#Sinead Harnett

[forever1kay]

[chapter seven: chest pains]

summary: in which tsukki blocks y/n for being annoying (and then unblocks you shortly after)

quick note: wow. it’s been almost a year since i last uploaded any original work. while i do apologize for the sudden disappearance, i can’t promise that it won’t happen again. when i stopped posting last year, i was just about to start my last year in high school. now, i’m finally stepping into college territory. on top of that, i’m now balancing TWO jobs. i ask that anyone who supports this story or my other works please bear with me. this may take a while. with that being said, welcome to my page (if you’re new) and welcome back (if you’ve been here before). please enjoy the story and thank you for being patient!

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At exactly 17:00 on the dot, you’re finishing up the final touches of your makeup and lacing up your sneakers when you hear a beep from outside the house.

 You take one more look at yourself in the mirror before walking outside and finding Kenma and Keiji in Keiji’s mom’s minivan. 

You scream a goodbye to your grandmother then close and lock the door behind you, walking to the car. Kenma squints at you and leans over towards Akaashi, quickly honking the horn for you to hurry up. You huff out an annoyed breath and run to the car, getting in on the side behind Akaashi. 

���Kozume, you’re a whore.” 

“Hello to you too, ice queen.” 

You roll your eyes at him and then face Keiji, plastering a genuine smile on your face. “Hi, my love!” 

Akaashi looks at you through the mirror. “Hi, Y/n. Are you okay?”

You raise an eyebrow. “Yeah. Why?” 

He shrugs. “I know you didn’t really want to come so I just wanted to make sure you were okay to go.” 

You shrug as well. “Didn’t really seem like I had much a choice.” 

Kenma kisses his teeth and then whips around to face you. “You’re your own person, Y/n. I know I make it seem like you don’t have a choice, but I can’t actually make you do anything you don’t want to. If you want to stay here, I’ll completely understand. I’ll even stay here with you if you’ll let me.” 

You smile softly, your mind in a state of awe. “Thank you, Kozume. That was surprisingly considerate.” 

He rolls his eyes and then faces forward again. 

“So what will it be, Y/n?” Akaashi asks, looking at you through the mirror.

You smile. “I think I’ll go with you. Thank you.”

Twenty minutes later, you’re all piling out of the minivan and crossing the street to meet the rest of the group. Your eyes search the large crowd for someone, anyone that could help you feel more at ease. But before you could get a clear look around, you feel yourself being lifted into the air and next thing you know you’re perched onto someone’s shoulders. 

You look down and see the familiar rooster-haired bastard that you call your ex. 

You can’t help but let out a breath of relief and smile down at him. “Hi, Tetsu.”

He pulls you back down to the floor and pats your head twice. 

“You okay?” He asks. “You’re wearing the constipated face you get when you’re nervous.” 

You chuckle. “Well this is a pretty large group of people and I don’t think I made a great first impression on many of them.” 

He shrugs. “I’ll fight anyone that talks bad about you.” 

You smile at him. “Thank you Tetsu.”

Next thing you know, your attention is drawn too a tall grey haired guy running into your direction. He yells a loud “hey hey hey!” before scooping you up into his arms. 

“Kotaro!” You smile, your words muffled against his chest. 

The lot of you begin walking towards an arcade in the plaza, and you and Bokuto continue your conversation. 

“How do you feel?” He asks you in a whisper, looking down at you as his right arm is around your shoulder.

“I’m fine.” You reply sternly. “Why does everyone keep asking me that?” 

He shrugs. “I don’t know. Maybe because that beanstalk you wanted to climb oh-so badly is only a few feet away and he isn’t talking to you. I mean, you didn’t even want to come.” 

“Meh.” You say curtly. “Imma’ thug it out.” 

He chuckles and the two of you walk through the door to the arcade, thanking Hinata who excitedly holds the door for everyone. 

Since the both of you weren’t looking, you run into the people in front of you who were crowded around none other than the captains of Karasuno and Nekoma. 

“My dear Daichi.” Kuroo says. “I challenge you to a battle in air hockey.” 

“A challenge?” Daichi laughs condescendingly. “Sorry to break it to you Kuro my friend, but I am an air hockey champ.” 

Nishinoya nods. “So true, bestie.”

“Kuroo is even better.” John Michael adds in. All of the Karasuno boys boo him in disagreement. He scoffs. “Whatever.” 

You watch as their playful banter slowly turns into a very competitive game of air hockey. Bokuto volunteers himself to be the commentator and you are inevitably left alone. 

That is until you bump into someone’s chest, knocking their phone out of their hand in the process. 

“Crap, my bad.” You speak, rubbing the sore spot on your forehead as you bend down to pick up the phone of your victim. You go to hand it back to them, but due to their height, it takes a while for your eyesight to meet theirs. 

And just your luck. 

“Here you go…” you speak awkwardly, handing Tsukishima his phone back. You should’ve known by the generic wallpaper. No personalization whatsoever. 

“Thanks.” He responds just as awkwardly, shoving both his phone and his hands into his pocket. The two of you continue to shoot awkwardly glances at each other for the remainder of the air hockey game which led to Kuroo’s victory with the help of Bokuto. 

“That wasn’t a fair match because you cheated.” 

“No ground rules were set.” 

The group bickered their way around the arcade until they encountered:

“DANCE CENTRAL: THE ARCADE GAME?” 

Finally, something more interesting to the floor you’ve been staring at. 

Your head snaps up and your eyes widen. 

“Say swear.” You say to John Michael.

He nods happily. “I swear!” 

You raise an eyebrow. “On me?” 

“On granny.” 

Your face goes serious. “Never swear on my grandmother again.” 

“Sorry.” He replies sheepishly. “Wanna play though?” 

You nod. “Of course!” 

The group parts ways to allow you to walk up to your brother and the game. You step onto the platform and look at him, waiting for him to choose a song. 

He gestures towards the game. “Your choice.” 

You toy with the arrows on the large machine, scrolling through the list of available songs. Eventually you’re satisfied. You choose a song no one had ever beat you at as a kid. 

“S&M?!” Your brother exclaims drawing a startled reaction from other parties in the arcade. When he notices, he whispers the same thing again. “s&m?” 

You nod. “Problem?” 

He raises his arms in surrender. 

You press play on the song. While the game is counting down the seconds until the battle officially starts, you hear the cheers of your friends. Some screaming for you, and others for your brother.

The only absent voice was your beloved crush who you could’ve sworn you heard mention something about dick riding.

You didn’t have time to think about it as the game officially started and you and John Michael both began dancing.

By the end of the dance, a crowd had formed around the two of you and you felt both flattered and overwhelmed by all the attention. 

You sheepishly bowed to the crowd and high-fived your brother. The crowd dispersed shortly after, then you were finally able to bask in your victory. 

“I got 5 stars and you got 4 and a half!” You beamed. 

“That’s not that big a difference.” Hinata said. 

“Don’t be an instigator.” Daichi whispered to him. 

“A what?” Hinata responded quietly. 

As time in the arcade went by, your social timer began to run out and you needed some space away from others. 

While majority of the group was busy, you quietly excused yourself to the lounge area outside. 

Minutes later, your phone buzzed in your pocket. You lifted your bottom from the bench beneath you to retrieve it. You had never been more surprised in your life.

You sighed and placed your phone back in the pocket of your baggy pants and leaned your head back against the wall. You let your eyes close for a second before you felt the air shift around you.

Your eyes snapped open to find Tsukishima staring at the floor on the other side of the bench.

You held your breath, thinking if you breathed too loudly, you'd scare him away.

He glanced over at you as if he felt your gaze on him.

"It was stuffy in there."

You nod. "It was."

You blink and look away when he doesn't respond. It was silent for what felt like days before you felt the bench shake. Tsukishima had stood up and began walking away.

You sit up. "H-hey, where are you going?"

"Well I seen a store on the way here." He responds, still walking away. "It looked interesting. I don't care if you come or not."

You hop up quickly and speed walk until you're at a close enough distance behind him. The two of you walk in silence until you both encounter the exact place he was telling you about.

It's more than either of you could ever imagine and Tsukki can't help but notice the way your eyes light up when you walk in.

This was nothing like Maura's shop, but if you had to guess, you think she'd love it.

There were two floors to this place.

The first floor had both books and music records. The second floor had a silent (headphones only) cinema and a small coffee shop.

You immediately ran around to explore, starting with the book section. Tsukishima couldn't help but follow in curiousity. As much as he'd probably hate to admit this, your energy was magnetic. He wanted to get to know you more.

For Maura’s project, of course.

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[thisischaosmagicmoogle]

Khalid - Please Don't Fall In Love With Me (Live Performance)

[1000-year-old-virgin]

Sinead Harnett - Thinking Less

[jheanelashlee]

Hurts me the most when I wake

I fumble and twist, 'til the truth starts to click

There's so much space in this bed

These sheets go for miles, dreams of your smile

I don't wanna be just a memory

And I don't wanna feel your wings break free

Because without you I'm lost in the breeze

I gotta be strong now, I gotta show you how

I'll love you like I've never, ever loved somebody

I'll give you things you didn't even know you wanted

Don't tell me that it's not enough

My time is up, you're over us

'Cause I think I might do anything for you

If you just let me

If you just let me

If you just let me

Just let me

Taste of your lips is still fresh

And the smell of your scent, how could I forget?

Your words how they cut me to shreds

But to tell you the truth every piece is for you

I don't wanna be just a memory

And I don't wanna feel your wings break free

Because without you I'm lost in the breeze (breeze)

I gotta be strong now, I gotta show you how

I'll love you like I've never, ever loved somebody

I'll give you things you didn't even know you wanted

Don't tell me that it's not enough

My time is up, you're over us

'Cause I think I might do anything for you

If you just let me (yeah)

If you just let me (let me)

If you just let me, hey

Just let me

Ooh yeah

I'll love you like I've never, ever loved somebody

I'll give you things you didn't even know you wanted (ooh)

Don't tell me that it's not enough

My time is up, you're over us

'Cause I think I might do anything for you

If you just let me

If you just let me

If you just let me

Just let me

[softgirljuju]

6lack, Sabrina Claudio, Nao, Daniel Caesar, Khalid, Russ, Sinead Harnett, Snoh Aalegra, Alina Baraz, type of girl ✨🌱🧘🏽‍♀️

[forever1kay]

IF YOU LET ME - A Kei Tsukishima SMAU

a kei tsukishima x black!fem!reader smau

after pining over a certain middle blocker over the phone for a month or so, y/n y/l/n meets kei tsukishima in a way that has him hating her mere existence. weeks later, she’s given the opportunity to redeem herself… will she take her chances?

genre & tropes smau, grumpy x sunshine, (seemingly) unrequited love, not-so meet cute, forced proximity, ambw, fluff, crack, slow burn, etc;

warnings profanity, mentions of nsfw, angst, misunderstandings, remaining friends with an ex, periods, minor secondary character death, breakups, a few shitty characters, etc;

notes so i’m going through yet another haikyuu phase and i’m having mad tsukishima brainrot. so, i took this opportunity to write about him while i don’t have writers block. also, please keep in mind that this is a fic that does involve music. with that being said, please be prepared for a song to be linked in parts of this story. this may not get any likes or reblogs, but i hope that anyone who reads it enjoys!

series tag

# ⤹˚˖♬୭ if you let me

PROFILES:

y/n carried

crazy, sexy, cool (& tsukki)

CHAPTERS:

00. prologue - dear diary, i met a boy today

01. chapter one - a party for some girl who wants to kiss tsukki

02. chapter two - don’t worry, everything will be fine

03. that’s fine, i’ll just die tomorrow

04. avoiding him, avoiding her

05. tickets to my downfall

06.for the sake of work and work only

07. chest pains

08. loverboy

09. this does not mean i like you

10. i don’t hate it when you’re around

11. shut the fuck your mouth

12. i’ve decided to tolerate you

13. DENY DENY DENY

14. back to life, back to reality

15. i have awoken, i have arisen

16. maybe later

17. come outside for a second

18. a little busy

19. medicine

20. just a fling

21. disaster

22. something we should know

23. in the wrong

24. i bet

25. it’s him

26. as it was

27. we don’t see eye to eye

28. i made you a playlist

29. perhaps

30. epilogue - our future

BONUS CHAPTERS:

TBD

current status ongoing (slow updates)

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[sinead-harnett]

[1000-year-old-virgin]

Sinead Harnett - Say Something

[travelersrest]

🌬️🫧🩷🪽

[forever1kay]

[chapter two: don’t worry, everything will be fine]

summary: in which y/n humiliates both herself and her one and only volleyball crush.

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“Y’all I’m freaking out.” Y/n notified her friends as they stepped off of the bus at the beach.

“If it makes you feel better,” Kenma starts, pulling his psvita from his backpack, “He has no clue who you are.”

Y/n gives Kenma a blank stare. “Yeah, thanks K.”

“You have nothing to worry about.” Kuroo told her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. “If anything goes wrong, we’ll beat him up for you.”

“I appreciate it, but three out of five of you would get stomped.”

“And who do you think wouldn’t get stomped?”

Y/n shrugs. “Probably you and Kotaro.”

“What about me?” Mikey asks, wanting to be included.

“No, remember Molly beat you up last year?” Y/n responds, referring to their two-year-old cousin who was barely a year old when the incident happened.

John Michael hid his face in his hands and continued walking.

When the they stepped into the entrance to the beach, they were enthralled by the decorations and the warm fire. A few teams were already there—that being Seijoh and Inarzaki—but Y/n decided not to stress herself because Karasuno wasn’t there yet.

The four of them went to find a spot to set up while the rest of Nekoma’s volleyball club went their own way. It was about five minutes before Shiratorizawa and Fukurodani showed up.

“Hey, Y/n!” Bokuto yelled, pulling her up from where she sat on her towel. “Come play volleyball with us!”

“You know I suck at volleyball, Ko.” She reminds him, “Everyone will laugh at me.”

“I think everyone else is a little preoccupied.” He pointed over to the left where a group of boys were crowded around what Y/n could only assume was a girl, and no one stood at the volleyball net.

“Oh, okay then.”

Their group went to the volleyball court and tried to teach Y/n and John Michael how to play.

“I expect that all of you will represent Karasuno in a positive manner.” The vice principal lectured everyone from Karasuno who all murmured in response, only half listening.

The volleyball club was excited for this trip, but no one could match Hinata’s excitement.

He’d been restless for days, waiting for this day to approach, and now he’s being held back by a lecture from a guy he doesn’t even like.

“We’ll be on our best behavior, sir. Please let us go play in the beach and we’ll represent Karasuno better than any other schools can represent themselves!” Hinata enthused.

The vice principal side eyed Hinata and then nodded, and everyone finally entered the beach.

Hinata, Nishinoya, Kageyama, and Tanaka immediately ran to the water, stripping off their shirts in the process while the more chill members of the team found things to do on land.

“Where do you guys think the girl who likes Tsukki is?” Tadashi asked, grabbing a deflated floaty from his bag.

“Who cares?” Tsukishima responds, taking a seat near the fire and grabbing a marshmallow. “I certainly don’t.”

“I heard she’s cool, Tsukishima. Maybe you could learn a thing or two from her.” Suga says, trying to discreetly take a seat next to Kiyoko.

“Be nice, Suga.” Daichi replies, squeezing in between Suga and Kiyoko. “But no, seriously, Tsukki. I think you should give her a chance.”

“I’d rather not.”

“Do you guys think that’s her?” Tadashi asks, pointing towards to the volleyball net.

Tsukishima doesn’t look up.

“She’s very pretty.” Daichi compliments.

“Someone that pretty shouldn’t like Tsukishima.” Suga says shamelessly.

“Cut it out!” Tadashi yells, wanting to do nothing more than defend his best friend.

“Sorry, Tadashi.”

“We should go spy on them.” Tadashi suggests.

“Yeah!” Asahi replies, surprisingly eager.

Tadashi and Asahi get up and walk towards the water where the four idiots are playing shark.

“Hey! We’re going to meet Tsukki’s girlfriend! Do you guys want to come?” Tadashi yells, glancing to the left as Suga catches up with them.

The four of them exit the water almost instantly. “Yeah!”

The seven of them walk over to where Kuroo is standing behind you, trying to show you how to serve.

“Hey! I’m Hinata!” Hinata yells suddenly, catching you off guard and making you flinch a little. “Are you Y/n? Kuroo told me about you. Tsukishima may be a big sucky jerk-face, but if you push him enough he’ll like you. That’s how he likes us. Do you like volleyball? I love volleyball. Can we be friends?”

“Calm down, dumbass! You’re gonna scare her away with your stupidity!” Kageyama yells, making you flinch again.

You blink at the two of them who continue to bicker back and forth.

“Should I say something?” You ask.

“They’ll stop on their own. They do this all the time. I’m Yamaguchi Tadashi. I’m Tsukishima’s best friend!”

“Nice to meet you! I didn’t know he had a best friend, Kuroo didn’t mention you.”

Tadashi loooks over to Kuroo who shrugs.

“Anyways, he can be a little mean but sometimes he means well.”

“Just sometimes?”

“Yeah, he’s a little hard to deal with.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“For what?” Kenma asks, sniffling to keep the snot from exiting his nose. “You’re not going to talk to him. You’re too much of a pussy.”

“Kozume Kenma, I will fuck you up.” You threaten.

Kenma shrugs. “Do your worst, I guess.”

You roll your eyes and continue talking to Tadashi about Tsukishima before you all somehow end up splitting in half and playing volleyball together.

With your few minutes of training, you thought that if you served the ball, the outcome would be decent at the least. But when the ball flew way over the net and people started to yell the name of your crush, you knew you fucked up. You ran and didn’t look back.

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[madwaterz]

October 10 2024