#daichi is team dad

[everykindofnerd13]

I think my favorite part of the Daisuga ship is that they are just already a very chill ship. Somehow feel like the most real highschool couple. And what I mean is that Daichi and Suga have chemistry, but it’s not explosive. They don’t have these huge passionate shouting matches that prove how much they care about eachother, or these sweet melancholic flashbacks that show how committed to eachother they are. They just have chemistry. Like they have lines that sound like confessions. But not new ones. Daichi and Suga talk to each other like they’ve been in a relationship for years. Like it’s second nature to say those things to eachother. I think that’s also why they feel so much like mom and dad. Cause yeah, they bicker, but it’s always fond, just like every other part of them. They’re just so smitten with eachother and so comfortable not only with eachother but with themselves that nothing about their relationship has to be explosive or poetic or anything to be deeply meaningful to the people that matter most, themselves.

[kitas10000thgrainofrice]

kita walking on the court saying “you guys don’t have to be on guard im just a substitute” is so rude like bffr you’ve been a whole adult since age four of course karasuno was worried theyre children

[sweetlikesuga]

Daichi to himself (watching the team erupt in chaos): Don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry

[vulpiximisa]

an assortment of daichi and tsukki moments/scenes because I care them 😌

[blockedbykei]

manager!reader x tsukki please

karasuno team making predictions about who will be the first one to become a dad in the future, not knowing it will be tsukki 🫢

say that theyre having a reunion and all of them goes 0_o after seeing readers bby bump, you could do the rest tbh😭❤️

currently living off my mobile data 🙏 tysm for this request

— little easter egg here if u see it

the boys were always eager to place bets on things unnecessary. who can spike the most balls, who can drink the most milk, who can shove the most meat in their mouth without chewing it. they always bargained a few yens or free food.

it had rubbed on you a few bets later.

in the night before sugawara, daichi, shimizu, and asahi's graduation day, the whole team had decided to have a sleepover inside the gym. the boys set up their futons on the court, while the girls stayed at the stage, futons side by side.

but you were all gathered in the middle, clad in mismatched pyjamas, snacks tossed around, dinner melted in your stomachs. you were guaranteed that this night would hold a special place in your heart– something to look back to when change begins the next day.

"who's most likely to...?" kageyama falls back, head on a pillow beside hinata's thigh, a finger on his chin. "go to jail?"

you and tsukishima point at hinata. yamaguchi points at yachi, and she, including kageyama, sugawara, daichi, and shimizu, point at tanaka. asahi points at noya, as well as narita, kinoshita, and ennoshita.

"this one gets breaking and entering," kei says. "tanaka-san gets harrassment. noya for disorderly conduct."

you laugh and lean your shoulder on his, reaching over his lap for a mochi. you feel his nose tickle the top of your head, but it was one of the few subtle public affections he only gives you that night. kei bites on your dessert, glancing at you as a small way of expressing his gratitude.

"okay," hinata throws another pack of chips on the futon, bouncing lightly. "who's most likely to become a parent in the next 10 years?"

majority seemed to point at daichi and sugawara. they both gasp.

"why us?"

"you parent all of us!"

"we wouldn't have to if you all acted like you were properly disciplined," daichi says, eating a chip from koshi's hand. you missed the way the tips of his ears blushed.

"i think tsukishima here would be a dad first," tanaka teases. he cranes his leg and kicks his shin jovially. "eh? since you're the first one here to get a girlfriend out of all of us."

your cheeks flush, burning when kei gives you a quick glance before shrugging. nonetheless you shrug, placing your hands behind you to lean back. "i think kageyama would be a dad first."

ennoshita snorts. "i caught him talking to a girl the other day."

"he peed himself," hinata quips. "he was asking for his pen back, i'm pretty sure he'd be asking for his dignity back, too."

"fuck off, dumbass."

"i bet a thousand yen on kageyama being the first one to be a dad!" noya slams his fist, rattling the snacks on the futon. tsukishima scoffs, however ignored by the others as they buzz in excitement. "anyone on tsukishima?"

"me and yachi," yamaguchi raises his hand, lifting hitoka's. hinata joins them.

"what about me?" daichi points to himself. "i could be the first one to be a dad. i'm your senior!"

"a thousand yen on daddy daichi!"

"noya, you can't switch your bet!" tanaka yells. "stick to kageyama. i'm going with sawamura-san."

they look at you. "oh, i'm not joining."

"i am," tsukishima says. "i'm on daddy kageyama." he winks.

"please don't lose this bet," hinata pleads to his setter, hands clasped. "i don't want to lose a thousand yen. keep it in your pants."

"shut up, hinata!"

later that night, when everyone had laughed their way to sleep, you and tsukishima silently snuck out the dark gymnasium and into the open night sky, walking towards the football field and laying down in the middle of it, damp grass tickling your backs.

"seriously though, who do you think would be a dad first?" you ask him, craning your neck to the side to look at him. tsukishima was already looking at you, glasses askew, his eyebrows raised just the slighest.

"kageyama wouldn't get a girl pregnant until he's forty." he jests. "me though..."

his tone is playful, the way his shoulders come up to a shrug. you wheeze out and laugh, clutching your chest, even though it made you blush deeply. he only wrinkles his nose at you, but his smile reaches to his eyes. "i doubt, kei. i think daichi would be first."

"why didn't you say it?"

"you being their answer caught me off guard!" you argue, hands in the air. "whaddya think, though? should we let them win this?"

"i'm kinda surprised they think kageyama would be the first to be a dad considering he literally eye fucks a volleyball," he pokes your cheek. "i don't want to let them win though."

you pat his head. "don't knock me up until we're 41, 'kay?"

tsukishima got you pregnant at 27.

and while you were both elated at the sight of two lines at a cheap stick, it was soon dropped at the realization that you (technically he did) had let them won one of the bets.

("keep it inside you until you're forty!"

"i can't fucking do that, smartass.")

you both hoped that they'd long forgotten the 11 year bet, that the minute they stepped through the door, everyone would gasp at the sight of your growing belly and coo at the thought of little blondes running around your home and into their arms.

much to your dismay, it was the first thing they brought up.

"a thousand yen!" hinata exclaims, his hand already out to accept their cash.

they immediately hand out their cash in his palm before scurrying up to awe at your belly, all bent to face it. you place your hands on top, tsukishima splaying his fingers protectively on your hip.

"it's so big!"

"honey, don't say that," shimizu swats tanaka on his head.

yachi takes your hand in both hers, shaking in excitement. "how far long?!"

you smile. "four months."

kageyama, with hinata under his arm, approaches you with a grin so condescending. "i'm going to bully your child to death," he tells kei.

"i'm going to bully you to death, virgin boy."

"i- i am not a virgin!"

the rest of the evening was spent gawping at your belly. you'd only allowed asahi, daichi, hinata, yachi, shimizu, and the godfather yamaguchi to touch your stomach.

(yamaguchi had fainted when kei announced he'd be the godfather).

and while everyone else were occupied at the sport playing on the tv, you rest your back on kei's chest, body between his legs, laced fingers on top of your stomach. it felt like the sleepover back then; and you're too emotionally over the edge that it sends an overwhelming tear on your eyes.

tsukishima cranes his neck to look down at you and wipes your tear, pushing your hair behind you. "why you crying, love?"

"nothing," you sniffle, snuggling deeper into him. though he seemed to have read your mind, and placed a warm kiss on your temple.

"hey," nishinoya stands up, tanned arms stretching. "i bet a thousand yen little tsukishima here is a boy."

you and tsukishima yell at him to stop.

but 8 out of 15 voted for a girl (ennoshita, sugawara, yachi, shimizu, yamaguchi, you, tsukishima)

7 of those voted for a boy and strictly told tsukishima to train him to play volleyball.

those 7 players paid outside the delivery room when tsukishima came out with a babygirl in his hands, telling everyone that she was hoshi, who had his eyes and hair, but had your smile that he loved and adored.

[corvusphilia]

★ HOW THEY ACT WHEN THEY HAVE A CRUSH (KARASUNO EDITION)

୨ৎ featuring: daichi sawamura, koshi sugawara, asahi azumane, yuu nishinoya, ryunosuke tanaka, tobio kageyama, shoyo hinata, kei tsukishima, tadashi yamaguchi, keishin ukai

୨ৎ notes: first post!! rq are open guys send shit IN (omg haikyuu blog in 2024!!???). also yes i plan on writing crush headcanons for the other teams as well :>

also worth mentioning this is NOT timeskip and reader is implied to be around the same age as the characters (so highschool for most and adult for ukai)

i was gonna write for the girls as well but ive been writing this for the past 4 days and im tired 😭

★ DAICHI SAWAMURA ?!

He genuinely thinks acting like he's your dad or something is a good way of flirting. Sugawara teases him about it constantly. "Do you want to ask them out on a date or to sign adoption papers?"

And I don't mean it only in the cute way. He will scold you if you forget your jacket or something. But the words quickly catch in his throat when he gives you his and you put it on for the first time. Maybe you should keep forgetting yours, actually. For no reason. No reason at all.

Will bring extra food in case you're still hungry by the end of recess. Even makes mental notes about your favorites. This guy is a GENTLEMAN.

While he does reprimand you, it's nothing like he does to his team or his friends. In fact, he seems to calm down whenever you come into the picture. Nishinoya and Tanaka absolutely take advantage of it.

Suga might be the vice-captain, but the team treats you like the second in command. Doesn't matter if you're not part of the team or even a manager. You're now the second parent by correlation.

Speaking of which, Sugawara and Asahi absolutely play wingmen. Suga will come off a bit too strongly, talking about how Daichi is such a catch and you two would make such a cute couple, while Asahi sounds like he's doing a job interview in Daichi's name, listing all his positive qualities and whatnot. Their hearts are in the right place, at least.

He doesn't hesitate much before asking you out. He doesn't want to risk ruining your friendship, but he doesn't want to live with the regret of what could have been if he gave it a shot, either.

The sun was lazily setting in the horizon, painting the sky pleasant hues of orange and pink. It wasn't unusual for Daichi to walk you home — he insisted on it whenever he had the time, even he meant he would only get to his house past nightfall —, but he was weidly quiet. He smiled calmly when you questioned him on it, giving you a look and a sigh.

He came to a stop, standing in front of you. He took a deep breath before reaching into his bag, grabbing what looked like a note and holding it in both hands before stretching it towards you and bowing politely. His grasp was slightly shaky.

"I've been meaning to ask you this for a while..." He started, his voice soft, keeping his gaze on the ground. Maybe he was just being overly polite, or maybe he was a bit too scared to look you in the eyes. "You make me... incredibly happy, Y/N. I would like to do the same for you. If you'll let me, that is." He finally glanced up, looking at you through his eyelashes and his posture still low, his eyes filled equally with nervousness and hope. "I don't want to leave any doubts, so... I'll just go ahead and say it. Will you be mine?"

★ KOSHI SUGAWARA ?!

This guy is so whipped, it's not even funny. He doesn't even officially ask you out because he makes it so obvious he likes you. Like, c'mon, EVERYONE can tell he wants to marry you already.

The type to run up to you just to give you something he grabbed or bought because it made him think of you. Which happens very often, because he thinks of you all the time.

Very affectionate. Holds your hand whenever you two walk somewhere and hugs you as a greeting and as goodbye. Might even slip in a kiss on your cheek if he's feeling a little silly.

And god forbid some poor bastard mentions your name in a five mile radius of him. This motherfucker will take any chance he can get to yap about how amazing you are and how much he adores you and—

SO supportive. Genuinely, he thinks you're so talented in everything you do. If you have a specific thing you're passionate about, be ready for him to be bragging to everybody about it. More proud of your accomplishments than his own.

Straight up introduces you to people as his significant other after some time. What? He never asked to be your boyfriend? Well, it's not like you were gonna say no anyway, so...

"Y/N!" The cold winter air causes little wisps of smoke to form from his mouth as he runs over to you through the courtyard, an infectious smile on his face. He stops right in front of you, resting his hands on his knees for just a few seconds to catch his breath before holding out a bouquet in your direction. Roses, baby's breath, and cornflowers.

His smile grows even more when you grab it, a snicker escaping him at the slightly flushed look on your face. "So pretty, right? I saw it and thought of you, so obviously I had to get it." He explains, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "Don't look at the price tag, I forgot to take it off." He adds.

He waves a hand dismissively at your 'thank you'. "Don't mention it. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't get you something nice every now and then?" He mentions casually, and lets out a thoughtful hum when you mention that you two are, in fact, not officially dating.

"I guess I did never outright say it, huh? That's my mistake." For some reason, he doesn't sound bothered or reluctant at all. Instead, he grabs your hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Well, no reason to waste even more time. Come on, let me take you on our first official date."

★ ASAHI AZUMANE ?!

He doesn't flirt, let's get that out of the way. His idea of hitting on you is looking at you from a distance while praying you have more balls than him and will take initiative.

If you don't really know each other much, he's scared you'll be put off by his appearance and size. If you do, he's scared you think he's too much of a coward and have no interest.

His insecurities play a huge role in his reluctance. He thinks you're so pretty, and smart, and talented, and he's... well, himself. It's almost difficult to tell if he likes you or not, because while he is polite whenever you interact, he acts that way with everyone (who takes the time to actually speak with him, that is), and he actually seems to avoid you whenever possible, too.

Gets desperate enough he asks everyone in the team for advice. Daichi just says to "Be yourself", to which Suga gives him a side eye with a "Yeah, I don't think that'll work" comment, and the two start arguing rather than actually helping the poor guy out.

Nishinoya and Tanaka are... less than helpful, as you might imagine. Kageyama and Hinata don't know the first thing about dating, and he wasn't about to ask Tsukishima, either. Surprisingly (or not), the good advice came from Yagamuchi and Kiyoko.

It basically summed up to the fact that he needs to make his move before someone else does. Nothing too dramatic, but enough to let you know he's serious about it. At the end of the day, they had a 5 steps plan written out.

He had everything set to go, even went as far as to memorize a script he practiced in front of the mirror a few times this morning. However, when he finally stood in front of you, the sun of the afternoon hitting your features just right, his mind went blank.

"Huh..." He was slightly hunched over, absentmindedly fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. He quickly cleared his throat, seemingly remembering he couldn't just stand there looking at you like a creep, and reached inside his bag to pull out a small, heart-shaped chocolate box. He took a deep, shaky breath.

"I-I, huh... I need to tell you something..." He starts nervously, his brown eyes finally meeting yours, filled with fear and sincerity. "I... I've liked you for a while now, and..." That is not the script he planned out. "You're always on my mind. W-when I'm with you, everything just feels right. I don't really know how to say this, I'm probably making a fool out of myself, but... I like you. A lot."

★ YUU NISHINOYA ?!

This fucking guy has no shame whatsoever. Quite literally asked you to go out with him before he even told you his name. I firmly believe he's a love-at-first-sight kind of dude.

Now, how things progress depends highly on your reaction. If you're a bit shy, he thinks it's the cutest thing ever, but he will take it down a notch to not make you uncomfortable. Will still flirt, don't get me wrong, but a bit more lowkey. If you just accept or — god forbid — flirt back, he shortcuts. A hot person?? Likes HIM??? WHAT.

Like, all of his previous bravado is out the window if you accept. He flirts with a few people, sure, but he never actually expects to go anywhere. It's just kind of a fact that he's going to get turned down. So when things actually go right he doesn't know what to do anymore.

It doesn't last too long, though. After he takes a few minutes for his mind to process what just happened, he's bouncing off the walls.

SO protective. We've seen it with Kiyoko. Anytime a guy looks at you for just a little too long he's growling and foaming at the mouth. Better keep him from biting anyone's ankles.

"Wow, you're SUPER pretty!" The boy stated enthusiastically, stars in his eyes as he stares at you intently, seemingly trying to commit every detail to memory. You've seen him around, usually near the gym, but it looks like this is the first time he has seen you.

He takes a step closer, determination written all over his face. "Will you go out with me?" He asks a bit loudly and suddenly. When your face flushes, he takes a small step back, chuckling. "Ah— I'm Yuu Nishinoya, by the way! Probably should've said that first."

He nods happily when you introduce yourself as well, his eagerness returning to the surface. "Well, you didn't really answer me, so I'll ask again — wanna go out with me?" He repeats, half cocky half sheepish. However, his entire face falls when you give a positive response.

His eyes are wide and he just stares at you, mouth slightly agape. When you question if he's feeling well, his ears flush red as he seems to have find his voice again. "A-ARE YOU SERIOUS!? You said yes!? Wha— am I dreaming? I'm dreaming, aren't I!?" Despite the disbelief in his voice, he's smiling — a huge, excited, thankful smile. He's not leaving your side anytime soon.

★ RYUNOSUKE TANAKA ?!

Since I already covered love at first sight with Noya and we've already seen how he's like with Kiyoko, I'm going down a different route: friends to lovers. Also because this specific trope with him makes me SICK /pos.

He's a friendly guy when you get to know him and past his badboy persona, so he has many friends I feel like. He initially treats you like he does the others, being his usual weird ass self we all know and love.

But one time he sees you laugh at one of his shenanigans and he just pauses. Oh. Oh. This is not good.

Have you always been so pretty? I mean, he already knew you were, but this is another level. Now you're like, angelic. Ethereal, even. What just happened.

Immediately runs to Noya because he doesn't know what to do or even think. He just sees you as a friend, right? A close friend. A hot, funny, amazing, kissable friend. Yeah, that doesn't sound right even to him when he says it outloud.

Doesn't take long for him to come to terms with it honestly and the entire team has to hold him back from proposing to you the next time he sees you.

He waits by the classroom's door, an uncharacteristically nervous look in his eyes. He sucks in a sharp breath when the bell rings and you stand from your desk, slinging your bag over your shoulder while making your way to the exit. "Y/N." He calls out to gain your attention, and his face immediately flushes when you look at him.

Your eyes are so beautiful it's unfair. He lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding in. "Will you ma—" He pauses, looking at something right behind you. You look back to see Nishinoya half-hiding behind a wall, shaking his head 'No' quickly. Tanaka clears his throat and you look back at him. "... I-I mean, will you... Go out with me? Maybe? Please?"

He sounds almost pleading and a little unsure. He stutters an explanation when he notices your taken aback expression. "I know this came outta nowhere and I know we're like, best buds or whatever, but... God, I really wanna kiss you." His face goes bright red when he realizes what he just said and he starts rambling another flustered excuse. How cute.

★ TOBIO KAGEYAMA ?!

A little like Asahi, he just kind of stares at you from a distance and hope you get the hint. Totally unware of the fact he has a major resting bitch face and is looking at you so aggressively it looks like he's thinking about beating your ass after school or something.

Completely oblivious to the fact he likes you. He's never liked anyone before. His entire life has always been volleyball this and volleyball that — he doesn't know the first thing about crushes.

Surprisingly thoughtful, though. The type to get you your favorite drink from the vending machine when he goes to grab his milk box. He doesn't even think much about it, it's just so natural to him.

Also very perceptive. He comes off as an airhead most of the time, but when it comes to volleyball, he's incredibly observant. Now he's the same way with you as well. Always knows what you're feeling before you have to say anything or if you need something.

And that's how everyone else realizes he likes you and tell him about it (because again, he genuinely could not tell that his feelings are romantic on his own. How can someone be so smart and so dumb at the same time).

He's in denial for a good while, but the more he thinks about it, the more sense it makes. Some teammates try to give him advice (because they don't trust him at all to do this by himself), but in the end he ignores all of it and just says what feels right at the time.

"I swear, you'd be helpless without me." He grumbles, dragging you away from the confrontation, his hand firmly but not tightly wrapped around your wrist. Karasuno had a game against another school, and one of the guys from said school apparently thought you were really cute. So much so he was trying everything to get your contact information before Tobio stepped in.

Just thinking about the situation pisses him off. He scoffs, squeezing your wrist slightly, but there's something more than just frustration on his face. Doubt, perhaps? He looks back at you, eyebrows furrowed. "You weren't really thinking about giving him your number, were you?" He asks, his voice almost too soft before it rises in tone again.

"I mean, he's average looking at best, and a shit player, and... And I'm better!" He blurted, cheeks flushing slightly. He averts his gaze, his thumb grazing over your knuckles. "So... Just give me your number, dumbass."

★ SHOYO HINATA ?!

I need to mention, he looks like he's so easy to fall in love with. Like he's so kind and considerate and with a high emotional intelligence. Very much boyfriend material I wish more people would see him like that instead of an uwu baby yk.

Anyway, back on track. I feel like he'd fluctuate between shy and bold a lot. Like, if you flirt or give hints that you might like him back, he's blushing and kicking his feet and shit, but it is very much not uncommon for him to take initiative.

Especially after matches. The adrenaline is still pumping in his veins and he barely even registers that maybe he's being a bit forward.

If you don't know him really well it's a bit difficult to tell that he has feelings because he's just. so nice. to everyone. But if you do, it's hard to miss the tenderness in his eyes everytime he looks at you.

Insists you come to his games. It's simple math in his head: the two things he loves the most (aside from, yknow, his mom and sister and all that) are volleyball and you, so if he can just mix them together, he'll be the happiest guy in the planet.

It was a tough game — Karasuno barely managed to win right during the last set. The winning point was, of course, scored by Shoyo. The crowd was cheering, his teammates screaming loudly and gathering around him, but in the middle of the ruckus, his eyes are fixated on a single someone.

He dodged Nishinoya and Tanaka and, to the team's confusion, ran towards the stands. It wasn't until everyone say you simultaneously running in his direction that they understood what was going on. Shoyo practically pounced on you, wrapping his arms around your torso tightly and doing his best to lift you and give you a little spin, almost knocking both of you to the ground in his attempt.

His smile was bright enough to outshine the sun. He pulled away just a little so he could look you in the eyes, the two of you still intertwined. "Thank you so much for being here!" He exclaimed, like his success was solely due to you — to your presence. The look in his eyes was a little different as he leaned in slightly before hesitating. Daichi called him over so they could formally bid farewell to the other team, and he gave you a final squeeze before reluctantly pulling away. "Wait for me, okay? I'll walk you home today!"

★ KEI TSUKISHIMA ?!

This fucking guy is so in denial. No, I'm serious, he'd rather eat glass than admit that he likes somebody. He's always seen relationships and especially crushes as a waste of time and energy, things he couldn't be bothered to spare.

So he's extra mean when he realizes he likes you. Is it an attempt to push you away? Kind of. Is it because he genuinely kind of hates you for the way you make him feel? A little. Is it because he's secretly an awkward motherfucker that doesn't know a thing about how to be romantic? Mostly.

News flash: it doesn't work, independently of your reaction. If you just ignore him and don't give him a reaction, he's frustrated but grows to respect you even more for dealing with his sassy ass with that much grace. If you get sad, he feels genuinely bad for the first time in his life. If you get angry, turns out you look really damn cute when pissed off and that's not helping his case either. If you sass him back, he might just get on one knee.

So he just... gives up. He still teases and pokes fun at you, obviously, but now it doesn't sound as mean. If anything, it's friendly banter. He can't deny that he enjoys having you around.

It raised some eyebrows when Tsukishima told everyone he was leaving practice early because he was helping you study. Hinata and Kageyama had to practically get on their knees and beg him to tutor them, and even then, he always looked so annoyed doing it. With you, he almost had a little smile on his face. Almost.

He snapped his fingers in front of your face a few times. "Hey, idiot, pay attention." He scolded, pointing back to the open book in front of you. "I'm not explaining it a second time." He added, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms, his long legs stretched out in front of him.

He can't help the small grin that forms on his face when you whine about his 'mean' treatment. "You haven't seen me being mean yet, pipsqueak." He teased, looking down at you through his glasses. He exhales through his nose in an almost-laugh, his voice dropping just barely over a whisper, a tenderness in his tone you're not really familiar with. "You're lucky I kinda like you."

★ TADASHI YAMAGUCHI ?!

Dude is SO flustered around you, like, constantly. Like can-barely-get-a-sentence-out typa shit. Kei has to verbally smack him and tell him to fucking get it together — he's not gonna win you over by being a wuss (or maybe he will, who knows what you're into).

But that's mostly during the honeymoon stage. After the butterflies in his stomach start to go away, they're replaced by a deep sense of comfort whenever he's around you.

Takeda said that Tadashi would have the least trouble out of everyone when it came to dating and he was RIGHT. This guy is such a sweetie. Always saving you a seat and sharing his lunch with you and just watching out for you in general. He's so considerate :(

You make him not so insecure anymore and that's all he could have asked for. Whenever he messes up or just acts like a dork, he feels his heart drop thinking that he messes up any chance he might have had with you, but when you just smile and reassure him he falls in love all over again.

Tadashi has been profusely apologizing to you for the past fifteen minutes now, no matter how many times you tried to insist that it's fine. He was practicing his serves and you were unfortunate enough to get a ball right to the back of the head, and he rushed you to the nurse's office immediately despite you saying it didn't hurt that much.

"I'm so sorry, I promise it was an accident!" He said for what must have been the third time. There wasn't much that the nurse could do aside from giving you headache medicine and telling you to lie down for a while, and he decided to miss practice so he could stay with you while you rested.

"Does it hurt?" He questioned, his eyes soft and full of worry, and his shoulders tensed a little at your answer of 'kinda'. He grabbed your hand, idly playing with your fingers, either to calm you or himself down. "... I want to make it up to you somehow." He stated gently, not daring to look at you. "... I'll walk you home and buy you a snack from the convenience store, okay? You can ask for whatever you want, no matter the price." He paused, then added with a sheepish smile, "Well... Maybe the price matters a little bit."

★ KEISHIN UKAI ?!

Listen. He definitely looks like he has rizz. Does he actually? No. Absolutely not. Like, he has so much negative rizz it does a full spin and actually works out. Absolute man failure.

Deadass the kind to do that yawn and arm around your shoulder thing and think he's nailing it. Like, dude you're not THAT old, c'mon now.

Fluctuates between being a gentleman and just being a scrub a lot. Will open the car door and pull a chair for you only to light up a cigarette and not notice the smoke is going straight in your direction until you start coughing.

He does try, though. Definitely makes an effort to take you on a nice date whenever his money allows it (and sometimes when it doesn't). He's had flings before, sure, but you're special and he doesn't want to mess it up like he always does.

You barely heard the doorbell ringing with the sound of the rain hitting your roof. When you opened it, Keishin stood there, absolutely drenched in a dress shirt and an undone tie around his neck, water dripping down from his hair to his face as he holds out a bouquet in your direction. He sighs deeply.

"I wanted to surprise you, but my car broke down halfway here and then this fuckin' rain hit." He explained, rubbing the back of his neck. You told him to come inside and grabbed him a towel, and he started to dry his hair before sitting on the couch when he was sure he wasn't dripping water all over the place anymore.

He glanced at you, a somewhat guilty look on his face. "... Sorry I messed it up. I wanted to do something nice for once, but..." He trailed off. You sat next to him, a hand on his shoulder as you reassured him it was okay. When you suggested watching a movie since he was already here anyway, he perked up, almost like an invisible tail started wagging behind him. "Really?" He questioned, a bit baffled before trying to hold back a smile as he relaxed next to you, reaching an arm around your shoulders. "... That doesn't sound half bad, doll face."

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[burningfairytales]

On Bokuto being Fukurodani’s captain

I promised myself I wouldn’t make another Bokuto defence post, but I’ve been reliably informed the Fukurodani tag is lacking posts and I’m here to contribute.

We’ve probably all seen it - the post that is like, “every captain acts like a father figure to their team, and then there’s Fukurodani”

And I mean, it’s funny. It got a good chuckle out of me, too, because that is how jokes work. Jokes have to be funny, they don’t necessarily have to be true.

Because yes. For Karasuno, whose line-up consists of three first-years, and the dynamic duo Tanaka-and-Noya, sure, Daichi is more of a father figure. So is Kuroo, I suppose, for Nekoma (though where Daichi is the tough-love kind of dad, I see Kuroo as the “hey x, i’m dad” kind of person.)

And it works for them, because that’s what those teams need.

They’re young. They’re chaotic. They need a voice of reason (Karasuno) or, failing that, at least someone who’s capable of mediating in a fight. Who’s willing to tell the children to suck it up and make up, even if they weren’t in the wrong (Nekoma).

A captain should be what the team needs, after all.

But that is not how Fukurodani works.

Fukurodani has a completely different dynamic than Nekoma and Karasuno. Sure, they bicker. They probably fight, too. But listen. Save Akaashi and Onaga, the entire team is made up of third years - and we all know that in terms of maturity, Akaashi is on their level if not higher.

(Sorry Onaga. I’m afraid I don’t know enough about him yet to include him in that statement. Doesn’t come across as particularly childish either, for what it’s worth!)

So you’ve got an elite team. A team of more-or-less adults. The millennial kind of of adults, maybe - the “i need an adultier adult” kind. But a team of people who know when it’s okay to fool around and when it’s time to call it quits.

In a team like that, what use is a father figure?

And then there’s Bokuto.

Bokuto who is very much not mature at all. Bokuto who doesn’t know when to stop, when to call it quits. Bokuto who goes out to play not for the sake of winning, but to enjoy playing. To have fun. Winning is just the result of that.

Bokuto who looks at his teammates and gives them permission to just fool around and have fun, just for the sake of it. Want to try a cool spike? Great! It worked? That’s awesome, teach me how to do it.

Didn’t work? Too bad, try again.

Bokuto who gently and sometimes not-so-gently pushes his team. Try harder. Do better. Not because it’s disappointing if they don’t, but because it’s more fun if they do - because Bokuto firmly believes that they can.

Fukurodani is a great team. An elite team. They know they’re good. Maybe sometimes, just “good” feels like enough to them - but never to Bokuto. If you run three laps today, you might make it to four tomorrow. Maybe five laps the day after.

Bokuto is the kind of person who reaches, who moves forward, who doesn’t want to stop improving.

He’s also the kind of person who motivates his teammates to try harder simply because that’s what he does. They don’t want to fall behind. If Bokuto can do it, then so can we.

I think it’s such in important scene, at the end of the match against Mujinazaka, when Bokuto shakes hands with Kiryuu - not just because, despite their loss, Kiryuu can honestly say that he’s glad he played his last match against Bokuto, though I’d say that says a lot about Bokuto in general. It’s not a bad thing, losing to him. It’s sad - of course it’s sad, but it’s not frustrating. They played a good game. Hell, they had fun. It’s an acceptable loss.

But the really important part, to me, is when Bokuto holds onto his hand and tells him, “you should tell your team to give you better tosses. Even if it’s asking too much. You should still do it.”

Because not only does that show that Bokuto isn’t an idiot - he’s very much aware of what goes on on the field. He noticed that most of those tosses sucked. Kiryuu is amazing for managing to hit those, and Bokuto isn’t afraid of telling him that.

And it’s not even that he’s telling his opponent, hey, you’re already pretty incredibly and you could spike better if the set-up worked in your favour. (Because contrary to what seems a popular opinion, Bokuto’s “I’m the best!�� Doesn’t mean “everyone else sucks.” I don’t understand why people tend to make him egoistical. Bokuto stops at nothing to tell others when they’re doing well and compliment them.)

No, the really important part of that exchange is that Bokuto is also saying, you aren’t letting your team improve if you keep letting them keep get away with this.

And it’s true, isn’t it. You can help your classmate cheat or do your coworker’s work for them - it saved them in that moment, maybe, but they will not learn. You’re taking away their opportunity for improvement.

Kiryuu can tell his team, it’s okay if your tosses are shit, I will hit them anyway. But at the end of the day, those tosses are still going to be shit. It doesn’t make them better players, and if any of them want to keep playing after high school they’re going to be in a lot of trouble, because not everyone will be able to hit them - or be even willing to try.

So no, Bokuto is about the farthest thing from a father figure. But he pushed his team to do better. Forces them to pick up the pace one way of another, sometimes maybe through his bad moods, but also by motivating them to stop accepting “good” as “good enough.”

And look, I’m not completey oblivious. I’m fairly certain Bokuto is probably not great at handling the official side of being captain - club applications and funding requests and whatever needs handling. But he’s not doing it alone, is he?

And of course Akaashi is impressive, making vice-captain as a second year. And I’m willing to bet Bokuto was the first to insist he’d have to do it.

So you’ve got the captain who pushes and the vice-captain who keeps things level. I’d say that’s the kind of team Fukurodani needs as their captains, don’t you?

[sad-stucky-shipper-107]

SKSRJSRLKSGJD

TSUKKI IS SUFFERING LMFAOOOO. LOOK AT HIM FORCED TO BE A PART OF THE TEAM. LOOK AT HIS ENRAGED LITTLE FACE.

I feel like this panel perfectly encapsulates their personalities lmfao. Hinata Is trying not to cry, Kageyama is happy but has no fucking idea how to express it. Tsukki is apathetic and Yamaguchi just fuckin surprised he made it.

DADCHI FUCKIN KNEW I CALLED IT.

WHO IS THIS CUTIE.

HE’S FUCKIN ADORABLE.

I LOVE HIM HE’S PRECIOUS.

KDJKDSK SENSEI YOU WHAT?

SENSEI PLZ

??? WHATS THIS??? A PLOT TWIST???

Tanaka plz

SUGA-SAN ILY

WHO SAYS KAGEYAMA IS AN ARROGANT ASSHOLE?! WHO SAYS THAT?! I JUST WANNA TALK- I SWEAR I JUST WANT TO TALK-

POOR BBY HE’S SO NERVOUSE LMFAOOO

I CALL BULLSHIT TO EVERYONE WHO SAYS THE SUGA-MAMA AGENDA IS NOT REALL

THEIR FACES PLZ. ALSO OMG DAD FRIEND DAICHI AGENDA VALIDATED?!!!!

[stanspilled]

while i'm at it sugawara team mom and daichi team dad is wrong. daichi is easily the "scary" mom in charge who keeps everyone in line (but not unnecessarily and is still caring) and suga is the chill "fun" dad who doesn't do much but when he gets mad the room is silent (inspired by the scene when he yells super loud on the sidelines in their match and the whole place goes silent)

[gaygentbrontosaurus]

what Haikyuu characters smell like

…. because i’m sick of the sandalwood - vanilla bullshit, they're all in high school, they all smell like Axe or sweat

Hinata Shouyou

doesn't shower, but probably still has baby sweat so he doesn't stink

Kageyama Tobio

smells like Nivea cream. Very clean, very nice but also big baby vibes

Tsukishima Kei

showers with what his mom packed him so probably some organic oat-scented shit

Yamaguchi Tadashi

actually cares about his products and smells nice for a teenager but nobody notices

Ennoshita Chikara

Axe. Because everyone is using it, not because he thinks it's cool.

Nishinoya Yuu

doesn't shower. Also Axe.

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

showers sometimes, but only when his sister says that he stinks. Axe.

Azumane Asahi

one of the only people that actually smell attractive. definitely had an Axe phase in middle school tho. 

Sugawara Koushi

the only one on the team with a fresh shirt every practice, smells like fresh laundry

Sawamura Daichi

dad smell, like 3 in 1 hair, body, face and working in the garage

Iwaizumi Hajime

responsible adult, has a nice cologne and doesn't use too much of it, just enough. buys body wash in bulk because it’s cheaper and more convenient.

Oikawa Tooru

smells like everything. has a nice (in his opinion) perfume, strongly scented floral body wash, citrusy shampoo and coconut body butter. he is living his best life but everyone has to deal with his smell that enters the room before he does.

Matsukawa Issei & Hanamaki Takahiro

bought Axe and “manly man” body wash for shits and giggles and “ironically” use them. but in the end they still smell like Axe. also yes they bought one of each and share everything.

Yahaba Shigeru

easily impressed by Oikawa, also experiments with different smells but thankfully he’s more subtle with it

Kyoutani Kentarou

Axe.

Terushima Yuuji

Axe.

Aone Takanobu

nice, subtle scent, smells cozy.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

soap is soap, so also Axe.

Tendou Satori

either washes with just water or has a very specific and complicated hair care routine. there is no inbetween. smells like sandalwood and no one knows why.

Shirabu Kenjirou

Axe.

Daishou Suguru

you would think he’s edgy and different, but deep down we all know he uses Axe.

Miya Atsumu

Axe. He is THE prime Axe user. if someone thinks it's cool and manly it's Miya Atsumu.

Miya Osamu

Axe. but one of the milder ones

Suna Rintarou

doesn’t care. Axe.

Haiba Lev

stole his dads fancy cologne, which would be nice and all if he didn’t shower with a chocolate-scented body wash.

Kozume Kenma

long haired gamer. doesn’t shower. probably borrows deodorant from someone on the team because he didn’t pack any and doesn’t care how he smells. so Axe.

Yamamoto Taketora

doesn’t shower. Axe.

Kuroo Tetsurou

token “manly highschooler smell”. overuses Calvin Klein cologne. but shower gel? Axe. ironically watches the alpha male self care routines but secretly notes the shit down.

Yaku Morisuke

buys his products in those mom shops, all his products smell nice like lavender, jasmine or cotton and are vegan, clean and non-gmo.

Akaashi Keiji

takes care of himself. uses basic products, but has a separate product for everything, doesn’t believe in the 3 in 1 (actually uses a conditioner and face wash). smells like he showers regularly so the rest of the team is greatly impressed.

Bokuto Koutarou

Axe. douses himself with the deodorant. definitely had a tutti frutti phase in the past 2 years.

Sakusa Kiyoomi

rubbing alcohol, uses only hypoallergenic, non-scented products.

Yachi Hitoka

bought a strawberry-scented soap because it looked really cute. doesn’t like the scent at all but still uses it because she is anxious to tell her mom to get her a new one.

Shimizu Kiyoko

smells very feminine, uses fancier brands with floral smells.

Ukai Keishin

cigarettes. bought cologne to impress women but rarely uses it.

Takeda Ittetsu

laundry detergent. always has clean clothes and changes often.

[bengiyo]

Don't Care for an Old Man's Underwear Ep 10 Stray Thoughts

This watch made possible thanks to @isaksbestpillow.

Last time, Hasegawa had the baseball team talk to Kakeru about why he felt uncomfortable with them. Over a series of conversations, the guys came to a better understanding about how their behavior made others uncomfortable, and realized that sometimes those behaviors make them uncomfortable too. On top of that, we got to see the baseball team mingle with Kakeru's girl friends. Elsewhere, Moe asked Makoto to go with Mika to the concert. Mika shared with Makoto that when she was in a dark place, RANDOM gave her something fun as a mental break and helped her make it through. Makoto listened closely and came to the fantastic analysis that RANDOM is the Okita family's benefactor. He had a great time at the concert with Mika, let her hang out with her fellow fans after the concert, did some research on his new bias, and then finally shared his research with Mika. They had a fantastic night, and met their kids on the way home. They invited Daichi and Madoka to hang out with them, and then Madoka proposed to Daichi in front of the Okita family. They later went to tell Daichi's mom and it was beautiful. I cried. We left at the family waiting to hear from Madoka, who went home to tell his family.

Oh no. Mihoko is definitely talking to Daichi's dad.

The costuming here feels intentional. Daichi and Makoto have come so far together that it feels like they're on the same page with their clothes looking so similar in color scheme.

Also, Makoto has become such a better listener. He can respond in compassionate ways to Daichi now that is supported by the earnestness he's always had.

I just love how thoughtful Makoto has become.

Kakeru looks so much more relaxed these days. He's having big youth moments.

Aw, Makoto was trying on the makeup trivia, and they dunked on my man.

Madoka succeeded!!! 🎉

Is Daichi's dad back to be homophobic? Sir, do you realize you are in the penultimate episode of the improving yourself and unlearning toxic masculinity show?

I am mad. I like Makoto slowing down to think about how best to support Daichi here.

I am with the makeup rival that they may be unintentionally encouraging Shizuka to change herself for her romantic interests.

Sir, your intellectualized homophobia is not cute.

I remain a fan of Haranishi.

Mika is such a good mom. I love the way she listens to Kakeru and gets him to the emotional core of his feelings. I also like that she doesn't disguise that some things aren't easy.

I will never forget Daichi. It's so rare that the characters can tell you how their own internalized homophobia cripples them in front of their relatives.

Yes, Kakeru! Tell him to meddle!

Well well well, Kakeru, look at you taking your own advice.

Wow, this man has gone too far. Do not talk to someone else's kid this way.

Yes, Makoto. Please go kick this man's ass.

This is such a difficult episode. There really is nothing you can say to someone to remove the infection of internalized homophobia. It's so upsetting because we learn shame at home. That's what this man put into his son. He is so rude, and I need him to have his ass handed to him pronto.

This was such a great episode reflecting on where we all fit into the society. I keep thinking about the scene about the colleague of theirs who got downsized. We contort ourselves to fit in only to be discarded when we're no longer useful, and then we lose our spouses.

I'm looking forward to the conclusion of this show, but I know I will miss it so dearly.

[ioveaether]

NEW ROMANTICS | social media au

shoyo hinata x male!reader

Characters (2/2)

Tadashi Yamaguchi - 1st year, electrical engineering major. roommates with tsukkishima. he's a really a shy and anxious person, but overall a really nice guy. he do also likes to tease his friends along with tsukkishima. he's quite the bookworm actually. whenever tsukkishima leaves the apartment (either to go to the grocery store, or just for a small walk), he always finds him with his face in another book. he's also a backup middle blocker and pinch server in the volleyball's team.

Kei Tsukkishima - 1st year, history/sports major. roommates with yamaguchi. a very blunt guy, who loves to rile up his teammates all the time. some people even describe him as an asshole sometimes. but despite the whole arrogant personality, he also has a really low-esteem and thinks of himself as inferior. usually if he's not with yamaguchi, he has his headphones on and listening to mysic, ignoring everything around him. he also plays as a middle blocker in the volleyball's team.

Koushi Sugawara - 3rd year, educational psychology major. roommates with daichi and asahi. he's a really soothing and gentle person, and also the biggest supporter and encouragement in the volleyball team. even with his calm personality, he's also really chaotic at times, that even daichi himself has to stop him from doing something. he plays as a backup setter for the volleyball team, and is also the vice captain.

Daichi Sawamura - 3rd year, sociology/political science major. roommates with sugawara and asahi. he's a very caring and responsible guy, who always puts his team and friends first. but behind that patient and understanding persona, he's also really terrifying if you anger him. he's like the dad of the group in some way... he plays as an opposite hitter and captain in the volleyball team.

Asahi Azumane - 3rd year, fashion design major. roommates with sugawara and daichi. as a person who looks quite scary, his personality is actually the opposite of his appearance! he's a quiet, gentle and slightly anxious guy. his friends has said that he takes everything to heart, which leaves him depressed at times. he plays as an opposite hitter in the volleyball team, and is also the ace (even if he doesn't really see himself as one...)

Chikara Ennoshita - 2nd year, psychology/biology major. roommates with kinoshita and narita. he's usually quiet and reserved, sometimes acting bold only in front of the other second-years. beside [name], he's also able to control tanaka and nishinoya if they ever do something stupid. and whenever someone is having a hard time, he loves to lend a helping hand and listen to the person's problems. he's also a backup outside hitter in the volleyball team.

Hisashi Kinoshita - 2nd year, sports major. roommates with ennoshita and narita. he's a kind and somewhat shy individual, but he do gets along very well with his team and [name]. he also really likes to tease and make fun of his friends. because of his somewhat busy schedule of working in the café and looking after his two little sisters, he doesn't really hang out with his friends a lot, except when he has volleyball practice. he's a backup wing spiker and pinch server.

Kazuhito Narita - 2nd year, business major. roommates with ennoshita and kinoshita. a calm and friendly guy, who doesn't get riled up very easily. usually people mistake him for tanaka or "tanaka's twin". his friends one even saw him with a girl, that they have never seen before, and since then they tease him about his "secret girlfriend". he's a backup middle blocker for the volleyball's team.

Kiyoko Shimizu - 3rd year, business/sports major. roommates with yachi. she's a really quiet and reserved girl. normally, even if she doesn't show it a lot, she's a really caring person towards her friends and the team. she's known as the "3rd year beauty", because of her looks. and because of that, both nishinoya and tanaka are like her "guardians" and protecting her from people trying to flirt with her (she just ends up smacking them instead...). she's also one of the karasuno volleyball team's manager, along with yachi.

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[wheredoipunch]

daichi x sugawara

Suga was losing his smile recently.

The stress of simply existing was getting to him, and it was like the walls were closing in. 

Suga had made some bad decisions.

His wrists weren't bleeding. The stray cat he fed was just being grumpy. His smile wasn't getting faker and faker. He just hadn't slept well. His eyes weren't losing their sparkle. He was just concentrating on volleyball. He hadn't been himself lately. He was just focused on his studies.

Lies.

Sugawara Koushi was a fucking liar.

Every day, he felt like he was suffocating. He was drowning in the deep, black ocean, with no one to find him. His lungs were filling with water, he was screaming for help, but then he decided he didn't need to. Because he deserved this. He deserved to die alone, with nobody by his side. He deserved everything the world threw at him.

Or, at least that's what he thought.

Well, no matter. Nobody else's opinion was ever heard anyway, because Suga had been distancing himself from everybody in his life. 

"Koushi, are you okay?" Daichi asked, snapping Suga out of his thoughts.

"Huh? Yeah, yeah, totally fine." Suga said.

"No, you're not. And you're going to tell me what's bothering you." Daichi said sternly, and Suga knew it was over because he used his i-am-captain-and-dad-to-a-bunch-of-kids-my-age-and-i-have-to-keep-them-in-check voice, not his suga-is-my-friend-and-i-care-deeply-about-him-and-want-him-to-be-okay voice.

So Suga told him everything.

Including his twelve step plan to putting himself out of his misery.

"Oh my god, Koushi…I– why didn't you say something? Please don't end it. Ever. Please. Everybody would be crushed." Daichi's eyes welled up with tears, and his voice cracked.

"Well, there is one thing I wanted to say to you before it's all over, but I guess I won't ever have to tell you now."

"You can still tell me, if you want."

"I'm gay, Daichi."

"Oh," Daichi blinked in surprise. "Suga, you know almost everyone on our volleyball team is gay, right? There's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Not to my parents." Suga's bottom lip quivered and he looked away, ashamed.

"Suga," Daichi said, sweetly, "we all care about you, no matter what, okay? You are amazing. You are kind. You are Sugawara Koushi, and that is the biggest complement anybody could give you. Who cares what they think? It's your life."

And then the dam broke.

Suga held onto Daichi and sobbed, letting all his frustration, anger, and pain out into the brunette's chest. Daichi immediately wrapped his arms around him, and rubbed circles gently on his back as he whispered sweet nothings.

After Suga had cried until there were no tears left, he pulled away sniffling. 

"Sorry." he muttered, embarrassed that he had probably got his tears and snot on Daichi's hoodie.

"Don't apologise. It's normal. You're human, Koushi," Daichi reassured him. Then, he leaned down slightly and kissed Suga on the forehead. "You can tell me anything. Anything at all, okay? I will never judge you."

"Well, there is one more thing I've been wanting to tell you." Suga blushed, biting his lip.

"What?"

"I'm in love with you, Daichi." Suga whispered.

Daichi's mouth fell open, as he confusedly stared at Suga. "Oh god, I knew I shouldn't have said that, I'm so sorry, uh, can we forget about—" Suga started rambling, but was interrupted by Daichi, kissing him softly. Delicately. As if he pressed his lips just a bit harder, Suga would break, would disappear, and it would all be over.

After a few seconds, Daichi pulled away.

Suga was crying again.

Tears dripped down his pink cheeks and rolled down to his chin as he bit his lip and cried softly.

"Shit, why are you crying? Should I have not done that?" Daichi gasped. "Am I a bad kisser?"

Suga slapped his arm gently. "No, these are happy tears. I've wanted that for so long now." Daichi sighed in relief. 

"And, for the record, you are a pretty great kisser." Suga teased.

"Shut up!" Daichi blushed, his tan skin now tinted with bright red.

"I love you."

"...I love you too."

[realcube]

˖°.𓆩♡𓆪 .°˖ TROPEOLOGY for @laid-backcamp

𓆩♡𓆪 part of my lovers level — 3k follower event

𓆩♡𓆪 chosen character: daichi sawamura

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ YOUR TROPES ARE...

SOULMATE AU!

this would be especially cute in the setting of the coffee shop oml. obviously there are different types of soulmate aus but the ones i was thinking of was firstly, the type where anything you write on your body in ink appears on your soulmate's body too. this would be cute closer to the end of your coffee shop romance when he finally asks for your number, and when you give it to him, you write it on his hand then as you're both leaving, you suddenly realise that your number appeared on your hand as well, meaning that he is your soulmate 🥺 and then you could either tell him excitedly or wait for him to figure it out himself lol. another soulmate au that i think would work for the two of you is the one in which everyone sees in black and white until they first make eye-contact with their soulmate, then they can see in colour. bc for the first couple days, when both of you are checking each other out when the other one isn't looking, nothing actually happens (bc you're not making eye-contact) but after days go by, eventually the two of you coincidentally go to look at each other at the same time, then you lock eyes and the whole world brightens up and you know that you've found your person 😭

FIRST LOVE

first love as in you are both each other's first long-term relationship. but you probably didn't figure this out until like a while into the relationship, maybe 6 months. you knew he was your first love but you kinda assumed he had at least one long-term girlfriend before you, solely because of how chivalrous and patient he is. he is such a good communicator, he always says the right things to cheer you up, he's very respectful of boundries and treats your relationship as a priority. overall he is such a good boyfriend (and so attractive), you thought there was no way he hasn't had a girlfriend before. meanwhile, little did you know he was thinking the exact same about you 😭 and one day, you guys are just talking, maybe about a couple the two of you were friends with that broke up, and you off-handedly mention how lucky you are that daichi is your first ever boyfriend, opposed to some womanizing scumbag, and he's like 😱 "no way am i your first boyfriend" then he explains that you're his first too!! and once you realise that you're both each other's first, the dynamic becomes all the more sweet.

TEAM MUM AND DAD

idk if there is a proper name for this trope; it kinda relates to found family a bit but.. not quite. i think the idea of you bringing all of his friends with you to the fairs/carnivals on dates would be so cute and funny, so the trope i am referring to is how you and daichi take on almost parental roles at these events. as in you are always looking out for everyone esle and making sure they're having a good time and eating enough food/ drinking enough water so they don't pass out from heatstroke, but also not eating too much that they end up being sick on the rollercoatsers. this is especially prevalent with tanaka, nishinoya, hinata and kageyama. the rest of the team is pretty mild and would get on fine on their own, but those four.. oh no. in fact they are so chaotic they might even get other members of the team involved in their shenanigans. like nishinoya and tanaka would keep trying to peer pressure asahi into going on the scary rides, meanwhile asahi is utterly terrified, so you and daichi would have to stop them from dragging asahi into the line lol.

for @laid-backcamp: hehe i love the ideas you have for your self-ship! so creative and the two of you are just such cuties!

[blockedbykei]

REQUEST FOR DAD!TSUKKI!!!!

him bringing hoshi to his vb play w karasuno, and babygirl accidentally got hit/smack by a ball!

mmmm wanna see his reaction👀👀

had fun writing this. thank you for your request!

kei and his old team had a pact to meet once a month to play in their old gym at the karasuno campus.

this was the first time hoshi was allowed to come.

he was always reluctant to allow her watch a match in fear of getting hurt; or maybe the heat inside the gym would give her a fever. kei had always said that it was best she stayed home until she was old enough to understand the game.

but hoshi, as she got older, became more pushy. six was an age you'd both underestimated, thinking she was obedient and would listen that it wasn't the time for her to watch a match just yet. but she was as strong-willed as kei– reasoning that she was a big girl (a statement he hated; he didn't want her to be a big girl just yet) and that she was with you so she would be okay to watch.

and hoshi was kei's weakness.

so now she sits beside you on one of the benches, resting her elbow on kei's gym bag as she hands him his waterbottle. he takes it from her small hands and rubs her head, before drinking.

"hoshi-chan!" hinata comes running buy, his arms open to engulf the little girl in a hug. she squeals and runs to him. "long time no see, little tsukishima."

"uncle hinata!"

her little voice rings out in an echo. yachi and kiyoko comes greeting you in side hugs and cheek kisses, setting their own bags down beside yours on the bench.

"feels like i'm back in high school," kiyoko sighs. "except now i'm married to one of these children."

"hi, hoshi-bear!" yachi squeals, running towards your daughter. "i've missed you so much! let me put your hair up! it's so hot in here..."

"tsukki," yamaguchi nudges his shoulder. "has she met our seniors?"

kei shrugs. "she has but i don't think she's remembered them." he looks behind, seeing hoshi perched between yachi's lap, her hair in yachi's hands to be tied. "hoshi when you're done, come say hi to them."

"okay!"

when she meets them, though, it felt similar to when yachi had first met the volleyball team; she hid behind kei's legs, peeking over his right thigh, gripping his shorts into little fists. kei chuckles, a hand reached down to place on her spine.

"it's alright honey," he hushes her. "they're nice. you can take their money."

hoshi points to asahi. "he's scary."

you bring her finger down, holding it in your palms, tutting. "what'd we say about pointing, sweetheart?"

asahi pouts, back slumping and his expression falling. "why am i still the scary one?"

daichi approaches, crouching in front of hoshi with something in his palm. "hello, little tsukishima. you can call me uncle daichi. here's a sticker," he sticks a yellow star above her chest, fingers gentle in placing them firmly on her shirt. "for being brave enough to come to our games."

she finally steps out fully from behind kei's leg, a hand over her heart to secure the sticker. "i forced papa because he said it was dangerous to be here."

sugawara shakes his head. "you're letting your father tell you what's dangerous without experiencing it yet? don't listen to him, hoshi!"

"please don't tell my daughter that," you laugh nervously. "kei's going to be sad if she does it."

kei bites back a sneer from his senior. but he bends down to pick hoshi up in his arm, the other one wrapped around your shoulder to lead you both to the bench.

"i think the introductions are enough," he kisses her temple. "sit here and watch, 'kay? if you're bored, just take papa's phone and play. don't run around."

hoshi nods. kei moves to you, leaning down to give you a quick peck, and then whispers. "if you're bored, fake getting your stomach hurt and we can sneak out like we used to."

you raise a brow at his innuendous smirk. "and hoshi?"

"everyone loves her. she'll be fine."

"maybe i should be the one who shouldn't listen to you." you shake your head in laughter. kei kisses your forehead before he turns around, and you slap his bottom when hoshi looks away. "go and play, tsukki."

an hour in the game and you're surprised at how hoshi has kept her attention only at the group of boys passing balls at one another on the court. she awes at hinata and kageyama's quick attack, she claps at kei's blocks, and she cheers when yamaguchi serves.

hoshi's eyes glisten in excitement at what she's watching and you think of her playing the same sport years from now. kei would be enlightened, watching his daughter do the same thing he loved since he was a child. her hands clench into a fist on her lap, a sign that she wants to join.

and as if he had fatherly senses, kei whips his head to hoshi when everyone had decided to take a break. "baby, you wanna come try?"

"yes!" she runs to him immediately.

you watch as she stands in front of kei, his back hunched to be on her level, his hands on her little arms, cradling the yellow and blue ball between her fingers. he was teaching her an underhand serve, ball on her left hand, right into a fist as he pulled it backwards, his palm enveloping her fisted hand. hoshi brings her arm up front, all her energy into that tiny ball of fist, which was enough to send the ball flying only to hit the net.

kei cheers, lifting hoshi up and placing her legs on his shoulders. her fingers grip his silky hair for assistance, cheering with him. "you're the next ace, hoshi bug!"

you'd been too excited to take a picture of the two, eyes settled on their smaller versions on your screen behind the camera to notice the ball that hinata sent flying towards the two of them. the ball comes in contact with hoshi's cheek, which sends her down kei's shoulders. but his reflexes are fast, his arms reaching out to catch her to stop her from falling onto the ground. your gasp coalesces with everyone else in the court.

hinata's shoes come to squeak, his hands over his mouth, kageyama's arms left in the air with his fingers stuck into a setting position, face horrified at the sight of hoshi limp in kei's arms. you run to them, almost dropping your phone on the ground, taking hoshi's face into your hands.

"hoshi?" you call out in panic. "oh my god, are you okay?"

"her cheek is red," kei sputters out. "her cheek is red- hinata, you dumbass! absolute dumbass!"

he sets her into your arms; hoshi immediately nuzzles her face into your chest. kei takes heavy footsteps towards the smaller man, ducking beneath the net to tower over him. daichi, tanaka, and sugawara all take a hold of the back of kei's jersey.

"i'm sorry! i'm sorry! i'm sorry!" he cowers, hiding behind kageyama. "i didn't mean to! i'll pay for her hospital bills! i'll pay for her tuition, you wouldn't even have to lift a finger!"

yachi comes over with a cold water bottle in her hands. yamaguchi's eyes are wide, and maybe even on the verge of tears, as the others peered over your shoulder.

his chest is heaving, eyes lowered into a steaming glare, and you swear his face was a darker shade of pink from his anger. but when you call for his name, all the anger dissipates as if it hadn't even existed, turning around to you.

"kei, come here!"

he puts his hand on your waist, the other brushing hoshi's hair out of her face. the side of her cheek remains red, but not swollen, and had it been swollen, maybe he'd be banned from the once a month games.

"hoshi?" he turns her head. "you okay baby? does it hurt? you wanna go to a hospital?"

her eyes are closed, whining just a little, her arms curled against her chest. but her pouting lips begin to curl upwards, and soon her closed eyes were even smiling, her dimples evident when a laugh begins to escape her, giggling brightly.

kei makes a sound of query.

"that was fun," she giggles, eyes opening, her hand coming up to touch her cheek. "ouchie, but fun!"

"hoshi!" he carries her again, a smile replacing his old scowl, leaning down to whisper in her ear. you can sense the relief that was evident in the way his chest begins to relax from the heavy rising, his lips placing kisses of care on her sweating skin.

and when he's done, he takes the cold bottle from yachi and places it gently on her cheek, his lips on top of his head as hoshi says (or quotes from her father): "uncle hinata, papa says if you don't pay for my education until college, he will break your kneecaps."

hinata runs to you, his hand running through his orange hair, looking at hoshi. "tuition plus toys. this won't ever happen again! i'm sorry little tsukki!"

"pay for her volleyball lessons."

your lips purse. "kei, don't be a freeloader."

[taones]

If You Can Hold On (3) - A.A, S.K, S.D

rewrite of the third part of the series (first and second parts here and here, original series on my masterlist) enjoy <3

pairing ~ poly asadaisuga x gn!reader

warnings ~ pining, angst, arguments, swearing, general stress tbh, my horrible attempt at writing purposefully cringe flirting, mildly suggestive, very brief editing and spellcheck so

You sniffed as you stirred, pulling the soft fabric underneath your cheek further into you. It smelt like sandalwood with a hint of coffee and you were instantly reminded of Daichi. The man’s coffee addiction had become serious during his final year. You supposed yours would too, if you were in charge of Hinata. His scent was a big reason why you enjoyed stealing Daichi’s clothes so much. Gripping the fabric in your fingers, the underneath was oddly warm. The further you returned to your sleepy state, the less you found yourself caring about the odd warmth of your cushion, or the slow rise and fall of it under your head. 

“Still sleepy, huh?”

Jolting, you snapped your eyes open. A strong heat flooded under the skin of your cheeks, you shot up. An action that brought the blanket that was covering you tumbling down your form, settling at your waist and exposing not only your body, but Daichi’s. You had heard several times from his partners that the man likes forgoing shirts when he sleeps, but observing it was a whole other story. Usually, when you stayed around, he was up and dressed before any of you and you never saw him without a shirt. It soon became clear why this was a good thing. The man was laying in the bed, under where you just laid, dressed in nothing but pajama pants and an unzipped hoodie. Honey coloured skin peaked out from the gap between the zipper, a toned and yet perfectly soft stomach just begging for you to reach out and run your fingers down it. 

Shuffling from the other side of the bed alerted you to the other two presences in the room. Asahi was sitting against the headboard, the other side of where you had evidently slept last night. His curly hair was piled on top of his head and he had those damn reading glasses on, the ones that made him look just as intelligent as you knew he was. He smiled closed mouthed, obviously bemused at your shock, and waved with the hand that was currently holding his book. Sugawara was curled under his arm, on the far side of the bed - still snoring, of course. Koushi was the sleepiest of all three of you. Hyper, undeniably, but once he was asleep, he was down for the count. 

Asahi slid a hand onto the thigh that was closest to him. His hands were large and calloused against the soft skin of your exposed thigh. Why you decided to pack shorts was a mystery to you. Especially now as you flexed the muscles, trying desperately to not squirm and pay attention to what he was about to say. 

“We were gonna grab some breakfast” he explained, in an unfairly attractive morning voice, 

“We passed a diner last night, probably swinging back ‘round to that”

“Once sleeping beauty wakes up, that is”

You smiled, biting your lip in an attempt not to laugh. The three of you would have an easier time herding cats. Asahi’s hand slipped off of your thigh. You tried to suppress the shiver that ran up your spine and desperately ignored the way you missed his touch as soon as it left. Getting breakfast together was a routine you were all well versed in. You had all spent the majority of weekends before your exams meeting in a small cafe near your homes to get waffles together. Simpler times, you guessed. You knew each others orders like the back of your hands, and you always got fed portions of their individual orders no matter how many times you went. The contrast between each order was evident and matched perfectly with each of them. 

“I’m up for waffles”

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The diner was relatively busy when you got there. Of course, with Daichi’s team dad skills and Asahi’s somewhat intimidating stature, you had managed to secure a booth just fine. As tradition went, it was you and Asahi on one side, Daichi and Koushi on the other. Asahi trapped you against the wall with his broad shoulders, but you liked the security of it and this is something the others had very clearly noticed. You were almost 100% certain that the seating was done this way so you and Asahi wouldn’t comment on the obnoxious amount of chocolate and cream the other two piled onto their waffles. 

Conversation flowed easily. You were too sleepy to even entertain the thought of your wallowing that morning, much rather preferring the simple reminiscing and idle chatter the boys filled the silence with. At one point you had said something that made Daichi laugh so hard that he had snorted his milkshake out of his nose. There was some hope that they didn’t notice the way you preened like a cat at getting the usually stoic man to laugh that hard. It was a beautiful noise, but his true laugh was rare. The dad-like chortle making way for wheezing towards the end of his laughing fits was enough to get even the most stone-faced of people to crack a smile. 

You handed him a wad of napkins. He took them with both hands, lifting one to wipe his face and keeping the other firmly grasping yours. Your breath hitched. 

Eventually, after the fifth time of Daichi wiping the wrong spot, Koushi grasped a few more napkins from your hands and wiped the remaining chocolate off of Daichi’s face. You held out another napkin for the silver-haired man's fingers, being met by his signature dazzling smile. 

“What would we do without you, huh gorgeous?”

The bliss was interrupted by all of their phones pinging a notification simultaneously. Suga read the text and visibly grimaced. In an effort to protect yourself from the hurt, you cast your gaze towards the table. It was very obviously a group chat you were not on. The little bubble of joy you had experienced just moments prior popped sharply and it was if the room had dimmed under the morning sun. That was fine, they were allowed to be in chats without you, it wasn’t a big deal, it might not be their new addition, right? You repeated the question in your head like a mantra to calm yourself as you tapped on Asahi to let you out.

“I’m gonna order another drink” you mumbled, smiling brightly at the boys.

The last couple of seconds replayed in your head over and over, even while stammering out your drink order. It was slightly easier to hide your scorned feelings when you weren’t facing the cause. Your back was aimed towards the table of boys, even as you reached the coffee station and made a grab at a few paper packets of sugar. 

The paper was flimsy in your hands, not aiding the clumsiness that was already plaguing you. The coffee was intended for Suga and the man liked his coffee in a very particular way. You counted out exactly two packets of white sugar, and one packet of brown sugar. E preferred the wooden stirrers, even when spoons were available, said they reached the sugar in the bottom of the cup easier. Of course, this was most likely complete nonsense but you couldn’t help but entertain the thought as you took yourself through the motions. You smiled gently at the routine and just how absurd it would look to anyone else. How were you supposed to explain the oddity that was Sugawara Koushi and his fantastical coffee routine?

A hand settled next to you on the coffee counter. 

“That’s a lot of sugar for someone already so sweet looking”

Turning, you came face to face with a man a little bit taller than you, he had dark hair and a decently attractive smile. He was cute, sure. But he wasn’t quite as tall as Asahi, he didn’t have Daichi’s warm smell and his flirting was kind of wooden to anyone who was familiar with Koushi’s cheekier flirting. In your peripherals, you could see the inquisitive glances from your friends and you really couldn’t help yourself after that. Was it kind to lead someone on? Maybe not but you were tired of morality and interested to see how this would play out. 

Giggling, you looked up at him through your lashes. Screw it, if you couldn’t have who you wanted, you were at least gonna have fun. 

“Maybe I like sweet things, don’t judge” you mused, taking the wooden stirrer between your teeth.

The man leaned his other arm on the coffee counter, effectively trapping you against the cart. It was a move you assumed was meant to come across as sexy. However it just made you feel like you were a caged animal, cornered and ready to claw your way out of the situation. His hand retracted, holding more napkins than any one man could possibly need. The dark haired man shot you a wink and you forced out a smile in return, shooting a glance at your now empty table. The brilliant smile of the man in front of you began to fade, causing you to snap your head towards him.

“I’m so sorry, what was that?” you questioned politely, putting the clueless act on once again. 

A throat was cleared next to you. There was really no denying how intimidating the boys were when they wanted to be. Daichi’s arms bulged from where they were crossed over his chest. It was a display that would usually make your mouth water, but only proved to further fuel your anxiety in the given moment. They weren’t scary to you of course, but the sharp glare Suga was sending the man as well as Asahi’s unimpressed look caused a flush of anxiety to run through you. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” Suga hissed at the poor man, who was now looking about ready to run.

“Sorry” the man stuttered, “I didn’t realise they were taken, know when i'm not welcome”

He put his hands up in a mock surrender and turned to leave. 

“Wait, no i’m not-” you started, but he was gone.

They had, not for the first time, rendered you speechless. Embarrassment curled in your gut, bubbling up into something more volatile when you saw the satisfied looks they sported, eyes following the man back to his table. Disbelief didn’t even begin to cover the cocktail of emotions that were currently mixing within you. 

If you didn’t leave, you were going to lose your temper very quickly. Chest heaving, you recentred yourself and spun on your heel, pulling your wallet out. 

The lady behind the counter looked only mildly intrigued at the odd display that had just occurred in front of her. She curled a perfectly manicured eyebrow at you as if to ask if you needed a hand. It filled you with a certain sense of irony, that this random woman was more concerned as to your feelings at that moment than your actual friends, who had known you for years. You stuttered out an apology and slammed some cash on the counter, probably harder than intended. Then you promptly turned and marched out of the diner. 

The mad scramble behind you was ignored in your attempt to walk to the car without bursting into tears, punching something, or both. You heard the protests in the background but they were muffled by the buzzing of rage in your ears. Fists curling and uncurling, you tried to think back to the last time you had gotten this angry. You had been plenty angry in the past, school was a difficult time for everyone, but the three men you had left in the diner were usually the first ones to calm you down. This was one of the only times they were the cause of your wrath. Most likely, they would also be on the receiving end of said wrath soon enough. 

Kicking the dust of the car park, you watched as stones and dirt scattered away from you. You wanted to scream, hit things, throw yourself in the dirt and cry - anything that would take some pressure off of the crushing weight in your torso. The flame twisted and gnashed at your insides, growling and clawing its way up your oesophagus until it released itself in a small scream of frustration. Would things ever be simple for you?

Telepathy had never been a skill you particularly craved until that moment. There was no way of understanding what those three idiots were thinking. Even if you did know, you were doubtful it would soothe your frustration. You threw yourself on the ground behind the trunk of the car, yanking your phone out of the pocket of your jeans. 

“Kiyoko” you seethed down the phone, “will you please come and pick me up”

She gave you the affirmative and set the loose time limit to her arrival. No doubt Yachi would be with her. You weren’t sure whether you would be able to deal with their romance in your face at that moment, but anything was better than being stuck in a car with Asahi, Daichi and Sugawara. 

Jangling alerted you to the three men in question. They had obviously paid and were frantically looking around the cars to locate you. With any luck a sinkhole would open in the earth and swallow you whole before they spotted you. 

Luck was never your thing.

The sky had opened up once again. It was almost beginning to grate on your nerves how much it had been raining this trip. The irony had been entertaining in the beginning, bordering on humorous how cliche it was. Now the weather you usually took so much pleasure in indulging in was maddening. You wanted to be angry with them for once, yell even. But the rain was washing your frustration away, leaving an empty feeling. A feeling that made you want to give up. 

Your prayers went unanswered, the three men walking up to you in due time. 

“What was that?” you questioned, voice resigned. 

“What do you mean? He was flirting with you”

The sound of genuine confusion in Asahi’s voice made your food feel like it was curdling inside of you. You breathed out in disbelief, brows knitting together tightly. 

“And just what does that have to do with any of you?”

None of them replied, taken back by your outburst. You stood abruptly and continued. 

“You’re all dating! You literally have two boyfriends and I know you’re talking to another person. So really” you paused, “why the fuck does it matter if i don’t want to be alone anymore? Do I not deserve to be wanted? You evidently don’t want me”

Your voice cracked towards the end of your rant. Three pairs of eyes stared at you in disbelief. The hints of hurt mixed into all three was evident, but you felt like a bottle that had been shaken and the lid was off. You erupted once again.  there was nothing more that you wanted than to be loved on purpose. it was inexplicably unfair that even unconnected attempts at finding a relationship had to be ruined by the three men in front of you.

“God it hurts, can you not see that? It hurts so bad. You won’t ever understand how much it pains me to be around you and see just how happy this new person is going to make you, knowing that’s not me? That hurts” you spat the last sentences, vitriol coating your words.

The storming sea inside you had calmed somewhat, leaving you to assess the damage your words had done. It wasn’t the most ideal way to confess your feelings but the weight that was lifted off your shoulders felt tremendous. The pain you were feeling was paralysing, stopping you from running like you desperately wanted to. It knocked the wind out of you, reducing your last statement to a pathetic whisper. 

“I get you don’t want me around, but other people will. It’s not okay to take that away from me”

As if some God had heard your plea, Kiyoko’s tiny blue car sped into the car park just as you broke down crying. The womans tiny blonde girlfriend sped out of the car, catching you before your knees could meet the wet sand beneath you. Yachi cooed at you softly, placing her entire body in front of you as if to form a shield between you and the cause of your heart ache. Her eyebrows furrowed in concern, eyes filling with sympathy at your curled up figure. 

It was truly humiliating. 

Kiyoki motioned for her to pull you into the car, stepping out of the driver's side herself and towards you. The dainty hands of the younger girl were soft and comforting, her rose scent filled your stuffy nose while she led your stumbling form to the welcome shelter of her girlfriend's car. The difference in posture between the two of you was like night and day. You were hunched over, protecting yourself from outside view. Your wounds were gaping, horrible open pits with your rawest emotions in the middle for everyone to gaze at and laugh. She wrapped a soft blanket around you, bandaging you up and keeping you safe in the backseat of the car. 

There were muffled voices from the outside of the car, but the sound of the heater being cranked full blast muffled them. There was a lot of angry words, not quite yelling but scolding certainly. You whimpered at the noise, not being able to distinguish who it was. You were certain they would never want to see you again, let alone speak to you, after your outburst. If only there was a way to scoop all of your words off of the floor and shove them back down into your mouth. Daichi, Asahi and Sugawara had never been in love with you, you could deal with that fact. Them cutting ties completely would surely kill you. 

A polaroid of Yachi and Kiyoko, perched on a wall and smiling at each other, was stuck to the centre of the car, directly above the stereo. It hung there, mocking you. You stared and tried not to think about how you would never be able to achieve that, not where it counted. In the end, it was easier to avert your gaze than confront what you couldn’t have.

Fuming, Kiyoko wrenched the door open and threw herself into the driver's seat. It was a miracle she managed to make even that look graceful. Her face was unnaturally contorted by an anger that was uncommon for her. It marred her beautiful features viciously. In staring at her, you caught sight of yourself in the mirror. It was a distressing look to say the least. Your hair was messy from your own grip and the bags under your eyes had only gotten worse. What little effort you had put into your looks this morning had all gone to waste, either washes away or dampened under the rain. 

Yachi stroked her hand over your shoulder and climbed into the passenger's seat. 

Staring out of the back window as the car pulled away, you caught sight of the three you had left behind. Koushi was patting Azumane’s back from where he crouched on the ground, dragging large hands across his face. Daichi was beside them, head buried in his arms on top of the car. You blinked. They had no right to be upset, you thought. You tried to block it all from your mind as their figures turned into tiny dots in the distance. All the years of friendship, the lives you had built together and the dreams you had created - they were buried in the dust where you left them.

me: says I'll post part three the next day, also me: takes a week to post it. I'm not sure when I'll get around to posting part 4 but hopefully I'll remember to actually post it