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hqnqm1 · 7 months

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Could I request a nishinoya x reader soulmate au?

fated by thread; from me to you

nishinoya yū x GN!reader

A/N: this took way too long sorry 😥. kinda ooc noya? my first fic so might suck booty, not proofread

“why are you the odd one out?”

it’s a question you’ve been asked your whole life. everyone was fated with the red string of fate, including you. everyone had always found their fated person on the other end of the string. everyone except you. so how come everyone was falling in love, but you’re falling behind?

“the red string of fate is a phenomenon in which soulmates by fate are connected to another by a red thread that is tied around their pinkies. this thread is dull but starts to glow once the pair find each other. sometimes, you may feel your partner moving based on tugging on your pinky. this is an indication that your soulmate is nearby. it is the persons choice if they want to cut their thread for any reason to withdraw pining over their fated soulmate. once cut, the string becomes dull again. this does not affect anything, but is a sign of rejection. this can be undone if the person reties their string with genuine feelings, as their thread can glow again” you read out the information on the book somehow hoping that soon, your ribbon will glow too.

“gah” you grunt out in discomfort. ever since the school year started again, you’ve been feeling constant tugs at my pinky finger. “does my soulmate really like to bother me that much?” you thought.

you gently examine your finger and caress it.

“you alright?” a voice appears suddenly causing you to jump on the spot. you turn to see that it’s your friend, hinako.

“what the hell? you scared me” you lightly berate your friend following a short chuckle.

“sorry~ anyway. are you still up to join a club? i hear it’s mandatory according to the student council” the brunette girl casually speaks.

“i’m not interested…” you bashfully respond.

“well, you’ll have to find a club soon. i suggest you manage the guy’s soccer team! the guys are so hot.” hinako enthusiastically adds as she gives a playful smirk.

“yeah they’re hot, but the soccer team is full of stuck up, filthy rich brats…” you scoff.

“oh! what about the yearbook committee?” she suggests.

“that’s for nerds” you joke slightly to light up the mood.

“oh? then, as a last result, all i can think of is.. the manager for the guy’s volleyball team!” she exclaims excitedly.

stuck in a few thoughts, she continues her sentence with a dreamy expression. “i hear that the guys are so fine… and their manager is stunning too…”

“shimizu? like, the kiyoko shimizu? she’s the manager isn’t she? she’s gorgeous. maybe i can consider it” you take the opportunity into thought. after all, you used to play volleyball until the accident.

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you’ve waited hours since that conversation from lunchtime and now you’re currently outside the school gym during after school hours, awaiting the third-year beauty. after what seemed like hours, she finally arrived, looking as stunning as ever.

“hello. i assume you’re here to visit?” a soothing, calm voice projects from kiyoko’s mouth as she radiates a small but welcoming smile.

“o-oh! yes! i’m here to try out for the manager” you blurt out suddenly as your face grows a furious red of embarrassment.

with no ill intent, kiyoko lightly giggles and beckons you to come inside the gym.

inside, you take in the vision of the nets that can easily loom over anyone, the scoreboards, the varnished wooden floors and not to mention, the fine guys.

one by one, they line up. you couldn’t help but find how breathtaking these men were.. that was until.. a special one showed up. black, spiked up hair with a highlighted strand at the front. he wore an orange uniform instead of karasuno’s standard black uniform for home games, indicating that he played libero. sure, he wasn’t the tallest, but did his pretty face make up for it.

that’s when it hit you. your thread ignited in a beautiful crimson luminescence.

in that moment, your heart thumps and throbs, your eyes widen, and you stare in awe. he’s your soulmate?

at first you thought he was approaching you, which made you freeze out of anxiety, thinking about the words to say when he approaches. instead he ran towards kiyoko instead with his friend with a shaven head. you can see kiyoko’s unimpressed demeanour around the two boys as they attempt to woo her.

then he turns to you.

“we must be the luckiest guys in the world, tanaka. to be blessed with these absolutely stunning people to keep coming to us! whatcha here for?” the shorter man smirks flirtatiously. in some way, it made you uncomfortable, but in another way, it made you feel appreciated and loved knowing that this man is your soulmate.

“well, i’m here to have a visit. i’m considering on becoming the next manager for the club” you respond with a constant consciousness to stay calm.

“you hear that nishinoya? they’re gonna be our manager! that’s great. what’s your name, hun?” tanaka asks with that musk voice of his.

“so that’s his name, huh” you thought.

your pulse races and you desperately try to keep your cool. clearly, the facade is breaking by each passing second.

“(name). pleasure to meet you” you hold your hand out.

in that moment, you see nishinoya’s eyes widen the moment he sees that the red threads connect. to your dismay, he doesn’t say a word and looks… disappointed.

he quickly shakes your hand then goes back to training as if the red string was nothing to him. you stand there dumbfounded and hurt. you found your fated mate and this is how the first meeting goes?

he continues to train and even after that disappointing exchange, you couldn’t help but fall in love with him more.

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successfully, you were able to become the manager of the karasuno boy’s volleyball team alongside kiyoko. spring tournament was approaching and you worked hard to prepare the boys for their important event.

training had ended already, the gym was empty, but, the only people that were filling the room were you and nishinoya.

“hey, can you pepper with me? i need to practise my digs” the libero asks you with an aloof and indifferent expression.

you haven’t played in a while ever since the accident that had injured your ankle. you didn’t want to embarrass yourself in front of him, but you didn’t want to reject his offer either. so you transported the basket of volleyballs. you start with a few quick shoulder warm ups, then you toss a volleyball upwards and spike it towards him.

the libero messes up his dig as the ball flies in the opposite direction. he lets out a snarky smirk.

“not bad. you’ve definitely played before” nishinoya retorts and he motions for you to keep going.

the little pepper session got more competitive. when the ball was set to him, he decided to do a feint and tipped the ball causing you to attempt a dive for the ball.

during the moment, unfortunately, you tore a ligament in your ankle from a past injury and you let out a scream of pain.

nishinoya’s stoic and indifferent attitude had dropped once seeing you injured.

“hey! wait! do you need me to take you to the infirmary?” his brows furrow in concern and he runs up to you, examining your ankle.

“yes… it’s just from a past injury..” you wince through the discomfort.

“is it alright if i guide you to the infirmary?” nishinoya asks in a gentle tone.

“that isn’t necessary…” you say bashfully although deep inside you clearly want him to be close to you.

“seriously, (name). you’re injured and you can’t walk” he responds, holding your hand to help you up. that strong, pulsating sensation in your chest appears again as your cheek grow faintly pink. he gently takes your arm to sling it around his shoulder as he guides you to the infirmary.

as he walks you there he makes a comment that flusters you.

“i can’t believe i get to touch the most stunning being i’ve seen right now” he proudly comments, making you flush red in embarrassment.

“hey wait! that was so uncalled for!” you chuckle.

little did you know that he never meant those words.

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tournaments finished and unfortunately, they came runner-up to the winners. currently, you’re at the back of the sendai gym, comforting a weeping noya who has his knees tucked to his head.

“hey? noya, you worked hard and did the best you could. that’s more than enough okay? you did your best and i’m so proud of you for that. you know what? one competition doesn’t define who you are.. to me, you’re hardworking, amazing and you always try your best.. this competition may have ended up with you and the guys in second place, but to me, you’re always my number one-“

“I DON’T NEED YOUR PITY OKAY!? THIS? THIS IS JUST STUPID! STOP BABYING ME! YOU JUST WANT MY ATTENTION BECAUSE WE’RE SOULMATES, YEAH? WHY DO YOU THINK I NEVER TALK ABOUT IT HUH? IT’S BECAUSE I HATE THE FACT THAT YOU’RE MY SOULMATE! I WISHED IT WAS SOMEONE ELSE! SOMEONE BETTER, LIKE KIYOKO!” noya snaps out of a fit of rage, leaving you dumbfounded and processing his words. it slowly eats you up and shatters you as you watch him storm away in anger. that was the last time you talked to him until the end of the year.

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it was one of the last training sessions of the year and you carried the tub of the club member’s water bottles to refill them with yamaguchi. the two of you walk towards the back of the gym and hear an exchange going on…

“why wont you go out with me? i did everything for you!” nishinoya cries out in a pained expression.

“i’m sorry, we aren’t meant to be.. i’ve already found my soulmate and it isn’t you.. i hope you find the one you truly love and i hope they make you happier” kiyoko replies with remorse and pity.

“but… it’s you i want… not anyone else… i’ve already cut my red string just to be with you” a gasp falls from kiyoko’s and a eavesdropping yamaguchi’s mouth from nishinoya’s revelation.

for them, it was jaws that fell in surprise, but for you, it was tears that fell in heartbreak. you already knew he despised you ever since the tournament but this? this is too far. your true soulmate had cut the thread and denied you for another woman. you walk away in pain.

“why can’t he just love me back?” you thought.

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you were now in third year, studying hard just to get into your dream university.

lately, you’ve been getting snacks, poems, keychains, plushies galore stuffed in your locker, but never once have you found out who’s been behind all this.

you’ve noticed small blonde hair strands on the plushies. could this be from tsukishima? no, he’s way too cold to like anyone. either way, he’s a jerk so nobody would like him back. but then there were also jet black hairs on the other few gifts. could this be a case of a love triangle where you’re being pined by your juniors, both tsukishima and kageyama? impossible.

but you did know someone that had both hair colours on his head… you didn’t want to assume it was him, and it had been a while since you thought about the man that hurt you.

it was a rainy afternoon and you had just finished tutoring. on the way home, you were considering cutting your part of the thread off. you believed that it wouldn’t matter if the love was unrequited.

you hold your umbrella out to prevent the rain getting to you as you walk down the wet street, the sound of rain hitting the concrete lingering in your ears.

a tap on your shoulder could be felt and you turn around. it’s nishinoya yuu. he looks disheveled and somewhat remorseful? is he here to apologise?

“may i help you?” you ask with a slight pettiness.

“hey, uh… i hoped you liked the gifts i’ve been leaving in your locker… i don’t know if it’s too late for this, but i took you for granted okay? those sweet and genuine words of yours, your consideration for others, the way you care for everyone around you, your kind and gentle demeanour… i can’t help but have fallen in love with it all… especially that one time, those words you said in the tournament got me by, and i just couldn’t accept your love because i was such a jerk and was blind to your love. i want to love you like how you loved me.. i’m so sorry i didn’t treat you like the royalty you should’ve been treated like. i don’t expect you to forgive me after what i did, but will you give me a chance to make it up to you..?” he asks with genuine remorse and regret. he looks you in the eyes with glossy tears threatening to fall down.

you see that he has also attempted to mend the red thread by retying it into a cute bow to try and rekindle what once was. you let out a small smile before you respond.

“maybe i’ll give it another go”

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you wake up. was it just a dream? is he really not yours? was it too good to be true?

you look around your room and… ah yes, you see your husband, nishinoya, beside you snoring and sleeping… not so gracefully. but regardless of that, he’s yours, you’re his, and beside your shared bed, resides the crib holding your twin infants, a result of the love you two shared. it seems that the dream was a memory of how it all started.

slowly, your husband stirs awake.

“my love? you’re up early” noya stretches his limbs from his slumber and following that, your children start to yawn and stretch out. he reaches for your hands as your fingers intertwine with his, the red string glowing stronger than ever. you smile gently as you plant a short but loving kiss on his soft lips. you then speak up.

“remember how we first met?”

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svatleena-delvera · 4 months

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Then why me?..

A/N: hey i just wanna do a nishinoya x reader but ill still do the hashira part but I'm feeling kinda angsty for nishinoya

Warning: angst pure

Nishinoya x FEM reader

🍓as always i don't know much English so if something is wrong correct me 🍓

Your both a first year and you've been together 1 month already you both choose a club

Your on a different club while your boyfriend is on a volleyball club

You always go there after your club end or if his club end first he'll pick you up

But ever since then when he joined the b

Club he sometimes forgot about you when you ask where he is the other members say he left already

You don't even know how you two were still together, now that your a second year

You both sometimes hang out or go to an ice cream place to date

But sometimes he forgot your anniversary

So since its your anniversary you brought him home chocolate and a bento

As you walk to the court you can hear yelling once you got closer you can hear

"PLEASE MARRY ME KIYOKO-SAN"

Huh.. strange it sounded like nishinoya when you peak through the door you can see nishinoya holding....a ring giving it to...oh. kiyoko of course..

You've know kiyoko almost everybody know her she's the most beautiful girl anyway smart, talented.. she even caught your boyfriends eyes

You don't hate her because she's sweet and caring but right now you feel your anger rising but not from kiyoko your angry at your boyfriend

You opened the door still holding the chocolate

Nishinoya saw you and ran towards you. Whenever nishinoya is gonna jump on you, you always catch him but today you avoid him and move to the side

"ouch hey! Why did you catch me"

You only stand there which leave nishinoya confused, he hold you shoulder but you snap his hand away

" after all ive give and done for you this is how you repay me?.."

"what do you mean?"

"if you like her so much then why me?"

"i... I don't understand why...what do you mean?"

You give the chocolate and the bento to him and said

" why do you marry her...were done nishinoya"

You walk away not looking back, nishinoya stand there regretting his actions and the other looked at the scene of what's happening right now

Daichi clap his hand telling everybody to get back to practice

Suga then came and said

"get her before everything is to late"

And ran back

He just stand there looking at your gifts... He does not deserve you, and you don't deserve him sometimes your loved but not meant to be loved

Ehe༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ not much angst

#nishinoya x reader #nishinoya yuu #nishinoya yuu x reader #nishinoya angst #nishinoya x reader angst #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x reader angst

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sugarlywhispers · 2 years

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A/N: well, hello there. Today, I don't bring a bts smut fic I'm finishing other two tho👀, but I found this cute Haikyuu Nishinoya angst/comfort I wrote for a request a while ago and I kinda love it, so here it is~♡

Warnings: angst/comfort, famouslibero!Nishinoya, I think some swearing words(?, honestly, I just need this Nishinoya in my life😩

Run. That's all you could think of doing. Run away from one of your worst nightmares. That's what everybody would do, right? Run as fast as they can, sometimes peaking back to see if the nightmare was still there, chasing them. And it was. Seeing that would make anyone run faster, right?

Running was the best solution, the best escape your mind could come up with to avoid the pain; yet your body wouldn't cooperate. It wouldn't do what your mind was screaming in an order at it to do. Your body was frozen in its place, watching the nightmare right there, in front of you, displaying everything that was happening in slow motion, like a torture to your heart.

Nishinoya Yuu, the one you thought, the one you felt was the love of your life, was standing a few feets away from you… with another girl that it was not you, his girlfriend, in between his arms. Kissing her, one of his hands caressing her cheek, while the other hugging her lower back.

He, the love of your life, the owner of your heart, was kissing another girl.

He opened his eyes, his lips still concentrated in their actions, and looked straight at you. And smiled.

The beats of your heart were deafening you, nothing around seemed to matter anymore. The oppression on your chest made you want to scream the pain away; the tears that you could feel fighting against your eyes for freedom were clouding your sight, but you could still see that smile.

You understood that smile. He was mocking you. He was proving that what you always had thought, was true.

You could almost hear his own voice, as clear as the water, “You see? You mean nothing to me. You never meant anything to me…”

“...Y/N?”

“She is better than you, in every aspect. Why would I stay with you? Why would I wait for you?”

“...Y/N, wake up, love!”

“You really are nothing to me...”

“Y/N!”

You felt the little shake some hands were doing to your shoulders as the strong lights blinded your eyesight when you opened your eyes. Those hands immediately cupped your cheeks in a tender way, thumbs cleaning gently the path your tears had made over them.

“Love, it’s okay, it was just a nightmare. I’m here…” Noya whispered, his voice sounding like he had just been awakened, yet so loving and caring. Even his still sleepy eyes looked lovingly at you, and worried.

Your heart was beating fast on your chest, the oppression you had felt still present on your upper body, and the image you saw of him with that girl still printed to your retinas, his words repeating themself over and over in your head.

You realized there that you were also still crying, that’s why he looked so worried. But you couldn’t stop, neither the images nor your feeling of despair.

“Hey, baby, don’t cry,” his arms surrounded you, hugging and holding you as if you were the most delicate crystal and he was afraid of breaking you, but at the same time, as all he wanted to do was protect you.

You lost track of time, laying in his arms until you were no longer crying, your heart coming back to its normal beating under the soft humming he had been doing to calm you. His voice always calmed you.

When you looked up at him, his charming and soft smile he had reserved only for you made the little butterflies on your stomach flutter around like crazy, “hi, there, pumpkin.”

You smiled shyly before hiding your face in the crook of his neck, arms around his torso hugging him tight, to which he corresponded with the same intensity.

“Want to talk about it?” You shook your head, not really wanting to even remember it, “I heard that sometimes it helps to talk about your nightmares. For how you were crying, I can bet it was a bad one, and you’re still shaking, love,” you sighed. “Come on, baby, talk to me. I just wanna help…”

It wasn’t the first time you had this same nightmare, and sadly, they always happened after one of his games. Nishinoya was one, if not the best libero Japan ever had, the Guardian Deity in any team he played at. He was agile, very skilled in his position, well built and handsome. He even displayed a special, attractive and seductive aura each time he saved a ball and smiled cockily at the opposite team, that made everyone, it didn’t matter the gender, fall for him.

Noya had his own group of fans that followed him to every match to cheer for him. In that group, was that girl. You have seen her several times. She was pretty and cute. During matches, she cheered for him louder than anyone, including you. But apparently she was a very shy person outside those events, because she had never tried to make a move to even ask for Noya’s autograph like the rest of his fans.

Until last night.

You saw it from afar, how she finally built up the courage to finally ask for his autograph, to which he kindly gave her, not really recognizing her. Yet, he did comment on how cute her little notebook was –of course, you didn’t know that the main reason he pointed that out, was because it reminded him of you. She thanked him, and apparently she felt more confident and bold to his little talk, so in a blink she stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek, before turning and running away, hugging her notebook to her chest.

She ran right at your direction; you could see her happy smile glowing in her face, his rosy cheeks making her look even cuter. Your heart fell to the floor at that sight when you heard Noya’s embarrassed laugh in the distance. He hadn’t seen you yet, but you did him, and his blushing cheeks.

It felt like everything was falling apart. Why? Because you had done exactly the same thing before he reached out to you the next day and invited you on a date two years ago.

You sighed again against his neck, before moving to lay next to him, away from his comforting arms. He let you go a little reluctantly, he loved having you in his arms all the time. But he gave you the space you clearly needed; his attention still was focused entirely on you.

“Do you…” you cleared your throat, feeling it close over the overwhelming feelings of rejection your head was making you believe, “D-do you still… love me?” It ended in an almost soundless whisper, but he could hear that loud and clear as if you had yelled it.

He opened his eyes wide and worried, and moved faster than you had ever seen him, his libero skills kicking in, until he was back as close to you as he could, propping himself up with his forearm over the bed, next to your head, so his weight didn’t crush you.

“What, in the name of Ryu, is that stupid question for?”

You really didn’t want to laugh in a moment as serious as that one, but Noya always had such a funny way to express himself, you just couldn’t hold it. “What does Ryu have to do with it?”

“Don’t change the topic, missy… And stop laughing! I’m being serious here,” he whined, not a single line of amusement on his face.

Noya gave you time to calm, but his eyes were locked on your face, paying attention to every move, every slight emotion you could let out intentionally. He was simply analysing you like if he was on a match.

You knew that after that question, he would never let the topic drop until you had talked about it through and through and everything had cleared out. That was one of the things you loved the most about him; his blunt and honest personality that let no space for confusion or doubt. He was a straightforward person, he didn’t like insecurity, unsureness or distrust, so he would always say what was on his mind.

He would act the same way in his daily life as in a game. So you were no different in his mind; to him, you were like a ball about to be served from the opponent team, and he had to find the best view, the position to receive you in that full speed you were going to be thrown at him. He had to protect you, to save you, even from yourself.

You took a deep breath, looking up at him again and finding his worried but persistent eyes on you, waiting for you to speak up.

“I… I dreamt about what happened last night,” you said in a murmur, confusion now spreading over his features.

“And… what happened last night?”

You sighed, this time kind of annoyed. He couldn’t not remember. “The girl, Noya… The girl that kissed your cheek,” you spat, crossing your arms over your chest and turning away your eyes from his perplexed and completely taken aback expression.

It took him several minutes to comprehend what you were saying, “Oh… OH.” He hummed, analysing the situation in his mind, before smiling cockily and asking, “Are you jealous, babe?”

The punch your tiny fist gave him on the chest made him go back to lay next to you on the bed, laughing at how even though you were smaller than him, you held a strength it always surprised him.

“You’re an idiot,” his barking laugh resounded in the whole house, and as always, had a contagious effect on you, so you smiled. Noya has always been the king of lightning any kind of mood up.

After some minutes, he went back to his previous position, laying on his side as close to you as possible, and he looked adoringly at you. “What is really troubling you? Cause I know you; I don’t think a kid daringly kissing the cheek of her idol it’s what has your knickers on a twist…”

You punched him again, but this time not as harshly, “Can you not use that expression?!”

He winked at you, smiling broadly, “You know I can untwist those knickers any time, babe, and if I may add, I’m an expert on yours…”

You covered your blushing face with your hands, trying not to laugh at his stupidly beguiling words and turning away on the opposite side from him. He just laughed at your cuteness.

Noya took advantage of the position and cuddled you back into his arms, your back flushed against his chest, this time his face hiding in the crook of your neck, his warm breath giving you pleasant tingles that spread over your whole body. Being in his arms was one of the best things you had ever had the honour of experience –and he thought the exact same about you.

You two spent a little while like that, just cuddling in silence. He was waiting until you were ready to talk. And if he had to wait hours, days, even months for you, he would.

He loved you that much.

“Jealousy was not the feeling I had,” you finally said; not having his intense focused eyes on you gave you the courage to admit what was making you so upset at last.

“Then, what was it?”

“I… I just… I know I’m not that important in your life, and there’ll always be someone to replace me, and that thought… just losing you… scares me.”

Noya could not believe what his own ears were listening to. If anyone had told him those words came out of your mouth, he would have not believed them; yet there he was, listening to them with his own freaking ears, and he still could not believe it.

“And I’m a Giraffe...” You turned your head to look completely confused at him. “Oh, sorry, I thought we were playing that game in which we say stupid and imposible things as if they were true facts.”

Silence.

“You-...”

Silence.

Really, what could you say to that? How were you supposed to act? Punch him again for being this silly, laugh for being that funny or kiss him for being the best boyfriend you had ever had in your life?

“Y/N, listen to me carefully,” he ordered, pushing you on your back so he could look you right in the face, one of his hands holding your cheek, “I freaking love you. There’s no one I rather be with than with you; there’s no one I rather love than you. I am the one who’s always scared that some tall, good looking guy with a handsome beard like Asahi will come and steal you from my arms, and because he will be that big, he will squash me like a cockroach with his big ass foot.”

Again, how the hell did you respond to that? By this time, people might think you were used to his personality, but the truth was that he would always come up with things that left you speechless.

You watched him, seeing in his face how real and honest he was being with his words. And you smiled, tears clouding your sight again, but this time, an immense feeling of corresponded love filling your complete heart.

Your arms surrounded his neck, pulling him closer to you, connecting your foreheads lovingly, “I love you so much, my cockroach.”

He laughed happily, “Oh, I feel the regret for having said that now…”

“Wait ‘til I tell Ryu about it.”

“You wouldn’t dare…”

You laughed maliciously, to which, after a second that he looked like he had been betrayed by one of his most trusted people, he took revenge by starting a fight of tickles that made your laughs echo through the whole house.

A sound that everyone was used to hearing when you two were around.

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fiorella-a · 9 months

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Karasuno boys as... "Vampire" song lyrics!

(+ Short scenarios)

Info:

-future! Karasuno boys x gn! Reader

-No Tanaka, he's married after all 🤷🏻‍♀️

-toxic relationship

-cursing

-slight angst (i guess)

Daichi:

"I loved you truly

Gotta laugh at the stupidity"

"I should've known it was strange

You only come out at night"

>> You always found it weird that Daichi would go out around midnight or almost midnight, I'm talking about 10, 11 or 12PM and then come back an hour and a half later. God you hate yourself for falling into his trap when he assures you saying, "It's required for me to patrol around the area" or "you know I'm a police officer, babe" and due to your sincere love for him, you always did understand his responsibilities.

Although you can't help but notice that every time he comes back, he smells and looks.. fresh? Like he had just taken a shower and re-used his clothes.

Maybe he did take a shower with a girl he was giving an after care for. Maybe he was patrolling the area of his girl's apartment. But you can't do anything, you don't have enough evidence.

Sugawara:

"Cause I've made some real big mistakes

But you make the worst one look fine"

"You're so convincing

How do you lie without flinching?"

>> Sugawara gave you an extra key to his class just in case he locks the door and you wanted to visit him. Your relative, who goes to the school that he teaches, called you and told you how amazing his day was, you found it weird that Sugawara isn't home yet. "That's awesome, buddy! But I gotta go, alright? I'll call later on, bye-bye!"

Once you hung up, you drove as fast as you can to the school and came into his classroom without warning.

You saw a woman sitting on Suga's desk, while he has his right arm wrapped around her waist. The woman could only eye you up and down before turning to yell at Suga, "I thought you told them? Gosh Suga! We've been over this for what? A thousand time?!" The said woman jumped out of his grasp, pushed you aside and walked out while slamming the door behind her.

He scoffs at you before opening the door and chasing after the woman.

He left you, huh? Of course he did.

Asahi:

"Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire"

>> Being an apparel designer and someone who used to get nervous all the time, Asahi gets insecure about the things that he has or had created. He always yearns for your compliment and your opinion both for him and his designs.

And God did it drain you, always saying "you did a great job today, pretty boy" "look at this! One thing missing and after that, it'll be all perfect!" You acted more like his worker rather than his partner, to be honest.

Nishinoya:

"Ooh, what a mesmerizing, paralyzing, fucked-up little thrill

Can't figure out just how you do it, and God knows I never will"

>> Nishinoya takes you with him every time he goes travelling, he winks at you before saying, "It's my treat, love"

After a long day, you both headed onto a nearby hotel before resuming your adventures for tomorrow. The room was spacious, the balcony had the best view and you were busy day dreaming while Noya went into the hotel lobby to fetch you both some food and when he came back, he surprised you with your favorite meal!

You're so easy to distract that you missed the kiss mark on his temple and his neck.

Kageyama:

"The way you sold me for parts

As you sunk your teeth into me, oh

Bloodsucker, famefucker

Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire"

>> Kageyama kept your relationship very lowkey, he didn't wanna make you overwhelmed by the amount of fans and paparazzi that's on his back, but his team does know you.

When Kageyama is fast asleep, you grab his phone and tries to find one of his teammate's number and luckily, you did!

2:09 AM:

"Hi! Kageyama's girlfriend here, I got your number off of his phone. Can you please help me set up a party for him? Thank you and it's no biggie if you decline."

5:31 AM

"Hey, you have a different number? Gosh [random name] you didn't tell me sooner."

"I'm sorry you must've misunderstood, It's actually Y/n!"

"Oh, Y/n? Aren't you his one night stand? Please stop messaging me, i'm uncomfortable knowing Tobio has a girlfriend and you're trying to earn his attention. Thank you for the efforts of reaching out for me."

He kept you a secret because all they know is you were nothing but a fling to him.

Hinata:

"How's the castle built off people you pretend to care about?"

>> When Hinata got home from practice, he could tell that you were tired and he asked about your day, "Nothing much, just stressful customers always making a scene, you know?" You laugh at your words while Hinata looked into your eyes, "That's sad." He coughs "anyways my day was more stressful than yours, I–"

You spaced out while his rambling started.

Did he even put himself into your shoes?

Tsukishima:

"I used to think I was smart

But you made me look so naive"

"And every girl I ever talked to told me you were bad, bad news

You called them crazy, God, I hate the way I called them crazy too"

>> Tsukishima has you wrapped around his fingers and he knows it. He made you so dependent on him that he knows you can't even go on a day without telling him stories. Gosh he loves the way you're so easy to manipulate! you could've lent in some time for the girls to explain themselves but no, you took his words.

What a fool.

Yamaguchi:

"Went for me, and not her

'Cause girls your age know better"

>> Yamaguchi likes someone from his class, but when you confessed to him, he can't help but accept it out of pity. And Yamaguchi successfully shaped you into his crush. Making you trim your hair, dress in a different aesthetic and even changing the way you talk, just for him. And gosh when you saw the way he looked at the person he liked, you noticed something similar about them.

Everything. You're like that person's mirror.

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prince-y · 2 years

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Okay I absolutely love your work!!!

Can I request Tanaka Ryuunosuke that cheats on male reader? And he feels guilty so he calls them to confess about it but the reader is with Nishinoya?

Ive had this idea for a while and have been looking for someone to write it 😭

(Thank you<3 Tell me if this isn't what you had in mind)

Tanaka x Male!Reader

「Break up」

(Angst)

Characters you can request

Check out my masterlist

"Whaaat! No it's definitely Mary!" Nishinoya argued as him and [Name] watched a mystery movie. The other boy shook his head. "I'm 100 percent sure it's Harold" He countered and Noya scoffed, continuing to watch.

Suddenly, [Name]'s phone rang and he groaned, checking who it was. Nishinoya paused the movie as they both saw it was Tanaka, saved as "Ryu<3".

"Yeah?" [Name] answered the call with a happy voice, making Nishiniya roll his eyes playfully. "Ah, hey, can we talk?" Tanaka responded on the other end, the shake in his voice making his boyfriend worry.

He kept quiet for a moment, looking at Nishinoya with a worried expression, mouthing "One sec", before leaving the room.

"What's up Ryu?" [Name] asked now, calmer, quieter. There was a loud exhale, a sigh, on Tanaka's sighed and [Name] kept quiet for the other to say something.

There was the sound of someone clearing his throat, most definitely Tanaka. Then shuffling. Silence again. Finally he started talking.

"I cheated on you".

The words hit [Name] like a literal punch in the face. He gaped, staring at the door that separated him from Nishinoya in pure terror.

There was silence, not a comfortable one. It was telling, the shake in Tanaka's voice made [Name] aware of his guilt, but that didn't really change much.

"I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I know. There's no excuse and I won't lie." He started explaining, while [Name] kneeled onto the floor, listening patiently, "It was a girl I've been friends with since a long time. I realised that my feelings for you may not be that deep, because it happened so easily and... Again, I'm really sorry".

Without noticing, some tears had blurred [Name]'s vision, his hand tightly gripping onto the phone and the other covering his mouth in disbelief.

"We should break up", Tanaka said after another moment of silence and [Name] couldn't answer. He could open his mouth, too scared he'd start sobbing out loud.

Ryuunosuke was patient, he waited silently for [Name] to calm a little so he could talk. "Okay" The word came out of his mouth breathy, quiet, "Yeah, yeah, we should. And Tanaka..".

The male on the other end gave a guilty hum, but [Name] smiled slightly, sighing shakily. "Thank you for telling me the truth" Was everything before he hung up, staying where he was on the floor for a moment, head lowered.

Suddenly he heard shuffling from behind the door and it opened, [Name] didn't look up to see who it was and Nishinoya didn't ask what happened. The short male simply kneeled down in front of him with a worried smile, extending his arms slightly to offer him a hug and [Name] appreciated it. The way the shorter male didn't just hug him, but asked for permission.

[Name] nodded weakly, let his phone fall to the side and hug the other, feeling Nishinoya wrap his arms around him as well.

It was silent for a good few minutes, sobbing was heard, quiet. Noya didn't ask anything, caressing [Name]'s back soothingly and occasionally giving a small "shh". The usually loud, impatient and energetic boy was silently waiting for him to calm down.

After that finally happened, [Name] sighed, pulling away with a kind smile, brushing away tears and drying his cheeks. "Thank you" He muttered, voice hoarse and audibly disappointed.

"Tanaka cheated. We broke up, like it was nothing.." He explained, barely able to open his mouth again before Nishinoya started talking. "What?! He cheated on you?" He asked in a clearly annoyed tone, expression visibly pissed off and [Name] nodded.

He wasn't going to defend Tanaka, say he at least said the truth, even if he did tell him, it was wrong and Tanaka definitely knee that himself. "I'm angry and I'm sad, but don't be too cruel on him now" [Name] said with a disappointed smile and Nishinoya huffed annoyed.

Before he could react, he was pulled into another hug.

"He doesn't deserve you, seriously. But at least he didn't keep it from you, that idiot" Noya complained quietly, making [Name] smile more genuinely.

He was glad that he could be sure to always have people by his side to cheer him up, even without a boyfriend.

"[Name], wanna go binge season 5?"

"Hell yeah."

This is short, I think, but I hope you like the angst with comfort thing going on

Also, I recovered from covid y'all, like a badass

#tanaka x male reader #tanaka ryuunosuke #tanaka ryuunosuke x male reader #angst #tanaka angst #haikyuu x male reader #angst with comfort #nishinoya is great #x male reader #male reader insert #haikyuu #haikyuu nishinoya #nishinoya yuu #haikyuu tanaka

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immediatelywriting · 1 year

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Turn Around, When Possible Reading Guide

A few months ago, I finished posting “Turn Around, When Possible” the first part of my Haikyuu fanfiction series called “There’s No Navigation That Tells You How To Survive A Car Crash” on AO3.

Back when I posted it, I left a reading guide in the comments on that final chapter, but I’m going to transfer it to Tumblr, because I think that’ll be more organized.

So from now on, you’ll be able to find the storylines of each single character, in case you’re interested in reading only their storyline.

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For the people who haven’t stumbled past this post because of the link in my AO3 end-note. Hi! I welcome you to read the summary of “Turn Around, When Possible”:

It starts out like a fun idea: the Karasuno Volleyball Club traveling South to meet their rival teams for a training camp in Tokyo. Having full faith in their bus driver, Takeda, the team dozes off during the long drive. They’ve been driving through the woods for hours now, after all, and it’s already gotten dark.

Little do they know that this drive was never meant to be this long, and that Takeda is horrendously lost.

It gets worse from there – when, disoriented by the darkness and tiredness, Takeda makes a mistake while driving. A mistake that results in the bus rolling down a slope.

Just like that, Team Karasuno is hurt and stranded in the middle of nowhere, struggling to survive. All they can do, except take care of their wounds and one another, is wait, and wait, and wait for someone to find them.

They wish they’d turned around when they still had the chance.

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Are you interested in reading the entire first fic (not following just one character) click here. I do really recommend you first read it completely before choosing a specific character’s storyline, because otherwise things will get really confusing.

Or if you want to read part 2 of this series, click here.

Or if you are a fast reader and want to read part three, click here.

Click “read more” to see all characters’ storylines listed in order below.

Hinata’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 4

chapter 7

chapter 14

chapter 15

chapter 16

chapter 22

chapter 23

chapter 24

chapter 31

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 4

chapter 6

chapter 7

chapter 11

chapter 18

chapter 21

chapter 22

chapter 26

chapter 27

chapter 28

chapter 34

chapter 35

chapter 40

chapter 41

chapter 44

chapter 49

chapter 56

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 6

chapter 7

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Kageyama’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 3

chapter 4

chapter 14

chapter 16

chapter 22

chapter 23

chapter 24

chapter 31

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 2

chapter 10

chapter 11

chapter 18

chapter 22

chapter 40

chapter 41

chapter 47

chapter 48

chapter 49

chapter 52

chapter 56

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 4

chapter 6

chapter 7

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Daichi’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 4

chapter 7

chapter 8

chapter 11

chapter 12

chapter 30

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 2

chapter 9

chapter 12

chapter 23

chapter 24

chapter 25

chapter 35

chapter 39

chapter 42

chapter 45

chapter 46

chapter 50

chapter 54

chapter 55

chapter 56

chapter 58 Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 5

chapter 7 _______________________________________

Sugawara’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 7

chapter 8

chapter 11

chapter 12

chapter 19

chapter 29

chapter 30

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 1

chapter 12

chapter 23

chapter 25

chapter 28

chapter 35

chapter 39

chapter 50

chapter 51

chapter 54

chapter 55

chapter 56

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 5

chapter 7

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Nishinoya’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 4

chapter 7

chapter 8

chapter 9

chapter 26

chapter 27

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 15

chapter 16

chapter 20

chapter 28

chapter 30

chapter 36

chapter 37

chapter 53

chapter 56

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 4

chapter 7

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Asahi’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 9

chapter 26

chapter 27

chapter 29

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 1

chapter 15

chapter 16

chapter 17

chapter 20

chapter 29

chapter 30

chapter 34

chapter 35

chapter 37

chapter 53

chapter 56

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 4

chapter 7

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Tanaka’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 4

chapter 7

chapter 8

chapter 19

chapter 20

chapter 21

chapter 29

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 1

chapter 17

chapter 28

chapter 34

chapter 35

chapter 44

chapter 56

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 2

chapter 7

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Kiyoko’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 4

chapter 15

chapter 16

chapter 21

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 2

chapter 13

chapter 17

chapter 28

chapter 33

chapter 34

chapter 35

chapter 56

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 2

chapter 7

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Yachi’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 4

chapter 15

chapter 16

chapter 24

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 2

chapter 6

chapter 13

chapter 17

chapter 28

chapter 44

chapter 56

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 7

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Tsukishima’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 6

chapter 17

chapter 18

chapter 19

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 4

chapter 14

chapter 38

chapter 43

chapter 56

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 3

chapter 7

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Yamaguchi’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 6

chapter 17

chapter 18

chapter 19

chapter 29

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 4

chapter 5

chapter 14

chapter 17

chapter 28

chapter 33

chapter 34

chapter 35

chapter 38

chapter 43

chapter 44

chapter 56

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 3

chapter 7

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Takeda’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 4

chapter 10

chapter 12

chapter 18

chapter 19

chapter 29

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 1

chapter 6

chapter 12

chapter 31

chapter 32

chapter 44

chapter 56

chapter 57

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 1

chapter 7

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Uaki’s storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 4

chapter 7

chapter 8

chapter 10

chapter 18

chapter 19

chapter 29

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 4

chapter 5

chapter 6

chapter 19

chapter 32

chapter 56

chapter 57

chapter 58

Part 3. Destination Reached chapter 7

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The other teams’ storyline

These are the links that’ll send you to the chapters that belong this character’s storyline

Part 1. Turn Around, When Possible chapter 5

chapter 13

chapter 25

chapter 28

chapter 32

chapter 33

Part 2. Turned Around (Recalculating Route) chapter 8

chapter 52

chapter 58

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The fic has been completely uploaded, so this is the complete guide. In the case that this fic gets any spin-offs I’ll make sure to link them down below :)

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prettybillycore · 2 years

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Emergency request. Hi, I’m not sure if you do emergency requests but I hope you do. Could you make a fic where the reader has a binge eating disorder and is comforted by Asahi, Noya, and Tsukki sorry if that’s too many. Feel free to deny this request. If this topic makes you uncomfortable once more feel free to deny this request. I hope your doing well.

TW: post contains discussions of EDs. Please do not read if this is a topic that upsets you. The fic itself is hurt/comfort, but please don’t push yourself to read if you are not in the right headspace.

Dear Anon- I have never received an emergency request, I’m so sorry that you have been struggling. I’m not sure how long this has been in my requests because I have been absent from Tumblr for some time (I only really made a return last week). Just know, I struggle with binge eating disorder as well and I feel your pain. I hope this helps you <3

Cas

CW: negative self-image, binge eating disorder, mention of a doctor's office, minor bullying, weight gain/body changes

You wanted to stop your binging episodes, but you just didn’t know how to. Which, in turn, only made you more anxious and caused you to binge more often. The people around you wanted to help, but they didn’t always know how to. However, eventually, it gets to a point where they can tell that you really need a comforting hand.

Asahi

You were always shorter than Asahi, but his towering size didn’t make you feel better about yourself. You still felt big.

As your disorder’s symptoms worsened, you stopped coming to his practices. You were one of the managers and the younger sister of Sugawara, so this was very out of character for you.

You two had been close ever since you started high school, you were in Nishinoya’s class and it just felt natural for the three of you to hang out all the time.

You fell in love with him quickly, but it took a while for you to admit it to him. You were afraid that he might reject you, even though the rest of his team assured you that he was in love with you.

Once you told him about your crush, he fell even more in love. He thought you were the best person he had ever met. Whenever you would talk about flaws or insecurities, he would do his best to make you feel better about them, even if he didn’t know what would make you feel better about them.

He’s already awkward about everyday stuff so he really didn’t know how to approach you about something so serious. He didn’t know what exactly was wrong, but by the looks that Suga gave him when he asked about you, he knew that it wasn’t good.

You two were both shy and quiet types anyway, so it wasn’t weird for you to take social breaks. However, this felt like it had gone past a social break and he was starting to feel incredibly worried.

It got to the point where Nishinoya said you had begun to miss all of your classes and he hadn’t seen you in a few days for more than a minute at a time.

That was the point where he felt like he needed to intervene. He knew Suga was trying his best to help you with whatever was going on, but he thought maybe talking to him might help. Everyone needs their boyfriend in dark times.

He asked Suga where you were. Your brother said that you had decided to stay home again and you were struggling with your health. Daichi overheard part of the conversation, and he knew that Asahi would not be able to focus on practice at all if he stayed, so he let him leave early.

He got over to your house as soon as he could and knocked on the door. He was surprised when you answered it, but he was glad to see you. He took you into his arms without saying a word and you started crying.

When you told him what had been going on, you were sitting on your bed. He had his hand gently resting on yours. He listened intently to every word. He knew that there was nothing specific he could say to help the situation, but he wanted to do everything he could to make you feel better.

If you got more emotional, he squeezed your hand and when you were finished he took you into his arms again. “I don’t know what to say, Y/n, but I will always be here to listen. You, me, and Suga will figure this out together okay?”

Nishinoya

You had grown up with Nishinoya around, you were Asahi’s younger sister.

You began struggling with your disorder in middle school and as you started your first year of high school, your insecurities only grew. You just felt like the other girls had better bodies than you did. You felt like you couldn’t appreciate the good things your body was doing because the bad just felt so heavy.

Your crush, Nishinoya, was not shy about his crush on the other manager. You understood why he liked her, but you also ended up putting yourself down about it. You felt like you couldn’t ever measure up to her.

Nishinoya noticed that even though you had signed up to be a new manager, as the year went on, you hung around at practice less and less.

He knew something was wrong when you stopped sitting with the boys at lunch and you started walking away from him when he would approach you. He was loud, there was no way you didn’t hear him.

He tried to ask Asahi what was going on, but your older brother didn’t seem to know much. He knew something was off, but he didn’t know what either.

One day, Noya couldn’t take it anymore. When you tried to get away from him in the halls after school, he lunged and grabbed onto the strap of your backpack.

“Cut the crap already, Y/n! What’s going on with you? You’ve been acting really weird!”

Leave it to Noya to cause a scene. The longer you stood there without an answer, the more people stopped and looked at your odd encounter.

“Nishi… Can we talk about this later? People are staring…”

He quirked his eyebrow and then looked around. “Huh? Oh…”

He glared, “What are you all looking at? Go home!”

People scrambled out of the hallway. No one wanted to deal with Nishinoya’s angry tone. You could tell that he wasn’t going to let you get away from him, so you started to explain why you had been distant. You went through everything; your crush on him, your disorder, and how you were scared to talk to someone about your problems. You didn’t want to bother him or Asahi with anything while they were in season.

You were both sitting on the floor in the hall when you finished explaining. He had been listening intensely, leaning forward and nodding along to your words. When you stopped talking, he leaned back and sighed. “Y/n… You’ll never be a bother to me. I really like you, like you like you and I want you to feel like you can come to me whenever. Asahi and I would never talk down to you about your problems. This eating thing is serious and I want to help you, I’m sure he will too. We can talk about our feelings later, let’s call your doctor, yeah?”

You reached over and squeezed his hand. “Thank you, Noya.”

“Always, Y/n.”

Tsukishima

Tsukishima, Tadashi, and you had been friends since middle school. They were your whole world, so you followed them to Karasuno. You couldn’t imagine doing this whole high school thing without them.

There was something that started driving a wedge between you during your first year though; Tsuki’s teasing.

It was nothing new, but as your symptoms from your disorder worsened and your body changed, Tsuki took notice. Every so often, he would pick at your choice of food or the fact that your shirt didn’t fit quite right.

When you were in middle school, he picked on your height and you’d pick on him for his right back. You had thick skin and you enjoyed poking fun at your friends. Though with your disorder, Tsuki had gone too far and you didn’t know how to tell him that.

You started hanging around the boys less. Even the other kids in the volleyball club started to notice that you weren’t around. Tadashi tried to talk to you to find out what was wrong, but you wouldn’t tell him anything more than you were mad Tsuki.

When Tsuki heard this, he was confused. It didn’t take him long to find you in the library during your lunch hour. You were slumped over a table, reading a book he didn’t recognize. Some girls were sitting at a table across from you, and he could hear them making fun of your appearance. He shot them a glare and they fell quiet.

“Tadashi told me you’re angry. What for?”

You didn’t look up from your book. “Why do you care?”

He pulled out a chair and sat down next to you. You could feel him looking at you. “Because I want to fix it.”

You put down your book at that notion. “The infamous Kei wants to apologize? Shocking.”

He rolled his eyes. “What did I do?”

“I don’t want to talk about weight or food anymore. No more jokes about that.”

He sat back for a moment and thought about what he had said to you. He could feel the guilt washing over him as you began to explain your eating disorder. He was honestly mad at himself for not noticing sooner. You were his crush after all, why didn’t he notice your change in demeanor?

He could see tears welling up in your eyes as you finished talking. You let out a big sigh and your shoulders slumped back over as they had been when he first entered the library. “I should have noticed, I should have never joked about any of that stuff. Picking on you is no fun if you’re taking it to heart. Let’s go back to picking on each other’s heights? I’m sorry, Y/n, really.”

“I forgive you, Kei.”

“I’m glad. I’ll learn more about your condition and if anyone else says anything to you, I’ll tell them off, deal?”

You smiled. “Deal.”

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questiontocertaintyofreality · 3 months

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Viva La Vida ~Nishinoya Yuu Angst

A character study consisting of a headcanon on how Nishinoya would react to became third grade

You see, we believed that this year would be special and would be considered the beginning of an era. We fought with everything we had in our hearts and hands, but this was only in our eyes. This year was important to us, but life was not obliged to listen to our opinions. While holding life in our hands, did we appreciate it? –Nishinoya Yuu

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Nishinoya Yuu, who was preparing to enter the third grade, thought that every moment he could value life was fading. It is the story of Nishinoya's mental effort to reach the days when hope was real and he watched the streets with hope. Inspired by the song Viva La Vida

#Fanfiction #nishinoya yuu #Haikyuu #Karasuno #Haikyuu fanfiction #Haikyuu angst #Nishinoya Yuu angst

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redbeansoups · 2 years

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Graduations and Goodbyes

Nishinoya Yuu x Reader In which life is bitter, and you and Noya part ways.

***

In the many years you’ve known him, nothing about Nishinoya has ever screamed boyfriend. He dresses half his age, and his shirts are a tad bit too large on him, and he gets little bits of food stuck on the corners of his mouth when he eats, and his handwriting is chicken scratch, and his cooking is little more than half-salvageable scraps in a pan, and he’s terrible at math, and he can barely put an essay together for the life of him–

You’d met him as an overeager middle-schooler, a squeaky, pre-pubescent boy just entering his teenage years. A history class and a terribly organized group project was all it took for the two of you to be at each others’ throats, bickering and fighting at every given chance. You’d sworn him in as your mortal enemy, declaring your rivalry to anyone and everyone who would listen.

Thinking back now, you don’t have a clue how things mellowed down, or when you’d begun to look at him the way you do now. Hell, you don’t even really know how you two started dating, or why. And yet you can’t help it: the affection that swims and swirls in your chest, the pride that swells at the sight of him, the urge you get to shout to the world that Nishinoya Yuu, in all his vertically-challenged glory, is yours.

You won’t deny that you’re young. Naive and hopeful and praying, desperately, for the right one to come your way. Stupid in the way all highschoolers are. But when his hands are entwined with yours and he looks at you like you’re all that’s ever mattered, how can you resist?

It’s love, you think. Because what else can it be? He’s everything to you, and he always will be.

***

Senior season has sprung upon you in the blink of an eye. You’ve set your sights on Tokyo for the year ahead, and you’ve spent the past few months planning out which trinkets to bring and which clothes to wear and what new identity you’ll craft for yourself next.

University will bring new beginnings and awkward things–but Yuu, you know, will always be by your side. He tells you as much, after all, and he always has.

“You’ll never have to worry about us–we’re tight as a knot.” A kiss seals the deal, and you believe him. What reason do you have not to? Nishinoya Yuu is your past, your present, your future-to-be. You’re devoted, truly, and, if his words are anything to go by, he is too–

So why can’t he meet your gaze anymore?

***

The Karasuno basketball team has a penchant for throwing house parties, at least in comparison to its volleyball team. You’re awfully sure this is their third or fourth this quarter, but for all the booze they’ve given out, you really aren’t in any position to complain–especially as a frequent recipient. And judging by the way your friends have ditched you (“Hot basketball boys await!”), you have a feeling they aren’t complaining, either.

Not that you mind being alone too much. The host seems to have no shortage of nostalgic tunes and comfy corners to take solace in. And you’re feeling pretty good; you’ve long downed your fourth (fifth?) drink by now, little red solo cup lost in the sea of drinks before you

“Hey!” There’s a warm hand on your shoulder; the touch is gentle and familiar, and the gruff, easy voice brings a smile to your face.

“Asahi!” You whip around, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him in. You haven’t seen him since he’d graduated; he hugs you back in the old, comforting way he’s always done, hands settled right at your waist. “Didn’t think I’d see you here,” you laugh, pulling away just a tad too quickly. The alcohol has your mind spinning a little.

He chuckles. “You can thank Suga for that. He went into mom mode the other day–said I’ve been too much of a homebody lately.” The image really isn’t difficult to conjure; you can practically see him with his arms crossed over his chest and lecturing the poor boy half to death. “In other news... Noya wouldn’t happen to be with you, would he?”

A shake of your head yields a pensive hum. “I haven’t been able to get ahold of him lately,” you tell him, trying to mask the concern in your voice. “I mean, I’ve seen him at school and stuff–but he’s been distant, y’know?” You look up at him curiously. “Did something happen?”

Asahi’s expression contorts into something of a grimace, eyebrows furrowed and lips pursed. “No,” he says, but the words come too quick, too loud–

It’s a lie, and you know it.

You raise an eyebrow. He knows that you’ve caught on, but he shakes his head regardless.

You’ve never known him to be much of a secret keeper. A few shots are all it takes to loosen the man up; you’ve used him time and time again to sniff out Noya’s birthday gifts weeks in advance.

Today, though, he’s refusing to crack. And even as you drop the subject, the tension lingers in the air, clawing at both of your throats with a vengeance. Something is up–and you’ve clearly been left out of it.

The frown on your face stays put for the rest of the night.

***

Unable to hold back any longer, you show up at his house the very next day. His mother–bless her heart–welcomes you with a hug and a tray full of freshly-baked sweets. After years of being in her presence, they taste of home.

“He’s upstairs,” she tells you warmly, and you thank her as you scurry up the steps. You know his place the same way you do your own. You’ve memorized which steps creak and which ones wobble, which photos on the walls have the cutest Noyas, which corners are the best to cuddle in–

“Yuu,” you say, pushing his door open. He’s cross-legged on the ground, laptop balanced treacherously on the tip of his left knee.

For the first time in years, he greets your presence with dismay, eyes falling to the ground. “Hey, um–you really shouldn’t be here,” he tells you.

It takes more effort than it should to keep your voice level. “And why shouldn’t I be?” You step forward, shut the door behind you with a click. “You’ve been avoiding me, Yuu.”

“That’s not true–”

“Why don’t you want me here, then?” Your volume is raised despite yourself; you don’t miss his flinch.

He turns his head away and sets the laptop on the ground. The cogs in his brain are going haywire; you can practically see the thoughts churning, synapses firing, heart beating–he’s picking at the cuticles on his left thumb.

Ignoring his discomfort, you seat yourself beside him. A few breaths is all it takes to regain some semblance of control. “I just want to talk, Yuu. I’m not going to be mad–I just want to know what’s going on.” You place a hand on his knee. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No–”

"Then what is it?"

There's a pause before his next words. “I’m leaving," he breathes, finally.

“For college?” You lean in closer, letting his breath graze your cheek. Despite your best efforts, the confusion laces itself in your voice, hanging off of every syllable. “That’s not the end of the world, Yuu. We’ve talked about long-distance already, haven’t we? It’s not like I’m staying in Miyagi either–”

“You don’t understand,” he blurts. The interruption is in-character, but holds far more weight than usual. His voice has gone up an octave, words falling from his mouth in a hurry. “I’m leaving Japan.”

Wordlessly, you pull away. You can feel the hurt radiating from him, but you can’t help it.

Something warm and wet hits your knees.

“Wait, it–it’s nothing against you!” he says, scrambling to wipe your tears. “Really, I promise–I’ve been thinking about it and talking it through with Asahi and my mom and stuff,” he grips your arm, finally meeting your eyes, “and I think, you know, while I’m young and I have the energy, traveling a little wouldn’t be so bad, right?”

He’s always been the adventurous type–this much you know. And though you’ve talked about Yuu not wanting to go to college (“Not just yet, maybe..”), you didn’t think it’d come to this.. or that he’d hide something so big from you.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” A twinge of embarrassment hits you as your voice cracks midway. By now, though, you don’t think it particularly matters.

He takes in a breath. Sharp, quick, painful. His next words come out a whisper: “Look–I didn’t know how–”

“What does this mean for us, Yuu?”

He’s crying now. Big, ugly tears fall against his flushed cheeks.

“I’m sorry.”

Your forever, you realize, is coming to an end.

***

The next few months are a blur. You hold Nishinoya a little tighter, kiss him a little softer, and savor each moment with him just a little more. Even with your demise in sight, he still fits so perfectly against you. And as you watch him toss his cap into the air, you’re filled with nothing but love.

You toss yours with his, watching them float down to the ground.

Graduation day is marked with one last kiss.

***

Miyagi’s airport is a little far off, and you’re the only one with a car and license on hand. With Tanaka in the backseat and Noya riding shotgun, the car ride is sure to be far from dull. You have half a mind to drown them out with music. But when Noya squeezes your thigh and gives you the same doe-eyed look he always has, pupils swimming with love, you’re reminded, suddenly, to take in the moment, to bask in his presence just one last time. So you toy along with the boys the entire ride there, joining them in belting old tunes and playing stupid games.

The banter doesn’t stop even at the airport–and, despite yourself, the chiding comes automatically. “Take care of yourself,” you tell him, straightening the rucksack on his shoulders. “Don’t do drugs. Don’t get arrested. And don’t find yourself stranded all the way in Italy–I won’t be there to take care of you, y’know. And send me photos!”

He laughs. It’s melodic and light, the way you’ve always known his voice to be. “I know, mom.”

There’s a comfortable silence as the two of you pull each other in for a hug. It’s longer, warmer than any other you’ve shared; and even though Tanaka is right there, you hold him like he’s the only one around.

“I love you,” he whispers. “And I always will.”

You know he means it. More tears fall from your eyes, spilling onto the fabric of his t-shirt and leaving an ugly dark patch in its wake. “I love you too, Yuu.”

He pulls away.

And then he’s gone, heading beyond the gates and beyond your grasp.

#i am sorry.#hq #hq x reader #hq scenarios #hq imagines #hq nishinoya #nishinoya yuu #haikyuu #haikyuu imagines #hq angst #haikyuu fic #hq fics #nishinoya x reader #nishinoya yuu x reader

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kagehinafromtheconcrete · 1 year

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afterglow || your hand in mine (fictober day 09)

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: kagehina fic summary: Kageyama has learned a lot of things since befriending Hinata Shouyou. Things about Hinata, things about himself. How to open up. How to be vulnerable. How to love. And Hinata? Hinata learns more about Kageyama than he ever thought he would. First-year Kagehina/Hinakage drabble collection ft. the rest of Karasuno, written for sarahenany. Slowly working through the remaining Fictober 2022 prompts! fictober day 09: "sounds like 'you' problem" by @fictober-event ch summary: After practice one day, Hinata feels insecure about his size. This isn't unusual, but Kageyama says something that makes Hinata rethink his position on the court and his place on the team.

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Hinata narrowed his eyes. “I… I can’t tell.”

Noya brought his face closer to their hands, squinting as well. He frowned in concentration. “I can’t… either. You know what that means, right, Shouyou?”

“What?”

“It means I win.”

“Whaaa?!” Hinata jerked his hand away, giving his upperclassman an offended look. “That’s not fair, Noya-san!”

“Of course it is.” Noya’s frown vanished and was replaced a second later with a toothy grin. “I have seniority!”

“How does that make your hands bigger than mine?”

“Because seniority~” Noya sang as if it made perfect sense, even though it didn’t make any sense at all.

“Yeah, well,” Hinata began, scrambling to think. “Well, I’m still an inch taller than you!”

Noya gasped, now looking just as offended as Hinata felt. “Going for that single inch? Shouyou! You wound me.”

“Oh, knock it off, you two,” their captain said. “You’re supposed to be helping clean up! Did you forget your promise this morning?”

Noya slumped forward, and in a defeated voice: “To work with everyone to clean up for the event this evening.”

“And?”

“And that’s why practice ended early,” Hinata added with a sad sigh.

“Good.”

“You’re both short to me,” Tsukishima said suddenly.

“Yeah, yeah, that’s what I’m known for these days.” Hinata rolled his eyes as he stood up to fulfill Daichi’s orders. “Nobody’s gonna let me live it down.”

“Sounds like a ‘you’ problem.”

“Don’t you worry, Shouyou,” Noya said, standing as well after giving Tsukishima a dirty look. He clapped Hinata on the back with enthusiasm, their argument now long forgotten. “I’m not giving up on you. We’ll always suffer together!”

Across the court, Tanaka burst into laughter. Despite this, Hinata smiled at his upperclassman, trying to remain in good spirits. “Thanks, Noya-san.”

Twenty minutes later, when they’d finished cleaning up and changed out of their practice clothes, Hinata walked in step with Kageyama like he usually did when practice concluded for the day. It was oddly quiet—but then again, it wasn’t unusual for Kageyama to stay silent while Hinata babbled away. This time, though, Hinata didn’t feel like talking, either.

Unfortunately, it seemed like Kageyama noticed.

“What’s with you?”

“Hm?”

“You’re moping.”

“I’m not moping,” Hinata defended, giving him a heated look.

“Are too.”

“Hush it."

“It’s the hand thing, isn’t it?”

Hinata opened his mouth to deny it once more but then paused, irritated because Kageyama was right. And maybe that was stupid or made him seem childish, but he didn’t care—he’d always been self-conscious about his size, and while Noya didn’t seem particularly worried back in practice, it did bother Hinata, because, well…

He’d always thought it was cool that other players—Kageyama included—could hold a volleyball with one hand. Hinata hated that he couldn’t do it, himself. His hands just weren’t big enough.

“Oi,” Kageyama said when Hinata remained silent. “What’s your deal? Why does that matter?”

It took Hinata a few moments to realize that he’d stopped walking, causing Kageyama to pause in his steps as well, only a foot or so ahead of him.

“Shut up,” Hinata said sourly. He gripped his handlebars tightly, gazing at the pavement. “You wouldn’t get it.”

“Why not?”

“’Cause you’re tall! Nobody picks on you for being short. Nobody would pick on you for having tiny hands.”

Kageyama didn’t respond, at first. Hinata risked a glance up at him to see why and found that Kageyama wasn’t even looking at him—instead, his eyes were locked on Hinata’s hands.

“Your size is actually your greatest weapon,” he said eventually.

Hinata’s frown deepened. “I know. Volleyball is all about size. You don’t have to keep reminding me.”

“No, I mean, it’s your greatest weapon, personally,” Kageyama went on. “You’re short, so everyone looks at you and thinks, ‘This guy isn’t a threat.’ But you are. You’re the biggest threat we have.”

Hinata’s breath caught in his throat upon hearing the words, eyes blown wide. Something fluttered in his stomach—a sensation that he’d associated with Kageyama time and time again—and he thought, in the safety of his own mind:

How come you know exactly what to say to make me speechless?

“...oh.” A tiny, excited smile pulled at his lips. “You think that?”

“You’ve proved it, you idiot.”

“Me,” Hinata echoed, suddenly extremely giddy. “A threat. The biggest threat in Karasuno.”

“You still have a lot to learn,” Kageyama warned abruptly. "Don't let it go to your head."

“As if you have any room to say that to me.”

Hinata’s grin shifted into something less gleeful and more teasing as he spoke. Still, he couldn’t deny the joy that spread through him brought by Kageyama’s words. It was so strong that he wanted to take off on his bike with a celebratory cheer, and he was getting ready to do just that when something curled around his wrist.

Hinata froze. “Wh…”

He glanced down to check and yeah, that was Kageyama’s hand. When he lifted his gaze to give Kageyama a questioning look, Kageyama wouldn’t meet his eyes.

“S—” He stumbled, cheeks pink. “So, uh…”

“...Kageyama?”

“Don’t. Um.”

Hinata blinked, waiting.

“Just don’t let it bother you,” Kageyama finally spat out. “It’s—it’s not like it has to be a bad thing.”

It took him a few moments to realize that Kageyama was trying to reassure him. It was… almost funny how Kageyama could say something that would stick with him for a long time without even trying, but when he actually put the effort into cheering him up, he didn’t know how.

Once again, Hinata’s smile changed. Grew softer. Sweeter. His wrist felt warm underneath Kageyama’s fingers, and slowly, experimentally, he moved his hand to touch Kageyama’s.

Unlike Noya’s, Kageyama’s hand was much larger than his own. He rested his palm against Kageyama’s, lining up their fingers, and for once, the size difference didn’t bother him.

He... kind of liked it.

“Alright,” he said softly, with that same smile. Kept their hands pressed together. Found the warmth to be pleasant. He didn’t pull away.

Neither did Kageyama.

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kairismess · 4 months

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.•*★︎彡 multiple characters . . .

his girl. (part 1) - daichi sawamura + kotaro bokuto

his girl. (part 2) - asahi azumane + shinsuke kita

his girl. (part 3) - hajime iwaizumi + wakatoshi ushijima

haikyuu pair headcanons - kuroo + kenma

first kisses with the haikyuu characters.

i love you, ain't that the worst thing you ever heard? - haikyuu angst headcanons.

haikyuu teams with a foreign manager

their ideal dates. (part 1) -kei tsukishima + osamu miya + kenma kozume

their ideal dates. (part 2) - kotaro bokuto + tetsurou kuroo + tooru oikawa

pocky challenge with him. (part 1) - tobio kageyama + kei tsukishima + yuu nishinoya

pocky challenge with him. (part 2) - tetsurou kuroo + satori tendou + keiji akaashi

pocky challenge with him. (part 3) - osamu miya + atsumu miya + kotaro bokuto

pocky challenge with him. (part 4) - kenma kozume + tadashi yamaguchi + koushi sugawara

the lipstick trend challenge with him. - kei tsukishima + tobio kageyama + kotaro bokuto

his streamer girlfriend. (part 1) - tetsurou kuroo + koushi sugawara + hajime iwaizumi + osamu miya

when he loves me... - koushi sugawara + shoyo hinata + tadashi yamaguchi + lev haiba

he might've... messed up. - atsumu miya + tooru oikawa + rintaro suna

haikyuu boys when you do their hair. - tetsurou kuroo + kenma kozume + tooru oikawa + tadashi yamaguchi

the haikyuu boys at a beach resort with you. - atsumu miya + kiyoomi sakusa + yuu nishinoya + asahi azumane

how the haikyuu boys react to your forehead kisses. - shoyo hinata + tobio kageyama + tadashi yamaguchi

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astra-ella · 2 months

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𝐙𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

fandom: haikyuu ship: nishinoya yuu x oc/reader status: complete ao3 link

"I think you're really pretty. Will you go out with me?" That was the first thing he's ever said to her. And needless to say, Amari Chiyo was not impressed. So as promised, Nishinoya Yuu will get to know her better and confess again. And again. And again. And again. It'll take 6 years and 9 confessions, but he'll get there. Eventually.

⌦ content: fluff, light angst, love at first sight, friends to lover, slice of life

⌦ note: you are free to insert yourself into Chiyo, just keep in mind she has her own character/backstory. i know some people don't like that, so just a heads-up.

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The sixth time he confessed was probably the best day of Nishinoya’s life — on their first ‘date’ almost a year later.

Early that afternoon, Nishinoya stood with his hands shoved stiffly into his pockets, swaying gently with the movements of the bus. It wasn’t his idea to come out today, but when Chiyo came knocking on his door, dressed in perhaps the cutest outfit he’s ever seen, how could he say no?

If it were up to him he would've spent the entire weekend practicing volleyball receives, be it with a wall or a local team. He had no plans to do anything else after their most recent loss against Aoba Johsai in the Interhighs. But there he was, on his way to the shopping district. For what purpose though, he wasn’t quite sure.

He glanced at Chiyo, who looked down at her phone, presumably to check the time. Her long hair was tied into a neat ponytail, which has since been dyed red, a result of her off-handedly mentioning how she wanted to try coloring her hair one day. Hotaru and Kaito took it seriously and after a lot of pestering, Chiyo finally agreed to let them use the drugstore box dye on her. Of course, Nishinoya was all for it. He was the one who helped them buy it after all. As he expected, the deepred suited her well, but to his surprise, she actually decided to keep and maintain it.

His eyes then trailed down to the flowy sundress and white tote she carried. Over the few years he’s gotten to know her, Nishinoya learned that she preferred to dress simple. Especially on days when she had a mountain load of housework. It wasn’t often he got to see Chiyo in anything aside from their usual school uniforms or a plain t-shirt and shorts.

Nishinoya then noticed about six or seven bandages wrapped around her fingers and his brows furrowed. He didn’t remember seeing them the last time they met, which was less than two days ago.

“Wait, Chiyo.”

“Hm?” She glanced over as he took her hand.

“What happened?” He asked, tracing his thumb over the outline of the bandages. “Did you hurt yourself?”

“Y-Yeah!” With her cheeks dusted pink, Chiyo quickly hid her hand behind her back and averted her eyes. “I dropped… erm, a plate! Yeah, I dropped a plate and cut myself by accident.”

“Oh,” Nishinoya blinked. He took a peek at her other hand, only to find it in the same state. Chiyo must’ve felt him stare a little too long because she soon hid that one behind her back too.

She pressed her lips together. “I’m fine, really,” she met his gaze. “Don’t worry about it.”

Nishinoya raised an eyebrow. He found it hard to believe that she of all people was clumsy enough to try and clean up broken ceramic with her bare hands. But alas, her doe eyes and reassuring voice got the better of him.

“Alright, if you say so,” he huffed. “But just in case, you know if you can always ask me for help, yeah?”

Chiyo breathed a sigh of relief.

“Of course,” she nodded, a faint smile tugging at her lips.

Nishinoya had no idea what the day’s schedule looked like. So one could only imagine his surprise when Chiyo led him to the movie theater and pulled out two tickets for the latest superhero movie.

“I got them from my boss,” Chiyo explained. “She said she watched the movie with her grandkids and they seemed to like it. So she thought I would too. You know, as a bonus for being a good employee,” she paused. “Or did you not want to see it? We can always watch something else if you want-”

Nishinoya shook his head. “No, no! This is perfect,” he took one of the two tickets for closer inspection. “Ryu was talking about how good this movie is the other day, so I’ve been meaning to see it. I guess I just didn’t see you as a movie-goer type.”

“What do you mean?” Chiyo gave him a weird look. “We watch movies at home all the time.”

“Yeah but those are DVDs. I didn’t think you’d like to actually watch them in theaters, since they can be kinda expensive.”

“I don’t,” she shrugged. “But these were free, and every once in a while the theaters can be a good experience,” she handed her ticket to the usher. “Besides, seeing movies on the big screen is a completely different experience than at home on TV.”

“Right? It’s way cooler,” Nishinoya handed his ticket in before hurrying to catch up with her, only to pause when he noticed the concession stand on the way to the screening rooms. “Oh! Do we have time to grab a bucket of popcorn? My treat!”

Chiyo nodded. “I’ll buy us some drinks then,” she reached into her tote for her wallet. “You want Sprite?”

He gave her a big grin and thumbs up. “You know it!”

“Man, that movie was great,” Nishinoya said between bites of his shaved ice.

“It really was!” Chiyo clasped her hands together. “Rhea’s last line was especially awesome! So heartfelt and romantic!”

“Rhea?” Nishinoya cocked his head to the side. “Who was that?”

Chiyo gave him a blank look. “The love interest, Yuu. She was literally the second most important character in the entire movie.”

“Oh yeah. Anyways, you know what was super awesome? That car chase scene!” He pointed at her, eyes twinkling. “The way Justin was swerving around on the streets while the protagonist shot that giant rocket launcher at the bad guys? Man, that was awesome!”

“Yeah, I know. You were yelling the entire time,” Chiyo said dryly. “You know, that’s fine when we’re at home and everything. But you probably shouldn’t do that when we’re out in public. People in the theater were giving you dirty looks.”

“Were they?”

Chiyo sighed. “Just… try to be more mindful of others, okay?”

Nishinoya nodded, scoping another spoonful of shaved ice into his mouth. “Mm, this is really good. You want some?”

“Yeah, sure-” Chiyo was about to take the plastic spoon from him when she abruptly stopped and pulled her hand away. “Um, actually nevermind. I’m okay.”

“Hm?” Nishinoya gave her a confused look. “You can have a bite, you know? I don’t mind.”

“Nope, I’m okay! You can have it!” She turned away, face flushed a brilliant red that almost matched her hair under the bright summer sun.

Nishinoya peered down at the blue shaved ice drenched in soda-flavored syrup, curious as to what she could be so embarrassed about. It definitely wasn’t the flavor, he’s seen her eat soda-flavored popsicles before. Heck, that’s all he’s ever bought and she never said a word about it. He twiddled with the plastic spoon, wondering what it could be when the thought struck him.

“Chiyo,” he hummed in amusement. “Don’t tell me you’re getting all embarrassed over an indirect kiss.”

Chiyo jumped midstep before slowly glaring back at him.

“S-So what if I am?” She murmured just loud enough for him to hear and Nishinoya felt like his heart was about to explode.

“Aw, come on,” he waved a spoonful in front of her face. “I know you want a bite. Shaved ice is what summer’s all about!”

Nishinoya had a hard time hiding his lovestruck smile, watching as Chiyo’s dark blue eyes darted back and forth, following the frozen treat like a curious kitten. Eventually, she got fed up with his teasing and caught the spoon in her mouth, eating the shaved ice with puffed out cheeks.

“Happy?” She asked after swallowing and Nishinoya couldn’t help but laugh.

“Yeah,” he said, taking another bite. “Super happy.”

“Oh, this one is good too,” Nishinoya pointed to another manga spine. He pulled it down and passed it to Chiyo who began flipping through. “It’s a spin-off of a different manga I’ve read. But honestly this one is a lot better. And you don’t even need to read the original to understand what’s going on, so I recommend you give it a shot.”

Chiyo hummed. “The art is pretty.”

“It also has some sci-fi elements,” Nishinoya pointed to a giant laser beam firing out of the protagonists’ finger. “Which I know you like.”

“Really, trying to sell it, hm?” Chiyo briefly glanced at him. “Alright, I’ll read it.”

“Nice!” He mentally high-fived himself. “Let me know what you think, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Chiyo began walking towards the cashier when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. “Oh, the new Shonen Jump magazine.”

“Is it out already?” Nishinoya followed her gaze, spotting an unfamiliar cover. “Crap, I forgot to buy it.”

“I guess that means you haven’t read the new One Piece chapter, right?” Chiyo smirked and Nishinoya immediately shook his head.

“No, I haven’t! And don’t spoil anything!”

“I know, I know,” she mused. “I’m not you. I don’t spoil stories and ruin other people’s enjoyment of them.”

“Hey, that’s not true! I’ve literally never done that before.”

“You spoiled what happened to Jiraiya to the entire class on the day that chapter came out!” Chiyo reminded him, still sounding somewhat bitter about the incident. “Honoka was actually about to kill you for that.”

Nishinoya looked away. “Really? I don’t remember that at all.”

That was a lie. He remembered that day like it was yesterday. He was talking about the latest Naruto chapter with his friends when his excitement led him to shout a bit too loud. Next thing he knew, he was being chased around the classroom by his classmates carrying pencils like pitchforks.

“Speaking of Okazaki, how’s she doing these days?”

“She’s okay,” Chiyo shrugged. “She always calls me up at like midnight, complaining about how hard the homework at Johzenji is. I think we’re planning on going out for lunch next week.”

“Oh, tell her I said hi.”

Chiyo gave a nod in acknowledgment before reaching for the Shonen Jump magazine. “Come on, let’s go.”

“Wait, I thought you already have a copy of that edition,” Nishinoya asked, hurrying to catch up with the red-head at the checkout line. “Why are you buying another one?”

“It’s for you,” she said, trying to make her voice sound as natural as possible. “What? You haven’t bought yours yet, right?”

“No, I haven’t,” he shook his head and Chiyo shrugged.

“Then I’ll buy it for you. Consider it a gift.”

Nishinoya released his hands from the wheel, letting out a loud cheer as his car crossed the finish line on the arcade screen. He then glanced over at Chiyo, who was still struggling to round corners without crashing into the walls.

“You know, maybe you should avoid getting a license when we turn 18.”

After leaving the bookstore and wandering around the shopping district for a little while longer, the two of them passed by an arcade, of which Nishinoya immediately dragged Chiyo into.

“Shut up!”

Frustrated, Chiyo stomped on the gas pedal, only to ram headfirst into another corner. Nishinoya keeled over laughing.

“Need help?”

“No!” She tightened her grip on the wheel. “Just watch me, I’ll finish this race in under two minutes!”

And so, two minutes and a ton of laughing, shouting and bickering later, Chiyo’s car finally inched across the finish line.

“Finally,” she staggered out of the seat with a groan while Nishinoya patted her on the back.

“Good work,” he snickered. “You know, I didn’t think you’d be so bad at video games.”

Disgruntled, Chiyo abruptly snapped her head around. “I’m not bad at video games,” she glared at him. “That wheel was just weird. It was probably broken or something. And um… these bandages! They make it hard to drive!”

“Uh-huh, uh-huh. Keep making excuses.”

Chiyo pouted at his chaff response. She looked around the arcade, quickly narrowing in on a two-person shooter. “There,” she pointed at the machine. “Let’s play that!”

“Alright,” Nishinoya pulled out an arcade token, flipping it in the air before catching it with a cheeky grin. “Game on!”

“Man, I’m beat,” Stretching an arm up towards the vermillion sky, Nishinoya let out a loud yawn before slumping back into the park bench.

After a few rounds of shooter games, air hockey, then finally spending the rest of their tokens on those obviously-a-scam claw machines, the two made their way to a local park near the bus stop to rest. Chiyo handed him a bottle of soda, to which he gratefully accepted.

“Me too. We did a lot of walking today,” she said, taking a seat beside him.

As he pulled the can tab open, Nishinoya glanced over, studying Chiyo’s silhouette against the orange and gold stretches of light. He watched as she snapped open her oolong tea and took a sip.

“Hey, Chiyo?”

She met his gaze with a hum.

“Why’d you call me out today?”

The echoes of a crow squawking could be heard in the distance. Nishinoya watched as Chiyo’s lips parted slightly before pressing shut. She looked away.

“Did you have fun?” She murmured.

“Huh?” Nishinoya was taken off guard by her question. “Yeah, of course I did! You know I love spending time with you!”

There was a soft smile on Chiyo’s face as she took another sip of her tea. “That’s good then,” she shuffled a little in her spot before taking a deep breath. “I just… I wanted to cheer you up,” she spoke just loud enough for him to hear.

“You haven’t been yourself after Interhighs,” she said, absently tracing the indents of the plastic bottle. “I know that match meant a lot to you guys, and you came really close to winning. So I wanted to take you out on a… hangout, to… get your mind off things…" She seemed to grow more embarrassed the more she spoke, eventually turning away from him completely with her cheeks flushed red.

Nishinoya felt his stomach flutter.

“Can I hug you?” He blurted out and Chiyo blinked in confusion.

“What?”

“I’m taking that as a yes.”

Then, without another word, he pulled her into the biggest hug his smaller stature could manage.

“Wait-! Yuu!” Chiyo struggled, her chin lodged snugly in the crook of his neck. “Let go of me!”

“Nu-uh!” He nuzzled her hair with a bright laugh. “There’s no way I’m letting someone so precious go!”

Eventually, after lots of prying and smacking his arm, Chiyo finally managed to break free of his grasp.

“Jeez,” she grumbled, smoothing out the wrinkles in her sundress. “Watch what you’re doing next time. We’re in public, remember?”

“Sorry, sorry,” Nishinoya chuckled, though his tone suggested that he wasn’t apologetic at all. He helped her smooth out her hair before leaning back on the park bench. “Thanks for worrying about me.”

Chiyo huffed. “So? How’s the rest of your team taking the loss?”

“They’re fine,” Nishinoya took a drink of his soda. “We’re aiming for the Spring Tournament now. Oh, and the third-years decided to stay on the team, believe it or not.”

“Really? Even with college entrance exams?”

Nishinoya nodded. “First-round preliminaries are in August, so we’re gonna be busy,” he then peered up at the passing clouds with a smile. “Honestly, I’m really glad they stayed. I really wanna try getting to nationals with the team we have now.”

“You will,” Chiyo assured him. “They have you on the team after all.”

She was about to say something else when a thought seemed to strike her. “Oh, that’s right!” Turning to her tote, she pulled out a small gift bag and handed it to him. “Here, this is for you.”

Nishinoya took the gift bag with two hands, surprised to be receiving more on top of the already eventful day they shared. “Can I open it?” He asked excitedly and Chiyo nodded.

“Go ahead.”

He reached a hand in, pushing past the colorful tissue paper and brushing against something hard. Curious, he pulled it out to find himself holding a very familiar looking silver Nintendo DS.

His eyes widened.

“I know you said not to worry about it,” she folded her hands over her lap. “But I fixed it up for you regardless.”

That Nintendo DS was originally Nishinoya’s. It was something he often brought over to the Amari residence to let Hotaru and Kaito play on. But about a week ago, right before interhighs, the two got into a fight over who got to clear the boss level and managed to break the handheld device by ripping the top half clean off.

Chiyo was very apologetic and even offered to pay for a replacement, but Nishinoya didn’t really care. Sure, it was a gift from his parents when he graduated elementary school. But he never held it with much sentimental value. He didn’t see either of them very much anyway, so it might as well have been a gift from a distant aunt and uncle.

But now, holding the device in his hands, he hadn’t realized how much he’d missed it.

“I bought the replacement parts from the shop. My boss gave me some pretty good advice on how to link everything back together,” Chiyo continued to explain, completely unaware of the emotions bubbling inside his stomach. “But we couldn’t find a new shell since the model is so old, so I had to super glue it back together. I tried to put some epoxy clay between the spaces but it was too tight and wouldn’t close properly. So I just got rid of it.”

He ghosted a finger across the still visible cracks on the hinge, traces of dried glue still lingering here and there. He glanced at Chiyo, watching as she fidgeted with her bandages, waiting anxiously on his response.

It then hit him that the bandages on her fingers were probably a result of her poking around with the inner workings of the DS.

Suddenly, he felt something lodge in the back of his throat.

“Chiyo.”

“Y-Yes?” Her hands instinctively clenched on her dress.

“I’m gonna hug you.”

“Wha-?! Again?” Chiyo was about to protest, but she held her tongue when she met his honest gaze. She pursed her lips, then slowly opened her arms.

“Okay.”

Nishinoya took the opportunity as soon as it presented itself, burying his face into the crook of her neck with a tender smile.

“Thank you. Thank you so much,” there was something faint in his voice. Though whether it was a laugh or sniffle, even Nishinoya himself didn’t know.

On the bus ride home, Nishinoya couldn’t stop toying with the DS, repeatedly opening and closing it to see if it really worked like it used to. From what he could tell, Chiyo did a good job at putting everything back together.

He always knew she was somewhat handy. Being the caretaker of two children meant she often had to repair her sibling’s electronics or toys whenever they broke. But as far as he knew, this was her first time working with something so complex.

As he gently closed the handheld console for what was probably the sixth time that ride, he felt a sudden thump on his shoulder. He looked to his side, surprised to find Chiyo fast asleep.

His eyes flickered down to her hands. And all he could imagine at that moment was Chiyo burning the midnight oil, single-mindedly tinkering with his DS. He couldn’t help but smile at the thought.

A strand of red hair fell in front of her face, brushing against her nose. Nishinoya gingerly reached down to tuck it behind her ear.

“I like you, Chiyo,” he whispered. “I like you a lot.”

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