#asahi oka

[phiori]

GAWR!!

[oniichanwaoshimai]

Oniichan wa Oshimai! x Kuji Cliff collaboration~ cute princess theme! Orders start 12/2/2024! Site & Source

[chihiro20]

んなっ！

[maruhi]

遊佐町 旭ヶ丘 Asahi ga oka,Yuza Town,Yamagata prefecture,Japan

[yuzukahibiscus]

230519 花組東京建物 BRILLIA HALL公演　二人だけの戦場　千秋楽

[Yuzuka Rei’s Senshuuraku Speech 千秋楽ご挨拶]

Everyone, thank you for coming to the Tokyo Totemono Brillia Hall Flower Troupe “A Battlefield for the Two of Us” Senshuuraku Performance. I am Yuzuka Rei of Flower Troupe.

We received so much support in these days and more than anything the applause every day gave us so much strength till today. Thank you so much again.

During this performance, I thought again how many lessons I’ve learnt, from the stage to the audience, sharing this time and space with the audience, it’s like acquiring new affirmations and I was able to experience every moment while acting and encountered many amazing moments, and for that I’m immensely grateful so thank you for your warm support.

Tomorrow onwards, we will be meeting new performances and new roles, and while we each complete our tasks and commit to our responsibilities, we will do our best in our stage. From the things we’ve learnt and felt in this performance, we will utilise all of it to our next performance, so please support us greatly. Thank you very much!

There were 3 other curtain calls but I will also omit here.

The second curtain call was Rei talking about the significance of this performance and how we look at war and peace in the current times.

The third one is a flex of dry jokes in the curtain calls so I will include it here.

(*Read first about the origin of dry jokes in the curtain calls “A Battlefield For the Two of Us” here!)

Firstly I’m so Ure-sinclair (*嬉しい + シンクレア = Happy) that all of us could safely embrace Senshuuraku together. Thank you so much!

This was a short performance period, so every day became fulfilling, it’s so Ito-sinclair (愛しい + シンクレア = *Loveable). Knowing that it’s going to end today, it’s very Sami-sinclair (寂しい + シンクレア = *Lonely/difficult to bid goodbye). Because you know how warm and Oka-sinclair (可笑しい + シンクレア = *funny) this space was! Sorry for saying this but for the things we’ve learnt in this performance, we will take them with us and move forward.

Also this was a performance that I said the most dry jokes ever. Maybe from tomorrow on, as a goal I’ll still try to speak more dry jokes, and not be in lack of Strozek-ism. (Strozek is the role played by Takashou Mizuki, replacing 『絶句』されないように, which means “I try to not speechless for [the dry jokes]” and be careful to keep these [dry jokes] going on.

Everyone’s so kind! That you all laugh to these many dry jokes...this is quite rare because I won’t be like this normally, but yes thanks for being so kind.

When you came today, the weather’s probably raining Hauzers and Hauzers (ザザハウザ, with Hauzer being the role played by Rinjou Kira) As you know I learnt this all from Hauzer-san, so thank you all for appreciating these jokes... 

Please forgive me for these dry jokes today. So I’ll sincerely await for the time I’ll meet with everyone again. Thank you very much!

The fourth one is a Flower Troupe pose led by Ayaki Hikari! (+ a request by Rei to Kaito Asahi on a pose Rei will NEVER do.)

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Zeitaku na Saji

Zeitaku na Saji-Colher de luxo

Kudokudo shiteru koto bakkari

Sappari to shitai ajiwau mirai

Há tantas coisas em que estou pensando

Quero me sentir revigorado e aproveitar o futuro

Itanda ko seriai wa

Nobikitta zessen nanka

Akite saji wo nageru sorya tooku ni

Em uma dolorosa e longa

E acalorada guerra de palavras

Eu fico entediado e então pego minha colher e vou para longe

Meguri megutte

Anata no tame ni sukuu aa

Supuun ni demo naretara ii naa

Vagando aqui e ali

E pegando o que quiser, ah

Eu gostaria de poder ser uma colher

E ni kaita gochisou janai no ni

Fon kara tsukuru sousu janai no ni

Chotto bakka naze deshou

Suien mono ne

Este não é um banquete perfeito.

E nem o molho foi feito por uma fondue

Pode até parecer um pouco chato

Mas ainda estou babando por isso

Iroazayaka na sarada bouru ni

Sukikirai mo waratte tameshite

Angai suki natterun jan

Em uma tigela de salada colorida

Quer você goste ou não, experimente com um sorriso

Talvez você se surpreenda e goste disso

Nibiiro no tenki no hi ni wa

Atsui kumo wo saite iku you na

Kaze wo mite mitai mahou wo mite mitai

Em um dia com tempo sombrio

Vamos destruir as nuvens espessas

Eu quero ver o vento, quero ver a magia

Omoitsuku dake no reshipi wo nagamete

Furumaou ze nankai datte

Dekitate no ryouri wo mankai no

Emi ga mirareta no nara

Souzou no tema mo dou datte ii

Shiranai meguriai wa

Tondemonai mirai

Wakeaeru to shirun da

Fuzoroi na sara demo

Unmei kosaji ippai asa made meippai

Hanasou daishou gokibou no puran wo

Sou yatte zeitaku na saji wo sagashite ikou

Veja todas as receitas que você pode imaginar

Vamos experimentar a qualquer momento

E então o novo prato é servido

Se isso pode fazer as pessoas sorrirem

Não me importo com o esforço necessário para criar

Eu vou conseguir mesmo que demore muito

Nos encontros inesperados trazem um futuro absurdo

e sabemos que podemos compartilhar,

Mesmo que nossos pratos sejam desiguais

Uma colher cheia de destino, vale uma manhã inteira

Então vamos conversar sobre os nossos grandes ou pequenos planos

É assim que encontraremos nossa colher de luxo

Nukumori mo madoromi mo

Kyou no saisoku de tondeku

Junbi suru kara tsuretette hoshii no sa

Asahi ga yoku mieru ano oka ni

O Sentimento caloroso e sonolento

Voam sobre mim como um lembrete

Quero que você me leve para que eu possa me preparar.

Naquela colina onde você pode ver claramente o nascer do sol

Rejaa shiito no youi mo

Buranketto no soubi mo

Subete pappa para atsumete sorotta yo

Vamos nos equipar

Com lençol e cobertor de picnic

Tudo foi rapidamente colocado e pronto para uso

Omoitsuki no kyanpingu e

Dare demo makikomi shoutai

Vamos acampar apenas por capricho

Todos estão convidados a participar

Omoikkiri kitai ga

Munashibutta to shitemo

Rifujin bakka osotte kitatte

Iitakunattemo

Dou yatta tte dame na hi mo aru kedo

Sono shippai mo supaisu nan darou

Hajimete no ryouri ga donna nigakutemo

Hokorashiku omoun da

Kizu teepu hatta te de

Yarikitta seiippai koukai shinai shippai

Ashita ni wa sou omoeru no ka na

Mesmo que minhas grandes expectativas falhem

Mesmo que tudo seja em vão

E que eu seja atacado por pessoas irracional

Mesmo que diga tudo isto

Não importa o que eu faça, há algumas despesas que não posso pagar.

Acho que esse fracasso também é um tempero.

Não importa quão amargo seja o seu primeiro prato,

Ainda assim estou orgulhoso

Mesmo que minhas mãos feridas esteja cheia de band-aid

Eu fiz o meu melhor, um fracasso do qual não me arrependo

Eu me pergunto se vou me sentir assim amanhã

Madamada shiranai koto bakkari

Yukkuri to ikou mankitsu shitai

Há tantas coisas que eu ainda não sei

Indo devagar, quero aproveitar ao máximo

Tanjun ni kitai suru

Koukishin

Tappuri to mitasu you

Simplesmente espere

Uma curiosidade expectante

Para completo e enchimento

Tonari ni itai

Sasayaka na kimochi himete

Sukoshi obieteiru fuan na yoru wa

Yowai kokoro terashidasu you na

Hoshi wo miteitai mahou wo mite mitai

Quando estamos juntos

Podemos esconder um pouco dos sentimentos

Ansiosos e até um pouco medrosos

Isto ilumina o coração fraco e por isso que

Quero olhar as estrelas, quero ver a magia

Omoitsuku dake no reshipi wo nagamete

Furumaou ze nankai datte

Dekitate no ryouri wo

Mankai no emi ga mirareta no nara

Souzou no tema mo dou datte ii

Veja todas as receitas que você pode imaginar

Vamos experimentar a qualquer momento

E então o novo prato é servido

Se isso pode fazer as pessoas sorrirem

Não me importo com o esforço necessário para criar

Seidaku mazeaeta tondemonai sekai

Tabetsukushite ikun da

Sui mo amai mo zenbu

Um mundo inacreditável de misturas puras e turvas

Eu vou comer tudo,

Não importa se é azedo ou doce

Atsui mama ni ippai

Daisuki wo ippai

Tsumeyou taisou gokigen na menyuu ni

Unmei ga kosaji ippai asa made meippai

Hanasou daishou gokibou no puran wo

Sou yatte zeitaku na saji wo sagashite ikou

Sendo cheio de calor

Sendo cheio de muito amor

Vamos montar um cardápio que vai fazer você se sentir bom humor

Uma colher cheia de destino, vale uma manhã inteira

Então vamos conversar sobre os nossos grandes ou pequenos planos

É assim que encontraremos nossa colher de luxo

[gdwessel]

Okada Wrestles in Arena Mexico; RevPro Summer Sizzler 2018 - 8/17/2018; NJPW on Sunday Morning TV; LIJ in OTT 10/13/2018

Hey, good to be back after a week away. Some of it was intentional, some of it not, with real life getting supremely in the way of things. Let’s catch up on some goings-on for the NJPW guys, during this off-period after G1 Climax.

On Friday night in Arena Mexico, Kazuchika Okada made his CMLL debut, teaming with Ultimo Guerrero & Negro Casas to defeat a team of Mistico, Diamante Azul & Valiente. Okada worked with Mistico almost exclusively, and pinned him in the 1st & 3rd falls to win the match (1st with his reverse neckbreaker, oddly, and 3rd with Rainmaker, above). The match was changed; Diamante Azul took Caristico’s place, as Caristico was moved up to the main because Fenix was unavailable as advertised due to a scheduling conflict. 

The match was great fun, and really probably better than it had any right to be. Okada was not on excursion here; he was in Mexico for a different reason (that hasn’t been made public, so) and took a booking. It’s also not the first time he’s wrestled in Arena Mexico (he had three matches here during his pre-NJPW days, when he was still training under Ultimo Dragon at Toryumon Mexico), but this is his first real-deal non-Fantasticamania CMLL match.

If you want to see the match, you can do so here, completely free and legal. I also recommend watching the bookending matches to Okada’s (Rookie sensation Audaz v. Forastero in a lightning match, and Caristico, Volador & Matt Taven v. Rush, Barbaro Cavernario & La Bestia del Ring).  Post-match, he gave comments backstage with UG and Negro Casas, saying he wants to return to Arena Mexico, and UG reminding him they are rivals AND partners. Okada got pretty over with the CMLL crowd too. I’d say it’s a success, honestly.

Meanwhile, also on Friday, RevPro held their annual Summer Sizzler card at their usual locale of York Hall, Bethnal Green, with several NJPW workers on this show as well. In the main event, Tomohiro Ishii defeated indie darling WALTER to become the #1 contender to the Undisputed British Heavyweight title, lost by Ishii to its current holder, Minoru Suzuki. The Killer Elite Squad’s Lance Archer defeated Jurn Simmons, as did KUSHIDA for Adam Brooks. The strangest result here was Dominator Great O-Kharn (Young Lion excursionee Tomoyuki Oka) getting a win over someone that’s kinda above Oka’s station in Shane Strickland. Strickland is the current EVOLVE champion, so not sure how well that’s going to go over with Gabe Sapolsky. CMLL’s Titan and Soberano Jr. also wrestled, with Titan getting the win.

Ironically, ROH are also in the UK this weekend, but from the results I’ve seen it seems the only real connection there are the Bullet Club guys who are under ROH contract anyway, so I’m not reporting on it. Sorry.

Sorry, also, for the fact I didn’t get to post a report on NJPW on AXS this past week. As I said, real life got in the way. NJPW on AXS is, of course, an English version of World Pro Wrestling on TV Asahi, which is usually shown very late at night on Saturdays. Today, NJPW had its first terrestrial TV Asahi program during regular TV hours in 14 years, with a Sunday morning children’s programming special focusing on children interviewing Jushin Thunder Liger and Hiroshi Tanahashi, with footage shot from last weekend’s G1 Climax Final. You can read Chris Charlton’s Twitter account to get more information on it, but sounds like it was  very cute. And a hoot. A cute hoot, you might say. Who knows if this will open up more opportunities to get NJPW out of the late-night doldrums, but it’s a good first step.

Irish promotion Over The Top Wrestling is advertising their 4th Anniversary show on 10/13/2018 at the National Stadium in Dublin. They have now announced Tetsuya Naito, and with the poster, EVIL, BUSHI & SANADA as well for the event. It would seem Will Ospreay, Shane Strickland and two of my favorite luchadores Flamita & Bandido will be there as well. Juice Robinson wrestled in OTT tonight as well, beating a very young wrestler named Scotty Davis.

There are still no Destruction lineups announced. We were also supposed to record the next episodes of the podcasts this weekend, however Real Life yada yada. Look for those coming up soon. 

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Multi-Fandom One Shots

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/84hYzd5

by evascartoons

Just a collection of some one-shots... I don't write enough in one fandom so I'm just gonna dump everything here. I take requests based on the fandoms and relationships I have tagged!

Words: 610, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Smosh, Glee, Newsies - All Media Types, Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types, SK8 the Infinity (Anime), Haikyuu!!, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime), ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, アグレッシブ烈子 | Aggressive Retsuko | Aggretsuko (Anime), 終わりのセラフ | Owari no Seraph | Seraph of the End

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Relationships: Damien Haas/Shayne Topp, Courtney Miller/Olivia Sui, Noah Grossman/Keith Leak Jr., Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel, Santana Lopez/Brittany S. Pierce, Rachel Berry/Quinn Fabray, Quinn Fabray/Finn Hudson, Rachel Berry/Finn Hudson, Sam Evans/Mercedes Jones, David Jacobs/Jack Kelly, Jack Kelly/Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna/Shadow the Hedgehog, Sally Acorn/Sonic the Hedgehog, Silver the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Shadow the Hedgehog/Silver the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna/Rouge the Bat, Rouge the Bat/Wave the Swallow, Blaze the Cat/Silver the Hedgehog, Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki, Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Higa Hiromi | Shadow/Oka Shokichi, Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Shimizu Kiyoko/Yachi Hitoka, Shimizu Kiyoko/Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Asui Tsuyu/Uraraka Ochako, Ashido Mina/Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya/Midoriya Izuku, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Inko/Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Jonathan Joestar/Erina Pendleton, Joseph Joestar/Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli, Kakyoin Noriaki/Kujo Jotaro, Haida/Retsuko (Aggressive Retsuko), Haida/Tadano (Aggressive Retsuko), Hyakuya Mikaela/Hyakuya Yuuichirou, Hiiragi Shinya/Ichinose Guren, Hiiragi Shinoa/Sanguu Mitsuba, Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov

Additional Tags: One Shot Collection, Fluff, Crack Crossover, Sometimes angst?, Will only write smut if requested, Songfic, Too many titles based on songs lol, Will add more fandoms eventually, plot heavy

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/84hYzd5

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Multi-Fandom One Shots

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/NRvlbfX

by evascartoons

Just a collection of some one-shots... I don't write enough in one fandom so I'm just gonna dump everything here. I take requests based on the fandoms and relationships I have tagged!

Words: 610, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Smosh, Glee, Newsies - All Media Types, Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types, SK8 the Infinity (Anime), Haikyuu!!, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime), ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, アグレッシブ烈子 | Aggressive Retsuko | Aggretsuko (Anime), 終わりのセラフ | Owari no Seraph | Seraph of the End

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Relationships: Damien Haas/Shayne Topp, Courtney Miller/Olivia Sui, Noah Grossman/Keith Leak Jr., Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel, Santana Lopez/Brittany S. Pierce, Rachel Berry/Quinn Fabray, Quinn Fabray/Finn Hudson, Rachel Berry/Finn Hudson, Sam Evans/Mercedes Jones, David Jacobs/Jack Kelly, Jack Kelly/Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna/Shadow the Hedgehog, Sally Acorn/Sonic the Hedgehog, Silver the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Shadow the Hedgehog/Silver the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna/Rouge the Bat, Rouge the Bat/Wave the Swallow, Blaze the Cat/Silver the Hedgehog, Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki, Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Higa Hiromi | Shadow/Oka Shokichi, Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Shimizu Kiyoko/Yachi Hitoka, Shimizu Kiyoko/Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Asui Tsuyu/Uraraka Ochako, Ashido Mina/Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya/Midoriya Izuku, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Inko/Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Jonathan Joestar/Erina Pendleton, Joseph Joestar/Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli, Kakyoin Noriaki/Kujo Jotaro, Haida/Retsuko (Aggressive Retsuko), Haida/Tadano (Aggressive Retsuko), Hyakuya Mikaela/Hyakuya Yuuichirou, Hiiragi Shinya/Ichinose Guren, Hiiragi Shinoa/Sanguu Mitsuba, Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov

Additional Tags: One Shot Collection, Fluff, Crack Crossover, Sometimes angst?, Will only write smut if requested, Songfic, Too many titles based on songs lol, Will add more fandoms eventually, plot heavy

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/NRvlbfX

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Multi-Fandom One Shots

Multi-Fandom One Shots

by evascartoons

Just a collection of some one-shots... I don't write enough in one fandom so I'm just gonna dump everything here. I take requests based on the fandoms and relationships I have tagged!

Words: 610, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Smosh, Glee, Newsies - All Media Types, Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types, SK8 the Infinity (Anime), Haikyuu!!, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime), ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, アグレッシブ烈子 | Aggressive Retsuko | Aggretsuko (Anime), 終わりのセラフ | Owari no Seraph | Seraph of the End

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Relationships: Damien Haas/Shayne Topp, Courtney Miller/Olivia Sui, Noah Grossman/Keith Leak Jr., Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel, Santana Lopez/Brittany S. Pierce, Rachel Berry/Quinn Fabray, Quinn Fabray/Finn Hudson, Rachel Berry/Finn Hudson, Sam Evans/Mercedes Jones, David Jacobs/Jack Kelly, Jack Kelly/Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna/Shadow the Hedgehog, Sally Acorn/Sonic the Hedgehog, Silver the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Shadow the Hedgehog/Silver the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna/Rouge the Bat, Rouge the Bat/Wave the Swallow, Blaze the Cat/Silver the Hedgehog, Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki, Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Higa Hiromi | Shadow/Oka Shokichi, Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Shimizu Kiyoko/Yachi Hitoka, Shimizu Kiyoko/Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Asui Tsuyu/Uraraka Ochako, Ashido Mina/Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya/Midoriya Izuku, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Inko/Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Jonathan Joestar/Erina Pendleton, Joseph Joestar/Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli, Kakyoin Noriaki/Kujo Jotaro, Haida/Retsuko (Aggressive Retsuko), Haida/Tadano (Aggressive Retsuko), Hyakuya Mikaela/Hyakuya Yuuichirou, Hiiragi Shinya/Ichinose Guren, Hiiragi Shinoa/Sanguu Mitsuba, Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov

Additional Tags: One Shot Collection, Fluff, Crack Crossover, Sometimes angst?, Will only write smut if requested, Songfic, Too many titles based on songs lol, Will add more fandoms eventually, plot heavy

From https://ift.tt/ibpy7O9 https://archiveofourown.org/works/43764180

[oniichanwaoshimai]

Asahi dressed as Kinomoto Sakura, from Cardcaptor Sakura! By Nekotofu. Source

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Multi-Fandom One Shots

by evascartoons

Just a collection of some one-shots... I don't write enough in one fandom so I'm just gonna dump everything here. I take requests based on the fandoms and relationships I have tagged!

Words: 610, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Smosh, Glee, Newsies - All Media Types, Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types, SK8 the Infinity (Anime), Haikyuu!!, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime), ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, アグレッシブ烈子 | Aggressive Retsuko | Aggretsuko (Anime), 終わりのセラフ | Owari no Seraph | Seraph of the End

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Relationships: Damien Haas/Shayne Topp, Courtney Miller/Olivia Sui, Noah Grossman/Keith Leak Jr., Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel, Santana Lopez/Brittany S. Pierce, Rachel Berry/Quinn Fabray, Quinn Fabray/Finn Hudson, Rachel Berry/Finn Hudson, Sam Evans/Mercedes Jones, David Jacobs/Jack Kelly, Jack Kelly/Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna/Shadow the Hedgehog, Sally Acorn/Sonic the Hedgehog, Silver the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Shadow the Hedgehog/Silver the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna/Rouge the Bat, Rouge the Bat/Wave the Swallow, Blaze the Cat/Silver the Hedgehog, Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki, Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Higa Hiromi | Shadow/Oka Shokichi, Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Shimizu Kiyoko/Yachi Hitoka, Shimizu Kiyoko/Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Asui Tsuyu/Uraraka Ochako, Ashido Mina/Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya/Midoriya Izuku, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Inko/Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Jonathan Joestar/Erina Pendleton, Joseph Joestar/Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli, Kakyoin Noriaki/Kujo Jotaro, Haida/Retsuko (Aggressive Retsuko), Haida/Tadano (Aggressive Retsuko), Hyakuya Mikaela/Hyakuya Yuuichirou, Hiiragi Shinya/Ichinose Guren, Hiiragi Shinoa/Sanguu Mitsuba, Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov

Additional Tags: One Shot Collection, Fluff, Crack Crossover, Sometimes angst?, Will only write smut if requested, Songfic, Too many titles based on songs lol, Will add more fandoms eventually, plot heavy

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/43764180

[gwiezdny--plomien]

Błagam, nie.

Notatka od autora: Zainspirowana działalnością @linkemon, postanowiłam wesprzeć ją w tworzeniu miejsca na polskie fanfiki na tumblerze. A przed Wami, jedna z zapowiedzianych przeze mnie prac Canon x Oc. Mam nadzieję, że Wam się spodoba. Będę wdzięczna za każdą wskazówkę.

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Asahi Azumane x Original Female Character

Opis: Łucja Lisiak została wyznaczona, aby towarzyszyć swojej szkolnej drużynie siatkówki w podróży na japoński obóz treningowy organizowany przez jedną ze znajdujących się w Tokio szkół.

Ostrzeżenia: Soulmate AU, bluźnierstwa

Liczba słów: 1 938 słów

Będąc szczerą, od początku miała złe przeczucia w sprawie tego wyjazdu. Kto normalny zaprasza drużynę z drugiego końca świata, aby przyjechała do jakiegoś przypadkowego liceum pograć przez parę dni w siatkówkę? Kimkolwiek był ten Nekomata, miał szalone pomysły. Zabierała się z chłopakami z dwóch powodów. Pierwszy, była najbliższą osobą do menadżera grupy.

(Gdy chłopcy usłyszeli, że w Japonii jest ktoś taki, momentalnie stwierdzili, że Łucja niezaprzeczalnie zabiera się z nimi.)

Drugim istotnym faktem było to, że była dosłownie jedyną osobą w całej szkole, o ile nie okolicy, która była w stanie komunikować się płynnie w języku japońskim.

Podróż miała trwać dwa tygodnie. Pierwszy tydzień już minął. Łucja, chłopcy i trener spędzili szalony czas zwiedzając Japonię. Teraz mieli spędzić następne pięć dni mierząc się z miejscowymi drużynami na boisku w szkole, której nazwa nic nie mówiła, a po wpisaniu jej nazwy w Google nie otrzymywało się żadnych konkretnych odpowiedzi. Tak więc, tak Łucja się martwiła. I to dość mocno. Dzięki paru latom spędzonym w tym kraju oraz pracującemu tu ojcu, znała narzucane tu przez społeczeństwo normy i bądźmy szczerzy, jej chłopcy, nie byli nawet blisko do ich spełnienia. Nie chodziło o to, że byli niegrzeczni. Łucja uznawała ich za najnormalniejszą grupę w jej liceum. Jednak była pewna, że na obozie będzie niezręcznie.

Azjatycka pogoda dawała im w kość. Nie było mowy o noszeniu ubrań z długim rękawem lub długimi nogawkami. Dziewczyna nie zamierzała ratować nikogo, gdyby dostał udaru. Dzięki temu ich tatuaże były na widoku. Piękne, wytatuowane w skórze pierwsze słowa, które miały paść z ust bratniej duszy. Starsi uczniowie już dawno znaleźli swoje drugie połówki, więc nie zwracali uwagi na to, czy ktoś zobaczy ich znamiona, czy nie. Normalnie Łucja starała się nie pokazywać go publicznie. Był… Specyficzny i często prowadził do konfrontacji na które, nie miała siły. Co czyniło go tak niezwykłym, spytacie. Cóż… Słowa, które widniały na jej ramieniu nie były w jej narodowym języku. Zamiast zgrabnych łacińskich literek, jej skóra wytworzyła zdanie napisane w kanji.

Tekst, był aż, od bólu klasyczny i za każdym razem, gdy jej młodsza siostra go widziała, przewracała oczami z głośnym jękiem.

P-przepraszam, za przeszkadzanie ci! A-a-ale… Wydaję mi się, że powinniśmy siebie lepiej poznać, ponieważ…

No cóż, nie była to ckliwa ballada o uczuciach, ale Łucja i tak uwielbiała swój tatuaż. Uważała go za niezwykle uroczy i nie mogła się doczekać spotkania z jego autorem. Jednak nic na siłę. Wiedziała, że na wszystko przychodzi odpowiedni moment, więc nie wiązała żadnych większych nadziei z tym wyjazdem. Spotkanie swojej bratniej duszy wśród bandy spoconych chłopców nie było niczym przyjemnym.

Po długiej podróży w ciasnym, śmierdzących busie w końcu jej drużyna dotarła na miejsce. Zza drzwi dało się słyszeć uderzenia piłek o podłogę, Łucja widziała też grupkę chłopaków biegających z okrzykiem na pobliskie wzgórze.

- Yyyy, czy to jest to normalne zachowanie, o którym opowiadałaś nam przez ostatnie tygodnie?

- Nie… - mruknęła niewyraźnie. - Dobra, lepiej wejdźmy. Już i tak się spóźniliśmy. Nie róbcie niczego dziwnego.

Karol, kapitan drużyny, odważnie otworzył prowadzące do głównego budynku drzwi. Ich oczom ukazały się liczne boiska pełne młodych graczy. Powoli przemierzali salę, kątem oczu przyglądając się swoim gospodarzom.

- Lol, jesteśmy od nich wyżsi. Ale jaja.

I w takich oto momentach Łucja uwielbiała fakt, że nikt nie rozumie tu polskiego. Pierwszaki musiały być jeszcze przez nią tresowane. Starsza dziewczyna trzepnęła młodszego kolegę w głowę, jako jej normalne ostrzeżenie. Trener nie zwracał już na takie rzeczy uwagi, ktoś musiał doprowadzić tych chłopców do pionu i jeśli nie ona, to nikt tego nie osiągnie.

- Zamknij mordę – syknęła. - Sam ledwo sięgasz mi do ramion, pierdku.

Blondyn skurczył się pod jej wrogim spojrzeniem i nie rzucał już żadnymi komentarzami. Przynajmniej tyle dobrego. Wypatrzyli w tłumie starca, który przedstawił im się jako trener Nekomata. Łucja uważała dobór nazwiska do nazwy drużyny za przesadę, ale mimo to i tak robiła za tłumacza, ponieważ jej opiekun nie mógł zrozumieć dziwnego akcentu Japończyka. Gdy dorośli ze sobą rozmawiali, chłopcy stali z boku i z rozkazu dziewczyny nie wchodzili teraz w żadną interakcję.

Japońska strona jedynie wpatrywała się w nich wrogo. Cóż, może niekoniecznie wrogo, ale na pewno z celem, jak to ujął Karol, ich psychicznego zniszczenia. Dwójka jej chłopaków wypięła swoje klaty, by zaznaczyć brak strachu. Łucja udała, że tego nie widziała. Dobrze, że jej kosmetyczka była pełna apapu. No dobrze, w połowie pełna. W końcu użerała się już z nimi cały tydzień. Zajęta rozmową i sprawdzania zachowania swoich kolegów, nie zauważyła spojrzeń, które kierowali w nią inni zawodnicy. Nie wiedziała też, że niedługo te spojrzenia, miały zacząć mieć jakieś znaczenie.

Początki były tak samo niezręczne, jak i męczące. Nie chodziło o brak zdolności, chłopakom szło całkiem dobrze. Jak na razie przegrali jeden mecz ze trzech, jednak ich zachowanie… Żaden z tych biednych obcokrajowców nie był przyzwyczajonych do ciągłych śmiechów, żartów i krzyków, których nie rozumieli. Parę chłopaków próbowało dogadać się z przeciwnikami po angielsku, jednak nie było to najefektywniejsze. Przez cały czas Łucja latała wokół boiska pouczając swoich chłopców i tłumaczących ich w połowie zgięta przed przeciwnikami. A potem nadeszła przerwa.

Chłopcy wymieszali się w tłum, niezrażeni uprzednimi nieudanymi znalezienia przyjaciół. Łucja zajęła miejsce, które pozwalało jej mieć każdego z nich na oku. Stała niedaleko grupki graczy z liceum nazwanego Karasuno, ponieważ tam ulokowali się najbardziej problematyczni, pierwszoklasiści. Z tego co udało jej się podsłuchać, próbowali zaprzyjaźnić się z dwójką super skocznych chłopaczków, którzy wyglądali jak dzieciaczki. (Ale z tego co słyszała byli jednymi z lepszych graczy, więc wolała się nie wypowiadać.) Niezbyt zainteresowana słuchaniem ich nieudolnego angielskiego, zaczęła rozglądać się po sali. I wtedy go zauważyła. Oczy automatycznie zwężyły się w szparki. Lepiej, żeby to był jakiś pieprzony żart.

Jeden z trzecioklasistów, Adam, jak gdyby nigdy nic stał obok którejś z menadżerek. Z daleka sytuacja nie przyciągała uwagi, ale Łucja znała tę pozę i nie zamierzała użerać się z jego flirtowaniem i romansami będąc na innym kontynencie. Postanowiła działać w typowy dla siebie sposób – stonowaną agresją. Rozejrzała się w poszukiwaniu piłki, najbliższa znajdowała się w dłoniach asa Karasuno. Łucji nie poruszał jego wygląd, no może poza bródką i fryzurą – uważała je za urocze. Ruszyła w jego kierunku pewnym krokiem. Rozmawiał z pewnym szarowłosym chłopakiem, ale dziewczyna nie miała czasu na rozpocz��cie kulturalnej rozmowy. Bez precedensów podeszła do wysokiego szatyna, patrząc mu prosto w oczy. Był to nawyk, który nabyła w gimnazjum. Nie chciała, by pomyślał, że patrzy się na jego tatuaż. Dzięki temu unikała wielu nieprzyjemnych sytuacji.

- Mogłabym ją pożyczyć?

Obaj gracze zwrócili na nią uwagę. As wpatrywał się w nią z czymś, co ona uznała za objaw ataku paniki lub zawału. I czy jej się wydawało, czy jego policzki stały się odrobinę czerwieńsze? Aha, okej. Czyli to ten typ, pomyślała. Kątem oka widziała niedowierzanie w spojrzeniu jego kolegi. Normalnie starałaby się poprowadzić kulturalną i niezręczną rozmowę z osobą, która najwyraźniej dostaje palpitacji serca, gdy rozmawia z płcią przeciwną, ale musiała ratować czyjś honor. Uśmiechnęła się więc, lekko niezręcznie i wyciągnęła piłkę z jego rąk, szepcząc ,,Dziękuję”. Szybkim krokiem opuściła towarzystwo dwóch uczniów obcego jej liceum i po chwili trzymana przez nią piłka uderzyła idealnie w bark Adama, który krzyknął wściekły.

Myślała, że nic jej już tego dnia nie zaskoczy, skoro sprawa Adama rozwiązała się tak szybko (jedna zgrabna groźba i chłopak zmienia się w baranka). Najwidoczniej była w błędzie.

- Psssst, Łucja – rzucił w ogóle niedyskretnie Karol. Chłopaki stwierdzili, że skoro nikt ich nie rozumie, mogą mówić co chcą nie stosując się do żadnych zasad, więc Łucja czekała na to, gdy któryś z nich podejdzie do kogoś i zacznie go w twarz obrażać.

- Co jest? - odparła, nawet na niego nie patrząc. Była zbyt zajęta sprzątaniem kamizelek, które rozrzucili chłopcy.

- Powiedz mi, czy powinienem poinformować chłopaków, by szykowali się do ataku?

Kapitan kontynuował swój monolog, gdy dziewczyna rzuciła mu zdegustowane spojrzenie.

- Jakiś typek cały czas się na ciebie gapił, a jego znajomi chyba o tym plotkowali. Nie wiem tego na sto procent, ale wiesz, instynkt mi to podpowiada.

W pierwszej chwili miała warknąć na niego, aby poszedł ze swoim instynktem gdzieś indziej, ale jej ciekawość zwyciężyła.

- Kto dokładnie? - spytała, podnosząc się z podłogi.

Karol wskazał kciukiem na grupkę chłopaków z Karasuno. Większość z nich rozpoznała. As, jego szarowłosy kolega, dzieciaczek od turlania i agresywny łysol.

- Hha…

- Tylko tyle? Hha? Czemu nie idziesz do nich skopać im zadków?

Było to w zasadzie dobre pytanie. Nie lubiła, gdy ludzie poświęcali jej zbyt dużo uwagi, zwłaszcza chłopcy. Zawsze, gdy widziała takiego typu zachowanie, upewniała się, by się nigdy nie powtórzyło. Jednakowoż, w tym momencie nie czuła złości. Ewentualnie, odrobinę radości? Satysfakcji? Nie miała o co chodziło, ale postanowiła zostawić to na później. Jej rozregulowane hormony nie były w tej chwili ważne.

Gdy dzień pierwszy dobiegł końca, większość uczestników udała się pod prysznic lub kontynuowała indywidualne treningi. Chłopaki z jej drużyny poświęcali ten czas, aby zintegrować się z innymi uczestnikami obozu, a trener udał się na popijawę z innymi dorosłymi. Tak więc, Łucja chwilowo rządziła. Postanowiła poświęcić wolną chwilę na rozmowę z siostrą, jednocześnie upewniając się, że nic złego się nie dzieje.

Ostatnim przystankiem na jej drodze był jeden z pobocznych pawilonów. Zajęli go uczniowie Karasuno, ale Łucja widziała tam jednego ze swoich pierwszoroczniaków. Rozmawiał z rozgrywającym Karasuno i jedną z ich zastępców menadżerki. Minęła znajomych trzecioklasistów i wdała się w konwersację z młodszymi uczniami.

- Cześć, czy wszystko w porządku? - spytała, spoglądając wymownie na Łukasza.

- Ta, jest super. Ten typek ni w ząb nie rozumie angielskiego i ona musi robić za tłumacza.

- Świetnie – mruknęła zmęczona. - Witajcie, naprawdę miło mi was poznać. Mam na imię Łucja. Mam nadzieje, że Łukasz nie sprawia wam żadnych problemów – zwróciła się z uśmiechem do towarzyszącym im brunecie i blondynce. Dziewczyna, która przedstawiła się jako Yachi, jąkając się zapewniła ją, że wszystko idzie dobrze. Czy Łucja była, aż tak przerażająca dla tych ludzi? Dlaczego nikt z Karasuno nie był w stanie poprowadzić z nią normalnej konwersacji? Utrzymując uśmiech na twarzy, zamierzała zacząć drobną rozmowę z Yachi, gdy chłopcy by trenowali. Udało jej się zadać parę pytań na temat szkoły blondynki oraz jej obecność na obozie, gdy usłyszała za tobą dziwaczne dźwięki.

Cała czwórka odwróciła się, by zrozumieć źródło zamieszania. Łucja zmarszczyła brwi, nie wierząc w widok przed jej oczami. Gigantyczny i podobno przerażający brunet, od którego wydobyła piłkę, przerażony rzucał się popychany przez dwójkę kolegów, szarowłosego i łysola. Ci dwaj śmiali się i rzucali w jego kierunku okrzyki poparcia. Brunet próbował się wycofać, dopóki nie został postawiony metr przed nią. Wtedy zamarł z wyrazem twarzy, jakby za chwilę miał wyzionąć ducha. Jego koledzy stanęli parę metrów za nim, co nie umknęło uwadze coraz bardziej zirytowanej Łucji.

Skrzyżowała ramiona na piersi i z wymownym wyrazem twarzy patrzyła w oczy bruneta, czekając na jego reakcję. W tak bliskiej odległości była zmuszona unosić swoją szyję, z boku musiało wyglądać to idiotycznie, ale na szczęście nikt tego nie skomentował. Na sali zapanowała kompletna cisza. Wszyscy wpatrywali się wyczekująco w parę ciemnowłosych osób. Gdy chłopak wciąż się nie odzywał, uniosła brew, czekając na jakąś reakcję. Nie doczekawszy się jej, zaczęła odwracać się z powrotem do grupki pierwszoklasistów. Wtedy się odezwał, a raczej wypluł z siebie słowa z szybkością wystrzelonego pocisku.

- P-przepraszam, za przeszkadzanie ci! A-a-ale… Wydaję mi się, że powinniśmy siebie lepiej poznać, ponieważ… - z każdym wypowiedzianym słowem, jego głos cichnął, w taki sposób, że nie dało się dosłyszeć się końcówki jego zdania. A może się dało, tylko ona była zbyt wytrącona z równowagi. Jej serce waliło tak, jakby miało za chwilę wyskoczyć z jej klatki piersiowej. Wpatrywała się w niego z szeroko otworzonymi oczami. Nie, to na pewno jakiś żart. Nieporozumienie. Tylko nie teraz, w taki miejscu, nie...

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more doodles!! these are some bnha ocs. Kai belongs to me Oka belongs to @radriot Asahi belongs to @violetflowersandflames Hiromi belongs to @supportive-bird

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Amorette's song:

Another one done! Love triangles can be fluffy as well! Note that the reader is based on me so it would be easier for me to write.

Tw: Self-degradation, negative thoughts

The different blue hues dance around the heavens as the sun comes down slowly. It was still quite late in the afternoon, maybe 3? Or 4? It was another day at school, there was nothing out of the ordinary. Well, school already ended and the after school clubs are doing their thing. The volleyball team are still at it in their practice. “Let’s make the most of the time, okay?” A silver haired male said as he pulled the tangerine and blueberry away from each other. “Koushi! Tobio!” A female voice then echoed. The silver haired male, Sugawara, and the blueberry, Kageyama looked at the entrance of the gym. They found a short female right outside the gym door trying to find the two. The two of their faces light up before subtlety glaring at each other.

“They are over here!” Daichi then called out as the two were deep into their tension. Once the female entered the gym, their little feud ended. “Hey there Sugar!” Sugawara said as he beckoned for you to come. “Hello my lovelies!” You then said as you walked towards them. “Sorry for suddenly coming in,” You added as you walked in the gym. “No! It’s totally fine, we don’t mind you here,” Daichi said as he chuckled. “Hey!” Yachi then greeted as she walked towards you. As you were pulled away by Yachi and Kiyoko, the boys continued to practice. But there is something that seemed different, to you and the girls, it seemed like nothing is wrong. But the other members knew otherwise.

“You better not slack off, Kageyama!” Sugawara teased as he received the ball. “Shouldn’t I be the one telling you that?” Kageyama responded as he finished setting to Hinata. To which was blocked by Tsukkishima. “May the best man win~” Sugawara said as he smiled at the other setter. “May the best man win,” Kageyama responded as he looked down on the silver. “What are they talking about?” Narita asked. “They are not talking about volleyball?” Ennoshita asked skeptically. “When did the two of them joke around the court with each other? I mean, Sugawara, yes but Kageyama?” Narita reasoned as he looked at the two. “And ‘may the best man win’ maybe they are talking about something else,” He added as he continued looking at their antics. “Let’s not focus on that now,” Ennoshita said as he pulled the shorter to practice.

Daichi then called out a 10 minute break. You, Kiyoko, and Yachi then gave out their water bottles and towels. You gave Sugawara and Kageyama’s items like usual. “Thank you,”Kageyema said as he bowed his head slightly. “Thanks Sugar~” Sugawara said as he started drinking. “Have you thought about it?” Kageyama then said. “About the date?” You then said as you looked at him. He flushed red and looked away, nodding. “I told you I’ll go yesterday, Tobio,” You then said as you looked at him. “Just wanted to make sure,” He then said. Sugawara then pouted and back hugged you. “It will me my turn soon, right?” He then asked as he placed his head on your’s. “Soon, soon. And you make it seem you both are dating me,” You responded as you patted Kageyama’s head. “Kageyama and I did agree to take turns in trying to capture your heart,” Sugawara then said as he stopped hugging you.

“You have a point,” You then said as you started to tend Hinata. “You really had to bring that up?” Sugawara said, slightly annoyed. “I just wanted to make sure,” Kageyama then said as he looked at Sugawara. “You could’ve done it when I’m not there? You knew she had to cancel out on my date because she was busy,” The silver then said as he pouted. “It’s fun to see your reaction,” The taller then said before he walked away. “Fun? Oh come here,” Sugawara then said as he started to chase the taller. You then looked at their antics and stared. What the heck were they doing? They started chasing each other for no reason yet again. “And here we go again,” Asahi said as he chuckled. “It is entertaining in a way,” Daichi then said. You glance at the two before putting your eyes at the two yet again. They then noticed your gaze and froze. They forgot that they weren’t supposed to fight in front of you. Even if it looked playful or fun.

“Boke! Are you observing us?” Kageyama then yelled at you. You chuckled and looked away. “And what if I am Tobio~ And are you sure I am JUST observing” You then teased as you looked back at him. He blushed and looked away as he huffed. “Aww~ Sugar, put your eyes on me as well~” Sugawara playfully whined. “Let me note take in peace~” You then said as you chuckled. “Boke! Boke! Why are you even taking note on us?” Kageyama then said. “Weren’t you the one who asked?” You then asked. Kageyama realized what he said and what he asked. He huffed and walked away, not wanting to seem flustered. “Are you taking notes of all of us or?” Sugawara then said as he went closer. “Everyone,” You then responded as you gave him a notebook. “These are good,” He then said as he read it. “Suga! Break’s over!” Daichi then called out. “I’ll be borrowing this,” He then said as he went towards Daichi.

Kiyoko then walked towards you after the two setters dealt their business. “So, have you decided yet?” She asked as she sat beside you. “As much as I would love to become manager, I just don’t I’m cut out for it,” You responded as you looked at the people playing. “If you say so, but you really are suited for it,” The taller female said as she looked at you. “Plus, the team needs moral support. I mean Yachi and I can provide it but you seem to know how to really lift up the mood,” Kiyoko said as she then stood up and smiled. “I’ll continue my duties, but please think about it? Plus~ the boys always seem to perform better while you are here,” Kiyoko teased. “Whatever~” You responded as you continued looking. “I don’t mean to sound rude or anything! I’m just really curios and I-“ Yachi started overthinking but then you cut her off. “It’s fine, Yachi! Go ahead spill it!” You then said.

“Do Sugawara and Kageyama like you? Those two seem to always try and outdo each other when you are here,” Yachi then said. You then flinch as you sighed. “I wanna say happily, yes. But sadly, yes, they both like me,” You responded. “I mean both of them are amazing and all! I’m just confused and afraid to hurt them,” You then confessed as you checked out the two setters. “Both of them are so beautiful in both their looks and personality,” You then said as you buried your face in your hands. “I’m just confused but I also don’t wanna drag this on,” You then added. And as silence fell your mind wondered.

Why you? Out of all the people why you? Why love someone who’s emotionally unstable? A girl whose primary source of comfort are x reader fanfics? A girl whose head is head is full of fantasies, insecurities, and scenarios that didn’t even happen? As more and more thoughts swirl around your head, Yachi had already left you, not wanting to disturb what “peace” you have. Tears prickle your eyes as more and more scenarios, insecurities, and fear settle in your mind. “Are you oka-“ Kiyoko was about to ask. “Excuse me, sorry,” You then said rushed as you left the gym. Yachi was about to follow you but was held back by Kiyoko. “She needs space,” The 3rd year merely said and the blonde nodded hesitantly. “She’ll come back eventually, right?” The shorter asked and Kiyoko merely nodded.

When you left, both Sugawara and Kageyama looked at the entrance, wanting to follow where you went. It was not until a few more sets of games did the team notice their longing and unsteadiness. “You can go and find her,” Daichi then said. And the moment that left his lips, both of them went flying. “Kageyama! You check the library I’ll go check the roof top,” Sugawara then said.

You, on the other hand, were under a tree in the campus. A place that you only go to when things get rough. As tears streamed down, you buried your head in your knees. “Here we go again,” You then stuttered as you sighed. You felt numb, why were you even crying in the first place? What made you sad? Your mind tends to forget to be able to protect you from any more harm. You then looked up the sky and let your tears roll. Oh, now you remember why it made you sad.

“I’m scared,” you squeaked as you wiped away your tears. “Help me, I’m scared,” You added as you curled up into a ball.

You are just useless. Always causing pain to others. Such an idiot, can’t even get her life together

Scared? You better be. Pain will arrived soon.

Such a cry baby, crying over the simplest stuff. Why can’t you be like your best friend? A person who is always going to be better than you.

As more and more thoughts came to haunt you. Memories also came to loom over you. Reminding you of all the things that happened between Sugawara and Kageyama. You started to mumble things to get it off your mind. Or started trying to get your breathing steady.

“We like you!” Both Kageyema and Sugawara confessed as they bowed, startling you. “You see sugar, we weren’t going to tell you about it. But someone just had to slip it out,” Sugawara said, slightly annoyed. “I’m sorry!” Hinata whined as he hid behind Asahi. “Don’t worry though! Kageyama and I already agreed on things. So you don’t have to worry your little head,” The silver then added. “Y-yeah,” Kageyama then said. “Agreed on things?” You then said as you looked at them. “Just don’t worry, Boke!” Kageyama then said.

As time passed, you found out more about their little deal. Their number one rule is to never fight in front of you. Which currently is being broken. Kageyama had bluntly told you how sometimes you can be overbearing. But before he can even finished with what he was saying, he was cut off. “You can’t just say that to her!” Sugawara said as he looked at Kageyama in disappointment. “I’m not even done talking,” Kageyama then said as he glared at Sugawara. “And she’s asking me, not you,” He then added as he turned back to you. Sugawara sighed and chuckled darkly. “That’s why I’m going to make her fall for me. You don’t know how to take care of her,” Sugawara then said uncharacteristically. Thus pissed off the blueberry and now they are having an argument. Yelling at each other as you felt smaller and smaller. “Guys stop it!” You said as you then tried to stop both of them.

Sugawara looked at you with a soft expression but he turned back to Kageyama. The two continued to yell and scold each other back and forth. No matter how hard you tried, they didn’t break apart. “I’ll be the one she will love romantically!” Kageyama then yelled. “As if you are able to even take care of her! I’ll make sure she doesn’t get hurt,” Sugawara then yelled back. They both then glared at each other, talking without words. But then their frenzy of insults started again.

Hinata and Yamaguchi went to you and led you out. “Does this always happen?” You then asked as you looked back. The two led you out and kept you company as the others break the fight. “No, it usually isn’t this bad,” Yamaguchi then said as he sighed. “Both of them must’ve had a bad day,” Hinata added.

How long as it been going on for? You know that YOU are hurting them greatly. You’ve seen them cry because of you and it hurts, right? It feels like knifes are stabbing your heart as you see them tear apart. They don’t fight in front of you but you know they do. YOU are the cause of their suffering, and yet you don’t seem to realize how deep that wound would be.

Kageyama sat in the gym alone, and tired. He didn’t know why he felt this way. But what he did know is that he just wants for it to be gone. He and Sugawara had just finished fighting and he was tired of it. He sat there with his eyes focused on the ball. He wanted to practice more but his body was not cooperating. You went inside to see him just sitting there, which is unusual. So you went to him, sat beside him, and hold him close. You knew that he was sad, it was obvious, and he didn’t even attempt to hide it. “It’s okay, I’m here. You don’t have to keep it in,” You then said as you placed his head on your shoulder. And with that, he cried.

“Please make it stop,” You whimpered as you continue to cry. You covered your ears as you curled up. More and more thoughts came to haunt you. Breathing became harder and your body trembled. You were scared, scared of getting hurt, of getting left alone, of being alone. It was scary and you feel like the world is spinning.

Sugawara leaned on the wall, he currently was at the back of the gym. He felt lost and scared. This whole love was all new to him. And out of all the people that could’ve fallen for you as well, is his kouhai, his superior, Kageyama. His tears fell down as he let his mind drift into the void. You were looking for him and found him in this state. Since he was too busy with his thoughts, he didn’t notice you coming up to him. He yelped once you held him in a hug. He tried brushing you off and making excuses but you kept your arms around him. “You don’t have to be strong in front of me. Cry all you want, I’m here to help,” You then said as you held them close. He relaxed and let loose, crying unto your shoulder.

Them crying because of you, it hurts. Your heart and chest ache as you continued to cry. You just want this pain to go away. For their pain to go away. And yet here you are, your feelings all jumbled up. You don’t know what to feel or how to react. Kind of ironic since a lot of people would consider you an empath. More and more thoughts consumed you and making you feel worse.

Little did you know, the two hard already seen and heard most of your little break down. Sugawara looked at your figure with teary eyes. His heart clenched when he heard your mumbles and your pleas. He hated the fact that he was causing you this pain. He knew how sensitive you are and yet he choose to pour his feelings on to you. He wanted to help you and for once, he wasn’t able to get words out of his mouth. But he merely walked towards you with one of his hand reached out to you and the other on top of his chest. Kageyama, on the other hand, had no idea on what to do or what to even say but he followed his upperclassmen’s league. He didn’t understand on why it hurts just looking at you crying. And he also didn’t understand why his heart aches to hold you and comfort you. Even if he knows nothing on how to comfort a girl, let alone his crush.

“Hey sugar,” Sugawara then said as not to startle you. But you refuse to look at him, not wanting more memories to play or thoughts to plague. “H-hey, y-you okay?” Kageyama asked awkwardly. “We’ll sit here, okay?” Suagawara then said as he sat in front of you, Kageyama doing the same. As you continue to sniffle and cry, Sugawara and Kageyama let you have your silence for a while. It broke both of them to see you in this state. You are a very strong person, a person who rarely cries in front of people. And seeing you in this state, makes them sad. “Hi,” You then said as you looked up a bit. They took this signal as to come closer. “Ready to open up now, princess?” Sugawara then said as he pet your hair. Kageyama looked at him with a confused look, still doesn’t know what to do. “Why don’t you hold her hand, hm?” Sugawara then suggest. Kageyama then hesitantly reached out and hold your hand gently.

“Hugs please?” You then asked as you uncurled yourself. Your eyes were red and puffy. Your lips were trembling and became a darker shade. Your nose and cheeks were also a pinkish color. Sugawara and Kageyama somehow found it cute. Yet it was also a heart breaking sight as you were hurting. They both then attempted to wrap their arms around you. Which didn’t work, so Sugawara let Kageyama hold you in his arms as he would comfort you through words. Sugawara placed his hand on your hair and caressing it. “If you don’t want to tell us, it’s fine. But me and Kageyama would be honored to hear your thoughts,” Sugawara whispered. “Yeah, we want to know what you are thinking,” Kageyama said as he looked away.

As they continued to comfort you through words and touch, you calmed down. “Are you okay now, sugar?” Sugawara said softly. You buried yourself in Kageyama’s chest. “Kinda,” You then said as you looked at Sugawara. His eyes showed love and compassion, it was very soft as well. “Are you willing to tell us why you are crying?” Kageyama said as he looked down at you. “No,” You then said as you tried to pull away from him. But Kageyama didn’t let you go nor did he allow it. “I know I shouldn’t force you to tell us. And I’m not trying to but please we just want to help you,” He then said as he let go of you. “Kageyama is right. I- We hate seeing you like this,” Sugawara said as he gentle place his hand on your cheek.

“But if I tell you, you both would hurt more,” You then muttered as you look away from their gaze. “Sugar…” Sugawara then said as he wrapped his arms around you. “Please don’t bottle them up anymore,” He then added. “Now that I think about it, it does seem like we are both dating you,” Kageyama then said out of nowhere. Sugawara glared at him but soon softened when he heard you giggled. “Thank you guys really. I have no idea how you both fell for my idiotic self,” You then said as you wiped your tears. “I should thank you for even giving me a chance,” Sugawara said as he kissed your forehead. “Yeah…” Kageyama then said as he patted your head.

“You are standing between two mountains. So I understand it can get overwhelming. But remember that we are your friends as well. We agreed to do this and will endure everything and anything for you. Okay? So don’t feel bad or else I’ll hit you,” Sugawara then said seriously. “Boke, I don’t care what happens to me. As long as we are friends it’s fine,” Kageyama then said as he hugged you. Surprised, you let out some tears and hugged them both. “Thank you,” You said as you held them tight. “It’s not a problem, Boke,” Kageyama then whispered. “We should head back? Or maybe we can go a little detour?” Sugawara suggested. “And we’ll be heading back, no more tug of war from you two,” You then said as you started walking away. The two then looked at each other and smiled. “Wait for us!” Sugawara then said as he caught up with you and so did Kageyama.

Maybe, just maybe, one of their wishes would come true. Sugawara or Kageyama? You choose.

[nishikuroo]

home.

/həʊm/

in which Daichi and Suga figure out the true meaning of home. 

[TW : mentions of s*lf h*rm, bl00d and su*c*de !!!! read at your own risk; below the page break]

Daichi chuckled as he heard Suga groan and drop his head onto his textbook again. “Careful Suga-san. If you keep doing that, you might not have a brain anymore,” he joked. He realised that Suga had been exceptionally quiet and exhausted lately, but he knew that if he wasn’t feeling well, he’d let Daichi know. After all, they are best friends. 

Daichi’s smile fell a little when Suga picked his head up to look at him. The dark circles under his eyes were more prominent and his skin was paler than he remembered. ‘Maybe he really is going through something,’ Daichi thought. Suga let out a soft laugh and stifled a yawn.

“Suga-san, are you okay?” Daichi questioned. His concern for his grey-haired best friend only grew when Suga brushed it off. “Yeah, yeah. I haven’t been able to sleep well recently, but don’t worry about me! I’ll be fine!” he flashed Daichi his signature, pearly-white smile and gave him a thumbs-up. 

Before Daichi could interrogate any further, his best friend jumped up and pointed out that it was time to head to the gym for volleyball practice. The two made their way to the club room to change out of their school uniforms. The weather was warmer today, which confused Daichi even more when he turned around and saw Suga wearing the Karasuno jacket zipped all the way up. They barely left the room before Daichi felt himself starting to sweat a bit.

“Suga-san, aren’t you uncomfortable? It’s really warm outside,” he asked as they made their way down the stairs. Suga stuffed his hands into his pockets and tried to pull his sleeves down further. ‘If he finds out, it would break him,’ Suga thought. ‘But he deserves to know.’ 

‘Crap. I’m not ready to tell him yet. What do I say?’ Suga started to panic and blurted out the first excuse he could think of. “I’m anemic.” Daichi paused and stared at him, processing what he just said. ‘Maybe that explains the dark circles and pale skin,’ Daichi thought. “We’ve been best friends since first year, Suga-san. Why are you only saying this now? Are you sure you can still play?” Worry was written all over his face.

Suga looked away, his guilt immediately consuming him. ‘Damn it, why did I say that? Why didn’t I tell him the truth?’ He took a deep breath before turning back to face Daichi and shooting him another signature Sugawara smile. “Yeah of course! I wouldn’t play if I couldn’t handle it,” he reassured.

Before any of them could say something, a loud voice cried out from behind them. They turned around to see Tanaka running towards them. “Daichi! Suga!” he screeched in excitement. Suga giggled and he didn’t even need to turn to the captain beside him to know his expression. 

“Oi, stop being so noisy!” Daichi chided when Tanaka finally reached them. “Ahh, don’t be like that, captain! I know you missed me,” Tanaka smirked, throwing his arms over the seniors. The three continued to make their way to the gym, all secretly wishing for the same thing. Daichi slid open the doors, already knowing what they’d see, or who they wouldn’t see.

No Asahi, no Nishinoya.

The three all slumped their shoulders at this realisation, but suddenly got distracted by two other voices. They whipped their heads to the foreign voices, but somewhat familiar faces.

Tobio Kageyama.

Shoyo Hinata.

They were both arguing, completely oblivious to the seniors watching them. Suga continued observing with an amused expression as Daichi nicely tried to break up the argument. When that didn’t work, Tanaka jumped in.

Well, this should be interesting.

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It was finally the qualifiers. 

Their first match against Tokonami High was about to begin. Everyone was completely nervous. Suga was shaking, even though he was wearing his jacket. He rubbed the bandages wrapping his forearms, thankfully hidden by the sleeves. No one had found out the real reason yet, not even Daichi. The guilt was starting to eat at him, so he made a promise that he would tell him soon.

Hinata was the first to ask about his bandages, but Suga managed to convince him it was because he fell and scraped his forearms on a run.

Coach Ukai and Mr. Takeda gave their pep talks, leaving Daichi to speak last. He turned to the rest of the team, his smile radiating confidence. Suga couldn’t help but smile as he watched him. He thought about how far they’ve come ever since joining the club as freshmen. 

The whistle blew, and the team gathered in a circle. Suga watched each of his teammates’ faces, before shifting his focus to Daichi. The confident smile he wore never faltered. 

As Suga watched the captain of the team, his best friend, he had never felt more proud.

‘Karasuno, fight!’

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Karasuno lost to Aoba Johsai in the third round.

The entire team ate their dinner in silence, with tears streaming down their faces. Nobody knew what to say. Daichi and Suga looked at each other with solemn expressions. Even after all that, Suga still managed to give Daichi a soft smile before turning back to his food.

Daichi felt at peace whenever he was with Suga. Even through all the bad times. They were always by each other’s side no matter what. He continued to stare at Suga a little longer, taking in everything about him.

The way there was always a soft smile on his lips, the way his eyes sparkled, the way his hair was somehow always perfect, the little mole below his eye.

He always knew he had feelings for Suga, but he was too scared to admit it.

Daichi and Suga made their way home when everyone was done with their meal. They walked in silence for a couple minutes before Suga spoke up. “Hey, do you wanna take the long way home? The route we used to walk back in first year?” 

Daichi smiled and nodded his head. He knew it was Suga’s favourite route because of the garden that had the swings, but they stopped walking there because of how tired they were after practice. They continued to walk in silence as they walked straight instead of taking the usual right turn. Daichi looked at Suga only to find him staring up at the stars, his hands stuffed in his pockets as usual. 

It was then that Daichi realised he rarely saw Suga without outerwear anymore. In school, his sleeves would be rolled down instead of up to his elbows, and during practice, he would wear the beige sweater or his Karasuno jacket. 

‘Maybe he just gets cold easily because of his anemia,’ he thought. Just as he was about to ask Suga about it, his voice cut the silence first.

“Hey Daichi, what does ‘home’ mean to you?” he asked softly. Daichi stopped and watched Suga’s back as he continued to make his way to the swings in the middle of the garden. Suga may be the nicest and the mother of the team, but it was usually Daichi asking the deep questions whenever they talked.

“Oi, are you just gonna stand there and wait for a red carpet?” Suga joked. Daichi shook his head and laughed as he sat on the swing beside Suga. 

‘What does home mean to me?’

Daichi thought about it for a while before answering. “Well, to me, home is wherever my family is. Wherever my comfort zone and safe space is. Wherever I’m happy,” he looked at Suga, realising that he was looking at what he just described.

He opened his mouth to continue, but immediately stopped when he registered Suga’s appearance. He was shaking despite the air being still, his jacket suddenly looked more oversized on him, his skin was almost snow-like, the dark circles under his eyes were getting worse, but what broke his heart was seeing Suga trying to hold back tears as he continued looking up at the stars.

“Koushi…” Daichi had never called him by his first name before, but Suga couldn’t ignore the butterflies. “What does home mean to you?” Daichi continued, keeping his voice soft. Despite being best friends for three years, he had rarely seen Suga cry other than losing a match.

Suga let out an empty laugh as he finally let the tears fall. He closed his eyes for a few seconds before taking a breath and smiling sadly at Daichi.

“I don’t know. I’ve never felt it before.”

Daichi was absolutely heartbroken. It hurt him seeing his best friend like that. Suga was always so positive and light hearted, always encouraging the team no matter what. Hell, Suga was even proud of Kageyama instead of getting mad. To Daichi, Suga had the purest soul in the world who didn’t deserve hurt or sadness.

As he followed his instinct to hug and comfort Suga, he noticed something. Tiny red stains at the bottom of Suga’s white shirt, near the side. They were barely noticeable, but he still managed to catch a glimpse before pulling Suga in. As Daichi embraced him, everything started to click in his mind.

The dark circles, the pale skin, losing weight, always covering his arms.

He decided not to address it because he trusted that Suga would tell him when he was ready, but he hugged him tighter and whispered, “hey, you know I’m always here for you no matter what. If you need someone to talk to, just come to me. Just come home.”

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After that day, Daichi became more observant towards Suga. Whenever they walked to school together, he always made sure to bring bread for Suga in case he hadn’t eaten breakfast. He would constantly check up on him and try his best to cheer him up.

Suga was slowly opening up to Daichi about how he was feeling, which he was thankful for. But whenever they parted ways, Daichi’s mind would linger with Suga. He was starting to get frustrated because he didn’t know how to help him. He didn’t know how to make him feel better.

He felt like a useless best friend.

That night, as he was about to fall asleep, Daichi’s phone buzzed.

Suga [11:42pm] : hey, you awake?

Daichi [11:42pm] : yeah, what’s wrong?

A minute passed by and still no answer. Daichi started to get worried, and all possibility of falling asleep disappeared. 

Did something happen to Suga? Is he okay? Does he need help?

Daichi’s mind was running wild with questions and possibilities when his phone buzzed again. 

Suga [11:45pm] : can you meet me at the swings in 10 minutes?

Daichi [11:45pm] : yeah of course. I’ll see you there. Stay safe alright?

Suga [11.45pm] : thank you, daichi. I will, and you too.

It took Suga 3 minutes to reply, but Daichi felt like it had been hours. He quickly got up and threw a jacket over his pajamas before quietly slipping out of the house. He wore his shoes and made his way to Suga’s favourite garden. On the way, he started to remember the memories they made there.

It was nicknamed as ‘The Garden of Hope’, because every time they went there feeling down, they would always leave feeling happier. Suga came up with the name after they found the place. It was after their seniors had lost their last match.

That day, they spent hours just talking on the swings, laying on the grass, admiring all the flowers surrounding them. They talked about their future, about how Suga wanted to be a teacher and how Daichi wanted to be a policeman. They talked about how amazing it would be to play at Nationals, or how much ramen Daichi could eat in one sitting. By the time they had to leave, they felt a new sense of hope; like things would get better soon.

It wasn’t long before he reached the garden and saw Suga already sitting on the swings with his knees up to his chest. When Daichi got closer, Suga suddenly shot up and whipped his head around. His eyes had an alarmed look, but he relaxed the moment he realised it was just Daichi. 

Suga gave him a tired smile after he got comfortable on the swing. They sat in silence for a minute before Suga turned to him again and said, “Thank you Daichi, it really means alot to me.”

“Hey, when I said I’m here for you, I mean it,” he replied. The silence surrounded them once more. Daichi didn’t know what to say or do. Suga could feel his worry and frustration. He felt horrible because he knew Daichi wanted to help, but Suga also wasn't letting him in.

[TRIGGER WARNING]

He finally turned to Daichi and removed his sweater. Suga looked him in the eyes, trying to hold back tears, as he said, “I’m three days clean.”

That was when Daichi finally saw them. Suga’s arms. They were filled with lines. Some short, some long, some healed, some fresh, some thin, some thick. Daichi felt a stab to his heart as he looked at each scar.

“Suga…” Daichi was speechless. For each scar, Suga went through something horrible alone. Tears threatened to fall from Daichi’s eyes, but he held them back. ‘I have to be strong. For Suga.’

He didn’t say anything, but instead pulled Suga into a hug so tight, he hoped all of Suga’s broken pieces would come together. At that moment, Daichi made a promise to the both of them. 

He promised that Suga would never feel like he’s alone, no matter what. 

Neither of them wanted to let go. They stayed in each other’s arms, even when Suga broke down crying. He gripped Daichi’s arms, silently begging him. 

‘Please, please don’t leave me’ 

And for the first time in years, Daichi said a silent prayer.

‘Please, I’m begging you, please take his pain away.’

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Ever since that night at the garden, Daichi suddenly felt hatred towards the world and everything beyond. He couldn’t explain why, but he refused to notice how beautiful the world was around him. 

It’s just a cruel place that’s unfair to the most kindhearted people.

It had only been two weeks. Daichi noticed Suga falling asleep in class more often, neglecting his studies more, and losing weight rapidly. The only time he ever saw Suga lively was during practice. 

He knew that Suga was only putting on an act in front of the juniors and freshmen, and so far, it was working. Nobody questioned his use of jackets and sweaters, or whenever he went to the toilet to change instead of the club room. 

Daichi checked Suga’s arms whenever they walked to school together. He felt like an asshole whenever he saw Suga reluctantly roll up his sleeves. It was difficult for Suga at first, but he gave in because he trusted Daichi. He promised himself that he would try his best to stop, because seeing Daichi’s expression that night broke his heart.

After practice, the pair walked to the garden again. This time, Daichi noticed something different. Suga’s eyes were sparkling, and they weren’t the stars reflected in them. They were genuinely sparkling. 

A tiny smile appeared on his face as he nudged Suga. “You seem to be in a better mood today,” he pointed out. Suga chuckled and Daichi felt his heart leap. He always loved hearing his laugh. 

“Yeah, I actually feel okay. It’s been forever since I felt this way,” Suga kicked a pebble as they crossed the road. Suddenly, he turned to face Daichi with a grin. Oh, that smile. It could melt even the coldest heart. 

“Race you there!” Suga sprinted ahead, leaving Daichi stunned as he processed what happened. “Oi, dumbass! Don’t cry if you fall down!” He jokingly called after Suga as he chased him. 

When they finally reached their hideaway, they both plopped onto the grass as they caught their breath. After a couple minutes of calming down, they made eye contact and burst out laughing.

Neither of them knew why, but that was the moment that Suga realised he only felt genuine happiness with Daichi, especially when they were playing volleyball together. 

They laid down on the grass and stared up at the stars in silence. Suga’s voice was soft, barely above a whisper, “the world is so beautiful.”

Daichi turned to look at him, studying his expression. Suga looked peaceful for once. The way his chest rose and fell steadily comforted Daichi. He was ready to retort with his hatred for the world, but stopped himself as he continued resting his eyes on Suga’s figure. 

‘He’s still here. Thank you for still holding on. I know it’s tough, but you’re the strongest person I know.’

He switched his position so he was fully facing Suga. “Why do you think so?” he questioned him instead. Daichi had never said it, but he loved the way Suga’s mind worked. He loved hearing his thoughts, good or bad. He felt like Suga saw the world differently, that even at his lowest, he could still find silver linings. 

They spent hours talking again. From the moon and sun to aliens to volleyball to their insecurities. By the time they ran out of things to talk about, it was past midnight. 

As they got ready to make their way home, Suga turned to Daichi. “I promise I’ll stop, for you.” Daichi was shocked. ‘He… He would do that for me?’ He knew that it wouldn’t be easy for Suga, but he was willing to stay by his side every step of the way. “Koushi, you don’t have to promise me. I know it’s difficult,” he replied. 

Suga smiled at him once more. “As long as I’m with you, I can get through anything.”

Daichi knew that healing and recovery was never easy, but he didn’t expect everything to go downhill so quickly.

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A week before the Tokyo training camp, the entire team was in high spirits, even Suga. He was getting more rest and he started to eat more each day. His skin was starting to gain more colour and he slowly stopped using his jacket. Both Daichi and Suga felt like he was making good progress.

Suga was 27 days clean.

Daichi had been so supportive, always checking up on Suga. He always gave Suga space whenever he needed it, but he never left his side. Everyday, Daichi never failed to let him know how proud he was.

Friday night, Daichi was studying, but none of the material was entering his brain. He felt like something was off. He had an uneasy feeling in his stomach. ‘Maybe it was something I ate earlier,’ he reassured himself.

His mind then wandered to Suga. ‘I wonder if he…’ He didn’t finish his thought before mentally scolding himself. ‘No! Don’t think that way, Sawamura. It’s like you don’t trust him. He’s okay. If he wasn’t, he would’ve texted me,’ he continued to reassure himself.

As if the world was mocking him, his phone buzzed. He grabbed it and as his eyes scanned the message, his heart stopped.

Suga [1:04am] : Daivhi.. hrlp

He didn’t hesitate before jumping up and running out of the house. He didn’t even think to wear his shoes or a jacket. All he thought about was Suga.

‘No no no no no. Please be okay, please be okay!’

He ignored the cold wind biting his exposed arms. He ignored the gravel digging into his feet. He pulled out his phone and tried calling Suga. 

It went straight to voicemail.

‘I’m almost there. Hold on Suga, I’m coming.’

After what seemed like forever, Daichi finally saw the familiar house. He forced his legs to keep going. He burst through the front door and called out Suga’s name.

No reply.

He ran around the house frantically until he finally found him in his bed. Daichi continued to walk into Suga’s bedroom, but he just laid motionless.

[TRIGGER WARNING]

His eyes scanned the room until he saw the tissues on the floor and scattered on the blanket. They were all red. He immediately rushed to Suga, checking his pulse. ‘It’s weak, it’s barely there. But it’s still there. I can still save him,’ it was taking all of him not to break down.

He shook Suga, begging him to wake up. When he didn’t respond, Daichi looked at Suga’s arms. The bleeding hadn’t stopped. Tears fell as he took off his shirt and put pressure on his arms. He prayed again that it would stop, that Suga would wake up.

‘I can’t lose you. I know it’s selfish, but you keep me going too. So please, please give me a sign that you’re still here. Please come back to me,’ he silently begged.

Nothing. After 5 minutes, there was still nothing.

Daichi couldn’t hold it in anymore. He let the tears continue falling as he loosened his grip on the shirt around Suga’s arm. 

At the same time, Suga was slipping in and out of consciousness. He felt cold despite the thick blanket covering the rest of his body. He could hear Daichi, and he felt his heart break.

‘I’m sorry, Sawamura. You don’t deserve this,’ he thought.

He wanted so badly to call out to Daichi, to wipe his tears away and hug him. He felt guilty that Daichi had to go through the pain of seeing his best friend in this state. Suga never meant for this to happen. He thought he was getting better, he really did. He wanted to make Daichi proud, but some things just get heavier the longer you carry them. 

He knew he should’ve talked to Daichi when it got too much, but he didn’t want to burden his best friend. At that moment, he thought about how selfish he was really being. He constantly pushed his best friend away despite him always waiting with open arms, waiting for him to come back home.

Home.

Suga tried one last time to open his eyes, move a finger, let out a whisper, to do anything to let Daichi know he was still there.

And Daichi felt Suga squeeze his hand.

He shot up from the floor and he saw Suga slowly cracking open his eyes.

‘You’re still here, thank God you’re still here.’

Suga’s voice broke, “I’m sorry.” Daichi smiled through his tears and didn’t say anything as he hugged Suga tightly. “There’s no need to be sorry, I understand.”

Suga’s heart ached. ‘He’s not mad… Even after I broke my promise, he’s not angry, he’s not blaming me.’

Just then, Suga felt everything at once. The cold wind coming in from the window, the pain in his arm, the tears from Daichi wetting his shoulder, Daichi’s heartbeat against his own. His body started shaking and he started crying as well.

After a few minutes, Daichi helped Suga clean and wrap his arms up and get rid of the tissues around the floor. Once all that was done, Suga weakly tugged at Daichi’s shirt. “Sawamura, can you stay?”

Daichi smiled as he got into bed beside Suga. “Of course. I’d never leave you.”

He wrapped his arm around Daichi’s torso and laid his head on his chest. Suga could still hear Daichi’s rapid heartbeat. 

“I’m sor-” Daichi cut him off. “If you apologise again, I will push you off your own bed.”

The both of them let out soft chuckles and Daichi tightened his grip on Suga.

‘I broke my promise. I’m sorry Suga. I’m sorry if you felt alone again.’

“You don’t have to apologise, Koushi. I understand that it’s not easy recovering and staying clean. I can’t say I know how you feel, because I don’t. I can’t even imagine what you’re feeling now. But I just want to remind you that I’m always here for you no matter what,” Daichi whispered as he played with Suga’s hair. “You don’t have to tell me why you did it if you don’t want to. I’ll stay for as long as you need me to.”

After that, they laid in silence, and eventually, they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

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Suga stayed home for the entire weekend with Daichi by his side. They watched movies, ate their favourite food, stargazed on Suga’s roof, and just talked.

By the time they reached the school Sunday evening to go to Tokyo, Suga had begun to feel better, but Daichi was still wary and continued to keep an eye on him. Coach Ukai, Mr. Takeda and Kiyoko were already waiting by the bus.

As the Karasuno team made their way to Tokyo, the bus was full of noise instead of silence. Obviously, Nishinoya and Tanaka were the loudest. Daichi would shout at them a little here and there, but gave up when Suga joined in on the banter.

“Stop being such a strict dad and loosen up,” Suga jokingly nudged his shoulder. 

Daichi couldn’t help but notice the way Suga’s eyes crinkled whenever he laughed, how it sounded like the most comforting thing in the world, how being beside him just felt so right. 

After a couple hours, the bus fell silent as the noisy duo succumbed to their exhaustion. Suga was sleeping on Daichi’s shoulder, soft snores escaping his slightly open mouth. 

“I hope you’re at least having a good dream,” Daichi murmured as he rested his head on top of Suga’s. He listened to the sound of their heart beats slowly syncing with each other until it was just one sound. 

No matter how hard he tried, Daichi couldn’t stop thinking about how he could help Suga. He didn’t want to push his boundaries, but he also didn’t want to just sit back and watch Suga slowly break down. 

He then tried to remember the things they did together; things that could calm Suga down, things that brought a genuine smile to his face. 

Thinking about Suga smiling brought a smile to Daichi’s own face. He chuckled lightly as he played with Suga’s hair, thinking of the stupid things they did as freshmen. 

And in that moment, Daichi made a promise to always be there for Suga, no matter what. 

During the training camp, Suga was way more positive than usual; complimenting and motivating the team even more. 

Despite losing the majority of the practice matches, Suga’s optimism never failed to boost the team’s morale. He constantly praised everyone’s efforts, especially Kageyama’s. 

Daichi saw this as a good sign, or so he thought. 

He finally found out the real reason a week before the Spring Inter-High. 

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The pair had agreed to meet for an all-nighter at a cafe to study. When Daichi reached, there was no sign of his chaotic yet soft best friend. There wasn’t a text, either. 

He thought that Suga was just running late or his phone had died, but as the seconds ticked by, an uncomfortable feeling started spreading in his chest to his stomach. It was all too familiar, and all too alarming.

‘The last time I felt this… It was before he messaged me for help. Please be okay,’ he thought to himself as he pulled his phone out, as if another text for help would pop up. 

He glanced at the time. 

10.45pm. 

Suga was 45 minutes late. And he was almost never late.

Daichi’s instincts told him to run. To run all the way to Suga’s house. Because Suga wasn’t okay, because he needed help. 

So that’s what he did.

He ignored the stares from others around him as he grabbed his stuff and rushed out of the cafe. The only thing he could hear was his heartbeat syncing with his feet hitting the ground. He ran faster than he ever did.

He tried to call Suga’s phone while trying to figure out the fastest way to get to him.

When his calls were sent straight to voicemail for the third time in a row, he felt his heart threatening to jump out of his mouth. He continued sprinting towards a familiar house that wasn’t his, not being able to ignore the sinking feeling in his stomach.

As he burst through Suga’s front door, he felt a sense of deja vu, and the house had suddenly become colder. Pushing the memory aside, he made a beeline to Suga’s room, praying that it wouldn’t be a repeat of last time; that maybe Suga just fell asleep from exhaustion and that’s why he wasn't picking up the phone. 

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As he cracked open his bedroom door, Daichi tried to prepare for the worst. But nothing could prepare him for what he saw next. 

Suga was on his bed, but no sign of red tissues. Just a pool below the arm hanging off the edge of the bed.

Daichi felt his heart stop. He couldn't move. He couldn’t process the scene in front of him.

He wanted to call out his name, to beg him to wake up, but his voice was caught in his throat. He wanted so badly to hold Suga in his arms, to shake him, to see his eyes open and hear his laugh again, but he was just frozen at the doorway.

Daichi didn’t feel the tears running down his face, he didn’t feel his legs give up, he didn’t feel his knees hit the floor, or the shouts leaving his mouth.

All he could think about was that Suga was gone.

He crawled to his lifeless body, taking his hand in his. Daichi let his head fall onto Suga’s unmoving shoulder, letting the realisation hit him.

Suga’s gone.

His home was gone.

He didn’t get to say goodbye.

He didn’t live up to his promise, about how he made sure that Suga would never feel alone again.

It might’ve been minutes, even hours since Daichi had his head on Suga’s shoulder, his knees to his chest, the love of his life’s hand in his. He didn’t care how long it had been, he didn’t want to leave Suga’s side even if he left Daichi’s long ago. 

Through the tears, he noticed a small piece of paper at the foot of the bed. It was small, but still big enough to look out of place.

Without letting go, he reached over and grabbed the thin piece of paper. It was an envelope, addressed to him.

His heart stopped as he took in Suga’s familiar handwriting. Every stroke, every line, every curve. 

After a few minutes, Daichi finally got the courage to carefully open it. His mind was racing with a million questions. Was this going to be a letter full of hatred? Sadness? Hurt?

He couldn’t stop his hands from shaking as he tore open the letter carefully, trying his best to avoid creating the jagged tears. He swore his heart stopped beating as he pulled out the folded piece of paper. 

He noticed the small, wet splotches scattered here and there. 

Suga cried while writing this letter to him. 

Despite all the memories the pair had made over the past 3 years, Daichi felt like this was truly the only thing from Suga he had. He knew he would never let it go. 

He drew in a shaky breath as he prepared to read Suga’s last words. 

Dear Daichi,

Stop crying! If I was there, I’d definitely hit you while screaming ‘negativity begone!’. I can’t say I understand how you’re feeling. Mad? Upset? Hurt? Maybe even betrayed? But whatever you’re feeling, I hope you don’t blame yourself. None of this is your fault. I know you did your best to be there for me, even at my lowest; and for that, I’m forever grateful. You stood by me through the good and bad. You never once gave up on me. When I said I wanted to quit, it was because of your faith in me. Faith that I could actually get through this. Faith that I was stronger than I thought I was. I never understood what home meant until that night. All my life, I thought home was a place with four walls. A place where you live, and whenever you’d leave, you’d have someone waiting for you. I finally realised that home doesn’t have to be a place; because your arms weren’t four walls. Your arms would always be there waiting for me to come back if I ever left. So Sawamura Daichi, thank you for being my home; my lifeline. I never meant for this to happen, for you to go through this, but I finally decided that there’s another home that I want to go back to. I’m sorry Daichi, I got tired and I wanted to rest. I want to thank you and everyone else for making my last week so amazing. Seeing you guys grow at such an incredible pace assured me that you’d all be fine without me. Thank you for always being there for me, for loving me when I couldn’t even love myself, for always being a reminder that life was worth living. Don’t worry, I’ll always be watching over you and the team, and I’ll always be cheering you guys on no matter what. Please, make it to the nationals; not for me, but for yourself and Asahi. 

I love you, Sawamura Daichi. 

Koushi Sugawara 

The last line was the final straw; the final punch to the gut. It registered that he’d never be able to say those three words to Suga, nor would he ever be able to hear the same words from him. 

Daichi thought back to all the chances he had, but never took. All those nights at the garden, walking back home, the all-nighters at the cafe, the study sessions at the library. 

If he could go back in time, he would take all those chances to look Suga in the eyes and say “I love you”. He would create more chances for the both of them to utter those three words. He would spend as much time as he could, and hold him as close and as long as he could. He would run his fingers through Suga’s hair and spend countless nights falling asleep together. He would find a way to go to space and capture all the stars just for Suga. 

It was probably a few more hours before Daichi finally decided to get up and clean the mess before doing whatever else was necessary. 

As he watched the love of his life get taken away on a stretcher, he made one last promise to Suga; they were going to nationals even if it’s the last thing they do. 

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Daichi mentally prepared himself before entering the gym. He had no idea how the team would react to the news. Once more, he hoped for the best but prepared for the worst as he slid open the doors. 

The noise and banter immediately halted as the rest of the team took note of their captain’s red, puffy eyes and defeated demeanour. They also noticed the lack of his other half trailing in beside him. 

Five. 

They counted five seconds of silence and no Suga. 

Five seconds and no chaotic energy. 

Five seconds before Daichi’s weak voice echoed throughout the gym. 

“Suga… He… He’s gone.”

Five more seconds passed. 

One ; Daichi’s words bounced off the walls. 

Two ; The words entered everyone else’s ears. 

Three ; They tried to comprehend it. 

Four ; It finally registered. 

Five ; That’s when it hit them, all of them, all at once. 

Asahi was speechless. The juniors broke down in tears. The freshmen were stunned, not knowing how to react. It was clear on Kageyama’s face, but before he could blame himself for being one of the reasons, Daichi gave him a look. 

A look that said, “it wasn’t your fault, if anything, he was extremely proud of you.”

That was all it took for Kageyama to let his pride crumble and finally let his emotions take over. He couldn’t help but feel like he was one of the causes why. He still couldn’t help but blame himself.

No one said anything as their cries echoed throughout the gym. 

They knew that nothing would be the same again.

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Karasuno finally made it to the nationals.

As the whistle sounded signifying the end of the Karasuno and Shiratorizawa, both Daichi and Asahi hugged each other in tears.

‘We did it, we made it to nationals for you, Suga. I hope you’re proud of us.’

Ever since the team received the news on Suga, they collectively made a pact to continue fighting for him.

As Daichi and Asahi continued hugging, they swore they felt one more person joining the duo.

And they knew he was watching over them, no doubt having his proud, motherly smile occupying his lips.

Before each and every match of the Spring Interhigh Qualifiers, the team would take a moment to honour Suga.

And as soon as it was time to start the match, Daichi would let his voice and his words be heard by the audience.

“Karasuno, fight! For Suga!”

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It was the end of the first day of nationals. Daichi sighed as he glanced at the barely visible clock hanging on the wall. His eyes could barely make out the hands pointing to 12:03. He turned to his teammates who were sleeping peacefully despite the uncertainty that the next day would bring.

Giving in to his impulsive mind, he got up soundlessly and threw on his jacket and slippers before sliding out the door, being careful not to wake anyone up. He decided that a walk would be able to clear his head and help him fall asleep faster.

As he started to pace aimlessly, his mind brought him back to Suga. Would things be different if he were here? Would everyone still be on edge even with Suga calming them down? Would Coach Ukai have been able to think of different strategies with Suga’s help? 

Daichi felt like he was walking for a good few minutes, but as he took in his surroundings, he realised he was lost. He was so consumed by his thoughts that he hadn’t realised that he probably made a wrong turn.

He let out a huff as he started to think of retracing his steps when a tiny garden caught his eye. He contemplated for a few moments before he felt himself slowly grow closer. Maybe it was because he missed the Garden of Hope, but he knew no other garden could replace it. 

Either way, he took a seat on one of the benches and continued to reminisce his fondest moments at the Garden with Suga.

Daichi plucked a flower that Suga was busy admiring. Too busy admiring to even listen to what Daichi was ranting about. The moment the delicate object was removed from Suga’s eyesight, he gasped and looked at Daichi with a playful pout.

The latter just laughed as he tucked the flower behind his best friend’s ear as a joke. “Suga, what a pretty boy you are,” he joked as Suga’s pout remained. Right after that, Suga chided Daichi on how he was killing flowers and how ‘heartless’ he could be to the flower’s family members.

At that moment, all Daichi could think about was how truly pretty Suga looked.

“If you were a flower, I’d kill you first because the prettiest always get plucked first,” he’d laugh.

And he wanted to freeze time when he saw Suga blush and stutter. It was the first time Daichi had finally seen some colour in his partner’s face after weeks.

If only he told him he loves him instead of saying that.

“Well, all I know is that flowers can cheer anyone up, no matter who they’re from. I mean if I got flowers from my worst enemy, I’d still hate them, don’t get me wrong. But it would definitely make me feel better somehow,” Suga trailed off as he laid back down on the grass.

Daichi hadn’t realised that Suga was already talking about something else other than ‘killing flowers’.

‘Only you could turn something so ugly into something beautiful,’ he thought as he continued staring at the figure laying beside him, eyes twinkling from the stars.

Daichi was taken back to reality as he felt the salty tears rolling down his cheeks and falling onto his fingers.

Fuck. Why was the world so unfair?

He didn’t hold back as he finally let his pain and anger out. He shouted at the moon, seemingly mocking him.

The same moon they used to gaze up at.

The same moon he talked to about Suga.

The same moon who knew the words that Suga never got to hear.

The same moon right in the middle of the stars.

The stars that Suga joined.

Daichi felt his heart ache as he continued to question the world. Why did it have to take Suga away from him so soon? What did he do to deserve this? Was it because he wasn’t doing enough to help him? Was it because he didn’t deserve to have so amazing beside him?

And it finally hit him that he never got to tell Suga that he loves him. He knew it all along, but he only comprehended it now. He felt his heart tear even more as he gripped the edge of the bench, trying to pull himself back to reality.

He felt overwhelmed, like he needed to get it out of his system, so he shouted into the dark that he loves Suga; that he’s sorry.

He shouted until his voice gave out, until his throat burned and begged for water, until his vision went blurry. He shouted as loud as he could, hoping the moon and stars would hear him one last time, hoping that one of the stars was Suga listening.

As his voice quieted to soft sobs interrupted by hiccups, Daichi felt the wind around him pick up. The cold he initially felt was replaced by warmth. The same warmth that Suga’s hugs brought. 

The same warmth that felt like home.

The same hugs that felt like home.

He continued sitting there, trying to remember the way the warmth wrapped around him, silently reassuring him that things would be okay. 

Once he’d finally calmed down, he made his way back to his room at the accommodation. He silently slipped in once again, avoiding all the creaks and unstable boards. 

Before he could get past the first few beds, he noticed something sitting on the desk by the door. As he tiptoed closer, he realised it was a bunch of flowers arranged neatly, with a folded card right in the middle. He didn’t have to open it to figure out who it came from.

His eyes welled up with tears as he slowly made his way to the desk, his hand shaking as he picked up and opened the card. After his eyes scanned over it, he couldn’t hold back the tears once more and let them fall freely.

‘Good job for making it past the first day, my love. It only gets harder from here, but I believe in the team, especially you, captain :). Thank you for fighting for me, now get some rest and prepare for tomorrow; I bet you’re exhausted. I love you Daichi, and good luck <3 - Suga’

What Daichi or the rest of the team didn’t know was that before he left, Suga had a feeling they would make it to Nationals. So he went to the florist in advance and arranged for certain bouquets of flowers with corresponding cards at the end of each day.

As he clutched the card in his trembling hands, Daichi finally realised what home truly was.

Home is where you feel safe; happy. Home is where you feel love, healing, comfort. Home can be a person, or place, or thing. Home doesn’t have to be four walls. Home doesn’t have to be the place you live in. 

And so Daichi softly smiles as he accepts the fact that Suga was truly home because he wasn’t suffering anymore.

That even though Daichi lost his home, he knew he’d be okay because at least Suga finally knows what home truly feels like.