#kawanishi taichi imagines

[loveephia]

you as shiratorizawa's beautiful manager.

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, shiratorizawa is scary, reader is intimidated, she wants to go home, one scene is a reference to shiratorizawa antics on ao3 (one of my favorite fics!!!).

⚠ warning/s: none.

inarizaki ver. | nekoma ver. | fukurodani ver. | aoba johsai ver.

h...

hhahaHHahahahHAHAHAHAHA

if shiratorizawa was a circus, you'd be the star of the show :3

coach washijo was skeptical about letting you manage the team since girls would normally just try to shoot their shot with the players

BUT NAH. IF ANYTHING, YOU'RE MORE SCARED THAN IN LOVE.

THOSE BOYS ARE 6FT AND ABOVE. 6FT BEING THE MINIMUM HEIGHT. ARE YOU KIDDING ME???(#?$($

that's a joke shirabu is 5'8"

but round it off to the tenth place and you get 6ft BOOM MATH

you introduced yourself and did your duties properly, trying desperately not to make a FOOL OF YOURSELF.

you were most comfortable around goshiki, honestly

he was your cute underclassmen who craved validation!!

me too

AHEM ANYWAYyy

when you complimented him on his skills in volleyball, bro was over the moon

AND IT'S COMING FROM YOU?? THEIR PRETTY MANAGER?@?@?

he slipped, tripped, did a flip, and malfunctioned on the spot

"is he dead?" shirabu asked

tendō poked at his leg with a stick he found outside, "nope!

...

i think"

moving on,,

shirabu is actually your classmate

he doesn't know why you're doing this to yourself you joined the team, but he doesn't question it

tendō likes to crack jokes with you every now and then, you got comfortable with him pretty quickly too

ushijima is scary. you steered clear of him.

everyone else is too stoic and intimidating to interact with, so you don't have an opinion on them

until late at night in the shiratorizawa common room, they did the spicy ramen challenge.

man. shiratorizawa sure was scary on the court, but once you get to know them, they're an uNHINGED GROUP.

YOU WERE JUST TRYING TO STUDY???

there's kawanishi laughing hysterically at the scene before him

goshiki passed out with drool in the corner of his mouth

semi sweating bullets while trying to eat the remaining noodles

tendō running around the common room to take his mind off the spice

hayato banging his head against the table, already regretting his first bite

ushijima looking PERFECTLY FINE AFTER EATING FOUR CUPS OF 3x SPICY RAMEN.

reon coming back with the milk (he was responsible enough not to join.)

and shirabu who made a mental bet with himself that ushijima would win

what. did. you. sign. up. for.

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[rishiguro]

i saw you mention kawanishi taichi once but i need to ask if you have any hcs i love that man but there is 0 content i am suffering

BUSY THINKING ABOUT BOYFRIEND!KAWANISHI

a/n: u‘re right, we need more kawanishi appreciation (i got too excited to finally dedicate something to him, but next time please state ur age on anon!)

warnings: mention of being intoxicated

boyfriend!kawanishi who has always been the stoic and quiet one with his friends, but this changes the second he’s alone with you.

boyfriend!kawanishi who is incredibly clingy, always having to cuddle or hold hands or have your pinkies interlocked.

boyfriend!kawanishi who always puts stuff on the highest shelves so you can’t reach them, hoping that you‘ll call him when you need something.

boyfriend!kawanishi who is surprised when you stand in front of him with raised eyebrows, holding the very item he hid, because you‘d rather climb every piece of furniture than ask him for help and get teased for it.

boyfriend!kawanishi who bought you matching necklaces on your fifth date and never took it off to this day.

boyfriend!kawanishi who loves it when you run your fingers through his hair, ruffling it after a long day.

boyfriend!kawanishi who gets incredibly competitive playing any kinds of games and is an incredibly sore loser, always pouting and being snarky.

boyfriend!kawanishi who lovingly calls you “idiot” and “brat” over any other kinds of sweet nicknames.

boyfriend!kawanishi who is somehow an amazing baker and loves to leave little treats for you every once in a while, always with a little note saying how much he adores you.

boyfriend!kawanishi who always is your designated driver, picking you up when you‘re too drunk to walk — and even though you often wake up alone, he‘s already on his way to college, there’s always a glass of water and some painkillers on your nightstand and some light breakfast waiting for you in the kitchen.

boyfriend!kawanishi who would never admit it out loud but always wants to be babied by you.

boyfriend!kawanishi who lets you fight your battles alone at first, but the second you look over to him for even just a split second, he’s right behind you, scaring everyone off.

boyfriend!kawanishi who gets self-conscious more often than he‘d like to admit, not even daring to show it in the beginning of your relationship, but slowly opens up to you over time, letting you reassure and comfort him.

boyfriend!kawanishi who one day, when you‘re both ready for it, would love to settle down with you, spending time together till you‘re both grey and wrinkly and even longer.

reblog to show love to characters with basically no screen time

[happy-hokkyokugitsune]

Hello, fellow Shiratorizawa fan!! Give me some of your Shirabu and Taichi headcanons :))

(preferably platonic because I love some besties but idrm)

Hey, Beautiful~

More Shiratorizawa Fans! More Shiratorizawa Love!

Platonic Kawanishi & Shirabu = 100% saltmates.

The fact they call each other by their first names makes me so happy.

They have mean girl energy. Tendou and Semi are totally here for it, with popcorn at the ready. I’ve talked before about how Tendou and Semi gossip together but Shirabu and Kawanishi don’t do that, they don’t really gossip, they store information. Keep it until it needs to be unleashed.

Have the two of them reduced people to tears? Yes, the answer is yes.

They are the type of guys who could hang out an entire day without speaking and be totally fine with it, not even questioning it, heck, they probably didn’t even notice.

Sometimes they will suddenly look at each other and just walk out of the room together. Even Tendou is surprised and a bit bewildered when it happens as there is no lead-up to the interaction at all.

Tendou follows them once and is quite disappointed to see the two of them leaning back against a wall near a vending machine, looking off into the distance, just sipping their strawberry milk quietly. He has dubbed it their “strawberry milk meetings” although, only Ushijima is aware of the name.

Shirabu is the only person who knows about Kawanishi’s glasses.

Kawanishi secretly helps Tendou with any prank involving Shirabu. He can’t help it, it’s just too funny to see his bestie on a rampage.

Besides, Tendou almost always takes the fall. Win/Win.

They’ll call each other and just leave the line open while they do their own thing. It might seem strange to some people but it’s something they like to do, and it reminds them of having their siblings around. Every once in a while one of them might say something, but most of the time they just like hearing the sounds of their bestie going about their day. 

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Kawanashi and Shirabu noticed each other on the first day of volleyball practice. That was an easy thing to accomplish considering they both have a knack for noticing most details. 

But they weren’t in the same class. Didn’t live near each other in the dorms. Were split up during volleyball practice. Neither of them showed up at the cafeteria. And Shirabu didn’t need a study group.

So, the first time Kawanishi and Shirabu truly met was in a bathroom of all places. Shirabu was splashing water on his face and staring angrily at his own eyes. If it had been anyone else who had seen him they would have walked away, instead, Kawanishi stepped in and locked the door behind him. 

Shirabu sent him a death glare as he appeared in the mirror but Kawanishi isn’t scared easily, his sister had put a stop to that nonsense. So he just leaned against the wall, crossed his arms, and stared at Shirabu until the guy spilled his guts about what was going on (that's a hc for a different time.) The moment he was done, Kawanishi strode over, looked him directly in the eyes with as much understanding as he could muster, clapped a hand on Shirabu’s shoulder, and squeezed it lightly before leaving.

That was the strangest occurrence in Shirabu’s life. 

Why didn’t Kawanishi say anything? Why did he stay? Did he imagine that look of understanding? The guy touched him and he didn’t even freak out!!? Basically, he spent a few weeks dreading running into the middle blocker and trying to ignore him during practice, his brain running rampant with intrusive thoughts.

Kawanishi was aware of his turmoil but just waited, he wasn’t sure what he was waiting for exactly, just knew instinctually that it was best if he did.

A month later Shirabu showed up at his dorm.

“Why did you do that!?” His cheeks were red and his hair was a bit out of sorts. “You didn’t even say anything!”

The guy was nonstop venting about everything he had been keeping in since that day.

Kawanishi just stood there in a t-shirt and Naruto boxer briefs still half asleep until the setter tired himself out. Once he did, Kawanishi clicked his tongue and said “It’s the middle of the night for fucks sake, talk to me tomorrow” and slammed the door in his face.

Some people would be pissed, or hurt. Shirabu on the other hand was relieved. He knew he was being stupid. Knew he shouldn’t bother people like that. But Kawanishi had said “Talk to me tomorrow” which meant that he wasn’t blowing him off. He was just pointing out how illogical he was being in the bluntest way possible.

And although Kawanishi is the better of the two at reading people, Shirabu was the one who realized that he had just met his best friend.

Hope you enjoyed my headcanons <3

[sagelvr111]

LIMINAL SPACE- DEATHBELLE

Liminal Space- DeathBelle

Semi Eita/Tendou Satori

32k words

8 chapters

completed

No Archive Warnings Apply

Semi Eita/Tendou Satori, Semi Eita, Tendou Satori, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Shirabu Kenjirou, Yamagata Hayato, Goshiki Tsutomu, Oohira Reon, Kawanishi Taichi

awkward first meetings, Slow Burn, Suppressed Feelings, Pining, Fluff and Angst, Family Issues, A touch of emotional abuse, In regards to Semi’s mother, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Mentions of religion, Semi learning to love himself, Minor Sports-Related Injury

When Semi returns to Japan from boarding school, he has one summer before he moves away again, this time for university. He’d imagined that coming home would be nostalgic, but the city isn’t the same as he remembers. The silence is too loud and the solitude is unbearable.

He feels as if he’ll quietly go mad before the summer ends; at least, until he stumbles upon some accidental friends. He grows attached to one of them in particular. Tendou Satori is odd but intriguing, too much and yet just enough. Semi’s mother opposes their friendship, but Semi can’t bring himself to abandon Tendou just because of her disapproval. He’s already been lying to her about his future; sneaking around with Tendou isn’t that much worse.

Semi knows his new friendship can’t last forever, but he’ll cherish it while he can, even if it’s only for one summer.

[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

Kawanishi’s Catch-Up Chapter | Pt.2

Pairing: Kawanishi Taichi x f!reader

Notes: I hope you all are liking my recent MHA post! I’ve got another Kawanishi chapter! Like I said before, as soon as I finish posting these, I’ll start on Goshiki and other characters I’m thinking of adding (unless I change my mind about them). I hope some people are excited for Goshiki to be added to the series, and I hope you like Kawanishi’s chapter as well 💛

The same as the other catch-up chapters, Kawanishi’s will be linked to the top of my Texting Series chapter where you can find all of the other chapters I’ve done for other characters!

He responds to “I can’t sleep”

He leaves you on read after you say “I love you”

He responds to “Do you only care about my body?”

He responds to you sending him a dirty text

He responds to you being clingy

He responds to “On a scale of 1-10, how annoyed are you with me” after a fight

He responds to “Guess who just failed their math exam”

He responds to “Ass or boobs?”

He responds to “There’s a spider in my room”

[ohkiyo]

Chapter 7: Fiesta

character: shiratorizawa team and reader.

warnings: none, just some swearing.

word count: 2.5k

note: sorry if I haven’t posted in 2 years, a lot of things happened and yeah.

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School festivals are one of the most exciting events that the students are looking forward to every school year. The different attractions that each class and students have prepared, the various events the school had lined up, and the wide array of foods made available for everyone to enjoy. 

The festivity usually lasts for about a week, starting off with the opening ceremony in the form of a little parade around the school area, and ending it with an amazing fireworks display partnered with a bonfire.

And with Shiratorizawa  being a rich school – as what most outsiders would say – everything is pretty much a little too extravagant. However, it’s only fair, with the tuition fee so high, what else would they use it other than for things that would benefit their students?

“I don’t think 1 week is enough to go through all of these” you unfolded the pamphlet you were holding. Skimming through the events scheduled for each day, the attractions and their locations. Everything was written to serve as guides to the outsiders visiting and to the students and faculty as well.

Goshiki leans down a little as he too tries to read what’s written on the pamphlet, recognizing a few, and making a mental note as to what attractions he should visit next.

“’Tomu-kun, do you know the name of the play our senpai’s will be doing? Tendou-san mentioned it before but I forgot”

Goshiki hums as he tries to remember, whilst you continue to flip the pamphlet over and over again to find it in the schedule. “I think it was ‘The Demon King: Conquering the Last Kingdom”

“Ah, here it is” you tap on the part where the play’s date, time, and venue was specified. “It’s tonight”

“Let’s watch it with Shirabu-san and Kawanishi-san later” he took his phone from his pocket, as he snapped a picture of the play’s information so it wouldn’t be hard to look for it later in case one of you forgets. 

He pockets his phone as the two of you continue to walk down the hall of the second years’ building. The two of you had just finished your shift and had agreed to spend the rest of the day going through the various attractions the class had to offer.

“(Y/n)-chan –“ Goshiki started, placing a hand on your shoulder and giving it a light squeeze. “- isn’t that Kawanishi-san?”

You look up at him for a second before following his line of sight. There stood in front of a classroom just a few feet away was Kawanishi Taichi, the middle blocker of Shiratorizawa’s volleyball club wearing what seems to be a rip off of Alice’s dress.

“What the hell?” you both stay rooted on your spot, watching as your senior rocking that ridiculous outfit. 

The light blue dress only reaches the middle of his thighs displaying his long muscled legs. A golden pocket watch dangling on his waist, his hands covered with white gloves. A white frilled headband on his head, taming down his usually pointy ginger hair. On his left thigh was a black lace garter and to finish off the look, a pair of white boots for his feet.

You have no idea who talked him into wearing that costume, but you got to admit. He looks good in it.

Probably way better than you if ever you tried it on.

“Oh Tsutomu, (Y/n) hello” you both haven’t realized that he had spotted you standing there, mouths agape, looking like complete fools. “Want to come inside?”

He jab a thumb to the door of his classroom, propping the mini chalkboard on his hip as the two of you approach him.

“Uh… sure” he grins before showing you both a peek at the menu. Once confirming that you’re both okay with the food, he opens the door, as two more guys wearing the same outfit as he was greets you.

“Table for two” Kawanishi waved you both goodbye, as one of the two guys led you to your table near the window.

He gave you both a menu, leaving you two to decide on which item you want to order.

Goshiki leans over to you, bringing the menu up to his face as he whispers. “This is probably the weirdest café I’ve seen”

You silently nodded your head, examining the decorations they had put up. The café was following the Alice in Wonderland theme. It was nice however, the weird thing Goshiki was talking about was the reverse role each student was portraying.

The male students were wearing dresses and frills while the female students were wearing pants and dress shirts.

“But you agree with me that whoever came up with this concept is a genius right?”

Goshiki quickly says his reply as he puts the menu he’s holding on the table before relaying your orders to your assigned server. He wrote it down on his notepad he’s holding, taking the menu and going to the cooking area to give your orders to the people incharge of preparing the food.

“Goshiki-kun, (Y/n)-chan. I haven’t seen you two in a while” standing in front of your table was Higuchi Megumi, the senpai that Goshiki mentioned before that has a crush on Kawanishi.

“Higuchi-san” she gave you both a smile, before she lifted the polaroid camera dangling around her neck.

“Let me take a picture of you two” you and Goshiki straightened up, scooting your chair when she motioned with her hands for you two to get a little closer together. Then smiling at the camera as she presses the shutter button.

Pulling out the photo, she waved it around for a few times before the picture finally showed.

“You two look so cute together!” she gushes, staring at the picture before putting it on the table to show it to you. In the picture you and Goshiki were giving the camera shy smiles, you didn’t realize Goshiki had draped his arm over the back of your chair, leaning even closer to you. “Are you dating?”

Heat rises up to your cheeks as you let out a low laugh, your mind in a jumbled mess to give her a proper answer. Beside you Goshiki was equally embarrassed, the tips of his ears going red.

"N-no... No we're not... We're not..." Goshiki stutters, trying to form the right words to answer her question. "Higuchi-san!"

Higuchi laughs, before leaving you both and going to another table to take pictures of the new customers.

Goshiki clears his throat, to try and remove the awkward atmosphere that had somehow slipped into the air. You both started eating your food, the once comfortable vibe you two had were now coming back.

The foods were delicious, the pastry and the beverage that came along with it were a very good combination. You wonder if these were homemade or store bought, but nonetheless they taste good, the price you paid was worth it in the end.

After the meal, you both left the place and continued walking down the hallway. A lot had caught your eye, but you were looking for a certain classroom.

"Shirabu-san's class didn't use their classroom for their event?" you ask, as you read through the pamphlet once again. The both of you on your way to where the second year setter’s attraction were supposed to be located.

“A petting zoo?'' You and Goshiki read the signboard placed outside of the door. The cartoon pictures of different animals decorating the sign in big sizes to capture the attention of any passerby. 

Peeking through the glass on the door, you could see students and outside visitors playing with the puppies and kittens running around the tiled floor. You got excited, the prospect of playing with these adorable furry friends makes you feel giddy.

Opening the door, you both paid for the fee and immediately started mingling with them. You found a German shepherd, lying peacefully at the side. Acknowledging his fellow canine and feline companions with a little bow of his head or a tilt to the side. Gratefully accepting the treats and headpats given to him.

You walk over to him, whilst Goshiki plays with a ginger colored dog. You sit down beside the big dog, as it watches you cross your legs and smile down at him. 

You lift up your hand and run it from his head to his back. You felt it relax under your touch as you continued to rub your palm over his fur.

“Shima likes you” you look up to see Shirabu holding a tray of sandwiches.

“His name is Shima?” he nodded his head as he offered you a sandwich. “Is this for free?”

You took a bite of the sandwich as your other hand thoughtlessly continued to go up and down Shima’s body.

“That’s 500 yen” you stop chewing and nearly drop the sandwich in the process.

His lips formed into a smile as he flicked your forehead. “I’m just kidding” you let out a sigh as you took another bite of the food. “It’s actually 1,000 yen” 

The chunk of chewed up bread and meat got caught in your throat, causing you to go into bouts of coughing. Hitting your chest with your fist repeatedly, Shima’s attention is now on you as he nuzzles your thigh with his nose.

Shirabu laughs as he stands up and walks to the makeshift counter they installed. “Your bill will be delivered later once you’re ready to leave.

“Shirabu-san, you’re not my favorite senpai anymore” he just waves his hand in dismissal, well aware that you were just lying.

You turn to look at Goshiki who was seated across you, holding a glass of smoothie. With the way his eyebrows were furrowed together and how he’s aggressively sipping on his drink, it was safe to say that Shirabu had also tricked him.

You chuckled, finishing your sandwich. Standing up you threw the tissue used to wrap the sandwich, and went back to hanging out with Shima. 

The dog, as opposed to its size, was very calm, normally they'd be a bit aggressive or a little hyper. However with the amount of elegance he's displaying, you conclude that he had been trained properly.

"You're such a good boy" you cooed, beaming down at him as he continued nuzzling his head on your hand. Loving the affection you were giving him.

Shirabu walks over to you again, holding a tray filled with colorful drinks. Crouching down, he watches you bury your face on the dog's fur, baby noises coming out of your mouth.

"You're so weird" he commented, handing you a drink as you hesitantly accepted the glass. Narrowing your eyes at him in suspicion.

"How much is this?" you asks, ready to place the glass back to the tray in case it was another thousand yen out of your wallet 

"It's free"

"You said that last time"

"Just drink the juice (Y/n) or I'll shove it down your throat" you pout, crunching up your nose as you sip on your drink.

Shirabu chuckles, before standing up. "It's a gift from one of the girls in the kitchen, a thank you for the picture or something like that"

You furrowed your eyebrows together, racking your brain for any memory of what he was talking about.

A picture? You've never given anyone a picture before, or any sort of image – wait.

Your eyes widened as you remembered that it was probably the picture of your senpais that you sold. The ones you've kept and continued printing as many of their fans still approach you to this day to buy them.

A bit questionable for a high schooler, but a person's gotta make a living right? 

Where else will you get the money to buy your favorite games?

"All done (Y/n)-chan?" Goshiki crouches down beside you, placing a little black and white kitten on the floor. Who immediately went over to Shima's side and started headbutting his leg.

"I'm done" you stood up, waving at Shima and the little kitten goodbye. You paid your bill and walked out of the room, the both of you deciding that it was best to return to your dorm room for the time being to get some rest, before attending the third years play in the evening.

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"Sooo, what do you think?" Tendou twirls, showing you a 360 view of his costume. The other four stood beside him as they posed for the camera Kawanishi was holding.

"You all look good though but…" you trailed, slowly turning your eyes towards Semi who was fanning himself. One hand on his hip as he waits for you to finish what you were going to say. "...Semi-san why are you in a dress?"

Semi sighs as he snaps the fan close, rubbing his temples. "Trust me (Y/n), even I don't know"

"Hayato was supposed to be the one wearing it but it was too big, and Eita was the only one who could fit in it" Reon chuckled, as Semi smacked Tendou's hand who had started playing with his curled wig.

"Don't be too bummed out Eita, you look beautiful" Yamagata grinned, patting Semi on the back as the setter wacks him with the fan he's holding.

"Ushijima-san looks cool too"

You turn to look at Ushijima as Goshiko and Shirabu examine his costume with great interest. The armor he's wearing perfectly complementing his buff physique, making him look more like a Prince instead of a Knight.

"Prepare yourselves everyone, the show's about to start" one of the girls announced as the four of you walked out of the changing room to go back to your seats. Wishing them good luck for a successful performance.

Settling in your seats, the lights deemed down as the play starts.

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"That was embarrassing" Semi grumbles, kneeling on the floor inside the changing room as he stares at the ground in dread. Kawanishi and Tendou's laugh could be heard from the back as they watched the videos the second year recorded.

The play ended up being a major success that somehow the crowd had wanted an encore, however there wasn't much time left so it had to improvise.

Apparently, Semi was very convincing as a girl because everyone started chanting for him and Ushijima to kiss. A sort of reward for how the knight saved the princess. 

They really can't do anything about it so they complied, thankfully Ushijima was quite cunning. To save them both from any more embarrassment, he took hold of his waist, dipped him, and moved his face close enough to make it look like they were kissing.

"It's okay Semi-san, at least the show ended well" you tried comforting your devastated senior as he started talking to himself.

You let out a nervous laugh as you don't know what the hell happened to him, he sounds like a broken doll and somehow it was creeping you out.

"Let's go guys, time to get change" they followed after their classmate, as they dragged Semi along with them.

All four of you watched as the door slammed shut before taking out your phones, and started trading pictures and videos from the performance a while ago and some other shenanigans inside the dressing room.

Because as much as you love your senpais, you were not going to pass up an opportunity to get a copy of the Ushijima Wakatoshi slipping on a banana peel.

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© 2022 ohkiyo. All rights reserved.

[let-me-simp-in-peace]

A-Z With Shiratorizawa:

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Ushijima: I heard thought inducing activities can improve the brain’s mental capacity. Therefore, I would like us to list the first word that comes to mind that starts with each letter of the alphabet.

Tendou: Acid

Shirabu: Break

Goshiki: Crush

Semi: Drugs

Taichi: Eviscerate

Kai: Finality

Tendou: Gutted

Shirabu: Hollow

Goshiki: Incinerate

Semi: Judge

Taichi: Kill

Kai: Lacerate

Tendou: Murder

Shirabu: Now

Goshiki: Organs

Semi: Prey

Taichi: Quit

Kai: Revenge

Tendou: Stab

Shirabu: Torture

Goshiki: Underground

Semi: Vitals

Taichi: Wounded

Kai: X-Ray

Tendou: Yank

Shirabu: Zap

Ushijima: ……Next time I will choose a different game

[mxtcha-tea]

domestic shiratorizawa

⊹summary; the life inside the dorms of shiratorizawa

⊹pilots; gn![y/n], ushijima, tendou, semi, yamagata, reon, kawanishi, shirabu, goshiki (pairings showed; yamagata x reader, goshiki x reader)

⊹genre; fluff, crack and some cursings (no proofread)

⊹flight details; i've once made a domestic imagines in my old blog so imma make a small reboot of it <3

random shopping

normal day, normal life. you could've seen yourself laying or even napping in your room while a compilation of minecraft songs plays in the background. but no. instead, you're inside an antique shop with Yamagata, Ushijima and Tendou.

you have no idea when, or how did the process happened but you surely is done with getting dragged inside the shop by Tendou and Yamagata.

while Ushijima's stuck on a section, you don't know where, but he's definitely stuck there, "[y/n]! look at what i found,"

Yamagata called you as you turned around to see him holding up a pretty heavy doll. you raise your brow, "what the hell is that?" walking towards him and taking a closer look at the object in hand,

"i think it's a, um, i think a matryoska doll? matroyska? is that how you say it?" "why're you asking me, i don't know jack shit about russian stuff,"

"ah you mean, matryoshka doll?" Tendou butted in, startling you two, "it's also called a 'nesting doll' and did you actually know that it was actually originated from china?"

Yamagata's eyes practically sparkled at that with a surprised look, "from china? really?"

you can only roll your eyes, "and how can you even know all that?" Tendou snickered and put on a smug face, "i'm actually very smart, y'know. ya'll just don't know about it," "says the person in class 2,"

"i blame the mathematic old hags for adding letters in math, and the apple that fucking hit my man Isaac," you tsk'ed and walk towards the next section. Yamagata passive aggressively put the matryoshka doll down and follow after you along with Tendou,

"also, we need to find ushijima, i think he's stuck in some section between here...ah there," you stopped walking and turn to your right where you find Ushijima reading a book.

Tendou skipped towards him and smack his shoulder, "you okay, wakatoshi-kun? you sure did took longer to look at the stuff here," while Tendou chats with Ushijima, Yamagata look up at the shelves as something caught his eyes.

he tried to reach it while tip toing but due to his height, he can't reach it. then, he jumped from his spot to grab the object but end up hitting his head onto the board, "AGH, FUCK!" which causes you all to look at him, watching him hold his head while shivering from the pain,

"are you okay, yamagata?" ushijima ask, putting back the book on the shelves, "yeah, yeah, i'm just tryna get that," he shakes his head before pointing up.

you followed his finger and caught a glimpse of an old polaroid. it's a little bit dusty but other than that, it looks new. Ushijima reached it from his spot and managed to grab it, "here,"

he hands it to Yamagata as he instantly recovered from his recent pain and snatch it from Ushijima's hand, subtly thanking him with a grin, "why do you even need a polaroid?" Tendou asked, leaning his arm over Ushijima's shoulder with one brow up,

"pfft, for journaling of course,"

a gust of wind went through you while staring at him with a poker face, the same with Tendou with a small cat like smile. Ushijima just looked the same,

"okay," "WHAT'S WITH THE TONE??" you blinked and just knit your eyebrows, "i mean, since when you started journaling? you're not even the type of person to do something aesthetic,"

he pouted and just crosses his arms, "so what? that doesn't mean i can't do it, right? have faith in me god darn it. and honestly, my journal looks good so far," "well, fine,"

you waved your hand at him and continue going through the other section. and just like that, "hey wait!" Yamagata tailed after you.

Tendou snickered at the two and focus back on Ushijima, who's still watching the display yet again, "have you thought of what to buy wakatoshi-kun?" "i'm not sure, there's a lot of interesting stuff here," "well, you've only been in this section but okay~"

studying

"agh, why did those idiots really have to call me at this time...?"

you groaned, slowly walking through the halls with a slouched figure. tracing your fingers along the wall with a dejected look. you're suppose to sleep today.

an hour or two long sleep. it's finally the weekend which means the time for you to sleep all of your problems away. drifting into slumber with fluffy pillows and warm blankets, enjoying your dream as long as you can.

until your ringtone annoyingly rings next to your ear. you answer the call, and again greeted by the most annoying human in the planet,

"[y/n], we need you at the gym right now!"

"huh? oh fuck off Tendou, i need to sleep right now,"

"nuh uh, you can sleep later after you go to the gym,"

"why? are you, i don't know, practicing or something?"

"you have to find out. if you don't move your ass from that bed, we'll send Hayato to wake you up~"

". . ."

and now, you find yourself standing in front of the door of shiratorizawa's volleyball gym. not only that Tendou wakes you up from your sleep, you also had to WALK all the way from your dorm to the gym,

"i'm gonna add more time to their practices after this..."

sliding the door open, you expect them to be doing serves or maybe spikes.

but instead, you're seeing them—as in the 3rd years—all sitting down at the middle of the court, with books around them.

and what's even more confusing is that they somehow managed to bring a table inside. no, not the flip-able table.

literally a whole ass table.

Reon looks up from his book and notices your figure standing on the door way. he waves his hand at you, you did the same but still with a confused look.

Yamagata was next to see you as he abruptly stand up from his spot, shaking the table in the process,

"Hayato! stop shaking the table," "oops, sorry. ah, wait, [y/n]!"

that caught all of the boys attention as they look at you, "what taking you so long to arrive?" Tendou asked, a pen rested in between his upper lip and nose.

Semi smacked him in the face—earning an 'ow'—before shaking his head,

"their dorm is literally far from the gym, and why do you even proposed your idea of studying at the gym anyway?"

you make your way towards them, Reon patting the empty spot next to him. you sat down on your spot as Yamagata did the same. seemed like he was waiting for you.

Tendou rubbed his nose and pouted at Semi, "this was the best place to study anyway! it have much more room,"

"we should've gone to the cafeteria OR the LIBRARY," Semi groaned, looking back at his book before writing on it,

"pfft, the cafeteria's no fun. and i got banned from the library," Reon looks at Tendou with confusion, "well, it's not surprising,"

Tendou shrugged, "i was also banned from the library," Ushijima said, not looking up from his notes as you knit your eyebrows at that,

"you're also banned from the library? Satori, what did you and Ushijima did—" "anyways, um,"

he cut you off, fidgeting with his pen before pointing it at you, "right, you need to tutor us on this subject~!"

you blinked, looking down at the book they're studying about, "haven't the teacher covered this already?"

"well, i'm sorry, class 6. but we have no idea how this thing works. maybe only Reon, but look at Semi,"

Tendou wrapped his arm around Semi's neck, practically head locking him, "he's from class 1 and i think you should teach him about this the most," "I'll rip your fucking head off, Tendou!"

while both of them tried to strangle each other, Yamagata caught your attention next,

"and also, it won't be fun without you, y'know," Reon nodded, "and don't forget that you can't leave me alone in this,"

"oh right," "hm? what was that?" Yamagata asked. you just shake your head with a defeated smile, "nothing..."

after clearing your throat, you snatched Semi's book away before flipping through the pages,

"okay you scumbags, it's time to learn,"

oblivious enough

the birds chirped from the tree, the hallway's as loud as ever. Semi and Tendou's leaning against the window, each of them drinking apple juice and eating yakisoba bread.

it was silence between them before Semi spoke, "hey, Tendou," "yes Semi-Semi?" "y'know,"

Semi turned his head to look at Tendou as the redhead did the same, "have you, noticed the relationship between [y/n] and Yamagata lately?"

the latter made a thinking face, before nodding, "hm, seems so,"

"do you think, either one of them ever noticed about it?" Tendou shakes his head at the question, "nope, i don't think they do. in fact, they might be completely oblivious to it,"

Semi snickered, "right, like that one time..."

"[y/n], do you think my lips are dry right now?"

you look up from your clipboard, seeing Yamagata pointing his lips, "hm, nah. they're fine, but if you want, i can but on some lip balm,"

his eyes sparkled at that as he nodded his head with excitement, "sure!" you walk towards your bag with Yamagata following you. opening the zipper and search inside it, you pull out your lip balm,

"here, hold still," you put a hand on his cheek while the other applies lip balm onto his lips. it was a slow process but he managed to not move at all while making eye contact with you.

once you finished applying, he pop his lips before humming, "mn, cherry," "let me know if you need anything else,"

he nodded with now flushed cheeks as he smile at you. you did the same, gently patting his arm.

from a distance, Shirabu looks at them with a disgusted look, "ugh, can't they be more subtle about it,"

Kawanishi shrugged, "just let them be,"

"how can i redo my memory? i don't need to see that this early," "well, what if it was us?" "i would be twice as grossed, i can put my own lip balm," "hm yeah, you're right, i honestly would be like that too," "good,"

"haha yeah, now that i think about it, they do it all the time right?" Tendou nodded at Semi's statement before hearing the all too familiar voice just a few meters away from them,

"[y/n]!"

you turned your head around while still sipping your drink. Yamagata stood in front of you, holding out his visibly crumpled necktie with a small smile,

"my necktie!" "ah again? whatever," you give your drink to him as he hold it for you.

grabbing the necktie from his hand, looping it around his collar shirt and started tying it with a concentrated look,

"i can't say that it'll be clean when i finished tying it," "it's okay! that's why i'm asking you to do it, messy or not, at least i have it on," "hm, yeah,"

after you finished tying it and patting it a little, Yamagata hugged you, "thank you!" "yeah, you're welcome,"

the aura literally radiates on the slightly crowded hallway as some of the students who passed you talked among themselves.

Semi and Tendou stared at you two, expressionless eyes but with a small smile,

'ah, right,'

Tendou sighed, intertwining his fingers together and lifting it up to his cheeks, "ah, young love~"

"we're all the same age,"

"young love~"

bonus; reliable kouhai

lifeless.

is what goshiki would say when he took a few glances at you from his book. you promised to tutor him about this subject he's struggling on. but didn't really expect to see your slouched form walking inside the library.

he's not even sure if you even hear anything you're saying right now, "get a shovel and two-" your head hit the table, creating a loud sound and catching the attention of almost everyone inside the library,

"[y/n]-senpai, um, are you okay??" you groaned and rapidly blink your eyes, covering your forehead, "yeah, 'm just..."

a yawn escaped from your mouth before you can even finish your sentence, "...tired. those stupid senpais of yours need help tutoring too even tho being grown ass men,"

goshiki closes his book and creating a small 'thump', snapping you out from your mind,

"well, if that so then you didn't have to come, you could've just tell me and i would be fine with it!" your hoarse laugh caught him off guard as a shade of red ran across his cheeks, "i can't break a promise, tsutomu. why do you even think i agree on tutoring you?"

"uh, cause you want to help me with my studies?" "one of it, and cause i enjoy tutoring you," he can feel his cheeks heating up more when you made eye contact with him, a small smile laced upon your face,

"and honestly, you're smarter than i thought. class 4 right? that's cool," he looked away, trying to calm his nerves down, "t-thanks! a lot of people thought i was in a lower class, so i, i appreciate it,"

goshiki took a peek at you, now burying your face onto your face, "also, senpai," "hm?"

"you should take a nap for now, i think i can start understanding this formula," you slightly look up at him, "you sure? i was prolly talking craps just now," "yeah! your health is more important anyway,"

you hum, offering him a warm smile, "thanks, i know i can count on you," you rested onto your side and close your eyes. lips slightly parted and just like that, you're deep in your dreams.

he pursed his lips, slowly leaning against the table to look at your face. it's calm, peaceful and beautiful, kissable lips. he wonder if he could lean in a little closer until you two-

goshiki instantly jolted up and hit himself on the head, face's covered in the color red, 'no! don't think about that, curse you Tendou-San for introducing me to those mangas...'

Tendou's faces ran across his mind as he grunted,

'why're they so pretty??'

[wantaichi]

TRAINING CAMP | KAWANISHI T.

heavy nsfw; because this boy isn’t getting enough thirst and this fanart (by @diabolism666) is doing things to me grrr

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“ah—taich—“

kawanishi palms your mouth before any more of your moans wake someone up.

“you’ll wake up goshiki again.” it comes out barely above a whisper, his lazy raspy voice enough to make your insides do a somersault.

beneath thin blankets, you lay sprawled on your side, shorts and panties pulled down to your knees as he fucks your inner thighs, all moist and filthy. you wonder if anyone in this cramped room is awake enough to hear the spurts coming from the junction of your hips, though too lost in pleasure to actually care if someone did.

“taichi.. p-put it in.”

“not yet,” he whispers, languidly brushing his tip and smearing pre-cum along your slit. you whine into his hand, feeling your patience trickle away with each passing second he lingers at your entrance. it’s sweet, unholy torture to the highest degree, and at that last stroke against your clit, it’s game over. you start to shift your hips, soak in the way his breath hitches as you burry a few inches of him inside you without any warning.

“fuck—couldn’t you wait—“

“no..” and as if to prove your point, you push yourself all the way to the base of his length, and god damn, his size feels so fucking nice. kawanishi lets out a sharp hiss, twitching against your walls as he recovers from the sudden flush of pleasure.

“what the hell,” he pants weakly into your ear. “ever heard of foreplay..”

you laugh shakily. “not a fan.”

the next thing you know you’re lying on your stomach, trapped between his limbs as he hovers above you, his pelvis mercilessly snapping into your ass with every thrust.

nothing rouses you more than when he breaks out of his usual stoic self, all riled up and hungry to render you a whimpering mess.

“you’re being such a pain lately,” he manages to say between shaky breaths.

“idiot..” the insult comes out weak against your desperate tone. “i can’t help it when you’re always looking so f-fucking.. hot.”

the athlete hooks an arm around your waist and pulls you flush against him, both of you now on your knees with the blanket pooling at your ankles and your lower halves exposed—his cum-coated cock drilling into you: now open for viewing to a sleeping (or half-sleeping) audience.

you hear him sigh before brushing his tongue along the cave of your ear. “hope your pussy sleeps well tonight with all my cum inside it then.”

fuck, your legs have never lost balance so fast until this moment.

“taichi. y/n.”

you both freeze in spot, all air escaping your lungs at the sound of that cold and cutting voice, captain—

shirabu’s.

“i’m gonna wake up in five hours convincing myself this is just some poorly conjured wet dream. do me a favor and play along with it.”

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[letshaikyuu]

okay so suddenly i had this one thought and Noya definitely strikes me as a type to call his s/o "ma'am". But! 👀 Which ones of the HQ boys would be the most likely to call their s/o "princess"? my money's on Iwaizumi & Kuroo but i'm counting on your mind and your wonderful ideas 👉👈

ᴡʜᴏ ɪɴ ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ...

ᴀ/ɴ: i love the pet name princess, but yup, not all of the boys would call you princess, so we getting this list <3

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: suggestive content

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ʚ┊ᴋᴜʀᴏᴏ ᴛᴇᴛꜱᴜʀᴏᴜ

Totally agree with you here. Kuroo loves the way you get flustered everytime he calls you princess and he's always sporting this shit-eating grin because the more flushed you are, the more proud of himself he is

However! I think that - while the two of you were still in the early stages of your relationship - he had gone through a bunch of pet names, in hopes of finding the perfect one. And so, because Kuroo literally treats you like royalty (as much as his teenage or college pocket can handle), the pet name 'princess' was born!

ʚ┊ɪᴡᴀɪᴢᴜᴍɪ ʜᴀᴊɪᴍᴇ

Even though some people might say that he'd call you 'babe' more, I believe the pet name 'princess' came out accidentally. You'd be celebrating something and Iwaizumi, almost intoxicated by your love, would smile at you and blurt out: 'anything for you, princess.'

You'd tease the living shit out of him, but it somehow stays as a permanent pet name and Iwaizumi is glad that you like it. He loves how flushed your face is when he, quite literally, growls 'princess' in your ear when you've been teasing him - we all know where this is heading

ʚ┊ᴍɪʏᴀ ᴀᴛꜱᴜᴍᴜ

Oh, this is a no-brainer. The whole point of pet names for him is to make you flustered and him chuckle at your flushed face. So, 'princess' is, somehow, the perfect pet name for him to use because 'honey' and 'baby' are too cute for him.

Ok, but Atsumu warning you when you're being too much of a tease yourself by saying 'princess' is enough to make your knees buckle because Atsumu just suits the whole pet name itself and it's incredible. "I warned you princess, you know of the consequences."

ʚ┊ᴋᴀᴡᴀɴɪꜱʜɪ ᴛᴀɪᴄʜɪ

Hear me out, this is such a suiting pet name for him to use because it's not too cute and baby-like, and it's not as embarrassing to use in public if needed. But, call him your 'prince' and he will give you a nasty glare because - no.

Once he sees how you react to the pet name, he starts saying it more often and in different settings to see how you'll react to each one. Basically, with his resting bitch face and sneaky plans, Kawanishi would make anyone blush with the pet name 'princess', I can assure you of that lol

ʚ┊ᴀᴋᴀᴀꜱʜɪ ᴋᴇɪᴊɪ

You basically are his princess and he can't find a more suitable pet name. At first, he doesn't pay as much attention to the way you react because it'd still be a bit early into the relationship, but a few months in and he calls you that at the most inappropriate times because he's a tease like that heh

I mean, just imagine you two lying in your shared bed and just before you both fall asleep, Akaashi plants a gentle kiss on your forehead and says: 'goodnight, princess.' That, my friends, is what I call - ovary explosion

ʚ┊ꜰᴜᴛᴀᴋᴜᴄʜɪ ᴋᴇɴᴊɪ

Honestly, he wouldn't have a set pet name for you - he'd have a different one for each situation I guess lol - but 'princess' is the one he frequents the most because it's rather versatile and he can use it anytime and anywhere

The bigger the reaction he gets out of you, the more his teasing grows and he keeps calling you 'princess' to see how far he can go until your face just, physically, can't get any redder. We love ourselves Futakuchi like this and he deserves more love <3

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ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴍ

[writerofthecourt]

ikanaide

pairing: shirabu kenjirou x reader

summary: when you receive an enrollment offer from the art school of your dreams, you are left with the tough decision of choosing between love and your future

warning: slight time skip spoilers

a/n: for the lovely anon who requested this. thank you for your patience! this was the second request from my 200 followers event. also, if it wasn’t obvious from the context, this takes place during shirabu’s third year at shiratorizawa

“Guys!” you shouted in bubbly excitement as you approached the lunch table seating the three males.

“Hello, [Y/N]-san!” Goshiki happily greeted as he attempted to match your level of enthusiasm while Kawanishi simply settled for a casual wave of his hand.

Sending them both a charming smile, you promptly sat next to Shirabu, who continued to silently eat his lunch without so much as a glance towards your direction. Although your boyfriend made no overt signs of acknowledging your presence, you could tell by the minuscule smile on his face that he was happy to have you there.

“You guys will never believe what just happened!” you exclaimed as you rifled through your bag and proudly presented an unassuming envelope. “Read it!”

Shrugging his shoulders, Kawanishi was the first one to move, plucking the envelope from your awaiting hand to read the letter inside.

“It’s in English,” Kawanishi remarked with a curious raise of his eyebrow. This immediately caught Shirabu’s attention, as he now looked away from his food to focus on Kawanishi instead.

“Read who it’s from,” you explained with excitement.

Following your instructions, Kawanishi’s eyes quickly glided across the paper before they shot back up to stare at you in complete shock and amazement. “You got in?!”

You giggled in response. “Yeah! I got accepted this morning!”

“Wow, congrats,” Kawanishi responded as he handed back the letter and its accompanying envelope with a smirk. “Try not to forget about us once you head off to your fancy art school, yeah?”

“Wait,” Goshiki interrupted, trying to piece together the exchange between you and Kawanishi. “‘Fancy art school?’ Does that mean you got accepted into the university that you wanted to go to, [Y/N]-san? The one that’s overseas?”

Nodding your head in confirmation, Goshiki couldn’t help but gaze at you in awe before he quickly offered his own words of congratulations. Before you knew it, the conversation soon transformed into a discussion about your plans for university and the future in general.

“Does that mean you’ll be leaving Japan?” Goshiki asked in excitement.

“I haven’t decided yet,” you answered truthfully. “I was so sure that I was going to get rejected, so I didn’t make any plans beyond just applying.”

“You should go, [Y/N]-san!” Goshiki encouraged with a happy grin. “You’re so talented! It’d be a waste not to accept their offer.”

“For once, I agree with Goshiki,” Kawanishi chimed in. “You should go. It’s a great opportunity.”

“Yeah, but the logistics,” you reminded them woefully, leaning your head to rest against Shirabu’s shoulder. “Plus, my English isn’t the best.”

“Your English is fine,” Kawanishi brushed off. “You’ll get better.”

As you, Kawanishi, and Goshiki continued to converse about the pros and cons concerning your potential enrollment, none of you noticed the nauseated look on Shirabu’s face as he subtly pushed away his food tray, no longer having the appetite to continue his lunch.

“It’s so cold!” you exclaimed, trying to shield yourself from the chilly February air.

“I told you to put on more layers this morning,” Shirabu snapped as he unwound his red scarf to securely wrap it around your neck. Once he was sure that you were warm, he laced your fingers together before placing both hands into his coat pocket and leading you towards the bus stop.

“Thank you, Kenjirou.”

Although it was completely routine at this point, you still couldn’t help but feel a little bit guilty for making your boyfriend leave the warmth and comfort of his dorm room every day after school to walk you to your bus stop.

“Stop it,” Shirabu sighed in annoyance, almost as if he could hear your thoughts. “It’s not a big deal, okay? I do this because I want to, not because I have to.”

Stifling a giggle, you brought the soft material of the scarf up higher to your nose, trying your best to hide the smile that was threatening to take over your face. Despite his frosty disposition, you knew that your boyfriend cared a lot more than he was willing to let on.

“Only a few more months until graduation,” you mused, taking in the beautiful sight of cascading snowflakes from all around you.

Your boyfriend hummed in acknowledgement as the short conversation soon fell into a comfortable lull. After a few more seconds, Shirabu finally spoke up. “Are you going to accept your enrollment offer? The one that you were talking about at lunch today.”

“I’m not sure,” you mumbled. “I got accepted into a local university too, but going to school overseas? That just seems like an opportunity that I shouldn’t ignore.”

“Then what’s holding you back?” Shirabu scoffed. “The choice is obvious.”

“Well,” you casted a discreet glance towards the male beside you before lowering your voice into a soft murmur, “if I do go, there’d be some very important things that I’d have to leave behind, and I don’t want that.”

“What could possibly be more important than your future?” Shirabu challenged. “Stop being dumb and just accept the offer.”

“Can we stop talking about this?” you asked with a slight frown, no longer have the energy or willingness to continue on with the conversation. You were slowly becoming weary of this topic and everyone’s constant worrying about your future and what was supposedly good for you.

Shirabu only copied your expression before answering you with a monotone response. “Fine.”

As the two of you neared the bus stop, the hostile tension that surrounded both you and Shirabu was uncomfortable and nerve-wracking. You hated it, but you also knew that it was kind of your fault.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” you said as you spotted the approaching bus from down the street.

“Yeah,” Shirabu agreed, letting go of your hand and not meeting your eyes as he spoke.

When the bus finally arrived at your stop, you were about to turn around and wave goodbye to Shirabu, only to stop yourself once you saw that he was already making his way back towards the dorms. You tried not to appear upset as you proceeded to board the bus and scan your card.

No matter what you did, you couldn’t get rid of the uneasy feeling that followed you for the rest of the way home.

“Did something happen between you and Shirabu?” Kawanishi casually asked as he waited for you to purchase your drink from one of the school’s various vending machines.

“What do you mean?” you replied calmly, trying to pretend as if his question didn’t bother you in the slightest.

“Well,” Kawanishi began. “For the whole afternoon, you looked like you were on the verge of crying.”

“Okay, now you’re just exaggerating,” you remarked as you landed a light punch on the former volleyball player’s arm.

“Maybe,” Kawanishi chuckled. “But the two of you didn’t sit next to each other at lunch today, and you guys seem rather distant.”

Taken aback by his superb observation skills, you decided that there was no point in trying to hide the truth from Kawanishi.

“We got into a small fight,” you sighed. “You know how stubborn Kenjirou is. We’ll be fine…”

“Well, if you say so,” Kawanishi conceded, though it was evident from his eyes that he was still a little concerned.

“We’ll be fine,” you repeated, more so trying to convince yourself than your friend.

Yet with each passing day, the distance between you and Shirabu grew farther and farther. Despite your best efforts, conversations were now strained and awkward, and lunch periods were spent with Shirabu constantly avoiding your eyes. It was almost as if the two of you were nothing more than strangers, and this notion absolutely terrified you.

“What’s been up with you lately?” you asked Shirabu one day after school, finally fed up with his behaviour. “You’ve been ignoring me and acting really standoffish.”

Gripping the handle of your school bag, you ignored the sharp, stabbing pain in your heart as Shirabu continued to impassively stare at you.

“Kenjirou, just talk to me,” you pleaded. “I want us to go back to the way we used to be…”

After what felt like an eternity, Shirabu finally responded. “I think we should break up.”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, not fully comprehending his words. “What are you talking-”

“Didn’t you hear me?” Shirabu snapped harshly. “I said we should break up.”

“W-where is this coming from?” you asked in confusion, genuinely hurt and surprised by his demand.

“I’ve been thinking…about university and the future. Even if you do stay in Japan, what then?” Shirabu inquired with a scowl on his face. “We’re not going to the same school, and even if we did, when will we have time for each other? I’ll be too busy studying for med school, and you’ll have your own life and schedule. It’s all bound to fail, so why even bother trying?”

Registering his words, you paused for a moment, trying to fully process Shirabu’s explanation and reasoning.

“Are you kidding me?” you scoffed with a humourless laugh. “Are you serious right now? Do you really have such little faith in our relationship that you’re not even willing to take a chance and make it work?!”

“…I’m not sure if you’re worth risking my future over.”

That was the final nail in the coffin.

“Fine,” you conceded, forcing yourself not to cry. “I know I can’t change your mind after you’ve decided something. You’ve always been stubborn like that.”

Peering into his eyes, you attempted to find some sort of indication that this was just a cruel, twisted joke or something, but all you found was the harsh frigidness that Shirabu Kenjirou was famed for. You thought it was a shame that such beautiful eyes could hold so much disdain and coldness.

“I didn’t want to accept my overseas enrollment offer because I was scared,” you confessed, wanting to at least explain yourself one last time to the male in front of you. “I didn’t want to leave you. I was willing to give up my future because I wanted to stay with you. Ironic, isn’t it? Maybe breaking up was the right decision…I-I guess this is goodbye.”

As you hesitantly turned around and began to walk away, you didn’t notice how the cold, practised facade slowly slipped away from Shirabu’s face, revealing the completely heartbroken expression that he wore underneath. It took everything for him to not break down at that moment.

“I already knew why,” Shirabu murmured with a wry smile. “Now you have nothing holding you back.”

The journey home was nothing more than a blur to you. Rushing upstairs, you threw yourself onto your bed and let out a heart-wrenching sob into your pillow. It took a couple more minutes before the tears finally stopped, and you were left with nothing more than a stuffy nose and broken heart.

As you lifelessly lay in bed, your eyes landed on the envelope that was inconspicuously resting on top of your desk, the very same one that had unintentionally caused you all of this heartache. The more you stared at it, the more it dawned on you. What was holding you back now? The primary reason for your reluctance was no longer a concern, so maybe…

Picking up on the faint sound of a new email notification, you blindly searched around for your phone before quickly giving up.

You didn’t have the energy to deal with any of this right now.

Weeks passed by, and although the pain didn’t lessen, you were definitely getting better. It was difficult at first, especially for your two mutual friends who tried not to pick a side.

Before you knew it, graduation day had soon arrived. You were happy to be moving on with your life, but you also couldn’t help but feel a tinge of sadness as you stared at the diploma in your hand. You were going to miss Shiratorizawa, along with the memories that you had created there, both good and bad. Time truly was fleeting…

“[Y/N]-san!” Goshiki wailed as he wrapped his arms around your unsuspecting form and pulled you into a tight hug. “I-I’m going to miss you!”

“G-Goshiki, I can’t breathe,” you managed to say.

Realizing his mistake, Goshiki mumbled a quick apology before releasing you from his hold. Kawanishi, who had witnessed the whole exchange, bit back a chuckle and only shook his head in amusement.

“I’m going to miss you too, Goshiki,” you reassured as you ruffled the volleyball player’s inky black hair. “It’s a shame that I won’t get to see my favourite ace play in person anymore, but just know that I’ll always be cheering you on, okay?”

“[Y-Y/N]-san…”

“All right, no more tears,” Kawanishi interjected, delivering a light chop to the back of Goshiki’s head before he turned to address you. “So, you ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” you chuckled. “What about you, Kawanishi?”

“All packed up and ready to move to Tokyo,” Kawanishi answered with a confident smile.

“That’s good,” you replied before your expression turned hesitant. “Um, what about him?”

“Well, you know how he is. Shirabu’s been ready since his acceptance letter came in from Todai,” Kawanishi told you with a good-natured roll of his eyes. “Don’t worry about him, [L/N]. Just enjoy your life overseas. Meet some new people or something.”

“About that,” you mumbled. “I never actually accepted their offer.”

“…You didn’t?” Kawanishi asked in bewilderment, with Goshiki also seeming equally perplexed and confused.

“A few days after I got that letter, I was emailed an apprenticeship job offer from an art studio in Tokyo,” you informed the two males with a happy grin on your face. “It’s a lot more practical than moving overseas, and I’ll be getting hands-on experience from people in the industry. I guess I forgot to tell you guys because I was too busy studying for exams.”

“Well, that’s great, [Y/N]-san!” Goshiki cheered as he offered you a congratulatory smile. Meanwhile, a totally shocked Kawanishi continued to stare at you before he slowly realized the severity of the situation.

“Oh shit,” Kawanishi whispered. “This is bad, real bad…”

“Kawanishi?” you questioned, noticing his odd behaviour.

“[L/N], listen,” Kawanishi said as he grabbed onto your shoulders and pinned you down with the most serious look you had ever seen him wear. “He’s going to hate me for this, but the reason Shirabu broke up with you is because…”

As you listened to Kawanishi’s explanation, you honestly couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You had never felt so angry before in your entire life! You had a few choice words to say once you found him, but most importantly, you were going to make sure to get back your absolutely idiotic boyfriend.

You weren’t an athlete, and you had never been made more painfully aware of this fact than right now as you ran across Shiratorizawa’s expansive campus.

“I think we last saw Shirabu near the art department. Good luck, [L/N]!”

Running up the stairs and rounding the corridor that led to the art department, you felt your lungs burn and your knees buckle with every step you took. Sliding the door of the main art room open, your breath hitched as you spotted a familiar figure.

Shirabu quickly turned around, dragging his eyes away from the beautiful ocean landscape painting that was proudly decorating the art room’s wall. You immediately recognized that particular painting. After all, you were the one that painted it. Taking a deep breath, you steeled yourself for the conversation that was about to take place.

“What are you doing here?” Shirabu interrogated, trying to hide the note of surprise in his voice.

“Oh, cut the act,” you snapped as you harshly shut the door behind you and marched into the art room to stand in front of him. “Kawanishi told me everything.”

“He did?! That traitor-”

“Who do you think you are?” you interrupted as you sent Shirabu your meanest glare. “Some kind of shoujo male lead? You can’t play with my emotions like that just because you wanted to do what was ‘best’ for me!”

Shirabu remained silent, choosing instead to stare at the wall in disinterest. He could act all suave and cool if he wanted to, but you were still nowhere near done with your onslaught.

“Did you ever stop to consider how your ‘genius’ plan would make me feel?” you questioned as you felt the tears and emotions from that day resurface once again. “I felt so worthless because you made it clear that I wasn’t worth ‘risking’ your future over. Way to make somebody feel loved, Kenjirou.”

Shirabu flinched as the guilt and shame began to burn away at his icy, impassive mask. “I never wanted to make you feel that way…”

“Yeah, well, you did,” you retorted, brushing away the excess tears that ran down your face. “And in the end, your stupid plan didn’t even work.”

“What do you mean?” Shirabu inquired with a confused frown.

“I accepted an apprenticeship offer in Tokyo. I’m not going anywhere,” you proclaimed with a tearful smile.

Before you could even react, you were pulled into a familiar and loving embrace. Your eyes widened in astonishment as you soon heard the sounds of sniffling and felt the occasional teardrops landing on top of your head.

“Kenjirou?” you asked quietly.

“Going to school overseas, it’s a once in a lifetime opportunity,” Shirabu managed to choke out.

“Maybe,” you replied.

“You’re an idiot for not going,” Shirabu continued.

“Perhaps,” you mused, placing a soft kiss against the side of his neck before wrapping your arms around his waist.

“But you’re my idiot,” he tightened his hold around your form, “I’m never letting you go ever again.”

You only smiled in response. “I know.”

Closing your eyes in pure joy, you found happiness in the calm, steady rhythm of Shirabu’s beating heart, along with his gentle words of affirmation.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Here in his arms, you felt at home.

fun fact: the only reason why kawanishi knew the truth was because he had confronted shirabu about the break up after seeing how truly heartbroken you were. however, shirabu made kawanishi promise not to tell you anything

[arhvste]

cONGRATS!!! 🍾🎉🎈🥳 could I possibly get Kawanishi and 17? I know some don’t like to write for the kind of side characters so if not him, then Sakusa? 🥰 tysvm I love your writing ❤️❤️

i did a bit of reading on him to write this because i totally forgot who he was but i see you have a type >:) i hope i did him okay !! <3

❛i’m just saying our kids would be good looking ❜

“tai! come over here quickly i need your help!”

“coming.”

kawanishi wandered over to the various racks of baby clothing you were looking at. it was your nieces birthday and yourself and your boyfriend had been invited to a family celebration to which you gladly accepted.

the pastel colours of light blues, pinks, yellows and whites flooded your boyfriends vision as he scanned the area of clothing you were currently stationed at.

“i’m thinking maybe the light pink dress but i don’t wanna give her that and she ends up not liking it.”

“y/n, shes 3 i don’t think she’ll care.”

“that’s besides the point, babies can be fussy it doesn’t matter their age. they still have working eyes that can see ugly outfits and i don’t want her to think i’m a bad aunt who buys her horrible things to wear.”

kawanishi sighed and felt the piece of the fabric of the baby clothing between his fingers.

“the only thing she’ll be thinking is how itchy this thing is against her skin. let’s look for something else.”

he grabbed your hand and led you to yet another aisle of baby clothing as your eyes glanced over the choices.

your attention was immediately grabbed by an artic ice type blue clothing set that looked comfortable enough. it seemed like it had caught kawanishi’s attention too as he picked out the clothing before you could and examined it.

“maybe this would be good for her. don’t feel like you have to take my opinion though it’s only a sugges-“

“-i like it. i was thinking of that one anyway. you have good taste.”

a light blush dusted over the boys cheeks as she turned away slightly to hide it from you.

“baby shopping is so much effort.” you sighed as you grabbed the right size for your niece and scanned along other items and accessories that you thought you could add to the gift.

“yeah it is.”

“i suppose i better get used to it though. i wanna do it for my own kids one day.” you mindlessly mumbled as your fingers danced over the array of soft fabrics of other clothing pieces.

“you want kids?”

your eyes widened for a second as you quickly looked up at your tall boyfriend who had his usual blank expression.

“well, yeah someday, not now obviously it all depends i suppose... do you?”

he thought for a moment before giving a curt nod.

“yeah, when the times right.”

you nodded and replied. “i think it depends on the person you’re with too. they’re gonna have to want kids as well.”

“yeah well...i’m just saying our kids would be good looking.”

his voice grumbling as an embarrassed frown painted his face. his cheeks slightly flushed as if he couldn’t quite believe he’s just stated that either.

“you want kids with me?” your surprised tone of voice caused him worry as he quickly turned back to you with a slightly panicked expression.

“w-well yeah! i-i just mean that our kids would inherit good genes i’m not saying i have to be the one you have to have them with!”

you giggled at his flustered state and reached your tiptoes to press a soft kiss to his warm cheek.

“i think they’re going to inherit great genes tai.”

a proud smile emerged on his face as the embarrassment died down.

while you were paying for the clothes you’d picked out for your niece, kawanishi looked back around at the store and decided that the next time you were both to return here, he’d prefer it be for your own child instead.

aislas 900 event

[levbug]

𝐏𝐑𝐄-𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐉𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 — 𝐠𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐭.

#pairings ー  goshiki tsutomu x gender neutral! reader

#warnings ー second year! goshiki, self-doubt, panic attacks, swearing (courtesy of shirabu)

#wc ー 1.7k

the first match of the year was always important to the players of shiratorizawa. to some, it signified the starting of something new and exciting, a journey to make the shiratorizawa team better than they were previously. to remind others that they were still a powerhouse school, despite past losses. to others, it meant proving yourself as the player you wanted to be.

goshiki was torn between both categories. he wanted to carry his team as a strong ace (preferably deemed stronger than his predecessor) and with pride. he wanted to be reliable. the backbone of the team. the one everyone could count on when they were in a pinch.

but how could he do that when he had been reduced to a sobbing, shaking mess?

he was surrounded by his teammates, who were trying to calm him down. the second and third years were fussing over him, trying to hype him up while the shy first years stood quietly to the side, pitying their senior. however, the encouraging words of goshiki's teammates fell on deaf ears as his breathing only quickened.

"shit," shirabu cursed under his breath, standing up from his squatting position in front of goshiki. he knew exactly how the young ace was feeling since he had been made captain after all the third years left. still, he was level-headed enough to not have a panic attack just 30 minutes before their first game of the year.

"somebody find (last name)!" his order spurred the stagnant first years, who were waiting on the tips of their toes to be allowed to help their much-respected senior. one of them (shirabu wasn't too familiar with the players who weren't in the starting roster) nodded and immediately left the locker room to find the said person.

"i've tried everything," kawanishi muttered, toying with the tape he had on his fingers. shirabu sighed. "are you sure (last name) can calm the guy down?"

shirabu nodded, his nervous ticks coming out. he anxiously checked at his nail beds, teeth almost cutting through the skin. "let's just hope they can."

just as the words left his mouth, the door slammed open. all eyes were on the entryway, startled by the sudden entrance.

"i'm here! where is he?" your eyes searched for your boyfriend, who you had been told was getting some pre-game jitters. no one had been given a chance to respond to your question because once your gaze landed on the cluster of boys who were surrounding a bench, you made a beeline for them.

shirabu and kawanishi silently thanked all the deities that they believed in, just thankful that you were finally here. "let's give them some privacy." the shorter male nudged his friend, who immediately got the message. kawanishi silently gestured for the rest of the team to follow him and shirabu out of the locker room.

you and goshiki barely noticed the other boys leaving the room—you were too focused on fussing over the shaking boy.

"tsutomu? focus on my voice, love," you ordered softly, holding his trembling hands between yours. goshiki sniffled, muttering a string of incoherent words as his grip on your fingers tightened. "it's okay, tsu. i'm here now."

you wrapped your arms around his neck. he buried his face in the crook of your neck, unaware of the tears and snot staining your clothes. you didn't care though, you only held him tighter. "wanna tell me what's on your mind?" your voice was soft, not wanting to force him into telling you if he didn't want to.

goshiki lifted his head, eyes red and glassy. you brought a hand up to caress his flushed cheeks, a small frown on your face. "i-i...i'm not—" he started to say, but started sobbing again. you waited for him to calm down, muttering reassuring words and telling him he shouldn't have to worry now because it was just him and you. after a few moments, he was able to level his breathing. "i just—what if i'm n-not as good as ushijima?"

his voice cracked at the last syllable, clearly ashamed to admit this. "oh, tsutomu..." you sighed, resting your forehead on his shoulder. you couldn't see it, but you knew goshiki's lip was starting to tremble. "you don't need to feel that way. you know you don't need to compare yourself to him."

"i kn-know!" he hiccuped. "it's j-just that...what if—what if i'm not a-as dependable?" he asked, head hanging low. "i-if we didn't win against karasunoー" he clenched his fists "ーeven with ushijima, what makes you think we can win with me as the ace? i'm nowhere near as skilled as he is, even if i keep boasting about it..." he sighed. his tone had become sombre and the air surrounding you two became thicker.

tears sprang into your own eyes as he voiced his worries. the anxiety and pressure goshiki had been feeling in the days leading up to this point must have been a great amount. and to think that he must have been hiding all this from you for the past few days (weeks? months? you weren't even sure). 'he must have been so scared,' you thought.

"i'm sorry, tsutomu!" you apologized, surprising the boy seated before you. goshiki snapped out of his thoughts, head tilted slightly in confusion. "i'm sorry you felt like you had to keep all of these thoughts to yourself!" you bunched up the material of his jersey between your hands. goshiki tried to take your hands in his, but you wouldn't budge. instead, you stared him straight in the eye, gaze unrelenting. "but please, please know that you should never feel that way! ushijima may have been a strong player, but he got there because of his will to learn and improve. tsutomu, everyone has doubts about their talents or skills. everyone has that time in their life when they don't know if they're good enough. the only difference is whether or not you want to use that as a chance to improve or give up completely!"

tears were now flowing freely down your cheeks. goshiki stared at you, slack-jawed and eyes wide. "and i don't care which you choose, because i will always be with you. no matter what. and that's a promise." your voice wavered at the end of your sentence, too overwhelmed by your feelings.

goshiki barely felt the fresh round of tears rolling down his cheeks, but this time they were for a different reason. a cheeky smile tugged on the corners of his lips. "do you mean that? you'll always be with me?" he poked your cheek, clearly in a better mood now.

you wiped your tears, laughing breathlessly at his words. "is that what you got from my speech?" he laughed as well, eyes twinkling delightedly when you placed a soft peck on his knuckles. "but since you're wondering, yeah. i plan to spend my entire life with you, whether you want it or not!"

goshiki grinned, peppering your face with small kisses. you squealed at him to stop, and he did (but not without one last chaste kiss on your lips). he smiled at you, eyes filled with love and admiration. goshiki had never felt this feeling before, but he was glad that he felt that way for you.

"thank you, (first name)," he muttered into your hair. the strands tickled him softly when you nestled deeper into the embrace. "i needed to hear that." he whispered. you smiled, intertwining your fingers with his: your hand, just as always, fit perfectly with his.

"it's no biggie, love." you kissed his cheek, giggling when he turned a light shade of red. you sat with him a few moments more, just enjoying the peace and solidarity with your boyfriend. it wasn't until the faint cheering of the crowd outside did you realize that goshiki would miss his game if he didn't leave now. "tsutomu! what are you doing, just sitting around? you have a match in less than five minutes!"

"right, right!" goshiki scrambled to his feet, taking you with him. his tears had long ago dried, the glassy shine replaced by usual fire that burned within him.

he led you to the doorway, bouncing on the balls of his feet with an expectant look on his face. you smiled, knowing he was waiting for. "good luck out there, ace." you moved to kiss his cheek. feeling cheeky, goshiki tilted his head so you would kiss his mouth instead. you gasped in surprise, but melted into the kiss.

goshiki pulled away with a soft sigh, his hand cupping your cheek gently. "i love you." he whispered. you felt your cheeks heat up at the sincerity of his words. "i love you, too." goshiki beamed at you. his smile was infectious and you soon found yourself reciprocating it.

neither of you noticed the squeaking of rubber soles on the linoleum floor. one of goshiki's teammates rounded the corner, stopping abruptly when he saw the position that you and goshiki were in. "a-ah, sorry to disrupt you!" he quickly averted his eyes, not wanting to ruin the intimate moment any further. "c-coach washijo told me to tell you that the match will be starting soon."

you and goshiki parted from each other, wearing small, sheepish smiles. the ace scratched his head, a low, embarrassed chuckle slipping past his lips. "right," goshiki nodded at the first year, who bowed once more in apology before scampering away. "i'll see you later, yeah?"

you nodded, giving him a tight-lipped smile. "do your best out there, okay? no more of that self-doubt stuff. promise?" you held your pinky out to him. he chuckled before linking his pinky finger with yours.

"i promise," he grinned. a faint shout of his name from around the corner snapped you both out of your little bubble and goshiki finally let go of you. "i've got to go now," he said sadly. "but promise you'll keep your eyes on me the entire time?" he asked, eyes twinkling. you nodded, murmuring a soft 'yeah,' in response. "good! i'll see you after the game. i promise to make you proud!"

and with one last kiss on your head, goshiki left. you watched his receding figure with a dazed grin, butterflies erupting in your stomach just like they did when you had first met him.

"you always make me proud, tsutomu."

[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

Kawanishi’s Catch-Up Chapter | Pt.4

Pairing: Kawanishi Taichi x f!reader

Notes: When I said that I was done posting tonight, I lied. I have more. I need to work on Goshiki now, but I finished up a few things, I’ve been trying to figure out how to write the new characters as accurately as I can, and now I will do work 😂 goodnight for now everyone, my asks and messages are still open of course 💛

The same as the other catch-up chapters, Kawanishi’s will be linked to the top of my Texting Series chapter where you can find all of the other chapters I’ve done for other characters!

He responds to you accidentally sending him a message meant for someone else

He responds to “Pick a number 1-10″ and receiving that many nudes

He responds to “Do you have something to tell me?”

He responds to “I’m kinda cute” 

[ohkiyo]

character: shiratorizawa team and reader.

warnings: getting sick, mentions of reader neglecting their health. DON’T IGNORE YOUR HEALTH PEOPLE!

word count: 3.4k

a/n: cloud anon, I told you I was going to write a full fic of your fever idea. XD

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You gathered all the dirty towels and training bibs, dropping them into the basket you were holding so they could be wash. Humming a tune under your breath as you walk around the expanse of the gym to collect them all, practice for the day had already ended and the first years were in charge of cleaning up. The higher years were slowly retreating to their own dorm room to retire for the night.

“We’ll be going now” Tendou walks pass you, waving his hand as goes to where the others were standing by the door. Already washed and changed into fresh clothes.

“See you tomorrow”

“You have your umbrella with you right?” Semi looks at the sky and frowning at the approaching thunderclouds. “It looks like it’s going to rain again”

“I have one in my bag”

He nodded his head before they finally head out, leaving you and the rest of the first years to continue cleaning the gym. The boys now mopping the floor while the others gather all the volleyballs scattered in all corners of the gym, then throwing them into the basket where they are usually kept.

You went into the back area, loading the dirty towels and training bibs into the washing machine. Putting in the right amount of detergent and fabric softener before pressing the start button.

“The weather’s been very bad since we came back from Tokyo” Goshiki observes the dark clouds looming over the rest of the buildings around the campus. Flashes of lightning could be seen running through the sky. “It’s not even the rainy season yet”

“A new typhoon’s probably entering the country again” Sagae drops the mop he was holding as he helps you push the basket filled with volleyballs back into the storage room. The others following behind you already finished cleaning up. They pass you the mops, as you neatly place them where they were usually hung together.

You check the gym one last time, surveying the area for any more equipment that was left behind, before walking out and locking the storage room.

“It really started raining” Akakura slings his bag over his shoulder, rummaging through it for his umbrella.

The trees outside were swaying harshly due to the strong winds that blew pass them, raindrops pelting heavily on the rooftop buildings then dropping down on to the ground.

“We’ll go on ahead now” Goshiki waves them goodbye as he waits for you to finish packing your things.

“’Tomu-kun, did you bring your umbrella with you?” he looks down at you frowning at your bag; the items that you stuff inside were once again spread out on the floor. “I think I left mine in my room”

“I don’t have mine either, I was hoping to share with you”

You stared at each other for a whole minute, before realizing that you two are stuck in there until the rain stops or at least calms down. He drops down on the ground beside you, stretching his legs as he sighs.

“Guess we just have to wait it out then” thankfully, the two of you do not have any homework nor any test to prepare for the next day. Classes were a bit lax now that the first round of major exams was finished, the teachers were too busy checking and grading the papers to even bother assigning the students' homework and other school-related tasks.

“I’m hungry” Goshiki places a hand on his stomach as he feels it grumbles, demanding him to provide it nutrients to replenish the ones he had shed during the practice.

You pulled out a ziplock bag containing three sandwiches, the ones you made before going to practice that afternoon. You last class of the day had to be shortened due to your teacher having an emergency to sort out at home, because of that, you had an hour before you were needed for practice and you used that time to get some sleep and prepare yourself some snacks.

“Here you go” you gave him the other two as he gratefully accepts them from you, a quick thank you leaving his lips before he stuffs the bread in his mouth. Eyes closed shut, as his hungry stomach is finally being filled.

“The foods you make always taste so good (Y/n)-chan” he says before he took another large bite as you pass him your water bottle, scared he might choke with how fast he’s consuming those sandwiches.

“Calm down Tsutomu”

You both ate in silence, facing the open steel doors and watching from your spot how the heavy rain wrecks havoc outside of your safe space. Scattering around the leaves that had fallen onto the ground, and destroying the brittle flowerbeds that the gardening club had set up earlier.

“This is hopeless, the rain’s never going to stop” you pout, as the rain becomes even worst. “I don’t want to stay here all night”

“We could run from here to the dorms” Goshiki suggested wiping his hand with his handkerchief before grabbing his bag then standing up. “It will take us about 5 minutes”

You thought about it for a moment, you only have two options present and neither one of them was a good idea. It’s either you wait for the rain to stop - which is never - or you could agree to Goshiki’s plan to just run through the rain, but you’ll end up getting drenched in the process.

“Okay, let’s go” you decided to settle with Goshiki’s suggestion and hope for the best you won’t get sick.

Standing up, you remove your jacket, slinging your bag over your shoulder then rolling your tracks pants all the way up to your knees. Draping your jacket over your head to act as your temporary shelter as you brace the rain.

“Ready?” you grip your jacket tighter, before the two of you sprint across the empty field, screaming at the top of your lungs. Your clothes become wetter by the second, the water sipping through the fabric and cooling your warm skin.

“Bye! (Y/n)-chan!”

“Bye!”

You both went your separate ways, with you running down the wet pathway leading towards your dormitory, the water splashing beneath your shoes, dirtying the footwear.

By the time you reach your dorm, you were soaked, the water pooling at your feet. You quickly ran up the stairs and towards your room, startling your roommate at the sight of you.

“Let me go get your towel first” she immediately stood from her desk to grab your towel from the hamper, as you wait for her out in the hallway. The rest of the female students residing in your floor were giving you weird looks, as they walk in and out of their dorm room.

“Did you forget your umbrella again?” she passed you the towel, then drops a floormat in front of your foot for you to wipe your wet shoes on.

“I thought I had it in my bag” you close the door behind you, removing your shoes and wet socks, along with your wet clothes and underwear before throwing them into your laundry basket. Hopping into the shower to wash yourself up, then changing into your warmest pair of pajamas, and blow-drying your hair before finally falling asleep.

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You sat down on your desk, the headache you felt that morning had started to spread, now reaching your temples. Your sore throat, which was manageable just a few hours ago had become even worst and swallowing had become a challenge on your part.

“You’re sick” Goshiki leaned forward on his seat, the one that was in front of your desk, and stretch his hand to feel your forehead. “You’re running a fever (Y/n)-chan”

You remove his hand from your forehead, resting it on your desk. “I’m fine; the weather’s just warm is all”

“(Y/n)-chan, it’s raining” he pointed at the glass window to prove his point, as the rain once again showers the ground.

“Some people have high body temperatures ‘Tomu-kun, it’s no big deal” the look on his face really says it all, he doesn’t believe you. “I swear Tsutomu I’m fine”

He didn’t say a word after that, the teacher entering the classroom had ruined his opportunity to add more to his words. He turns on his chair to focus on the board as the teacher starts his lesson.

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“(Y/n)-chan, you’re sick” this was the fourth time Goshiki had said this to you and its only lunch, the first three times you had denied them, you kept telling him that you were fine. However, each time that you do, a new symptom emerges.

During the second period, your throat started to get scratchy, a series of coughs racking your body, disrupting your class multiple times. In the third period a cold manifested, and now, the lunch that you were looking forward to eating does not seem appetizing at all.

“I hate this” you sniffled, staring at the chicken katsudon you bought. The smell of the chicken does nothing but makes you even more nauseous, you shook your head, pushing the bowl towards Goshiki.

“You need to go back to your room and rest; I’ll take you to the infirmary so you can get some medicine”

“I’ll attend our afternoon classes, but I’ll have to skip practice” you took a bite of the banana he gave you, hoping that at least it would compensate for the lack of proper meal.

After eating his lunch, you both went to Coach Saito and Washijou-sensei to request them to excuse you for a few days from practice. Not sure when your fever will subside, they gave you a week off and wish for your fast recovery.

Your afternoon classes went by in a daze; you immediately forgot what you did in class. You kind of regret not skipping the rest of your classes, but at least you got 5 points straight to your final grade because your science teacher was feeling generous that afternoon.

Once classes were done, you immediately went back to your room while Goshiki walks to practice alone.

“Where’s (Y/n)?” Semi asks, your absence from the first year’s side was the first thing he notices. You and Goshiki are always seen together that it was weird to see him alone.

“She had to do something for our teacher” he cleared his throat as he tried to maintain eye contact with the setter, remembering how you requested him not to tell the others of your fever. “So she might have to skip practice”

Semi seems to believe him though as he went back to bouncing the ball, Goshiki scurrying to the other side of the gym to start stretching. Hoping that no one else would have to question him.

“(Y/n)-chan’s absent today?” Yamagata looks around the area, his eyes failed to spot your figure which was usually beside their coach. Goshiki slowly moves to hide behind Ushijima, his tall figure covering him completely from their eyes.

“Tsutomu, you know where she went?” Goshiki had to curse Tendou’s observant eyes; he failed to realize the redhead was just standing beside their and already had his eyes on him the moment Yamagata started talking.

Ushijima look over his shoulder to see a mop of dark hair, he moved to the side, so Goshiki would have to give them properly his answer.

“She had to do something for our teacher” he said the same answer he gave to Semi earlier. However, some were not quite convinced though.

“Really? what would that be?” Shirabu peered at him through his growing bangs, the copper strands almost reaching his eyes.

“One of our teacher’s ask (Y/n)-chan to help her check the exam papers”

Semi places his hands on his hips as he sighs. “Tsutomu, I know you’re lying. What did you two do this time?”

“We didn’t do anything Semi-san!” Goshiki defended, pouting at how they would think you and him got in trouble again. Sure, you both may have served detention before, but it was only once.

“Are you sure Tsutomu?”

“Yes, Reon-san!”

Goshiki could only stare at them in disbelief. Gosh, he really shouldn't have promised to keep your fever a secret.

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"I told you, go back to bed!"

"And I'm telling you, I'm fine!"

"What are they arguing about?" Sagae questioned, eyes never leaving the two first years glaring at each other at the back of the class. "This is the first time I've seen them fight"

"(L/n)'s still sick and Goshiki's been telling her to go back to her room to rest"

"Oh"

They both watch the spectacle happening before them, their voices being drowned out by the other students inside the class. Although, some had been watching as well. Curious as to why the two closest people in their class were fighting, though it could hardly be called a fight.

"(Y/n)-chan if you don't get some rest, you're never going to recover"

You huff, taking a seat on your chair as you adjust the face mask you've worn. "I really am fine Tsutomu, it's not as bad as it was yesterday"

It's not bad, but it doesn't mean you were comfortable, your nose was still runny and you were coughing every few minutes. But you refuse to miss your lessons, if you're still able to attend a class then you're going to do it even if you're sick.

"(Y/n)! Someone's at the door looking for you!" one of your classmates called out, pointing to the close door at the back part of the room.

You stood up, pulling down your mask as it had become harder for you to breathe. Opening the door, you were met with a tall figure. Their chest right in front of your face.

"...uh" you slowly lift your head up to come face to face with Semi's piercing gaze. "Semi-san good morning"

You nervously laugh, shifting from one foot to another.

"(Y/n), why are you in class?" his voice was calm, it’s soft, music to your ears. But the look on his face? One wrong answer and you’re definitely getting an exclusive nag session.

"Because it's a school day?" you knew what he was talking about and you knew for sure why he's here.

But your question is, who told him?

You tried to look behind him to spot the culprit and your eyes spotted the familiar mop of dark hair belonging to your roommate, who was standing behind Semi. When her eyes met yours, she just shrugs her shoulders.

Apart from Goshiki, she was the first one trying to convince you to skip classes and rest. But just as always, you dismissed her worry and ran out of your room towards class.

"(Y/n) answer me properly"

You bit your bottom lip, tightening your hold on the door’s handle. You slide the door close and quickly ran to the other one near the chalkboard, hoping to hide in the girls' comfort room until class starts.

However, just as you step foot out of your classroom, a hand shot out of nowhere, grabbing the back collar of your uniform.

"I'm taking you to the infirmary and you're going to stay put in your room until you're healthy" Semi dragged you across the hallway and towards the nurse's office. Your classmates crowding at the door to watch for anything that would happen next.

"Someone's in trouble" Kawanishi snickered, eyes following your and Semi's figure as the third year pulls you towards the infirmary. His large hands lock around your wrist to prevent you from running away.

“Semi-san was bound to find out sooner or later” Shirabu turns on his heel to return to his classroom, Kawanishi tailing behind him.

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You sat on your bed, hugging your knees, staring at the little potted plant your aunt gave you. Its leaves all green and healthy, a product of you endlessly taking care of it.

You were currently alone in your room, your roommate went out to do something. You forgot what it was, but she told you about picking up someone, probably her classmate so they could do their homework.

A knock on your door reach your ears, you remained silent, the pain in your throat had made it hard for you to talk. (e/c) eyes now focus on the knob as it turned and eight tall bodies entered, all clad in their pajamas. Carrying all sorts of items.

"I'll be down the hall, have (Y/n) call me if you need anything"

You heard your roommate say from out in the hallway, before Semi finally closes the door, locking it.

"(Y/n)-chan, good evening" you gave Tendou a weak wave. He motioned for you to stand up as you did so slowly, your head spinning with every little move you make.

He took a hoodie from the bag they brought and put it on you, the material way too big for your body. He pulled out a jacket, putting it over the sweater you just wore before he wrap your neck with a scarf. For the finishing touch, Kawanishi drapes two layers of blanket over your head, wrapping it around your body.

It was soft and smelled nice, you felt so warm now. The layers of clothing coupled with the blanket were what you just needed.

"Don't you think she needs more?" Tendou rubs his chin, as you blink up at him.

"She will suffocate if you add more Tendou" Ushijima carefully sat you down again, folding the excess sleeves of the jacket and sweater you wore.

"Have you eaten anything yet?" you shook your head, which was a bad idea. "We have brought congee for you"

Reon passed you a bowl of the said food, as you cradled it in your hands. "Careful, it's still hot"

You scoop a small amount into your spoon as you gently blew on it, pushing the spoon in your mouth and tasting the food. It was delicious and easy for you to consume, the rice and pieces of shredded chicken sliding down your throat with ease. Your stomach finally settling on its chosen dinner.

Shirabu drags your chair and set up his laptop. A movie ready to be played on the video player for you all to enjoy while eating.

You patted the empty space beside you, Goshiki immediately claimed the spot on your left while Kawanishi and Shirabu claimed the other. The third years, sitting on the floor, each one holding their own bowl of food.

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"So who's carrying who?" Yamagata stared at the cute sight in front of him, their four juniors had fallen asleep in the middle of the movie and was now snuggled against each other on your bed.

"Let's just wake them up" Reon gently shakes them awake, making sure not to disturb you. Goshiki was the first to wake up, followed by Shirabu and Kawanishi, each one letting out a yawn.

"Is the movie finished already?" Shirabu rubs his eyes as he stood up, stretching his arms.

"Yes, let's go back" Semi checked your temperature one last time before he carefully guides your body to lay down on the bed and resting your head on your soft pillow.

They gathered their belongings, leaving the ones they wrapped you with before exiting your room. Your roommate, escorting them out of the building.

The next day you woke up feeling refresh, your nose was cleared, your headache was gone, and your throat feeling better. You finally recovered from your fever and you were finally able to do your manager duties again.

However, you did not expect to be greeted by half of the team going down with the sickness you suffered the week prior.

"Achoo!" Goshiki let out a groan as he pressed a hand on his head. Dropping down on the bench as he accepts the tissue you gave him.

The coaches don’t know where it came from since you never step foot in the gym during the time that you were sick. They suspect that it’s the weather, the constant rain showers, and low temperatures were a definite factor.

"Guess flu season came early" Washijou-sensei let out a sigh before announcing that practice will be put on hold for a few days. Ordering his players to go back to their dorms and rest until it all goes away.

[hanamakkiss]

Haikyuu boys cooking

Shiratorizawa | Nekoma | Karasuno

my first time doing a headcanon thing! i had a lot of fun thinking about them cooking! hopefully no one else has done this already? will do the other schools. probably.

Ushijima Wakatoshi ↠ does nOT know what to do in a kitchen. he's fine if you're supervising him but the moment you take a toilet break it's too late. 🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️ the omelette is already burnt. stares back at u and shrugs, only slightly apologetic. 🙄he helps clean up tho!🥰

Tendou Satori ↠ a pretty good cook! but he rather bake mainly cause he wants to eat sweet treats. 🥨🍮🍰🥧everythings a mess afterwards tho. also he prefers eating whatever you cook for him even if it tastes bad, loves the effort. if u whine about cooking he bribes you with new pastries (do it more often)

Semi Eita ↠ pheNOMENAL chef. 🤤😍🤤but don't ask him for his recipes all of them are just mish-mash of recipes he read with a touch of his own instinct. 😠😠mum taught him how to cook when he was young and now they take turns making dinner😍

Shirabu Kenjirou ↠ a pretty basic chef, follows the recipe to the letter. 😂 don't try any of that "estimation" bullshit in front of him, he WILL scream at you to get out of his kitchen. 🔪🔪 food comes out good most of the time, anytime he messes up he blames it on the recipe. 🙄🙄🙄also don't attempt to taste test either (u will be smacked)😖

Kawanishi Taichi ↠ a surprisingly decent cook,😋 IF you can get him into the kitchen. 😖😖😒only cooks when he's too lazy to go out, has no money to order takeout 🥡🥡AND has ingredients in the fridge. otherwise he just starves until u bring food for him. king of stir-frys and one-pot recipes 🥣

Goshiki Tsutomu ↠ he tries. he really does. 😪😪 70% of the time it turns out alright, the others? somewhere along he gets one of the steps wrong, sugar instead of salt, his hand slipped and now there is too much soy sauce in the pan, tries to make up by putting too much water (thats nOT how it work tsutomu) makes a mess and panics 😭😭