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shxtodxroki · 11 months

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𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜: 𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚘 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙿𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝙱𝚢 𝙳𝚘𝚍𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜

Summary: How do the Karasuno boys react when their s/o decides to prank them by purposefully dodging their kisses?

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of food

Characters: Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama, Yu Nishinoya, Asahi Azumane, Koshi Sugawara, Daichi Sawamura

Word Count: 3.1k

You can find a My Hero Academia version of these headcanons here if you're interested! Also, this is my first Haikyuu post and I only have 1 other Haikyuu request sitting in my inbox, so feel free to send in Haikyuu requests if you have any! :)

♡ Shoyo Hinata ♡

- Shoyo’s very relaxed whenever you’re around, he’s just so content and happy whenever it comes to you that the thought of you pulling something like this would never even cross his mind, so it’s really easy to prank him and get a funny reaction from your adorably hyper boyfriend

- Oooooh Shoyo is not happy when you pull a prank like this, he loves his kisses, especially after a long day and he won’t appreciate you hiding away from them >:(

- It’s a habit in your relationship for you and Shoyo to meet up after your last class of the day, allowing you to walk him to practice after school and sometimes even stay to watch if you have nothing else going on that day, so you knew this would be the best time for you to try out this little prank >:)

- Of course you greet your boyfriend just like you typically would, wrapping him up in a warm hug before interlacing your fingers with his as he starts chatting with you about his day and the two of you make your way to the practice area so as not to arise any suspicion from him

- And of course Shoyo in none the wiser, excitedly swinging your connected hands back and forth between the two of you as he tells you about the awesome grade he got on his biology test and looks at you expectantly for your response

- “That’s great, Shoyo! I’m so proud of you, I told you that all the studying you did would pay off. I know it was exhausting trying to balance studying and practice, but I knew you could do it.” You smile as you praise your boyfriend, heart melting at the way he beams in response to your words

- But when he leans in for a kiss to celebrate his good grade, you know it’s time to put the prank into action, so you step to the side and watch in horror as your boyfriend faceplants directly onto the sidewalk in front of you, kissing the pavement as he scrambles to pull himself up

- “...What was that for?” Shoyo exclaims after a minute, frowning at you and pointing to where he had just fallen face-first for emphasis. His grumpy, pouty face was positively adorable, and it caused you to immediately lose your resolve as you started laughing and moved to hug your boyfriend in apology

- “I’m so sorry babe, I was just messing with you. Come here, let me make it up to you.” You laugh as you apologize to him, leaning in to kiss the pout off of his face as Shoyo wraps his arms around you tightly

- “I expect at least 10 more kisses from you as an apology for making me fall on my face and embarrass myself, you know.” He responds, and the wide grin on his face when you award him his promised kisses and then some causes your heart to bubble in admiration for the boy, smiling at him and promising to never pull a prank like this again as you finally resume walking him to practice

♡ Tobio Kageyama ♡

- This kind of prank honestly just confuses poor Tobio, he doesn’t really get that it’s a prank at it just leaves him confused, grumpy and needy for your affection :/

- He’s very easy to prank, but also so oblivious that you’d literally have to spell out that it was a prank in order for him to understand. So you know that you’re probably going to regret doing this to him, but you just have to satisfy your curiosity and see for certain how he’ll react

- So you decide to put your plan into action one day after practice, giggling in anticipation as your boyfriend swiftly makes his way from the court over to your side as he reaches out to grab his water bottle from your hand

- “Thank you, Y/n.” he says, gulping down the water before handing the bottle back to you, moving to grab your hand and squeeze it as his silent show of appreciation and affection for you

- “Of course, babe. You’re doing amazing today, always make me so proud.” You praise your boyfriend, watching his cheeks get dusted with a light pink hue as he smiles shyly at you. Usually Tobio wasn’t very big on PDA, but complimenting him after a game or practice was always the best way to get a kiss out of him, and you took advantage of that knowledge in order to put your prank into place

- “Why did you do that?” He asks simply, putting his hand up to smell his breath as he asks. “I think my breath smells fine… is it because I’m too sweaty? That’s never seemed to bother you before though…” Tobio searches for a reason to your sudden odd behavior, pouting as he waits for you to answer him

- And your adorable boyfriend fell right into your trap, leaning in and closing his eyes in hopes of pressing a quick peck to your cheek, only for his lips to meet nothing but air

- Confused, Tobio quickly pulled back to look at you questioningly, debating why you had avoided his kiss in his mind as he gazed intently at you

- “What do you mean, babe? I didn’t do anything!” You respond just to mess with him, biting back a smirk as his pout turns into a small scowl and he grows even more confused and frustrated

- As he continues to ask you why you’re doing this to him you decide to finally give in, giggling and leaning in to give your boyfriend his long-awaited peck as you fluster him with the sudden contact and leave him more confused than ever at your sudden switch-up

- “Yes you did, I tried to kiss you and you moved away!” He responds, wrapping his arms around you as he stares into your eyes, searching for an explanation. “...Did I make you mad or something? I don’t think I did anything to upset you, but if I did, I’m sorry and I didn’t mean it.”

- “I was just messing with you, Tobio. You looked so cute, all confused and pouty.” You respond as you press another kiss to your boyfriend’s nose, giggling again as he grumbles about how he’s not “cute” but still allows you to fawn over him because secretly, he really likes it <3

♡ Yu Nishinoya ♡

- Oh I just know that he would hate this prank the most out of all the boys, Noya thrives off of your kisses and it is downright cruel in his eyes to deprive him of them :’(

- His feelings are hurt, his day is ruined, it's the whole 9 yards of dramatics with this man when you pull a prank like this on him lol so make sure you know what you’re getting into when you decide to do this

- You decide to pull this prank in the privacy of your own home after school while helping Noya study, since you know that if you did this in front of anyone else, he’d only get more upset. At least when it’s just the two of you, you’re the only one who will have to witness his whining, so you opt for privacy when pulling this prank on your incredibly needy boyfriend

- It works and it gets your boyfriend motivated enough to actually try when studying, though, so you’ll take it!

- You see, the two of you have developed a system when it comes to studying, because it can be… difficult to get Noya motivated to actually sit down and study

- So when you both have time, you review questions with him, and reward each correct answer with a kiss like the cheesy couple you are

- Unfortunately, though, you have to momentarily throw a wrench into this system in order to follow through with this prank

- So when you nod approvingly at your boyfriend’s correct answer to the last question you asked him and you see the bright grin spread across his face as his arms immediately reach out for you, you steel yourself and force your head to turn away from his eager kiss

- And of course, Noya immediately freezes when his lips meet your cheek rather than your lips like he was expecting, taking a moment to process before pulling back, frowning and giving you the most wounded look you’ve ever seen from your typically bright, energetic boyfriend

- “Baaaabe, why would you do that to me?!” He immediately starts whining, arms wrapping around you as he buries his face in your chest with his lips still stuck in a pout

- “Oh my god you big baby, you’re so dramatic.” You tease him for just a moment longer before you’re willing to give in, a mischievous smirk across your face as you playfully try to push him away, only for his grip to tighten and cause giggles to erupt out of your throat

- “Why don’t you love me anymore? Why are you ignoring my affection when I studied so hard for you? I earned that kiss, baby!” He whines even louder now, arms digging into your sides to tickle you and forcing allowing you to finally cave

- “Noya, stop! Fine, I’ll give you what you want so badly.” You manage to break free of his tickles long enough to press a chaste kiss to your boyfriend’s lips, smile growing wider when he leans in once more to reclaim your lips with his own as his way of making up for your earlier lack of kisses >:)

♡ Asahi Azumane ♡

- Genuinely why would you ever do this to him :( Asahi’s such a sweet boy and he loves your kisses so much, this is so cruel!

- Okay in all honesty, it would probably be incredibly easy to do a prank like this on Asahi, he’s very unguarded when it comes to you, so he’ll never see it coming and his constant kisses leave you with a plethora of opportunities to pull a prank like this

- And because he’s so sweet and sensitive and would never suspect this from you, you know his reaction will be golden, and it’s an innocent enough prank that you’re willing to go through with it just to see his reaction

- You decided to pull this on him right after a long day of practice, since you know that’s the time where he’s the most needy for your kisses, praise and affection

- You, being the wonderful s/o that you are, meet your boyfriend for the last 30 minutes or so of his practice, proudly cheering him on from the sidelines and bragging to the few people not playing at the moment about how proud you are of your amazing boyfriend

- And once practice ends, you can see a red tint on his face as he smiles gratefully at you, hastily making his way to you with his arms wide open in a hug that you know will be accompanied by a chaste peck, just a small kiss so that he wouldn’t get teased too badly over showing PDA in front of his team mates

- But poor, poor Asahi was left incredibly confused when you turned your face away from his kiss, instead opting to turn so his lips landed right on the side of your head

- You hear Suga and Daichi immediately burst into laughter upon seeing your denial of your boyfriend’s affections, already feeling guilty over the teasing he would inevitably endure over this but forcing yourself to follow through with the prank for a little longer despite the pouty look worn across your adorable boyfriend’s face

- “...You’re kinda sweaty babe, sorry.” You tried to force a grimace to add to the prank, but the way Daichi and Suga absolutely fell apart at your comment convinced you that it was already time to give this up and put your poor boyfriend’s mind at ease as he looked down in shame at your words

- Poor Asahi's face was absolutely flushed with red upon hearing what you had said and the laughs of his team mates, though, mouth falling open as he floundered to find any words to apologize in that moment

- Before he could let out the embarrassed apology that was on the tip of his lips/ hiwever/ you reached out to cradle his large frame in your arms, reassuring him that you were just pranking him loud enough that his teammates would hear as you pressed kisses across his face to apologize for your actions

- Your PDA only made him blush more, and his teammates would never let him forget this moment, but his pout immediately disappeared and was replaced with a shy smile as he muttered an “It’s okay, angel” and hugged you back tightly, just happy to be able to kiss you again <3

♡ Koshi Sugawara ♡

- I can definitely see Suga being just a bit of a little shit to you when you pull stuff like this, in all honesty

- 99% of the time, Koshi's your adorable, incredibly sweet and loving boyfriend who would never dream of messing with you or being upset with you

- But that 1% of the time, when he’s in a particular mood and you try to pull a prank like this on him?

- Oh, he’d definitely mess with you just a bit in return to get you back >:)

- You and Koshi decided to have a cute little date night at his house, as you both have the weekend to relax and spend time together :)

- And whenever you two have date nights, one of your favorite activities to do together is cooking dinner with each other, taste testing each part of your chosen dish and working together to create a meal you’ll both enjoy

- Tonight the two of you are cooking your favorite meal, as Suga wanted to celebrate the high score you got on your recent math test and reward you for all your hard work like the wonderful, caring boyfriend he is :>

- And of course you, the sneaky little menace you are, have to repay your boyfriend’s kindness with a prank, just to mess with him a little

- So when Suga gently prods at your lips with a spoon, silently asking you to taste test a part of the dish, you immediately know what he’s up to, putting the spoon in your mouth and nodding encouragingly at him to show him that it tasted good as you wait for him to follow his predictable pattern he always fell into in moments like these

- And he does, smiling back at you before immediately leaning in to replace the spoon with his lips and capture your mouth in a sweet kiss

- Except this time you lean away from his kiss, giggling as his kiss lands on your chin and he pulls back, frowning at you

- And, while Suga immediately knew this was a prank, he was also quite the actor when he wanted to be, so he decided to get you back a little bit after he kindly made your favorite meal with you and you chose to rekay him with a prank and withholding your affections

- “Sweetie, it was just a prank, I’m so sorry.” You apologize immediately, holding your boyfriend tighter out of guilt. “Of course I still love you, I didn’t mean it. It was just a dumb prank.” You promise, only to be caught off guard when you suddenly hear your boyfriend giggling with his head tucked into your chest, giving you a shit-eating grin and making it clear that he had actually gotten you

- Suga gave you the most genuine pout you had ever seen, eyes welling up with crocodile tears and causing the smile to immediately fall off of your face as he backed away from you, feigning hurt and heartbreak

' “Babe… do you… do you not love me any more? Why would you… why would you avoid my kiss?” He asks, so quietly that it seems like his heart is breaking and you immediately scoop your boyfriend up in your arms to reassure him with a gentle hug and kisses pressed all over his face

- So yeah, it’s probably best not to mess with your endearing, doting boyfriend, because he can and will switch up entirely and find a way to get you back for trying to mess with him like this >:)

♡ Daichi Sawamura ♡

- Honestly, I feel like Daichi will be able to tell that you’re up to something before you even pull this prank, and while he’s not gonna be as dramatic about it as some of the others, he’s still not gonna be happy about it and he’s gonna make sure you know that lol

- I can see him approaching this kinda similarly to Suga, but he wants to give you a taste of your own medicine so he’ll be a bit more direct with his actions

- Daichi was always kind enough to walk you home whenever you stayed after school to watch him practice and support him, he insisted that he had to make sure his wonderful partner always made it home safe and he always kept your hand tightly clasped in his as you walked home together and chatted about whatever came to mind

- Today, though, your typically peaceful, relaxing walk with your boyfriend was going to take a mischievous turn, a sneaky grin plastered across your face as you began your prank

- Daichi, ever the observant and attentive boyfriend, had unfortunately already noticed something was up with you, though. He saw the way you were nervously fidgeting with your hands as you walked, and the way you sported the grin he only ever saw when you were up to something, but he decided to feign ignorance for now just to see what you would do

- “Honestly, I’m feeling really good about tomorrow’s game. We’ve been working really hard recently, and I think we have it in the bag.” Daichi wrapped up what he had been saying, looking over and smiling at you as he wrapped an arm swiftly around your shoulders and waited to hear your thoughts on their chances in tomorrow’s game

- “Of course you guys do, babe. I can’t wait to watch you absolutely crush them tomorrow, I don’t doubt you guys at all.” You reassured him, squeezing your boyfriend’s hand and giggling as he leaned in to kiss you in response to your encouragement, immediately moving your head so his lips met nothing but air

- When Daichi realized what you had done, he paused for a moment, eyes opening slowly and glancing at you before giving you a sneaky smirk of his own and turning to walk away from you “Fine, be like that. I see my own girlfriend doesn’t love me anymore.”

- Your jaw immediately fell open at his words, frowning at how quickly he had turned your own prank back around on you and chasing after your boyfriend, attempting to press an apology kiss to his cheek and pouting when he moved his head away

- “Babe, don’t be like that!” You whined, wrapping your arms around him and forcing him to stop walking as you held his face in your hands. “It was a dumb prank, I’m sorry, now please let me kiss you to make up for it.”

- Daichi contemplated making you squirm for a bit longer, but eventually decided to give in this time, leaning in and letting you press a sweet kiss to his lips as he smiled contently

- His arms wrapped around your waist to kiss you back, smirking at how he always won in moment like these even when you tried to mess with him

A/N: Hi everyone, I’m super excited to make my first post for Haikyuu! I’ll admit that I’m not super far into the show yet, I’ve only just made it through season 1 so I apologize if the characters don’t feel as accurately represented, but I tried my hardest to make their depictions as accurate as possible! :) I chose the team members who I’m personally more drawn to to start off with, but as of now, you’re free to request for any characters in the anime, so feel free to send in a request if you have one and it’ll be added to my Haikyuu request list asap! :D

If you’d like to be added to any of my taglists, you can fill out this form here! Thank you for your support <3

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mellowmin · 1 year

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Walk him like a dog sis

Disclaimer: this is only MY PERSONAL OPINION and my own takes on these characters, please do not interact if you don't like or agree with this 💜

Inspired by the tiktok sound and some of the videos I saw on there 🤭

Content warnings: toxic relationship dynamics on some of these, very girlboss-ish hc's, ooc in the last one (just a what if scenario), mentions of mommy kink, masochistic traits & praise kink. Also last group has a very prominent "men are disposable" mindset/subtext, not to be taken literally or seriously at all.

Fem reader implied all throughout.

MDNI

𑁍 Trained puppies:

Will happily follow you around, grabbing onto you by your sleeve, the back of your shirt or your belt loop.

Wide eyes look at you like you hung the moon and the stars, will not hesitate to jump from their seat to get you anything you need, though they will at times use the puppy eyes to their advantage and it's very hard to say no to them.

Mommy issues? Maybe? Mommy kink at the very least lol, also praise kink. Baby them!! They love that shit and will eat up any attention from you.

When you're at a party, you'll pull them to you by their tie and they'll absolutely melt while letting you guide them to the dance floor like you have them on a leash.

The type to send you pictures of any cute or pretty thing they find because any sort of beauty makes them think of you.

Super needy, they'll wait in bed fighting off the sleep until you finish your skincare routine because they can't sleep well without you :(. Textbook definition of puppy love, they have eyes only for you and will hate to be separated from you for ANY amount of time. - Hinata Shoyo, Goshiki Tsutomu, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Azumane Asahi, Bokuto Kotarou, Nishinoya Yuu, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki, Togata Mirio.

𑁍 Guard dogs:

They spoil you like crazy, princess treatment is real when you're with them.

The type to kneel in front of you and untie your shoes while looking up at you like you're doing them a favor for letting them. When I say these men WORSHIP YOU I mean it.

Super protective, they know and live by the sidewalk rule; and lord have mercy on the poor soul if they think someone is bothering you. WILL NOT TOLERATE anyone talking shit about you in any way. Also "dress however you want, I can fight".

As soon as they get the slightest suspicion that your feet hurt you are up on their arms. Don't even think about carrying anything heavier than your phone. Consider them your personal handbag. Will spoon feed you if you allow them too, gently dabbing your face with a napkin after every other bite.

They refuse to let you pay for anything, as soon as the cashier asks 'cash or credit?' They're rushing to get their wallet out. They sometimes will give you their credit card and ORDER you to buy anything you want.

WOULD absolutely carry you on their shoulders the whole day if they could, but they need to work to earn the money to keep giving you the life you deserve :')

You know those kinda cringe videos that go "my hands look like this so that hers can look like this"?? Yeah that's them lol - Iwaizumi Hajime, Kuroo Tetsurou, Miya Atsumu, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Sawamura Daichi, Ukai Keishin, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Bakugo Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya, also Kirishima lol.

𑁍 Bratty Lap dogs:

Stink eyes to anyone that tries to approach either of you. They're not interested in anyone else and they'd rather die than stand by and let someone steal your attention from them.

Their favorite activity is to cuddle you and snack and they WILL voice their displeasure if your little sessions are interrupted. Will stay hours with their head buried in your neck if you let them. Will leave hickeys on you if you're not careful enough!! They'll do it in places that you won't easily see but others will see clearly too.

They're super needy and sometimes have a hard time understanding your need for personal space like wym we can't go to the bathroom together 🤨. On that note, you never have to ask them to come with you anywhere, as soon as you grab your keys they're putting their shoes on. They never give you that "u can come if u want" bullshit, they let you know that if you're not going, they aren't going.

Talk shit about anyone that you don't like to them, they act like they don't care but they love the gossip and will say things to keep you talking. They trust your gut and your criteria for liking or not liking people; if you tell them you don't like someone you don't even have to give them a reason, they'll drop that person in a second.

They will tease you and clown you anytime they have the chance, but it's like they forget they're the biggest simp ever lol. Try to give them the silent treatment, they won't last longer than 6 hours.

Will check your friends if they seem disloyal. As soon as they get sent a 'hiiii :)" from one of your friends, they're warning you about them. They will encourage you to cut off toxic people from your life, whether it's friends or family but they'll never force you to stop talking to someone on their account.

They will support you in ANYTHING, they're your ride or die and they will defend you until they die no matter what you do. "Oh, (y/n) killed someone? Well I'm sure that person did something to deserve it." They will make a fool of themselves to protect your honor lol.

- Sakusa Kiyoomi, Oikawa Tooru, Miya Osamu, Suna Rintarou, Tendou Satori, Tsukishima Kei, Sugawara Koushi, Kozume Kenma, Kageyama Tobio, Shinsou Hitoshi, Monona Neito, Sero Hanta, Aizawa Shouta, Takami Keigo.

BONUS:

𑁍 Domesticated Hound dogs:

Heavily toxic relationship dynamics, unrealistic representation of a fuckboy, kinda mean reader.

Former fuckboy turned into a begging mess by the bad bitch he shouldn't have messed with.

He tried to play it cocky from the start and play you like all the girls before you, but you knew his game and played him like a fiddle.

When several girls messaged you to warn you about your new boytoy -the man paying for your groceries every week in hopes that you'll give him two hours of your weekend- you knew that you were given a chance by the heavens to do some good karmic work, for every girl whose heart he played with, you'll make him your bitch. Every time you leave him on read is a win for the girls.

At first, he thought you were just playing hard to get and considered you a 'fun challenge' but soon enough he's only answering your texts, all other girl's numbers are forgotten and he finds that hooking up with random girls only makes him think about you more. He found himself becoming more vulnerable when talking to you, actually sharing parts of him in an honest way instead of doing it in order to get sympathy points from you.

This man used to be a professional at ghosting and you got him answering your texts in 0.5 SECONDS. In the beginning he was all like "im not looking for anything serious tho lol" and you were like "yeah I could tell, not like you'd be good for anything serious lol" LMAO HES LEFT STARING AT HIS PHONE FOR 7 MINUTES STRAIGHT AFTER THAT.

Like YES BE MEAN TO HIM. He's gotta be a masochist; every time he gets a mean response (or no response at all) he becomes more desperate for having you praise him and coddle him like all the other girls used to do in order to keep him to themselves.

Lmfao meeting you was a humbling experience, you got him getting into his car at 2 am to see you for 15 minutes as long as he pays for your next nail appointment. You are true poetic justice coming into his life to ruin his bad boy persona.

At some point he tries to get cocky again and acts like he's back to his old ways, but you drop him so fast and so coldly that he gets whiplash. You show this man that you won't hesitate to dump the trash if he doesn't make something good of himself. You teach him really fast that you won't deal with his nonsense, and you WILL find him a replacement if he displeases you. The withdrawal he gets from you giving him radio silence is insane.

In the end though, you end up whipping him into a decent man and dare I say a good boyfriend who by this point is absolutely addicted to you. - Oikawa Tooru, Suna Rintarou, Miya Atsumu, Togata Mirio, Monoma Neito, Shinsou Hitoshi, Sero Hanta, Takami Keigo.

Comment or add in tags if you want me to add any characters! I probably missed a lot lol.

Comments and reblogs are appreciated!

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ineedhaikyu · 1 month

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Chapter Two

Summary: Inarizaki vs Karasuno. Foxes vs Crows. A match between two powerhouses competing for the next slot in Nationals and while tensions were high, Karasuno’s ace couldn’t help but look forward to the upcoming match. Or rather he was looking forward to seeing her.

Word Count: 8.9K

Warnings: A long fic with a huge amount of fluff! Once again Asahi's anxiety will be mentioned. Conversations are prolonged between reader and Asahi in order to establish a well-meaning relationship. Brief description of reader's hair.

A/N: PART 2 to Glass-Hearted Ace!! A lot of people wanted a continuation so here it is!! I had so much fun writing this because I absolutely love the adorable craziness that goes on in Haikyu as well as spreading more love to our gentle giant. Let's keep spreading our Asahi love!!

Part 1

3rd POV

Day 2 of Nationals. The second round has already begun with the first match of the day. It wouldn't be long for the next match to start. Karasuno vs Inarizaki. The atmosphere was filled with the same energy of anticipation and eagerness just as it was the other day though multiplied by a hundred.

As this was her third and final year in participating in the Spring Tournament, (L/N) (Y/N) felt confident enough to say she was calm and collected. (Y/N) smiled to herself when she compared her younger first-year self to now. Back then, she was such a nervous wreck. Always getting lost on her way to the restroom or the time she followed the wrong team to the WRONG gym. (It wasn’t her fault that the team wore the same maroon jackets. Good thing that happened in her first year otherwise Suna and the Miya twins would never live it down.)

(Y/N) shook those thoughts away and continued her way to the gym where her team was preparing for their match. She was only gone for a few minutes as she had to fill up the water bottles, but knowing the second-years (Y/N) knew it was only a matter of time before something happened. Luckily, the Karasuno volleyball team hadn't arrived yet when she left but perhaps they have already.

The familiar warm feeling returned at the thought of seeing Karasuno’s team. More specifically the team’s ace. Azumane Asahi. The same guy that caught her eye when he played volleyball. The same guy she met yesterday who saved her from getting hurt. The same guy that made her believe in the lyrics of all those love songs.

(Y/N) wanted to say she was a good judge of character and she had a good feeling about Asahi.

A sweet guy, every bit of a gentleman. Very cute too. Every time his soft brown eyes met with hers, she swore it reminded her of a cute puppy. His smile didn’t bring a few butterflies in her stomach… No. They brought a swarm. Each flap of their metaphorical wings gave her the shivers but the grin on her lips never left when she was with him. Even his hair played a part of her enchantment on him. It’s not often to see guys with long hair, but Asahi pulled it off amazingly well especially when he has it in a man bun. Despite his tough guy appearance, Asahi was a gentle giant with a glass heart. In the little time she knew him, (Y/N) hoped she was able to help him realize his self-worth.

God. It hasn’t been 24 hours and not once has Asahi left her mind. They texted each other last night for almost two hours. The conversation between them flowed so easily. Just like before, (Y/N) enjoyed talking to him. Not once had he made her uncomfortable. Quite the opposite actually.

The next morning she woke up early enough to do research on Karasuno’s team. While Inarizaki’s motto was: we don’t need the memories, (Y/N) couldn’t help but see how Karasuno was like from their past matches. They’re different from any other teams they’ve competed against. Besides, it was nice matching names with faces. Luckily, someone made ‘I’m Awesome’ videos of Karasuno’s starting lineup. She’ll admit whoever made these videos was good as they depicted amazing receives to jaw-dropping spikes.

She recognized Daichi, Suga, and Asahi immediately. Their libero, Nishinoya Yū, looked high caliber and so was their setter. She’ll keep her opinions to herself on Kageyama; she didn’t need Atsumu hearing her say that. They’ll have to keep a lookout on Karasuno’s #10, Hinata Shoyo. He’s on the short side considering he’s a middle blocker but judging by the video, the first-year is full of surprises.

Then again, the Inarizaki volleyball team has a few tricks up their sleeves too.

“Ah. Look, it's her!”

“(Y/N)- senpai!”

“Over here!”

The said manager snapped back to reality and was confronted by the usual crowd of fans in front of her. Inarizaki always show their pride with each event but with volleyball, they took it to another level. Then it doubled with the arrival of the Miya twins. Their popularity soared to new heights and as a result the marching band, cheerleaders, and several students took part in Nationals. Both a blessing and a curse.

The curse part? Well, as much as she loved her school’s support, the fangirls… Well…

“(Y/N)-senpai! Can you give this to Atsumu?!”

“Oh, please give these chocolates to Osamu! I made them last night!”

“(Y/N), is there any way I can get a picture with Suna? Please!”

Yeah… This was pretty much the usual for her but this time it was going too far. Girls ranging from first-years to third-years were blocking the entrance to the gym. She recognized some as fellow classmates but others she was almost positive they came from other schools. And they were all trying to catch a glimpse of their favorite player.

Despite the hectic scene in front of her, there were two girls that caught her attention.

One of them looked the same age as her with beautiful black hair that reached her shoulders and fair skin complexion except for the beauty mark underneath her lower lip. Her gray eyes seemed to sparkle behind her thin framed glasses. The other girl looked visibly younger with her petite frame and blonde hair that was styled with a star hair clip. Right away (Y/N) knew that the girl was a first-year. She could see the way the girl was trembling at the sight of the crowd.

They didn’t look like they were a part of the crowd, but they did look troubled. That’s when she noticed they were carrying water bottle carriers just like her. They must be the Karasuno team’s managers. In the spirit of good sportsmanship, (Y/N) decided to go talk to them.

The older girl noticed her first. She stepped in front of the blonde girl as if shielding her. (Y/N) didn’t let that get to her. Instead, she smiled and introduced herself.

“Hi. I’m (L/N) (Y/N). I’m the manager for the Inarizaki team. Are you two the managers for Karasuno?”

The two girls glanced at one another before nodding in unison.

“My name is Shimizu Kiyoko. Third-year.”

“I-I’m Y-Yachi H-Hitoka! F-First-year m-manager! I-It’s very n-nice t-to m-meet y-you!”

“Hey, there. No need to be scared of me. I’m just a manager, just like you.” (Y/N) tried her best to console the first-year’s anxious nature. It was almost like deja-vu with Asahi. “Are you excited for today?”

Kiyoko nodded, finally feeling at ease with her. “The team has worked hard to get to this point.”

“I couldn’t sleep last night because I was so nervous!” Hitoka added while trying to fan herself in order to cool down her face. “But the team is excited to play against the team that placed second place in the last Interhigh!”

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow. “You’ve done your research. I’m impressed. But don’t worry, we still have some tricks under our sleeves. We know we’re up against a great team.”

The Karasuno managers felt the same warm feeling coursing underneath their skin at the compliment.

“Does that mean you’ve done research on our team?” Kiyoko asked.

(Y/N) nodded. “Of course. I like to be prepared.” Her cheeks began to warm up when she thought of Karasuno’s ace. “You two have impressive players on the team. Are they in the gym?”

“Yes. They’re practicing right now. We went to get some water for the match when this happened.” Kiyoko gestured to the sea of girls in front of them.

“We tried to get through but they’re scary!” Hitoka was practically shaking in her shoes. “The first match is already playing their second set.”

“Man! I swear time flies around here. Come on, I’ll help you through.” (Y/N) gestured to the girls to follow her. “We can’t let our teams forget us.”

“Are you sure?” Kiyoko asked her. “We can find another way.”

(Y/N) shook her head and gave them a carefree grin. “This is the best way into the gym. Trust me, I’ll get us in there.”

“W-Why a-are you h-helping us?” Hitoka stuttered out. “A-Aren’t you scared of them?”

“Well us managers have to stick together, right? And trust me, after dealing with the Miya twins for a year, these girls don’t scare me.”

Taking her word for it, the pair of Karasuno managers followed her. As expected the crowd of girls showed no sign of parting, in fact, it has grown in number. Kiyoko and Hitoka were waiting for (Y/N) to politely ask the girls to move aside, like they did before, but the Inarizaki manager did something quite unexpected.

(Y/N) looked over her shoulder and smiled, “Cover your ears.”

The girls obeyed. Lucky for them. Unlucky for the fangirls.

Because (Y/N) let out the loudest whistle anyone had ever heard. A series of groans and shrieks were heard from the fangirls. Then they all had turned to face the managers.

“(Y/N)-senpai? What was that for?!” One of the fangirls that she recognized as an underclassman.

“Oh, come on guys. I warned everyone last time this would happen.” The manager told them, not an ounce of fear in her voice as she addressed the crowd.

“B-But we just want to see the twins practice!” A girl holding a hand fan with the words ‘Miya Twins’ on it. “We aren’t doing anything wrong.”

“The boys need to warm up. You’ll see them on the court. Do yourselves a favor and find good seats to watch and cheer from.”

“Aww but (Y/N)!” They complained.

“You guys know the rules. Now, please, let me and my friends,” She stepped aside to reveal her new manager friends, “get into the gym. We need to do our jobs as managers. Don’t make me tell Kita-san and have him ban all of you from watching practice matches in the future.”

At the mention of the serious captain and under the threat of closed practices, the fangirls dispersed quickly. Some had the sense to apologize and others wished them good fortune on the upcoming match.

“W-Wow.” Hitoka said in awe. “You knew exactly what to do. That’s amazing.”

Kiyoko agreed before asking, “Does this happen a lot?”

(Y/N) let out an embarrassed chuckle. “Yeah… They’re big fans of the team and they mean well but sometimes their excitement can take it too far. As Inarizaki’s manager, sometimes I feel responsible for their behavior.” She bowed her head and continued on. “I apologize on their behalf for any trouble they may have caused you two.”

The youngest manager out of the three was speechless at the older girl’s sincere words in her apology. They’ve only known the Inarizaki manager for like ten minutes but she proved herself to them that she’s a kindhearted yet self-assured person. One look at her senpai and Yachi knew that they were thinking the same thing.

What Yachi didn’t know, Shimizu was smiling for a different reason. Yesterday, she accidentally overheard her fellow third-years talking. She didn’t mean to listen in and she was about to leave when the topic of the conversation caught her attention. Apparently, a girl caught her friend Asahi’s eye. A girl from the Inarizaki team that, according to Suga, sounded like the perfect girl for her anxious friend. So when the girl’s name came up, (Y/N), Shimizu wanted to see for herself what the girl was like.

Now that she has, Shimizu can see how and why Asahi would fall for her.

“Don’t apologize,” Kiyoko finally spoke up and offered the girl a kind smile. “Sometimes, these things happen.”

“You sure? I mean, this might happen again when we have to go into the main gym. There are some fans of the Miya twins that can be a bit… Fierce. If you want, I can help out. It’s no trouble at all.”

Kiyoko shook her head. “It’s okay, (Y/N). We can handle it. Right, Hitoka-chan?”

The first-year nodded eagerly. “Yeah! We’ll be okay. The guys on our team can be scary too. Ah! I need to tell the team that the first match is already in the second set. It was very nice to meet you!”

The third-year managers watched in amusement as she scurried into the gym. (Y/N) smiled before facing Kiyoko. She offered her hand for a handshake and said, “I know it’s customary for players to shake hands before and after the match, but I do it too with the managers. Let’s have a good game.”

Kiyoko took her hand and squeezed. “May the best team win. No hard feelings, right?”

(Y/N) laughed and nodded. “I like you, Shimizu, but yeah, no hard feelings at all.”

“Please call me Kiyoko.”

~Meanwhile inside the gym, ten minutes earlier~

‘Where is she?’ Asahi thought as his eyes searched the other side of the court. ‘Is she hiding from me? Did he say something that scared her away? What if he creeped her out last night when they texted each other?’

“Yo Asahi!” Suga’s energetic voice scared him back to reality. “Are you looking for someone?”

He didn’t miss his friend’s teasing tone that laced his words nor the way his eyes shined in amusement. Leave it to Suga to tease the hell out of him. Last night, for example, was too much. Even after he told his friends about his time with the Inarizaki manager, Suga still wanted to know everything, down to the last detail. Luckily, Daichi took pity on him and reeled Suga back on a somewhat normal level of interrogation.

But that didn’t mean he was going to drop the subject completely.

“I can’t find (Y/N).” He admitted to his friend. “Have you seen her?”

“Hmm. Not yet. But I wouldn’t worry too much. Her team’s here so I’m sure she’s somewhere around here. She’s their manager after all.” Suga clapped his shoulder. “But if you really want to know where (Y/N) is, why don’t you go ask her teammates?”

Suga pointed to the nearby Inarizaki members that were practicing their spikes. He recognized the Miya twins and Inarizaki’s ace, Ojiro Aran. And while he saw how they played from previous matches last night, it didn’t ease the anxiety clawing its way around his heart. It also didn’t help when one of the wing spikers turned the set into a powerful spike. The impact of the ball being slammed to the floor echoed throughout the gym.

Just the very action scared Suga’s suggestion out the window. There was no way he was going over there and ask about their manager! If they were anything like Tanaka or Nishinoya, then he’ll be ripped to shreds.

“N-No way!” He stuttered out a reply and waved his hands in front of him. The slight blush on his face was becoming more visible by each second. “But I’m worried. What if something happened to her?”

“Her who?” Daichi asked as he came up from behind them. “What’s going on?”

Suga answered before he could. “Well, our dear old ace here, is worried that his crush is somewhere out there dying without him knowing. And he’s too scared to ask her friends where she is.”

Karasuno’s captain chuckled and patted Asahi on the back. “Quit worrying. I know you saved her yesterday, but this isn’t a little girl you’re talking about. She can hold her own. After all, this isn’t her first time here in Nationals.”

“See, Asahi?” Suga, clearly amused by this whole conversation, told him. “There’s nothing to worry about. I wouldn’t be surprised if she walked through those gym doors right now.”

He pointed to the entrance and they followed it only to see a swarm of girls trying to catch a glimpse inside the gym.

“You mean those doors?” He asked his friend. “They look ready to burst in here.”

“Who are they?” Daichi asking the question everyone was wondering.

“Judging by the hand fans, I think they’re fans of the Miya twins. They must be really popular to have this many. That’s annoying.” Suga muttered the last part with a pout.

“Can anyone get through?” Asahi wondered as he avoided eye contact with the girls. Something about them unnerved him somehow even if they wore bright smiles and loud cheers. “They look vicious.”

“They’re fans, not witches.” Daichi stated. “I’m sure they’re nice. After all, they're showing their support to their team.”

“Let it go, Daichi. Asahi is only like this because he misses his dream girl.” Suga jested. “He’s going into withdrawal.”

“I was just hoping to see her. She texted me-”

“Woah! Woah! Texted?! When did this happen?” asked Suga, his eyes wide with this new information. “You’re at the texting-each-other stage?!”

“Was that who you were texting last night?” Daichi asked him.

“What?!” Suga exclaimed. “Daichi, why didn’t you tell me?”

“You were asleep and I was tired.” The captain defended. “And it isn’t my business who Asahi texts. He’s old enough to make his own decisions… That being said, what did you guys talk about?”

“You didn’t tell her our secret weapons, did you?” Suga whispered his question, referring to all the tricks they perfected in the past few months.

“(Y/N) isn’t like that, Suga. She didn’t squeeze any information out of me. We picked up where we left off and talked about normal stuff. We thought it was better than to talk about the match between our schools.”

“And what did you guys text about?” The vice captain pressed, eager to know more.

For some reason, Asahi couldn’t help but recall how he initiated the conversation with the pretty manager from Inarizaki. Actually it was more like he couldn’t believe he was texting with (Y/N) last night. It felt unreal, like a dream. After reading her note, he remembered how hard his heart was beating and how warm his cheeks grew.

Ever since she mentioned it in her note, admitting how he made her nervous, Asahi took some comfort that he can do the same to her and vice versa.

Though, she did prove herself to be bravely spontaneous when she wrote the note and after texting with her last night, he hoped he could do the same. One of his many concerns since starting high school was that girls in his class were always disappointed after finding out his timid personality didn’t match his physical appearance. He’ll never forget the time when one of the girls called him a wuss. It was years ago but the girl’s remark was like a stab wound in the back. It healed over time but it still made its mark on his self-image.

Luckily, (Y/N) wasn’t like any of the girls in his class. She’s so kind when she bought him a shirt as a gift. She’s so understanding when she patiently listened to his problems. She showed compassion when she offered some advice to help ease the anxiety that almost suffocated him. Then there was that beautiful confidence she had in herself. He liked that about her and while he just met (Y/N) yesterday, he wanted to prove to her that he can be confident too.

That’s why he’s been looking for her. He wanted to be the first to greet her. It might not seem like a big deal to others, but it was to him.

‘Baby steps,’ He thought when he was second-guessing himself. ‘What was that saying? Rome wasn’t built in a day. Well, that applies here too. Bit by bit, confidence will grow.’

“Asahi? Earth to ace?”

“Huh?”

“You zoned out there for a second.” A smirk appeared on Suga’s face. “Must be quite a conversation you had with her. Wouldn’t you say Daichi?”

It was always nerve-wracking to have both Daichi and Suga tease him. So it wouldn’t be a surprise if the captain joined in on the teasing. But to his surprise, Daichi clapped him on the back causing him to huff a bit under his breath.

“Well, I think (Y/N) is the kind of girl that can make our dear ace invincible. Make sure to show what you’re made of during this match.”

“Yeah!” Suga encouraged, his hand clapping the ace’s free shoulder. “Let her see how awesome you are on the court.”

“No pressure or anything.” Daichi added, his smile matching Suga’s teasing grin.

“None at all!” Suga piped in. “Just remember she’ll be watching you when it’s your turn to serve. Don’t mess up!”

“You guys aren’t helping!” He yelled at his friends. His face burned in embarrassment.

Daichi and Suga laughed but before anyone could say another word that could cause further humiliation for the ace, Asahi’s saving grace came in the form of their first-year manager running into the gym. He thanked whatever deity who was watching over this episode that spared him from further teasing from his friends.

“The first match is in the middle of their second set.” Hitoka informed them.

Daichi nodded and clapped his hands together. In a loud voice, he announced, “Alright, guys. Let’s get into our uniforms.”

Following the captain's orders, Asahi grabbed his alternate orange jersey and placed it over a nearby chair. He looked across the gym and saw the Inarizaki players putting on their uniforms as well. Still no sign of (Y/N).

“Hitoka-chan, wasn’t Shimizu with you?” Suga asked.

The first-year nodded. “We made a new friend just now. She helped us out when we couldn’t get into the gym. I think she’s still talking to her by the doors.”

Asahi tuned out their conversation as he took off his shirt. In his head, he had to concentrate on calming down his nerves. The scariest moments of his life played like an endless nightmare. Like the time when he was a kid and he had to show his parents the bad grade on his report card. Or the time he wanted to pet the neighbor’s puppy but ended up getting chased by the puppy’s mother. Or how Date Tech’s iron wall blocked every single spike; shaking him to the core so much that he temporarily stopped playing volleyball.

The whirlpool of anxiety and dread arrived on schedule in his stomach. Was it getting harder to breathe? Was the air getting warmer? Or was he getting colder? Yeah, no. He was definitely getting colder. His hands felt like a block of ice. Was he this nervous during the Shiratorizawa match? Probably. He made a mental note to trace 人 on his hand, hoping it was enough to settle down his nerves.

He threw his jersey on and was just about to fix his loose hair strands when he heard a familiar laugh coming from the entrance. He looked up to see Kiyoko laughing along with another girl. It was only a glance, a quick one, when he did a double take. He couldn’t believe it.

(L/N) (Y/N), the girl that caused his brain cells to go on a roller coaster ride, was standing there in all her beauty.

She was having a conversation with Kiyoko and by the looks of it, she must have said something funny because it made his usual shy and quiet manager laugh a little. Now he was 100% convinced that (Y/N) had a natural aura that eased people on friendly terms if she was able to hold an amiable conversation with Kiyoko.

Not to mention her smile that complimented her eyes that seemed to shine in excitement. Or how her hair was styled a bit different from yesterday. This time her hair was pinned back from her face with two small side braids connected together where it fell in rhythm with the rest of her hair. It looked cute on her, lovely even. Should he mention that to her or would that be too weird?

SLAP!

“Ow!” Asahi turned around to find the culprit who slapped the (for lack of a better word) living shit onto his back. Nishinoya didn’t have an ounce of shame or regret in his eyes. Quite the opposite actually as the libero was smiling ear to ear. “Nishinoya? What was that for?”

With no remorse, the second-year player ignored the question and asked several of his own. “That’s her, right? The Inarizaki manager? The one who’s talking to Kiyoko-san? The girl you like?”

He could feel his ears begin to burn. “H-How did you know?”

“That’s not important.”

Asahi begged to differ as he thought it made a world of difference now that Nishinoya knows about his crush.

With his arms crossed in front of his chest, the libero continued, “What are you doing standing here? Go over there and talk to her! Be a man!”

“I-It’s not that simple. I need to build myself up before I talk to her. And then I need to think of a topic that we can talk about. Then what type of questions I should ask-”

“Oh come on Asahi! You have to stop acting like a cowardly wimp. Man up and go! She’s right there!”

“J-Just give me a second and I will.”

Nishinoya was just about to retort back when he realized something. This was the first time Asahi was nervous, visibly and mentally, for a girl. Well, scratch that. Asahi was always nervous around girls but this was the first time he seemed to actively try to impress someone. Like the way he repeatedly made sure his jersey was tucked in, double-knotted his shoelaces, and double-checked his hair was safely tied in his usual bun.

So he did what any good friend would do. “You look great, Asahi.”

With a glimmer of hope in his eyes, the ace stood up straight. “You think so?”

“Personally, I don’t care about what other people think about my looks.”

Asahi physically deflated at those words. If only he could borrow some of his friend’s confidence.

“But then again I’m awesome.”

The ace couldn’t argue with that one. But before he could wallow in a pool of anxiety and dread, the libero’s next words saved him from drowning. Along with a strong slap on the shoulder that could echo throughout the gym.

“You’re awesome too. You’re the ace of our team. Take pride in that.”

Asahi took his friend’s words to heart as he stood up a bit straighter. He glanced up to look at (Y/N) who looked breathtaking while wearing her maroon Inarizaki jacket. If only she wore a black Karasuno jacket… He could just imagine the alternate dimension where she could have been a classmate, a close friend, or even something more.

“I… I don’t want to mess this up, Noya.”

Concerned, Nishinoya asked, “How would you mess up?”

“I don’t know! Anything could happen. With my luck, I could trip over myself in front of her. I want to be confident and go over to her and say hi-””

“Alright. Then let’s go.”

Asahi’s mind froze. “What?”

“You heard me. Let’s do what you said and walk up to your girlfriend-”

“She’s not my girlfriend!”

Nishinoya rolled his eyes but the grin on his face showed no sign of leaving. “Fine. The girl you wish to be your girlfriend. We’ll go together. You’ll say hi and introduce me to her because I want to know what kind of girl makes you act this way.”

Asahi could feel his face turning red. “Okay, let’s go. But please don’t say anything embarrassing. Daichi and Suga did enough of that yesterday.”

His friend laughed loudly before slapping his shoulder. “You really need to grow a backbone off the court, especially if you want to impress your crush. But don’t worry, I have your back.”

(Y/N) felt as if she met her long-lost sister through Karasuno’s manager. Kiyoko definitely could relate to the ups and downs that comes with managing a group of boys (especially rowdy second-years). But she admired her commitment. Being a third-year, specifically attending Nationals, it was their last chance to help their respective team to make it to the top.

“So, how are you feeling about being here?” She asked as they sat down on a nearby bench. They still had time before the ongoing match ended. Why not take the opportunity and spend time with her new friend?

“It’s unreal. Sometimes it feels like a dream. A lot of people doubted us since we were a forgotten powerhouse. We were devastated when we lost in the third round of the Interhigh to Aoba Johsai. Our only chance to get to Nationals was to win all our matches.”

“Woah, I can only imagine the pressure your team had on their shoulders. More so on the third-years.” She took a chance to look for Asahi. Her eyes automatically found him and she couldn’t help but smile. It looked like he was having a conversation with the libero. “How did you guys manage all that?”

Kiyoko shrugged her shoulders but she had a faint smile before answering, “It was rough. But we didn’t want to give up on volleyball. Not when there was a chance to make it here. It was a risk. Our advisor warned us third-years to take our future into account before we made our decision.”

“And now you guys are here! I have to give you and your team respect, Kiyoko.”

Kiyoko laughed as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Thanks. It’s been a journey and we’re ready to play against the best.”

“Trust me the feeling is mutual.”

“Speaking of feelings,” Kiyoko began with a teasing tone. “I’ve heard there’s a guy on my team that caught your eye.”

(Y/N) let out a nervous laugh as she looked away. “He told you?”

“Not directly but Daichi and Suga weren’t exactly keeping it down about it. Asahi is usually quiet. But he sounded happy when he talked about you. I think you helped him in more ways than one because I’ve never heard him sound so confident.”

“Really?” She couldn’t help but smile widely. “You're not just saying that, are you?”

Kiyoko shook her head. “I don’t know what you told him but it looks like he took it to heart.”

“I just spoke the truth. He helped me so it’s only fair that I helped him too. He’s a gentle giant that needs a boost in confidence.”

“Do you like him?”

“Well… It’s too soon to tell but I think so. Asahi is not like any other guy I’ve met. I just want a chance to get to know him more and vice versa.”

“So like a date before the actual date?”

“Exactly!” It was like Kiyoko and her were on the same wavelength. “Is that too weird? Or is it stupid? I mean, I just met him yesterday and so far he seems like a great guy but like… I’m nervous. He makes me nervous and… Shoot. I’m sorry for rambling.”

“Hey, it’s reasonable to think and feel that way. Take it from me, Asahi really is a good guy. He can be a scaredy-cat sometimes and can be insecure about a lot of stuff but he really means well.”

“I saw that side of him yesterday. He’s the type to shoulder all the blame, isn’t he?” (Y/N) asked.

Kiyoko nodded. “He’s still our ace and he’s been working harder than ever to prove it.”

(Y/N) remained silent, taking in all the information Kiyoko told her. She looked for Asahi again and smiled when she saw him getting clapped on the shoulder by the libero.

“Does that bother you?” Kiyoko asked, a hint of worry in her voice.

Confused, (Y/N) furrowed her brow before asking, “What do you mean?”

“Does it bother you that Asahi is the ace but he doesn’t have an ace-like presence?”

While Kiyoko hated asking the question she believed it was an important one. Girls can be ruthless. She heard the gossip from other girls and how they talk about Asahi behind his back. Calling him a wimp or how he was a part of a gang. As Asahi’s friend, she felt it was her responsibility to see if the girl he has a crush for is actually genuine in her feelings towards him. Because as much as she enjoyed (Y/N)’s company, Kiyoko will choose to defend Asahi over her.

“Should that be important? If anything, it goes to show how different Asahi is. When I saw him play yesterday, I knew he was an amazing ace but when I talked to him and got to know him… I saw a guy who’s not ashamed to admit his insecurities and who’s not scared to admit his feelings. I respect that. And after what you told me of what you guys have gone through, I know Asahi will show his self-worth on the court and show everyone why he’s the ace. So who cares that he doesn’t have the traditional personality of an ace? I think he’s already brave.”

Kiyoko smiled at her. That was the answer she’s been hoping for and (Y/N) delivered it. Her (E/C) eyes matched the conviction in her voice and Kiyoko loved it. Not to mention, the timing was absolutely perfect and she thanked the gods that (Y/N) didn’t notice the two people behind her.

“(Y-Y/N)-san?”

Oh god. She could feel her heart falling to her stomach when she heard her name in that deep voice that made her feel everything all at once. Her face became warm in seconds and she didn’t dare move an inch. It wasn’t until Kiyoko let out a small cough that brought her from cloud nine back to the gym.

(Y/N) took a moment to center herself before turning around to see Asahi. His chocolate brown eyes met hers and she swore the butterflies from her stomach danced between her ribs.

“A-Asahi-san! Hey!”

She quickly stood up, a bit too fast as she accidentally knocked her team’s water bottles out of the carrier. Embarrassed, (Y/N) fell to her knees and grabbed the nearest bottle.

“S-Sorry about this.” (Y/N) didn’t dare look up as she already embarrassed herself in front of her crush and his friends.

“N-No! Don’t apologize. It was an accident.” Asahi kneeled, grabbing the last bottle before handing it to her. His breath hitched ever so softly when her fingertips touched his hand. It was as if the rest of the gym faded away. Being so close to (Y/N), he saw how her eyes were beautiful as he remembered. He swore it was no trick of the light that her eyes seemed to shine like stars in the night sky.

(Y/N) felt so self-conscious about how close she was to Asahi. She hoped she looked okay in his eyes. Usually she wouldn’t care so much on how she looked, but the idea was thrown out the window when she met Karasuno’s ace. His long hair was once again in a bun but this time it was neatly in place, a perfect bun any woman or man could be jealous of. The small scruff of facial hair on his chin suited him very well, giving him a sort of wild, intimidating appearance.

But she knew better because Asahi was an adorable giant with a large and gentle heart. If she was being honest, his presence was like springtime coming to wash away winter’s snow. His warmth was… Indescribable.

How was it possible for him to be that handsome yet so adorable at the same time?

The moment was interrupted when someone cleared their throat. Loudly. (Y/n) looked up to see the libero, Nishinoya, with a large grin. His eyes were bright with excitement and amusement. She can immediately tell that this guy was the mischievous and energetic type. As they stood up, she could have sworn she saw Asahi blush.

“(Y/N), this is my friend Nishinoya Yū. He’s a second-year and the libero of our team.”

While he maintained a normal composure, Asahi was mentally beating himself up. ‘Why would you say that?! She’s a volleyball manager!! Of course, she knows that Nishinoya is a libero! She has eyes. She can see that he’s wearing a different color jersey! Asahi, you’re such an IDIOT!’

While the ace was mentally berating himself, (Y/N) formally introduced herself to his friend. During her introduction, Nishinoya could only gawk. When he heard from Suga and Daichi about his friend Asahi finally having a lucky break encounter with a girl, he couldn’t be happier for the ace. And it didn’t take a genius to see how hard Asahi fell for her.

“By the way, I’ve watched those ‘I’m Awesome’ videos.” (Y/N) brought up and immediately caught the attention from both boys. “That match with Shiratorizawa when you made a double save against Ushijima was so cool. It was so amazing that I had to replay it like five times. I even showed it to our own libero and he literally took my phone out of my hands.”

Nishinoya beamed. “Really?”

His chest swelled up with pride and the thought of another libero studying his techniques was just the icing on the cake, but to have a pretty girl, like (Y/N), praise his skills… Well that’s the cherry on top. He liked her already.

“And Asahi, you were amazing too. The way you were able to smash through Shiratorizawa’s defenses was unreal!”

The warm and fuzzy feeling from his chest exploded and it was as if all the heat rushed to his face. Asahi was sure his whole face was red. He tried to stammer out a reply but Nishinoya beat him to it.

“I know right!” He slapped Asahi’s shoulder repeatedly. “He went head to head against one of the best aces in the country and helped lead our team to victory. We wouldn’t be here without him.”

“T-That’s not t-true-”

“Of course it is!” Nishinoya looked back at the girl who was chuckling at their interaction. “Ignore that. He’s so humble whenever someone compliments him.”

Her eyes met Asahi’s and gave him a knowing smile. Although this was her second encounter with Karasuno’s ace, (Y/N) noticed the trend of Asahi’s friends building him up and teasing him at the same time. She had to stop herself from laughing at the lack of subtlety amongst them. Still, it was cute to see Asahi this way.

“Well,” (Y/N) began, her hand casually tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Asahi was listening intently. “Then I bet this next compliment is going to be unbearable because I thought you looked great during that match. It makes me wish I was there to see you guys play live.”

Nishinoya grinned. “Don’t worry, (Y/N)-san. You won’t be disappointed with our match. Asahi, here, will make sure of that. Right, Asahi? Oh, did I mention how-”

Kiyoko, who was silently watching the entire interaction, noticed the slight panic in Asahi’s eyes. She knew the libero means well but there were times he can take things a bit too far.

“Nishinoya, can you help carry this for me?”

“Anything for you, Kiyoko-san! I’ll follow you forever!”

Asahi was about to stutter out his friend’s name when he saw Kiyoko give a little head gesture towards (Y/N), subtle enough so she wouldn’t see it.

‘This is your chance, Asahi.’ That was the message she was telling him as Kiyoko led Nishinoya away. ‘Don’t mess up.’

“So, um, (Y/N)? H-How are you? You know, with everything?” Asahi could feel the goosebumps traveling up and down his arms at how cringy he felt.

The dark cloud of self-doubt and worry that plagued Asahi this morning has evaporated into thin air the moment she smiled at him. How was she able to put him at ease like that?

“So far, so good. I'm a bit nervous for today. Not the bad kind of nervous but the excited kind, you know?”

Asahi nodded as he knew exactly the feeling (Y/N) was talking about. He was feeling it right now! “I know that feeling very well. I feel it almost everyday.”

(Y/N) chuckled before replying, “At least, you’re honest, Asahi. Most guys usually lie about their feelings.” She glanced back at her own team where she saw Atsumu arguing with his twin, probably over something stupid.

“Well someone did tell me that it wasn’t a bad thing to express my feelings. I’m just following her good advice.”

The smile she gave him was like no other to know that Asahi was really taking her words to heart. Words can’t describe how happy this made her nor the warm feeling she felt stir in her chest.

“So, are you ready to play against us?” (Y/N) asked the ace in an effort to keep the conversation going. “Because we’ve been looking forward to this match.”

“It’s a bit nerve-racking that we’re playing against the team that placed second in the Inter-High. You have great players on your team.”

(Y/N) waved her hand in dismal with a shake of her head. “Oh don’t let that rattle you, that was yesterday.” Her school’s motto rings true in her words. “Besides, I’ve done my research. Karasuno isn’t like it was before. Your team has cool players too and that includes you. All you can do today is challenge yourself.”

Asahi couldn’t help but smile at her. “You’re just full of good advice, aren’t you?”

She beamed while tossing her hair over her shoulder in a joking manner. “I’d like to think so. But seriously, Asahi,” Her hand gently touched his bicep and Asahi didn’t shrink away. “How are you really feeling?”

“H-Honestly?”

(Y/N) nodded, her eyes looking up to him, patiently waiting for his response.

“I haven’t told anyone so d-don’t make fun of me but… I’m scared.”

“Scared of what?”

“I’m scared of failing. I’m scared to drag the team down. I’m scared to lose the trust my team has in me as the ace. I mean, I’ve watched the Inarizaki clip last night and I can’t help to compare-”

Asahi stopped talking when he felt a pair of warm hands wrap around his cold ones. The blush from before came back in full force. (Y/N)’s hands were small and so soft compared to his yet it was enough to calm his fast beating heart. With her holding his hands, it reminded Asahi of the time when Kiyoko held Suga’s hands during the fifth set of the Shiratorizawa match. He remembered how he, Daichi, Nishinoya, and Tanaka became jealous towards the vice captain. Now he was in Suga’s position and with (Y/N) holding his hands, Asahi understood the feelings Suga went through that day.

“Listen to me, Asahi, what you’re feeling right now… That’s normal, okay? You’re not the first ace to feel this way and even if you are the first that just goes to show how considerate you are to your teammates. I can tell you worked hard and you have skilled, trustworthy teammates. That’s why you’re here in Nationals, remember? You earned your spot on the team as the ace and I understand you carry a burden on your shoulders, but you’re not alone. You have your team with you.”

Asahi opened his mouth but no words came out. It was as if (Y/N) took his ability to talk. He felt enlightened in a way. He was pushed so much in the darkness by his own self-doubt, anxiety, and worry that he almost missed the ray of light that gave him hope.

“You with me, Asahi? I didn’t lose you, did I?” (Y/N) questioned, giving his hands a small squeeze. “Or did I say something wrong?”

“Oh! Sorry! No! I mean- Yes! I mean-”

(Y/N) chuckled. “Breathe, Asahi. There’s no need to be nervous. It’s just me. No one special.”

He shook his head. “That’s not true. At least, not to me.”

She blinked. Then blinked twice. Three times. When she realized that she hadn’t misheard him, she swore those butterflies in her stomach made their way to her chest and danced around her heart. The feeling never went away when he met her eyes. His brown eyes took her breath away while melting her heart at the same time.

Still, she wasn’t expecting Asahi to say that and judging by the obvious blush on his cheeks Asahi wasn’t either. Well, two can play at that game.

“Oh? I’m someone special to you? When we only met yesterday? If I didn’t know better, I would say you’re falling for me.”

Asahi felt his Adam's apple bob up and down. He was used to teasing by his friends and the second-years but never before has he felt like this. Wait a minute… Was this teasing or flirting? He hoped for the latter because he didn’t want it to stop.

“What if I am?” He asked, his confidence growing with every word. “Would it be a bad thing?”

(Y/N) smiled widely. “I… I wouldn’t be opposed to it.”

Asahi felt his heart soar to new heights at this. Any anxiety he had began to slowly fade away. His hands were no longer cold but he wasn’t going to stray away from (Y/N)’s touch.

However, the universe thought differently.

“Hey. Do you mind not holding hands with my manager?”

(Y/N) grunted when she felt a strong arm swing over her shoulders. Even without looking, she could tell who it was. The same person who had no problem starting a confrontation with anyone. Not even his twin brother.

“Atsumu.” She warned, letting go of Asahi’s hands, hoping this action would relieve the tension her setter placed around them.

The blond-haired twin kept the same annoying smirk as he met his manager’s eyes. He knew that look very well as he was always on the receiving end of it.

“What?” He asked innocently. “I’m just looking out for you, (Y/N)-senpai. You’re our precious manager after all. Now, is this guy messing with you?”

(Y/N) sighed, closing her eyes while counting to ten in order to calm down. She could only imagine how this must look.

“He’s not. This is Asahi and he’s my friend. We were just talking before the match began. Asahi, this is Miya Atsumu. He’s the setter-”

“Star setter.” Atsumu interrupted as he shook Asahi’s hand, gripping it hard. “An All-Japan Training Camp setter.”

Confused but feeling bold, Asahi matched the twin’s grip strength. He took a tiny bit of satisfaction when Atsumu grimaced the tiniest bit.

(Y/N) raised her brow at them but shook it off. “Sorry about him. He can be a bit much. Anyways, Atsumu, Asahi is Karasuno’s ace. We watched their match yesterday, remember?”

Atsumu gave him an unimpressed look before shaking his head. “Not really. He must have not made a good impression for me to remember. I don’t remember players who suck-”

He was cut off by (Y/N)’s sharp elbow to his stomach. “What was that for, (Y/N)-san?!”

“That’s for lying!”

“I wasn’t lying!”

“Just yesterday you told me he made a lot of great plays. Not to mention, you praised his service ace.”

Atsumu could feel himself blush a little when his manager caught him in his lie. “I… I don’t remember.” When lying doesn’t work, denying is the second best option.

She rolled her eyes while pushing the setter’s head down, forcing him to bow with her. “Sorry about him. He can be incredibly insensitive at times.”

Atsumu twisted his head to look at his manager, quietly struggling underneath her surprisingly strong grip. “No, I’m not!”

(Y/N) sighed before letting go and ignored the glare Atsumu gave her. Instead, she focused on Karasuno’s ace. “I wish we can talk more, Asahi but I need to get the team ready before the match. But I’m glad we had the chance to catch up.”

“Yeah, me too.” He smiled at her, much to Atsumu’s displeasure. “Can we talk later?”

The manager grinned and was just about to answer when she felt a strong tug on her arm before getting dragged away. “Hey, Atsumu! What the he-”

“You said it yourself.” Atsumu pointed out. “You need to help get the team, our team, ready. Let’s go.”

(Y/N) yanked her hand back and gave Atsumu a glare before he could utter a complaint. “Atsumu, be a dear and take this,” She placed the water bottle carrier in his hands. “I’ll be right behind you.”

“But- I, er, we need you. Remember, there’s that thing… That important thing…” His eyes gestured to his hands.

To anyone who didn’t know the Inarizaki setter very well, it may have sounded like there was something urgent she, as the manager, had to do. But (Y/N) knew Atsumu and she almost wanted to laugh at the desperation in his voice. This happened every single time before a match. It was obvious that Atsumu didn’t want to admit his problem in front of Asahi, who had a confused look on his face.

“The stuff is in my bag, inside the small pocket. Just don’t use too much like last time.”

“Yes!” Atsumu fist-pumped before running back to the rest of the Inarizaki team, forgetting the reason he came over in the first place.

(Y/N) chuckled as she watched her friend dig into her bag before turning back to Asahi. “Again, sorry about that. He can be a bit much. But he does have a point, the match is going to start soon.” She offered up her hand for a shake. “Best of luck to you, Asahi.”

He wasted no time in shaking her hand. “You too. Good luck to your team.”

“And whatever happens, win or lose, we’ll be cool, right?” (Y/N) asked, hoping Asahi wasn’t one of those players that completely shuts down and shuns people when they lose. She really liked him so she hoped that wasn’t the case.

“Of course we will.” Asahi promised. “No matter what happens, we’ll give it our best.”

“Good. See you later, ace.”

With one final encouraging squeeze, (Y/N)’s hand slipped away before making her way towards her team. Asahi seemed frozen to the laminate gym floor as his eyes were fixed on her maroon Inarizaki team. His hand was still in the air where he could still feel her fingertips.

“ASAHI!”

He flinched when he heard Nishinoya yell out his name and he almost fell over when he felt the libero hoist himself to do a handstand on his shoulders. It always amazes him how Nishinoya was able to do that effortlessly.

“H-Hey careful!” Asahi warned him. “And what happened to having my back?”

“You were amazing Asahi-san!” Nishinoya praised, stars in his eyes. “And I did have your back. We all had your back. We were watching the whole thing! You looked so cool talking to the girl you like!”

Was it just him or did that last sentence sound so loud?

“Don’t make it so obvious, Nishinoya.” Suga chuckled.

“Yeah, we don’t need Miya Atsumu to come back over here and scare Asahi again.” Daichi joked. “We had to pull Nishinoya back so he wouldn’t go feral on him.”

“I-I wasn’t scared! He just surprised me.” Asahi defended though he wasn’t going to admit that there was a tiny moment of fear when the Inarizaki setter confronted him. “He’s intense though.”

Kiyoko stepped forward. “You didn’t run away. I think that speaks louder than words.”

Asahi swallowed hard. “You think so?”

“Trust Kiyoko on this, Asahi.” Daichi said. “And trust all of us when we say, don’t give up. I know I give you a hard time with you being a coward and all-”

“Thanks.” He said sarcastically.

“Let me finish.” Daichi laughed. “I was trying to say… (Y/N) brings out the best in you. So keep going. Deal?”

“Deal.”

“Alright, let’s go win!”

“YEAH!!”

~Meanwhile on the other side of the gym~

“You done flirting with the enemy?”

“Does that bother you, Suna?” (Y/N) countered as she checked her bag, looking to see if Atsumu used all her hand lotion. (He’s always complaining about his fingertips being dry.) “I thought that’s what you guys wanted? For me to find someone?”

“At least give us a warning. Atsumu said it was that scary samurai-looking guy.”

“Atsumu’s dramatic.”

“Am not!”

Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

“He literally was squeezing my hand off! Trying to ruin my perfect setter hands!” The blond complained. “I call sabotage!”

“Maybe you’re just that weak, ‘Tsumu.”

“Shut up, ‘Samu!”

“So,” Suna interrupted before the twins could start another infinite argument. “You like this Azumane guy?”

“Is he Lucky Schmuck #1?” Osamu followed up.

“Or Unlucky Schmuck #6?” Atsumu mumbled with his arms crossed.

“I think… He’s the one.”

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satantica · 11 months

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how haikyu boys would kiss you

you couldn’t go to bed without him. you were patiently waiting for his return from work by reading a book in a muffled light when you heard the door slam. you put the book on the nightstand near the bed as the door in the room opened. he looked exhausted, the tie half taken off, the top of the shirt unbuttoned, eyes extinguished. he slowly sat down across the bed and carefully put his hand on your ankle. he nervously exhaled as he squeezed your ankle a bit harder. you rushed to move closer to him taking his hand and making him look at you. he looked up in your eyes. there was no need for words. you could feel his desperate wish to forget about everything with you. he was tired and couldn’t ask more from you. the muffled light looked so good on him even though he was overwhelmed. your hand drew his head to you. your neck was covered with goosebumps as you felt his warm breath. he started kissing your neck slowly but desperately. he put all his gratitude and adoration in every kiss. your skin responded to every touch of his lips. it was so gentle, so careful and persistent at the same time as he was scared that you would disappear. he moved his hand from your ankle to the scapula pulling you closer. his lips held onto your skin longer with every time. he couldn’t get enough of you.

akaashi keiji, KEISHIN UKAI, osamu miya, oikawa tooru, TSUKISHIMA KEI, SAKUSA KIYOOMI, kenma kozume

you were studying for your midterm as he was sitting in an armchair reading some magazine. “it’s so cold here” he said unobtrusively. you smirked but didn’t look away from the papers “then put some clothes on.” you could feel his unsatisfied gaze at you. he put down his magazine and crossed his legs. “my love, can you bring me my hoodie? i would’ve done it myself but I don’t know where you put it. I think you could use a little break. I bet these papers got the best time of their existence by getting your undivided attention. your eyes shouldn’t work that hard.” you agreed with him and got up. your neck was a mess after sitting with all these notes for several hours. and as you were passing him he grabbed your hand making you fall onto his lap. “seriously, that was your plan?” you laughed. he grinned getting your hair behind your ear “not yet.” he raised his knee so you would lean on his chest. he moved his finger to your chin drawing your lips to his. “god, I missed them these hours” he said before kissing you impulsively, supporting your back with his free hand so you wouldn’t fall. after a while he would grab your other leg managing to get you completely sit on him.

IWAIZUMI HAJIME, terushima yuuji, SUGAWARA KOUSHI, morisuke yaku, goshiki tsutomu, yamaguchi tadashi, SAWAMURA DAICHI, suna rintarou

you both finally got home after exhausting party at work of yours. you two were a little tipsy as you thought it would help to take the stress off. and since when he hadn’t stop from commenting on everything and you hadn’t stop laughing at every his line. you finally took a break and said tiredly "oh gosh, I wish we didn’t have to change and just went to sleep like that.” he glanced at you while taking the shoes off and smiled. “alright.” he effortlessly lifted you in the air holding you under the arms. he carried you this way to the living room. he laid on the couch putting you on him. he was trying to get in the right position so you would feel comfortable. you tried to resist at first but finally let your head rest on his warm, giant chest. you’ve never felt this secure and safe. he patted your head softly, kissing it every time his hand got to your neck. when you fell asleep he couldn’t help it and carefully placed your hands closer to his head, so he would lovingly kiss them in order not to wake you up. this was the moment he wanted to carry with him everywhere for the rest of his life.

azumane asahi, BOKUTO KOUTAROU, haiba lev, wakatoshi ushijima, OSAMU MIYA, kita shinsuke, KENTARO KYOTANI, kageyama tobio

you were having breakfast and tried to concentrate on the amount of things you had to do today. “mood spoiled from the very start of the day?” he tilted his head surprised by how cute you looked. you frowned and put the phone away “just a list of things I got to do.” he smirked “am I on this list? oh fuck, I’m gonna be late.” he pulled your chair closer to him with his foot enjoying the view and then suddenly enfolded your face with both of his hands. he devilishly suffocated you with his lips not letting go of your face. it was so passionate as if he literally drank all the blood from your lips. he stopped as his hand was sliding from your cheek to your chin. he definitely was going to do all of that it again. but then he froze in millimeter from your lips and whispered “don’t forget to return me this one when I get back.” he left giving you an air kiss. oh, this man… what you had to do today by the way?

ATSUMU MIYA, tanaka ryuunosuke, KUROO TETSUROU, yamamoto taketora, tendou satori, OIKAWA TOORU, nishinoya yuu, suna rintarou

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gentle-giant-swag · 11 months

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HELLO EVERYONE! I SHALL NOW REVEAL THE BRAKCETS

First up

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MOST FUCKABLE GENTLE GIANT

The A bracket (finished)

Battle 1-16

(most submissions in form 1 and most submissions in form b)

Starts Friday the 9th of June. 5pm CET. The brackets will be posted between the 9-10th of June.

Side A, 9th of June. 5pm to 8pm cet

Raphael Hamato (rise of the TMNT) vs Totoro (my neighbor Totoro)

Heavy (team fortress 2) vs Big Friendly Giant (BFG)

King Dedede (Kirby) vs Scorpia (She-ra)

Bismuth (Steven universe) vs Susan Murphy (monsters vs aliens)

Fezzik (the princess bride) vs Dick Gumshoe (ace attorney)

Master Chief (halo) vs Bumblebee (bumblebee)

Big Macintosh (my little pony: friendship is magic) vs Massimo Marcovaldo (Luca)

The titan (the owl house) vs Tyson (Percy Jackson)

Side B, 10th of June, 5pm to 8pm CET

Ivan Bruel (miraculous ladybug) vs Asahi Azumane (haikyuu)

Takeo Goda (ore monogatari) vs Caduceus Clay (critical role)

Milly Thompson (tri-gun) vs Sandy (Lego monkie kid)

Jaguar D. Saul vs Jean Bart (one piece)

Komamura (bleach) vs William Ellis (identity v)

Beelzebub (obey me) vs Kazanari Genjuurou (symphogear)

Senri (plus anima) vs Murakumo (rune factory 5)

Holly (super lesbian animal rpg) vs Brutus Feels (Kane and feels)

The B bracket (finished)

Battles 17-32

Characters who have returned from the spring bracket and from fandoms I’ve personally interacted with. So the spring bracket but we blacklisted big man

Date: Tuesday 13/6 to Wednesday 14/6, between 5pm to 8pm CET

Side A (Tuesday)

The iron giant vs Baymax (big hero 6)

Gonta gokuhara (danganronpa) vs Jonathan Joestar (JoJo’s bizarre adventure)

Dj (total drama) vs Yasutora “Chad” Sado (bleach

Muriel (the arcana) vs Jasmine (total drama)

Subject Delta (bioshock) vs aaarrrgghh (trollhunters)

Klaus Von Reinherz (kekkai sensen) vs Asterios (fate grand order)

Hunk (Voltron) vs Gooliope Jellington (monster high)

Dragonite (Pokémon) vs Asgore Dreemurr (undertale)

Side B (Wednesday)

Alphonse Elric vs Major Lewis Armstrong (full metal alchemist)

Urbosa (legend of Zelda) vs Glamrock Freddy (five nights at Freddy’s)

Milla Vodello vs Helmut Fullbear (psychonauts)

Dedue Molinaro vs Raphael Kirsten (fire emblem: three houses)

Winston vs B.O.B (overwatch)

Kanji Tatsumi (persona) vs Common Wubbox (my singing monsters)

Mordecai vs Muarim (fire emblem: gay rights path of radiance/radiant dawn)

Minsc & Boo (baldur’s gate) vs Big the cat (sonic the hedgehog)

C BRACKET (ongoing)

Battles 33-48

Those who fell in between the A and the D bracket. So this one has some pretty chaotic matchups

Date: Sunday the 18th to Monday the 19th, 5pm to 8pm cet

A bracket: Sunday

Nicholas St North (rise of the guardians) vs Grear Danes (irl)

Falkor the good luck dragon (the never ending story) vs Susan Strong (adventure time)

Grandpa Max (Ben 10) vs Cerberus (Greek mythology)

Kiryu Kazuma (yakuza) vs Dr Joshua Strongbear Sweet (Atlantis)

Fatgum (my hero academia) vs Takashi Morinozuka (ouran highschool host club)

Will Powers (ace attorney) vs Luther (Detroit: become human)

The Tick (the tick 1994) vs Evan Buck Buckley (911 on fox)

Riki Nendou (saiki k) vs Hearts Boxcars (homestuck)

Side B (Monday)

Shirahoshi vs Tony Tony Chopper (one piece)

Jetfire/skyfire (transformers) vs Indus Tarbella (epithet erased)

Sisyphus (hades) Vs Grog Strongjaw (critical role)

Hugo the abominable snowman (looney tunes) vs Aone Takanobu (Haikyuu)

Android 16 (dragon ball) vs Tiny (ever after high)

Wrecker (Star Wars: the bad batch) vs K (virtues last reward)

Goldlewis Dickinson vs Potemkin (guilty gear)

Yasha Nydoorin (critical role) vs Lily Bowen (fall out)

D BRACKET

Battles 49-64

Aka the one where the contestants sadly got the least amount of votes)

Date: Thursday 22/6th to Friday 23/6th 5pm to 8pm CET

Side A: Thursday

lain chu (dragon hunters) vs Panda (tekken)

Isaroth (genshin impact) vs Bizarro (DC red hood and the outlaws)

Jienji (Inuyasha) vs Jackie Wells (cyberpunk 2077)

Looks to the moon (rain world) vs Jogu (naruto)

Bane Perez (identify V) vs Zinnia (super lesbian animal rpg)

Vulkanon (rune factory 4) vs Argus (Greek mythology)

Mountain (ark knights) vs Taiga Saejima (yakuza)

Abbi (Omori) vs Gorem (bakugan)

SIDE B: Friday

Junko (storm hawks) vs Hajin (monstress)

Gylph (super lesbian animal RPG) vs Bongchun (Bongchun bride)

Fitz Fellow (detective grimoire) vs Bubbles (questionable content)

Dubo (omega strikers) vs Bob the titan (Percy Jackson)

Otto the giant water dog (wondla) vs Kurita Ryoukan (Eyeshield 21)

Mele the Horizons Roar (ishura) vs Gentle Bear (dog island)

The Selfish Giant vs Banjo Lilywhile (the hogfather)

Livio the double fang (trigun) vs Hank McCoy (x-men)

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May the best gentle giant WIN!

SECOND CHANCE BATTLES FOR ROUND 1

27/6, apricot bracket

Battle 1

Battle 2

Battle 3

Battle 4

29/2, shavedown of the apricot bracket

The battle

1/7, blueberry bracket

Battle 1

Battle 2

Battle 3

Battle 4

3/7, shavedown

The battle

4/7, citron bracket

Battle 1

Battle 2

Battle 3

Battle 4

5/7, shavedown

7/7, durian bracket

Battle 1

Battle 2

Battle 3

Battle 4

8/7, shavedown

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duckymcdoorknob · 1 year

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Perfectly Imperfect Night

Ships: Asahi Azumane x Gn!Reader

Prompt: They swore it was a “rite of passage” and “the best night of your life”. They clearly never experienced being abandoned by your date. Prom sucked until your bestie came to the rescue.

Warnings: Sadge reader

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Also @tohrusoftie my wifey. I hope you’re feeling okay, this one’s for you💓💓. & @asahisimpnation and @screamin-abt-haikyuu because h e ❤️

You should’ve known that something was up earlier that evening. You should’ve recognized your date’s displeasure when they excused themself to the restroom for ten minutes, blaming it on the “heavy bowl of soup” they had eaten.

You should’ve known.

But you didn’t want to.

—

The night of your senior prom was always called “the night to remember”. All of the adults sang of its praises, reminiscing their ridiculous hairdos and outfits that they sported at the time. They swore it was a “rite of passage” and “the best night of your life”, but were they telling the truth?

You shook the nasty thoughts away as you slid on your next outfit contender. Feeling rather confident, you snapped a photo and sent it to your friend group’s group chat.

“Thoughtsssss?”

“OMGGGGG IF YOU DON’T BUY IT I WILL 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨“

“Suga, take a chill pill. Anyways, you def should get that one.”

“I agree with Daichi, (Y/N)!!! You look abs. gorgeous!”

Your heart fluttered at the comment from Asahi. Okay maybe you had the tiniest crush on him, but you were going to prom with the date he personally helped you secure, so you were kinda stuck.

“This one it is then! See you hotties 2-nite 😎😎”

Swiftly changing into your street clothes, you then purchase the outfit and rush home. As soon as you step into your bedroom, you shut the door and open your blinds. Turning on some music, you sit down and prepare to get ready for the upcoming night.

After about ten minutes, your phone begins to ring.

“Hey, (Digital Assistant Name), answer call.”

“Answering call from Mufasahi.”

“Hiya!” You chirped, styling your hair with ultimate focus.

“Hey, (Y/N)!! Me and the guys figured we should call to remind you about-“ the long haired male’s voice was cut off as he took notice of how incredible you looked in such a short time. “Uh… about d-din-dinner.”

“Yep! Me and (Date’s Name) will be there exactly at five.” You replied happily, turning your attention to the screen.

“R-Right.“ You couldn’t exactly make out the gibberish, but you couldn’t miss the teasing tone that was laced on Sugawara’s tongue. “Uh… we’ll see you in a few hours!”

“See ya!” With a happy hum of contentment, you ordered your phone to continue playing your music, and returned to your duties.

After hours, your look was complete. You looked absolutely stunning, and couldn’t wait to show your date and your friends your look. You arrived at the agreed upon restaurant first, waiting patiently for your friends.

Little kids and older people eyeballed you in amazement, complimenting your look with huge smiles. You couldn’t help but feel beautiful…

Your date arrived first. They grinned weakly at you and took a seat across from you in the booth.

“You look nice.” They said quietly.

“Thank you. I think you look great too.” You replied with a warm smile.

There was an uncomfortable silence between the two of you. Your date had opted to aimlessly scroll through their phone, leaving you practically alone.

A sudden, over-exaggerated gasp caused the two of you to snap your heads up.

You couldn’t help the smile that tugged at your lips, and the roll of your eyes, when you caught a glimpse of Sugawara fanning himself dramatically.

“Daichi, catch me! I’m going to pass out! Aphrodite herself is jealous of this deity right here.”

You chuckled, “You’re not so bad yourself, Suga.”

Your date stepped out, allowing themself to sit on the end, as all of your friends piled into the booth. This did not go unnoticed by Asahi, who instantly shot a look at Daichi.

The two ignored it, choosing to go on with ordering their dinners.

Halfway through the meal, your date excused themself to the bathroom, muttering something about their soup.

“You don’t like them very much, do you?” Asahi whispered in your ear, gently touching your shoulder

You sighed, “And here I was thinking that I was being subtle.”

Your date returned just in time to pay, in which they payed only for themself and not you. Regardless, you all piled into Sugawara’s mom’s minivan and rode together to the prom.

The scene was bustling and noisy. Music loud, lights bright, and colors vivid. Your date set the pace of the group, walking quickly ahead of the rest of you. Asahi merely sighed, placing a warm, protective hand on the small of your back. “That’s not how you’re supposed to treat your date.” he grumbled.

You all caught up with each other inside and made your way to the dance floor. Your friends instantly dragged you and your date by the hands to a little part of the floor separate from the crowd.

To your shock, and everyone else’s, your date seemingly enjoyed being goofy with you. They happily danced with you, a huge smile on their face. You reciprocated the smile, giggling a bit.

The night had been going perfectly, until your date had to genuinely use the restroom, and Suga gave you a “great” idea…

“C’monnnn, if you don’t do it, I will!” The silver-haired male whined, grabbing your hand with both of his. “This is the moment you’ve been waiting for!”

You furrowed your brows as you whined softly. “I know but-“

“No buts! Go request that song!”

You groaned and carefully sauntered over to the DJ booth. You then requested your date’s favorite slow song, hoping to continue the tiny spark between you and them.

You and your friends decided it was a good time for a break. Four, very overheated third years carefully trudged to the cheap, hard, metal chairs. The four of you sat down, instantly feeling the relief on your aching feet.

“Anyone else thirsty? I’m going on a drink run.” Asahi chimed as he suddenly stood up.

After the group murmured their drink orders to him, he smiled then turned on his heel to retrieve them.

The lights suddenly changed from overwhelming shades of warm colors, to a dim white, and the music slowed. Asahi chuckled, instantly recognizing the familiar melody.

His chuckle faded, however, when he returned to see you sitting with your chin resting on your palm, looking utterly defeated. “(Y/N)?”

He handed the drinks out quickly and knelt down. “What’s the matter?”

You didn’t reply, instead opting to weakly point at the crowd. Asahi’s eyes fell upon (Date Name) leading someone else through the slow dance, their connection seemingly at 100%.

“I see.” He murmured.

Tears gently pricked the corners of your eyes as you tried to hastily focus on something else.

Instead, you were interrupted by a gentle tapping on your shoulder.

“Hey.” Asahi was standing before you, smiling.

“Hey.” You sniffled.

“May I…” this was it. The big moment. He could do it. “May I h-have this dance?” He slowly held out his hand.

You took it, rising carefully to your feet. “You May.”

Asahi led you wordlessly to the dance floor, right next to your date and their new dance partner. He wrapped his arm around your waist, holding you at a comfortable distance. “Is this okay?”

“It is… thank you.” You whispered, grinning up at him with teary eyes.

The ace removed one of his hands from your hip, carefully brushing the underside of your eye with his thumb. “Don’t let them make you cry. I hate that they made you think that you aren’t good enough…”

“It’s alright, Asahi.” You murmured softly.

“(Y/N)…” Asahi carefully pulled you close into his chest, still swaying side to side, “You’re worth more to me than all of the stars in the sky.”

The whispered message allowed all of your held-back lamentations to come flowing out. The long-haired male simply held you tightly. “There there… I’ve got you now.”

Gently tilting your chin upward to allow you to look at him, Asahi sighed in contentment before carefully connecting his lips to your forehead.

“I’m never letting you go.”

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theycallmebun · 10 months

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people of the same passion

asahi azumane x gn!reader

w/c: 716

genre: fluff(meetcute)

warnings: none!

summary: y/n and asahi learn more about each other at the local cafe!

a/n: i think this might be a pt1

you don’t know how the two of you haven’t met sooner. i mean, for so long, you were right in front of each other. literally, sitting at tables across from each other at your local cafe. both having claimed seats to sit in every friday and saturday evening. you don’t know if asahi– you learned that was his name when the barista called him up for his drink– frequented the cafe more than you, though.

of course you noticed him whenever you were there, how couldn’t you? that brown hair tied back loosely, revealing his chiseled jaw and muscular neck– you’re getting carried away. he was nice to look at but you never worked it up to introduce yourself and get to know him. and, you had other things to do anyway.

the creativity that buzzes through your head needs to be written. so many beautiful thoughts and ideas turned into lovely little stories and poems for you to reread on a bad day. turning your thoughts into interpretive art is your favorite activity. you often catch yourself daydreaming about anyone and anything, transforming that into some crazy tale blown way out of proportion.

you never approached asahi because, by the looks of it, he had other things do, too. whenever you glanced at him, he’d have his bulky headphones on, writing something down on a pad while bopping his head.

the both of you were just so busy, caught up in your own worlds.

until one faithful day, the new barista at the cafe, bless her soul, calls out, “jasmine tea, hot,” and leaves it on the counter.

you thought it was weird that she didn’t call out a name like how they normally do, but you stand up to get your drink. asahi stands up, too. you don’t question it, though, what if he just needs some napkins or something? it’s awkward when the two of you fall in step together and it’s even more awkward when you both grab the drink simultaneously. then, in turn, flinching away from the drink simultaneously.

“sorry, we must’ve ordered the same thing. go ahead and take that one, i’ll wait for the next one,” you take charge of the situation.

“oh, i was about to insist on you taking this one. i don’t mind waiting,” he responds politely. for how large he is, he’s pretty timid.

you laugh softly, he’s cute, you think.

before you can say anything, the new hire goes, “jasmine tea, hot,” again.

you grab the cooler one, hoping asahi appreciates the fact that you gave him the hotter and fresher tea.

before you walk away, asahi says, “would you like to sit with me? i understand if you can’t, you look pretty busy sometimes.”

“i would love to!” you gleam at his offer.

you introduce yourself on the short walk back to his table, and he does the same. when you’re seated, you ask about the cafe.

“so what do you like to get done when you’re here?”

“i like to write lyrics for some songs i’ve been working on. when i come in, i normally have the music all done but i just need the words to add,” he answers. “what about yourself?”

“i like to write some stories and poems. nothing too serious, just a creative and emotional outlet for myself, you know?” you reply.

“oh, that’s crazy. we’re like basically doing the same thing,” asahi points out.

you both laugh because it’s true.

“we’re people of the same passion,” you say. “that’s actually really good, let me write that down.”

asahi thinks you’re cute, too.

you grab your laptop from your table and quickly open your notes.

“sorry, i just have to write my ideas down as soon as possible, or else i’ll forget,” you excuse your abruptness.

“don’t worry about it. i’ve got some ideas of my own that i need to write down, too.”

and just like that, you and asahi fall into a productive silence while you write your racing thoughts down.

“we should do this again,” you bring up. “it was really nice doing that with someone else around.”

“yeah, i couldn’t agree more. i think that was one of my best writing sessions,” asahi confesses.

“i’m glad. i’ll see you around then?”

“absolutely,” he says.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu fanfiction #haikyu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #asahi azumane #asahi x reader #asahi x gender neutral reader #asahi imagines #haikyuu fluff #asahi fluff #karasano

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imagineanime2022 · 2 years

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

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

Requested: @mpregandmore

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

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

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

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

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

Daichi Sawamura

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

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

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

Koshi Sugawara

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

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

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

Asahi Azumane

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

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

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

Kyoomi Sakusa

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

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

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

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

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KINGYO COFFEEHOUSE [SUGAWARA KOUSHI X READER]

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

“Have you ever heard of this place?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Small iced caramel macchiato, please.”

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

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

“All of this on one ticket?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Here you go.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

...

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

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

“Do you know them?”

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

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

“I’m not lying!”

“Then you’re hiding something.”

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

“Tell me.”

“Do you really want to know?”

His eyes flashed and narrowed. “Yes.”

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

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

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

“You don’t have a crush on him?”

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

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

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

#a3-hq #sugawara koushi #azumane asahi #sawamura daichi #shimizu kiyoko #reader insert #sugawara x reader #sugawara x y/n #sugawara koushi x reader #sugawara koushi x y/n #fluff #one shot #haikyuu!!#hq #meet cute

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nope-i-dont-think-i-will · 2 years

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Haikyuu!! Teams and their little quirks. P1

These are all headcannons pls dont get mad at me-

Karasuno Highschool p1:

Sawamura Daichi:

-Daichi has rough hands, just generally. He can be caught on days when it's cold gently rubbing lotion into his hands to make sure it doesn't get worse.

-Has a huge habit of ruffling hair, or on team members who have little to no hair he will tap twice on their head to let them know they did good. (He taps Tsukishima on the shoulder, and Asahi on the hand because Tsukishima is too tall for him to reach and Asahi is more comfortable being tapped on the hand. )

-Hates his singing voice but loves to sing. He only sings around Asahi.

-Has rings and taps out songs.

Koushi Sugawara:

- Loves pink lemonade. Just loves it.

-Habit of ruffling hair, like Daichi. Only exceptions are Tanaka: who gets a nuggi, Tsukishima: who he pats on the back, and Asahi: who he either hugs or yells affection at.

-Loves hanging upside down from things: like hanging off of couches at sleepovers or trees at the park.

-smooth hands that make Daichi jealous.

-Hates raspberries. He won't explain it but it's because he once mistook one for a strawberry when he was little and was mad cause it wasn't.

-Needs glasses but doesn't wear them, either wearing contacts or going through his day blind.

-Acts almost like a cat when tired and will sleep in weird places.

Asahi Azumane:

-Adament book and history nerd but won't admit it.

-Got outed as both when Nishinoya went through one of his notebooks and it contained antiquarian studies and names of books he wanted to get his hands on.

-Sings together with Daichi during study days sometimes.

-Insecure about his hands because they are rough, and will instinctively hide them in pockets or behind his back.

-Has reading glasses he will only wear around Daichi and Nishinoya. Tanaka knows they exist and wants to see Asahi in them but keeps his boundaries, which he is thankful for.

-Sweaters in every season except mid-summer.

-Goofy side smiles when he finds something funny.

-Can't stand the texture of shells and cheese, but will eat it to be polite. He feels awful afterwards though and will apologize a some point for not liking it.

Yuu Nishinoya:

-Hates foods that are the color purple. Like purple poptarts or cookies just feel unappealing to him.

-Also just kind of doesn't like purple. Still thinks it's worse on food than anywhere else.

-Always mixes M&Ms with popcorn no matter what. He argues that the sweet and salty are "meant to be" and to "leave him and his popcorn the fuck alone"

-Loves anything weighted. Blankets, hoodies, hats, stuffed animals. If it's got weight he loves it.

-Obessed with jello. Loves it for no reason. Can't explain it and won't.

-Adores dogs.

Ryuunosuke Tanaka:

-Parents died when he and his sister were pretty young.

-Sweet boy. Will fight anyone to make sure no one is uncomfortable that is innocent or a friend of his.

-Is respectful of boundaries, and his flirting with Kiyoko had been discussed with her at some point to make sure she actually didn't mind.

-Learned to catch food in his mouth because it made his older sister happy when they were kids.

-Anytime he gets any form of award or trophy the people he tells in order are Saeko, Nishinoya (if he wasn't there), Sugawara, Daichi, Hinata, and then everyone else.

-Listens to Rob Zombie songs. (translated or not is up to you because I feel he would like them either way)

-Every year on Mothers day he gives his sister a white rose and a card of some form. It makes her cry every time when he thanks her for "putting up with him"

-Great with women on their periods and will always have some form of product on him. (His sis taught him right. 😌✋)

Chikara Ennoshita:

-Grew up in a single parent household with his father and little brother until his father passed away when he was 11.

-Is very protective of his little brother.

-Hates his smile, he just thinks it looks...weird? Bad? He cant place it but he doesn't like it.

-Doesn't like loud noises that are sudden or aggressive (like fireworks or angry yelling) but keeps it to himself.

-Does arts and crafts and has made nifty trinkets out of clay.

-Tanaka, Nishinoya, Kinoshita and Narita all got trinkets. Tanaka wears his around his neck when they hang out together.

-Bad habit of biting his cheeks, Kinoshita is trying to train him to stop.

-Gets sick easy.

-Despises warm coffee. He just hates the way it feels. But he LOVES cold brew.

-Drinks way too much hot chocolate than what should be healthy during the winter months.

-Cant stand pink lemonade and has to stop himself from arguing with Suga about it.

-Wants a rabbit but he knows with supporting himself and his little brother he couldn't afford to give it the care it deserves.

These are just headcannons! You can find the next part on my page soon <3

#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu headcannons #daichi sawamura #sugawara koushi #asahi azumane #yuu nishinoya #tanaka ryuunosuke #ennoshita headcanons #ennoshita chikara #hq hcs #haikyuu!!#headcannons #eeeeeeeeeee #<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

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rolling-thunder · 2 years

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Hi! I love your dedication to this ship! <3 Real life has made me stop following the fandom for 2 years and I’m trying to catch up. Could you suggest me a AsaNoya fic rec list post time skip / post chapter 402? Thanks so much! Grazie mille!

Hey anon! I don't know a ton of post time skip asanoya fics, but here are some I really enjoyed!

Breaking News: Asahi Azumane Knows the Whole Olympic Volleyball Team? by milkbread_writes: Asahi is a great guy, really. All of his employees appreciate him, even if he is a bit shy and standoffish at first. But the one thing no one could figure out was his personal life. Not that it was any of their business nor was he entitled to tell them. But that didn’t stop the rumors from starting about the mysterious picture that no one could see in his office. Or, Asahi wasn’t trying to keep his personal life a secret, it’s just that no one asked him. He would have gladly told them about his Professional Volleyball Player boyfriend if they were interested.

the other side of the world by arulal: Asahi accidentally confesses over Skype and Noya immediately buys him tickets to Egypt.

Rolling Thunder by milkbread_writes: Asahi was expecting a few things that day. He knew that the new athletic shorts he had ordered were supposed to arrive and his manager had emailed him letting him know that some sample fabrics were going to be dropped off at his apartment later. He knew they were supposed to get a thunderstorm that evening. What he wasn’t expecting was Nishinoya Yuu, former teammate, Japan’s national team’s libero, waiting in front of his door with an overnight bag and a bouquet of flowers.

Stars Exploding, We’ll be Fireproof by pocketsized_owl: Nishinoya wants to take illegal pictures of the Eiffel Tower, and Asahi tries his best to stop his boyfriend from committing a crime, but he’s not good at it. Domesticity and hilarity ensue. An engagement in front of the Eiffel Tower happens….just kidding! Unless…?

a dangerous engagement by jjomiomi: “How does that even happen? Why was I kneeling in front of a camel, anyway?” Asahi’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh, you uh- you don’t remember that part?” “No?” Asahi shifted in his seat. “You were trying to give me this,” he said, and he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box, slipping it into Noya’s hand. Nishinoya stopped laughing. OR Noya wakes in the hospital after getting kicked by a camel and doesn’t remember a very important event.

Silver Lining by athena_crikey: Nishinoya turns and Asahi sees his appreciation burning in him like a bonfire, his eyes bright and shining, his lips parted in awe. “I thought you asked me here to undress me, not dress me!” He smiles hugely. “This is amazing, Asahi-san.” “You’re my inspiration,” replies Asahi shyly. “And you’d make a great model. You’ve got the flair.” “Hell yeah I do,” replies Nishinoya, striking a pose and grinning.

If anyone else knows of any that I missed feel free to add them 😊

#asanoya #haikyuu!!#nishinoya yuu #azumane asahi #haikyuu!! post time skip #haikyuu!! time skip #fic rec asks #asanoya fic rec #azunishi #asahi x nishinoya #haikyuu

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seokiloquy · 2 years

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Drapery - Azumane Asahi

Au: Regular (Timeskip)

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

Word Count: 1.3k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“It could have waited till Monday too.”

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

“In fact, you did.”

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

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

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

He can practically hear you buzzing happily behind him.

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

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

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

“I’m only taking a bite!”

“Ya, of my meal. Eat your own.”

“You’re paying for it anyways.”

“Should I order another side dish?”

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

“You already are.”

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

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

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

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

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

“I didn’t kidnap you!”

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

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

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

It tugs his chest a little.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The comparison has him biting his cheek.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Posted: 09/10/2022

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theacevampire · 2 years

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A Princess' Duty II

Pairing: Kita x fem!Reader

Genre: Royal AU, romance, forced/arranged marriage, betrayal

Wordcount: ~2.0k

Warnings: mentions of parents' death, (attempted) murder but nothing graphic

Track: Carys – Princesses Don’t Cry

A/N: Anyone who wants to guess who's behind the whole mess is free to drop their speculations on me ;)

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“Daichi! You can’t be serious!”

“I am.” His face was hard, stone-cold and hiding the anger brooding under the surface as he stared into the void. “You will go with him. Don’t talk to anybody about the signature. We don’t know who to trust.”

After seeing the forged signature, you had asked to talk to your brother alone and dismissed Kita and his guards, as well as all of your own workforce except for your personal guards Azumane and Sugawara.

“And in case anyone asks: we handled the negotiations in secret to avoid influence on the princess’ free will.”

Getting married off was one thing itself. But your brother sending you away despite knowing you disagreed was even worse. You resisted the urge to stomp your foot like a toddler throwing a tantrum but you couldn’t stop the tears burning behind your eyes.

“You promised me you wouldn’t do this to me! You’re the only family I have left and now you want me to go? You’re abandoning me when I need you the most?”

Regardless of your protests, Daichi stayed firm. “Go with him. It’s for the better.”

“Better for whom?” you challenged him. “Me? You? The kingdom?”

“Don’t be selfish!”

“Don’t avoid my question!”

“Please.”

“You can’t tell me what to do!”

“I can!” His glare flickered to you, now overflowing with anger. “I am your king and you will follow my orders!”

The sound of a slap in the face echoed from the high ceiling the same millisecond Azumane and Sugawara called out in shock, “Sire!”

Using the king card was way below the belt and you didn’t deserve it, but it had slipped from his tongue before he could’ve stopped himself. As much as he wanted to, the damage was done and he couldn’t take back what he had said.

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes. “Go with him.”

“Sire...” Sugawara started before cutting himself off, not knowing what to say. Despite their year-long friendship, he was a knight who had sworn his king loyalty, while you were his sister and therefore Karasuno’s princess.

Daichi’s jaw tensed as he prepared himself for the next slap. When it didn’t come, he dared to open his eyes again, a pained but nevertheless relieved expression in them. “Listen, I’d like to keep you here to protect you myself. I am aware Kita’s a stranger, yet I think it’s safer for you to leave with him. You don’t have to marry him; I just want you safe while I get behind all this. You’re the only family I have and I can’t lose you too. I’m sorry.”

“What if they are working with them? What if it’s their doing?” Your voice choked by tears was barely above a whisper.

“Then it’s better if we keep them in the dark about our suspicions. Allow themselves to be lulled into a false sense of safety.”

You couldn’t believe he would use you like this. You felt like a bait, like the pheasant who got thrown into the woods only to be hunted by the men.

“We will announce your engagement tomorrow.”

Without another word you turned around and walked towards the door. Azumane’s armor rattled as he made a move to follow you, however you held your hand up, signaling him to stay. You didn’t want to see any of them for just one more moment.

Hand on the handle, you said one last thing before leaving, “I thought you’d be a better king.”

The door shut behind you, its loud bang echoing through the wide hall before you. For a moment you hesitated to just walk away, but as you heard the muffled argument from inside, you decided against returning. Daichi had made his point clear: you were to follow orders, regardless of whether you wanted to or not.

At the end of the hall, Nishinoya was waiting, unusually serious.

“Yū! I need to talk to you for a moment.”

He nodded and complied, meeting you halfway, far enough from the doors so no one would be able to overhear your conversation.

“Shinsuke Kita is here because my brother arranged a marriage with him and I agreed. It was all planned. Do you understand?”

Your forceful tone and expression told him everything. The words you had said were a lie through and through, without a shred of truth, but he should pretend they were. There had been no frowns or furrowed eyebrows earlier when he had informed you about Kita’s visit. Daichi and you had been happy he was visiting and were merely pleasantly surprised by his earlier than expected arrival.

He returned a steady gaze. “Of course, Your Highness.”

So far, only Nishinoya – he knew enough to make sense of it – Azumane and Sugawara were in the picture about the apparent treachery in your own ranks, aside from your brother and you – and excluding the culprits, of course – and it was necessary to keep the circle of intimates as narrow as possible. What would happen if the traitor was among these three and therefore knew you were on his heels, you didn’t want to imagine.

“Good. Now, please send His Majesty to my private library.”

With an obedient nod, he took off, leaving you once again impressed by his agility.

Adrenaline had replaced the blood in your veins as you hurried through the halls with long strides, faking confidence. In your haste, you almost ran into Daichi’s advisor Ukai.

“Pardon me, Your Highness,” he apologized, but you hardly acknowledged his presence, too caught up in your panic.

The next thing you knew was a knock on the doors and one of your servants announcing his arrival. You didn’t even remember entering the library.

“Sire?” his dark-haired guard questioned.

The king dismissed him with a wave and both of them left with a short nod.

Putting the feigned smile back on was harder with Kita and his stoic expression being so close, but you tried regardless. “Sire,” you greeted him with another curtsy. “Welcome to our palace. I hope the accommodations are to your liking and our servants treat you and your companions with respect. My apologies for the inconveniences. It must’ve slipped my brother’s mind to inform me about the arrangement. The last weeks have been rather turbulent for us.”

“I heard about your family’s passing.”

There was a snort sitting in your lungs, begging to be released. Of course he had. Everybody had. Everyone in every kingdom had heard about the tragic accident involving the deaths of Karasuno’s king and queen and their three youngest children. You had seen so many people look at you with pity while expressing their condolences, it made you sick. Especially because hardly anyone was serious and most of them did it only out of politeness or lack of other appropriate responses.

You were so sick of it you had needed to suppress a chuckle when someone had told Daichi he ‘should be grateful he got to ascend the throne so early’. It was absurd. Of course, the statement had been more than inappropriate, but it was a refreshing variety to the otherwise monotone avowals.

“My brother and I agreed to announce the engagement tomorrow if that is fine with you. Until then I will have gathered everything necessary so we should be able to depart the day after.”

His face remained cold, not even the slightest stirring of his expression told you anything. Someone could’ve placed him along the paintings and busts in a gallery and nobody would’ve noticed he was a living person.

“You can leave your guard and maid here; you won’t need them.”

Was this how it started? Was this his first step at controlling you? Leaving your servants here made alienating you from your family, from all you had, easier. You would have nobody to turn to, nobody to freely talk to, nobody to trust. Only him and his intimates who would tell him everything, about every word you said, about every move you made.

The realization tasted bitter on your tongue but you weren’t brave enough to say something, fearing if you resisted you would make things worse, possibly endangering you, your brother and your kingdom. And Daichi had made it clear you were to submit. So you remained silent.

Although his gaze wasn’t condemning, you felt naked, judged, vulnerable and suddenly very aware of the dirt still clinging to your dress and hands, as he eyed you. “We can delay the departure a few more days if you prefer.”

His proposition was enticing, but you didn’t want to pay the price this offer would cost. Ultimately, there would come a time where Kita would ask you to repay him for the kindness he had shown you and you weren’t willing to do that.

“There’s no need.”

Furthermore, it would only drag out the inevitable pain of farewell and the whole time you would only worry about what was to come, unable to cherish the last remaining hours with your familiar surroundings.

“It should take around five days to reach Inarizaki’s palace. The wedding is planned for a month later, so you should be settled in by then and we should have enough time to get your wedding dress sewn. If there is anything you wish for, don’t hesitate to ask, be it me or anyone else.”

Empty words. There was no way he could fulfill you the one thing you desperately wished for: That all of this was just a nightmare you could wake up from. And asking him to forego the marriage was even more unlikely to happen.

You gulped down the lump in your throat. But, asking for one thing should be fine, no? Just one thing to help you through the change in your life. “I have only one.” Kita beckoned you to continue. “I’d like to take my mare with me.” The price for this shouldn’t be that high, right? It wasn’t like a horse was something you could plot against him with. Or would he think you would try to run away with it?

“Of course. Whatever you wish for, Princess.”

Empty words.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Kita gave you an acknowledging nod and turned to leave as his glance fell on the book lying on the side table next to your chaise lounge. “An original Akaashi? These are rare.”

“It is. His Highness, Prince Kōtarō Bokuto of Fukurōdani, gave it to me a few years ago as a gift. Lord Akaashi has quite an interesting style and I admire his way with words.”

He hummed in agreement, before meeting your gaze and saying, “I’ll see you then.”

Now you were the one to hum as you saw him off with another quick curtsy, the only noise being the dull sound his boots made on the carpet.

Back in your own quarters, you called for your maid, “Hitoka! Help me get out of this dress!”

The door adjacent to your bedroom was ripped open and the young, blonde girl hurried towards you, to assist you with shedding the layers and layers of clothing from your body. With every piece falling to the ground, you felt freer, although your muscles lost their support with them and soon you noticed how exhausted you were, as you could barely keep yourself upright without your corset steadying your spine.

“Is everything alright, Miss?” she asked when your posture slumped down, quickly grabbing your arm to prop you up. “Should I get Chikara?”

“I’m fine,” you squeezed out. “Today was just quite challenging and I think I haven’t realized yet, I’m getting married.”

“It’s unfortunate they killed the younger twins. They should’ve gotten rid of the older siblings.”

Cold eyes flickered to the blonde. They would’ve made him shiver, had he not been used to them by now. It was a careless thing to say. In these walls, nobody knew who was listening.

“Indeed. The younger ones would’ve been way easier to manipulate,” the eyes agreed, although in a lower voice.

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