#haikyu x manager

[w2mini]

“Inarizaki with a manager who…” randoms !!

warnings: reader is reserved, fem reader, swearing, platonic or romantic idgaf

IDK bout’ you guys, but every time I think about Inarizaki having a manager, I think about someone who:

Is stereotyped as your typical “quiet” and “reserved” demeanor girlie when in actuality—she just finds herself in a difficult position to open up to the boys. 😓

- I mean, who wouldn’t have a hard time, they’re like top two in the nation and HIGHKEY intimidating to be with, I have respect 4u girl. 🫡 but a job is a job. Kita recruited you since he had to balance his club and academics at one point (also following the coach’s suggestion).

Also should I just mention that you are such a beauty??? Like, maybe if you weren’t so pretty and mysterious then they wouldn’t be bothering you so much just to talk with you!! 😾

- Suna tries to small talk with you sometimes, keyword: tries (his way of trying is giving you the most unnoticeable hints that he wants to talk with you).

- Whenever you begin to feel tired during a long day in practice, Osamu won’t just let it slip past him and hands you some of his mint candy that he has to help you stay awake as he suggests. Yall chill like that🤞

- You and Kita are the ones who are always together, since you guys discuss about the team’s schedule and strategies alongside coach. But that’s just about it.

- Aran and Omimi tends to help you with your duties, especially if it requires lifting heavy weight or a lot of items to carry. We love gentlemen. 🫡

- Riseki is TOO shy to chat with you, but he’s trying his best I swear. 🥲 Your glamorous self just makes him feel like standing beside you feel like a huge offense.

- The closest (🤏) I would consider to be close to you is proably Akagi and Ginjima, they were the ones who approached you with a warm welcome and introduced you to the team as they showed you the ropes of being a manager.

As for Atsumu? I’m gonna need a whole separate section for him hol’ on.

- How do I even start with him.

- Because for the first time, he doesn’t attract your attention, he’s chasing for it.

- You’re supposed to praise him! fangirl over him! shower him with your undying attention! Not just awkwardly standing there and nodding every now and then! 😾

- Can’t you see how hurt his pride is. 😞 (his fault for expecting too much tbh 😹)

- His last straw was during when he was practicing his sets and you were there to watch. So when you approached him, he was expecting the words: “wow you’re amazing Atsumu!”

- Your response?

- “Miya you should probably extend your arms further more so you have better accuracy on the ball.”

- his jaw dropped to the floor.

- YOU? THE MANAGER? giving him TIPS?

- and what’s worst is that you were right and it genuinely improved his sets slightly better, oh he’s never forgetting about this.

But even after all that, you genuinely just could not bring yourself to be close and open up to them, your reason? a lot.

- The volleyball team of Inarizaki is undeniably well known around the campus and to be their manager is either a curse or a blessing.

- actually scrap that. It’s a fucking curse.

- number one. the top on the damn list. their fangirls.

- the amount of them that question you about the team is just too much for your poor social battery to handle. You were their victim number one to harass about the team. (props to Aran for always saving you during times like these 🙂‍↕️)

- which is also why you have a set of rules to yourself whenever you encounter one of the members in the campus: 1) walk quickly past them in the hallways, 2) only talk to them when they initiate it first, and 3) to never bring up anything about them around the campus.

- number two would be the team itself. why? very self explanatory. 😊

- you do not get an ounce of peace and rest around those guys. Especially Atsumu’s endless cycle of jokes and teasing just to get a reaction out of you.

- and that one time Osamu accidentally served a ball towards you. You were on the tribunes just taking notes. WHO SERVES AT THE TRIBUNES.

- but its okay, he bought you a snack as an apology after that on the convenience store run on the way home. His motherfucker of a twin however just laughed at you like a maniac.

- also the amount of strays you have to pick up during practice is EXHAUSTING. Being their manager made your spine feel like 85 years old.

However, you are genuinely such a hardworking girlie🥹 your actions spoke louder than words, it’s just your way of showing you care for them but sometimes you just don’t feel like it’s enough and you don’t think they notice it either because of how reserved you could be.

- Inarizaki’s volleyball team was independent, they didn’t need a manager.

- which is what they think.

- because ever since you arrived, Kita has felt a heavy weight lift off his shoulders (++ coach too). You’ve genuinely helped them in ways that you didn’t deem possible

- you also took notes of the smallest things or even the quiet observations about the team on your notebook (e.g. “Make sure Atsumu doesn’t forget about his water” or “Osamu gets grumpy if he skips meals” etc.)

- Although they may not be vocal about it or have mentioned about it—the team just has so much respect for you. To be able to manage a team like them is impressive. They don’t think anyone would be able to top your managing skills EVER.

So yeah, it kinda just went on like that… not for long. You strictly kept a classmate relationship between them and just went on being their manager—you do your job, but you kept a distance. That is until Inarizaki gets their win against another strong team.

It wasn’t anything serious or sad with what became the turning point in your relationship with the team, I’d say its very Inarizaki like.

- It happened when Inarizaki won against a really strong team, the game was fierce and stressful to watch, but in the end they were able to snatch the gold.

- Undeniably, the boys are all hyped. “We should celebrate! C’mon let’s go out to eat!” Akagi says as he excitedly suggested.

- the others agreed with the idea, especially a certain twin. On the way, they all discussed their orders and plans for later. In the end they all decided to go for ramen.

- You on the other hand kept silent. You decided it was best for you to go home already and let them have their fun, your social battery was draining anyways.

- which COULD’VE been the plan.

- Until Kita turns around to your direction, then offhandedly says: “You’re coming too right?”

- your brain short circuits.

- it doesn’t help with the fact now that the rest is also waiting for your answer.

- is this what they call peer pressure. 😵‍💫

- but it was in this moment that you realize that—they actually want you to be there. Not just as their manager, but as part of the team.

- So you agreed.

- It was a warm moment when you guys were inside the ramen bar, everyone made an effort to include you, making stupid jokes, teasing you slightly, sharing food, etc.

- And, probably for the first time ever, you were laughing with them.

- And, they all just. froze.

- Because they rarely saw you express emotions around them. Heck, not even a laugh!

- They all glanced at each other and nodded, yep, it was like they had antennas saying their common goal: to see you smile more.

In the end, Inarizaki needs a manager who can handle their shit—and love them anyway.

WOOO kinda short but hope u guys enjoyed, I just kinda wanted to share my thoughts BECAUSE every time I write about Inarizaki having a manager, I always imagine someone who’s just keeps to herself yk, but thas js me🤷‍♀️ Thats why I chose Haerin for today’s layout because the personality matches her sm lowk omg

I kinda wanna make this a series tbh, LIKE that one shiratorizawa series in Ao3 I FORGOT THE NAME but you guys know right….. right.

[your-local-simp-writers]

The Heartbeat of Nekoma

Word Count: 809

Warnings: None

Headcanons: Nekoma x Fem! Manager ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

The gymnasium of Nekoma High was alive with the sound of volleyballs thumping against the floor, the sharp whistle of the coach, and the occasional cheer or groan from the team. In the midst of this controlled chaos was Y/N, the team’s manager and the only girl among these lions. She moved with a purpose, her clipboard clutched in one hand and a first aid kit swinging from the other.

Kenma Kozume, usually lost in his own world, often found himself watching Y/N. Her ability to anticipate the team’s needs before they even voiced them was something he admired silently. He didn’t say much, but when he did, she always listened, her nods and thoughtful hums encouraging him to share more than he usually would. She knew exactly when to offer a silent nod of encouragement or a gentle nudge to join the team’s activities. Her notes on his gameplay were always precise, helping him refine his strategies without a word wasted.

Tetsurou Kuroo, with his wild hair and wilder schemes, relied on Y/N to keep him grounded. She had a knack for cutting through his antics with a sharp word or a pointed look, bringing him back to the task at hand. Yet, she was always there to share a laugh or a moment of triumph, her presence a steady beat in the rhythm of the team.

Lev Haiba, his enthusiasm often got the better of him, leading to more than his fair share of scrapes and bruises. Y/N was always there, her first aid kit at the ready, her gentle chiding mingling with Lev’s sheepish apologies. “You’re like a guardian angel,” he’d say, and she’d roll her eyes but smile all the same while she patched up another scrape. Her gentle scolding about being careful was something he secretly looked forward to.

Morisuke Yaku, the team’s rock, appreciated Y/N’s quiet strength. Her meticulous records helped him track his progress, and her motivational words before matches always seemed to strike the right chord, pushing him to dive deeper and reach further.

Taketora Yamamoto, would often find himself pouring out his heart to Y/N, her easy manner inviting confidences. She listened with an open heart, her advice always practical yet kind. She reminded him that fire needed air to burn bright, a lesson he took to heart both on and off the court.

Nobuyuki Kai, the vice-captain, saw Y/N as the glue that held the team together. Her organizational skills ensured that every practice ran smoothly, and her ability to juggle responsibilities was nothing short of miraculous.

Shouhei Fukunaga, ever the quiet observer, found a kindred spirit in Y/N. Their conversations were often just shared glances and knowing smiles, but the understanding between them ran deep. He enjoyed the quiet moments he shared with her, often helping her collect the volleyballs after practice. Her soft-spoken advice resonated with him, teaching him that strength didn’t always have to be loud.

Sō Inuoka, loved Y/N’s encouraging pep talks. Her pep talks were the fuel to his fire, her words igniting a passion for the game that he channeled into every leap and dive. 

Coach Yasufumi Nekomata, saw Y/N as a rare gem, her dedication to the team’s well-being reminding him of the true spirit of the sport. Their discussions on strategy and player development were highlights of his day, her insights often illuminating paths he hadn’t considered. 

Despite her involvement in other clubs and her tendency to stretch herself thin, Y/N never let it show. The team knew, though. They saw the exhaustion hidden behind her smile and the way her eyes would sometimes flutter shut during long strategy meetings.

It was during one such after school practice that Y/N’s head began to nod, her pen slipping from her fingers. Kenma was the first to notice, gently propping her up with a cushion. Kuroo signaling for a break, Lev draping a jacket over her like a blanket. Yaku adjusted the air conditioning to ensure she was comfortable, and Yamamoto stood guard, ensuring no one disturbed her rest. As Y/N slept, the team exchanged looks of silent agreement. They would finish practice early today. It was their turn to take care of the person who always took care of them.

When Y/N awoke, she found herself surrounded by her team, their practice finished, each face wearing a soft smile. “We’ve got it from here,” Kuroo said, handing her a bottle of water. “You’ve done enough for today.” Her heart swelled with affection for these boys, her team.  Kai  “You take care of us; now let us take care of you.” They were more than just players she managed; they were her family. And as they walked out of the gym together, she knew that together, they were unstoppable.

[matcha3mochi]

kuroo tetsurou x reader

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Nekoma’s gym was alive with the sound of sneakers squeaking against the court, volleyballs slamming into the floor, and the usual banter flying between the team members. You, the team’s lively and ever-playful manager, were standing on the sidelines, clipboard in hand, watching the boys run through their drills. Occasionally, you’d call out playful critiques, just to rile them up.

“Lev! That spike had all the power of a kitten batting at a ball of yarn!” you hollered, grinning when Lev glared at you but couldn’t help the smirk creeping onto his face.

But your attention kept drifting toward Kuroo, the captain, as it often did. Every time he flashed that cocky smirk or flipped his hair out of his eyes, your heart did a little flip. Not that you’d ever admit it, but you had a pretty big crush on him. Your playful jabs and teasing were just a way to hide it. And it didn’t help that the way Kuroo joked back made it hard to tell if he was just being friendly—or if maybe, just maybe, he liked you back.

You were still lost in thought when Lev and Yamamoto strolled over, grinning like they were about to stir up trouble. “Yo, Kuroo! We gotta ask—what’s going on with you and Ayame from 3-B?”

Kuroo, who was setting the ball at the net, looked up with a confused frown. “Ayame? What about her?”

Lev smirked. “You’ve been spending a lot of time with her, huh? Walking her to class? Talking during lunch? Spill it, man. You like her, don’t you?”

You felt your heart sink, though you kept your usual grin firmly in place. Kuroo… and Ayame? Your gut twisted at the thought, but outwardly, you were as nonchalant as ever.

“Oooh, Kuroo’s got a crush?” you teased, though it took a little more effort than usual. “That’s big news. What’s this, Captain? Are you off the market?”

Kuroo sighed, rolling his eyes in exasperation. “Guys, seriously? I don’t like Ayame. She needed help with her chemistry work, that’s all.”

Yamamoto grinned, still unconvinced. “Riiight. Helping with homework, sure. But are you helping with feelings too?”

Kuroo shot him a glare, clearly annoyed now. But you? You couldn’t help but feel a bit of relief. Okay, so maybe there’s no Ayame situation. But still… You couldn’t shake the lingering weirdness that came with the thought of him liking someone else.

The team continued to tease Kuroo, but he eventually brushed them off and shot you a look that had you raising an eyebrow. Something in his expression was different—serious, almost. “Hey, can we talk for a second? In private?” he asked, his voice quieter than usual.

You blinked, caught off guard. “Sure,” you replied, pushing off the bench and following him toward a quieter corner of the gym. Your heart raced as you walked behind him, trying to figure out what this could be about. Could it be that he…?

Once you were alone, Kuroo turned to face you, looking oddly nervous. You couldn’t help but grin. Seeing the usually smooth and confident Kuroo looking a little flustered was new, and you had to admit, it was kind of cute.

“What’s up, Captain? Are you finally ready to admit you have a secret love for Ayame?” you teased, but your grin faltered when Kuroo gave you a serious look.

“No,” he said firmly. “I’m not into Ayame. I’m into someone else.”

Your heart stopped. Wait. What?

Kuroo took a deep breath, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. “Look, I’ve been trying to figure out how to say this for a while, and I just… I like you, okay? I’ve liked you for a while now.”

For a second, you just stared at him, your brain short-circuiting. You had not been expecting that.

“You… like me?” you echoed, still trying to process what he was saying. This had to be some kind of prank, right? The guys were going to jump out from behind the bleachers any second now.

Kuroo nodded, looking a little more relieved now that he’d finally said it. “Yeah. You. I thought you would’ve picked up on it by now, but I guess I’m not as smooth as I thought.”

You blinked, still processing. But instead of answering, your brain did something entirely different: it malfunctioned.

“Oh,” you said dumbly, staring at him with wide eyes. And then, because your body was apparently a traitor, you blurted out, “So… wait. Did you just confess? To me?”

Kuroo blinked, a little confused by your reaction. “Uh, yeah. That’s what I just did.”

“Oh,” you repeated, feeling your face heat up as you realized you weren’t handling this very well. But then, before you could stop yourself, your brain took over in the worst way possible.

You laughed.

Not a cute, flustered giggle, but a full-on laugh. The kind that had you doubling over, hands on your knees. “Oh my god, this is not how I imagined this going!” you wheezed, unable to stop yourself.

Kuroo looked like he’d just been hit with a volleyball. “Wait—what?”

You tried to rein in your laughter, wiping a tear from the corner of your eye. “No, no, I don’t mean it like that!” you gasped, still giggling. “It’s just—oh god, I didn’t expect you to confess like this. I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell you that I like you, but I never thought you liked me!”

Kuroo blinked, processing your words. “Wait… you like me?”

You nodded, still laughing at the ridiculousness of the whole situation. “Yes! I’ve had a crush on you forever! And now look at us, confessing in the middle of the gym like two awkward idiots.”

Kuroo’s stunned expression melted into a grin, a laugh escaping him. “We really are idiots, aren’t we?”

“Biggest idiots ever,” you agreed, still catching your breath. “I can’t believe I just laughed in your face after you confessed. I’m such a mess.”

Kuroo shook his head, stepping closer. “Nah, it’s fine. I like that you’re a mess. Makes this whole thing more… us.”

You smiled up at him, the awkwardness fading away. “Well, in that case, Captain, what do you say we try again? Properly this time?”

Kuroo chuckled, his usual smirk returning as he leaned in a little closer. “Alright. So, want to go out with me?”

You grinned, your heart fluttering at how natural this all felt now. “Yeah, I do.”

“Good,” Kuroo said, reaching out to ruffle your hair in typical Kuroo fashion. “But just so you know, you laughing at my confession is never going to be forgotten.”

You groaned, swatting his hand away with a laugh. “I’ll make it up to you, don’t worry.”

As the two of you walked back to the gym, the team was still none the wiser. You and Kuroo exchanged a quick, knowing glance, both smiling like idiots as the rest of the guys ran drills, still thinking Kuroo had a crush on Ayame.

And honestly? You wouldn’t have had it any other way.

[jinisnuggets]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Ｊｕｓｔ. Ｇａｍｅ

ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴷᵉⁿᵐᵃ ˣ ᴹᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ! ᴳⁿ! ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ʸᵉᵃʳ ⁱⁿ ᴺᵉᵏᵒᵐᵃ ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡˡʸ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ᴷᵘʳᵒᵒ'ˢ ʳᵉqᵘᵉˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵉʷ ᵛᵒˡˡᵉʸᵇᵃˡˡ ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ. ᴴᵒʷᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃᶜᶜᵉᵖᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᶠᶠᵉʳ.

ᴬ/ⁿ: ᴾᵒˢᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵐʸ ⁿᵉʷ ᶠⁱᶜ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵖʳᵒᵇᵃᵇˡʸ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵃ ʷʰⁱˡᵉ 👁️👄👁️💧

You were the manager of Nekoma’s volleyball club. For a while the team had remained well and fit without one but Kuroo convinced you entering your second year to become the manager and you finally agreed to do so. You hadn't entered the department with absolutely no knowledge, you knew a lot since your brother was a former player himself.

“Kenma, your water.” You said, handing the boy his water as you sat next to him, going off the fact that it was the last water you had to deliver.

“Thank you.” Kenma responded, taking the water from your hand and drinking it. Cold and fresh felt so nice on such a warm and sunny day, even though the gym was nice and cold, by all the exercise he had just done, the cold felt almost unapparent.

Kenma was one of your best friends, he was the type of person who you just couldn't help but have a crush on, you both weren't dating but many people said you were on that stage of your relationship. It wasn't very obvious to you but many of your friends claimed that Kenma definitely liked you as more than a friend, and you couldn't really do anything about it except take their word for it.

“What made you decide to become the manager..?” Kenma asked in a low and soft pitch, which seemed like his normal voice but you could tell that he was purposefully lowering his volume.

You sighed, “Kuroo told me you'd be lonely entering your third year. You also continue telling me about this ‘Shoyo’ guy and I'm curious about his volleyball skills since you seem very intrigued by him, and that's not very common for you.” You responded, Kenma visibly became embarrassed as he understood where you were coming from.

After thinking for a moment and suddenly grew curious, “What made you continue volleyball thinking about it..?” you realized that you never knew the exact reason why he continued the activity instead of just dropping it, you knew that he joined because of Kuroo but the more you thought about it the more you realized that it was unlike him to keep going with the sport.

He frowned and thought for a moment, “I continue for Kuroo, if it weren't for him I would've already dropped it.”

Mimicking his expression, you once again entered a deep phase of thought and looked over at him, “So did you plan on continuing next year?” You asked, trying to get a response out of him because you knew that his team technically needed him, he was called the brain of Nekoma for a reason.

He sighed and nodded, “After meeting someone like Shoyo, I have no choice but to continue. I can't just leave without ever getting answers.” He rested his back against the stage wall and closed his eyes, the exhaustion overwhelming him.

“So you're gonna continue after your graduation?”

Kenma shook his head as you both heard coach Nekomata’s voice echo through the gym, making you both stand up and start walking back to your own individual places.

“I will only keep this up until school ends, this is just. a. game after all.”

Questioning his sudden pauses throughout the sentence you looked back at him to find him already facing your direction with a smile and waving at you, finally you snapped out of your trance and ran out of the gym to go find all the fresh and clean towels.

“Looks like someone has a crush-” Kuroo spoke close to Kenma's ear.

“Shut up”

[f10werfae]

O.K since your a fan of haikyuu could you write about Tōru Oikawa dating shy and sweet reader, who is their volleyball manager. headcanon if you want

Tōru Oikawa x Shy!Sweet!Reader

summary: Headcanon of Oikawa and Y/n’s relationship

Full Masterlist, likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated

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♡ Oikawa first spotted shy!reader when she stumbled into the gymnasium holding a poster of theirs, which said they were looking for a new manager

♡ At first she was extremely shy, even finding it awkward to hand out their water bottles as their simple ‘thank yous’ would make her blush bright red. Oikawa would make it a mission to deliberately tease her by saying things like “You look extra pretty today Y/n, is that for me?”

♡ “Stop teasing me, it hurts” After a few months of endless teasing Y/n decided to confront Oikawa outside the gym after practice, she hated the fact that this brunette that she had grown to admire seemed to love making her uncomfortable. Almost as if he hated her. “What are you talking about? Can’t you see what i’m doing? Why I walk you home everyday after practice? The compliments I give you every second? You think i’m trying to hurt you”

♡ “Well that’s what it seems like” She muttered looking down, her shoes becoming the most interesting thing in the world. One of his hands planted by her head as he leaned in, their faces inches from each other, “Tell me Y/n, do you feel anything for me or am I being stupid?”

♡ When Y/n simply nodded her head, that was all it took for Oikawa to finally plant a sweet kiss onto her lips, her hands gripping onto the ends of his volleyball jacket. “Have I told you today, how pretty you look Y/n?”

♡ It was only a shock to the rest of the team when Oikawa and their shy!manager walked with their hands intertwined, her schoolbag over his other shoulder as he kissed her forehead tenderly with his hands cupping her face before they separated. With Oikawa going to the coach and Y/n starting her duties.

♡ “So I can sleepover tonight?” Oikawa would asking jokingly every single day on the walk home, only to be shocked one day when Y/n finally said he could; she swore his face grew redder with him practically speed walking to her home for a night full of cuddling and stolen kisses

♡ His fangirls weren’t necessarily as big a problem once they moved onto the other teammates such as Iwaizumi. Although on the odd occasion Y/n would find a girl flirting to Oikawa she’d stay hidden to hear him say things like, “Haven’t you seen how pretty my girlfriend looks today?” “Hey where did you get that bag? I think she’d like something like that”

♡At all his games he would whine and throw childish tantrums when she’d show up in assistant coach attire rather than his jersey which he gave. So the times she’d appear. wearing the number “1” he would howl up into the audience telling everyone that was his girlfriend and how proud he was of her. Showing her off even to the other teams, causing the likes of Nishinoya and Tanaka to wonder how the hell he managed to bag such a sweet girl.

♡ “Ok but you’re l not doing it right Y/nnn” He whined turning around, clearly not happy with Y/n’s abilities of being the bigger spoon, her body not being able to fully wrap around the lanky player. “It’s not my fault you’re tall” She would scoff turning around in his bed rolling her eyes, and like clockwork he would immediately snuggle into her bag, effectively making her the little spoon which honestly they both preferred.

♡ “Coach why can’t we share a room? Don’t you trust me?” Showing off his pretty eyes to his coach, he intertwined his fingers with Y/n’s as they sat in the lobby of the hotel they were staying at during the tournament away from home. Her suitcase already held in his hands, because funnily enough they decided to just share a suitcase to make it easier, and so they have no excuse but to share a hotel room.

♡ “I have something for you Tōru, I made it myself” Y/n beamed pushing over a food container to her boyfriend, the playing field was empty during lunch with everyone else rushing to get food from the canteen. “What is it? Did my pretty girlfriend make me food?” Giddily he unwrapped the cloth tied around it to reveal slices of his favourite milk bread, his holy grail.

♡ “Did you make anymore milk bread?” Oikawa would ask the next day, circling around his girlfriend as soon as she walked through the school gates, his smile widening when she handed him a whole loaf this time; his hand patted his stomach happily while his other arm wrapped around her shoulder affectionately. “I am definitely a lucky guy”

♡ “Hey pretty who are you? Oh wait that’s my girl” He would call out in the middle of the hallway, using it as another opportunity to show off his fairytale relationship

♡“I bought us something, pretty. Look, it’s like matching pyjamas but cute” Holding up two sets of pyjamas he watched her face lighten up, the both of them immediately cramming into the bathroom to get changed before indulging in one of their scheduled movie nights. Every Friday it was almost obligatory for them to spend the night together, wrapped in each other’s warmth because there was honestly no one else Oikawa would rather spend his time with, other than his pretty.

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psa: first time writing for haikyuu so…

library: @f10werfaes-cosy-collection

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Inarizaki’s Manager

Manager Defends Inarizaki

Inarizaki x Gn! manager

Warnings: swearing (?)

AN: this is a request from @plutoistireddd!

Being the manager for such a stoic team isn’t easy

They have high standards and literally work their butt off to fill them

They can be dramatic at times, namely two specific individuals 👀

So needless to say, finding you, our unbothered, calm angel was a blessing for these boys

Literally nothing rattles you

When Atsumu is aCtInG lIke a ToDdLeR you simply ignore him and move on

When the twins fight, you simply assure nobody else is in harms way and walk away 💅

You are probably the calmest person anyone has ever met

Kita, Aran, Omimi and Akagi adore you

Literally you provide the chill they need without the dramatics

Like when Atsumu gets all worked up, you simply say “Sumu you are literally the best high school setter in Japan right now, what do you have to worry about?”

Atsumu 👉🏻😐🤨 you’re right YN!

Literally there’s absolutely nothing that phases out sweet Yn

Onetime, you were walking back to the gym and the water bottle carrier broke, spilling water bottles and water all over the floor

The team thought “this is it, this is the one!”

Suna was ready with his phone 📱

Kita, Aran and Ginjima were ready to calm you down

But nope, you just shrugged and said “well now I won’t have to mop the floors tonight” as you went, grabbed a mop and cleaned up

The guys 👉🏻👁️👄👁️

Literally they were convinced nothing would ever break you

But what they didn’t realize is that their precious Yn had one weakness and they were too silly to see it

To outsiders, it was obvious how much you carried for your team

You would do anything in your power for them

You carried for them all like friends and family

So when Inarizaki made it to Nationals, their cheer section followed

And while you appreciated the support, you knew first hand how annoying and awful they could be

Sure they were supportive but they could also be huge jerks

During the game everything remained pretty neutral

When Riseki, our precious first year was up to serve and panicked, the crowd started in on him

That’s when your irritation started to grow

It had happened at other games but you we’re definitely reaching your limit

You tried your best to remain calm but it was difficult

During the final set, the crowd was all over the place

Boos and cheers were intermixed and your agitation only grew

“YN you ok?” Coach asked, noticing your balled up fist

You simply nodded, “trying to find your chi” as Hinata would put it 😂

When they twins quick was stopped by Hinata and Kageyama, you watched the ball fall as the boys frantically chased for it

You knew it was over and you knew what was about to happen

But unbeknownst to the team, you weren’t going to deal with it

Kita called for the boys to line up as you quickly followed

Akagi, Suna and Kita all watched you come to stand in front of the team

Your arms crossed and you stood in a power stance, protecting your boys

Suna was so mad he didn’t have his phone 😅

“ALRIGHT LISTEN UP!” You screamed as the crowded settled

The guys rn 👉🏻 🧍😐😳

“They boys played their hearts out and sure they have regrets but I swear, if I hear ONE BAD THINGS about them, I will personally ruin EVEDY SINGLE ONE of your pathetic lives! This is the time when our team needs support and if you can’t BE that support, then walk your butts right out that door and never come back!” You shout as the crowd all look at you

The team 👉🏻👁️💧👄💧👁️

The crowd 👉🏻😳🫣

The coaches 👉🏻😐😏

You 👉🏻🔥👄🔥

Suddenly the crowd starts applauding as the team stands there

“YN is right, these boys played a fantastic game?” Someone yelled

You nodded, happy with the outcome as you strolled off the court and to the sidelines, grabbing your stuff and heading out

The boys silently followed you, Kita in the lead as he spoke

“Umm YN,” he said

You turned around, putting your hand up to stop him

“Kita don’t thank me. I love you guys and I’ll do anything to protect you. You played your hearts out and while I’m sure you have regrets, that match was beyond amazing and well, today just happened to be Karasuno’s day,” you smiled as the boys all started to cry

You set your stuff down, going to hug them as a team

“I gotta say Yn, that was pretty badass,” Suna added

“I’m actually surprised it wasn’t Atsumu who finally broke you,” Osamu said

“Hey! I’m not that hard to deal with!” Atsumu said

“Oh you definitely are Sumu but we all just deal with it because we love you,” you say 🥰

Atsumu 👉🏻🥲 pain

[saturncom]

gUYS IVE BEEN TRYING TO FIND THE HAIKYUU X MANAGER!READER WHERE ITS JUST ANGST TO FLUFF LIKE THEY WERE DONE AFTER PRACTICE AND THEY WERE TIRED AND THEY LASH OUT ON READER AND ITS JUST READER AVOIDING THE TEAM BCZ OF ORDEAL & DOUBTS HERSELF AND TRIES TO LEAVE HER POSITION FROM BEING A MANAGER PLS HELP ME

[ineedhaikyu]

Summary: The story of Asahi Azumane meeting the love of his life,(Y/N) (L/N), in Nationals. He's Karasuno's ace and she's Inarizaki's manager. Despite being on different teams, it didn't stop either of them from falling in love with one another.

Pairing: Asahi Azumane x female! Reader

Warnings: Slow burn! Lots of fluff. Topics that involve struggling with anxiety, self-worth, and slight depression. Spoilers for Season 4. Manga spoilers. Slight use of offensive language. Use of (Y/N). Third POV.

Credits of Dividers to @saradika

Glass-Hearted Ace Series

Chapter 1: How a beautiful love story began.

Chapter 2: Second meetings are just as nerve-wracking as the first.

Chapter 3: Admitting to a crush to friends is only the first phase. The next phase is dealing with their reactions.

Mini Drabble: From across the volleyball net, Karasuno’s ace and Inarizaki’s manager can’t help but be infatuated with each other.

Chapter 4: It was a bittersweet moment when Inarizaki lost to Karasuno. What will happen next? Do the feelings stop there?

Chapter 5: Karasuno is heading to unknown territory as Day Three of Nationals looms upon them. For veterans, Day Three is known as Hell Day. Luckily, Asahi has a piece of heaven that he keeps close to his heart.

[true-deru]

My headcanons on what type of manager certain Haikyuu!! Volleyball clubs would have~ (Featuring Aoba Johsai and Inarizaki)

These have been bouncing around in my head for a few days, so I had to write them down~

Aoba Johsai

Someone headstrong and no nonsense, but encouraging in their own way.

Sighs in annoyance at Oikawa's antics, especially with how petty he towards certain opponents (but encourages him to take down Ushiwaka).

Gets along well with Iwaizumi and the other third-years, is one of the few that can tame Mad Dog and encourages the first-year in their own laid-back way.

Pretends not to be too invested this club, but in reality, is invested so much to see Aoba Johsai go far.

Gets annoyed with handling any gifts from fans ("I'm your manager, not your mail box, Oikawa!")

Thinks Shiratorizawa is the most boring group of people they've ever met and not afraid to voice it.

Inarizaki

Collected and hard-working but gets flustered easily. Doesn't talk that much but when they get flustered, they have a bad habit of rambling.

Gets along mostly with Kita and Osamu because of their personality. Atsumu is usually the one flustering them (On purpose? Accidental? That's anyone guess. Gets even more flustered when Kita or Osamu stands up for them).

Like with Aoba Johsai's manager, gets annoyed with handling any gifts from fans ("If you actually cared, you'd give these gifts to the players yourself").

Does not like the band, finds it pointless.

The third-years treat them like a younger sibling (especially Kita and Aran), gets along well enough with the second-years (though, has a list of all the things that bug them about the second-years. Atsumu's is the longest) and tried to encourage the first-years.

Cried at the lost at Nationals, fully seeing how hard everyone worked.

[armins-main-hoe]

Hi! I really liked ur writing so I was wondering if u can do this?

Inarizaki and shiratorizawa (or one of them) with a fem manager that gets into fights often? But it's because they have roots to delinquent family members so they're pretty recognisable,,, also she kicks ass pretty good so most of the time she comes out alive

aw thank you for liking my writing and for the request. Sorry I couldn't get round to writing it up sooner :/

"Oh no, you've got it all wrong. She does bite."

When you first signed up to be the manager for the boy's volleyball team, you really didn't think much of it. You only signed up because your parents wanted you to go to some sort of after school club.

You didn't like any of the clubs so you decided to be a manager for a sports team. Besides, you didn't think a manager would have to do much since most of the organisation for matches would be done by the teachers and coaches.

So here you are on your first day being introduced to the boys in the team.

Inarizaki

You stood before them with a deadpan face on.

"Hey, I'm Y/n L/n and I'll be your manager from today onwards."

They boys bowed and said their greetings but you still felt like some of them were looking at you funny. So you looked at one, he had bleached yellow hair. (Atsumu Miya)

"What?"

He tilted his head up and looked down at you suspiciously.

"Are you the Y/n L/n who got into a fight with Hiroto Ito a week ago?"

"Yeah, why? You looking for a fight too?"

Another boy came forward, he was slightly shorter but still a few inches taller than you with with black spikes for hair that went upwards. (Michinari Akagi)

"It was about time someone put that guy in his place. He was actually really annoying, would never let us practice in peace."

To your surprise, this boys were actually pretty nice to you and as you watched them practice you saw the passion they had for the sport.

Almost made you feel guilty for signing up for this role when you knew nothing about Volleyball.

You would hand out water bottles and towels during their breaks and tried your best to memories their names. Took you a few days to do that though.

Over the next few weeks, you ended up growing fond of the team and the team members which lead you to put more effort in your role as the manager.

You would take notes about each player, their strengths and weaknesses and you took time out of your day to learn the rules for volleyball. You didn't even realise when but your passion for the sport grew and grew.

Soon even the team members saw the improvement in you and grew fond of you as their manager. They hadn't ever had one before you and you were already setting their standard for a manager pretty high.

Soon you would even tease and joke around with them.

Their coach loved having you around for practice since the boys were actually kinda scared of you whenever they would mess up and made them try their very best each practice.

There was a time where they had a competition to go to where there would be a few other schools' volleyball teams attending too. It was your first match that you would be attending with them as their manager. Since it was your first, you didn't actually know how big the team's cheer squad was, which surprised you a bit when you first saw. There was also a crowd everywhere you went so it made it hard to move and get from one place to another.

However, around 15 minutes before matches you realised that Kita was missing for more than 10 minutes. The team can't play without their captain present. So you went to go quickly find him. After a few minutes you found him about to enter the changing rooms.

"Where were you? The team was waiting for you." You asked him.

"I had my phone on me and I was going to put it in a locker before the matches start." He put his phone up to show you. Before you or him could say anymore, someone from the crowd passing by with a hooded face snachted his phone and ran.

"Go back to the team. Go!" You pushed him in the direction to the entrance of the sports hall and then ran after the hooded face.

The guy ran down the streets and into an ally way which lead to a dead end. He turned around you saw that he was wearing a mask as well.

"Heh, what's a little girl like you gonna do huh?" The guy's voice came out a little muffled from his mask.

"A lot."

Safe to say you managed to beat his ass with the new moves your uncles had taught you. Though you did get a few scratches on your face and knuckles but you got Kita's phone back and the hooded guy seemed pretty beat up.

Running back to the competition, you just hoped Kita hadn't worried too much to mess up his performance. By the time you got back and made it to the coaches side, you saw that your team was already playing their first match.

At some point, Kita met your eyes and you gave him a toothy grin and a thumbs up while holding his phone in your other hand. He smiled back before focusing back on the game.

When they had a break in between the match, you handed out water bottles. When you gave one to Kita, he saw the scratches on your face.

"Did you get into a fight?"

"No, drink your water and don't worry, you're phone is in perfect condition."

"You got hurt though." When he said that, a few of the other team members turned around to check on you.

"Damn miss manager, you really shouldn't be kicking ass while your team is out here playing a match." Atsumu teased. He didn't know you chased a guy down an ally who stole his captain's phone.

"You know you should be careful or she might just kick your ass Atsumu." Osamu told him, sending you a smile before him and his brother began to bicker.

You shooed them all away once the break was over while rolling your eyes at their teasing remarks.

You had a small smile as you watched them play and you felt like this wouldn't be the first time you would get into a fight for them but you really couldn't care. They can repay you by getting first place.

Shiratorizawa

"I'm Y/n L/n and I'll be your manager from today forwards."

You were there at every practice they had, they would see you taking notes and giving out water bottles. You learned all their names and positions within 3 days. You were doing everything one would expect a manager to do and you would do it flawlessly.

Which actually surprised them since you were known throughout the school to get into fights with other students both in your school and from other schools.

However, not long since you began being their manager, you once came to practice late with some bruises on your hands and a rather sour mood.

Tendo asked you about it but you just shooed him away to practice more, even hitting him with your clipboard.

Another time, you came to practice with your hair a bit messy and a busted lip that had been poorly treated. Though luckily that time the coach wasn't there to report it to another teacher and Eita Semi and Kenjiro Shirabu dragged you to the infirmary to get it treated properly.

Once, you came to practice after a fight which you personally found very easy to finish. You didn't get any big, obvious injuries so to the other team members, they thought you hadn't came back from a fight and continued practice like usual.

But the captain knew otherwise. When he came over to the side to get a drink he walked over to you.

"So, who did you fight with today?"

"Huh, how did you know?"

"I'm an excellent observer."

"Uhh sure, well it wasn't anything too bad. So don't worry about me."

He chuckled.

"I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about the kid you beat up. Wonder what condition he is in right now."

"Gee captain, thanks for caring about your manager so much."

You both laughed before you fell silent.

"The bastard wouldn't quit saying nonsense about the team and starting up rumours." You told him.

"Aw, so you do care about us!" Tendo popped up on the other side of you.

"Fuck tendo! You scared me, I nearly punched you."

He laughed and put an arm around you.

"You beating up guys who talk shit about us? How thoughtful of you manager."

"Tendo do you want me to beat you up with my clipboard again?"

"Hehe, it's like we have our own personal bodyguard."

You smacked him with your clipboard.

"ow! Okay, okay, I'll stop. Gonna go practice some more. Talk to ya later miss bodyguard- I mean manager."

"Tendo!"

The other team members looked over at you and Tendo and were either laughing or sighing. "Looks like he is gonna get his ass beat again."

"He really should stop riling her up, she is actually kinda scary."

"Yeah but tendo is another breed, he isn't afraid."

Thank you for this request anon, this was pretty fun to write. Hope you enjoyed reading it!

[rintarousgirl]

I WANNA BE YOURS ✩ profiles

CHARACTERS: Y/N L/N, SUNA RINTAROU, MIYA ATSUMU, MIYA OSAMU, ARAN OJIRO, KITA SHINSUKE, KUROO TETSURO, BOKUTO KOUTARO, KENMA KOZUME, AKAASHI KEIJI

MASTERLIST

fun fact(s)! -

✩ - bokuto is still a proffesional vb player on MSBY along with sakusa and hinata. atsumu DID play on MSBY but not for long as he worked with kita and osamu to create the band, so he didn't leave a lasting impression on bokuto

✩ - akaashi's account is private because he had a lot of people flooding his dms asking to get to know him better

✩ - kenma streams three times a week (as shown in his bio) and occasionally stars his friends in them

✩ - the band doesn't post that much, but they tend to post as if they ARENT famous (ex. osamu talking about going to the farmers market) and the fans go crazy about how comfortable they are online

✩ - despite being quiet irl, suna posts the most online. he'll post random things such as cats he finds on the sidewalk, what he eats for dinner, just random tweets of emojis or small sentences

✩ - kuroo has so many followers because he's attractive, he (along with the rest of Y/N's friends) are the main reason she has such a big following as they're always reposting her tweets and sharing her information to their accounts as well

✩ - atsumu's header is a picture of him and osamu taken by their ma

✩ - suna has a cat named arabella, as shown in his post

taglist: @gojoscumslut | @mannaornot | @sunarots | @alienvarmint | @fleoresies | @tkooooop | @cheriesdear

[your-local-simp-writers]

Manager Birthday Surprise

Word Count: 4143

Warnings: None

Headcanons: Nekoma x Fem! Manager ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶���꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

As the sun began its descent behind the school buildings, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, Y/N finished tidying up the gymnasium of Nekoma High. The air was filled with the lingering sounds of volleyballs thumping against the hardwood floor and the echoes of laughter from her friends. Today had been just another busy day, one filled with her usual responsibilities as the team manager. Yet tomorrow was special—it was her birthday.

The thought had flitted through her mind throughout the day, but now, as she watched her teammates packing up their gear, a sense of unease settled in. With all the upcoming exams and tournaments, it was easy for people to forget. Y/N tried to shake off the feeling; after all, she didn’t want to be the one to burden her friends with her expectations.

“Y/N! Come help me with this!” Lev Haiba shouted from across the gym, his voice slicing through her thoughts like a knife. She smiled, grateful for the distraction, and walked over to him. Lev was his usual energetic self, his hair flopping in every direction as he fidgeted with a net.

“Sure thing, Lev. What do you need?” she asked, taking the net from him. She admired how he always seemed to radiate enthusiasm, even when he stumbled over his own feet.

“Just trying to get this thing down! It’s like a puzzle, and I think I’m missing a piece!” He grinned sheepishly, and Y/N couldn’t help but laugh.

As they worked together, the gym echoed with the sounds of her teammates—Kuroo was barking orders, Kenma was zoned out on his phone, and Yaku was barking at Lev to focus. Y/N felt a warm glow of belonging. These were her friends, her family, and they made every day at Nekoma worthwhile.

But as the clock ticked closer to closing time, Y/N felt that familiar twinge of disappointment again. Would they remember? She had no reason to doubt them, but her heart had been let down before, and that fear lingered like a shadow.

“Hey, Y/N!” Kuroo called out, breaking her from her reverie. “Can you grab the water bottles from the back room? We need to make sure everyone stays hydrated.”

“Of course! Be right back!” she replied, grateful for the task to keep her mind busy. As she headed toward the storage area, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. The boys had been acting a little more secretive than usual, huddling together in corners and whispering, but she brushed it off as normal team banter.

Meanwhile, in the back of the gym, Kuroo was rallying the troops for the surprise party. “Alright, guys! We’ve got to make this birthday special for Y/N. She does so much for us!” he declared, his eyes glinting with excitement.

“Who’s bringing the cake?” asked Nobuyuki Kai, glancing down at his phone where a list of supplies was displayed.

“I got it covered! I know the perfect bakery,” Yaku said, pumping his fist in the air. “Just remember to keep Y/N busy while we set everything up!”

“I’ll help with the decorations! I want to make it look epic!” Lev chimed in, his enthusiasm contagious.

“Lev, no more talking! Just grab the balloons!” Kuroo replied with a playful grin. “And for the love of all that is good, don’t let Y/N see you!”

Lev nodded vigorously, ready for the mission. As the boys split up into pairs, Yaku and Lev headed to the bakery while the others stayed behind to decorate.

...

The bakery was just a few blocks away, and as Yaku and Lev approached, the air was filled with the sweet scent of fresh pastries wafting through the open door. Lev practically bounced on his toes, his eyes wide with excitement. “I can already smell the cake!” he exclaimed, sniffing the air dramatically, his stomach rumbling in anticipation.

“Try not to drool all over the sidewalk,” Yaku teased, but he couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. Lev’s excitement was infectious.

Inside, the bakery was a feast for the senses. Display cases gleamed with an array of treats—fluffy croissants, glossy eclairs, and, at the center of it all, the showstopper: an intricately designed chocolate cake, topped with vibrant sprinkles and delicate fondant decorations.

“Whoa…” Lev’s voice dropped to a whisper, his eyes sparkling like a child in a candy store. “That cake looks incredible!”

Yaku nodded, his heart swelling with pride. “It’s perfect. Y/N is going to love this,” he said, stepping up to the counter to place their order. The bakery’s owner, a cheerful woman with flour-dusted hands and a warm smile, greeted them.

“Looking for something special?” she asked, her eyes twinkling.

“Yes! We need that beautiful chocolate cake, please!” Yaku pointed, excitement bubbling within him.

“Great choice! I’ll get it for you right now,” she replied, bustling off to the back.

As they waited, Lev leaned closer to Yaku, his voice low and conspiratorial. “I hope she’s really surprised. She always does so much for us.”

Yaku nodded in agreement. “She deserves this. Let’s make it memorable.”

Just then, the woman returned, carefully balancing the cake on a large plate. “Here you go! Just be careful with it—it’s a bit fragile.”

“I got this!” Lev declared, reaching out eagerly to grab the cake box. “Let me carry it! I promise I won’t drop it this time!”

“No way, I’ll handle it. I’m not letting you ruin this birthday surprise,” Yaku countered, gripping the box tightly and pulling it closer to him.

Lev’s competitive spirit flared up. “Come on, Yaku! It’s my turn! I can do it!” He lunged forward, trying to snag the box away.

“No! I’ve got it! You’ll just mess it up!” Yaku insisted, yanking it back toward himself.

In the ensuing tug-of-war, both boys stumbled slightly, their grips slipping. Suddenly, in a dramatic twist of fate, they both lost hold of the cake. The box flew into the air like a poorly thrown basketball, spinning in slow motion.

“NO!” Yaku shouted, eyes wide in horror as he watched it descend.

The cake hit the pavement with a resounding splat, rich chocolate frosting exploding outward like a delicious disaster. Sprinkles flew everywhere, raining down like confetti.

“OH. MY. GOD!” Lev gasped, staring at the mess before them. The once-beautiful cake was now a sad, chocolatey puddle, oozing on the ground.

“HOUSTON, WE HAVE A PROBLEM!” Yaku shouted, his voice thick with disbelief as he stared down at the ruined cake, shock written all over his face.

Lev’s expression turned frantic as he knelt beside the wreckage, his heart sinking. “What do we do? What do we do?!” His voice was a mixture of panic and desperation, glancing around as if expecting help to appear from thin air.

“I don’t know! We can’t go back empty-handed! Y/N is going to be so disappointed!” Yaku exclaimed, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

“We have to fix this! Maybe we can scoop it back up? Nobody will notice!” Lev suggested, his eyes darting to the remains, desperately trying to find a solution.

“Lev, that’s disgusting! We can’t serve her that!” Yaku replied, shaking his head vigorously, his brow furrowed in concern.

“Then what? There’s got to be another bakery nearby!” Lev suggested, already scrambling back to his feet. His enthusiasm to find a solution was palpable, though Yaku could see the worry in his eyes.

Yaku took a deep breath, trying to think clearly. “Okay, okay. Let’s find another cake. We can’t let this ruin her birthday.”

Lev nodded, determination flashing in his eyes. “Right! We’ll make this work. Y/N deserves to be celebrated!”

...

Back in the gym, the sound of sneakers squeaking against polished wood echoed softly as Y/N moved methodically to tidy up the area. She hummed a cheerful tune, blissfully unaware of the chaos unfolding just blocks away. Her focus was entirely on making the space welcoming for tomorrow’s celebration; folding chairs, arranging volleyballs, and ensuring everything was in place for their practice.

In the corner, Kenma leaned against the wall, his usual quiet demeanor giving way to a soft smile as he watched her. He admired her dedication and the way she poured herself into everything she did—always the first to arrive, the last to leave. A pang of guilt washed over him as he thought about the surprise party. What if she didn’t love it? What if they had messed it all up?

“Hey, Y/N!” Kenma called softly, pushing himself to join the conversation, his heart racing slightly. “What do you think about the strategy for the upcoming tournament?”

She turned to him, her eyes lighting up at the chance to talk about volleyball. “Oh, definitely! I think we should focus on our defense,” she replied, her enthusiasm infectious. “We have to keep an eye on their spikes; they’re pretty fast!”

As they delved into the intricacies of their game plan, Y/N’s passion shone through. She animatedly described the opposing team’s strategies, her hands gesturing as she spoke. Kenma listened intently, nodding along, genuinely impressed. He felt a warmth in his chest as she outlined her ideas, her voice ringing with confidence. She always seemed to elevate those around her, making him want to step up his own game.

...

Meanwhile, Kuroo stood a few feet away, motioning for the others to gather in a huddle, urgency etched on his face. “Listen up, team! We need to distract Y/N while we figure out what to do about the cake!” he instructed, lowering his voice as if Y/N could somehow hear their plans from across the gym.

“Let’s keep her talking about volleyball!” Inuoka suggested eagerly, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “Or we can do that thing where we pretend to take her out for ice cream!”

“Great idea! We can split up, and I’ll take her to the snack bar for some treats while the rest of you finish up here,” Kuroo said, feeling the pressure mount. His brows furrowed slightly as he strategized on the fly. “We’ve got to keep her engaged, so she doesn’t suspect anything.”

Yamamoto chimed in, trying to help ease the tension. “I can help! We can make it sound like a special treat for all her hard work! Everyone loves ice cream!”

“Perfect! But we need to make sure she’s focused on us and not wondering why the rest of you are so quiet,” Kuroo warned, glancing back at Y/N. “We have to act natural, okay?”

As the plan solidified, the group split up, with Kuroo walking over to Y/N with a casual demeanor. “Hey, Y/N! We were thinking of hitting the snack bar for a little celebration,” he said, trying to sound nonchalant. “You’ve been working so hard lately, and we thought you deserved a treat!”

“Oh, that sounds great!” Y/N replied, her face lighting up with a smile, completely unaware of the panic brewing behind the scenes. “I could use a little pick-me-up!”

As Kuroo led her toward the snack bar, Kenma watched, feeling a mix of relief and nervousness. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to go wrong, but he pushed it aside, focusing instead on Y/N’s laughter as she followed Kuroo, her spirit so contagious.

The rest of the team continued to hustle, gathering decorations and supplies for the party. Kuroo glanced back at them, a silent communication passing among them. Time was running short, and they needed to execute the surprise flawlessly. The clock was ticking, and as he stole a glance at Y/N, he couldn’t help but hope that everything would come together perfectly.

As they walked, the chatter of volleyball strategies continued, but in the back of Kuroo’s mind, he silently prayed that the cake catastrophe wouldn’t derail their carefully laid plans.

Meanwhile, Yaku and Lev were still reeling from their disastrous cake mishap, the rich, sticky frosting dripping down their clothes. As they rushed back toward the gym, they could feel their panic rising like the remnants of the fallen cake. “What are we going to do? She’s going to hate us!” Lev lamented, his eyes wide with horror, and he wiped a hand across his face, only to smear more chocolate on his cheek.

Yaku felt his own heart racing, a knot tightening in his stomach. “Just grab another cake! Quickly!” he urged, glancing around desperately as they sprinted down the street, the embarrassment of the moment still fresh in their minds. He scanned the nearby shops, each storefront seeming to mock their misfortune with cheerful window displays of perfect confections.

“Over there!” Lev shouted, pointing at a quaint little bakery tucked between a coffee shop and a boutique. Its sign read "Sweet Delights," and the warm light spilling out from the windows promised a treasure trove of baked goods. They bolted inside, the bell above the door jingling as they rushed in, the sugary scent enveloping them like a warm hug.

Inside, the bakery was a charming scene of pastel colors and delectable treats displayed behind a glass counter. Lev’s eyes darted from one cake to another, but he quickly felt overwhelmed. “What if they don’t have anything? What if this one is too plain?” he fretted, biting his lip anxiously, his usual bravado replaced by nervousness.

“Calm down!” Yaku snapped, shaking off the frosting residue from his hands. “Let’s just find something we can work with. We need to be fast!” His tone was sharp, but he felt just as panicked. They were on a mission to salvage the day, and he wouldn’t let their earlier mistake ruin Y/N’s birthday.

After a frantic scan of the counter, they finally spotted a simple vanilla cake, perfectly frosted with creamy white icing and topped with a solitary candle. It was plain, but it was also their only hope. “That one! Grab it!” Yaku shouted, pointing, relief flooding through him.

Lev rushed forward, nearly tripping over his own feet as he called out to the baker, “We’ll take that one, please!” He couldn’t help but feel the weight of the moment; this was a pivotal moment for them. He wanted Y/N’s birthday to be special, and a simple cake felt like a weak replacement for the beautifully designed one they had just ruined.

As the baker wrapped the cake in a box, Yaku leaned closer to Lev, trying to reassure him. “What if she doesn’t like this one?” Lev fretted again, his anxiety creeping back in. He ran a hand through his messy hair, frosting still sticking stubbornly to the tips.

Yaku gave him a firm look, forcing himself to sound more confident than he felt. “She’ll love it because it’s from us. We’re the ones who are supposed to make her birthday special, right? It doesn’t matter if it’s fancy or plain,” he said, his voice steadier than his thoughts. “What matters is that we’re celebrating her.”

Lev took a deep breath, nodding slowly. “You’re right. It’s the thought that counts, I guess,” he muttered, trying to convince himself as much as Yaku. They paid for the cake, and as they exited the bakery, the weight of urgency bore down on them once more.

With the cake secured in Lev’s hands, they sprinted back to the gym, their hearts racing, not just from the physical exertion but from the fear of what awaited them. They could already envision Y/N’s disappointed face, and they both silently vowed to do whatever it took to make this right.

As they approached the gym, Yaku shot a quick glance at Lev, a hint of a smile breaking through the remnants of frosting on his face. “Hey, no matter what happens, we’re in this together. If she doesn’t love the cake, we’ll just have to make her love us more!” he joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Lev chuckled, the tension easing just a little. “Yeah, and maybe we’ll add a bit of frosting to ourselves for extra charm,” he quipped, gesturing to the mess still splattered on their clothes.

...

Once back at the gym, the atmosphere crackled with excitement as the rest of the team had put the finishing touches on their surprise. The space had been transformed into a festive wonderland, bursting with color. Balloons floated lazily from the ceiling, their bright reds, blues, and yellows contrasting against the gym's muted tones. Streamers spiraled down the walls, creating a cheerful canopy overhead, while colorful banners adorned with “Happy Birthday, Y/N!” hung proudly from the bleachers. The sweet scent of vanilla and chocolate wafted through the air, mingling with the sounds of laughter and soft whispers, filling the gym with a sense of joy.

Kuroo, the unofficial ringleader of the group, positioned himself at the gym entrance, his heart racing with anticipation. He could hardly contain his excitement as he glanced at the decorated space, his thoughts racing. “Remember, everyone! When she walks in, we all yell ‘Surprise!’ Got it?” he instructed, his voice ringing with authority yet laced with the bubbling excitement of a child on Christmas morning. The boys nodded enthusiastically, their expressions animated as they exchanged nervous glances, each of them imagining the moment Y/N would step through the door and see what they had prepared for her.

“Got it!” they chorused back, the energy in the room palpable, building like the tension before a big game.

Meanwhile, Y/N was in the hallway, her mind focused on the tasks at hand. She was wrapping up the last of her duties, ensuring everything was in place after the team's rigorous practice. As she took a moment to appreciate the hard work everyone had put in, she heard Kenma’s voice break through her thoughts, a hint of nervousness underlying his usual calm demeanor. “Hey, how about we get some ice cream or something? I could really use a treat after practice,” he suggested, trying to sound casual but failing to mask the anxious glances he cast towards the gym entrance.

“Oh, sure! That sounds great!” Y/N replied, her spirits lifting at the thought of ice cream. It was a well-deserved treat after a long day. “Let me just finish putting these away,” she added, her voice brightening as she focused on her final tasks.

“Perfect! We should go now!” Kenma urged, his tone quickening with urgency as he gently nudged her towards the door. His eyes sparkled with the thrill of the upcoming surprise, and he could hardly contain his excitement. Kuroo, stationed just out of sight, was signaling frantically to the others, his heart pounding with anticipation.

This was it; this was the moment they had all been waiting for.

The door creaked open, and as Y/N stepped inside, her expression shifted from confusion to shock. The vibrant colors exploded around her like fireworks, and the cheerful faces of her teammates brought a smile to her lips, but it quickly faded into disbelief.

“Surprise!”

The collective shout echoed around her, a burst of joy that reverberated off the gym walls, and Y/N’s eyes widened in shock. The decorations, the balloons bobbing playfully overhead, and the warm smiles of her friends enveloped her like a cozy blanket. “Oh my gosh! You guys… You remembered!” she gasped, her voice trembling with emotion, her heart soaring as the realization washed over her.

Kuroo stepped forward, beaming with pride. “Of course we did! We wouldn’t forget the birthday of our amazing manager!” he declared, his voice laced with sincerity. His enthusiasm was infectious, and the rest of the team gathered around, their eyes sparkling with excitement as they watched her reaction.

Lev, still coated in remnants of frosting from their earlier mishap, held up the plain vanilla cake as if it were a trophy, a goofy grin plastered across his face. “And I promise I didn’t drop it this time!” he exclaimed proudly, his earlier embarrassment fading in the face of Y/N’s joy. The cake was simple but adorned with a single candle, glowing brightly against the stark white icing.

Laughter erupted as Y/N took in the scene, her emotions swelling. “You guys… this is incredible!” she exclaimed, tears welling in her eyes as she felt a rush of gratitude flooding her chest. “I can’t believe you did all this for me!”

But the joy was overwhelming, and as the realization of their effort washed over her, her voice caught in her throat, a mixture of disbelief and gratitude swirling within her. Tears spilled over, tracing paths down her cheeks as she blinked in surprise. The room fell silent for a brief moment, the laughter dying down as her friends registered the change in her expression. Concern flickered across their faces as they exchanged worried glances.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Kuroo asked, his smile faltering as he stepped closer, his brows furrowing in genuine concern. He couldn’t bear the thought of having upset her; the last thing he wanted was to ruin this special moment.

“I—” she started, but the words caught in her throat. “I’m just really happy,” she finally managed to say, tears spilling over and tracing paths down her cheeks. “No one has ever gone to such extreme lengths for me before, other than my parents.” Her heart felt so full, the love from her friends wrapping around her like a warm embrace. This was a moment she had never expected, and it touched her deeply.

The boys paused, their expressions shifting from worry to relief as they slowly began to understand. “Oh, thank goodness! We thought you were upset!” Lev exclaimed, his voice laced with concern, his playful demeanor fading into seriousness.

“Yeah, we wouldn’t want to ruin your birthday,” Yaku added, his brow furrowing with concern. The idea of upsetting her was the last thing they wanted.

Y/N laughed through her tears, shaking her head as she took a moment to compose herself. “No, no! I’m just… so overwhelmed. This means so much to me.” She looked around at the decorations, the smiling faces, and felt a sense of belonging she hadn’t realized she was missing. “Thank you all for this,” she said, her voice steadying with each word.

As the atmosphere shifted back to one of celebration, Kuroo motioned for everyone to gather around her, determination lighting up his eyes. “Okay, let’s do this properly. Happy birthday, Y/N!” he began to sing, his voice lifting in the air, and soon the others joined in, their voices harmonizing in a way that felt both joyful and supportive. The sound enveloped her, each note wrapping around her heart like a gentle hug.

Y/N felt a mixture of joy and disbelief wash over her as they sang, her heart swelling with emotion. She made a wish, closing her eyes tightly as the candles flickered softly in the dim light, and then blew them out to the cheers of her friends, her heart brimming with happiness.

“Now, let’s eat this cake before it melts all over Lev!” Kuroo joked, breaking the moment with his usual charm, and laughter erupted again, the earlier tension forgotten as they surrounded Y/N with love and celebration.

As they sliced into the cake, the chatter resumed, filled with playful banter and shared stories from their time together. Y/N felt like she was glowing, the warmth of their affection wrapping around her like a cozy blanket. She watched her teammates joking and laughing, each of them adding to the joy that filled the gym.

“Hey, Y/N,” Kenma said quietly, his gaze softening as he offered her a piece of cake. “I’m glad we could do this for you.”

“Me too, Kenma,” she replied, her voice full of sincerity as she accepted the slice. “It means the world to me.”

As the laughter continued and the atmosphere pulsed with joy, Y/N felt an overwhelming surge of love and gratitude for her friends. Without thinking, she opened her arms wide, and the boys responded immediately, rushing in for a group hug that enveloped her completely.

“Group hug!” Kuroo cheered, and soon all of them were gathered around her, their laughter filling the air as they squeezed tightly, a tangible warmth of camaraderie and affection surrounding her.

“You guys are the best!” Y/N exclaimed, her heart swelling as she nestled into the embrace, feeling their support envelop her like a safe haven. It was a moment she would cherish forever, a celebration not just of her birthday, but of the incredible bonds they had forged together.

As they finally pulled back, each wearing smiles that mirrored the joy in her heart, Y/N knew this birthday would be one she’d remember for years to come. 

[storiitells]

Nekoma's Manager Jackpot

An episodic* Kuroo X Oc Series

Enjoy the first sneak peak of it (the series will not be told over text messages this is only for funnsies)

About the Manager

(Photo of Kylie was taken back at England)

This is Kylie White an exchange student from England, visiting Nekoma high school for a year. She's in 2nd grade class 5 and at her first day of school, she immediately applied as a manager of the boys volleyball team.

More information about her will be presented in further episodes. I hope you'll like them <3

*episodic meaning, each episode stands on its own and has none to some connections with other episodes. There's no specific order to read them in, but maybe if you squint a little there might be some order.

[officials-isabella]

~ Haikyuu X Rui reader ~

Human reader of course not demon

Reader is a grade under the first years and he look up to the volleyball team and he plans on joining next year on the time if his health allows him but right now he is on the team as a male manager and he sits with and watches the games.

Reader is very sickly but he isn't contagious but the team doesn't treat him any differently and they help him with school and they make sure he feels included in everything they do .

Hinata met reader on the way to the gym on try out and he help reader get to the gym and Hinata and reader got along great and Reader really liked Hinata as his friend and Hinata was the one to introduce reader to the team and he always tried to make reader smile .

Hinata worried alot about reader but he knows that reader doesn't like how sickly he is as reader told him and Hinata tries to make reader happy and Hinata tries to make reader feel included in everything he and the teams does.

Kageyama and reader met when Hinata introduced reader to the team and Kageyama and reader at first didn't get along but as time went on they started to get along and Reader is glad they got along now and now are friends and kageyama was confused as to why reader was introduced to the team and kageyama tries not to upset reader .

Kageyama does worried about reader but not a lot but he knows that reader doesn't like how sickly he is as reader told him and Hinata and Kageyama tries to not reader upset about it and kageyama also tries to make reader feel included in everything he and the teams does.

Tsukishima and Reader live in the same neighborhood so they knew each other before Hinata introduced reader to the team and reader and Tsukishima got along and they both like to make mean comments .

Tsukishima worried sometimes about reader but he knows that reader doesn't like how sickly he is as he heard reader talk about it and Tsukishima don't make reader upset as he just normal around him and Tsukishima tries to make reader feel included in everything he and the yamaguchi and the teamdoes.

Yamaguchi already knew reader as they met a few times when he visited Tsukishima house but he was surprised when Hinata introduced him at tryouts and reader and yamaguchi get along really well.

Yamaguchi often worries about Reader but he knows that reader doesn't like how sickly he is as Tsukishima told him about it and yamaguchi don't make reader upset as he doesn't do anything wrong and yamaguchi tries to make reader feel included in everything he and the Tsukishima and the teamdoes.

Daichi met reader when he was introduced at tryouts and he was the one to suggest reader be a manger as he knew it would be best for reader and daichi and reader are good friends.

Daichi often worries about reader but he knows how reader feels about his sickness as reader talk about it and Daichi tries his best to make reader feel included in things the teams does .

Sugawara met reader in the hallway as reader bump into him on accident and he was the one to encourage reader to become a manager and he and reader are good friends .

Sugawara is the one that worry about reader the most but he knows how reader feels about his sickness as reader talk about it and sugawara tried to make reader happy and include in everything.

Yachi met reader when he was introduced at tryouts and yachi help reader with stuff like homework and she was the one to help reader move around the court and reader view her as a great friend.

Yachi does worry about reader but she tried not to but she knows how reader feels about his sickness as reader talks about it and yachi tried to make reader happy and include in everything.

Kiyoko met reader when he was introduced at tryouts and kiyoko agreed daichi plan to make reader a manger and she is the one to make sure reader make it to class and reader view her as a friend.

Kiyoko tried not to worry about reader but she knows how reader feels about his sickness as reader told him and kiyoko tries make reader happy and include everything the manager does.

[yourfavouritecitizen]

PLS DOES SOMEONE know that one fanfic that’s a aoba johsai x manager one, where they had like a cafe at school and someone was a little inappropriate to the reader???? i’ve been searching for it FOREVER

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Seijoh’s Manager

Bookworm Manager

Seijoh x GN! Manager (they/them pronouns)

Warnings: swearing (probably, actually idk)

AN: this is an anon request.

Honestly I think this team is a perfect fit for a manager who loves to read!

They give a certain vibe of class and distinction 😌

And idk if you read romance, action, manga, smut, fantasy, non-fiction, etc

Readers have a certain amount of grace to me

And of course, our precious Yn is the number #1 most graceful 💅

You attend Seijoh and you just happen to be a first year

You never really bothered anyone, never really stood out but you had friends and were a typical student

Perks of being a wallflower 😏

Prepare for book puns and I won’t apologize!

Anyways, you were a typical student who just happened to have class with our favorite aloof wing spiker, Kunimi

Kunimi actually really enjoyed you because you were nice, sweet and pleasant

You never caused drama and while you did have you noise in a book a lot, he’d rather have that than someone gushing over his Senpai 🙄

I totally feel like Kunimi would like reading too so he would probably ask you about your reads, which you happily share

You probably were constantly tired, like him, only you were tired because you stayed up all night reading 😅

During a normal practice, Mattsun and Makki were again teasing Oikawa for being the reason they couldn’t have nice things

Aka a manager

“I can’t help that everyone likes me!” Oikawa whines

“Shut up Shittykawa nobody likes you!” Iwaizumi shouts

Suddenly Kunimi looks over and you appear in the doorway of the gym, eyes locked in a book and holding his math book

He looks at you questionably, which prompts Kindaichi, Yahaba, Watari and Kyotani to do the same thing

He runs past his arguing seniors towards you and greets you kindly

“Hello Yn, did you bring this for me?” He asks as you snap from you book, a wide, adorable smile greeting him

“Yes! I was headed out and I noticed you forgot it so I figured I’d swing by!”

By now, the seniors have noticed you and annoyingkawa is on the move 🙄

“Well hello there and who might you be?” He says but you say nothing

Oikawa clears his throat and tries again, “hello there cutie-chan!”

Again, nothing

Kunimi is holding it together by a thread, Makki and Mattsun are too stunned to speak and Iwaizumi is hella impressed!

“You know it’s rude to ignore you seniors!” Oikawa growled

You snap from your book, eyes locking with his, “oh I’m sorry, this is just a really interesting part, nothing against you personally but it’s kind of important so I’ll be on my way.”

Makki and Mattsun BUST out laughing

Kindaichi, Yahaba, and Watari just stare

Kyotani and Iwa are in awe of your ability to ignore THE Oikawa

“I’ll see you in class tomorrow Akira,” you say, waving at him and walking away

Immediately, Iwa runs up to Kunimi and asks, “does Yn need a club??”

And that, my dear, is how you became the Seijoh’s new manager 🥰

Now at first, you weren’t really super excited about volleyball

I mean, you originally said yes because you needed a club and well, Kunimi was your friend

However you found one perk to the sport

In the form of reading Sports Mangas 😍

Surprisingly it was an excellent way to learn the sport as well as combine it with your love of reading

Even if Manga wasn’t your first choice, you definitely found it easier to learn thought reading gs alternative means

Mainly loserkawa 🙄 who took it upon himself to try and educate you on the sport

It’s literally Lord of the Flies up in here!

“Shittykawa leave Yn alone!!” Iwa shouts as you stand next to Kunimi and Kindaichi

“I’m teaching Yn-Chan the fine art of serving!” Oikawa shouted back

“Umm thanks Oikawa but I think I got it. I read a manga last night and I got the basics down,” you says as Oikawa puts up his hand

“Why read Yn-Chan when you can learn from the greatest?!” He says, tossing up the balls

And slamming it right into the net

You 👉🏻😐

Kunimi and Kindaichi 👉🏻🙄

Makki and Mattsun 👉🏻🤣🤣

Iwaizumi 👉🏻🧑🏻‍🦱🤛🏻

Oikawa 👉🏻 💀

Thankfully your knowledge of volleyball, from reading, you were able to help the boys come up with new skills and tactics to win!

Unfortunately, the skills and tactics didn’t match up against Karasuno, who apparently had developed their own skills

The third years were broken, the second years so upset and the first years disappointed

You couldn’t help but feel awful, like you failed them

On the bus ride home, everyone was quiet as you sat

You wanted to cheer them up but you didn’t know how

Then it came to you, you pulled out your book from your bag

Let’s just say it was one of your new favorites and you began to read out loud to the bus

The boys slowly looked up, listening to your soothing voice as you recited lines perfectly

The entire bus seemed to calm down, the tension disappearing as you continued to read

Once back at school, you stopped reading and prepared to get off the bus

“Wait Yn what happens next?” Kindaichi asks as Kunimi nods

“Come on YN, you can’t really just leave us hanging with that!” Yahaba groaned

“Anyone can see the hero is going to end up victorious as always!” Oikawa chimes in as Iwa smacks him in the back of the head

“Shittykawa shit up!” Iwa said as Mattsun and Makki helped you unload the gear

“You’ll finish reading the story right Yn?” Makki asks as you smile

Of course you will 🥰