#haikyuu!! university au

[kos-tyan]

love at first sight case

[raisunomii]

University AU setter squad (also known as gc: japans finest) who get into way, way more trouble than they can afford. It always ends with Iwaizumi, Daichi, and Kuroo (who are the designated setter rescuers) on the way to the local station at 3am. They've driven there like 90 times for reasons no one wants to repeat.

Kuroo and Bokuto don't understand how their boyfriends, of all people, keep getting into this. Kuroo sure as hell doesn't understand how Kenma ended up with a scar running from his ankle to knee, and Kenma's explanation of "river" doesn't do much for him either. Akaashi should know better than to get into bar fights. Bokuto finds that Akaashi does not, in fact, know better when Akaashi comes home with a busted lip. It's okay. The other guy looked worse.

When Oikawa calls Iwaizumi at 5am because "oh my god iwa they're going to make us do crack" he damn near has a heart attack. Iwa's out of bed in, like, a minute, and he finds Oikawa and Kageyama at a fucking bath house in Tokyo, of all places! And they're trashed! Kageyama's never been as scared for his life as he was on the drive back to iwaoi's apartment.

Sakusa expects it. Sakusa's pretty well aware that his boyfriend's awful and gets into weird shit. He draws the line at waking up with Osamu Miya in his bed. Or, at least, he thinks it's Osamu, because Atsumu dyed his hair fucking BLACK last night and didn't tell him! Atsumu's banished to the couch for two nights. Daichi prefers not to remember what Suga gets up to. But Suga makes it really, really hard when he comes home with a tramp stamp. Daichi yells "You're gonna be a teacher, Koushi!" when he sees it, then settles for shaking Suga by the shoulders as he just cackles.

[haikyu-mp4]

The Schoolyear Series

In your university's library, there is a table with magical powers, right in front of the big old windows, past a couple of shelves. Whether this is actual magic, fate, or just happy accidents depends on who you ask. In the span of one school year, seven guys make their way there at different times, going there to study and leaving with something more.

University!AU. Disclaimer: This is based on university in my country, where exams are generally held around the beginning of December and the beginning of June and classes end about a month before so you have time to study. The weather will also be according to where I live, with snow and long nights in winter.

★ Hirugami Sachiro in September

Part two: The Board Game

☆ Tendo Satori in October

Part two: The Comedians

★ Kozume Kenma in November

Part two: The Drink

☆ Bokuto Kotaro in January

Part two: The Snowball Fight

★ Oikawa Toru in February

Part two: The Stars

☆ Hinata Shoyo in March

Part two: The Club

Part three: The Crown

★ Miya Atsumu in April

Part two: The Movie

Originally, this was written in my BTS phase, each story for a different member. Any armies out there, tell me if you can guess who is who while reading;)

masterlist

[hitoshi-yuuto]

Haikyuu rich kids AU

AU where some of the characters are rich kids

They have known each other since their childhood, because they hung out in the same social circle (Rich kids)

Hinata Shouyou

- Son of the richest man in the world, makes him the second richest person in the world.

-Spoiled kid born with a diamond spoon in his mouth, Tends to spend money as if he had it infinitely (which is the case)

-He didn't have any friends when he was younger because everyone was after he's money, he created a false identity in high school and was able to have his first real friends (Karasuno)

-His language of love is giving gifts, he doesn't know how to show his love otherwise.

-He bought the Karasuno High School to donate more funds to the volleyball clubs

- Is better at volleyball than in the canon since he has been playing since he was a kid with his friends, and he pays volleyball players to teach him.

-He fell in love with Kageyama when Karasuno learned that he was rich and that Kageyama's only reaction was: All I care about are your volleyball skills.

Sakusa Kiyoomi

- Coming from a family of famous doctors/hospital directors and son of the CEO of most of the greatest pharmaceutical companies and laboratories around the world.

-He and Sachirō support each other as people who don't want to follow in their family's footsteps.

-Even if he doesn't want to become a doctor, it runs through his veins and he's very good at it.

-He and Shouyou were best friends until they were 13 years old, since then they say they hate each other but we all know it's a lie.

-When he fell in love he thought he was sick, it put all the hospitals on alert.

Komori Motoya

-Son of the mania of the restaurant and food industry in the world.

-Loves to take friends to great restaurants

-Is a fine cook

-Spend his time inviting Kiyoomi and Atsumu to great romantic restaurants.

-He is the sponsor of Onigiri miya

Semi Eita

- Son of the Emperor of Japan, his family is everywhere in Japanese politics, his father is also the owner of seven of the biggest car brands.

-One day someone annoyed him, and he got him kicked out of the country, don't annoy the next emperor.

-Surprisingly his family supports his dream of being a singer, his aunt says that it will make a great image of him when he becomes emperor.

-Spend his time mocking Shirabu saying that he is going to become his empress.

Lev Haiba

- Son and heir of the most powerful mafia in the world

- As kill someone for the first time when he was eight years old.

- When they are old enough, he and Alisa will share the mafia as co-leaders

-He lived in Russia for the first 10 years of his life, before moving to Japan to be protected from a war, then decided to stay in Japan until he was 18 years old because he liked it so much. (Help Alisa manage the Japanese branch)

- Having grown up in the mafia world his standards are very different, he will be able to talk seriously about torturing someone while smiling.

-Also better at volleyball for the same reason as Hinata

-He confessed to Yaku at graduation, he expected a rejection and then panicked when Yaku told him yes, "you had to say no I'm a mobster I've killed people!" Yaku still said yes and if seven years later he finds himself killing someone to protect Lev it's between Lev and him alone. (Lev was devastated to have let Yaku dirty hands)

Hirugami Sachirō

- Son of the most famous volleyball player, his family is filled with super famous celebrities.(Lots of actors)

- One word from him and your reputation is ruined

- He has seen, heard, and done too many things, even if the end of the world comes tomorrow, he won't blink twice.

-He has a LOT of followers on his social media

-He's the reason Hoshiumi is the most followed volleyball player on the internet.

Yahaba Shigeru

-His parents run a really popular clothing chain in Japan.

-He was not born rich, his parents became rich when he was like twelve, He was then thrown into the lion's cage that are the rich children, and he was adopted by the group of weirdos above

-Being the only one who didn't grow up from this background, he is the only one with a real conscience, if you ask him he'll say that he is a babysitter.

-Aoba johsai seriously wonder how he manages Kyoutani, Yahaba will answer that compared to the six psychopaths he is simple.

When they met

Shouyo Kiyoomi & Motoya 4/5 years old

Eita & Sachirō 8/7/6 years old

Lev 10/11/12

Shigeru 12/11/13

Sorry for the mistakes, English is not my first language 😅

[clori-eden]

My boys doing some daily stretching.

This is part of my LU x Haikyu!! AU (yes it's still alive somewhere in my heart okayy) where the Chain plays volleyball, but fails terribly. Lol... based on my short comic and this post.

[honeycrispappletree]

ivy // hajime iwaizumi

masterlist

intros!

beach volleyball

the band: beach volleyball!

they all met in middle school when kuroo and bokuto went around asking random people to play beach volleyball with them

they're all in college and pretty well known on campus

yn sings, iwaizumi sings and plays bass, oikawa is lead guitar, bokuto is drums, and kuroo is rhytm guitar

they write and make their own music

bonus: yn and iwaizumi have solo music!!

a/n: pls ignore the amount of monthly listeners lmao i forgot to fix it, also ALL THE MUSIC TITLES BELONG TO THE ORIGINAL ARTISTS THEY ARE NOT MINE for the story i wanted people to be able to get an idea of thr music they write instead of just making up song titles

[queer-obsession]

A mad Emperor, his only son dead, no more sons to speak of, and only a daughter left as legacy. It's a disaster for you truly. You know that a coup is more likely to happen than to not happen at this point. With your father further descending into madness: throwing knives at advisors, spitting in the face of foreign dignitaries, and raving about a new war for the Empire's half-dead soldiers to fight, it's truly no surprise that everyone (even the nobles) want to overthrow him. But, you know, if your father is overthrown then you are too. Perhaps, if you were a son, you wouldn't be. Maybe your father would be overthrown and you would be put on the throne in his place. But, you are not a son, and even if you were, you wouldn't take that chance. Because this is the opportunity for many noble families to take over the throne.

You have no plan to lose your right to the throne, to lose your station and have your family disgraced for future generations. You know you need power and loyalty beyond the few spies and pages you've already cultivated. Your best chance is marriage, however, it is also your worst chance. You could marry someone loyal or you could marry someone who also wishes to overthrow you, it's a roll of the dice. However, you can limit the unpredictability of it, at least slightly, with certain categories.

You cannot marry foreign nobility or royalty. Their loyalty will always lie with their Kingdom or Empire first and you can't have that. You can't marry any of the noble houses in your Empire either because they are all vying for this opportunity to take the throne. You can't marry a commoner because it will cause to much upheaval and they won't know how to help secure your throne. This leaves your best bet as an advisor or general who is loyal to your family. The pool is small and growing smaller every day, and even then there are still risks.

After deliberation, with only your own mind, you know who the best option is. Perhaps, a general might be better for gaining an army or a noble for power. But, you need someone without much of an agenda who doesn't have a strong bloodline to overshadow yours, yet they can help you rule and prevent any coups, making others bend to you. You can only think of one person, so you have your personal page summon him to your private gardens.

You're looking at the hydrangeas when he arrives, you don't hear him at first since his footsteps are soft, but you have attuned yourself to listen closely and you hear the moment he steps close to your hippeastrums. You tense up slightly, bracing for the discussion to come, but you don't turn around.

"Princess," His bored and quiet voice greets you. It would be hard to hear in a crowd with how little he pitched it, but in the sanctuary of your empty garden, it almost seems to echo. You turn to face him and his sharp, golden, eyes meet yours for all of a second before he breaks contact and inclines his head only slightly. It's a lazy incline of his head that certainly doesn't pass as a bow and instead would pass for disrespectful, but you know who this is and that he is your best chance.

You watch some hair escape his official knot and fall over his forehead. "Wiseman Kenma Kozume," You greet in return, keeping your voice calm and in a similar low tone. He looks up and you see his nose twitch at the title, but he says nothing else. "I'm sure you know why you're here, Wiseman." You would be a fool to think Kenma Kozume didn't know your plan already and that exact reason is why he's here.

Kenma glances at you lazily before his eyes move to look at the hippeastrums again. "I can only guess, Princess."

Your lips quirk slightly. "Your guess is always more of a prediction, Wiseman. They say your eyes see the future."

He scoffs slightly at that, inappropriate to do in conversation with the crown princess, but Kenma has never cared much for that besides doing what's necessary to avoid execution. "My eyes simply look where others are too stubborn to."

You hum in response and tilt your head to look at the hippeastrums along with him. "That is why you are here," You agree as you feel the weight of your royal furs become heavier on your shoulders. "I should like those eyes as close as possible."

Kenma's poor posture remains as he tilts his head back to gaze into the darkness of the sky. "What should you require of me if I accept your proposal?" As you suspect, Kenma's already figured it out. You're sure the second your page found him and said you summoned him, that he knew why, perhaps even before that.

"Serve the Empire and prevent a coup," You answer simply as you step slightly closer, standing beside him now. "See me onto the throne and secure my reign, our reign."

Kenma rolls his head to look at you before swiftly glancing up at the dark sky. The moon illuminating even brighter tonight. "The Emperor is still mad," He reminds you in a cool and quiet tone. "I can protect you from coups, but not forever, Princess. I also, most certainly, cannot protect you from the Emperor's madness. The longer he is on the throne the more useless I will become to you."

You digest his words, something you have thought yourself in the back of your mind a few times, but never spoke aloud. You know, that your father's madness is just as much, if not more, of an obstacle than the power hungry fiends coming after you. However, you have never dared yourself to think of such a thing for a more than a second, and certainly never dared to speak it aloud. "I cannot overthrow my own father."

Kenma licks his lips and closes his eyes for a moment as he feels a breeze through the air. Then, his eyes snap open and they look at you for the longest he's ever held your gaze. "There are many ways to dispose of a man without a direct coup and without suspicion," He tells you, slightly condescending this time. "However, if you wish to remain the dutiful daughter, I will not object. Though, I will also not marry you."

An ultimatum if you've ever heard one, though you've only heard one once before from your, now, dead brother. No one else would ever dare give royalty, give the heir, an ultimatum. Except, the Wiseman, of course.

You swallow your nerves down your throat and steel yourself. You cannot allow this to escape from you. It's your best chance, perhaps your one chance, and, as much as you wish it weren't, you know his analysis is true and sound. "What such ways exist that would serve us?" You ask, quietly and unsurely, almost afraid that your mad father will hear your whispers from across the palace.

Kenma seems to analyze you for a moment, assessing you in a way, before he cuts his gaze away with a simple shrug. "The silent way that has no taste or oder and can take its intended target carefully, in a way that seems of the natural world." You know what he means. Poison. A specific one he seems to have in mind.

You're silent for a heavy few moments before you speak. Your voice soft, quiet, but set. "Will it hurt?"

Kenma is quiet before answering. "No."

You inhale shakily before steeling yourself once more. "Then, let us marry, Wiseman." Your voice is slightly unsteady, but firm in its conviction and decision. This is your best chance and perhaps it is a mercy, to put your father out of his own misery of madness and push his legacy forward in his stead.

Kenma cuts his gaze to you again and lets his sharp eyes linger on your face, searching you, making sure your conviction is true. "Very well," He concludes as he seems to find enough to satisfy him. He looks back out at your garden. "It's best to marry before we engage the next step."

You agree. You can't...dispose of your father first and then scramble for a marriage and coronation all while fighting back the vultures of court and the hyenas of neighboring enemies. It's best for you and Kenma to marry first and solidify power, and allies, while collecting information on possible coups. Then, you can take care of the last step and assume the throne. However.... "My father will not agree to me marrying you. He will not agree to me marrying anyone, at the moment." The one caveat in the plan and a symptom of your father's madness.

Kenma does not seem concerned with this, though, and he simply shakes his head in a dismissive manner. "I shall take care of it," He tells you as if the matter is no trouble. Perhaps, it's not to him. He likely already has a plan. "I will get the Emperor to agree. He listens to me as his strategist." It's true, but no one is infallible. "I should hope the court doesn't call me the ridiculous name of Wiseman for no reason."

The Wiseman, a lowly born boy of a guard and an estate maid, who rose through the ranks to become the strategist of the Emperor at the early age of twenty. The Wiseman, who won the decades long war against the Kingdom of the Sun, with only one simple strategy and a day to come up with it. The Wiseman, who had a new position and title created simply for him. The Wiseman, who's never strayed from his post and never seemed interested in anything else. The Wiseman, with the eyes that see all.

It is you who inclines your head this time. "Then, I shall leave it to you, Wiseman. I, and the Empire, are in your care. Do not disappoint."

Kenma looks out at the garden for a few moments before he flicks his gaze up to the waxing moon that shines bright over the Empire. "I would never disobey my Princess."

[luffytheworld]

Thronebound Hearts (Ushijima Wakatoshi x F!Reader Royal Au)

Hello! Before beginning, It's right to mention that I was inspired by this beautiful work , a sakusa royal au fanfic. If you haven't read it and you like Kiyoomi and Royal AU's then I highly recommend to go check it out :)

Anyways, I really loved the fanfic so much and the wording make me feel like a true queen (ahaha) and I was inspired to write this fanfic but with Wakatoshi instead.

PSA: This fanfic takes place in the same universe and timeline as that work. If you want to, definitely go check out their beautifully written work. Enjoy!

themes: Royal Au, Heartbreak, Princess F! Reader, Past Kiyoomi Sakusa x Reader

w/c: 1.1k

INTRO: LOSS

The Princess’s art room was a sanctuary of light, a place where the golden hues of the setting sun filtered through tall arched windows, bathing the space in a serene glow.

Stacks of pristine parchment sat neatly on an ornate wooden table, and vases of fresh flowers, chosen daily by her devoted servants, adorned every corner.

The faint scent of jasmine oil lingered in the air, mingling with the crisp tang of paint. Yet, despite its beauty, the room felt suffocating, the air heavy with the presence of melancholy.

You sat by the grand window, your fingers delicately holding a paintbrush. You worked in silence, the tip of the brush gliding over the canvas, bringing to life a sweeping landscape of a stormy sea.

As the second-born child of the royal family, you had lived a life free of weighty expectations. Your older brother was the crowned prince, destined to rule, while you were simply the cherished princess—a symbol of Ichibayashi’s elegance and grace.

You were given every luxury, every comfort but still remained more than just a spoiled royal. You’re Ichibayashi’s heart, a gentle soul.

Your life had been simple in its own way. You weren’t burdened by the responsibilities of governance or the weight of expectation. Your days were filled with gowns and tiaras, embroidery and tea parties.

Your greatest concern had been which dress to wear to the next ball or how to impress visiting royals with your perfect curtsies, while still remaining reserved.

Your parents, the King and Queen of Ichibayashi, had often teased you about your future. “One day,” your mother would say, you’ll marry a fine prince, and you’ll charm him with your wit and kindness.” You had always felt embarrassed at such remarks, hiding your face in your hands.

They were almost right because then along came Prince Kiyoomi Sakusa of Itachiyama.

The memory lingered like an old scar, ever-present and faintly aching.

Kiyoomi, the reserved and enigmatic prince of Itachiyama, had been your first love. Your engagement, negotiated when you were young, had promised an alliance of power and prosperity.

But it had also promised your very own happiness. For a fleeting moment in your youth, you had believed you would rule beside him, be his queen with your heart safely tethered to his, and his to yours as well.

Then, like a bitter storm, he had ended it all. No reason was given, no explanation offered. He had simply walked away, leaving you standing in the ruins of a dream you hadn’t even realized you had built so carefully.

The pain had nearly consumed you. For months, you had wandered the palace with heavy heart. But time, as it always does, dulled the edges of your heartbreak. Slowly, you began to piece yourself back together.

You found solace in painting, pouring your soul into every brushstroke. You returned to your duties, smiled politely at the nobles, and assured your family that you were fine.

And you were fine—until the news came.

The day you learned that Kiyoomi had ascended to the throne of Itachiyama as King, taking the Princess of Karasuno as his queen, was the day you felt your fragile progress crumble.

He had chosen another princess, and the announcement left you utterly shattered.

You couldn’t bring yourself to attend the wedding, claiming illness, despite the diplomatic importance of your presence.

The very thought of standing in a room filled with celebration while your heart threatened to collapse was unbearable.

Your absence had been noted, whispered about in court, but no one dared to press on the matter.

Since then, you had retreated further into yourself than you already were. Meals became a chore you frequently skipped, much to your servants’ dismay.

Dances and galas—once a chance for you to dazzle in gowns of gold and sapphire—were now nothing but opportunities for avoidance.

You kept to your chambers and mostly now your art room. Your family was worried and your servants murmured here and about, but you cared for none of it. The world outside simply felt so distant, irrelevant.

Your brush hovered over the canvas as you hesitated. You were painting the horizon now, the storm clouds thinning into a pale wash of light. You wanted it to feel hopeful but found yourself unable to finish the thought. The light refused to reach the edges of the sea, as though hope itself was too far away.

Your parents and elder brother noticed the change immediately. You ate less, your appetite for your kingdom’s ravishing dishes fading. You spent hours locked away in your art room and painted somber landscapes that mirrored your mood.

Months passed, and you slowly began to find a deeper solace in your art once more. Your paintings grew more beautifully intricate, each brushstroke a reflection of the emotions you couldn’t voice. But just as you were beginning to regain a sliver of yourself, tragedy struck.

You were in your art room, the candles in the room shining through the tall walls, casting a warm hue over the canvases and paints scattered around you.

Lost in the delicate details of a painted blooming chrysanthemum, a flower that bloomed in your kingdom, you had been working on. Your brush hovered over the canvas, your expression serene.

The sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence. A servant entered, her face pale and her hands trembling as she held a sealed letter. “Your grace!” she said, her voice unsteady, “Pardon me but…urgent news has arrived.”

You turned, your dark, expressive eyes narrowing slightly as you noted the servant’s unease. “What is it?” you asked softly.

The servant hesitated, then stepped forward, bowing deeply as she handed the letter to you.

You broke the seal, your elegant fingers unfolding the paper. Your eyes scanned the words, and the world seemed to tilt beneath you.

The paintbrush fell from your hand, clattering against the marbled floor. The servant gasped as the palette followed, the vibrant colors spilling like blood over the polished surface.

Your breath caught, your vision blurring as the words on the page seemed to burn into your mind. The letter fell from your hands, fluttering to the floor like a dying bird.

For a moment, there was only silence. Then, you took a shaky step back, your hands clutching at your chest as if trying to hold yourself together. The servant’s voice was faint, panicked, but you didn’t hear her.

The tragedy had arrived, and with it, your world would never be the same.

to be continued….

[artbymonanik]

Rockstar Kageyama, a redraw that I didn’t finish 🤩

[kevinsdsy]

me fighting the urge to not think about neil josten & kevin day in an alternate universe whenever i see haikyuu!! fanart

[haikyuudescendants]

let it snow 🌨️

[kos-tyan]

In my humble opinion Iwa-chan has to do smth with his elvish gf asap

[raisunomii]

Oikawa Tooru gets a job at a smoothie stand next to the beach during his post-grad summer (which is perfect! because he gets a brilliant view of all the surfer boys). He's got his eye on Iwaizumi- that's what Suga, his coworker, said his name was, anyways- but he's like the ONLY surfer who hasn't gotten a damn smoothie yet! really, Oikawa's gotten to see every surfer in Japan's abs except this bara beauty's. When Hajime finally does stop by (pulled along by Maki and Mattsun, who really want their friend to see the cute smoothie guy) Oikawa completely forgets how to speak. It's so bad that Suga taps him out and takes Iwa's order instead- "Hey Iwaizumi! What's up?" Fortunately for Tooru, Iwaizumi comes back the next day. And the next. And the day after that. Guess he liked the smoothie.

[sparepartshere]

Random AU’s for you fic writers!

Firefighter x Arsonist

Author x will never ever set foot in a library ever (bonus points if they can’t read)

Academic rivals but they compete for last place

Siren (who seduces then drowns people) x lifeguard

Hates children x teacher

Highschool dropout x prodigy

scientist x guinea pig (as in human they test on not the animal sickos)

fallen angel x redeemed demon

doctor x serial killer

priest x demon

Tag/credit me if you use them!

i take reqs for promps + stuff!

[hitoshi-yuuto]

Haikyuu alternative universe

Kageyama and Hinata are a married couple who own a café and an building.

So they decided to rent the rooms in the building (building where they live)

Person living in the building

1- Osamu & Atsumu

2 - Akaashi

3 - Oikawa

4 - Noya & Tanaka

5 - Yamaguchi & Yachi

6 - Semi & Ushijima

7 - Kuroo & Yaku (Kenma)

8 - Daishou & Mika

9 - Hoshiumi,

10 - Kita & Aran

━

Work/occupation

Osamu - Cooking Student

Atsumu - Model/dancer

Akaashi - Waiter/Graphic artist

Oikawa - Psychology study/Model

Noya - Deliveryman

Tanaka - Salesperson in a sports store

Yamaguchi - Waiter/art student

Yachi - Waitress/fashion student

Semi - Waiter/Singer (Not very well known)

Ushijima - Athlete

Kuroo - Marketing study/Manager Kenma

Yaku - Barista

Kenma - Streamer

Daishou - Baseball player

Mika - Fashion student/Saleswoman

Hoshiumi - Waiter

Kita - Bookseller

Aran - Study to be a history Professor

━

Bonus Info

The first two people to move in were Yamaguchi and Yachi, who went to high school with the kageyamas

People with the profession waiter work in the Kageyamas' café

Oikawa arrived here after being thrown out of his house to be gay, and being too afraid to ask iwaizumi for help,(for fear that the same thing will happen) he ran into Kageyama (same backstory as in haikyuu except the volleyball) who took him home like a stray dog, he got his modeling job thanks to Atsumu who recommended him.

Kenma doesn't officially live here but spends 80 percent of his time here, so he's counted as Yaku and Kuroo's 3 roommates.

Mika and Daishou arrived through Yachi (she and Mika are in the same class) So she started to panic when Kuroo and Daishou started beating each other (high school rival) because she thought she had done something wrong.

Tense at first between Ushijima and Oikawa (high school rival) but it gets better after, they are now friends.

Yaku meets Lev through atsumu, they were supposed to work together.

Usually everyone has breakfast together at the Kageyamas' in the morning (apart if someone is in a hurry)

Osamu wants to open his future restaurant not far from the café to stay close to everyone.

Osamu and Atsumu once called Shouyo and Tobio Mom and Dad by accident.

They have a movie night every Saturday

They have a chat group called: The Children of the Kageyamas (Group named as such, since Osamu and Atsumu called Shouyo and Tobio Mom and dad by accident)

[alexfoundausername]

I’m cooking