#shimada mart

[mattastr0phic]

Comfort and relaxation for Hanzo's birthday 💕

[mintowls]

THERES LITTLE GUYS IN THERE

[teqwolf]

I immediately get icked out when daichi being a cop is mentioned… like why did I just open up tiktok and there’s a (very good and well-done) suga cosplay in a cop costume .. and everyone in the comments are thirsting… get that shit out of my sight daichi is FIREFIGHTER TO ME

[heich0e]

keishin finally (finally) gets you into bed with him—well, onto couch with him, in his little one-room apartment in the back of sakanoshita mart—and he thinks all his prayers have finally been answered. thinks he's found some sort of cosmic apology for every misfortune he's ever suffered in how soft your lips are against his and how sweet you taste.

he knows he doesn't deserve this; that he hasn't done anything in his unremarkable life to merit how good you feel underneath his hands, or how dizzying those little noises you're making when he touches you are. but, against all odds, you're really here, you really want him, and he's determined not to fuck this up.

"keishin."

every time you say his name he feels like he's hearing it for the first time. like he's being blessed by it. it takes him a moment to process the way you've called for his attention as he suckles a little bruise against your throat, using every modicum of will he has left in him to pull away and meet your gaze.

you look so good underneath him on his ugly, ancient couch that it makes him ache. your lips glossy and swollen, your eyes heavy-lidded and yearning. you reach up and touch his cheek, and he can't tell if your hand is cool or his face is burning.

"do you have a condom?"

and all at once keishin comes crashing—violently, disastrously, crushingly—back to earth.

he blinks at you, wide-eyed, in the wake of your question. you seem to understand his answer even though he can't bring himself to say it.

"are there any in the shop?" you ask him, optimistic and gentle, with an encouraging smile.

keishin perks up—visibly brightening at your moment of genius—but as quickly as the hope uplifts him, he's deflating again. he pinches his bottom lip between his teeth.

"we're out right now," he murmurs sheepishly, suddenly unable to meet your gaze.

he only keeps a couple of boxes of condoms behind the counter at a time, since so few people ever come in asking for them. last week takinoue had showed up half-hammered two hours after closing, and banged on the shop door until keishin grumpily answered it. his drunk friend went on to explain that he'd gone out drinking with his colleague from work and she'd invited him home with her, but he desperately needed condoms. keishin chucked the last box at his stupid face, and yusuke swore up and down their next night out drinking would be his treat before skittering off into the night again with a grin from ear to ear.

he was going to kill yusuke with his bare hands the next time he saw him.

"keishin, it's okay," you say with a light laugh at the positively crestfallen look on his face. "we don't have to—"

"no!" keishin interrupts you before you can say the words he just cant bear to hear. not right now. not from you.

even if you promise him that this could happen again another time—that you don't have to go all the way tonight, that there will be other opportunities—he has no way of knowing if that's true. no way of guaranteeing it.

he's got a taste for you now. he knows what you sound like. he knows how you feel.

and he refuses to let this opportunity pass him by.

keishin pulls himself upright so quickly from where he'd been hovering overtop of you on his lumpy sofa that he almost gives himself whiplash. he stumbles up to his feet, brushing his bleached hair back from his eyes—he's not sure where or when he'd lost his hairband, but the strands are hanging freely now and falling into his gaze. he grabs his jacket from the floor where he'd hastily shucked it when the two of you stumbled through the door in the throes of passion.

"I'm just gonna run to shimada mart!" he says to you as he stuffs his arms ungracefully into the sleeves of his jacket, his words so frantic they're almost bleeding together. "it's only about 10 minutes away, if you just wait right here—"

"keishin."

"shouldn't be longer than 25 minutes! 20, even! i might even be able to get macchan to drive me back if—"

"keishin, wait."

your laughter makes him stop dead in his tracks, halfway to the door. he's only got one slide on his foot, the other still sock-clad, and in his haste he realizes he'd grabbed his television remote instead of his cellphone to shove into his coat pocket.

you've caught him by the sleeve of his jacket, holding the material pinched between your thumb and forefinger as you stare up at him from the sofa with the sweetest smile on your face. he's frozen as he peers down at you, his lips parted, his dick still half-hard in his jeans.

"don't go," you say to him, tugging him back towards you by your grip on his cuff. he moves easily, gravitating back into your orbit in spite of how gentle the actual pull had been.

"b-but,"—keishin casts a forlorn glance back in the direction of his apartment door—"what about the condoms?"

his voice cracks a little on the question and he has genuinely never wished so ardently for the ground to open up and swallow him whole.

you release his sleeve in favour of twining your fingers with his now that he's near to you again, your soft hand slipping easily into his own. that same dull ache in the pit of his core (and between his legs) throbs again as you blink up at him.

"i've been trying to tell you," you begin, a bit exasperated but not without its own fondness. you hesitate a little, looking away shyly before adding, "we don't... need one."

keishin thinks he might die.

really, genuinely die.

he wonders if maybe this is what the old man felt like when he almost keeled over from that heart attack last year, because keishin's pulse is pounding so violently in his head he feels like his vision is going a bit spotty around the edges—like when you stand up too fast after a night of drinking.

he's brought back to the moment as your hand squeezes his own—a gentle, questioning gesture.

your lashes flutter as you blink up at him, your head tilting slightly to the side. you smile a little at the dumbfounded look on his face.

"...if that's okay with you?"

(keishin pays for takinoue's drinks for the next six months, but never explains why.)

[lizzy06]

Yamaguch Tadashi x Reader Fic Recs!!

(Tumblr/AO3/Wattpad)

Haikyuu! Fic Rec Masterlist

Karasuno Fic Rec Masterlist

Strawberry Cheeks ✨by LovelyAngelLu(friends to lovers, fluff)Growing up, Yamaguchi was bullied for his freckles, making him wish he never had them covering his cheeks. .When he asks Shimada for help learning the jump float, he meets Akina Shimada. She is a bright girl with an unexplainable love for volleyball, just trying to help her dad keep the mart running. While Yamaguchi had noticed girls before, she made him feel something else entirely.

His Current Concern✨ by dasfreefree (oneshot) Yamaguchi Tadashi's current concern is that whenever he thinks a cute girl has come over to talk to him, all they want to talk about is Tsukishima. Today, you'll flip the script on him.

Strawberry Mentos by @dirtyoatmeall (oneshot, fluff, soulmate au)

Missed connection bySkyPhoenix13125 (oneshot, soulmate au) where the first words you speak to your soulmate are written on your wrist

COLOR SPLASH✨ by @ugh-tsumu pt.2 (soulmate au) You don't see colors until you meet your soulmate

[givemeasinglekidney]

Star Face | Yamaguchi T.

TW: Cursing

I know the fandom has been back and forth about whether Yamaguchi has freckles or acne. I like to think they're freckles but for the sake of this story, they’re acne!

Sending love to all my freckled and acne-prone readers!

(It’s not specified if you have acne/ freckles but it also doesn't say you don’t have them so this still works for all readers!)

Synopsis: Yams is insecure about his acne, so you introduce him to skin care.

Words: 3155

‘Yamaguchi Tadashi’ read in the notebook in front of you.

The notebook sat lonely on the concrete steps. You picked it up and turned to the first page to see if you could identify how to return it. You had nothing better to do during lunch, so why not.

‘Yamaguchi Tadashi, class 4-1’. Perfect.

You made your way back to the year 1 hallway. You yourself were in class 1-5, so finding class 1-4 was no challenge.

You walk through the already-opened sliding door. You had an idea of what he looked like, being on the school's volleyball team and best friends with Tsukishima. You weren’t the biggest Tsukishima fan, but it’s hard not to know who he is when more than half your female class finds him attractive.

You spot him sitting at his desk talking to a girl sitting across from him. You thought nothing of it until you took a closer look at his facial expression. Did he look… uncomfortable? Awkward? Maybe both.

You stepped close enough to eavesdrop on what the conversation was about…

“So, you think you can put in a word about me to Tsukishima?” She batted her eyes.

Is she serious?

“I don’t know…” He spoke nervously,” He’s not a fan of talking through others. It’d be better if you just talked to him yourself.”

“Please?” She begged, “I’m shy~, and you’re a nice guy, right? So you’ll tell him about me?”

“As I said, I don't know…”

“Oh come on, just because you don’t get anyone doesn’t mean you have to ruin other people's chances.” She got upset. “All I’m asking is one sentence about me? You can do that.”

“Be so fucking for real right now.” You interrupted.

“Excuse me?” She turned her head to you, looking offended.

“No because what am I hearing right now? You need a serious reality check if you think you’re getting tickets to that show.”

“We’re having a conversation here.” She tried arguing. You were taking anything she was going to spew.

“What you’re having is a one-sided convo on how your sorry ass knows she ain't shit, trying to use a guy's best friend to hook her up with him.” You told her off, “Leave him alone.”

She gave you the stink eye as she got up to go find her friends.

You sat down where she used to reside and faced the guy. He was quiet and looked shy even. Maybe more nervous than anything.

“Sorry about that,” You started, “It was too hard to watch.”

“Oh, uh, no worries.” He replied.

You set down his notebook on his desk. “I found this outside, you’re Yamaguchi, right?” You questioned, even though you were sure you had the right person. Never hurts to make sure.

“Yeah,” He answered. “That’s me. Thanks, I didn’t even realize it was missing.” He grabbed the notebook and put it in his bag.

“It’s no problem. I’m (L/N) (Y/N), but you can call me (Y/N). I’m not big on formalities.” You introduced yourself. “You’re on the volleyball team right, right?”

And that’s how it all started. A one-in-a-million chance of meeting started a beautiful yet chaotic friendship.

Now, in the present, you’ve been friends with him for almost a year. Obviously, being his friend meant you also became friends with Tsukishima and the rest of the volleyball team. Let’s just say your life became a lot more chaotic, not that you weren't here for it.

You were waiting for Yamaguchi outside his house. You found out about his extra practice at Shimada mart a few months back when you went to buy some ramen. You sometimes join him and buy him lunch in case he overworks himself.

You’d been standing there for five minutes before you got a bit worried. What was taking him so long?

You decided to take matters into your own hands and looked around for a spare house key. You finally found it under a random rock and unlocked the door.

Taking off your shoes, you made your way to his room.

“Yama?” You knocked on his door, “Yams, you there?”

You opened the door after no response. He wasn’t in his room… weird.

You walked down the hall to see light emitting from the bathroom door. You gave a knock.

“Yama?” You started, “Everything alright…?”

There was slight shuffling from the other side of the door. You heard a click, signifying he unlocked the door. You’re greeted with his figure facing you, his face slightly to the side, looking at the ground like he was trying to avoid your gaze.

“Yeah, I’m ready,” He walked past you to get his stuff, “Sorry for the wait.

As he grabbed his things, you took a better look at his face. His eyes looked slightly bloodshot and his under eyes were pink. You became worried but didn’t say anything in the meantime.

It was a silent walk there, which is unusual since you two tend to talk enthusiastically to each other. You just didn’t want to make him uncomfortable by any means so you kept quiet for now until you arrived.

“I’m gonna head out back,” He breaks the silence, “Tell Shimada I’m out practicing.”

“Yeah, sure.” You replied as you went your separate ways; he went out back and you went inside the store.

“Hello-,” He stopped once he saw who entered the doors. “Oh, hey (L/N)! What brings you here?” He placed a box of goods down in front of a shelf. No one else was in the store. Tuesdays were usually slow and today you guys didn’t have school per student holiday. You walked over to where he bent down to start stocking the shelf.

“Oh, just came over with Yamaguchi. He’s out practicing.” You answer. “Hey, Shimada… Has there been anything…off(?) with Yama?”

“What do you mean?” He asks as he looks up at you. He pickles up the now empty box and walks towards the back storage.

“I dunno,” You looked down slightly, “But he hasn't seemed like himself too much lately. I thought you might know something about that. I’d ask stingyshima but he’d tell me to mind my own business.” You ever so slightly mumbled that last comment to yourself.

Shimada faced away from you still holding the box but turned his head slightly back. “Hmm… I’m not sure. Maybe he’s down about his float serves not being how he wishes. I don't know kid, why not ask?”

Why not ask?

Gee, why didn’t you think about that

Truth be told, you wanted to, but you felt… scared? You didn’t want to put him in an uncomfortable position. But he’s your friend and you care about him. Maybe more than a normal friend should, but you wanted to know how to make him happy.

You gave a nod, letting shimada go back to work, and searched the shelves for some snacks for when you make Yamaguchi take a small break. You picked out some onigiri, water for him, and (F/D) for yourself. You paid for your goods and headed outside to see your friend on one side of the net and an empty water bottle on the other side.

He threw the ball up and hit it over the net. It was a good service, but it had just barely missed the bottle. As you looked back he has a face of defeat and irritation. You cleared your throat to get his attention. He looked over at you.

You held up the bag of goods in your hand. “Snacky time~” (As Tanaka would say)

You both took a seat next to each other against the fence as you laid the bag down. You gave him an onigiri and water and he mumbled a ‘thanks’ in return.

“Itadakimasu,” You both said as you began to eat.

Silence took over the two of you. It couldn’t take it anymore, what was up with him?

“So what's up with you?”

Well… what a way to be blunt.

“Huh?” He avoids answering, “What do you mean?”

“I mean you’ve been acting off.” You confront him. There's no backing out now. “What’s on your mind?”

He’s quiet. Like his mind is going through a million different answers and trying to carefully hand-pick the best one. You start getting self-conscious.

“Is… it me?” You ask. No, not everything is about you, but he seemed to be almost ignoring your existence today. You just wanted to help solve the problem. “I can leave if you want-”

“No, no, no!” He stops you in your tracks, “It’s not you at all, it's just that… I don't know, I- ughhhhh” He sighs and slides down the fence as his hands cover his face. You giggle at his little predicament. He let out a mumble of words.

“What? I can’t understand you like that.” You tell him while letting out a little laugh.

“Do you think… they make me ugly…?”

“What?” Your what meant different things. What “they” was he talking about? What made him ugly? How could he think he was ugly?

“My acne… does it make me look bad?” He opened a gap between his fingers to look at you. You looked at him sympathetically.

“What- of course not. Why would you ever think that?” You grabbed his arm to help scoot him back up to a sitting position. He took a bit of his onigiri and wrapped his arms around his knees to rest his head sideways to look at you.

“Because,” He sighed “When I was younger I would always get picked on for it. I got it early on in while in elementary and it hasn't gone away. I guess being friends with a guy half the female student population finds attractive, I still get self-conscious about my face….Maybe it’s dumb-”

“Of course, it’s not dumb, Yama.” You interrupt him, “I’m sorry you went through that, but I think their opinions are utter BS.” You tell him while looking at your half-eaten onigiri.

“What do you mean?” He asks

“I mean-” You stop and think, “You know what. Let’s cut practice short for today. I just made new plans.” You get up and stuff the rest of the onigiri down your throat as you get your things to go back inside.

“Wait, what do you mean?” He got up in hurry, reluctant but still followed,” Where are we going?”

“My house, dork!” You exclaimed as you picked up your pace. You said your goodbyes to Shimada and headed to your home.

You reach your humble abode and make your way to your bathroom. Yamaguchi is still in pursuit, yet utterly confused as to what you have in mind.

You reach into a drawer and pull out a large basket of products.

“What's that?” He asks as you place the basket on the counter.

(Even if you don’t have one, for the sake of the story your bathroom is bigger than the average)

“Skincare!” You exclaim, “And you are my project for today!”

“Skincare? I didn’t know you did skin care.” You said as he looked cluelessly at the products you had.

“Well, like most average human beings, my skin needs some help and I like to keep it as nice as I can!” You tell him as you look through the basket, mentally making a skin plan for the day. “And I thought it’d be fun to do it with you.”

“Are you sure… I’ve never really done this before…”

“You want to better your skin right?” You look at him as you grab two small packages. “Well, skin care is one step in the right direction! First, face masks!”

You hand him a purple package. You pull out two headbands from the basket and hand him the black one as you settle for the white one.

“You want to push all your hair out of your face before putting anything on, you don't want this stuff in your hair.” You instructed, “Nothing bad will happen, it’s just really annoying.”

He does as instructed and you pick up your bag.

“These are clay masks.” You tell him, “You spread it all over your face and let it sit for like fifteen-twenty minutes.” You open your bag and start applying it all over your face, avoiding your mouth and eyes.

He looks as you apply it. You look back at him when you're done.

“Here, let me put it on you.” You say as you take the bag and open it. You put some on your fingers and reach for his face.

“You might feel a little sting, but that’s normal.” You tell him as you apply the mask. “It just means it’s working!”

As you spread the mask on his cheeks, you speak up again. “You know the most important rule when doing skin care?”

“What?” He looked at you, waiting for an answer.

“That no matter what, whether your skin clears up completely or it only does so much, you are perfect looking just the way you are.” You smile

If you look close enough, you can see a little light in his eye turn

You finish applying the mask and you both look into the mirror. You both looked like weirdos.

“We look great!” You exclaimed, humor in your words.

He chuckled at your statement. “Well, what now? We got twenty minutes, right?” He asks.

Yeah, you did have plenty of time to do whatever else. “Well, we’re gonna be here for a while. If we want to do a thorough skin routine, it could take, like, two hours upwards.” You thought for a second, before proposing an idea, “Why don’t we start something together? Like a show or K-drama? Maybe a movie?”

“Why a k-drama specifically? Are we going to finish it?” He questioned as you went to find your laptop.

“Well, I was thinking we could turn this into something!” You pick up your laptop and head over to your bed, “Like a weekly thing if you’re cool with that though.” You slowed your speech to a quieter tone, becoming a little self-conscious.

You looked over to where he followed and he looked to be thinking. After a short wait, he gave you a reply.

“Yeah, that’d be nice.” He smiled, “Maybe let’s start with a movie for now, then we’ll have more time to figure out which k-drama we want to watch.”

“You’ve got a point.” You said, sitting down on your bed. You shifted to the side and patted the empty space next to you, motioning him to come to sit down. “Let’s watch Shrek.”

And for weeks, every Saturday night you two would get together and do skin care. You grew closer and closer, any awkwardness disappearing within a few weeks. You two ended up watching Alice in Borderland which was definitely an experience.

It was Friday after school and you were walking around a beauty store to restock on skincare products. You turn the corner to find under-eye patches when something catches your eye.

Jackpot.

Finally, Saturday arrived and you were ecstatic. For something so small you wouldn’t think you’d be this full of emotion over it.

Yamaguchi arrived around 7:00 pm as usual.

“What are you so happy for?” He asked with a chuckle.

“Can’t I be happy for no reason?” You sass back at him, leading the way to the bathroom.

Your routine goes as usual, going through masks, serums, and popcorn as you watch your show. It was nearing 10:00 and it was almost time to end your weekly session.

“No, no, no, no I can't watch!” He said while covering his eyes with his hands. You giggled at his reaction to what was happening on screen. You checked the time and decided to bring out what you’d been waiting for.

“Yo, I got one more thing before you gotta go.” You told him, getting out of your huddle position. You made your way to the bathroom and came out a few seconds later holding a little box.

“What's that?” He asks.

You hold up the small box to meet his eyes. “They’re called Star Face,” You explained, “They’re like cute little pimple patches that look like stars on your face! Isn’t that cute?!”

If you weren’t so set on looking at the box and back to him, maybe you could’ve caught sight of a light blush on the tadpole's face.

He let out a small smile, “Yeah, where'd you get them?”

“Oh, just the local beauty store.” you mentioned, “I saw them and immediately knew I had to get them for you!”

You crawl back onto your bed and sat on your knees facing him. You open the box and he goes to speak.

“Why don’t you put them on me, so I don't have to walk all the way to the bathroom to see where to place them.” He suggested.

“If you’re cool with that.” You okayed, taking a sheet out of the box.

You peeled on off and went to cover a small incoming zit he had on his cheek. He started laughing a little as your finger made contact with his skin. His laughter in turn caused you to crack up and grin.

“Stop!” You snicker, “You’re gonna make me miss-place them!”

His snorts died down and so did yours. As you place the next one, your eyes meet. The room fills with comfortable silence, yet you can’t deny there is some sort of tension between the two of you.

You reach for the third and as you look up, he leans closer. You stare at each other, inching closer bit by bit until your lips are hovering over each other by a centimeter. As you place the patch on his side, he closes the gap.

Your lips connect in a sweet manner. As he pulls away your lip chases his. You cup his face as his arms go around your waist. You stay like that for a while, taking in each other's presence, especially this close-up.

Eventually, you both pull away and once again fall into a stare. He blushes and looks away to avoid your eye contact. You smile and snuggle into his chest.

You both flop over, your heads hitting the pillows of your bed. You’re now in a cuddling position as you hug into his chest.

“That was… nice.” He said, and though you couldn’t see it, you could hear his goofy grin.

“Yeah, it was.” You say, tiredly, “So, now I gotta ask. How long have you felt this way?”

“A while, honestly.” He spoke, “I thought you were cool from the beginning, but you kept coming back to support me, the skin care was what pushed me to the edge I guess. What about you?

“I can’t exactly remember… maybe it was when I saw the passion you had for volleyball, how determined you are. But at some point, I just felt myself being reminded of you with small things and I got excited to see you.” You replied.

You both fell into a comfortable silence. All you two needed was each other.

“So,” he breaks the silence, “Are we a thing?”

You chuckle, “We can be if you wish.”

“Yeah… I do.”

And that is the story of your star-faced lover and you.

[ittetsuspecs]

One hc for two of my favorite ships: ukatake and odango

They gained weight✨

Odango

Odasaku cooked meals for Ango ( they live together) whenever he could and try to tone down the spiciness A LOT. He just wants to add a pinchhh of chillies flakes in any dishes he make; fried eggs, fried rice etc but he had seen Ango's body when their relationship had pass more than making out; he doesn't want to upset Ango's body and Ango can't tolerate spiciness like he do.

Ango appreciate every meal he made. Spicy or not, he'll prepare chocolate and milk to tone it down when he went to work. His coworker started to realized that Ango had gotten a bit chubbier, especially when he smiles; the way his cheeks lift his glasses a bit with a tint of rose colors. The color had returned and his eyes looks bright than before.

Odasaku realized then that Ango feels more energetic in bed. He usually prefer to lay on his back and do it on bed or the couch, but now they started to have sex in the bathroom and the kitchen; while standing. He flirted incessantly and smile more than ever.

Dazai doesn't approve much of Ango's change, but he knew his friends are happy now.

Extra: There are time when Odasaku JUST HAD TO DRAG Ango from his desk to home coz he fell asleep.

--------------------------------------------------

Ukatake

Ukai doesn't cook much but his mother does, and Ukai love language is act of service. He proposes to his mother about making bento for Takeda sensei as a thanks ( though he knows he will profusely decline and that it's the opposite)

Ukai's mother agreed and was a bit worried because Takeda is small, she assumed because he's a townfolk (he's trans) so she agreed.

Surprisingly he doesn't decline the bento but insisted on paying it. Ukai doesn't mind, if that eases his mind about the cost (the ingredients is from Ikkei's orchard and Shimada Mart) what's important is that he eats it; and he does.

Ukai started to notice the changes when they officially dating and started living together. The sags on his back, his thigh feels thicker, his chest too. His finger and wrist was once thin, now the veins on his hand started to lose visibly; Ukai's thumb and finger doesn't connect when he wrapped it around Takeda's wrist.

Before Takeda could even feel that he's fat and ugly, Ukai smothered him with kisses all over his body; as if worshipping him. He leaves trails of mark with his teeth on his thigh and back, Takeda moaned appreciatively.

The end ;)

[kimbapisnotsushi]

okay was someone going to tell me people actually voted for the shimada mart pig in the second haikyuu popularity poll or what

[weathertheraine]

keep me intact - chapter 11

Chapter summary:

For the first time, Tadashi is missing Thursday study time to practice pinch-serving at Shimada-Mart. Kei can’t focus on work.

Fic Tags:

Tsukkiyama / Slow Burn / Childhood friends / Canon compliant (mostly) / t4t (trans boy Tsukishima and trans boy Yamaguchi) / Kei POV

Read chapter 11

Read full fic

[monstrsball]

hi kennedy :3 i am curious about the karasuno adults™ in your pokemon au :3 if there's any you have thoughts about do share please

hi ash :3 i DO have thoughts about some of them. uh. read more because this is gonna be long probably.

takeda - pokemon professor!! he’s focused on evolution, specifically studying eevees and all of their eeveelutions. only because i wanted a reason for all of the karasuno third years to have an eeveelution haha. but i also think it kind of makes sense? maybe.

ukai - so… i’m actually unsure of what i want to do with them. my notes say a professor too but idk how i feel about that. i might just make him a store owner lol. and maybe make his grandpa a former gym leader who was forced to retire? but that i’m not sure of because i feel like that would lead to him becoming one too and idk if i want to have three different ppl from karasuno as gym leaders lol. would be interested to hear people’s thoughts though!!! always open to ideas.

tenma - gym leader!! flying-type! still a manga artist on the side though :3 tbh he probably prioritizes his manga career more than being a gym leader. i kinda like the idea of akaashi still being the one who has to wrangle him in this au. but instead of it being related to his manga, it’s related to his duties as a gym leader. people always think akaashi is the gym leader cause he’s the first face they see but then tenma comes out and they’re like “Oh” BUT this i’m not sure of. i don’t think this will actually work age-wise. (but you know… tenma’s handler being a teenager is kind of a funny idea. i just don’t know why akaashi would be there)

unfortunately i still haven’t picked a team for him lol.

akiteru - a trainer at tenma’s gym! i’m still trying to sort out what exactly it is that he lied to tsukishima about in this au but it’s probably related to this? not sure! i don’t have a team for him either.

saeko - fighting type gym leader!!! naturally :) this one isn’t as rambly cause i’m very set on her role and there isn’t much to say about it? gym leader. cool lady.

her team: bewear, medicham, hitmonchan*, mienshao, machamp, throh*

* = would like to mention that tanaka has a tyrogue and a sawk :3 because i think that’s cute.

miwa - ok so i don’t think she would be considered a karasuno adult but she is kageyama’s older sister so i’m talking about her anyway. another gym leader!! leaning towards dark-type for her! i haven’t figured out her team either :/

i think the only ones i had given 0 thought to were takinoue and shimada. but i now have thoughts! they are gay married and both still own their respective stores (takinoue’s electronics & shimada mart). takinoue has an ampharos & shimada has a sunflora.

i might come back later with full teams for them because i can see them both being retired trainers who did the gym challenge when they were young. (this way i can still incorporate shimada being a mentor for yamaguchi too - kinda why i picked a grass type for him)

i think that’s everyone? i hope i didn’t miss anyone. (but if i did, that means i didn’t have any thoughts about them in my notes anyway lol) thanks for asking!!! i haven’t rlly talked about any of them yet so it was fun to write out my ideas so far for them.

[loveai2]

Another Manager sneak peeks! 🤫

Things I'm thinking of writing in my story...

(just don't tell Akashi)

(he probably already knows, though)

one. Nishinoya

two. Murasakibara

three. S4Ep1

four. Murasakibara🍬

five. Shimada Mart

six. A Queen is Never Late

seven. Diabetes

eight. New Year's Doom

nine. Heavy

ten. Kabocha

[mattastr0phic]

Cupid Hanzo can see a handsome face, even if it’s invisible!

[loveephia]

I loved your post abt the boys with a ballerina girlfriend! Could you write more with the karasuno first years

some HQ boys with ballerina girlfriends..

↳ hinata, kageyama, tsukishima, yamaguchi. minor anime spoilers in yamaguchi's.

a/n: i had two more requests to this scenario for a second part, so enjoy reading!!! ;D @icelepearl6 i sadly can't @ the other anon. ;;

part 1 | part 2

SHŌYŌ HINATA

- he loves people who are equally as ambitious as him

- so when he met you, determined and all, he just instantly fell in love

- there was this aura around you that was just so elegant, and iT EVEN KIND OF INTIMIDATED HIM.

- but like this is hinata we're talking about

- he gets intimidated pretty easily.

- you watch hinata's games while he watches your ballet shows!!!

- AND YOU BOTH ARE SO SUPPORTIVE OF EACHOTHER

- he's gonna be throwing the most roses on that stage after your performance

- (not roses, actually, more like flowers he picked up from a field because he can't afford roses rn 😔)

TOBIO KAGEYAMA

- he said it was boring.

- and that was how your enemies to lovers story began!!

- when you actually started dating, you turned to kageyama and politely asked, "please watch my upcoming performance. you can sleep through it if it's really boring, but i'd be very happy if you just attended."

- and that was like an eye-opener for kageyama

- did what he say about ballet back then bother you that much?

- he made sure to be awake that entire performance, because although he doesn't understand ballet, he's willing to make you happy

- and boy, was he mesmerized

- the moment the spotlight shone, kageyama couldn't take his eyes off of you

- so yes, he didn't in fact, fall asleep

- and he takes everything negative he said about ballet back :)

KEI TSUKISHIMA

- honestly, i fully believe tsukishima watches ballet shows every now and then

- even waaay before he met you

- so when he saw you upstage performing for karasuno's stage assembly, he mutters a, "wow.. that was a pretty clean fouette." fully interested

- and the volleyball team members who heard him just go "???"

- he respects you because you're actually really advanced, and he knows how frustrating and difficult it is to get to such a point like that

- so when you two meet in the halls for the first time, tsukishima bows his head at you

- and you two have never spoken, btw

- but like,, you bow back :D

- you don't know what happened that day. did an unsaid acquaintance form? we'll never know.

TADASHI YAMAGUCHI

- bby doesn't know the first thing about ballet, but who's to say that he can't memorize the terms

- he comes with you to karasuno's ballet room, and if the instructor hasn't arrived yet, he helps you warm up

- "first position,"

- "second,"

- "hold on y/n, your form looks a little off..!"

- whenever you're feeling anxious for an upcoming performance, yamaguchi helps give you advice like in season 4, he uses an exit door or the shimada mart plastic bag to reset his feelings. ^^

- he helps you with your diet too, like a responsible boyfriend!!

©loveephia | lowercase intended

[haru-se]

Yamaguchi is sponsored by Shimada Mart 🐷

[gggordia]

after hours

[onigirimiyacookbook]

If there's anything else you'd like to see in the Onigiri Miya Cookbook zine to help you get cooking, let us know! We're happy to consider ideas.