#Haikyuu!! Explained

[theanimearchiver]

Haikyuu!! Pre-Show Timeline Explained

EASY TO UNDERSTAND TIMELINE AT THE BOTTOM IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ MY BACKGROUND/EXPLANATION

This is an explanation of when characters older siblings attended Karasuno, where the overlaps are, and how that relates to when our main characters started

The other day, I had the realization that Akiteru and Tsukishima are 5 or 6 years apart, meaning that it was possible that he went to school at Karasuno with Daichi and the other third years. But that would have conflicted with other canon knowledge because we know that the tiny giant (Tenma Udai) was a year younger than Akiteru, and that he did not go to karasuno at the same time as our third years. So as anyone with a strong fixation does I spent a decent amout of time figuring out the timeline and I'm gonna lay it out for anyone who was also confused by this.

In Japan the cut off for when you start school is at the beginning of april, so due to the fact that Akiteru's birthday is March 8th, and Kei's is in September, that would put them further apart in grades than they are in age.

For the sake of simplicity I am going to categorize the rest of this information by year, and use one or two characters from each year instead of listing all of them.

2006 - Akiteru starts at Karasuno

2007 - Tenma Udai (tiny giant) and Saeko start at Karasuno, Akiteru is now a second year

2008 - Tenma and Saeko enter their second year and Akiteru enters his third

2009 - Akiteru Finishes his third year in the spring, and Saeko and Tenma start their third year not long after

2010 - Saeko and Tenma graduate in the spring, and Daichi Suga and Asahi starts their first year not long after

2011 - Tanakas year starts their first year, and Daichis year starts their second

2012 - Hinata and Tsukishimas year starts their first year in April and this is where plot actually starts happening

2013 - The spring tournament (season 4) takes place, and our third years graduate not long after

[temeyes]

my darling tsukki!

[nikki-152006]

Them: Kittens can't look scary. Me:

[quirkle2]

scenes that make me wanna eat drywall dust

[kings-highway]

Ushijima's lefthandedness falls so easily into a metaphor for autism or neurodivergence that it's almost not worth explaining but I cannot help but feel that an eight year old Wakatoshi, overhearing his parents fighting about "correcting him" or "something being wrong with him" and his father making this his hill-to-die-on and literally giving up his vote in any future family matters (almost certainly leading to their eventual divorce) could only have interpreted this as an issue with his left hand, and maybe that was a pleasant and easy lie his father had encouraged, since telling him the truth (that his mother wanted to send him to some quack doctor insisting they could cure his autism, or send him away to a behaviour correction 'camp', or whatever traditional "fix" for autism they could find) was just too much for him to stomach. Ushijima probably wouldn't have questioned this narrative, repeats it back over and over and over again. He's sitting on the floor, colouring in his pictures as his father begs his mother to understand that "the things that make him different could be his greatest strength" and he just looks down at his left hand and goes "yeah, well, that is what's different about me" and never even thinks it could have been any worse than that.

[hinata-boke]

tiny birthday boy doodle!!

[revasserium]

i’m CRAVING a sanji fic rn 🤤🤤

maybe something on showing affection with him? cause i feel like he’s kinda superficial with his affection when first trying to get with u, but then as the relationship progresses the affection becomes so much more.

well ur in luck bc i do have a sanji fic cookin currently but who knows how long it'll take me to actually finish... in the meantime... here are some sanji domestic/affectionate!headcanons bc why not

in the beginning, it would be the grand gestures -- always waking you up with a kiss and coffee (or tea, if you're sick, or just don't feel like coffee that day) and your favorite foods; a bouquet of fresh flowers (do not ask him how he obtains these in the middle of the ocean; he will not tell you and robin remarks loftily one day that you might not like the answer)

in the beginning, he'd tell you he loves you every single hour, lest you forget for even a minute, even though it's only been like... a week and you're not entirely sure what "love" means quite yet

and then, it'd taper off, not because the 'honeymoon phase' is over, but because he'd find other ways to show you -- other ways of tellin you he loves you without telling you in so many words

there's still breakfast, but sometimes instead of coffee or tea, there's a book that you mentioned you'd been wanting to read, there's an origami crane folded out of the napkin with such excruciating care it almost breaks your heart, there's a note written in his sloppy, slanted handwriting that he dreamt of you last night and couldn't figure out if he wanted to wake up to tell you or keep sleeping not to break the fragile dream

and the "i love you"s become something else too -- they become "how did you sleep, love?" and "i knew you'd be craving that" and "c'mon, drink up -- there's more where that came from" and "tell me about your dreams" and "funny, those sound an awful lot like my dreams too".

it'd solidify, this kind of love -- his kind of love -- into something much quieter than anyone might suspect. this kind of love that simmers, the kind of love that curls around you like a hot bath, that draws you in

it's the way he always saves the wishbone whenver he cooks up any kind of bird, how he always waits till everything is done and the kitchen's all cleaned up before pulling you toward the counter, to the tiny little bone with it's winged flanges, him holding one end, the other offered out like a promise (or a wish)

you've pulled so many between you that you've lost count of how many wishes you've made, until you're laughing and complaining that you're running out of things to wish for

"what do you wish for?" you ask one day, when you've tugged and sanji gets the wish, to which he only looks at you and says, "always the same thing, actually. always... just another day with you."

[officialmiintee]

i can finally post my piece for @haikyuuidolzine ! What an experience it was to draw ushiten again after sooooo long!

Leftover sales are still happening so grab your copies now!

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[owlyflufff]

one thing I love about bokuaka is that they bring out the best in each other as much as they bring out the one braincell they both have

[whywoulditho]

has it ever been stated anywhere in haikyuu that the reason atsumu and hinata call inunaki "wan-san" is because "wan" is the japanese equivalent of the sound "woof" and "inu" means "dog" in japanese and they came up with that pun to make fun of his name or was i supposed to understand the joke while lying awake in bed at 4 am on a sunday morning years after reading that stupid nickname in the manga?

[anoant-haikyuu-dump]

Made myself one of those ship memes and filled it out with my two favorites, empty template below if anyone wants it

[ironjeonss]

Do you know, what is the similarity among them?

Yes.

They're partner.

They can't stand without eachother by their side. The someone they'll keep seeking for.

That's why I love them so much. I love them and their relationship. I wish I have one like theirs.

[person25]

When my ship is just as hated as it is loved😓

[httpserb]

tiktok is shutting down

(yes! free from the borderline illiterate fake kagehiners who love bringing up kage saying hoshi is better that Hinata which he was low-key and ppl yapping abt fuckaas a*tuh*na)

(no! my beloved greedy Hinata edits, Brazil Hinata edits, kghn about you edits, kghn musical edits, every single tobio edit I have to headlock, every single tobio video abt him and his grandpa)

[proud0ptimistichater]

I’ve been caving for a minute and I just have to share

CW —this pertains towards male reader and everything I write after this will, female reader can interact but I will never be writing anything for fem.

Imagine you’re at a college party and you’re hanging out with your best buddy Kuroo, always helping you when you need it, introducing you to fun stuff blah blah blah..

You’re not as sociable as him so going out to big parties like that is in your opinion very awkward because you never know what to do..

so you sit down somewhere, maybe have a few drinks to cohere with everyone. but you drink a little too much though and you have no sense of direction whatsoever.

and pervert-y kuroo who's js watching you become more and more frisky and empty minded is getting off to you. The way you move, look, act— you’re just the perfect candidate of being taken advantage of.

He takes advantage of the moment.. taking you to a room so he can “you settle down and get your thoughts in place" n' that he’s just looking out for you because you're just so drunk and “he's never seen you like this before”. he's just tryna take care of you, right?

But instead of helping you sober up n' calm down, he pulls out his camera and starts undressing you, camera shining in your face because he wants to use it as fap material afterwards 🤞🏾..

N E WAYSS.. yeah, he’s just doing foreplay w u atp, telling you to open your mouth like a “good boy” so he can shove his fingers inside and watch you look down n' embarrassment as you slobber all over his fingers like a lil puppy.

MAHAIWJQSJW THIS WOULD BE BETTER IF IT WAS LIKE READER WAS W HIMBO TOO!!

(I don’t wanna overuse the himbo prompt but it’s just soo good YUMYUNYYUM!!)

him teaching himbo reader how to “turn girls on” n' “kiss them correctly" but instead just using it to use the poor dummy like a flesh light..

THE VOICESSSS

one more thing but imagine him (or bokuto ESPECIALLY)) doin’ back shots after a retwist bcuz they just think you're such a pretty n' beautiful n' cute boy ( ´ ▽ ` )

[eurydicees]

imagine you’re like. a high schooler and you’re, you know, really good at volleyball, and you mostly rely on instinct and intuition, but you’re fucking good at it. and everyone around you calls you a monster, calls you scary, calls you creepy. and you try not to care, because you just want to play, you just want to have fun. so you push through and eventually you find a team, you find friends, and they accept you for who you are and they care for you and support you. and you love them back so much. you call them your best friends even when you lose the game of a lifetime, your last game. and they could drop you after your mistakes, after the loss, after the end of high school. but they don’t. they don’t. which is to say that you grow up being called monster, but you find friends who love you enough that they watch your documentary when you cut off all your hair and move to france and become a goddamn chocolatier.