#noya doodles

[dreamingpartone]

follow the mood, catch the stars ✨

[dankali-owo]

swapped haikyuu!! doodle dump ‼️

[rjhpandapaws]

Nishinoya Yuu

[amanitapills]

Older asny piece I never posted

[nanowatzophina]

@layalu boop.

They bonding.

[layalu]

Ok, ok, ok, for the expressions…

Liam in B1 June in D3 and Noya in E5? :3

[prompts]

thank you for sending some in!! these are way too much fun xD

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

new recruits (and neither of them wants to be here </3) >>:)

[main-bird]

fixed up some old noya doodles

[cottonlemonade]

Hi hi!! I saw your lemonade stand and I LOVE the concept omg. Can I request a medium watermelon lemonade with pomegranate seeds for Asahi?

Thank you so much if you write it !! I hope you have a great day 🩷

Sharing A Tent With His Crush

word count: 1926 || avg. reading time: 8 mins.

pairing: Asahi x chubby manager!Reader

genre: fluff with spice

warning: mdni, spoilers

request: fluffy-spicy, sharing a tent with pining friend Asahi

“One, two, three, four…”

As Takeda counted in the background, Coach Ukai studied his clipboard, listening with a content smile to the hollering and laughter that was carried up from the beach by an easy sea breeze. The kids were off swimming and building sandcastles and trenches, enjoying their hard earned freedom after weeks of studying and practices.

“Oh no.”

Ukai turned to the teacher.

“What is it, Sensei?”

“Oh nononono - no!”

“What? Did we forget a cooler? What?”

“We are one tent short!”

“What?!”, Ukai’s booming yell made some birds fly out of a tree top, “I double checked it! Are you sure?”

The men stood shoulder to shoulder, counting. Again. And again. But even after the fifth time, Ukai had to admit his mistake.

“What are we gonna do?”, Takeda asked, panic rising in his voice.

“We just… gotta rethink logistics.”, Ukai said, grabbing the clipboard once more and flipping to the page of the sleeping arrangements.

One of the boys was supposed to sleep alone anyway. And one of the girls, too, because both numbers were uneven.

“Maybe we can squeeze Nishinoya, Hinata and Yamaguchi into one and then have y/n take the free boys’ tent.”

“Sensei, we can’t just sort them by size. I think… hm, y/n is a third year. If we put her with one of the other third years they should have the presence of mind not to try any funny business. The first years won’t get a wink of sleep having a girl so close to them at night and the second years are as girl-crazy as they come.”

“How about Sugawara then?”

“Don’t be too trusting, Sensei. I don’t think he is as innocent as he seems.”, Ukai said with a frown, “And Sawamura might do something without even realizing he is flirting. - I hate to say it but … Azumane will be too chicken to even go near her. I think he is our best bet.”

Asahi went pale when the news broke over dinner. He looked at you and was quite relieved to see you equally as shocked.

“It‘s just for one night.“, Ukai said quickly, “Not a big deal.“

Both the ace and third manager would very much beg to differ but the coach already made his way back to Takeda and his plate of chicken.

“No big deal.“, you repeated under your breath.

“No big deal.“, Asahi agreed.

It was, in fact, a big deal to Asahi. He didn‘t know exactly when he started to be hopelessly in love with you but if he had to take a guess, it was probably somewhere around the time when he noticed all of his sketches and doodles of various outfits becoming chubbier until they eventually matched your figure. Skirts for a lovely Sunday date, pantsuits for eventually kicking butt at an office where you undoubtedly would end up as CEO sooner or later, dresses for imaginary galas you‘d attend and even an elaborate gown for a daydream of a royal ball he had during a boring physics lesson. (He also came up with his own outfit for that occasion to match you.)

Noya was the only one he confided in. The libero had sworn on his honor to never hit on you and ever since tried to push his best friend to make a move before graduating and possibly losing sight of you. And after much pushing and pestering and strategizing, Asahi, under threat of violence, had agreed to confess his feelings before graduation - as an out, Asahi didn’t tell his friend that he hadn’t actually specified whether it was graduating high school or university so he still had time either way.

After dinner the team gathered around a bonfire to roast marshmallows and make up completely ridiculous, yet confident, remarks about constellations in the clear night sky.

Asahi was torn between wanting to play for time until curfew or savor every second of the increasingly appealing mishap - to share a tent, all night, alone, side by side with his crush.

But of course, as with every good beach episode, there had to be a game of truth or dare involved.

Daichi was forced to admit that he was deadly scared of mice, Hinata had to sit still for a whole minute and, in the meantime, Tsukki was dared to not insult him once. It was fun until Noya turned to you and the glint in his eyes made you gulp.

“So, y/n-san. Truth or dare?”

Quite frankly, both of these were dangerous coming from him but maybe truth wouldn’t be so bad.

Noya gave a victorious grin.

“Who, of the people here, do you have a crush on?”

Asahi wasn’t sure if it was the light of fire that made your cheeks look so pink. His heart quickened. You stammered, kneading your fingers in your lap.

“Alright everyone.”, Daichi said when an alarm went off on his phone, “Let’s get to bed. Lights out in 15 minutes.”

Noya groaned and began to argue but one look from the captain had him crumble. So instead, he and Tanaka pushed each other out of the way, eager to be the one to accompany Kiyoko the few steps to the tent she shared with Yaachi.

Suga and Daichi gave Asahi a nondescript nod Goodnight before heading to bed themselves.

It was quite miraculous, you thought, how Asahi’s massively tall frame could fit next to you, when your plump form occupied a good part of the truly pathetically crammed tent already.

You sat cross legged on your sleeping bag, in your pyjama shorts and oversized t-shirt. Given the sleeping arrangements you decided to keep wearing a bra.

“Just for one night, right?”, you said in a (failed) attempt to make your voice sound light and airy.

You pumped some oil into the palm of your hand before running your fingers through your hair. The pleasant smell filled the tent. You caught his eyes and smiled, then both of you looked away again. The atmosphere was somewhat stiff, even though you’ve been on friendly terms with the fellow third years ever since you switched over from the Sewing Club about a year ago.

“Do you think-“

“So what would you-“

You said at the same time and broke off, laughing awkwardly.

“You first.”, he said.

“Do you think it’s okay if we keep on a light?”, you asked.

“Sure. Do you have one? Cause otherwise, I brought-” Asahi reached for his backpack and so did you.

After a moment’s rummaging you produced a small panda bear figure and turned to see a thing in his hand that looked suspiciously like a round little rabbit with a leaf umbrella.

“Is that… is that the official Totoro night light with 8 different color options and dimming function??”

Asahi nodded and you clasped your hands in delight, leaning closer to inspect it as he held it out to you. You let out a small gasp. This was one of the best night lights on the market right now after all!

“I wanted one of those for ages! But they're always sold out! How did you get it?”

“I set myself an alert for when they’re back in stock.”

He basked in your impressed “Ohhhh” and a few minutes later you both lay on your stomachs, looking at the two soft glowing figures in front of you.

Outside the tent, Ukai nodded approvingly on his last checkup before turning in himself in the room he shared with Takeda in a guesthouse on the border of the camping grounds.

“What was your question?”

“Hm?”, Asahi turned to look at you.

“Earlier when I asked you about the light. You wanted to say something as well. What was it?”

“Oh, not important.”, he said and moved the Totoro night light a little closer to your panda.

“Come on, I wanna know.”, you lightly pushed his leg with your foot to encourage him.

“I was just… I-i was wondering what you would have said if Daichi’s alarm hadn’t gone off.”, he mumbled.

“When? Oh, the game. Uhm.” The pink from earlier returned to your cheeks. Now would be as good a time as any, you thought and after a deep breath you replied, “You.”

Stupidly, Asahi rolled around to check if there was someone else behind him in the tiny tent before moving his attention back to you.

“Me?”

“Yeah, you.”, you laughed.

“I- I don't know what to say.”, Asahi stammered.

You regarded him with a thoughtful smile, still somewhat hopeful that what Kiyoko and Suga told you was right.

“Well, you could tell me if you feel the same or not, maybe?”

“Oh right! Yes!”, he said, much louder than intended and ducked his head a moment later, “Yes, I do like you. A lot.”

You beamed at him.

“Nice.”

The following giggles were suppressed in your respective pillows.

When you came back up for air he brushed a few loose strands of hair out of his face and cleared his throat, “Would you like to go out with me once we’re back?”

“I’d love to.”

“Great.”

You both looked at each other, unsure of what to do next.

“So…”, you began, weighing your words carefully, “Do you wanna make out?”

If Asahi had been drinking water, he would have choked on it. His face immediately turned bright red and he needed a minute to put a coherent word together. You waited patiently.

“Yes.”, he croaked eventually.

He didn’t move.

“I’ll be right there.”, he assured you, his voice and face still not quite back to normal.

“That’s alright.”

Asahi’s eyes widened when you scooted closer and your noses almost touched.

“Hi.”

“H-hello.”

It started out with a peck. You pulled back to check if he had any objections but you didn’t get very far. His lips followed yours as if magnetic. He sighed into the kiss and your smile widened if possible even further. His large hand came to rest on your waist and you slotted your leg between his. The kiss soon became open mouthed, your tongue slipping back and forth to test the waters.

You hummed happily against him, making him squeeze your pillowy hips. He was losing his mind. How could one person feel this good? Your hand brushed down his muscular arm to lay on top of his and began to move it. He was so engrossed in your taste that he didn’t notice until he cupped your breast.

“Y/n…”, he breathed, resting his forehead against yours. He stared at his hand, how it went up and down along with your panting. You, in turn, felt him throb against your thigh that was pushed between his legs.

Your chubby fingers closed around his much larger hand, easing him into the idea that he was free to touch you.

“Y/n…”, he whispered again and was met with your lips on his once more. He had never been drunk before but he was sure this was exactly what it must feel like.

Asahi groaned into your mouth when his palm pressed against your hardened nipple, pushing through the fabrics.

____________________

Picking up a piece of omelet with his chopsticks the next morning, Asahi grinned down at his bowl of rice like an idiot. You sat right next to him, so close that your heavenly thighs touched his, just as dazed from the previous night.

Tsukki frowned and said to no one in particular, but loud enough for you to hear, “Do they realize that tents aren’t soundproof?”

a/n: this one got so away from me xD thank you for your request and your kind words! I hope you enjoy it 🌟

Also I apologize for being so inactive. It’s a mixture of writer’s block, summer heat and a twisted back 🥲

[0-n-1-x]

Nishinoya Yuu x Cheerleader!reader link to my masterlist <33

You and Nishinoya probably met during a school event, maybe a basketball match where you were cheering on your team. He was obviously drawn to your energy and enthusiasm, which matched his own. Noya is your biggest fan. He’s always front and center during your performances, cheering louder than anyone else. He even learns some of the cheers so he can do them with you. You cannot tell me that when he calls you to keep him company at the gym, you’ll practice your routines while Noya practices his skills and receives. You both are really competitive (being athletes), trying to outdo each other in stamina and precision. It’s a fun way to bond, and you both end up laughing, even if one of you wipes out.

If you do gymnastic type cheer, he definitely tries to copy some of your moves and flips (he folds the second he sees one of your tumble routines). Think you have the best routines in the world and will fight any judge that thinks otherwise, no matter how many times you tell him that you actually did mess up. Noya would totally want to help with your stunts, insisting he could be a base. While he might not be tall, his strength and determination make up for it, and you trust him completely

if you do stomp and shake cheer or call-and-response type cheer, he will dedicate hours to learn all of your lyrics and the moves that go with them, he also definitely does the trendy ones with you when they go viral on TikTok. And to be completely honest he got scared of your cheer voice in the beginning, but he grew to really like your ability to switch up on- and off the court, even if it surprises him (he's still a little scared to come up to you after you win a game).

you guy's sports use similar muscle group so expect a LOT of peer-conditioning dates (followed up by a meal for 10)

if any tries to tell you that 'you aren't a real athlete' or 'cheer isn't a sport' best believe that Noya is right next to you defending. Even if you tell him it's not worth it, and it's also a personal headcanon of mine that he is insanely good at roasts so this person's whole bloodline is cooked.

Noya loves surprising you with little things, like bringing you more water during practice or leaving encouraging notes with doodles in your cheer bag. He’s always thinking of ways to make you smile, just as you do for him. If your seasons don't match up, he is coming to the games that you cheer for, who cares if he doesn't understand basketball? his girl is out there. Plus, he begs you to make cheer just for him. It might start as a joke, but you’d end up putting real effort into it, and he’d beam with pride every time you perform it during a game. Even teaching some of your teammates for a surprise in your student section

If your seasons do match, that's the time when you see eachother the least, at first there was tension on you guys, but after a year or so you both get used to it and understand that you're both student-athletes with buys schedules.

Before big events, you might sneak into the boys’ locker room after most of them leave to give him a quick pep talk, because we all know he struggles with mental health. It becomes a tradition, with some of the team playfully teasing him but none of them know what you're saying and how encouraging it is <33

to the anon that requested this thank you so much!! (I unfortunately couldn't find your ask so I'm so sorry </3) this is definitely a favorite trope of mine because I have experience in sports and cheerleading, so I probably over yapped ngl

[struwberrii]

Hi! I love your American high school headcanons! Do you have any headcanons for the Karasuno third years hehehe

haikyuu!! at an american highschool ⋆⭒˚.⋆

thank you for the request!! hopefully u all enjoy ^.^

pt. 1, pt.2

characters: tanaka, noya, kiyoko, sugawara, daichi, asahi

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tanaka

there’s a 50/50 chance he’ll actually show up to class

drives the most beat up busted car with no tint and no bumper

he and noya in the parking lot blasting music with the windows down

cafeteria lunch defender

probably pulled the fire alarm at some point as a joke

teachers have to tell him to pull his pants up bc he sags 😭

speaker in his bookbag

has been high in class multiple times

literally has no school supplies

does interview in the halls with his phone as a mic and is constantly getting humbled by pretty girls

somehow pulled kiyoko (everyone rips on her for dating him)

falls asleep in class and snores

bro is not graduating 😭

he and noya troll teachers

noya

uses a children’s bookbag bc he thinks it’s funny (people think he’s actually a child)

tanakas #1 meat rider

always making mildly gay comments and everyone in their friend group gets so mad at him

gym try hard

doesn’t have a car but skips in the bathroom sometimes

probably smoked one time and saw literal demons now he’s too scared to ever do it again 😭

his mom drops him off at school

another boy the girls have to hit with the “hear me out”

actually gets his work done but hardly passes

brings like whole family packs of cookies for lunch

crocs all day everyday

makes fart noises in class then blames it on other people

let’s his friends hype him up to ‘rizz’ up girls and 9/10 the girls laugh at him (poor guy lol)

kiyoko

unproblematic and everyone loves her

guys probably spread rumors about her when she rejects them but nobody believes them

you either want to be her or be with her

half ap classes

accidentally starts trends (like fashion trends)

tries to help tanaka with his work but he doesn’t ever pay attention

the only thing people criticize her for is going with tanaka 😭

quiet and keeps to herself

takes super neat notes

drives a pretty nice car and it always smells like japanese cherry blossom

always has one airpod in too

probably class buddies with suga and asahi

girls in the grades below her view her as like big sister

takes low effort instagram pictures and always ends up on the explore page with thousands of likes

suga

takes ap classes

the best and safest driver and offers everyone rides

sketches and doodles on the corners of all his assignments and notes

color coordinated notes with pastel highlighters

people think he’s gay but he just likes cute stuff

shit talks with teachers

everyone trusts him and he is very reliable

boy next door

has the cutest keychains and pins on his bag

‘takes notes’ on his ipad but actually just plays roblox

probably has a job at like a pet store or bakery

daichi

him and suga are the unexpected best friends bc they’re so different

spends all his free periods in the gym working out

has social media but never uses it

drives a truck but isn’t annoying about it

curbs #1 enemy

has really random knowledge about dumb stuff, like you could be complaining about your ankle hurting and he knows exactly how to fix it

he does not tolerate disrespect, shuts it down real quick.

plays cod during his free time

takes all regular classes but his grades never fall below 90s (As)

him suga and asahi get lunch together off campus at least 3 times a week and he always drives

working out 24/7

asahi

works at barnes and noble or a coffee shop

has a car but never drives because it makes him anxious

gets rides from suga

plays word cookies in class

smells really good and citrus y all the time

the craziest rumors go around about him, like about him being a grown man and being held back or being a criminal

nicest guy in the entire school

staff has stopped him in the halls multiple times because they thought he was a grown man and had to see his school ID 😭

always gets vending machine frappes

dresses like a youth counselor

watches movies during class

underclassman call him unc

[hinata-boke]

noya doodle!

[el-costae]

reab’s haikyuu art dump and redraws

^^^ if you find this familiar, yes, i redrew that one noya doodle compilation i made back in september

[kings-highway]

I got myself the Haikyuu art book and I know most of you have probably seen most of these images but I wanna share my favourite pieces from it!!! (Its mostly Karasuno third years! who would have guessed!)

starting off STRONG we have some pastel third years and an image of Sugawara that makes me absolutely melt oh my GOD

We also have this bored-emperor-ready-to-behead-you image that is making me crazy (suga in this book is on POINT) and Kiyoko looking like a queen.

More Third year stuff - BABY THIRD YEARS WITH THE MOST ROUND SUGA IN THE WORLD LOOKIT HIS FACE

THERE IS SO MUCH GOING ON IN THIS

WHY DOES BOKUTO HAVE BLADES TAKE THE BLADES AWAY FROM BOKUTO

ALSO this is the English translation but FUCK i was not expecting Aoba Johsai to be translated/changed to BLUECASTLE??? absolutely insane I love it.

"Angels" from the "Crow Detective Agency" has been breaking my brain but who the fUCK is John Bonsley what reference am I not getting

Also why did NOBODY tell me this was Daichi's reaction of Asahi telling them what Noya was up to in the timeskip?? ICONIC the man has NEVER had a thought. vacant.

ANYWAY THERES A 10 IMAGE LIMIT SO ILL PROBABLY MAKE A PART 2 WITH ALL THE LITTLE DOODLES AND SILLY BACKGROUND IMAGES THAT I LOVE

Theres SO many pages so I cant possibly get everything but <3

[hyolks]

congrats on the 9k!!!!🎉 may i humbly request a doodle of farmer noya? perhaps in overalls?? bc i think it would be very cute

everyone, meet mikasa (named after volleyball brand) <3

[nowoyas]

Koi no Yokan 20: sleep it off (nishinoya yuu/reader)

First - Prev - Next - M.list - Ao3

A/N: speedposting this before work let me know if anything's broke

Summary: The biggest training camp of the year kicks off with five hours on a bus and a headache.

Warnings and tags: blanket series warnings

Words: 3700+

Fuck the Nishinoya family, honestly.

Fuck 'em for being so kind. Fuck 'em for the gifts, the cake, the way they welcomed you with open arms over the past two weeks. Fuck 'em for the soft hugs, the birthday card they'd presented you with, the way Rina had made you schedule a day to come over for dinner and immediately written it on the whiteboard calendar in the kitchen, outlined with a little doodle of fireworks like it was a happy event.

Fuck Rina for being so motherly. Fuck Jii-chan for the proud smile when you called him Jii-chan to his face. Fuck Mei for the cake, fuck Satsuki for telling everyone about your birthday, fuck Kaede for the hair stuff, way too expensive for you to have ever bought on your own even just to try, and fuck Soba for—no, scratch that, you could never be mad at Soba—but fuck Noya for the gentle, persistent comfort, for the effortless way he explains away the tears in the corners of your eyes when you make it to the school just before one in the morning. (Oh, she's just sleepy. She's been keeping, like, a 7pm bedtime most nights. I almost had to carry her here, you know?)

Also fuck whoever looked at Noya's totally innocent grin and actually gave him permission to sit with you on the bus ride up to Tokyo when he asked.

While you're at it, fuck you for cuddling right up to him and melting into the scent of his shampoo, and most of all, fuck the sunlight for waking you up as you near Saitama, where this week's camp is located. It's too bright, your head hurts, and you have no choice but to bury your face into the soft cotton of your volunteer pillow to block out the light.

He shifts at your movement, and you let out a groan. "What time is it?"

A soft laugh, laced with sleep. "Time to wake up. We're almost there, I think."

You let out a pained whine. "I'm not doin' anything until you flag Sensei down and ask him if I can have some of my painkillers."

"That bad already?" he coos sympathetically. "Are you gonna be alright?"

"Yeah. I think it's just dehydration." You'd cried a lot last night before you had to leave. You're pretty sure this is what a hangover is like. You should see if Mei or Kaede can get you some supplies to test that theory.

A clearing of a throat at the front of the bus. "Alright, we're going to be at Shinzen soon. Those of you who are awake, please take this time to wake up the others! After your things are brought to your rooms, we'll be joining everyone for breakfast, then warmups."

When he's done making his announcement, you feel Noya shift. "Sensei, can [name]-san get some painkillers? She woke up with a headache. She says it's probably dehydration, but the light's bugging her."

"Ah, sure! Shimizu, can you pass this back? Do you two have any water?"

You blindly reach for the bottle, finding it pressed uncomfortably between your hip and the wall of the bus. You shake it at Noya wordlessly.

"We've got some."

You manage to open one eye just in time to see Shimizu turn around in her seat, one row in front of you. She passes the bottle of painkillers over the seat, and Noya takes it with a nod. "We're supposed to help with serving meals," she says, nodding to you. "If you're not feeling up to it, we can make you a meal and let you go until you've rested."

"I'll be okay," you mumble. "The pills should kick in by then."

"If you're sure, but don't push yourself. Do you need help carrying your things upstairs?"

"No," you reply at the same time that Noya says, "yes."

You roll your eyes. "It's fine—"

"Your bag is heavier than it was when you asked me for help carrying it before," he points out. "And you weren't experiencing capital-S Symptoms then, either."

There's a shout from the back of the bus—Hinata is now awake and has just seen his first-ever transmission tower, apparently—that has you cringing and whining pathetically into Noya's chest, tears beading in the corners of your eyes.

He brings a hand up to cover your exposed ear, muffle the sound just a bit. "See? C'mon, let's get those painkillers in you."

You screw your eyes shut, toss your head back with the two pills he's placed in your hand. Choke down the pills and gag on the taste, even when washing it down with a massive swig of water. When you've recovered, you glance back at Shimizu. "I guess I could probably use the help, if it's not too much trouble."

"Of course. I'll help you bring your stuff upstairs. Do you think you can handle the stairs right now?"

"I can handle stairs," you grumble.

There's soft laughter rumbling beneath your ear. "She'll be a lot nicer once the pain meds kick in, I promise. Can you pass this back up to Sensei?"

There's a shuffling, and you sip your water, and you wait for the painkillers to kick in. On your way upstairs with the girls, you listen silently as Shimizu tells the other managers about your situation, and you don't even protest when she rattles off a rough list of things they're supposed to stop you from doing if they catch you.

You just have to not let them catch you.

~

Damn it all, you make it through helping serve everyone at breakfast, and with great determination, you even manage to convince everyone that you can at least make it to lunch before you have to take a nap and sleep off the headache. The painkillers are a huge help in this—they soothe you just enough to get everyone to let you sit in the gym and watch as the training camp kicks off in full swing. Takeda had demanded you sit in a chair, but at least you're allowed to be there at all.

In contrast to the previous training camp, Shinzen's training camp has the losing team take a penalty run up the hill outside the gym, a feat which you're not sure you could stand even without the concussion. You have the odd sense that the boys are going to be doing it a lot this week.

With Shimizu on one side of you and Coach Ukai standing on the other to protect you from any strays, you settle in to watch the first set of the day. The boys are up against Fukurodani, that school with the loud ace, and Hinata and Kageyama are back on the same side of the net again.

"I haven't been around as much because of my head," you mutter as you watch them take their places. "Have they played together at all since they started fighting?"

Coach Ukai shakes his head. "I'd been giving them the chance to work on their own stuff without getting at each other's throats, but I figure a few weeks is probably enough time. We'll see how they do today."

You nod. "I'm pretty sure I can guilt them into knocking it off if they start fighting again. You know, all things considered."

He laughs. "Let's hope it doesn't come to that."

The set begins. You set about taking notes as they kick off—the team composition for each set, compared against how they actually do. Shimizu's taking the real stats, so you can basically do what you want, at any rate. Fukurodani serves, Noya moves, and the ball goes right to Kageyama as always. For half a second, it's like nothing's changed—a clean receive, Hinata swooping in to spike, Kageyama already ready for him.

And then the ball hits the floor.

You bite back a laugh as Hinata lands, back of his head to you as he stares at Kageyama. Kageyama, for his part, looks reasonably embarrassed, cheeks flushed as he avoids eye contact.

They regroup. Another serve from Fukurodani, another clean receive. In the margins, you start a tally for points lost to mistakes, and you make your first mark in the column just as the next toss sails straight past Hinata. You prepare for the second mark, but then Hinata moves—calm, collected, his left hand coming up to bump the ball just barely over the net. He lands firmly on his ass, staring up at Kageyama, who stares right back at him.

"He would have panicked before," Shimizu comments with wide eyes.

You nod.

They've both changed a lot over the past few weeks, but it isn't just Hinata and Kageyama. Though it goes out, Azumane blasts out a pretty strong jump serve, clicks his tongue in frustration when the ref's whistle blows. Your margin tallies overtake the page quickly—Suga setting with the wrong timing during the synchronized attack, Yamaguchi's jump float not quite floating, Noya jumping too far for the jump set.

When he glares at you heatlessly, cheeks red, at the sound of your mostly-stifled laugh, you raise up both hands in a show of innocence. "I didn't say anything!" you mouth to him with a wry little smile. He rolls his eyes, and both of you turn back to your own roles.

It's just a touch embarrassing to watch them screw up repeatedly, and your rage pricks up at hearing a coach from another team quietly comment on how wonderfully out-of-sync they are (they're your guys to tease about screw-ups!), but you keep your tallies and keep your mouth shut.

He won't be laughing when it all comes together. He won't be laughing then at all.

~

You make it a whole hour after lunch just fine. As expected, the guys are losing repeatedly, but at least it's less "getting their asses handed to them" and more "valiantly struggling", compared to last time. It seems very valiant when you watch them run up the hill, shouting at the top of their lungs, anyway.

"At least they're keeping their spirits up," Yachi notes with a sigh.

"I don't know how they do it." You let out a sigh of your own, shaking the last of the prepared bottles. "The yelling or the running. It's like they're a whole different breed."

You really wish they'd stop yelling, actually. The painkillers are starting to wear off, and you can definitely tell. Half of you almost wants to go up to the room and take a nap, but the other half of you categorically refuses to be a child who needs a regular naptime, and that half is much, much louder.

So you grit your teeth. You pass out water bottles and hope your smile looks natural. You avoid Noya a little bit because you know that he's started figuring out what it looks like when you're pretending your head doesn't hurt, and you subtly point Shimizu in his direction so you can get distracted with someone else before he can monopolize you.

"How're you feeling?" you ask Hinata as he accepts a water bottle from you. "You sound like you've still got energy."

He catches his breath, nods his thanks. "I can keep going. Kageyama's acting weird, though."

You tilt your head. "Do you mean the new set? He's been working on it since you guys got in that fight, I think. You're different, yourself, though."

"You think so?" he lets out a nervous laugh, cheeks turning a little pink. "Well, I've been practicing really hard at Old Coach Ukai's place. Is it actually noticeable?"

"Definitely. Once everyone starts coming together and locking in, you guys are gonna do great."

"T-thank you!" He bows.

You wave it off with a nervous laugh of your own. "You don't need to make such a big deal of it. All I can really do is observe, so I'm observing, that's all."

"Ah! Speaking of that…" He straightens up, peers at you. "You look really pale today. Is your head bothering you?"

Shit. Fuck. Goddammit.

"My head's fine!" Stop pitching your voice, dumbass. "It's probably just the painkillers wearing off."

"Hmm, if your painkillers are wearing off, aren't you supposed to go rest or something? It's not good to push yourself while you're still recovering." He actually pouts at you. Fucker.

"Come on, Hinata, you gotta be on my side here—"

"She is supposed to go rest," Noya says from behind you.

You jolt. Drop your shoulders. Sigh. "I'm not getting out of this, am I?"

"Nope. Go try to sleep."

"You're the worst."

"And you're concussed. Go."

No amount of arguing gets you anywhere. Not with Noya, though you appreciate his pout as he demands you take care of yourself.³⁴ You wave them off as they return inside for the next set and find your way back to the girls' room for a nap.

~

There is a level of ballsy required of any man to traverse the expanse of the cafeteria at dinner and walk right up to the managers' table without issue, and maybe if it had been anyone but Yuu, it would have been a level beyond him. At least, he gets that impression from the eyes on his back as he approaches the girls. They sit at a whole separate table, one of the only rounded tables in the room, chatting and smiling as though the sole source of light in the entire camp.

The girls fall quiet as he walks up, a hand rubbing the back of his neck. "Kiyoko-san, Yachi-san. Has [name]-san come down at all since she went upstairs to nap?"

They share a look. "She hasn't, no."

He sighs. "Figures. Do you think the teachers will be mad if I bring some food up to her?"

Kiyoko hums. "They probably won't be mad about bringing her food, given the situation, but you being alone with her in the girls' room is a little…"

"Could someone come with me, then? Her concussion naps will go until morning if I just let her sleep, and she needs to eat."

One of the managers from another school—the cute one with the black pigtails and the Ubugawa shirt—raises her hand. "I don't mind grabbing a serving from the kitchen for her and chaperoning."

Shimizu flashes her an angelic smile. "Are you sure, Miyanoshita-san?³⁵ It'd be a big help."

"Yeah, it's no issue! I'm done eating, anyway."

He bows slightly. "Thank you! I really appreciate this!"

She gets up, waves to the other managers, and wanders into the kitchen with him.

~

Eri guides him up to the girls' room without complaint. She's not really sure what to say to this Nishinoya guy—she vaguely remembers him as Karasuno's libero, pretty good, pretty loud—but he seems happy to lead the conversation if she'll just lead the way.

"Miyanoshita-san, right?" he asks as they round the staircase onto the third floor. "Thanks again for this. She can be a little grumpy when she wakes up, so sorry if she's a little rude."

She laughs. "No, don't worry about it! I totally get it. Are you close with [name]-chan?"

The guy laughs back, smiles fondly. "Yeah. She's been staying at my place since she got hurt. I've been taking alright care of her, I think."

"I'm a little jealous," she admits. "It must be nice to have someone like that around. I'm sure she appreciates it."

His eyes are somewhere else when she pauses at the doorway. "Yeah, I think she does."

He takes the plate and slips inside, beelines towards the one occupied futon that you've dragged into the darkest possible corner of the room. She waits by the doorway, takes a moment to check her phone while he shakes you awake.

"Hey there," he says, voice low and soft.

This is… fundamentally a different guy from the libero she watched playing against Ubugawa earlier. He'd gone from shouty and bouncy to this: resting on his knees and stifling a laugh at your sleepy whining. She really is a little jealous.

"S'npai?" you mumble.

"Yeah. Hey there, Sleeping Beauty. Time to get up."

She eyes the scene with amusement, taps out a text to the Fukurodani Group Managers group chat—they should really get you, Hitoka, and Shimizu in on it before the camp is over—as what little of your face was visible disappears under the blanket.

Eri to Fukurodani Group Managers!!! at 19:35

Eri: [name]-chan's bf is ADORABLE with her omg

Eri: currently watching him wake her up by petting her like a cat

"C'mon, [name]-san. You've slept for like… four or five hours. You gotta eat something."

Another whine. "It's like you don't even like me."

"Complain all you want, but I'm gonna get real annoying if you don't eat something. You don't even have to do anything but sit up and chew. I'll feed you."

"I hate you."

"No, you don't."

…he's pretty much forgotten she's here, hasn't he?

Eri: he just offered to hand-feed her dinner if she'll just sit up

Yukie: oh my god I'm so jealous

Yukie: where is MY doting bf who will hand-feed me my dinner and stroke my hair wtf

Eri: he said she's been staying with him since her concussion and he's been taking care of her this whole time

She glances up. Nishinoya's managed to get you to sit up, which looks a lot like you immediately pressing into his side, eyes still closed but muttering complaints as you rest your head on his shoulder. "You're the one who made me go nap."

"You needed it, or you wouldn't have slept so long. Come on, open."

Eri: doting libero bf now hand-feeding her while she rests her head on his shoulder

Mako: SHIMIZU-SAN AND YACCHAN SAID THEY'RE NOT ACTUALLY DATING???

Eri: WHAT

Eri: are they ABSOLUTELY SURE???

Eri: they're like. Full on cuddling right now. She's got her arms around him and everything

Eri: he saw her and immediately forgot I was here

Eri: he's now playing with her hair and talking too softly to her for me to hear

Mako has added Shimizu and Yachi to Fukurodani Group Managers!!!

Shimizu: they really aren't dating

Shimizu: but he has proposed to her a few times

Eri: …a few???

Yachi: more than a hundred, I think? They have a bet

She watches incredulously as Nishinoya raises a bite of food to your lips, as you turn your face into your shoulder as you chew.

He laughs. "Marry me."

"Eight hundred eighty-nine," you mumble into his shoulder.

Eri: what's the bet? He just proposed again and she said 889

Shimizu: she'll actually marry him if he proposes 889 more times

Yachi: if he proposes 1000 times total she'll marry him

Eri: so they're ENGAGED???

Shimizu: no, as far as I can tell they're just friends outside of the proposal thing

Eri: …there's no way

She watches in disbelief as he continues to feed you, until you've eaten your dinner without lifting a finger. "Can I go back to sleep now?"

"Marry me, and sure."

"Ask me another 888 times and I will."

He laughs softly. "You're gonna be awake for a while at that rate. Sure you don't want to lower the quota for me?"

"If you don't lemme sleep I'm gonna raise the quota."

"I'd love to let you sleep, but you probably wanna actually get up and, like, shower and get ready for real bed first."

"But if I move it's gonna take forever to fall asleep again," you pout. "I don't have my cuddle buddy up here."

"Aw, is it hard to sleep without me?" he teases. "I can let you borrow my jacket to sleep better."

"I mean Soba, you ass."

"Really? You haven't been falling asleep with Soba recently."

Eri: THEY HAVE SLEPT IN THE SAME BED AT LEAST ONCE. ARE YOU SURE THEY ARE NOT DATING

Shimizu: …they did seem to get a lot closer after the concussion…

Yachi: she would have said something, right???

Shimizu: nishinoya would have told the entire team and also everyone at this camp if they had made it official

Shimizu: he probably would have ended up on the news somehow

She stifles a laugh. It's about that moment that both you and your boyfriend-not-boyfriend seem to remember/realize she's there, and you fully freeze, staring at her with a deer-in-headlights look.

"Oh. Hi," you say, voice pitching a bit higher than normal. "Miyanoshita-san. Have you been there this whole time?"

She waves with a sheepish smile. "I'm chaperoning. Shimizu-san said it might not be good if he were caught alone with you in the girls' room, even if there is a really good reason for it. You can ignore me."

"N-no, uh, I should probably get up and shower and stuff anyway."

"Thanks again, Miyanoshita-san!" Nishinoya grins, blinding. He looks back to you, his edges softened. "Are you going to be good to do everything you need to, or are you dizzy again?"

"I'm fine," you grumble. "I slept the headache off."

"Alright, then I'll take this back to the cafeteria before it closes."

"'Kay. G'night, Senpai."

Eri to Fukurodani Group Managers!!! at 20:32

Eri: I think I need them to get married actually

~

Freshly-washed, still exhausted, and determined to go back to sleep though you are, you slump into your futon that night with all the grace of a sack of flour. Before you can settle in, you shift uncomfortably—there's the press of a zipper into your side where you lay. You wriggle the offending jacket out from underneath you, and—oh goddammit. You recognize the smell of that cologne.

[name] to Noya at 21:01

[name]: oh you are NOT slick mister

[name]: take your stupid jacket back!!!

Noya: gee it's too bad I'm already on the guys' floor for the night and we're thirty minutes to lights out

Noya: if one of us were caught on the wrong floor this late we'd probably get in a ton of trouble with the teachers

Noya: I guess you'll just have to give it back to me tomorrow

[name]: >:(

[name]: fine, but you owe me a soba

Noya: [image attached. Image description: Noya laying down in bed, your head resting on his chest. Soba has wriggled her way underneath the arm you've slung over Noya's torso, and Noya's face is half-buried in your hair.]

Noya: sweet dreams :)

…his jacket is softer than yours, better worn-in, and smells nicer. You wouldn't know, though. It's not like you cuddled it to sleep or anything.

Footnotes

34. I think about pouty, grumpy Noya in s2e13 a lot.

35. Miyanoshita is actually the only manager who Shimizu refers to by name outside of Karasuno, in s2e11 around ten minutes in. I've used this one line as the template for All Shimizu inter-school manager interactions.

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