent so you always ask if hes okay with certain things 
You want to go at his pace cause you have a sneaking suspicion that this is first time almost being in a relationship
Yet suga has not caught on yet
But kiyoko did 
What a goddess i love her so much
No one but coach, takeda, yachi, and her have your phone number
So when she sees asahi in your contact list one day when her phone died and she asked to borrow it she was like 👀 okay i see you girl
But she kept her mouth shut cause thats not her business
And she sees how happy asahi has been after the seijoh practice match and she just wants her boys to be happy 
You explained your happiness as joy from getting that stupid brace off
Suga fussed over you a bit, asking over and over again if oikawa made it worse
It was sweet then kinda annoying but you let him do it cause he has to mom someone 
The first years missed the attention just a bit lmao
Not tsukki he thanked god he was left alone
Salty bb boy let us love you
ANYWAYS
Back to kiyoko
You and her made a bet once you knew that she knew
How long would it take for the team to catch on?
She said a month
You said two weeks
It was much much longer than that lmaooooo
They are fucking clueless
So clueless
Like cher horowitz has nothing on this murder of crows
Fun fact that movie is older than me
You even contemplated walking up to asahi in the middle of practice and kissing him
But you knew that’d make him so uncomfortable so of course you didn’t
So it was a good two and a half months after the seijoh match and it was time for summer training camp
Im not quite sure about the timeline here, so pls just go with it thanks 
So 
Here you are being all gorgeous
stop arguing w me youre fucking beautiful
Trying not to melt like the wicked witch of the west in the heat
You and asahi decided to make it official
And you were so so so happy
But you still wanted to keep it on the down low cause it was just… easier
But you did have a chat before summer training camp about what he wanted you to do when you got hit on
Let's be honest my love its gonna happen
You're amazing and these boys WISH they had a chance w you
But the second you fell on your ass in front of him, you knew
You knew he was the man for you
Now he didn’t get jealous easily
But you were one to banter and laugh along with people you talk to 
And he knows a lot of the people attending the training camp interpret that as flirting, especially because asahi is acquainted with most of them
So he asked that keep it strictly platonic with firm and clear boundaries that won’t disrespect the budding relationship
You were all for it
And similarly, he asked about your boundaries 
And you basically said the same
Platonic, firm, clear boundaries
And honestly, with that anxiety out of the way, you were excited
Then you got off the bus
You and asahi sat together as always and you had fallen asleep holding hands
Again, it was incredible that no one had caught on yet
Not even suga!!!!
But he was busy so you just shrugged
Like it wasn’t a secret
But you weren’t shouting it on the rooftops
If someone asked, you would answer honestly
But the boys are dramatic and it could make them lose focus of their goals and that was the last thing you wanted for them
So you waited
BACK TO THE PROGRAM OMG
Sorry i go on tangents lololol
As i was saying, you got off the bus and you were greeted by nekoma 
Kuroo, more specifically 
He smirked down at you as you stretched. “I definitely haven’t met you before. I wouldn’t forget such a pretty face.”
You kept a straight face and noticed Asahi tense a bit behind you. “We definitely haven’t met. I wouldn’t forget such a tragic haircut.”
The boys snicker behind you
Even some of nekoma laugh
Kuroo guffawed while you walked passed him paying him no mind
Asahi doesn't know if he should apologize or laugh
But this sets the tone for the rest of camp
You always shut down all flirting attempts with grace and cheek
But then some douche from a random school does not take no for an answer 
Hes all 
“Cmon girl, i can show you a real good time…”
“Let me smack that ass like a volleyball.”
Other gross comments that men make towards a clearly uninterested party minding their own fucking business
Thats when you snap
Cause people like douche nozzle over here dont see women and femme presenting folks as people, they see us as prizes
It is an unfortunate reality 
“I have a boyfriend.” Is what you have been saying on repeat
But hes all 
“He ain’t here,” and “He doesn’t have to find out.”
But Asahi is there
And tall
And intimidating on the court
So when Karasuno is up against this fucker’s team, the gloves come off
Every single spike is aimed at him 
Karasuno wins
But this does not stop the clown
He has a audacity to ask for a kiss as consolation 
He leans in
Now the team is prepared to beat the shit out of this fucker 
Noya and Tanaka specifically
But Daichi is warming up too
But everyone is shocked at what happens next
before you break his nose, Asahi grabs this man by the back of his jersey and  d r a g s  him to his coach and says 
“Your player has been sexually harassing our manager. Fix him.” 
He tosses him down and returns to you
You smile and nod proudly as he hugs you and ask if you're okay
“I’m always okay when you’re here.”
Awww youre so cute it makes me sick
Anyways he's feeling a bit possessive so you peck each other on the lips
The team is flabbergasted
Never has asahi azumane been so bold 
Suga is a proud mom
Daichi is conflicted between shaming the pda and patting his buddy on the back
Hinata is :D cause his senpais are so cute together
Tsuki and Kags are over it 
Kiyoko is like “about time”
Yachi is blushing like mad cause pda 
Yams is too
Noya and tanaka are mourning their chances
Then noya slaps asahi on the back and is like “way to go, you snagged a hottie”
And asahi is now a blushing puddle
a far cry from the badass he was seconds ago
when they find out that you’ve been talking for almost nine weeks and made it official already everyone is like ???
How??? Did we??? Miss this??????????
They want all the juicy details but then coach is like “Get back to work >:(“ 
The rest of camp is people teasing asahi about how whipped he is and you being slightly more publicly affectionate 
Although we do keep boundaries in mind my friends
So all in all
Asahi is whipped
Operation gag needed very little outside influence cause you know what you want
Karasuno is a team of bamfs 
You are very happy you made the first move
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@rebloging-everything
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justmywriting1313 · 2 years
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|| MASTER LIST || (HAIKYUU)
If the 18+ sign is in brackets that means just that part of a multi-series is NSFW but if its not then the entire fic as in all the parts are above 18. 
A- Angst/ F- Fluff/ S- Smut/ R- Requested/ H/C - Hurt/Comfort
☀︎ - Fem M/C  ☼ - Male M/C   ☽ - GN M/C
💜 - Personal Favourite
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Full Fics
Referee’s dont fall in love Part 1, Part 2 (Osamu x Reader) ☀︎F/S 💜 
Taken for Granted... Part 1, (MSBY 4 + Meian + Iwa x Reader) A/F ☽
Miscellaneous (Multi-characters):
Throw words out... Parts 1, filler, Part 2 (Suna x reader x Osamu) H/C ☽
Words once said cannot be unsaid... Part 1, Part 2 (Filler), Part 3 (Suna x reader x Osamu) A/F
His favourite places to kiss (Tsukishima x reader) H/C
Aggressively Affectionate (Sakusa x reader) H/C
Soft (Osamu x reader) F
Hq Brainrot (18+):
Hq Horny thoughts: Quickies? 18+ (Suna x reader x Osamu) ☀︎
Hq Horny thoughts: Panties? 18+ (Tendo x Reader x Ushijima) ☀︎
Prompt List Based:
 14, 17, 138 with timeskip! Sakusa x reader TW ☽ A/H/C
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pinkykats-place · 2 years
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Haikyuu x male manager reader fics
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Art not mine! Stories not mine!
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armins-main-hoe · 7 months
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HI HELLO!!! I would like 2 request some haikyuu! Manager fluffy headcanons please??? Some of the fem! reader being chubby and popular, it can be either platonic or romantic! I also love your writing ✍️ have a good day/night 💗💗
Hello! That is honestly such a cute request and I have a few ideas for it hehehe
I’m going to do this for Karasuno and Nekoma, if you would like other teams, send in a request again saying which ones you want.
(For those who have sent in requests, don't worry, I'm getting round to writing them all up)
“Nah, I think she’s perfect the way she is”
Karasuno
In all honesty, you were really into music and you wanted to sign up for a music club, so when you found yourself standing in the gym, you couldn’t have felt any more out of place.
It seems there was a bit of a mix up with the sign up sheets and you ended up becoming the manager for the boy’s volleyball team.
You don’t know shit about volleyball.
You talked with the teachers and they said it may take some time for them to go through the sign up sheets and find an empty spot in the music club for you to switch into.
So for now, it seems like you're stuck being the boy's volleyball manager.
On your first day, you were very confused about what exactly you should be doing. I mean the team already has a coach and an qualified teacher with them, what can a student manager do?
So you just sat around, watching the boys practice while the coach yells at them. You weren't going to lie, you got a little bored...
Next few days, you would do the same thing, you even used the time to get homework done, since you thought you'd rather do something than do nothing.
You won't lie to yourself, you weren't popular, or that's what you thought, just known by everyone because of how you looked. You knew you weighed more than the other girls in your class, it didn't bother you all that much and you did always try to see the better side of things.
But that doesn't mean that everyone else thought the same.
You were eating lunch with your friends in the school courtyard when a student walking by with his friends yelled out names at you like "piggy", "diabeto" and "fat cow". You didn't really take words like that to heart, they never were all that creative with the name calling.
However, before you or your friends could say anything, a boy from the volleyball team (you pick who) came and stood up for you.
You watched as he stood in front of you and started yelling back at the boy who was name calling you. "I think she's perfect the way she is!"
As you watched him, you couldn't help but wonder "had he always been this good looking? I hadn't noticed before...."
Funny how now you suddenly feel motivated to actually look into volleyball.
So next time there was a practice, you came prepared. You did your research, you learned the basic rules of volleyball and asked other sport manager's what they do.
The boys were surprised to see you suddenly interested since you usually sat in a corner dong homework.
"The teachers are taking forever with sorting the mess up, I didn't think I'd actually be here for here for this long. But since I am, I might as well help out." You shrugged when they questioned it. It wasn't a lie completely but it wasn't the only reason.
You glanced over to the boy who stood up for you the other day before quickly looking away again, he was smiling at you.
As the weeks passed, you began to pick up more and more about volleyball. It wasn't long before you memorized the positions and each player's weakness and strength.
The other boys were quick to notice your little crush and thought that it was probably why you decided to stick around, but later they began to feel like you genuinely enjoying being manager as well. You weren't a bad manager either, you helped everyone equally and the team as a whole.
Nishinoya was little shit though, you were kind and nice to everyone but with him, you're patience wore down thin.
You did get an offer to change clubs and go do the music club you wanted, you thought of going to both volleyball and music but the timings clashed often so you had no choice but to pick.
Volleyball or music?
Oh well, you can practice music at home and the weekends, it's not like you can see your crush at home or the weekends, right?
You kinda knew making decisions based off of a boy wasn't really good for you but even if you wouldn't admit it, you kinda liked playing manager.
You actually found it fun.
When you told the boys that you were staying as their manager, you were taken back by their cheer.
"We were worried that you'd leave us when you get the chance to join the music cub" Hinata said.
"Sure, we didn't get off too well in the beginning but we like having you around now" Suga smiled at you.
The others nodded their head and in that moment, you felt immense happiness wash over you, your face felt a little hot from the praise and you felt a little embarrassed.
"Thanks guys, I promise to get better at being a manager too. I still have a lot to learn."
At the end of practice, you were helping clean up along with your not so secret crush.
"You know Y/N, I hope you don't mind what the others say about you."
You look at him. "Say what?"
"About your looks. It doesn't matter what a person looks like as long as they are happy and healthy." He says, looking at you with a sincere expression.
"Oh that, don't worry, I'm basically immune to those childish name callings, but thank you anyway for looking out for me" You smiled at him.
As you both continued to talk, you didn't see the rest of the boys spying on you both through the windows, silently cheering you and your crush on. They all are VERY supportive of you both, even though they all suck ass at being cupid.
Nekoma
No one and I mean no one has ever thought of bad mouthing you.
You quite literally were the sweetest girl in the whole school, always having pure intentions. No one could ever hate you, you got along with everyone.
You heard the volleyball club was looking for a manager for a while now with no luck so you decided to give it a go.
"hello I'm-"
"Y/N!" A few of them called out, running over to you. You recognised nearly all of the members, you had spoken to them at some point during your time as school, even the ones that were not in your year. You knew the basics of volleyball since the school sometimes made you do that in your Physical Education class.
Yamamoto was all over the place, he could basically explode with how much joy he felt. His team finally got a manager. He was so going to boast about it to his friends outside of school.
What amazed you was how seriously the boys took the sport, you weren't all that much into sports or anything really, you struggled to find something to actually be that passionate about that could lead into a future career.
So you weren't able to understand but respected their dedication and efforts nonetheless.
You were really good and hyping the boys up and giving them motivation when they needed it, some of them became very fond of you.
Kenma would sometimes try to hide behind you whenever Kuroo would be scolding him, you would give kuroo a sweet smile and lie to his face saying "I haven't seen Kenma all day!"
Whenever lev would to the same, it wouldn't work out the same but you found it enduring still. You would let out a laugh before acting like insanely tall guy was actually able to hide perfectly behind you.
Yaku would often tut at you for playing along, saying that lev needs to learn but you keep taking the seriousness out of it.
"But he has gotten better though, hasn't he?" you would say back.
"Not enough!" yaku would reply back before huffing away.
Though despite you being all smiles and sunshines most of the time, you did have moments where you would get a bit serious.
During tournaments specifically, the boys were good, really good even but so were other teams.
When you get nervous you would become quite and have a serious frown on your face.
Kinda scared the boys a bit ngl-
lev would laugh tho.
Maybe kuroo too.
They find it cute more than scary okay?
You would give them a pep talk before their very first game, promising to buy them all ice cream if they come first place.
Though no one at your school has ever badmouthed you, that doesn't mean people from other schools wouldn't.
Since you were on the chubby side, you were prone to some bullying when you were younger, though in middle school it died down a lot. The boys never saw you differently because of your weight though, you were sweet and a really good manager to them so why wouldn't they adore you?
So when they would overhear people from other schools making fun of you just because of something as little as your weight, they didn't take it that lightly.
They would only stop yelling threats and curse words when their next match is about to start or the "bad mouther" runs away. Kuroo once nearly got a bit physical too.
You would then tell them to ignore that when it happens since there is not use wasting breath over people like that, it's not like you take what they say to heart anyway... well most of the time anyway.
But like always. the team refused to ever ignore anyone making fun of you.
It's almost like you have a bunch of protective brothers, they sometimes tease you but no one else can.
I do hope you like it! Let me know if you want more :)
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Karasuno, Shiratorizawa, Inarizaki and Nekoma:
Manager has an Art Exibit
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Karasuno x GN! Manager; Shiratorizawa x GN!Manager; Inarizaki x GN! Manager; Nekoma x GN! Manager
Warnings: PURE FLUFF, light swearing
A/N: This is an Anon request
Karasuno
The most feral of the 4 teams
I think we all know this but just to reiterate
Literally, I don’t care if they know absolutely nothing about art
The fact is they all suddenly become FASCINATED by it just because their manager is into it
Asahi has the most appreciate, followed by Kiyoko and Yachi
When they first find out you are into Art, they demand to see what you do daily
Idk if you only added one line to a drawing or maybe planned a new piece of pottery
These boys will be so into it!
They will ask the same question daily which is “can you teach me YN?”
When you tell them you have an exhibit coming up, they don’t even ask if they are invited
They just assume 😌
If it’s at a fancy place, they were their school uniforms because it’s the nicest thing they own 🤣
Daichi reminds them to keep the volume to a minimum
Hinata tells Kageyama not to look at anything breakable because his face is ugly/scary enough to break it on site
The “iTs My FaCe AsShOlE” speech follows
Tsukki is actually semi interested and wanders around looking at the exhibits
Noya and Tanaka glare at everyone until they say how amazing your pieces are 🙄
Ennoshita tells you that he will forcefully remove them if needed
Suga actually asks detailed questions about your work and super interested
Hinata is forced to stay next to Yamaguchi so he doesn’t accidentally break anything
All in all, solid 20/10 support and 6/10 safety around breakable pieces 🥰
Shiratorizawa
The most regal of the teams
Literally they showed up, literally in suits YN
SUITS 🫡
Someone quick, take a picture for your memory wall 📱
Honestly they don’t talk about your art much because volleyball practice is for volleyball
But after practice, Semi, Reon and Tendou show the most interest
Semi is super into your style and is always looking at your sketches/ finished products
Reon and Tendou are just super supportive, giving feedback and wanting to learn more
Ushijima doesn’t say anything BUT he is totally listening and storing away everything you say
Goshiki, well Goshiki tries 😅
He wants to know more but the boy doesn’t have a creative bone in his body
He is the definition of a “super volleyball idiot”
Shirabu and Kawanishi don’t really understand art but they still encourage you none the less
At your exhibit, they all walk the floor together
Like a flock of birds 😂
One of them moves and they others follow
They only mingle with you and keep a close eye on your work
Literally they don’t want anyone messing with all the hard work you’ve put in
You’ll talk with them about what you’ve done and that’s when Ushijima surprises you
“I see you used the light purple over the dark purple Yn, that was an excellent move.”
The team 👉🏻👁️👄👁️
Tendou 👉🏻🖐🏻👁️⭕️👁️🖐🏻
You 👉🏻🥹
These boys adore you so much YN, solid 10/10!
Inarizaki
Kita puts it on the board in the teams locker room
“YN’s art exhibit at 7pm TUESDAY NIGHT! Show up or I’ll make sure you get benched!” -Kita ❤️
That message was meant for one person and one person only
And I think we all know who 👀
*cough* ATSUMU *cough*
It’s not that Atsumu doesn’t support you, it’s just that his brain really only functions on volleyball
Kita and Aran will use every change they get to hype up your art work
Omimi suggests they use it in volleyball somehow
Even if it’s pottery or creative writing, they find a way
Akagi is super interested in what you do, always asking questions
Suna sits by you while you work, you have an unspoken relationship of just silent co-existence
He’s super peaceful 😌
Ginjima is a hype man, literally show him your new work and he will scream your praises
Osamu and you both encourage each other in your chosen talents
You taste his creations and give feedback and he critics your art
He’s an honest boy and we support it!
Riseki, our sweet baby, just loves supporting you because it makes you smile
At the exhibit, they honestly act semi normal
Atsumu and Osamu promised not to fight
Suna and Ginjima stood in between Samu and Sumu so they DIDNT fight
Kita, Aran, Omimi and Akagi are all like ridiculously interested in art
Like they talk to you about all the exhibits and point out their favs
Riseki kind of stands there, awkward but he tries
Sumu compares art to volleyball and how he’s basically the artist of the team
Samu tells Sumu that volleyball is a sport, not an art which leads to fighting
Which then leads to Suna and Gibjima having to take the children home early
Solid 10/10 moral support but they might cause you a lot of stress 😅
Nekoma
I’m calling it, best team for Art Exibit support goes to Nekoma 🏆
Literally they are the most calm of all of the teams here and definitely beyond supportive
Literally YN, they worship the ground you walk on
So when they find out you are into Art, oh lord
They bug you non-stop to show them what you’re doing
Kuroo doesn’t even need to remind them you have an exibit, they just show up
Kai and Yaku are your support system, giving feedback and helping you carry things and organize everything
Yamamoto is security, hype man and literally #1 Yn simp
Kenma thinks your art is awesome and you’re one of the only people he talks to regularly
Lev, Shibayama, and Inuoka literally adore you so much and want to know everything about your art
Fukunaga, a fellow artist but with words, literally always knows just the thing to say to cheer you up
And Kuroo talks about how you are the carbohydrates that fuel the team 😂
Because he would and we all know it
At your exhibit, they are the first to show up and the last to leave
Kenma might sneak off and play a game or two
But the rest are super interested
Kai takes photos, if allowed, and posts them in the teams group chat
Yaku will discuss every single exibit with you
Kuroo stands around like a proud dad 😂
Lev critics things because he’s an honest boy even thought he knows nothing about art
Inuoka and Shibayama literally just gawk at you because you are so cute when you are happy
Yamamoto is alot like Tanaka and Noya but a tiny bit tamer
Fukunaga takes notes on what he wants to talk to you about later when he finally gets to discuss your art with you
100/10 support
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tooruchisposts · 2 years
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Hi! Welcome to your daydreams (for the attention seeking-girls) ! <3
— about me
• Lalá
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Blog & requests
• I mainly write headcannons for Haikyuu!! teams x manager!reader
example: Being Karasuno’s manger!
• this is extremely self-indulgent!
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Nekoma x (Future) F!Manager Reader
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A/N: this is almost entirely self indulgent, so... indulge me. 
CW: vague descriptions of anxiety induced thoughts, reader uses she/her pronouns. 
“Finding an extracurricular or joining a club can’t be too hard: just find something. And fast— I’m pretty sure everything is closing up soon.”
Easier said than done months into school, where cliques had already formed and groups had solidified. Wrinkled fliers sat at the bottom of a bookbag, some had been neatly folded but lost to the constant movement of books and notebooks. The school day was coming to an end, and it seemed like there were less options than one would think possible.
Sighing to yourself, it felt like the hopeless feeling in your chest was going to stay. Your family was still hounding you to do some type of after school activities, but any of the options they threw at you just didn’t sound appealing. You walked quietly, glancing into each classroom, some empty, some not. No one really looked up from what they were doing, not that you could blame them.
Guess it’s easier to join a club when you don’t panic at simple social interactions, You mused to yourself, tightening your grip on your bag, You don’t freak others out.
You made your way outside of the school, thanking your lucky stars it was nice out. Seemed like you had created a new routine— wander around after school, awe at some gardens, pet some stray cats, visit some local stores, before making your way home and lying to your family, saying things like:
“I was just talking to different clubs— I wanna make sure I choose the right one.”
“We were discussing their schedules and I’m not sure if it’ll fit mine.”
“The club members were rude, I don’t think I’d turn out great if I joined.”
Lying was becoming second nature and you hated it, but the guilt tripping of your family was worse. Pausing your steps you noticed that standing in the normal path you’d take was a group, from the looks of it some outdoorsy club, talking and laughing loudly. You didn’t want to walk past them, so you turned on your heel, moving to walk the opposite way that you normally did.
You didn’t often walk this way outside of school, so this was a nice change of scenery. And the image wasn’t the only new information your brain was processing. The echoing yells and squeaking of sneakers caught your attention, your gaze being drawn to the gym nearest you. You had never been a fan of sports— no one in your family really played them so you just never cared too much— but whatever was happening was loud and fast paced.
Your curiosity peaked to say the least, plus, you needed to kill time.
So you made your way near, noting you wouldn’t be able to easily peek in through the windows, but lucky for you, the gym door was cracked. Hoping they were all too distracted to notice you, you crept closer, quietly laying your bag down on the concrete. Looking inside, it took you a moment to adjust to all the movement before your eyes.
Oh— the volleyball team. 
You didn’t know too much about volleyball— you knew your school's team used to be a big deal, they had even had their own rival team. You had seen their games on TV in passing, and it had seemed of the more entertaining of sports, and seeing the team before you move and shout the way they were made you agree with that passing thought.
“Damn it!”
The loud shout nearly made you jump, and your gaze was drawn to one of the members. The guy had a bleached mohawk type hairstyle, and you vaguely recognized him. You were both second years, so you’d seen him in passing, and his presence was loud— hard to forget. He was glaring at the ball rolling across the court as if it had personally offended him.
“Brush it off!”
Instead of calming down the guy merely looked more annoyed, pointing an angry finger at the one who had said it— a shorter looking guy, soft sandy blonde hair sticking to his forehead with sweat.
“I’ve been trying to brush it off all practice!”
The guy being yelled at rolled his eyes, more annoyed that this conversation was happening than being yelled at.
“Then hurry up and get over it.”
He received an annoyed grunt as the guy moved to grab the volleyball, still glaring intensely as he stomped across the gym.
You recognized one person— a tall guy with weirdly spiked, black hair, carrying a ball under his arm, eyes caught on something across the room. 
“Kenma,” Or someone, you mused, “You planning on practicing today?”
Whoever he was speaking to must have responded, cause he just sighed to himself, shaking his head good naturedly. 
“Um,” A voice from outside the gym startled you, and you froze in place, the gentle questioning tone coming from behind you, “Hello?”
You turned quickly, heart hammering in your chest, cheeks flushed with embarrassment at being caught. It was the coach— or one of the coaches, scratching at the back of his head curiously. He had some rough facial hair, and he looked chiseled and relatively intimidating.
What the hell were you supposed to say?
“Did you come to watch them practice?”
You stammered, mouth agape like a floundering fish, eyes darting from him to the pathway behind him, hands clutching almost desperately at the bottom of your blazer. He seemed to notice your nerves, and smiled softly.
“You know it’s far more entertaining to watch inside.” He stepped forward, passing you quickly, hand laying on the side of the door, “Do you want to come in?”
No.
No you did not want to enter a gym filled with strangers and have them all notice you and stare at you and wonder what you were doing there and why you were there—
But wait. Wouldn’t it be weirder if he went inside and said some girl was standing outside and peeking in through the cracked door then ran away after meeting the coach?
You didn’t trust your voice, so you nodded meekly, reaching down to grab your bag, desperately trying to keep your hands from trembling from anxiety. He smiled at you, reassurance on his face, but he paused before opening the door.
“Were you thinking about joining a club, if I may ask?”
“Oh!” You verbalized your surprise, unsure of what to make of the curious yet hopeful look on his face.
He took that as an answer though, turning towards the entrance and opening the door fully.
“Alright boys,” The gym came to a stand still, and, yup, you regret your decision in not booking it when you had the chance.
They had all definitely seen you now, curious eyes studying the timid girl standing behind their couch. He stepped to the side, allowing you to enter beside him, knuckles turning white from the desperate grip you had on the straps of your bag.
The coach motioned towards you, “This is…” He trailed off, glancing towards you.
Oh— oh you needed to respond.
“Uh— (L/N). (F/N). (L/N) (F/N).” It took you a moment to remember yourself, and you bowed quickly, almost stumbling forward; you could feel your cheeks burning up to the tips of your ears.
Who stumbles over their own introduction this bad?
But the coach didn’t seem to mind, “This is (L/N), she’s going to watch your practice today.”
Kuroo was the only person you recognized by face and name, and he was staring right at you, head tilted curiously. You assumed the other two near him were also third years— your upper classmen were staring at you— were they judging you too? 
“So I expect you all to be on your best behavior,” He put emphasis on his words, and you followed his gaze to the one who had yelled at the ball earlier.
His cheeks were red, probably rivaling the look on your face, and he was staring at you. You could feel yourself tense at being under his gaze, desperately trying to look away and not make eye contact with him. A few of the guys chuckled quietly. 
“And put on a good show,” His voice dropped the serious tone, taking on a light, teasing tone, nodding good naturedly.
The boys nodded, shouts of agreement ringing out before they disbanded. You felt your breath catch as the three upperclassmen walked over, shoulders almost up to your ears as they approached.
The shorter one of the three, the one you had seen earlier, smiled at you, and while the two of you weren’t far from the same height, he still seemed… very intimidating.
“I’m Yaku Morisuke, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
You couldn’t form a response, so you stuck to nodding, trying your best to smile back at him. 
“Kai Nobuyuki, it’s good to meet you.”
Kuroo stared down at you, and you felt like a puppy with their tail tucked between their legs. Have you done something wrong? Already?
“Kuroo Tetsuro.” He paused, seeming to try and piece together his next words, “What brings you to our practice?”
You blanched at the question, and your face must have shown it, because Yaku was quick to elbow the taller man. Kuroo jumped at the jab, “Ow— dude.”
“Ignore him.”
The coach stepped forward, finishing his side conversation, “Well it’s not for certain, but if she’s still looking for an afterschool club or such and will have us, we may have found ourselves a manager.”
A manager?
Manager.
You looked towards the older man with wide eyes— that was definitely not the reason you were here. You had come this way to avoid social interactions— and you were failing that miserably. 
However, the eyes of the three before you lit up, small, almost hopeful grins on their faces.
“Yeah?” Kuroo looked down towards you, “You up for manager position?”
“Well,” You swallowed, flinching at your own, small voice crack, “I— I didn’t know you all— that you were— I mean—”
“You don’t need to decide now,” Yaku stepped in to save you from your own floundering words, “Obviously you just met us.”
A whistle was blown, and everyone’s attention was drawn over. An older man was standing on the sides, a lazy, almost cat-like grin on his face, “Alright boys, get yourselves into position. Let’s give our guest a show she won’t forget.”
Kuroo, Kai, and Yaku all bowed towards you, before moving back to the court. You were led over to the other man by Coach Naoi, as he now introduced himself. The older man was Coach Nekomada, and apparently he had been with Nekoma for a while.
“I was wonderin’ if you were ever gonna come inside.”
You felt your blood run cold through your veins, and the embarrassment from earlier was now ten fold.
“I— I’m so sorry, sir! I didn’t mean to interrupt or intrude—”
He laughed loudly, “Nonsense! Nothing gets these knuckleheads more fired up than an audience.” A loud yelp was heard, and you turned in time to see the one with the mohawk rubbing the back of his head, seeming to be getting yelled at by Yaku.
You heard Nekomata sigh, “Some more than others.”
You couldn’t help but laugh slightly, he seemed like a tired uncle— or grandfather. He was quiet for a moment, and you turned to watch as the team was split in two, groups on either side of the net.
“So, (L/N), tell me, what all do you know about volleyball?”
“Oh, uh, not much,” You spoke honestly, watching as the ball was set into motion, the sound of sneakers and the ball hitting skin breaking the momentary silence, “I don’t know anyone who plays it… and I never really watched it.”
You weren’t even entirely sure what was happening before you— and now they had their hopes on you becoming their manager? They were to be sorely disappointed. You tried hinting at this to Coach Nekomata, though your eyes were seemingly glued to the game before you.
“I don’t really know… terms or anything,” The ball never touched the ground— and you knew that that was the whole point— but watching it in action was new, “Or the positions.”
Every sport had different positions, different plays, different everything. And you felt like you knew none of them. You frowned, the excitement had seemed to rub off on you, and you were almost… hopeful, watching the ball get closer and closer to touching the ground.
You wanted to witness at least one point get scored before you let them down by saying you couldn’t be their manager. Then you’d just do your best to avoid all of them in school so they didn’t get mad at you or annoyed with you or try and pressure you to join.
“So I’m not sure… how useful I’d be.”
You received a hum in response, “Well, not everyone here started off with all the knowledge they had now, nor the power and capability.”
Watching how they played— how they appeared to move in sync, you doubted that.
“They learned as they played, they’ve failed and hurt themselves, and look at them now.” He sounded proud as he spoke, and the rawness made your heart ache.
You wanted to feel that, about yourself, about an accomplishment of yours. But the pride could be easily diminished, and you let out a soft sigh, “I’m not sure I’d be the best student at this, learning it all to be of any help.”
He didn’t respond, and you stayed quiet, watching the game, noting the annoyed looks on faces as the ball continued to refuse to fall, the shouts and grunts as they moved quickly, but never desperately, never tiredly. 
“I don’t think I’m—”
The echoing of the next move silenced you, and you swore you could feel both impacts of the ball in your chest. The guy from earlier had hit the ball, and it had finally gone over the net, breaking past the others and slamming into the ground. It ricocheted off the floor, smacking into the wall behind them. The sight, the sound, the impact— all those left you stunned, eyes wide in awe at the strength and force before you.
You hadn’t… seen something like that before.
And he looked so proud of himself, scoring the first goal of the game. His side looked excited, energetic. And the others didn’t look disappointed, or upset, they looked hungry, ready to steal that point back.
The excitement that had been steadily growing was practically making you vibrate now, and you could almost feel a smug aura from Coach Nekomata from beside you. He cleared his throat, and you tore your gaze away from the court.
“That wasn’t even the best Yamamoto can do,” His eyes were twinkling, “Not the best the entire team can do.”
You couldn’t leave now— you had to watch the game, to watch the plays. You got why people enjoyed sports— playing and watching them— but now you understood. 
“What,” You licked your lips, “What all does a manager need to do?”
He grinned, turning to look back at the game, “We’ll get to that, but for now, welcome to the Nekoma team, little manager.”
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