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keouil · 5 months ago

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we are each our own culture alive

it takes a village to convince oikawa to do a bake sale with shiratorizawa. 5k. seijoh/shiratorizawa. fluff. also on ao3.

“Absolutely not.”

Iwaizumi groans. “I’m not even done—”

“Nope! No! Negative!” Oikawa shakes his head woefully from side to side, stubbornly crossing his arms over his chest. “Absolutely not and under no circumstances and over my dead body and—”

“Oi Shittykawa,” Iwaizumi cuts him off harshly. “At least let me finish first, will you?”

“What is there to finish, Iwa-chan?” Oikawa blinks at him innocently. “Captain meeting adjourned! Morning practice commence!”

Except no one moves from their spot.

They all stay rooted in a circle around Oikawa and Iwaizumi, watching their two captains verbally spar for the past hour. Mattsun and Makki both looked three lifetimes done with it. The second years just look amused. The first years look like they’d rather bury themselves into a hole than be caught in their tug of war, fully knowing Iwaizumi is the logical, practical, safe choice if and when it comes to a divorce; but that Oikawa would also likely blow up the entire school if he knew his first years had favourites that wasn’t him.

He often liked wielding them against Iwaizumi sometimes, also knowing full well how particular Iwaizumi got in treating the first years with as much patience and delicacy as possible.

Case in point:

“Kindaichi-chan,” Oikawa calls out suddenly, gesturing for the nervous first-year who’d so far been looking back and forth between them looking torn. “I think our Iwa-chan here woke up on the wrong side of the bed and lost all his basic comprehension skills. A pity, but what can we do. Can you read aloud the text I sent the team group chat before practice?”

Kindaichi looks like he’d rather shove rocks into his mouth. He glances around nervously for an out, making pleading eyes at Kunimi next to him who has damned him all to hell by finding the floor so damn interesting all of a sudden, until his gaze finally lands on—thank God—one of his other senpais.

“M-makki-s-senpai—”

Oikawa is quick to end his lifeline with a too maniacal grin. “Oh, no, Kindaichi-chan!” he tsks, blocking his view, the hand on his shoulder gripping him a little too tight for comfort. “They can’t save you now. No one can. Isn’t that right, Makki? Mattsun?”

“Leave the kid alone, Oikawa,” sighs Mattsun heavily, far too like a middle-aged corporate slave than someone in their last year of highschool.

“How about you leave all of us out of this marriage spat you guys are having,” Makki levels Oikawa and Iwaizumi a scathing look. “Some of us just want to play volleyball for God’s sake.”

Oikawa ignores all of them. He just smiles at Kindaichi expectantly, gesturing at his phone, waiting.

The third years groan some more.

Kindaichi clears his throat once, twice.

“T-to my lovely S-seijoh,” he starts shakily. “A t-treason has been reported in A-aoba Johsai. I-I repeat: a treason has been r-reported—”

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Iwaizumi swears under his breath.

“Be quiet, Iwa-chan!” Oikawa hisses at him. “Don’t silence the boy!”

Kindaichi darts his eyes back and forth between them for a moment before continuing, still shaky.

“I-I’ve just been informed t-that our once honorable and e-exemplary team now h-has a traitor in our m-midst. W-who, y–you might ask? Well, c-color your captain shocked, i-it’s none other than our p-precious Iwa-chan himself!”

Kindaichi tries reading it with the same kind of villanistic enthusiasm he thinks Oikawa wanted to project, but instead it just comes across quite pitiful and floundery. Half the team can’t even look at him properly, Yahaba shaking his head dejectedly.

“Y-Your dependable vice-captain, a good shoulder to cry on f-for when Yuda gets into a-another one of his regularly scheduled m-mental breakdowns a-and a reliable senpai for when K-kunimi inevitably fails another exam by sleeping right through it, i-is disappointingly, b-but unsurprisingly not as upstanding as we all thought he w-was.”

Kindaichi glances around the room nervously. Passive faces, bored faces, amused faces; and ever consistent, the same saccharine smile from Oikawa and the same leering expression from Iwaizumi. Clearing the lump in his throat, he continues in a clearer voice.

“And I know, I know; everyone’s curious, you all have your questions. How can the great Iwa-chan who has known Oikawa-senpai all his life from basically the sandbox betray his trust so easily just like that? What ever could have happened?” this Kindaichi says with a dramatic infliction, earning him a thumbs up from Oikawa and a look of what could only be described as pure disgust from Kunimi.

“Well, my lovely and adorable kouhai and Yuda, I’ll tell you what happened,” he continues. “The day your lovely captain had a physical exam scheduled and was absent for the day, someone from an affluent but assuredly fraudulent good-for-nothing-but-raising-horses school representative approached our coach for a potential collaboration. Coach Mizoguchi, obviously bearing no consideration and regard for me whatsoever since I accidentally spiked that ball into his face a few months ago, signed off on this potential collaboration and urged said representative to also get the captain to sign. Do you see where I’m going with this, my lovely Seijoh? Do you see the picture I’m trying to lay out for you all?”

Iwaizumi makes a noise of contempt. Kindaichi hears someone threatening him to shut his mouth, probably Oikawa, probably Makki, probably both.

“While your captain was out there being poked to death, your vice-captain just signed us off on a day of forced co-habitation with the very same people who have prevented us from going farther than we ever should. He has so liberally and without remorse, signed us all off to our deaths so now we’re not just forced to mingle with the thieves of our glory, but also pretend any of us have even the slightest idea on what the difference between a pastry brush and a paintbrush is. And so when you’re knee-deep in mixing sticky dough as we inevitably sweat to our deaths in the Tokyo heat like subway rats, I urge you all to remember, my lovely Seijoh: that it was your vice-captain that put us all there in the first place.”

Kindaichi finishes, breathless and a little ran through. Yahaba passes him a bottle of water, expertly maneuvering him away from the Oikawa-Iwaizumi Region of Marital Spat and safely tucked him behind Kyotani and some of the other second years.

Iwaizumi doesn’t even bat an eye at all this. “You done now?”

Oikawa huffs, repugnant and even more annoyed at the desired effect not reaching its target audience. “Tch.”

Mattsun is the one who pieces things together from the Shakespearean monologue, and once he does, looks unbelievingly at Iwaizumi.

“A goddamn bake sale,” he deadpans. “We’re doing a goddamn bake sale with Shiratorizawa?”

Iwaizumi nods. “Just until we reach our goal for next year.”

“If the coaches already agreed to this,” Makki furrows his brows, glaring at Oikawa. “What are you still yapping about?”

Oikawa has his mouth open to retort and cry crocodile tears again, but Iwaizumi beats him to it. “Shiratorizawa offered us a ride on their bus.”

“Okay,” Kyotani nods along with the rest. “And what’s the issue with that?”

“The issue with that, Mad Dog-chan,” Oikawa almost hisses at him, unused to being silenced. “Is that not only do we have a perfectly serviceable bus available to us at any time here in Aoba Johsai, but that by riding in Shiratorizawa’s bus, it also means riding with Shiratorizawa.”

A beat of silence.

“I still don’t see what the issue is,” Kyotani presses.

“The issue is that Ushikawa is a soul-stealing, youth-ending, glory-thieving, absolute behemoth of a man! He’ll crush our spirits before we even get to Tokyo!” Oikawa insists, almost yelling.

Makki picks up his phone. “Yes, hello, Shakespeare?” he says. “Your lead actor has been isekai-ed as Japanese.”

Oikawa doesn’t relent. “He probably doesn’t even know the first thing about baking!”

Iwaizumi scoffs. “And you do?”

“No, but you do, Iwa-chan,” Oikawa quips back easily, waving him off. “And we’re basically a package deal so remember to do good in representing us both. Yahaba and Kyotani can cook, too.”

“Ushijima was the one who extended the offer to ride with them,” Iwaizumi reminds him. “He didn’t have to but he did. He really doesn’t sound that bad.”

“To you,” Oikawa mumbles, looking away and huffing and pouting. “He’s not the president of the Oikawa Toru Is Not A Genius Fanclub for no reason…”

“We’ve debunked that like three times already,” Mattsun runs a frustrated hand through his hair. “That’s not and never was a thing. It’s all in your head.”

“It’ll be fine,” Iwaizumi assures him, clamping a hand on Oikawa’s shoulder. “If either of you end up killing each other, then that just means none of us are going to Nationals.”

The bus ride to Tokyo, however, is decidedly not fine.

As soon as the Shiratorizawa VBC bus sign came to view—Oikawa made Kindaichi stand by the entrance to wait in the sweltering Sendai heat, much to Iwaizumi’s annoyance—most of the Seijoh members’ anticipation had died down into a pale imitation of casual resignedness. The idea of sitting in an air-conditioned bus for eight hours was far more enticing than backing up their captain’s one-sided dispute with a rival team that is, for the most part, self-inflicted and unrequited. Most of them were cordial with the Shiratorizawa members, maybe even friendly.

Most of them except, of course, Oikawa.

“Oikawa,” Ushijima began as soon as they stepped on the bus, standing up from his seat to greet him. “Thank you for—”

“Hear something, Iwa-chan?” Oikawa looks around dramatically, feigning ignorance and very pointedly looking anywhere but the man literally standing before him. “Sounds like loser to me!”

Iwaizumi ignores him and tells Ushijima as much, “Just ignore him.” He glances around apologetically at the rest of the Shiratorizawa team as they make their way along the aisle. “He gets cranky when he doesn’t get enough sleep.”

“Oh,” Ushijima says, slightly frowning. “I am sorry to hear that. Adequate sleep and nutrition is important for athletes. I hope you get enough rest on this trip.”

Oikawa looks positively affronted at the words coming out of his mouth. But of course, he’s never going to acknowledge that, and so Iwaizumi does instead.

“Thank you, Ushijima-san,” he says genuinely. “We’ll try not to make too much noise.”

Tendou, beside Ushijima, waves him off easily. “No worries, no worries,” he beams. “We don’t have a lot of first years for Goshiki to play around with, and truth be told, I think he needs to socialize with more people his age.”

Oikawa and Iwaizumi trace his line of vision to a few rows behind them. Goshiki was busy gesturing animatedly at something on his phone to Kunimi who was looking on in interest, Kindaichi enthusiastically nodding along to whatever’s on screen.

Oikawa looks torn between softening that his first years are finally interacting with people outside their anti-social two-man bubble, and horrified that it just had to be with someone from Shiratorizawa.

Instead he settles for a cough, still decidedly looking at anyone but Ushijima who looked uncharacteristically less intense looking back at their first years.

“Well,” Oikawa raises his chin stubbornly. “I guess Goshiki-chan is the lesser evil of you guys.”

Iwaizumi smacks him over the head. “Don’t say that!”

“What?” Oikawa hisses back at him, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s true!”

“That’s not the point—”

Tendou raises a hand to stop them both. “It’s okay,” he says, voice still lilting and the smile in his eyes still present. “It’s true. Goshiki is the best of us. Even our ace here agrees. Right, Wakatoshi-kun?”

Ushijima, much to Oikawa’s utter shock, does exactly that. Nod his head along. Without a hint of malice or sarcasm or holier-than-thou attitude.

Ushijima actually acknowledging himself to be inferior and responding to basic social cues? Oikawa notes all of this in alarm, this realization only leading up to one thing in his one track mind: The world is ending.

“Iwa-chan,” Oikawa hisses under his breath, yanking him forward. “They’re plotting something. Grab the first years. We still have time. We can take the bloody shinkansen to Tokyo if we have to—”

“Oh good lord,” Iwaizumi just sighs, dragging him with him instead to the last few seats at the back and forcing him down on it. “Just shut up and get some sleep, Shittykawa. You will not be the cause of terror for anyone on this 8-hour road trip.”

“What do you guys think about a boyfriend rental service?”

“A what?” Semi shrieks, wrist-deep in cookie dough batter.

Ohira slaps a face mask on him before flicking his forehead. “Safety first, you idiot!” he scolds. “Don’t get spit all over the dough!”

They’re in one of the community center’s various kitchens, baking and molding and kneading and cooking. Several of the members have been assigned different tasks, all of them scattered around the area like worker bees flocking from one table to another. Yahaba and Watari look skeptically into the bowl Semi was in charge of, none of them brave enough to point out that the lumps were still lumping after half an hour of Semi’s amateur and lazy kneading.

Tendou takes pity on them and shoves Semi out of the way. “Sorry, what was that?” he turns to Goshiki. “A what service?”

“A boyfriend rental service,” Goshiki explains, using the back of his hand to wipe away the flour on his forehead. “I overheard some girls in my class talking about it at lunch the other day. It’s supposed to be an easy way to get cash as fast as possible, like those maid cafes popular here in Tokyo.”

“What do you know about maid cafes?” Soekawa asks at the same time Mattsun clicks his tongue disappointingly, “You guys let your first year watch too much anime.”

Goshiki blinks. “I—” he doesn’t even know where to start, who to address first. “I—”

“I think it’s a great idea!” Tendou pipes up, holding a bowl steady as Yahaba sifts through flour. “Tokyo has a good market for this too! We can do a buy-ten-get-a-free-date package deal! Or do an auction on who can pay the highest for one!”

Now it was Iwaizumi’s turn to get flustered. “Sorry, what's happening?”

Semi considers this with a hand on his chin. “That’s actually not a bad idea,” he nods along, eyes lighting up. “One member each team then? Ours will have to be Wakataoshi, of course.”

“Of course,” parrots Ohira, and surprisingly, Mattsun.

They all look towards Ushijima expectantly, leaning by one of the cabinets. He was still trying to level his breathing after carrying majority of the ingredients up five flights of stairs. He gives them a casual, one-shoulder shrug.

Good enough.

“Who are we pimping out, boss?” Kyotani slides an arm around Iwaizumi’s shoulder, overhearing the conversation and immediately dropping the stack of potatoes he was ordered to clean and pawning it off to Kindaichi. “I wouldn’t mind scoring a few dates myself,” he finishes, smirking.

Iwaizumi shoves his head away. “No minors,” he declares. “It will have to be Oikawa, then. He won’t mind.”

“That’s settled then?” Tendou peers around the room, murmurs of agreement and half-hearted efforts to volunteer themselves instead—namely Semi and Kyotani—all being harshly shut down by Ohira and Iwaizumi. Oikawa was somewhere by the front, reading off a recipe to Goshiki who was painstakingly following each step much to his amusement. “This is going to be good.”

“But, Tendou—” Ushijima turns to face him, frowning. “I’m—”

Tendou is quick to pat his back, smiling in that carefree way. “All good.”

Ushijima scans his face for a few seconds. “Okay.”

Iwaizumi, halfway through picking up a box of food coloring from the pantry, watches all of it unfold.

“They’re making Tobio do what?”

Goshiki sputters a little, unused to the sudden attention. “Um—ah—” he begins, inching closer to Semi. “Hinata told me they’re planning to offer their first 30 customers a free picture with him. Or Kuroo. Still undecided.”

“But—” Oikawa frowns. “Tobio is like, what, twelve.”

“He’s sixteen, Oikawa, god,” Iwaizumi flushes, facepalming. “He is literally the same year as Kindaichi and Kunimi!”

“Who are also like twelve,” Oikawa gestures impatiently. “What's your point? They’re all children as far as I’m concerned.”

“Not to Kuroo,” Makki snorts in amusement, shifting the chairs around in the community hall. “That man puts snake oil salesmen to shame.”

“Their captain disapproves of this, right?” Oikawa turns to Iwaizumi, still frowning. “Sure his receives are shit and he’s basically raising the next generation of Satan worshippers, but he didn’t seem like the type to exploit his first years like that?”

Goshiki looks over at his phone again. “Hinata just texted me. Suga-san apparently put his foot down and, he quotes, There is absolutely no way in hell you are letting this child show a sliver of skin or so help me God, Kuroo, you will barely make it out alive when I’m done skinning yours.”

“Refreshing-kun?” Oikawa arches a brow, impressed. “Damn. Okay. At least someone in that team is using their head right.”

“I did not know you knew the Karasuno setter well,” Ushijima remarks offhandedly. “You appear concerned.”

Oikawa snaps out of it just like that.

“I am not,” he insists, huffing as he storms his way back to the kitchen, ignoring all the amused looks from Seijoh and ordering Goshiki to follow him. “I don’t know that boy at all! I’ve never heard of a Kageyama Tobio in my life!”

Even Ushijima didn’t look convinced.

Tendou is, surprisingly, not the best at this.

“Iwa-kun~” Tendou coos, peering down at the glistening melon pans Iwaizumi just brought into the hall. “I didn’t know you were such a good cook!”

“Thanks, I think,” Iwaizumi places the tray on the table. “But no, I’m not a good cook. I’m just an only child who had 2 full-time working parents growing up.”

“Huh,” Tendou muses, strolling over to his side as they start gently transferring melon pans into containers. “What do you know? I’m an only child too.”

They were a few hours away from opening, just a few last minute touches left to iron out.

Oikawa and Ushijima were somewhere by the entrance, arguing about which strategy was best to entice as many auctioneers as possible. They will come either way, Ushijima argued. Easy for the Olympian to say! hissed Oikawa. Goshiki and Kindaichi were busy mopping the floor spotless, literally spotless, going so far as to get down on their knees to pick at every miniscule speckle of dirt that ultimately Ohira puts his foot down and drags them off the floor. Semi was decorating cupcakes with Kunimi, both of them amazingly adept at forming ribbon icings.

The rest of the team were existing in a surprisingly amicable fashion, none of them have so far threatened to kill the other over so much as breathing the wrong way.

With what Goshiki has been updating them from time to time about Karasuno and Nekoma’s bake sale the next building over, they were surprisingly off to a good—maybe even great—start.

Tendou gestures at one of the more deformed melon pans, from Iwaizumi’s earlier test batch with Shirabu that didn’t make the cut. “Do you mind?” he reaches for a napkin. “Goshiki’s about to get upset soon if he doesn’t get a treat around this time. Growing boys and their sweets.”

Iwaizumi gestures for him to go ahead. “My boys are the same,” he agrees. “Tobio once bought out an entire shelf of milk yoghurt and refused to share it with Kindaichi. We had to put them both on time-out for a week.”

Tendou raises a brow. “I thought that freak setter was in Karasuno?”

“He is, and Oikawa will never admit it,” Iwaizumi sighs. “But he basically taught the kid everything he knows. Next time you play against them, watch out for Kageyama and how he moves. He’s basically Oikawa’s protege.”

“Huh,” Tendou muses. “Well what do you know? Wakatoshi said the exact same thing.”

"Slowly, Makki! You're gonna gauge my eyes out!"

Makki makes a face. "Shut up! I'm not an expert in this!” he lines the eyeliner dangerously closer to his eye. “Aren't you the one with the sister?"

"There's only so many things I can do and am already doing," Oikawa drones on, bringing a small mirror up to his face and fixing his bangs for the nth time. Makki very nearly nicks him in the eye with all his constant shuffling about.

"Just do it slowly,” Oikawa tells him. “And make sure to accentuate the wing. I hear cat eyes are all the rave nowadays, Goshiki-chan told me so."

Semi and Shirabu snap their heads at Goshiki, accusing.

“I did no such thing!” shrieks Goshiki, hiding behind Kindaichi, who had been holding up said vanity mirror for the past half hour his hands were starting to shake.

Semi shakes his head, shuffling his attention back to Oikawa and Makki perched on the makeshift vanity they set up in the kitchen. "Is that—" he gestures vaguely at the scene. "Do we also have to—"

"You think Ushijima-san is letting us put eyeliner on him willingly?" Shirabu shrieks.

“Does he even need it?” Semi asks. “He already looks intimidating enough.”

"Someone does need to coach him on what to say," Shirabu reminds them. "Or else he's just going to make a girl cry again."

Semi snaps his fingers. "Goshiki," he starts. "You're popular with girls, right?"

Goshiki wants to tell them that being able to hold a conversation with another human being that just so happens to be female and just so happens to not be related to volleyball is a very low bar for what constitutes as popular these days, but he so rarely had personal wins in a team as Spartan as his, and so takes the win whenever he can.

"I—" Goshiki steps out from Kindaichi’s shadow slowly, clearing his throat. "I-I get letters, yes."

From family, Hinata, a middle school classmate he’s sure is only sucking up to him because of his close connection with Ushijima; but letters nonetheless. No one needs to know.

“Great,” Shirabu rounds on him, looking far too diabolical for his taste. “You get to be the one to school our captain on Social Etiquette 101 this time. And please don’t die before you do, we still need another ace for next year and Yunohama is still shit at receiving.”

They make their goal within the hour. Another half hour in, they’ve made it twice over.

Oikawa is only more than happy to be the center of such undivided attention, all the oohs and ahhs from nearly every corner of the gym aimed towards him just fueling his narcissism higher and higher.

Well. Nearly every corner.

“Ushijima-san!”

“Wow, an actual Olympian!”

“He’s even taller than I imagined! And that jaw!”

“Let’s get his autograph!”

Oikawa’s hold on the pen he was gripping was growing tighter and tighter, the smile on his face straining by the second. The girl waiting for his autograph was blissfully oblivious to his growing dissent.

“Makki,” Oikawa hisses under his breath, painstakingly writing out his autograph line by line. If the ink bled through the paper a little too much when he handed it over, the girl doesn’t notice and bounces happily away. “Blush. Give me more blush.”

Makki in turn is only too happy to assault his face with even more powdery, glittery, shiny things that by the end he looks more like a children’s doll given to a child that had a seriously disturbing and inaccurate image of what a doll should look like.

Iwaizumi eyes him knowingly.

“What?” Makki shrugs. “This is how my sister does it.”

“Your sister needs therapy,” Mattsun notes, peering closer into Oikawa’s face to look over his highlight. “Or Oikawa is just really, really ugly not even make-up can save him.”

Oikawa bats Makki’s hands away that were getting a little too pecky and not dabby. “Alright enough!” he hushes them. “Makki, I swear, if I look like that goddamn Annabelle doll your sister loves watching—”

“I,” Makki breathes out slowly, clutching the blush brush closer to his chest to resist the urge to poke someone’s eyes with it. “Am doing my best.”

“And how wonderfully you do it, Makki-kun!” strolls in Tendou all of a sudden, leaving behind a scent trail of freshly baked bread and apple pie. “Looking good, Oikawa-san!”

“Well that’s not good,” Oikawa remarks in alarm. “Not good at all. I’m not trusting the opinion of someone who dyes their hair red. Willingly.”

“He does rock the red,” Mattsun says offhandedly.

“That he does,” Makki readily agrees.

“Me now!” Oikawa cries out. “Attention on me! I’m the one in crisis!”

Yahaba sighs, already regretting having to ask, “How do you figure that?”

Oikawa looks at Kunimi. “Kunimi,” he says. “What’s the tally?”

Kunimi rolls his eyes exasperatedly before bringing up a wad of paper, haphazard numbers scribbled in. “About ¥57,000 for you so far. Ushijima-san at ¥60,000.”

Oikawa gestures wildly, maniacally, unhingedly as if everyone was supposed to get it and be as infuriated as he was. Iwaizumi thinks he must’ve inhaled too much hair spray earlier and the fumes got to his head. Wouldn’t be the first time.

“See!?” Oikawa whines, voice rising an octave. “See what I mean?! We’re behind on our goal!”

“We’ve already made our goal, you glutton,” Makki pokes his head with the brush. “Twice over. You and Ushijima alone brought in enough money to last both teams a year.”

Oikawa doesn’t even care about that, and tells them as much, “I don’t care about all that,” he declares. “The goal is to beat Ushijima’s numbers. We’re getting that extra ¥3,000 yen or so help me God I’ll have all of you do suicide runs every day for a year.”

A number of groans are all he gets in response.

None of it fazes Oikawa in the slightest.

“Am I at least prettier than Tobio?” Oikawa turns to face his team properly, hands on his hips. “Tell me honestly. I won’t be mad.”

Oikawa makes the mistake of looking at Iwaizumi first.

Iwaizumi makes the mistake of not hiding his grimace fast enough.

Oikawa gasps. “No,” he bemoans, whipping his head around to look for anything reflective. “No, no, no. Tell me I’m at least prettier than Tobio. Tell me that at least. Good grief, Kindaichi, bring the mirror.”

Kindaichi is jolted back into action, already making to sprint back to the community hall, before Mattsun and Makki plant a hand down each of his shoulders.

“You look fine, you fool,” Makki rolls his eyes.

Kindaichi raises a hand hesitantly. “I-I think you look great, Oikawa-san!”

Mattsun promptly shoves it back down. “You also think his cooking is good,” he murmurs. “Nevermind all of us got food poisoning that one week he made us bentos.”

Iwaizumi hears another round of excited yelps in the distance and decides he’s had enough of this.

“Quit yapping,” Iwaizumi storms over to grab the back of Oikawa’s uniform forcefully, dragging them back to the activity area. A new group of girls were already making their way over to Ushijima. “You could wear a garbage bag over your head and these people will still think you’re the second coming of Christ with that K-pop hair. Now smile, pretty boy, we have Nationals to fund.”

The bus ride back to Sendai is surprisingly pleasant.

Iwaizumi expected, much like he does in matches, for the adrenaline that powered them through most of the day to die down as soon as everything blew over. For nearly 10 hours, they’ve been on their feet cooking and baking and entertaining and even sometimes acting as bodyguards for when some of the customers got a little too frisky with any of their captains. Goshiki and Kindaichi, in particular, took it upon themselves to trail after them like dogs with a bone. Ushijima looked used to it, while Oikawa in full knowledge Kindaichi was never going to let him out of his sight no matter what he did, begrudgingly let himself be followed.

All of their efforts in totality paid off, and well, what a pay-off indeed.

“Nearly ¥280,000 in total,” Shirabu gushed at them while they were cleaning up, taking it upon himself to be their treasurer. “And that’s not counting private donations from today, too.”

Oikawa looked only to be too happy in that revelation, smiling confidently at the knowledge he was able to secure that measly ¥3,000 yen in the end.

“That is good to hear,” Ushijima said, his measured tone expressing absolutely nothing of the sort. “We all did good today.”

But it was enough for Shiratorizawa. They clung to that single piece of feedback like fishes out of water, grinning to themselves and clapping each other on the back. Tendou congratulated Ushijima for his patience in dealing with as much people as he did, and it’s only then they actually saw a ghost of a smile grace his face.

“It couldn’t have been easy for him,” Mattsun observed, stacking chairs on top of each other while the rest put away tables. “Ushijima-san strikes me as someone uncomfortable with too many people around.”

If he was, Iwaizumi thinks back on it, then Ushijima handled everything with as much grace as possible. Shiratorizawa seemed to function in full knowledge of this, too; if any one of them being miraculously present whenever huge crowds form around Ushijima was any indication. Tendou, in particular, was almost always within distance.

Iwaizumi doesn’t think much of it until he finds himself seated next to him on the bus, Oikawa and Ushijima forced by the coaches to sit and strategize on how best to divide and spend their earnings.

“So,” Iwaizumi says, looking over at Tendou munching on leftover meringue cookies. “What was that about earlier?”

Tendou pops another cookie in his mouth before replying. “What was what?”

“The boyfriend rental thing,” Iwaizumi snags a few cookies into his palm at Tendou’s offering. “Am I mistaken or did..” he pauses, choosing his words carefully. “Did Ushijima actually ask permission from you?”

Tendou huffs a little laugh, still sweet and light as saccharine. “Who knows?” he looks over at Ushijima a few rows in front of them, in deep and—thankfully—mild conversation with Oikawa. “He’s not the best at reading the room sometimes, so he always tends to ask way more questions than normal.”

“I see,” Iwaizumi hums. “But why’d he have to ask you about it?”

Tendou shrugs casually, before saying just as indifferently, “Probably because of the boyfriend thing.”

“What boyfriend thing?"

“As in, that we’re a boyfriend thing.”

“What do you mean you’re a boyfriend thing.”

“I mean, we’re boyfriend and boyfriend.”

Iwaizumi almost chokes on the cookie he was chewing, sputtering about messily. Tendou is quick to offer him a water bottle, gently patting his back after.

“W-what—” Iwaizumi coughs once, twice. “Y-you mean you guys are—”

“In a relationship? Together? Boning?” Tendou supplies, amusement dancing in his eyes.

Iwaizumi nods unsurely, still trying to get his throat to settle.

Tendou thinks fondly on the question. “We don’t have a label,” he finally says. “Truthfully, I don’t think we love the same way other people do, or even think of romance the way you expect to see it play out in traditional relationships. I don’t mean straight or gay or anything like that… just, love, I guess. As a person. As consideration. As loyalty.”

At the confused expression on Iwaizumi’s face, Tendou explains further, gently.

“I’m waiting for him to figure it out, and granted I could be totally wrong,” he leans in, making also Iwaizumi lean in. “But I think Wakatoshi is aromantic. Maybe even asexual. Doesn’t matter to me either way. Love for me, I think, is knowing at the end of the day I’ll have someone accept me unconditionally.”

Iwaizumi feels tongue tied.

He can’t think of a single thing to say, still letting the words flow over him and sink himself into the gravity of exactly what Tendou is telling him. At what he’s still trying to figure out himself.

“Thank you for telling me,” is what Iwaizumi settles on first, and most importantly, on. When he feels like the gears on his head working again, looks on earnestly at him, and says seriously and genuinely: “You guys look happy together.”

The smile Tendou gives him then is nothing short of breathtaking. “That we are,” he grins. “And isn’t that all matters in the end?”

There is a stripe of sunlight cutting through the bus, Iwaizumi notes, that lands softly at the side of Oikawa’s face and dousing it just golden. And as if Oikawa can feel him looking, like he always did, flickers his eyes just briefly so at him; and winks.

“Yeah,” Iwaizumi says, breathless like the wind. “This is all that matters.”

#iwaoi #ushiten #iwaoikage #oikage #seijoh #aoba johsai #shiratorizawa #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #ushijima wakatoshi #tendou satori #haikyuu #fic

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hinatiny · 9 months ago

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ masterlist

ੈ✩‧₊˚ one-shots

karasuno

kageyama tobio ‧₊˚ late night comfort azumane asahi ‧₊˚ countryside comfort sugawara koshi ‧₊˚ plans ruined but that's okay

nekoma

kuroo tetsuro ‧₊˚ trivial things

aoba johsai

coming...

fukurodani

akaashi keiji ‧₊˚ crazy

shiratorizawa

semi eita ‧₊˚ swooning

inarizaki

kita shinsuke ‧₊˚ favorite's favorite

others

coming...

ੈ✩‧₊˚ reactions/headcanons

karasuno

‧₊˚ kageyama who...

fukurodani

‧₊˚ akaashi who...

inarizaki

‧₊˚ atsumu who...

ੈ✩‧₊˚ text message au

group chats

‧₊˚ msbitches (hinata, bokuto, atsumu, sakusa) 1 | 2 | 3 |

karasuno

hinata shoyo ‧₊˚ asking for another player's autograph kageyama tobio ‧₊˚ asking for another player's autograph ‧₊˚ texts with your roommate

nekoma

kuroo tetsuro ‧₊˚ asking for another player's autograph ‧₊˚ texts with your roommate kozume kenma ‧₊˚ texts with your roommate

aoba johsai

oikawa toru ‧₊˚ asking for another player's autograph ‧₊˚ texts with your roommate hajime iwaizumi ‧₊˚ asking for another player's autograph

fukurodani

bokuto kotaro ‧₊˚ asking for another player's autograph ‧₊˚ texts with your roommate akaashi keiji ‧₊˚ asking for another player's autograph ‧₊˚ texts with your roommate

shiratorizawa

tendou satori ‧₊˚ yikes

inarizaki

miya atsumu ‧₊˚ asking for another player's autograph ‧₊˚ texts with your roommate suna rintarou ‧₊˚ pick up (your game) ‧₊˚ texts with your roommate

itachiyama

kiyoomi sakusa ‧₊˚ asking for another player's autograph ‧₊˚ texts with your roommate

#haikyuu #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu masterlist

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jmi18201 · 5 years ago

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HEY HEY

..hey, does anyone know of a haikyuu group chat/discord that i could join? I'm finding it every time harder to keep my thoughts to myself without spoiling anything for a few days lol i don't think i'll contribute to anything but i REALLY want to scream about recent manga events !!!

#haikyuu #karasuno #aoba johsai #nekoma #hq #hq!!#group chats #anime #someone befriend me please im lonely #mmm i guess besides english spanish works too #manga

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octo-cutie · 2 years ago

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Can you do a part 2 for "Karasuno Boys with a Taller Girlfriend" but with Aoba Johsai

Hello! I'm so sorry it took me a while to get around to this but I have these headcanons! I'm sorry I couldn't write for Watari but I really couldn't think of anything for him...

Presenting Aoba Johsai x Tall girl!Reader

Warning: Suggestive in Iwaizumi's part and Hanamaki's part

Oikawa Tooru

Let’s start with the resident pretty boy

Ok this man is like 6’6 he’s tall as hell

BUT YOU’RE 6’9! (:D)

He would most absolutely be whiny about the 3 inches because it’s Oikawa and he’s a dramatic drama king

Iwaizumi is absolutely losing his shit as Oikawa follows you around like a love struck puppy since usually he is the butt of the jokes relating to height

Oikawa has once tried to sic you on Ushijima but instead you just made friends with him

Oikawa had a whole temper tantrum at this

You picked him up like a small kitten and carted him off while Makki and Mattsun videoed this for later blackmail

But when you guys are alone, he absolutely loves being able to look up at someone after so many years of looking down on everyone

You are his queen and he is your king (I HAD TO :D)

Iwaizumi Hajime

Ah yes, Hajime

In all his 5’10 glory

When you join the group of over 6’0-ters he is immediately referred to herein as “Y/N’s grumpy little troll”

But only in the separate Group Chats and when he’s asleep

Iwaizumi likes to take naps on your chest because he’s right at the height where your hugs have him pressed into your *ahem* boobies as he calls them

Big or little breasts it doesn’t matter because that’s where his height stops and when you cuddle at night, he’s pressed up against you because that's just where he fits

And he doesn’t feel the need to move

BUT HE’S ALWAYS SO SWEATY LIKE GOOD LORD WHY IS HE DAMP ALL THE TIME?!

You’re not sure but you suspect that he sweats so that he can sleep shirtless and that YOU can sleep shirtless and- well you see where he’s going here.

When he does piss you off you can easily hide his stuff in places he can’t reach.

The team finds this hilarious as he tries to scale you like a tree to get his stuff back

Cue the Monkey-In-the-Middle games

Matsukawa Issei

He’s not as tall as you, you’ve got a full 7 inches on him

But he’s got a full 7 inches somewhere else :D

He thinks it’s chill, I mean you can’t control height it just happens

You guys have the sickest high-fives though

I’m talking full choreographed routines that happen every time you two pass in the hall

When you guys hang out he fully expects YOU to be the “man” of the relationship

“Where’s your varsity jacket babe?”

“Because you’re taller”

“To fucking bad gimme your jacket”

He likes to take baths with you even though neither of you can fit in a bath anyway

When you wear thigh highs this man DIES

Like full on wants to kiss you up your legs and all over your body

Y’all had to upgrade to a double king bed

Hanamaki Takahiro

This Bi-king has once asked you and Mattsun to squish him between you

When you told him your height all he said was “nice, wanna try it?”

Earned himself a smack from you which only egged him on more

He also steals your jackets

Claims you don’t even fit in them and wears your baggy sweaters and jackets but will proudly wear them around your house and his with his shorts

Has requested piggyback rides

Has offered piggyback rides

Cannot actually provide piggyback rides

He appreciates the fact that Oikawa is kind of scared to flirt with you because it really raises his self esteem

Yahaba Shigeru

Your relationship is very different from what he imagined

He thought he’d be holding you, with his arm on your shoulders

But instead you’re holding him and its always your arm wrapped around his shoulder

It may have been uncomfortable for him at first but after he had his little moment with Kyotani (you know what I’m talking about) he immediately became confident

Short king and wears it proudly

(But has thought about wearing lifts in his shoes to make him just a bit taller)

Kyotani Kentaro

He doesn't give a shit if you’re taller than him

It gives a whole new vibe to the “Opposite Attracts” meaning

Short angry BF with Tall sweetheart GF

He’s not as big on cuddling but when he does he will always ask you very very embarrassedly if he can still big spoon you

Of course you say yes and he tries so hard to pretend to be taller than you

But he has threatened to break up with you if you tell anyone that he wants to be the big spoon

Kunimi Akira

Sleepy little man just wants to cuddle

But also he doesn’t care

You still have to cuddle him though

He absolutely loves to be babied and held by you

You two take the cutest selfies and he has like four of them in his wallet/phone case

You guys watch a lot of anime and you dressed up as Panda and Toge Inumaki for Halloween and he was so happy that you did his makeup

You had to hold his face and he loved it

Kindaichi Yūtarō

He was so excited that he has a tall girlfriend! He could practice volleyball with you and show you off

If you play a sport he is your biggest cheerleader

“That tall one? No the REALLY tall one! That’s my girl!”

He always complains about Oikawa trying to steal you away though

But you always promise him that hes the only man for you

Showing you off at his games is also just such a thrill for him

Please consider filling out my google form about what you want to see next on this blog!

#oikawa x y/n #iwaizumi x reader #matsukawa x reader #hanamaki x reader #seijoh #aoba johsai #aoba johsai x reader #funny #humor #haikyuu x reader #tall girl #tall s/o #octo asks #cute octopus writing #undiscovered sea friend!

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gayfanservice · 3 years ago

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Aoba Johsai + MALE Reader (+Shiratorizawa)

Part 1 here

Uhhhhhhh idk angst or something. Requested by one person, thank you thank you

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You never showed up to practice after what happened with Oikawa and it wasn’t until a week after the incident that Coach Irihata spoke about it. It was just another day for the Aoba Johsai volleyball club when he called everyone. “Now as you guys may know, (L/N) hasn’t been here.” Oikawa could feel Iwazumi glaring at him. After you ran into him, Iwazumi found Oikawa alone in the gym and chewed him out after Oikawa explained through tears what happened. “He quit yesterday and has moved schools, that is all.” Coach left the team, telling them to get back to practice. The captain (who surprisingly didn’t know, considering you were practically best friends) went after him for questioning while saying the same thing.

Oikawa looked at the volleyball in his hands, the guilt eating at him for hitting an underclassmen. “Hey, you gonna serve or are you gonna keep handling balls?” Hanamaki and Matsukawa laughed at their dumb joke. Oikawa didn’t look up from the ball to whine about ‘how mean everyone is to me’ like he usually would, he just stood there before snapping out of it and acting like nothing happened. Hanamaki and Matsukawa stared at him confusingly before looking at Iwazumi, “So… what’s up with him?” Matsukawa spoke, genuinely concerned for their future captain. Iwazumi glanced back at Oikawa who was getting ready to serve before sighing, leaving Matsukawa’s question unanswered.

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The ride the Shiratorizawa Academy was as rowdy as ever, Hanamaki and Matsukawa sharing memes, Kyōtani not being apart of the team at the moment, Oikawa too focused on playing Shiratorizawa, Yahaba catching up on sleep, most of the third years doing third year stuff in the back, and the Coach’s chatting. Your captain couldn’t get any information on how or why you moved, he couldn’t even get what school you moved to. Coach Irihata told the team what he knew and that was that. The bus screeched to a stop as it pulled up the school, opening the doors for the occupants inside. The coaches got of first followed by the players, all talking amongst themselves.

Oikawa looked to the side and saw some students riding horses, he remembers when you talked to Yahaba about how you’ve always wanted to ride one. He remembers when you said you’ve ridden one when you were young. Iwazumi startled him when he started pushing him, “C’mon! We’re being left behind, shittykawa!” Catching up with the rest of the group, Coach Irihata knocked a couple times before opening the door. The sound of volleyballs hitting the gym floor filled Oikawa’s ears. They were practicing 3 on 3s.

“Ushijima!”

Oikawa (along with half the team) looked over to see you setting to Ushijima, hands up in perfect position, feet not leaving the ground. The momentum of tossing the ball made you step back. The ball hit the ground before Coach Washijō noticed the Aoba Johsai volleyball club. “Alright!” He clapped, the Shiratorizawa volleyball club surrounded him. You made eye contact with Oikawa before looking away. You looked so different from when they first walked in, one minute you’re smiling and the next you look so… dead. It was his fault, and he knew it. The Aoba Johsai team warmed up, “Man, I guess we figured out the ‘Disappearance of (L/N)’, huh?” Hanamaki joked, although Matsukawa was the only one to laugh at it.

Oikawa couldn’t believe it, you were here, at Shiratorizawa Academy. On the volleyball team. He has to play you, but maybe - just maybe - one of you wouldn’t. He couldn’t play against you, and you, there was no way you would actually want to play against them, right? You were friends with almost everyone on the team, there was no way you’d want to play them! “Now remember, just because (L/N) is on the other team doesn’t mean you go soft, alright?” Oikawa missed the plans, but he didn’t care as he was walking to bow to other team. After the quick ‘Thanks for playing’, it was time to play. It was the captain, Hanamki, and Matsukawa upfront while him, a third year, and a first year were in the back.

Semi side glanced you, “You sure you want to do this? You could probably get away with saying you’re sick or something.” He whispered to you, he and a couple of the other second years know that you have bad relations with the Seijoh team. After setting a toss to Ushijima, he went to pat your shoulder and you violently flinched from him. You two awkwardly stared at each other before you turned and just walked away. You feel embarrassed every time you think of that moment. He apologized and you had to explain how he didn’t do anything wrong. They don’t know the full story, but they know enough to know you hate the Aoba Johsai team. You sighed.

Walking onto the court you could feel everyone looking at you. They were staring into your soul, it felt like they’re trying to steal it. It made you angry. Your ex-captain looked the most confused, and hurt, that you’re on the Shiratorizawa team, but you ignored them. They aren’t your friends and they aren’t your team. They’re the enemy. Getting into position, it was you, Ushijima, and Tendō in the front with Kawanishi and two third years in the back. The game started and you looked back at the third year serving, you didn’t dare look at your enemy. ‘Keep your eye on the ball. Eye on the ball. Eye one the ball.’ The third year served, Oikawa received it, ‘Damn, unfortunate.’ You thought, a tiny smirk on your face.

The ball came over to your side as Kawanishi received it. “(L/N)!” You heard one of the third years yell. Running under the ball, you got into position, hands near your hips until the perfect moment. When it came you put your hands up to your head, the ball now in your hands. Your arms extended, your wrist kept straight, “Ushijima!” The second year ran up to the ball, spiking it down between the enemy’s arms with his left hand. Shiratorizawa got it’s first point. You made eye contact with Oikawa before looking away, Tendō ran up to you and put an arm around your shoulder. Oikawa saw the way you flinched, it was small, but he saw it, and he knew he was the reason.

“(L/N)! That was a killer set!” You matched his energy, “Well I did learn from the best!” You said as you looked over to Semi for a quick second before looking at Ushijima as he walked over. “Nice toss.” You could tell he meant it. “Ooh, Wakatoshi, blunt as ever!” Tendō still had his arm around you before the coach yelled you all. Oikawa couldn’t believe it. You never looked that happy at Seijoh. You never responded like that at Seijoh. How are you so happy after what he’s done? The guilt was eating away at him.

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Shiratorizawa beat Aoba Johsai. You looked so happy. Happier than you ever did with them. After they relaxed and gathered their stuff, the Aoba Johsai team were on their way. Oikawa looked back at you, you looked at him. You held eye contact, and Oikawa hoped that you knew how sorry he was. Maybe he could make it up to you somehow. All hope was lost when he saw the middle finger you held up to him. He turned and walked out of the gym doors, and that’s when he knew, he fucked up. Big time.

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Wow I did this instead of doing actual work ._.

Read the rules before you follow me

#haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x reader #angst #aoba johsai x male reader #aoba josai x reader #shiratorizawa x reader #shiratorizawa x male reader #RIP captains heart✊😔#is anyone else surprised taichi isn’t his last name??#or maybe I’m just stupid

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 3 years ago

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Haikyu!

Headcannons 2

The first list was getting pretty long, so we are expanding to a second list 🤗 if there is a team I missed of that you'd like to be added, please feel free to let me know 🙌🏻

Lgbtqia+ friendly 👉🏻🏳️‍🌈

High-school Teams

Karasuno 🪶

Being Karasuno's Manager: Polyship with the First Years 🏳️‍🌈

Being Karasuno's Manager: Manager is in the Closet 🏳️‍🌈

Being Nishinoya's Boyfriend: Introduction to Grandfather 🏳️‍🌈

Saeko Tanaka with a Soft Girlfriend 🏳️‍🌈

Polyship with Daichi and Suga 🏳️‍🌈

Being Karasuno's Manager: Manager is an Artist

Being Karsuno's Manager: The Tiny Giant's Little Sister

Being Karasuno’s Manager: Kageyama’s Crush

Being Karasuno’s Manager: Miss Manager likes to Bake

Being Karasuno’s Manager: Yaku falls for Miss Manager

Karasuno’s Group Chat/headcanons: Noya’s Confession

Being Karasuno’s Manager: Miss Manager Gets Bullied for her Weight (trigger warning: bullying; fat shaming)

Shiratorizawa 🦅

Being Shiratorizawa's Manager: Manager Falls Asleep on Ushijima

Being Shiratorizawa's Manager: Polyship with Tendou and Semi 🏳️‍🌈

Ushijima YN: Being Ushijima's Sister and Secretly Dating Kiyoko 🏳️‍🌈

Being Shiratorizawa's Manager: Manager with an Ampulated Leg

Ushijima YN: Measuring Up to Your Twin, Ushijima Wakatoshi

Being Shiratorizawa’s Manager: Trip to the Beach

Nekoma 🐈

Being Nekoma's Manager and Dating Yaku Morisake

New girl at Nekoma: Kuroo’s Crush

Being Nekoma’s Omega Manager: Alpha Bokuto’s Crush

Being Nekoma’s Emo Manager

Fukurodani 🦉

Being Fukurodani's Manager: Manager is Genderfluid/Genderqueer and struggling with Body Dysphoria 🏳️‍🌈

Polyship with Washio and Konoha 🏳️‍🌈

Inarizaki 🦊

Miya YN: Aka The Best Miya Triplet (Female Triplet)

Being Inarizaki's Manager: Miss Manager is dating Atsumu Miya

Being Atsumu's Girlfriend: You Are Insecure

Being Inarizaki's Manager: Dating Osamu Miya

Being Inarizaki's Manager: Atsumu Rejects Miss Manager and Regrets it

Cooking class: meeting Single Dad! Osamu

Being Inarizaki’s Manager: Miss Manager Breaks her Hand

Being Inarizaki’s Manager: Miss Manager is Cute and Shy

Being Inarizaki’s Manager: Manager Defends Inarizaki

Seijoh/Aoba Johsai 👑

Being Seijoh's Manager: Dating Terushima

Being Seijoh's Manager: Oikawa hurts our precious manager and Iwaizumi's crush

Being Seijoh's Manager: Kyoutani YN dating Terushima

Oikawa YN: Being Iwaizumi's Crush and Oikawa is a Jerk

Being Seijoh's Manager: Dating Matsukawa

Being Seijoh’s Manager: Having a Crush on Yahaba

Being Seijoh’s Manager: Dating Shinji Watari

Being Seijoh’s Manager: Manager is a Bookworm

Date Tech 🧱

Johzenji

Tsubakihara

Being Tsubakihara’s manager

Nohebi 🐍

Being Nohebi's Manager: Daishou's Little Sister (Reverse Harem)

Kuroo Yn: Dating Daishou

Itachiyama

Kamomedai

Being Kamomedai's Manager and Dating Izuru Nozawa

Being Kamomedai’s Manager: Korai Hoshiumi’s Crush

Timeskip! Teams

MSBY 🐺

MSBY's Manager: Being Atsumu's Crush and Pregnant

Polyship with MSBY senior members (Inunaki, Thomas, Meian and Barnes) 🏳️‍🌈

Dad! Atsumu Miya and Dad! Kotaro Bokuto: Life with their Boyfriends 🏳️‍🌈

Being MSBY's Manager: Miss Manager is a Single Mom

Being MSBY's Manager: Period Troubles

Being MSBY' Manager: Manager with a crush on Adriah Thomas

Being Sakusa's Wife: YN is pregnant

Gifting your husband boudoir photos featuring MSBY

Breaking Through: Future Mrs. Sakusa

Dating Beach Volleyball Star Shoyo Hinata

New Nail Day with MSBY

Schweiden Adlers

Gifting your husband boudoir photos featuring the Adlers

EJP Raijin

Being EJP’s Manager: Suna’s Crush

Sendai Frogs

Team Japan

Being Team Japan's Manager: Bokuto has a HUGE crush (Bokuto's Birthday headcanons)

Oikawa YN: Manager of Team Japan

Being Team Japan’s Manager: Happy Birthday Manager!

Being Team Japan’s Manager: Trip to the Bookstore

Being Team Japan’s Manager: Miss Manager gets her period

Being Team Japan’s Manager: Manger is Stressed

Being Team Japan’s Manager: Future Mx. Iwaizumi

Being Team Japan’s Manager: Manager into crafts

Being Team Japan’s Manager: Miss Manager is good with kids

Multiple Team/Character Headcannons

Afab, bi-gender person coming out as Asexual to their SO: Atsumu Miya,Satori Tendou, Yuu Nishinoya, Kotaro Bokuto 🏳️‍🌈

Polyship with Oikawa and Atsumu 🏳️‍🌈

Polyship with Kuroo and Bokuto 🏳️‍🌈

Old Friends: Being a Coach for MSBY and Team Japan featuring Yamaguchi and Kyoutani

Karasuno, Shiratorizawa, Inarizaki and Nekoma: Manager has an Art Exhibit TB

Karasuno, Nekoma and Seijoh: Miss Manager and the Mystery Man

Mini Headcannons

FWB! Atsumu (mild smut)

Potentially Triggering Headcannons

Being Nekoma's Manager: Finding Out Manager Recently Self Harmed

Akaashi, Bokuto and Kuroo reacting to their partner having a mental break down

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kaminawi · 4 years ago

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Ushijima Wakatoshi x y/n

Warning: Ns/fw 👀

- Y/n is the manager of Aoba Johsai and decides to do a little farm stay over summer break and somehow ends up at Ushijima’s farm

- It’s super awkward as he walks into the kitchen while you’re helping his mom bake some bread and y/n realizes that Ushiwaka is just a stupid nickname from Oikawa :’)

- Cue panicked texting to the teams groupchat and a very overdramatic and angry Oikawa

- As they’re working, y/n tries to avoid him as much as possible but can’t help but stare at the way Ushijima’s muscles flex as he lifts hay/bags of feed/equipment

-Y/n also can’t help but get flustered at the way the veins in his forearm look as he hands her a bucket of chicken feed 🥵👀

- Ushijima’s dad asks him to teach y/n how to milk cows which means the two of them will be alone together. Y/n freaks out and panic spans the group chat and gets very concerned mom friend texts in return

- Oikawa: That monster better not touch our precious y/n!!! 😤😠😭

- Iwachan’s ready to drive all the way over and throw hands

- Y/n forgets all of her panic when she see’s the cows

- He grabs her hand and shows her how to pet them and y/n gets really flustered by seeing how giant his hands are 🥵

- Eventually he removes his hands and just stands back watching how sweet and innocent you look while going on about how the cows are basically just big, polka dotted dogs :3

- Then you feel a big, warm tongue on the side of your face and freeze. He gets worried that you’re about to freak out about how gross that is but you just turn to him with big eyes

- “Does that mean he likes me?? 🥺👉👈”

- Bro his heart cannot take it and neither can his dick

- When they actually get around to milking the cows, Ushijima sits behind y/n and has his arms around hers and his hands on hers as he shows her how to do it properly

- Y/n sees the way his muscles flex and watches as a drop of fresh milk runs down his wrist and girlie cannot get her head out of the gutter

- Of course he notices

- His solution? Move as close as possible and press his hardening cock against her plush ass

- “Is everything okay?” His deep voice asks as y/n start to get a bit distracted from the cow

-Y/n stutters out a breathy yes as she feels his abs flex as he begins to slowly grind into her clothes ass

- In the end, y/n end up laying on a fresh haybale as Ushi rearranges her insides

- His cock buried deep in her dripping cunt, big calloused thumb rubbing rough circles on her swollen clit as he groans something about tight little cunt and how he’s not going to last

- The Aoba Johsai groupchat gets a shaky video that starts off with his thick cock stretching out and slamming into her sopping cunt. The video finally moves up to get a clear view of her blissed out face as she comes, eyes rolled back tongue out, and mouth open in a silent scream as she shakes through her orgasm

- Almost as soon as the video cuts out, the group chat receives a pic of his thick seed dripping out of her poor abused little pussy with the caption “cum to Shiratorizawa”

#wow wow this is trash oh well I haven’t written in years so hhhh #writing practice #ushijima x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima x you #ushiwaka #ushijima hcs #ushijima lemon #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu #ushijima smut #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x reader

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incorrect-nozaki-kun · 2 years ago

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Do the different age groups hang out in the haikyuu au? Like first years bonding, third years being friends and stuff

Yesssss. The age respect thing has so much potential for funny shit so here are some age group specific thoughts.

First Years+Mayu

The karasuno 1st years adopted Wakamatsu into their weird little squad a little before he and Yamaguchi got together and he fits in TERRIFYINGLY well.

Lev met Mayu when Nozaki roped him into helping him get reference sketches of a Karasuno vs Nekoma match and decided he was his “super cool senpai”. Mayu just rolled with it. He thinks Lev is a moron but also won’t let anyone talk shit about him.

The only person in the mangang Tsukishima will call senpai is Hori and SOMETIMES Chiyo(he forgets she’s older than him).

Wakamatsu is actively terrified of most of the first years in the Japan Youth Volleyball league and it’s mostly because of Goshiki. He made too much eye contact, Koganegawa thought it was a new thing they were doing, and it freaked out Wakamatsu.

Mayu has a massive crush on Yachi. Only Nozaki knows.

Second Years

Chiyo to the surprise of EVERYONE has a really good friendship with Kyoutani from Aoba Johsai. Nobody really knows how it happened but she stopped being scared of him when she watched Iwaizume BODY Kyoutani in an arm wrestling contest. And he’s unphased by her “Nozaki Tangents”.

Kashima is BFFS with Kuroo that’s common knowledge. What’s LESS common knowledge is her friendship with Kenma. Man is so used to Kuroo’s shenanigans he just kinda rolls with whatever Kashima is doing so most of her physical affection and short jokes that used to be at Hori are directed more towards Kenma. It WAS Yaku but that’s another story”

Mikorin has a haram. We know this. The haram has spawned the Mikorin Protection Squad ™. It’s just Tanaka and Nishinoya following Mikorin and Ennoshita on dates and talking to each other into dollar store walkie talkies but still.

Seo has not once but THREE TIMES gotten into physical fights with Hoshiumi. They are both the epitome of “smaller means I’m closer to hell”. Hoshiumi with all his volleyball skill has yet to win bc Seo plays dirty. They also have a 3 month Snapchat streak of just insults.

Nozaki LATCHED onto Sakusa Kiyoomi when he met him because his brain went “MYSTERIOUS. PRETTY. LEADING MAN. MUST INVESTIGATE” but because he’s awkward he didn’t actually speak to him. Sakusa thinks he’s a weirdo. Nozaki does not know this.

Third Years

Hori and Iwaizume are friends. Hori and Oikawa are best friends. Nobody knows how this happened.

Kiyoko has low key adopted Nozaki because she thinks he’s a moron and needs to be looked after. Which he does.

Ushijima calls Hori “Hori Senpai” bc Tendou messed with him and told him Hori was a college kid and Ushijima believed him.

Tendou has a group chat with the mangang minus Mikorin where they give him updates on people who wronged or are into Mikorin.

#gsnk #mgnk #anime #monthly girls nozaki kun #monthly girls' nozaki kun #gekkan shoujo nozaki kun #ask #headcanon #gsnk at karasuno #Haikyuu #Au

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sunababiee · 4 years ago

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SMAU❗️

Pairing: Bokuto x f!reader x Oikawa

Warning: fluff, attempted humour, angst, unrequited love, Swearing, sexual innuendos, time stamps have no relevance to this story whatsoever!!

Updates: inconsistent!!

Taglist: OPEN!

Status: ONGOING!

Synopsis: Y/n is the manager of Aoba Johsai and best friends with all of the team mates. On one faithful day they get invited to a camp to play volleyball. What Y/n didn’t expect was to see a very good looking ace. Bokuto Kotaro. But what does she do when she finds out her best friend is in love with her?

Introductions:

Y/n’s daycare✨ | that's some real shit✌️

Table of contents:

Chapter one: F in the chat for shittykawa

Chapter two: Hinata has a crush👀

Chapter three: wow! I caught love for you

Chapter four: no talk me angy

Chapter five: NAH HE SEXY ASF👀💕🙈

Chapter six: Shuddup whore

Chapter seven: Potential love interest?

Chapter eight: It’s obvious

Chapter nine: The boy who... (written)

Chapter ten: I am ✨confused✨

Chapter eleven: we should talk

Chapter twelve: it hurts, it hurts so much

Chapter thirteen: call?

Chapter fourteen: it's officially a date!

Chapter fifteen: I care a lot

Chapter sixteen: matching bracelets...(written)

Chapter seventeen: why we whispering😳❓

Chapter eighteen: sorry wrong group chat

Chapter nineteen: Hey..

Chapter twenty: I don't want to lose you (written)

Chapter twenty one: we back bitches

Chapter twenty two: bitch what the fuck

Chapter twenty three: we’re rivals now?

Chapter twenty four: dang Kenma kinda popped off

Chapter twenty five:

More to come!

©️sunababiee 2022 do not copy, repost, or modify.

TAGLIST

@pikaa-pink @mikeysbike @jewlmin @syaziahvg @swan-chan @sunshine-raee @darlingimawitch @kenmakai @luajoseph @tdntu0 @sassyglassesbunny @bestgirlb @asdfghjkl7things @notendoplasm @chantalkate16 @elianetsantana @micheleinumaki @tendo-sxtori @brokyuuu @putmeinyourdeathnote @ijustkindapoststuff @tara-lilly @castlecs @staygoldsquatchling02

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heyitsyn · 4 years ago

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Keeping Up With Seijoh Pt. 10

a/n: based on this post uwu

okayokayokayyeyyy

LOOOK I LOVE THIS SCENE LIKE I CAN GO ON A RANT OF HOW IMPORTANT THIS SCENE IS LIKE SKDJSLDKKSSM

okay so

yuhhhhhh

the way this is set up is basically seijoh simping for you

also they have their own separate gc just for them bc they dont want you to see them just simping for you

even tho oiks ltr does that everyday

but hes not ready for that conversation

there was a few times that you were kinda curious as to what was in the chat

but they would click off and they would blush before diverting you to a different conversation

this might sound hella weird and creepy

idk bout yall but i think its cute that they take random pictures of you doing the sinplest things

this all started bc of one picture

from baby aki-kun

so basically you stayed behind with kunimi during monday to just study and you sat in front of him while sharing his desk

babie took a pic of you just studying and he sent it to the gc with no context

its a known fact that seijoh doesnt practice during mondays so they were all doing something out of school

but they were all missing you so seeing you with kunimi fueled jealousy in everyone

even kyo

oikawa blew up in the chat and was keyboard smashing

the others were just teasing him like hes lucky youre with him

but behind the screen, they were blushing and red and envious and AAAAA

thus spurred on some sort of competition

like they would send the chat pictures of you like 'hA TAKE THAT SHES WITH ME'

unbeknowst to you, these boys have folders of just cute candid pics of you

oikawas insta is filled of you and his snap is full of you in his story and his tiktok is full of screaming simp rants about you

the tiktok comments are all like,

‘IS SHE YOUR GIRLFRIEND?!’

‘OIKAWA-SAN SHES ADORABLE’

‘BACK🤺OFF🤺OIKAWA🤺I🤺CALLED🤺DIBS🤺ON🤺HER🤺FIRST🤺‘

random ones like him doing a day in my life type of vids and you appearing and everyone can just see the small blush on his face and the bashful yet happy smile on his lips

its really adorable

but the real ones know that shes been appearing in his insta since day 1

moilk.bread.1

thats practically your account now

welll,,,

its more of a fan account for you and a lot of people from aoba johsai follow that account since you dont have an official one yet so they all simp for you there

the pictures were all from everyone like the boyz group chat was a haven for your candids

you did think it was strange that the boys would constantly ask to take pictures with you and everyone was just trying to get a pic to have aesthetic couple pics w you

and they would put it as their wallpaper or lockscreen

IMAGINE THE BLUSH THEY WOULD GET WHEN COMPLETE STRANGERS WOULD ASK THEM IF THATS THEIR GIRLFRIEND

oooo i mentioned this in the post too that iwa and you went to the gym and you guys took a mirror pic

after, you didnt really like the gym bc its just hard yanno?

iwa went back and while he was setting up his weights and equipments, his gym buddy noticed his phone light up causing your picture to show up

'oh? is that your girlfriend, iwaizumi?'

duh he doesnt have a girlfriend so he was like 🤨 until he saw his phone

the lockscreen was blaringly bright and your 'couple pic' was showing with the notifications

totally not oikawa blowing up their group chat bc he was with you

ofc babie hajime got all flustered and he blushed before shaking his head

'n-no'

he mumbled and his buddy laughed before clapping his back

'well, you obviously like her so do somethinf about it before someone does'

dont you think he doesnt know that?

also with mattsun!

this mans works in a cute cafe that this old granny owns and this thought has been living in my head rent free

and he was working during the weekend at the cafe

there were other people there but granny loves him bc hes been working there sibce he was like 15 and she took care of him a lot

he was like a grandson

so while he was serving, this granny was manning the cashier and checking people out

issei's phone was there on the table behind the counter and it started glowing at the indication of the messages being received

'have a nice day-oh!'

she noticed it right there and she saw the picture on his lockscreen

you were probably being carried by him due to your levelness with his height and you were kissing his cheek while issei smiled brightly

that was a picture you both took during an outing at the mall and the sunset behind you was just perfect to take a picture in

poor granny was like 'oop dont look at the messages' so she turned it over to not go to his privacy

there again you were

it was a polaroid of you two and he was backhugging you at school

hint? 👀

askldfjlsdkf

she knew issei was a very handsome young man so there shouldnt have been a surprise that he would be dating someone

can we name this granny?

granny inko lol

okay so granny inko saw issei coming over to rest the serving board thing and she beckoned him over

mattsun nodded and leaned over the counter to see what she wanted only to be greeted with a flick to the forehead

‘oW what was that for?’

he whined while holding the spot

granny inko tutted disapprovingly before crossing her arms

‘youve been working all week this week when you could’ve taken time off to spend it with your pretty lady. is this how men are nowadays? didn’t i teach you right to treat women properly?’

duh baby mattsun was confused like O_O

‘wha?’

his dumb question made her grab the phone and place it on the counter in front of him

‘your girlfriend, child. women need attention constantly and as much as you want that money, is it worth losing that smile full of happiness?’

okay stop it granny im getting emotional

more like disagreeing bc that wouldnt put food on the table BUT ANYWAYS

baby issei was surprisingly embarassed and scratched his neck

‘um,, baa-chan,,,,, she’s not my girlfriend’

he flustered and gave her an awkward smile

granny inko shot him a confused look and tapped the phone

‘well, she looks like she is. and if not, better hurry your move, boy. girls that make men happy like that only comes as rare as a good scratch ticket’

LMAO

i do not encourage gambling so please save your money kids

you know what

these boys do that just to actually feel like it

okay thats confusing so imma explain it in greater detail

whenever someone mistakes you as their girlfriend, it makes them feel like you are for that split second and its just an addicting feeling

its like what if you were their girlfriend?

i mean, youre already the whole team’s girlfriend but theyre greedy brats and just want you for themselves

ohohohohoh

kyo!!

kyo def has a selfie of you both with the doggie filter but it was actually you who took it while he was just staring at you in the background

that was his lockscreen for like the rest of his high school career

lol

anyways!!

he was actually in a fight and during it, his phone fell off to the ground and conveniently oikawa messaged causing it to light up

one of the thugs had their hands gripping kyo’s collar and was pushing him against the wall while the others were surrounding them

they saw the phone flash and kyo cursed at the terrible timing and he made a mental note on killing oikawa later

a guy picked it up and he smirked, seeing the pretty smile of a pretty girl

‘heh? whats this?’

kyotani pushed the guy who was holding him but other two surged towards him and held him tighter

their leader snatched the device and chuckled

‘oh. its that bitch from his school. what is it’

he snaps his fingers as he tries to remember before stopping

‘aha! l/n y/n!’

kyo growled

‘shut up!’

the guy grinned at him and tapped the phone against kyo’s chin

‘oh yea. i heard shes a cutie. most people here know her, kid. now we know shes connected to you and guess what. you cross us again, she’ll take your place as you are right now. orrrr, we can,,, use her as our pet. thats how she is in your team, right? so let us have a turn. maybe we can send you a pic, hm?’

yea no that wasnt happening

kyotani easily beat those people up after because even just saying that unleashes power he didnt know he had

‘bastard. youre lucky this is just a warning. you touch her and i will kill you’

he landed one last kick on the guy’s face before taking the phone and leaving

now he has to figure out how to hide the bruises

you fussed later and he didnt tell you the reason instead just saying they said something that made him angry

nah

you were a person he didnt want to disappoint and he knows how much it hurts you to see him in that state

that was one of the things he hated but loved at the same time

you were such an empath that you would treat him and wince as if you were the one feeling the pain instead of him

and it made him feel special

you were one of the few things he holds close and he would be damned if anything happened to you because of him

the group chat was actually just blowing up with more screaming and the third years yelling at each other with the first years just casually reading the texts

they were used to the arguments within the team and you would remain so naive with the whole thing

kunimi is the type to keep silent and he didnt really care about anyone getting angry if you were spending time with him

but he does get annoyed if you were with kindaichi because you three were a package lol

like when kindaichi and you were at the arcade, this kid walked all the way there just because he didnt want kindaichi to hog you to himself

duh you thought this was adorable and endearing bc they wanted to hang out w you

no LUV theyre greedy brats who gets jealous over yOU

so like i mentioned before that you and makki would walk over to the bakery and you guys would buy food there and such

and its also canon in here that makki only shares his food with you and no one else lol

why?

because when you eat the puffs, you put one in each cheek and it makes you look so adorable like a squirrel

sorry but squirrels are so cute like AAAAA

makki takes so many pictures of you and a lot are surprise shots where your eyes would be wide with cheeks full of food

aaaaa so cute

like you and makki sat down on a bench in the park across the bakery and you excitedly dug in to your own treat

makki chuckled at your excitement but he placed his hand on you arm to stop you

‘y/n-chan. say aaa’

you lit up and let him put the puff in your mouth and thought he was done but was surprised when there were two

you happily chewed it and went back to looking at your treats

but makki interrupted you again by calling you out

‘princess~’

the nickname made your eyes widen with red painting your cheeks and the shutter of the camera made you realize what he did

‘makki-senpai!’

you whined and he laughed

makki had a lovestruck smile on his face and he wiped the bit of creme on the corner of your lip

‘gotta take care of my princess~’

STOPPPPP MY HEART? GONE MY SOUL? GONE HOTEL? TRIVAGO

OH MY GOD IM IN SUCH A MAKKI AND MATTSUN AND IWA AND OIKAWA AND THIRD YEARS IN GENERAL BRAIN ROT PLEASE HELP

but we gotta give love to the second years :’)

ive mentioned that watari is the only person to ever go into your house right?

well, he comes over to cook and such so you guys spend time making food for the team

watari takes this opportunity to take pictures of you cooking and the group chat cries bc its so domestic and they all start having the same thoughts

they really said seijoh braincells

it was like seeing a glimpse of a possible future for them

you, wearing an apron, cooking on the stove with your hair thrown in whatever with baggy clothes

gosh

thats like you someday being their wife and waking up one morning to see you there cooking in the kitchen

oikawa swears he had a dream that night because of that picture and he continuously thanks watari for YEARS because of that picture

okay are you curious about the dream?

yuhhh

oikawa woke up in an unfamiliar bed in a foreign room

he felt his bones crack when he stretched and his hand extended out to a side that was still quite warm

somebody must be sleeping next to him

then he stood up, catching his reflection in the mirror in front of the bed

;)

why would there be a mirror there hmmmm????

ANYWAYS

he noticed he had a bigger build and his hair was longer

then came the itch of the facial hair that he swore wasnt there a minute ago

this guy even checked out his butt and to his surprise, wow

obviously he was confused and a part of him thought this was the future

tooru walked to the door to go into the hallway and concluded, yep, this was not his house

then he heard music being played somewhere and a mixture of voices coming from a room

sounded like a woman and children

he stops at the top of the stairs, suddenly hit of the thought that this voice was so familiar

‘hm?’

tooru walked downstairs and stopped when down the hallway in front of the steps led to the kitchen where the voices seemed to lead to

‘mama! mama! mama! toast! i wan toast!’

‘in a bit, darling. just let me finish flipping the pancake’

the song was lo-fi with the volume being turned low enough to hear the voices fine

tooru wandered down the hallway and he stopped, finally seeing the owners of those voices

there was a handsome little boy sitting on the chair by the island and his brown hair was a mess of wild curls

there was a woman with h/c hair swaying to the tune and a beautiful little girl curled up in her arms while sitting on her hip

‘hey’

oikawa spoke out and caught everyone’s attention

‘papa’s awake!’

‘pa!’

‘hello tooru’

tooru froze

that was you

he knows it’s you

‘y/n-chan’

he whispered and you looked back at him from the pan

‘yes? if youre looking for coffee, we ran out apparently’

that was not what he was talking about

he hastily walked over to the boy and he blinked rapidly

‘you look like me’

he mumbled and the child grinned

‘eung! papa and yozo look the same! mama and nana say so!’

yozo?

feeling like all the attention was on him, the little girl whined and her hands made grabby motions to him

‘pa pa’

she whined and tooru just felt something in him that screamed to hold the kid

you shushed the little girl

‘dont worry, looney loon. papa’s right there’

loon?

tooru stayed frozen at his spot and you raised an eyebrow at him

‘tooru? luna wants you’

luna

that snapped him out of his trance and he held the little girl in his arms where she smiled at him and then he felt tears welling up in his eyes

then he woke up

okay sorry that was a long dream

so this dragged on for so long already okay

this was only meant to be small but aaaaa i couldnt help itt!!!!

but anyways!

the boys are just simps for you and theyre creeps that take pictures of you and they think about you all the time pls accept their love

also a mild continuation of the dream:

oikawa was holding luna and she was happily laying there when another figure emerged from the hallway

‘iwa-chan?’

he asked, surprised

what was he doing here?

iwa heard his name and grunted before going to a beeline for you

you smiled at him and he leaned in to give you a kiss to which oikawa froze in

iwa noticed his best friend holding his daughter and luna saw her father there

‘daddy!’

she shrieked and tooru blanched

‘uh, what?’

iwa extended his hands out to hold the girl but tooru held her tightly and leaned back

haji narrowed his eyes

‘um, give me my daughter, oikawa’

he grumbled and tooru shook his head

‘no! shes my daughter!’

you blinked

‘your god daughter, yes. but she’s half of your best friend, tooru’

half of his-

god? daughter?

‘so that means-’

‘piece it together, oikawa. did ya get brain damage or something? babe, call the doctor’

oikawa screamed

a/n: lol look WHO ROSE FROM THE GRAVEEEEEEE :) anyways. i really want to deeply apologize to everyone for taking an unexpected break and i shouldve told you guys and im really sorry :( everythings just chaotic lmao and im just like taking a breath for a second uwu and im so AMAZED at how many people still follow me even tho ive been gone for so long like bls yall are real ones :’) i love you all and the req box is still closed at this time as i need to finish the ones i have first soo thankyou for reading thiss and hopefully ill update soonerr!!! :)))

also not me completely messing up my kuws and missing 8 and 9 in my masterlist and having a mindblowing realization that i have 10 keeping up with seijoh fics

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suncakie · 3 years ago

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[Celebrating Christmas With Aoba Johsai]

Aoba Johsai x gn!reader(platonic)

Day twenty-four 31 Days of Haikyuu Masterlist. [🏐] Theme. Celebrating Christmas with them Warnings. fluff, no plot at all, cringe Notes. Sadly none:(

You were forced to be here.

Okay Okay look, you had a younger brother who just joined the volleyball team and realized there was no manager.

You, who just got kicked out from your club that you really didn't want to participate in, were forced to join because you were promised food.

What you didn't know, was the horrid of fan mails you got just because of the great, Oikawa Tooru.

You're now a mailman.

We're getting out of topic-

Oikawa would most likely be the one who suggested the idea.

As much as you loved your team, you didn't want to participate at all.

Look it's the Christmas holidays and you would rather sit in bed and do whatever your heart desires.

Your brother had other plans tho.

Ngl it's just plain Christmas shopping and walkarounds just because of the lack of people who came in general.

All of the third years came ofc.

Yahaba and Watari were able to come, but Watari had plans with his fam so he left early.

Kindaichi forced Kunimi to join, didn't end well but here he is.

Oikawa would suggest buying matching rings, necklaces or bracelets whenever he sees one.

Definitely bought one and tossed it in a river.

Iwaizumi would walk around and look at items and leave once he found out the price.

You gifted Iwaizumi what he was looking at but never stated your name in the present to avoid him opening the topic to you.

Your brother suggested split up and comeback by the Christmas tree.

You wanted to be alone but lost puppies came following you.

Not literally.

The first years(w/ ur brother) and Yahaba followed you around and found a gingerbread house contest and Kindaichi, Yahaba and ur brother joined.

A tired kunimi on your shoulder and you filming the whole process of them making it.

Didn't win but got to keep the gingerbread houses for free.

When all of you met up again the third year's brought a bunch of bags and handed them to all of you.

A goodbye gift they said.

Ur brother and Kindaichi cried.

Yahaba silently cried.

There was a Santa line.

Y'know where kids get to tell Santa wat they wanted.

All of you skipped the line bc teen privileges and took pictures with Santa.

They also told what they wanted bc y not?

When u and ur brother came home, ur mum baked cookies and suggested to bring some to ur friends.

You'll give them tmrw dw.

A bonus if they sent the pictures in the group chat and you printed the picture out and cut the photos of the people who weren't able to come and pasted it and placed it on a frame.

For your 'brother'

Best Christmas yet.

Day Twenty-Four @suncakie 31 Days of Haikyuu

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rocorambles · 4 years ago

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Beauty and the Beast

Pairing: Iwaizumi x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Life isn’t a fairytale and Iwaizumi is perfectly fine with that.

Author’s Note: Gifting this to @aonesteddybear as part of the SFW Haikyuu HQ Gifting Event. Hope you enjoy~

Oikawa had always used to joke that whenever Iwaizumi got a girlfriend, it would be like the live reenactment of Beauty and the Beast (which always earned him a well-aimed volleyball to the head). But the ex-ace secretly wonders if the brunette is right.

High school had been full of shy giggling girls who had nervously confessed to him or asked him out, entranced by the idea of dating the ace and vice-captain of Aoba Johsai’s renowned volleyball team, the best friend of Oikawa Tooru himself, the boy the entire Seijoh team and the rest of his peers highly respected and spoke well of. Even second-year Kyoutani Kentarou seemed to be on his best behavior whenever the spiky haired third-year was around and that was saying something.

Encouraged and urged on by Oikawa, Matsukawa, and Hanamaki to test out the waters, Iwaizumi had gone on a few dates. But he always felt like a bumbling inarticulate caveman no matter how sweet, how kind, how accommodating the girls were.

He cringes when he remembers how accidentally callous he had been with his words, making girls cry and left when he lectured them about eating less sweets and exercising more when they insisted on going to desert shops, things he would tell his own teammates out of a responsibility to keep them healthy, not because he cared about what they looked like. And he groans when he remembers the countless times his highschool dates had screamed in his face when he just shrugged his shoulders and said they looked fine, the same as usual, when they showed off a new outfit, new haircut, new makeup look.

Boys still flocked to him, younger students looking up to him as a role model, his male classmates fist bumping and slapping a hand on his back in friendly greeting. But gossip travels fast among highschool girls and as oblivious as Iwaizumi usually is to the rumors circulating around, even he notices the wary looks and whispers every time he walks past a group of girls.

"Iwaizumi is polite, but I heard he has no social skills. Did you hear how he made the last girl he dated cry?"

"Iwaizumi and Oikawa are best friends, but Iwaizumi isn't anywhere near as charming as Oikawa."

"Iwaizumi is kind of cute, but I heard he's kind of a brute when you get to know him."

Rough around the edges. Gruff. Lacks tact.

The descriptions never seem to end and although it stings a bit, Iwaizumi can't deny that there's some truth to all of the above.

So he swears off dating throughout the rest of high school, dedicating himself to volleyball, making it to Nationals, passing the college entrance exam, leaving highschool with no regrets as he spends as much time laughing and fooling around with Oikawa, Matsukawa, and Hanamaki as he can before hopping onboard a flight to California.

America is different. College is different. And suddenly he feels like he's the beauty and the girls around him are beasts.

Iwaizumi knows that even by Japan’s more conservative standards, he still falls on the quieter and introverted side of the spectrum, so acclimating to a place like California is a cultural shock to say the least. He feels as skittish as a mouse as girls blatantly flutter their eyelashes and casually lay their hands on his shoulders in class. He almost drops his drink in surprise when drunk college girls walk right up to him and attempt to lock lips at parties. And on the few dates that he does go on, he feels like a wide-eyed blushing maiden when he’s practically dragged into apartments after a date has ended under the guise of just watching a TV show together, only to realize that his date has much less innocent intentions.

He tries to convince himself that it’s not just him, that it’s just a clash of cultures and that he’ll get used to it. But he throws his phone across the room when he sees pictures of Oikawa looking perfectly at home in Argentina’s arguably more sensuous and passionate culture. Even Matsukawa and Hanamaki handle themselves just fine the few times they come to visit Iwaizumi and he groans when he sees the two men soak up the attention and physical touches without even batting an eye.

Fine, so maybe it is just him.

Tired of being siloed into the roles of beauty and beast, he once again pushes dating aside, opting instead to dive headfirst into his studies, join the university’s volleyball club, explore the west coast. He gets good grades. He makes new friends. He gets to continue playing the sport he loves. All in all, it’s a great life and he really can’t complain. But every time he walks past a couple on campus holding hands, every time he sees a couple sitting together in the college coffee shop, every time he video chats with his old highschool friends and they go on and on about the girls they’re currently seeing, he feels a sharp pang of longing deep inside of him.

Years pass and he busies himself with acing his exams and landing a solid career and now that he has his dream job as an athletic trainer for Japan’s National team, he hardly has time to think about anything outside of his rowdy team, let alone dating or women. And it certainly helps that the males he’s surrounded with on a daily basis all have one track minds, too focused on volleyball, on the court, on always excelling to care about romance or relationships. It’s a mindset he’s more than well acquainted with and he feels like he’s finally in his element as he barks orders and drills at the sweaty athletes, grinning when Bokuto’s spikes get stronger, giving a thumbs up when Hinata jumps even higher than before.

Who needs a ring on their finger or a woman on their arm when victory tastes even sweeter than any love story?

Or so he thinks until he meets you.

The team is celebrating another victory at their favorite bar and although Iwaizumi is happy for them, he keeps a close eye on how many drinks they’re chugging, knowing that the role of babysitter will always fall on Ushijima and him. But all seems well so far. Atsumu and Sakusa aren’t at each other’s throats. Hinata and Bokuto are speaking in relatively coherent sentences. So he decides to reward himself with another drink, making his way over to the counter and waiting for the bartender to notice him.

It’s a busy night and he sighs when minutes pass by, but he tenses up when a teasing voice reaches his ears.

“You’re going to get wrinkles if you keep on frowning like that.”

It’s instinctive, the way he scowls and snaps back at the stranger without even looking at them, telling them that’s just his face and if they don’t like it, they can take a hike. But he pales when he registers his harsh words and an apology is already forming in his mouth when he whips his head around to look at you, only to stare in surprise when you just cackle at him, eyes glimmering with mischief and curiosity as you introduce yourself, so different from the usual disappointed or judgemental looks he receives from women.

And he wonders if this is a prank or a dream, disbelief coursing through him at how easily the two of you converse after years of believing that he would never find someone he was compatible with. There’s no need to sugarcoat his words, to filter his thoughts and he watches in awe as you take it all in stride, never flinching at his frank words, rolling your eyes with an amused smile on your face before sending a quip of your own right back at him, filling in the gaps when words don’t easily flow from his mouth.

For the first time in his life, he doesn’t feel like a beauty or a beast. He’s just himself. Iwaizumi Hajime. 27. Athletic trainer. A man quickly falling head over heels for the woman besides him.

Dating you is a breath of fresh air. It’s comfortable. It’s natural. It just feels...right. There’s no pressure on him to be prince charming (although he tries his best and ends up grumbling when you just laugh at his stiff attempts of eloquent conversation and polite mannerism). There’s no tears or vague confusing anger directed his way when he misses subtle cues or phrases something horribly (both of which he is often guilty of) and he just nods and listens, jotting down mental notes when you tell him directly and clearly why you’re upset with him.

And in return you see his more nuanced signs of affection and love. You see it when he roughly grabs your bags from you and holds them for you. You feel it when he silently corrects your posture when you’re working out together. You hear it when he briskly grunts at you to stop working so much and get some real food and sleep.

Life isn’t a fairytale. There are no magic teapots to provide guidance. There’s no spell to blame their fights on. There’s no magic that will instantly restore peace. There’s only two humans, two equals learning how to love, navigating through life together, sticking side by side through the fights, the tears, the laughter, and the smiles.

And Iwaizumi can’t help but think this is far better than any romantic fantasy, even a tale as old as time like Beauty and the Beast.

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